AN: Hey guys sorry for the long wait but their was just soo much school and sooo much homework so i really couldn't help it! But to make up for that here is a really good chappy (in my opinion) it's one of my best so i hope you like it :D


It's Baseball, or your sword

Yamamoto ruined any chances of Tsuna talking to him by leaving early. The small brunette spent the rest of his day worrying about his baseball friend, 'I hope Yamamoto is ok, he didn't look so good in class. Maybe I was too harsh on him'.

He was currently eating (picking at) his lunch on the roof with most of his friends. Their group consisted of Tsuna, Hayato, Kyoko, Chrome, Hana and Enma, Hibari was taking his nap in a hidden spot on the same roof (not that they knew that), Ryohei was off doing some training, and Reborn was, as always, watching from the shadows.

As if sensing his boss' worry Hayato assured "you shouldn't concern yourself over that kind of guy Tsuna-sama, he doesn't even deserve to be called your friend!" the angry look on Tsuna's face was enough to shut him up.

"Don't say things like that Hayato, whether or not Yamamoto is involved with the mafia we're still friends... or at least, I hope we can still be friends" Tsuna replied, with a dejected sigh he looked down to his untouched lunch and started picking at it again. His silver haired friend looked at Tsuna with sad eyes; he didn't know how to get him to stop worrying about Yamamoto, 'I should blow up that idiot for making Tsuna-sama worry!'

Hayato was not the only one worried, all of his friends wanted to know what happened between him and Yamamoto in full detail, and why it had gotten him so down. A voice brought both boys out of their depressed and violent thoughts.

"Tsuna-kun, I don't really know what's going on between the three of you, but if you want to talk to Yamamoto-kun you could always talk to him after school." the small boy's face visually brightened at the suggestion 'why didn't I think of that!?'

"You're right! Thanks Kyoko-chan!" The brown haired girl just flashed her charming smile, which was returned with an equally dazzling one from Tsuna, "you're welcome, Tsuna-kun"

'I'm just glad you feel better,' Kyoko thought to herself with a small smile before returning to her lunch. 'I can't believe I made Kyoko-chan worry like that!' Tsuna mentally scolded himself, 'she shouldn't have to worry about me. I should get this sorted out quickly!'

He then gobbled down his lunch quickly with new determination. When he finished, with a few minutes to spare before the bell he looked up to his friends and interrupted their conversation, "guys," the five other teens immediately turned to face their companion, surprised that he was joining their talk.

"I don't think that I should tell you right now, but after a few days I'll definitely tell you guys what's going on, so just trust me ok?" The other four teens looked confused while Hayato just gave him an understanding look.

They all nodded at him eventually and he added on "and Kurokawa-san, you deserve an extra long explanation" he gave her a solemn look "but I'm not sure what you'll think of it." Hana stared at him for a few seconds before speaking "I'm sure I can handle whatever you throw at me Sawada, so stop being all depressing and let's get to class," she packed away her lunch and got up to walk towards the door leaving Tsuna with a shocked expression on his face, which was soon covered by a blinding smile, 'of course she would say that, I just have to trust my friends.'

He got up and basically skipped to his friends '...trust Yamamoto.' With that thought he closed the door to the roof leaving a smirking Reborn behind. "I guess it's my turn now," the baby said while getting up from his comfortable spot and making his way towards a certain sushi place in town.


A small murmur of I'm home could be heard after the opening of the door, "welco- ah Takeshi, your home early!" Yamamoto's cheerful dad, Tsuyoshi greeted. Yamamoto shallowly nodded in reply; he kept his down, not wanting his dad see his probably, extremely devastated face from being rejected by his only few, true friends.

He quickly glanced around the restaurant taking in his surroundings, Tsuyoshi was standing behind the counter, looking at Yamamoto expectantly, waiting for an answer, and when he didn't get one his smile slid into a frown, his eyes searching his son for answers.

He looked away not wanting to look into his father's piercing gaze and focused on the other people in his company, there was only one customer sitting in the corner of the shop, there wasn't many people at that time as lunch hour had just ended and everyone had already returned to work.

The man was reading a newspaper; he looked like he was ready to leave. "Takeshi," Tsuyoshi started trying to find the right words to ask what had happened "what's wrong? Why are you home so early?" The only teenager in the room looked up to see his dad closer than he was before; he had come around from the counter and was standing a fair distance away from the boy.

He lowered his eyes from his father's questioning gaze, 'why does everyone want answers? Why can't they all just leave me alone?' Takeshi closed his eyes, tying to stop the tears that were threatening to spill, ran past his parent and went straight up to his room.


He ferociously wiped away the tears his eyes were already spilling and dumped his bag on the floor with a sigh. He took a look around his room, taking in all his baseball trophies and posters that littered his empty bookshelves and dark blue walls, and uncharacteristically scowled.

'Is it because of baseball, is that why Tsuna told me to quit,' he held his head in confusion, pulling at his hair in frustration and trying to make sense of everything 'I don't understand anymore!' Yamamoto sighed again and flopped down face first on his bed, he really wanted to talk to Tsuna now, straighten out his jumbled head.

Leaving early didn't seem to be such a good idea anymore.

He heard his door open with a click; Tsuyoshi came in and closed the door softly behind him. Yamamoto felt the bed dip a little; he guessed his dad had sat down; he had probably closed the shop temporarily.

With a heavy sigh, (he seemed to be doing that a lot) he turned over to his front and looked at the back of Tsuyoshi's head to find him staring at the wall intently as if it would solve all world problems. "What's wrong Takeshi?" the older Yamamoto asked, finally turning to face the younger, "why did you come home early? Did something happen?" the unhappy teen rolled onto his side so that his was facing away from his dad and facing the wall to hide his deep scowl.

"Nothing's wrong dad, I just felt a little ill that's all" Yamamoto replied, trying to keep his voice cheery but failing miserably. Tsuyoshi waited for a moment then sighed; he knew he wasn't going to get an honest answer out of his son so he wouldn't pry.

But he decided to keep up the conversation, hoping it would lead somewhere "so how are your friend's Tsuna and Gokudera?" Tsuyoshi was watching his son's movements very carefully and saw how he stiffened at the mention of his friends 'did something happen to them' he thought, confused at how his son's friends could make him that sad.

"Th-they're good" Yamamoto finally replied in a small voice after a moment of silence, mentally cursing himself at his slight stutter. "Did something happen to them?" Tsuyoshi continued on the subject, hoping he would get something out of it "no. Why would you think that?" he closed his eyes and waited for his dad to answer, he really didn't want to talk about the subject, but at the same time, he really wanted someone to spill out all his feelings to.

"Because Takeshi, nowadays you seem to only care about your friends and their wellbeing, and only seem to think about improving your sword techniques so you can protect them. You don't even seem to care about baseball anymore, so please Takeshi, tell me what's wrong." Yamamoto's eye's shot open with surprise 'is that really how I act? Are my friends my first priority now? Do I even care about baseball anymore?'

The tears that had collected under Takeshi's eyelids finally escaped, and suddenly he couldn't hold it in anymore. He broke into sobs, being overcome with realization and becoming a broken mess in-front of his dad, when sudden warm, strong arms pulled him up so that his head was resting on his dad's chest and he was almost sitting on his lap.

Tsuyoshi's hands were rubbing his son's arms calming his sobs "shhh, shhhh, it's going to be ok, it's going to be ok," he soothed, hopping to calm the devastated boy in his arms. "I-I just don't get it!" Yamamoto practically shouted between strangled sobs, "don't get what?" his father asked in a soothing voice, hopping to get an answer to all the unanswered questions in his head.

"They told me to quit being a guardian; doesn't that mean they are telling me to stop being friends with them?" his son answered in a quieter voice, Tsuyoshi scrunched up his face in confusion 'guardian?' he didn't understand what his son meant by the term but shrugged it off, guessing he would just find out later.

"Why did they tell you that?" he asked with a sigh of relief that his son was finally starting to calm down, "they said," Yamamoto took a small breath to calm himself, rubbing his eyes continuously to get rid of the tears that wouldn't stop falling.

"They said that I thought of everything we went through together as a game." Tsuyoshi was starting to understand the situation, but he didn't understand why they would think that "and do you?" he asked, while rubbing his son on the back in a soothing circular motion.

"I don't know... Yes, but it's the mafia they're talking about, I can't take them seriously!" Yamamoto stated, raising his voice again, to get his point across.

Tsuyoshi was a smart man so when he heard the word mafia, he got a slight idea of what was going on. One of his son's friends, (probably Tsuna as he seemed to be the leader) was involved in the mafia, and his son was now involved in it to.

He wasn't angry, but he was a little annoyed his son had not talked to him about this before, he looked down at his whimpering son and a small smile made itself known on his face "Takeshi," at the sound of his name, Yamamoto slowly looked up to face his dad, "by thinking of the mafia as a game, don't you think you unintentionally made them feel as though you thought of your friendship as a game?" Tsuyoshi asked the big teen that seemed so small in his arms.

Yamamoto's eyes widened and realization dawned on his face, 'did I make them think that?' he thought to himself, 'am I really that stupid that I didn't notice that I was hurting them... hurting my friends.'

Tsuyoshi's smile widened at the look of determination on his son's face, he lifted his arm that was not on his son's back and ruffled his hair with a slight chuckle, 'treasure your friends Takeshi, and you'll never lose your smile.'

Tsuyoshi checked the bedside alarm and smiled 'just on time' he got off the bed and pulled his son up with him, he pulled him down the stairs and into the restaurant, "where are we going dad?" Yamamoto asked, feeling much better after his talk.

Tsuyoshi opened the door to their shop and pushed the confused boy out "you are going to Tsuna's house to apologise, they just got off of school." Yamamoto's lips quirked up to show the smile he hadn't shown all day, "thanks dad, what would I do without you?" he gave his father a quick hug before sprinting of in the direction of Tsuna's house.

Tsuyoshi watched him till he was no longer visible with a smile, then he took off the closed sigh from his shop's door and opened the door for anyone to enter "time for work!" he said enthusiastically.


After a few minutes of running Yamamoto was stopped by a squeaky, child like voice calling out to him, "Yamamoto."

He stopped abruptly and turned towards the voice "I've got something to tell you"


School had ended and Tsuna was walking towards his front gate with Hayato as the others had parted ways with them earlier.

Tsuna had to hurry home to tell his mum he would be late for dinner before rushing off to Yamamoto's house, but he didn't have to because as he was about to open his front gate he was stopped by the calling of his name, "Tsuna!" the small brunette turned to face the familiar voice "Yamamoto!" he shouted back surprised to see him there "what are you doing here!?"Hayato asked/shouted before Tsuna could open his mouth again.

"I'm here to talk to you guys" he replied smoothly making his way over to the duo so he was standing about a meter away from the two. "About what?" Hayato hissed out, still pissed about the betrayal "about what you said this morning."

Tsuna and Hayato stared at Yamamoto, Tsuna thought he was there to say he wanted stop being friends while Hayato thought he wouldn't be able to bring up the topic again. "W-what about this morning?" Tsuna asked, breaking the silence, it was getting to him.

Yamamoto stared at the two, and they stared back, he took a deep breath mustering as much conviction into his voice as he could "I'm sorry," he took look at their shocked expressions and decided that they deserved an explanation to his sudden apology, "I talked to my dad when I got home and realised that I was the one to blame for everything that happened in the classroom."

He took another breath before continuing "I've realised that being a guardian has become more important to me that baseball! I really care about you guys, you're like family to me but my ignorance was making light of your feelings and I'm sorry about that, and I really hope you guys can accept me as a friend again."

Yamamoto finished facing the ground 'I shouldn't have added that last bit,' he thought to himself 'why would they accept me back as their friend?' He was then, of course, extremely shocked when he was pulled into a hug by Tsuna and given an awkward pat on the shoulder from Hayato.

"Of course we can be friends again; actually I don't think we ever stopped being friends, Takeshi." Takeshi's eyes widened at his first name escaping from Tsuna's lips and a smile grew on his face at the meaning of it. "I agree with Tsuna-sama baseball idiot, you're just over reacting" Hayato stated facing away from his two friends, the smile on Takeshi's face grew as he pulled Tsuna and Hayato into a hug "thanks guys, you have no idea how much our friendship means to me."

He pulled away because of Hayato's constant squirming and said to Tsuna with a small laugh "that is also my reason why I will go with you to Italy after middle school for advanced mafia training for two years!" The small boy stared at the taller one in complete and utter shock, "How did you know about that?!" he asked in a confused tone grabbing the sides of his head 'I didn't tell him that did I? No it wasn't me I haven't even asked him yet!'

Tsuna was brought out of his brooding by a swift kick to his head and a childlike voice "I told him." The kicked teen got up from his position on the floor while rubbing his head "re-reborn" he whined at his tutor "you'd better fell grateful Dame-Tsuna, I helped you with one, so you better hurry up with the rest!"Reborn ordered with a blank look on his face but a deadly aura "or would you like to do it with your dying will?" the baby asked with an evil glint in his eye and his famous green gun raised.

Tsuna's eyes widened before he ran into his house with his two friends behind him while shouting, "hiiiee no thanks I can do it alone!"

"Wait for me Tsuna-sama!"

"Yeah wait for me and Hayato Tsuna" Hayato glared at the use of his first name but let it pass, just for today.


2 ½ Done (Oops thanks conan-inuyasha)

4 To go


AN: Sorry if their out of character i just really wanted to write a nice father son scene i really enjoyed writing this so i hope you enjoyed reading it R&R plz XD