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Anyways, here's another one-shot. Please note again that these are all one-shots. They are not connected, except that they are all based off of KHR.
Well, please enjoy.
A Person Above All Others:
Gokudera Hayato had held much too much hatred and sorrow in his heart. So much, that his heart had turned hard and black. And one day, he had decided that he had been hurt too much, and closed his heart off.
Instead of trying to get to know people, he immediately pushed them away so that they would not have the chance to push him away instead.
He used dynamite so that instead of getting too close to people, he could blast them away, using the smoke to run and hide himself from people.
He had accepted that no one would ever really want him, but that it was okay. Because really, who needed a family?
But than he met Jyuudaime. The weak, stupid, bullied boy that had been given a family on a silver platter. And he had been mad. Who was this boy, who didn't need to work for anything. Who had been given a family and a position of power that people would sell their souls for, and yet pushed it away, claiming that he didn't want it.
And so, when Reborn had given him the chance to take the position for himself, he had taken it. Because he needed to teach the brat a lesson of hurt and sorrow, so that this boy would feel that pain that he had felt all his life.
But than the boy saved him. The boy had put out the flames of his dynamite and helped him, the person that attacked him. And than, Jyuudaime had looked at him, without hatred or anger. Simply with confusion and concern. And without the smoke of the dynamite to hide him, without the distance to separate him, without the strength to push the boy away, he broke.
He realized that, yes, he did still need a family. And when Jyuudaime accepted him, he felt a happiness unlike anything he had ever felt before. Jyuudaime had been the first person to ever accept him. The first person to care for him, to not push him away, to not hurt him. And that was why he would always call Jyuudaime Jyuudaime. Because it would always remind himself that Jyuudaime was above anyone else. That Jyuudaime deserved to be respected, because he had been the only one to truly accept him for all his faults and weaknesses.
And Jyuudaime didn't seem to understand how thankful he was, but that made him love Jyuudaime even more. Because Jyuudaime had not accepted him because he wanted to help him, or because he pitied him. But because he simply wanted him as a friend.