Chapter III: I'm cold…

Well, Takeshi, seems like you are going to sleep on the floor tonight, with that thought the teen bit into his French fry.

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Gokudera tossed and turned for a few hours trying to find a comfortable position in the bed. On the left side it was too hot, sprawled on his stomach with arms and legs everywhere was too cold and so on. Every minute was equal to one eternity for him. Every time he looked at the red numbers indicating the hour he saw the same number as the last three times. But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was the guilt he felt gnawing at him. But it was Yamamoto's fault! All he had to do was be a lesser pervert and leave Gokudera alone!!!

Yeah like u stopped him! A little annoying voice said into Gokudera's ear.

Shut up, conscious! I don't need you!!! The blond said to the voice angrily.

An eternity later [translation: two minutes later] Goku got up and, driven by a weird instinct, got dressed and left the room. He followed the sound of metal hitting leather. As soon as he reached his destination his stomach flopped uneasily. There stood the only person who has ever haunted his thoughts like that, sweaty and determined hitting balls with all his power.

"Yamamoto?" the Italian called in a low voice.

THUMP!

"Yamamoto." He called louder.

THUMP!

"YAMAMOTO!!" he almost yelled.

"Wha- OUCH!!" the darker boy cried out more in surprise than in pain as a ball hit him in the face, "Just a sec, Hayato!" Yamamoto said while running to the machine that was throwing baseball balls at the poor boy.

"All better!!" he said with a smile when he turned the 'Machine Of Doom' off.

"Baka! When were you going to come back!?"

"Worried?" Takeshi mocked.

"No way, baseball freak!" Gokudera defended himself even though the pink tinge on his porcelain skin said otherwise, "I just don't want to get punished over nothing because of you.! Now come on!" with that he turned on his heel and walked away.

Takeshi shrugged and followed the silver head.

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It was two in the fucking morning and neither Vongola could sleep. They were both on the edge on their side of the bed trying to block the images of the last nigh they spent together.

"Hayato?" the taller boy decided to break the silence. Goku's grunt was all the encouragement he needed to continue talking, "I'm cold."

"WHAT THE HELL, BASEBALL FREAK?! " Hayato jumped up and faced the other occupant of the room.

"I'm cold. Do something!" Takeshi whined.

"I'm not your frickin' mommy!" Goku scoffed and turned his back to Yama, who was shivering his ass off.

Soon, silver head fell asleep and started snoring lightly. Yamamoto used this to his advantage and snuggled close to him. All too soon sleep claimed him too.

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Ok I have a few things to say:

I am really, REALLY sorry that I haven't updated in so long but I had to change my computer and I had a problem with muse then I had to re-change my computer and this one has windows vista on it and it takes some getting used to.

I know that this chappie sucks ASS but I'm stuck with this story, I don't have ideas so if you have some plz tell me!!

If anyone knows if Hayato and Takeshi are Yama and Goku's first names or surnames please tell me cause I'm not sure.

Thank you guys so much for putting up with me!!

AND REVIEW SO I KNOW IF YOU STILL READ MY CRAP!!! XD

Luv and kisses,

Deliya