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Half Breed.

Chapter.04.

Chocolate eyes scanned over the tall boy, that was standing on his doorstep, the tall, slender figure was so familiar to him, and he recognised, almost immediately that it oozed awkwardness and unease, the usually calm boy, shifting from one leg to the other.

"Yamamoto-san?" he questioned again, still stunned that the school idol had had to the guts to come over to his house and visit him, though that thought sent his mind spinning; what if someone saw the baseball star here? - it would most definitely ruin his reputation. So acting on reflex, he reached out and graphed hold of the unsuspecting teen; dragging him in and quickly shutting the door after them.

"S-Sawada?" Takeshi stuttered, now completely on-guard and slightly defensive as his posture changed, which Tsunayoshi saw; those rumours that he had ignored at school, came back with a revenges - the raven-head, thinking the worst thinking the worst, until, that is, he registered the brunet's face, that included puff eyes and tear stained cheeks, and instantly relaxed.

"What were you thinking?" Tsunayoshi yelled, startling the taller boy, as the man at the end of the hallway watched the interaction intently, committing everything to memory and saving it for a much needed later "What if someone had seen you?. Do you have any idea how much trouble you'd be in?" he demanded. He knew what would happen, because it happened with everyone else that had even him the benefit of the doubt; they'd be shunned, and they'd be treated with the same distrust and hatred that he was.

Holding his hands up high, defensively, the baseball stay forced a laugh from his throat, while he looked rather sheepish "Now, now, no one saw me…" his voice trailed when he caught sight of the dark figure larking near the staircase "F-family?" he asked, pointing a suggestive finger in the assassins direction; and was filled with regret - that he didn't know, that he didn't know what the people who were in Tsunayoshi's life.

Catching of his line of sight and following it, the brunet sighed, running a hand through his hair as his earlier angry depleted; he just really couldn't stay mad for long, never had been able to, no matter how hard he tried "No." he breathed "just a trespasser" he added, to get the man back for everything he now had to think about. Though almost took it back when Reborn's obsidian eyes, told him through their amusement, that he'd get him for that later.

"Yamamoto-san, not to sound rube, but why are you here?" he asked; he and Takeshi hadn't had much contact over the years, and if he had his way it would stay that way; he didn't want to get the idol into trouble, not after everything he's been through.

The baseball star raised a questioning brow, his hazel orbs following the man's outline, and after demeaning him safe, turned back to the brunet, where he pulled out a cell-phone from his pocket, and then looked down to Tsunayoshi's face, who looked startled by the sudden appearance of the device "Right." he said, remembering exactly what he came here for "I wanted to apologise for my team's behaviour" he bowed. And he was sorry, more then he could possibly say; he didn't know that his team had gone after to Tsunayoshi, and had only found out after they had started bragging about it in practice.

"My-my - how did you -" the brunet was completely stunned, as it was gently thrust into his hand; he never thought he was going to see this cell-phone again, and all the worries he had had about getting it back were starting to disappear.

"I lied my way into getting it back" Takeshi shrugged, interrupting the stuttering and enjoying Tsunayoshi's new expression as his sight was locked onto the orange mobile. It honestly didn't take much for the taller teen to get it back; he didn't lie often, and everyone else thought that he was too idiotic to be able to, so when he told his team-mates that he wanted to take the phone to where it really belonged, no one had much to say.

The brunet's legs buckled and he was sent to the floor beneath him, holding the device against his beating heart "Thank goodness" he muttered; he had been seriously worried about the repercussions, that would come if he didn't have it, if he didn't pick up when they called.

"A-are you alright?" the baseball stay asked, knelling down in front of Tsunayoshi, his calloused hand supporting his classmate's shoulder; he never thought that the he would have seen someone so relieved over a missing phone being found; it might have been hard for Tsunayoshi to buy a new one, considering his situation, but he was acting like he had just found out that someone terribly ill had just been cured.

Sawada looked up gratefully, though before his thanks could exit his mouth, his heartbeat jumped into his throat; stopping his voice from escaping as his chocolate eyes started to burn with a familiar feeling; a fiery amber dying his iris'. And when he couldn't turn away from Yamamoto's gaze, did he start to panic; he was going to see him change.

Fear weighed on his chest, as he felt his fangs against his lip; his mind in a frenzy of what he should do, as he couldn't understand what was going on; he hadn't activated his blood, so his nature shouldn't be showing through now. He had deliberately avoided Yamamoto in order to prevent this, hadn't that changed anything? - were they're feelings still the same?.

Yamamoto stared wide-eyed, and he honestly didn't know how to react ; he had heard some of the cruel things being said about Sawada and his freaky eyes and abilities, and had tried to ignore it for the most part; he respected this boy, more then he could put into words and more then people would believe, but he was starting to think half of what they had meant.

Though as a pain shot up his arm, and he winced, his thought process was curt and he had to tear his vision off of Tsunayoshi, ignoring the after image that followed, and shuddered; it felt like his skin was on fire - it was aching and burning, it was worse then any fever he had ever had after standing out in the rain too long, it was far worse. And just when he was about to release his grip on the brunet, to examine his arm, to see what was wrong; he was stopped when a commanding voice froze him in place.

"Don't move!" Reborn yelled, running to their side while Takeshi shot him a questioning look, as he continued "once the process started, it has to finish" it would be dangerous if their touch ended; dangerous for both of them, and besides, what was about to happen, needed to happen.

Tsunayoshi gritted his teeth, falling against the hall behind him, when he could no longer hold himself up; sweat prickling the surface of his skin as his body started to grow numb and sluggish "Reborn, get him off of me!" he screamed, his back aching from the wall as he tried, desperately to shrug the idol away.

Takeshi flinched at the tone that met his buzzing ears, but tried to push his pain away as he turned to the man, calmly "Tell me what's happening he asked, exhaustion biting at his body; his muscles protesting the unknown force as he tried, tried to hold still. He took Tsunayoshi's protest into account, but something was telling him to listen to this man.

Reborn was impressed at the teen's composure "You blood's reacting to one another -"

Tsunayoshi was horrified as he heard those words coming out of that mouth; not again, this couldn't be happening again "Shut up!" he shouted, his energy running dry, and his heartbeat slowing; this wasn't good "he's human!. You know our laws!. I don't care who you think he is, your wrong!"

Reborn smirked "I don't think anything, I know. And as it happens, so do you" he added thoughtfully as he hummed; his charge really was interesting, but he feared that the boy knew far too much, too soon, though he also pondered if this had happened before "but I wonder, how would you know about this?. You've been in this world for such a long time, you should never have been taught such things"

Tsunayoshi's face twisted as memories, he had long since buried, resurfaced. Those painful, painful memories, he wished he could forget "Shut up, Reborn!" Please, don't say anymore.

The man looked at the brunet emotionlessly; that had hit a nerve "How much do you remember?, how much, I wonder" he said in a monotone, and although he knew Tsunayoshi would hate him for it late, he was purposefully hurting the kid, hoping that it would make him unconscious fasted, so that the contract could be made without the drama; whether Tsunayoshi liked it or not- Reborn was doing this for his own good.

"It's none of you damn business, it's nobody's business!" Sawada shouted, while Yamamoto quietly listened to the conversation "you can't make him or me, do this, it'll ruin his life!" his words weakening after each and every single word that was spat, as his consciousness faded.

"But you have no choice in the matter, you should have realised by now - who you are." Reborn's voice echoed in his ears, as he succumb to the darkness and his eyes closed, his entire body went limp and his struggles stopped as all was left was the sound of breaths.

"Yamamoto, was it?" Reborn asked, turning to the taller teen, and instantly earned his attention "I think we need to talk"

A/N -

This was a little shorter then it should have been; I was just having problems stretching it any longer, the next chapter should be better though.

And I hope that makes it up.

Though I'm sorry I don't have move time for much of a comment; I'm really pushing myself to get this out. I'll say just one word, and you need to burn it in to your memory, for the rest of your life!...

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Popcorn!

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