Gokudera slowly wakes up feeling a bit stiff. Opening his eyes, he adjusted his vision to get a clearer view of the room his in. At his left, was a wall - nothing out of the ordinary; at his right, a sleeping face, soundly sharing a futon with him - something out of the ordinary!

"What the hell?" he shouted, backing away from the figure beside him, "Ittai!" a flash of pain struck his body.

The said figure shifted. "Ah! Gokudera, good morning..." he commented as he reached for the silver-haired's hand to kiss it. "You shouldn't move that much, y'know." he added and finally the things that happened last night flash through Gokudera's head.

Lost in his own thoughts, Gokudera let the other kiss his hand.

"Ya-Yamamoto... you!" he named the other man, "H-how many times did you d-do me last night...?" he stuttered asking. He felt his face blush as the words left him and he himself doesn't know if it was because of anger or embarrassment.

"Hmmm..." Yamamoto rubbed his eyes as he thought, "...about five or more, I guess." he replied and wore a smile.

Gloom fell over the Italian. "Five? Damn it!" he scratched his head in annoyance, "How am I suppose to go back with this state?" he thought.

Yamamoto just watched the silverette and smiled to himself admiring how cute his partner is.

"By the way, Gokudera, would you like to go to the bathroom?" Yamamoto stood up and offered the Storm Guardian a hand.

Gokudera examined himself. Unlike the other guardian who was still wearing pants, he on the other hand was only wearing one garment - his ruffled white polo shirt and only the two buttons near the middle were buttoned. There were also visible bruise-like marks on his thigh and bare chest. Never mind those love bites, his body hurts like hell. At times like this, he mentally cursed and described himself as someone who was thoroughly fucked.

Gokudera bit his lips in anger, "Tsk. I can get there myself." He retorted not minding the Rain Guardian's offered hand.

He put one hand on the floor to support himself in standing up. Ignoring the pain that shot through his body, he successfully managed to stand steadily on both feet. Taking slow but sure steps, he started walking awkwardly towards the door on the right. He can feel the stare that Yamamoto was giving him and if that idiot is laughing at his state, he's gonna punch the lights out of him.

Yamamoto smiled and sighed at the same time. "Gokudera," he called.

"What?" he growled as he looked back at the smiling Yamamoto.

"Bathroom's at the other way." He replied, "Need help getting there?" he walked to his partner.

"Don't come near me!" said Gokudera, taking a step away from Yamamoto, "I can do it myself! I don't need your help!" he protested but the Rain Guardian disregarded what he said and hoisted him up.

The silver-haired pushed Yamamoto's face away from him, "I said I don't need any help!" he continued struggling.

"Don't move too much, you might fall." He reminded and started walking, "Just think of this as a free service, Gokudera." He flashed his signature smile.

That sweet stupid smile again. Somehow whenever Yamamoto does that, it's as if Gokudera loses and he can't help but submit to him.

"Damn you for treating me like this…" he murmured but was clear enough for Yamamoto to hear.

A soft laugh came out from Yamamoto. "That's because I – mmph!" He was cut off because Gokudera's hands covered his mouth.

"Don't say it… you're just gonna say some clichéd stuff…"

The swordsman set his eyes on the Italian. Gokudera was bowing his head, hiding his face, but the Rain Guardian could see a faint tinge of red running on his cheeks up to his ears. Gokudera stayed quiet and his hand left Yamamoto's.

"hmmm…" Yamamoto hummed, "I love you, Gokudera~!" he stated.

"Gaaahh! Don't just say that!" he shouted.

"But it's the truth," Yamamoto said and Gokudera put a hand on both side of his ears, "I reeeeally mean it."

Gokudera sang so the Rain Guardian's words won't reach him, "I can't hear you! I can't hear you! I can't hear you!"

"Ahahaha~! Gokudera you're acting like a child~ so cuute~!"

"shut up!"

After awhile, they reach the bathroom and Yamamoto gently put Gokudera down.

"Leave. I wanna shower alone."

"Eh? But I thought it would be better if we could go in together~" Yamamoto suggested.

"No." he flatly refused, "You're pants is telling me that showering is not the only thing that you're gonna do." He shut the door only to be stopped by the swordsman strong hands.

Yamamoto laughed at his own state. "It's not my fault you look so sexy so early in the morning," he eyed the Storm Guardian from top to bottom, "plus it's because it's morning."

"Don't care. Now, let go of the fucking door!" he growled.

"…then Gokudera should let me in first."

"I said 'no' already, don't you understand that you pervert!" he tugged the door wanting the other to give up, but, "Waah!" in one swift move, the swordsman opened the door, entered the bathroom, and caught both the bomber's hands.

"I want to be always with Gokudera while he's here in Japan~" he stared into the emerald eyes of Gokudera, "…and I don't think I'm the only one who has some morning problems." Yamamoto traced a finger at Gokudera's erection.

"Yamamoto, you bastard…" he cursed, fighting against the swordsman's grip.

The Rain Guardian just chuckled. "Well now, let's take a bath~" he planted a kiss on his partner's forehead.

The swordsman loosens his grip on the other and Gokudera immediately pushes Yamamoto away from him, making Yamamoto step backward.

"Whatever, it's just a freakin' bath..." he stepped towards the shower and unbuttoned his shirt.

"I can't do it..." he heard Yamamoto speak and when he turned to look at the Rain Guardian, arms were wrapped around his thighs.

Before the Storm Guardian even had the time to protest, Yamamoto lifted him up and placed him on the bathroom's counter.

"Gokudera..." the swordsman called his name solemnly, "I want you..."

"W-wha...t?" was all that he could say. What's with the sudden seriousness?

...and here it is again - the comforting silence.

Yamamoto wrapped his free hands around Gokudera's waist and rested his head on Gokudera's chest. The silver-haired felt the other's warmth; it somehow made him nostalgic, even though last night they were embracing each other like idiots. Did he really miss me that much, this idiot?

"Oi." Gokudera called the swordsman's attention.

The swordsman slightly moved from his partner and looked back up to him, only to be surprised by the worried look Gokudera gave. The Storm Guardian then placed his arms on Yamamoto's shoulders. Silence was still there, Gokudera didn't say a word and the distance between them shortened as he leaned down to kiss Yamamoto.

Yamamoto was puzzled. It's not like Gokudera doesn't kiss him, but when Gokudera's the one who initiates - which is really really rare - there has to be some kind of thoughts playing over in his mind. The Rain Guardian didn't let go of this chance, he returned the kiss and licked the soft lips. The hands that were on the Storm Guardian's waist were traveling up to the broad chest and back down on his thighs touching every bit of those white skin.

Gokudera couldn't suppress a moan anymore from the contact Yamamoto was giving him. As the thinner man opened his mouth, the taller man took the opportunity to attack Gokudera's mouth. He explored the cavern of the Storm Guardian's mouth as his tongue met with the Gokudera's. On impulse, the bomber pulled his partner closer, his hands playing with Yamamoto's soft hair and their tongues battled each other. There were weird sounds echoing in the bathroom walls as the both of them hungrily sought each other's taste. Why is it that no matter how many times they'd kissed, Yamamoto was always the dominant one? Sometimes he wonders, where the hell in the world did Yamamoto learn how to kiss like that.

"..hnnh…" Gokudera moaned when that talented tongue teasingly danced in his mouth, "haa… hh" he released a bit of air in the instance the swordsman tilted his head to change the position where their lips are. And then, it started again, the deep kiss where they left off.

Gokudera could feel his heart thumping fast against his chest. He now puts his hand at the back of the taller man's neck, pulling him closer again. Soon, he was at his limit, with less air within him. He laid his other hand on the onyx-haired's chest. He felt it was beating as much as his own and even if he doesn't want to break the contact with him; there was a need for air so he gently pressed him away. Both pulled away.

Yamamoto again eyed his partner for any kind of strange behavior. They were both breathing heavily, face flushed against their skin. Gokudera was biting and playing with his lower lip and the Japanese perceived that the silver-haired wants to say something that he can't bring himself to say.

The Storm Guardian opened his mouth a little to start talking. At the back of his head, he kept repeating to himself, he needs to convey what he feels. His eyes were wandering, avoiding the golden eyes of Yamamoto.

"In Italy..." he began.

"Hmm?" he reacted as a sign he was listening. To be honest, the Japanese wants to hear what the other has to say because a moment like this comes once in a blue moon.

"...it's rather quiet because... Uhm..." emerald eyes still avoiding the golden ones, "...there's no one who can be as annoying as you."

"Eh? Am i really that annoying?" he chuckled a bit as he asked.

Gokudera's eyes came into a short contact with Yamamoto's. "What I mean is... that... somehow..." he averted his eyes, "...I sorta... kinda... ahmm... I..." he could feel that the other was staring, waiting for him to finish, "arrgh! Why is this so freakin' hard?" he snapped with clenched fists and furrowed brows.

"Gokudera is so animated~" he commented and Gokudera groan as a sign of protest. Yamamoto snickered, he knows well what Gokudera wanted to say – that he missed him – but he knows it too well that Gokudera is the type of person who has a bit of problem of telling something about what he really feels. Yamamoto then sighed.

"…so much for restraint." Said the Rain Guardian. He then pulled Gokudera in an abrupt kissed, lapping on his lips.

There was a surprise written all over Gokudera face while Yamamoto has desire. Gokudera kept his lips together not wanting Yamamoto to have his way with him again. He even placed an arm horizontally on the taller man's chest to keep a safe distance between them.

"Gokudera, open up. " He requested in-between kisses.

"Idiot~" he put his hand on Yamamoto's eyes as he again pushed him, "I said we'll just take a bath right?" he raised an eyebrow, "we'll do no more than that." He finalized, controlling the situation.

"Eehh?" Yamamoto whined, "…but Gokudera~!" he added.

"Don't wanna…" he replied, "Now, get me off this thing, my butt hurts." He ordered.

"But!" he retorted.

"I. Don't. Want. To." There was a killing intent clearly shown in Gokudera's eyes.

Yamamoto pouted, "Ok, ok…" he surrendered and gave him a light kiss.

Oh well, at least he sorta said he missed me.

"I can't believe that Tenth wants you to go to Italy." The Storm Guardian uttered walking a bit better unlike early this morning.

Yamamoto had a small laugh. "Isn't it a good chance? I get to be with Gokudera in Italy for awhile." His was about to put his hand on his partner's waist but was slapped before it got there.

Gokudera glared at him. "Don't even think about getting touchy with me, this is a public place."

"Oooh… so if it's not a public place, I can do whatever I want?" he whispered to himself as both of them were nearing the airport

The long trip was over and the plane safely landed. After some checking and such, they were cleared and left the airport.

"Mr. Gokudera!" a voice called. It was said in Italian but Yamamoto perceived that it was Gokudera being called. They both looked at the source of the voice.

"Ack!" there was panic in Gokudera's face. "Let's go!" he grabbed Yamamoto's hands and dragged him to run.

The Rain Guardian was confused. He looked back and saw that there was a crowd following them. Each was carrying something in his hand. One even had a bouquet of flowers, others have small gifts and there were even some who brought chocolates.

What the hell?


8059 is lalalalalalalalalaLOVE

Hai! So this is the new chapttie~ I just realized something, I wrote Kurofai fics as my first fics and now I'm writing 8059 which is their exact opposite~

Anyway, I'm sorry if the settings are changing immediately~ plus if you were looking for some smex in this chapter because of were I left of last time.. uhmm.. well… I can't write such~! I'm sorry! I dunno why but I just can't, it bugs me… would you believe me that I had a hard time just writing the word 'erection'. I'm weak, even after reading all sort of yaoi-centric things for 3 years now~ let's end that.

also, I hope I could write a spoiled-type TYLGokudera~ I think it's possible that Yamamoto will spoil Gokudera in the future~

Thanks for reading (and/or scanning)~! Wise criticism is always accepted~ they're like cookies~!

I think (and hope) that the next chapter will be the last because if it goes any farther I might not get to finish this (which is bad!)

10.25.10 - Yashirin