Ball 6:
The Rain's Message

Tsena was in a pickle. A very rotten and very bad pickle. Just how in the world was she expected to explain this? She sighed, cradling her injured arm to her chest. This was the reason why she wore gloves, why she didn't let many people touch her, this was the exact reason right here. But she didn't have time to freak out about that right now. Well, the turquoise-head supposed she didn't have much of a choice. She'd have to tell him. Tsena would have to tell Yamamoto the truth about herself and her past.

'But… what if he rejects me?' A strong cold wind stirred around her, ruffling her hair and causing a shiver to run down her back. But honestly, was she shivering because of the wind? With a heavy heart, Tsena slowly shuffled out the nurse's office to find her best friend…

And the moment she found him, her heart shattered into a million pieces.

As Tsena watched with wide eyes, she inhaled sharply, feeling the stinging behind her eyes and wishing they would disappear. Her emotions, she wish she could just cast them aside, lock them up so they didn't hurt her. So this didn't hurt her.

How could he…?


"Tsena, please! Wait!" The girl ignored his shouting, running as fast and as hard as she could. No, she wouldn't give him time to explain, no she didn't want to know, no she just wanted to be alone. No, this wasn't worth it! As she ran, she ignored the cold sensation of the rain as it fell, ignored how her tears mixed with it as they fell down her face.

Closing her eyes, she saw it. She saw them. Her arms around his neck, her body flushed against his, their eyes close, his hands on her waist, their lips pressed firmly together. Why? Why did this hurt so much? Why was he toying with her? Why was she standing it? No, she couldn't stand it and she refused to. She didn't like her feelings being toyed with and she'd be damned if she let him toy with her any longer.

"Go away, Yamamoto! I never want to see you again!" Tsena made sure Yamamoto couldn't catch up to her, she pushed whatever she could down behind her, taking sharp turns and cut across yards just to throw him off. She knew, after all, that he could easily catch her. She ran to a corner and without looking, ran across the crosswalk. She failed to notice that the light to cross was red and that there was a car coming right for her. As luck would have it, she slipped on the sleeked ground and fell to her knees. Unable to move, unable to feel anything, Tsena just watched as the headlights of the car got closer and closer on the ground, clenching her hands and waiting for the pain.

She felt arms around her as she was lifted off her knees, rolling until she and whoever was holding her were on the other side of the crosswalk. She sat up, straddling whoever was under her, and blinked. Bright green eyes stared back at her as she tiled her head. "Goku… dera?" She mumbled as the gray-head managed a small awkward smile. He sat up as Tsena got off, climbing to his feet and holding his hand out for her. The turquoise-head took it and Gokudera easily helped her to her feet, before caging her against his body.

Tsena looked up to see him sending a wicked glare. Following the gaze, she felt her heart stop when her eyes saw who he was glaring at. Yamamoto had the saddest look Tsena had ever seen on his face. The mere sight of it made Tsena want to cry even more.


Gokudera watched as Tsena slowly sipped her tea, waiting with cross arms for an explanation. The two were in a small café, Tsena refusing to look at him as she glanced around. The gray-head sighed softly, his patience running thin.

"So, you like the baseball idiot, right?" He asked bluntly, watching as Tsena choked on her drink.

"W-What? No! I-I mean, yeah, he's my best friend, but I don't like him…" Tsena trailed off as Gokudera gave her a look.

"I just said 'like'. If the first thing you thought of was liking him, than yeah, you like him." Tsena fought down the blush at being caught. She sipped her drink slowly, trying to think of a reply. When nothing came to mind, she just sighed.

"Is it really that obvious?" She grumbled quietly, staring down at her tea.

"You just admitted it, so yeah." Tsena twitched.

"You… You tricked me!" She exclaimed quietly, pointing an accusing finger at the bomber, "That's mean, you shouldn't do that!"

"Don't sound like a kid about it," Gokudera scoffed as Tsena glared at him. "… You should know, everyone's talking about the rooftop incident." Tsena's glare died as a blush touched her cheeks.

"Y-You mean…"

"Yeah." Tsena turned even more red, feeling at a loss of words and unsure how to react. Should she deny it? But what if Yamamoto was hurt? Wait, but doesn't he like Aiko? But…

"He kissed me..."

Gokudera sighed, "He likes you, too. Why else would he kiss you?" Tsena didn't answer. Instead, she stared down at her tea, her mind a blur of different thoughts. The gray-head stood up and said his farewells before leaving. Tsena barely noticed.


Tsena had to wonder how this happened to her. One minute she was walking home, the next, a crying Lambo came out of nowhere with his bazooka in hand and somehow managed to knock into Tsena. Before she knew it, the bazooka was falling over her head and there was a loud BOOM!

The turquoise-head blinked her eyes, staring at the male across from her. He looked familiar, with his spiky black hair and tanned face, the only flaw being the scar on his chin. He was wearing a nice black yukata with pale white flower imprints and a blue sash around his waist, and as Tsena stared at the man curiously and slightly awed, he turned his head and stared at her.

Honey-golden eyes… Oh gosh, she would.

"Ya-Yamamoto?" She stuttered out, not believing this dashingly handsome man in front of her was the same dorky loser she was so used to seeing.

"Hm?" Yamamoto blinked his eyes, taking in her appearance, "Well, you're not my sweet dove…" Tsena's face turned bright red as he said this, examining her with his head tilted (cutely) to the side, "Well, you are but my Tsena wouldn't call me Yamamoto." He broke out in a grin, as if what he said was a perfectly normal answer.

"W-What?" Tsena jumped to her feet, nearly knocking over the small table between the two. Yamamoto watched her reaction with amusement in his eyes, chuckling quietly as Tsena quickly fell to her knees to straighten the table. Hearing the noise he made, her face glowed even more with color as she looked to her right, distracting herself. Tsena noticed that the two were in an old-styled Japanese room, the door open to reveal a bamboo garden of some sort. "W-Where am I…?"

"I'm guessing, since you look the same as you did ten years ago, Lambo used the 10-Year-Bazooka on you."

"O-Oh…" Tsena folded her legs under her and sat back on her calves, staring at her lap. Well, this wasn't awkward. Even without looking at him, Tsena knew Yamamoto was watching her. She could feel his eyes on her, taking in her shivering pale body, her wet clothes sticking to her petite figure, before noticing her broken arm. Something clicked in his mind, causing his eyes to widen slightly in realization as his mouth opened to a small 'O'.

"Haha…" He scratched the back of his head, remembering perfectly what happened those days. "To be young and naïve again."

"Hm?" Tsena looked up at him, seeing the male's eyes on her arm. Tsena grimaced slightly and held her arm protectively to her chest.

"I know." Was all he said. Tsena's heard skipped a beat as she slowly lowered her hand, staring at her broken arm. She remembered clearly the pain that shot through her when Yamamoto's lips touched hers, causing her to shriek and pull away. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy the kiss – it was the opposite, she actually yearned for another one from her crush – but he didn't know just how bad skin contact was when it came to his best friend. Before she knew it, Tsena was spilling her guts to her ten-year-older-version of her best friend, about how her Yamamoto started acting weird, how Aiko came between the two friends, how he saved her from those upper classmates, and everything. She was telling it as if Yamamoto didn't know but he didn't complain. The raven-head nodded his head and listened without interrupting.

"So yeah, you're an idiot," Tsena finished off, pouting and refusing to cry. Sure, she felt the tears prickling at the corner of her eyes, but for some reason they didn't fall. Yes, she felt betrayed, hurt, and utterly alone, but that didn't seem to be enough, even though she was telling everything to him, to the one who made her feel so strange in her own body. Even if he was ten-years-older, he was still Yamamoto, right?

"You know, it was never my intention of hurting you," Yamamoto mumbled sincerely, his eyes meeting hers. Tsena's heart jumped as he said this, the look in his eyes nearly causing her to cry. She bit her lip though and managed to smile awkwardly at him, giving no reply.


Yamamoto didn't know why she looked so familiar, or why he did it, but he found himself following this strange woman.

It started when a bright pink puff of smoke caught his attention, and when it cleared, this young lady with short scruffy sea-foam hair, long bangs framing her face, was there, her matching eyes showing their confusion. She hummed, folding her arms into the sleeves of her pale white yukata, the edges a faded green color with a dark green sash around her middle.

The raven-head had to stare, wondering why she seemed so familiar. And as the woman turned her green eyes to him, a smirk lit up her pale face. Confused and allured by it, he watched as the woman slowly walked away from him, her eyes still meeting his. His feet acted on their own, curving around corners and weeding through crowds. It was when after she jumped the fence to Namimori's public pool that there was another puff of pink smoke. Yamamoto quickly hopped the fence, in time for his honey gaze to meet pale green ones.

Tsena's eyes met Yamamoto's, confused and wondering why she was falling. It was when her body splashed into water that her mind went into haywires. Water, oh how she hated it. Tsena screamed, even though it was stupid, panicking as she struggled to reach for the surface. Water, it reminded her of back then. Those test tubes and that large tank they shoved and stuffed her in, their experiments, their needles, the liquid, all the water that surrounded her.

She felt like she was choking, suffocating, but as suddenly as she felt it, it was gone. In its place was warmth and a beating heart. Yamamoto sat back beside the pool, holding a panicking Tsena against his chest. He watched as Tsena's breath came out in fast and short pants, her eyes wide with terror, her body shaking as her fists clenched his shirt tightly and her teeth chattered. He frowned. Never before has he ever seen his best friend so terrorized.

"Hey, c'mon, Tsena, it's okay," he whispered softly in her ear, brushing her hair and running his fingers through it, trying to sooth the poor girl. It took awhile, but slowly, Tsena's trembling stilled to where only here hands were shaking. Gently, Yamamoto stood up, bringing the girl up with him. Tsena's one good arm wrapped around his neck, her face in his chest as she refused to look at him, but Yamamoto didn't mind. He chuckled softly and ran his fingers through her hair. Even through the rain and pool water, Yamamoto could see the tears in her eyes.

He knew his best friend had a tendency to hide how she really felt, especially when she wanted to cry or show any sort of "weakness", as she called it. He kneeled down and, for the second time that week, scooped Tsena up in his arms. Tsena shifted in them, staring at her chest with a childish pout on her face. He was mildly surprised when Tsena's hand reached for his hair and ran through it, her head against his chest, ear to his heart.

It was silent as Yamamoto carried Tsena, but he didn't mind. He enjoyed the feeling of his slightly rapid heartbeat, knowing it was because of her, her cheek rubbing against his chest every so often, how her hands fiddled nervously in his hair, all of it. He enjoyed the feeling of Tsena's body against his and her fingers in his hair, how nervous she seemed and embarrassed at the same time, wishing it could always be like this. Quiet and peaceful with no hurt, no anger, no sorrow, just him and Tsena. The sun was already setting when he reached his house and Tsena's teeth were chattering again from how cold it was.

"Oyaji, I'm home~" He called as he entered, setting Tsena down beside him. He was mildly confused when there was no answer, before snapping his fingers, "Oh, that's right, he's out for tonight." The raven-head turned to Tsena, frowning when he noticed how much paler she has gotten. He opened his mouth to suggest something when the sound of Tsena's stomach grumbling loudly cut him off.

"…" Tsena lowered her head, crossing her arms over her stomach and looking away. That was embarrassing… Beside her, Yamamoto laughed.

"Alright, how 'bout I cook us something to eat while you take a shower?" He grinned, heading to the kitchen. His heart jumped unconsciously when Tsena's hand reached out and grabbed the back of his shirt. He looked back, seeing her looking down and biting her lips. His grin fell to a soft smile before he chuckled quietly, "Or… I can make something and you can watch?" The girl slowly nodded her head and Yamamoto chuckled again, walking to the kitchen with Tsena following, her hand still gripping his shirt.

Tsena finally let go of Yamamoto, pulling herself up to sit on the table. She watched as Yamamoto washed his hands and prepared the sushi, cutting them evenly and almost gracefully. She watched as he did what he did so many times before, a smile on his tanned face with his eyes shining happily. He really loved making sushi, just like how he loved baseball, and, part of Tsena hoped, her. That thought made her blush and look away from him. Did… did she just think that?

"My good luck charm's going sour."

"Ahaha, 'cause you're so fun to embarrass!"

"Why don't you ever call me 'Takeshi', Tsena?"

"I love you, too, no worries."

All his playful teasing, his sly looks, his smile… what would Tsena do without them? What would she be without him, without Yamamoto, without Takeshi…? She knew the answer: she'd be Nesta, Tsena would revert to her old self, the side of her that liked to fight, that felt nothing but pain, a side that Yamamoto helped her through. She hated how lonely it was when Yamamoto wasn't around, she hated how forgotten she felt when Yamamoto was with Aiko, she hated how cold she felt without his warmth.

Yamamoto glanced at Tsena from time to time, seeing the soft frown on her face. He frowned, too, before looking at the bowl of water beside him. He smirked and picked it up, dumping it over her head. Tsena gasped loudly at the cold water and glared daggers at Yamamoto, who was laughing.

"Ahahaha, sorry, sorry~ You just looked so distracted, I had to~" Yamamoto teased, that sly smirk on his face. Tsena nodded her head to herself, biting her lips as she tried to think of payback. She dropped down to her feet, walking over to Yamamoto's sink. The boy was still laughing, which make him all the more of an easy target. Tsena smirked as she turned the water on, grabbing the water hoes of his sink and spraying the boy. It was the raven-head's turn to gasp as the water hit his face, catching him off guard. Tsena laughed as she turned the water off, smirking.

"Payback is awesome, ne?" She smiled innocently, unaware of Yamamoto's evil smirk.

"You better apologize."

"Make me." That's what Yamamoto was about to do. With ease, he lifted the girl and threw her over his shoulder, ignoring Tsena's protest and her arm beating playfully against his back.

"Take it back yet?" He laughed along with the turquoise-head, who said she didn't. He kicked open his bathroom door, stepping into his bathtub and turning the water on. He grabbed the shower head and blasted it over Tsena. She struggled against it, leaning against the wall before she managed to steal the shower head and used it against Yamamoto. In the first time than what seemed like forever, the two friends were laughing and giggled like they used to, before Aiko came in their lives, before Yamamoto kissed Tsena, before everything changed.

Their childishness stopped once the two were completely soaked and tired, their chests heaving from all their laughter, their breaths slightly labored. The two sat down in the bathtub, Tsena's feet against the rim of the bath with her knees to her chest and Yamamoto beside her, his legs kicked up on the rim with his arms behind his neck. It was silent, each in their own world, but neither complaining.

The silence was broken though when Yamamoto chuckled. He stood up and stretched out his stiff muscles, resisting the urge to shiver. "Ne, Tsena, why don't you take a shower now and I'll finish up cooking?" He suggested for the second time that day, and smiled when Tsena nodded her head. He ruffled her head before getting out of the bathroom. Tsena watched him go, lifting a hand to touch the top of her head. Fighting down the blush, she got up and out of the bathtub, turning it on and adjusting it to the right temperature. She shifted through the cabinet above the toilet, looking for the scented bubbles for the bath and picking out one by random.

Not even five minutes resting in the bath did the door open.

Yamamoto felt like dying. He wasn't even processing going into the bathroom, honestly! He wasn't trying to pull anything funny! He just… opened the door! He nearly dropped the towel and clothes in his hand as his heart skipped a beat. Tsena was resting back in the tub, her arms draped over the rims of the tub with her head resting against her good fist, eyes closed as her body relaxed. Her eyes were closed, but when she heard the door open, her eyes slowly opened to meet his. All he could do was stare, stare into her eyes and try not to look anywhere else. Well, thank God bubbles covered the surface of the tub.

"Hm? Oh, hey, Yama…" Yamamoto was a bit surprised at the relaxation in her voice. Though, he could tell something was off about her. In fact, her red face and the fact that she was biting her lip gave her away. She shifted a bit uncomfortably, not looking at him anymore as she slowly sat up. His eyes followed the water as it slowly fell away, revealing her neck, the smooth skin of her shoulders, his eyes trailing down one arm before they stopped at the awkward twist at the elbow. He frowned. That's right… Tsena's arm was broken.

"… Need help washing off?" He mumbled, looking away and resting the things in his arm on the sink counter. Tsena quietly hummed, nodding her head. He scratched the back of his head, wondering if he should really be doing this. After all, the two were on awkward terms and she was… well, a girl. Yamamoto was brainless, but he wasn't (that) stupid.

Still, though, the boy felt somehow responsible for her broken arm. After all, after the fall from yesterday, he found that his arm had miraculously healed, but Tsena's one was, somehow, broken. Yamamoto knew that was wrong, his arm shouldn't have healed over night and how could Tsena had broken her arms when she was in his? He slowly walked over to the girl, sitting behind her on the bathtub's rim. Slowly, he ran his fingers lightly up back, enjoying her soft skill and loving how she shivered under his touch. Despite the intimacy of it, Tsena didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned back and seemed to enjoy it. He smiled softly, trailing his fingers up her back, around her neck, and down her shoulder. He stopped at her broken elbow, though, frowning softly.

"How…?" He mumbled softly, wanting to know. Tsena tensed under his fingers, pulling her knees to her chest and looking the other way.

"… Can I tell you later…?" She spoke it so quietly and softly, Yamamoto almost winced at the vulnerability in her voice. More on instincts than anything else, he leaned down and softly pressed his lips to her exposed neck. Tsena tensed even more.

"Tell me when you're ready. I'll wait forever if I have to."

The boy was slightly surprised to see Tsena's shoulders drop as the tension went away. He smiled, though, happy Tsena believed him. And he meant it, too. He'd wait forever and a day for Tsena.


Tsena wasn't sure how much more she could take. How did he expect her to stay hidden in his closest as he shared such an intimate moment with her? She couldn't even see his face from where she sat, but she knew he was enjoying it. After all, who wouldn't? Yamamoto was on his back on his elbows, his legs apart with Aiko in between them. She giggled, leaning forward and resting her hand on his chest, leaning closer to his face. Tsena couldn't stand it, she looked away.

She blocked out the sounds, not wanting to hear it, and waited. Tsena didn't know what she was waiting for, but she had two choices: go out and make herself know or stay put and just ignore it. Ignore and pretend it didn't matter, ignore the pain, ignore the hurt, ignore how much her heart attached. And that she did. She ignored everything that happened outside the closet, staying in the darkest corner and curling up in a ball.

'… Screw it.' She closed her eyes, sighing. It hurt too much to feel anything else. Time seemed to stop until the door opened. She didn't even look at him, and was too mentally and emotionally drained to even move. Yamamoto noticed and frowned. He didn't mean to shove Tsena in a closet; he didn't even know Aiko was coming over! He frowned at the state of his friend, gently picking her up and placing her on his bed. Tsena just rolled over and closed her eyes.

The raven-head's frown deepened as his friend fell asleep. It finally clicked. He caused Tsena so much pain and grief because of his stupidity and curiosity.


Tsena didn't know why, but it was too hot. With a groan, she attempted to roll over but couldn't. Something was around her, keeping her still. Groggily, she opened her eyes and looked down. Her face turned bright red. Yamamoto was fast asleep on her, his arms around her with his head against her stomach and his body curled around her.

"What the hell, Yama?" She yelled quietly, face burning in embarrassment. Yamamoto stirred slightly and mumbled something, cuddling closer to Tsena and nuzzling her stomach. If possible, Tsena's face burned even more. "D-Dammit, Yama! I-I don't know what you're up to bu-but let go!" She wiggled in his arms and grumbled threats under her breath until finally, he woke up.

"Nngh… Five more minutes…" Yamamoto sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and looking at Tsena.

"Off." Tsena tried to glare at him, but couldn't. Yamamoto raised an eyebrow before he got on his hands and knees. The turquoise-head was about to sigh in relief when her breath caught in her throat. Yamamoto placed his hands beside her neck, his knee between her legs and pinned her to the bed. Tsena's face, if possible, turned even redder. "W-What -!" The raven-head cut her off by pressing his lips to hers. Tsena's heart jumped at the contact and she almost instantly kissed him back. Instead, she bit his tongue when she felt it licking at her lips.

'What the hell is your problem?' She wanted to ask, trying to muster a glare. Yamamoto frowned at her, his eyes sad. Tsena turned her head, hating that look. The boy sighed, leaning down and planting kisses on her cheek, leading to her ear.

"Tsena…" He whispered softly, nibbling on her ear. Tsena bit back the small whimper threatening to come out. Gosh, why did he have to sound so sexy?

"Y-Yamamoto…?" Tsena cursed herself for stuttering.

"Takeshi," he corrected, biting her shoulder. Tsena choked on the moan threatening to come out, "Call me Takeshi, like you did before." Tsena's mind was going hazy and her body seemed too sensitive to every little thing he did.

"W-Wha..?" Tsena's hand clenched the sheets when Yamamoto bit her neck again, resting on his lower arm as his free hand wandered her body. He noticed how her hand gripped desperately at his sheets because he sat back and grabbed her good hand, resting it behind his head.

"Show me off I make you feel," He mumbled, his usually bright honey eyes seeming a dark chocolate color. "Don't hold back," he breathed against her ear, sending chills down her spine. And for a moment, Tsena did as he said. She arched her back against him when he nibbled on her ear, trailing kisses down to her neck and nuzzling there. She groaned and ran her fingers through his silky hair, pulling it slightly and causing him to gasp. Yamamoto looked into her eyes, seeing the usual dull color was dark as well. Tsena leaned up and kissed his lips passionately, her mind going blank.

Yamamoto eagerly returned the kiss, pressing his lips firmly against hers and making her head touch the pillow there. His mouth opened and his tongue touched her lips, asking for entrance. With a soft sigh, Tsena opened her mouth and let his tongue in. The muscle explored the inside of her mouth, before meeting hers. Their tongues twisted and turned, sending pleasure down Tsena's spine and causing her to groan at the sensation Yamamoto gave her. The raven-head was the first to pull back, overjoyed when Tsena leaned up and wanted more. Her tongue ran across his lips and he parted them, letting his tongue touch hers before pressing their lips together again.

"Takeshi…" She whispered, eyes closed as the boy shifted above her, breaking the kiss. This time, Yamamoto shivered. How his name sounded so heavenly when rolled off her lips.

"Again," he nearly growled, his knee accidently brushing against her core. Tsena gasped his name in pleasure, arching her back. Yamamoto groaned himself, loving how Tsena seemed so breathless while saying his name. It was turning him on. The more they moved, the less innocent their actions became. Tsena pulled him in for another kiss, her hand slowly outlining his body and running up under his shirt, her fingers teasing his muscles and abs. Yamamoto shivered, grinding his pelvis into hers and causing them both to moan.

But reality came to play when Yamamoto accidently knocked into Tsena's broken arm. She yelped in pain, sitting up swiftly and bumping heads with Yamamoto. He groaned and leaned back, rubbing his forehead. The jolt of pain brought Tsena to her sense. Her face turned red as she quickly shoved Yamamoto off her. The raven-head groaned again, so close, yet so far.

"Why…?" He mumbled, rolling over onto his back beside her and resting a hand on his forehead. "Why won't you just let me show you how much I care for you…?"

"Because it's not sincere," Tsena answered in a whisper, sitting up and turning her back to him. Yamamoto blinked his eyes at her answer, sitting up and looking at her back.

"W-What?"

"I saw you kiss Aiko! And you even left me to hang out with her! Do you have any idea how it feels like to watch your one and only friend leave you for someone else?" Tsena bit her bottom lip, her heart doing flips. Her head told her to be quiet, but her mouth wouldn't listen. And soon, everything she told his 10-year-older self she was telling his present self, but unlike the older, she couldn't even look at him. The tears stung her eyes as they threatened to fall, but she refused to. No, she didn't want to cry in front of him, to show just how much he really hurt her and how much she needed him. Her voice was cracking as the tears threatened to tear. Why was it so much harder to tell him how she felt and what was on his mind?

Yamamoto listened with wide eyes. He didn't know Tsena would react so… so harshly to what he did. He didn't know he was her only friend, and didn't know she would feel so much pain as he walked out with Aiko. Gosh, he was stupid.

"I… I didn't mean to hurt you." He didn't know how to comfort her, "I didn't know you counted on me so much… I… I wanted to try something out…"

"Yeah? So, what, I was the puppet?" Tsena clenched the bed sheets tightly in her hand, closing her eyes to fight the tears and biting her lip to stop it from cracking.

"…" Yamamoto sighed, sitting up and crawling over to Tsena. He wrapped her arms around her middle, pulling her back to his chest and resting his head against hers. "I… think I was jealous when I saw you with Hibari-san…" He admitted, feeling Tsena tense in his arms. "When I saw you in his arms, I couldn't help but to storm over there and take you back. But… I thought it was only because we were best friends that I was so protective, so… when Aiko wanted to hang out, I wanted to test something…"

"Test something…?"

"Mm-hmm…" Yamamoto nodded his head, "I wanted to see if… I cared for her like I did for you." If possible, Tsena's body became even more tense. She growled softly and started to thrash around in his arms.

"Let me go, you pig! God, you make me so angry…!"

"I don't mean it like that!" Yamamoto's arms tightened around her. "I mean… Maa, how do I explain this…? No matter what Aiko did or said, I still only wanted you." Tsena froze. "Every little thing she did annoyed me 'cause it was what you would do, and she wasn't you. When I kissed you for the first time, there were sparks. I wanted to kiss you over and over again, wanted to keep you close and away from everyone else." Tsena's face turned bright red at this, "And when I kissed Aiko… There wasn't anything there. It was just… bland." Yamamoto made a face, shaking his head.

"… So you used Aiko…? You compared us?" Tsena's voice was even, no hint of anger, but no joy either. Yamamoto flinched. He didn't know what to say.

"… I'm sorry." It was the first thing that came to mind. "I'm sorry for hurting you, Tsena. I didn't mean to. I really didn't. I… I just want you and only you…" Tsena lowered her head and Yamamoto was afraid she would reject him. But he knew better as he watched her. Her hands raised to eyes, angrily brushing her tears away.

"Gosh, why won't they stop...?" She asked herself, trying to keep her voice even. Yamamoto frowned, raising a hand to run through the hair beside her face.

"Hey, when you want to cry, just cry." Tsena inhaled sharply. "Until your tears are gone, it's okay to cry... It's okay not to pretend to be strong, because we'll become stronger together..." Tsena bit her bottom lip harder, breaking the skin and tasting blood. Gosh, his words...! She couldn't help it, she broke out in tears. Yamamoto smiled as he watched, glad to know she was finally letting her emotions out instead of penting them up. He held her tightly and nuzzled her neck, planting soft kisses and murmuring comforting words in her ear. Finally, as the minutes rolled by, Tsena's crying stopped to sniffling as she rubbed her eyes, pouting.

"Y-You bastard, I-I can't believe you ju-just made me cry..."

Yamamoto chuckled, kissing her cheek, "I'm sorry, but the sometimes, people just need to cry... The hardship's the same with everyone, so it's okay to cry." After a few silent minutes ticked by, Tsena turned her head stubbornly to the side, her bottom lip jutted out.

"Don't ever do something so stupid again, Yama-kun…"

A large grin spread across the boy's cheeks. "Ahahaha, I promise~" With that, he gently pulled Tsena down to the bed, nuzzling his nose against her back. Tsena carefully rolled over in his arms to face him, burying her head in his chest. She felt the chuckle more than heard it as she blushed.

"Don't ever leave me alone again, Takeshi..."

"Whenver you want to meet, just close your eyes," He whispered in her ear, his nose rubbing against the side of her head, "I'll always be there with you, even if we don't see each other..." With those thoughts in mind, Tsena drifted off into a peaceful sleep.


Yamamoto woke with a jump the next morning. Tsena was gone! Well, she wasn't in his room, anyway. He rubbed the back of his head, smelling something weird. Was… was something burning? He hurriedly got out of bed and ran down his stairs and into his kitchen. He stopped in his steps when he saw Tsena struggling at the stove. She was grumbling things under her breath, frying pan out and broken egg shells to the side of her.

With a chuckle, he walked up behind her, "What're you doing?"

"Eep!" Tsena jumped, eyes going wide and she turned to look at him. "Gosh, Yama-kun, don't do that!" He wanted to frown at her not using his first name, but instead opted to poke fun at her.

"What'cha doooing~?" He asked, looking over her shoulder. Tsena's face turning bright red as she turned her back to him, her shoulder's squared as she stared at the frying pan.

"… Trying to cook you breakfast." That answer caught him off guard. He was touched at the idea, though, and couldn't help the chuckle that left his lips. It was a cute idea.

"Trying, huh?" Tsena's face turned even more red.

"It's the thought that counts," she defended herself, trying to glare at him. Her red face and pout didn't make her look at all intimidating.

He grinned at her, reaching out for the pan and spatula while trapping her between his body and the stove. "How 'bout I help? Hmm~?" He whispered in her head, loving how her face turned even redder.

"S-Sure…" He grinned and nuzzled her neck. Gosh, why can't all days start like this?


LOL WELL THIS FAILED! - A - Uhh... It was supposed to be better but... my brain sorta died ._.; OH THANK YOU AKI-CHAN FOR THE DERA/TSENA PART 8'D ITS SO OOC, I LOVE IT! And I'll add Nekojiji in later o A o I swear 8'D Jus... not right now ._.; *fried brain*

Tek-Tek was suffering from brain damage from some personal stuff 8'D So this was, uhh... late? Gosh, I cant believe you people like this crap o_o; Enjoy more crap 8'D I think I'ma re-edit this when I get the chance *cuzIrllywantedtopostsomething* /shot

Where was Gokudera last chapter? Gokudera was with Tsena - not there 8'D Har har~ Where were they? idk 8'D Ask the people who made the manga /shot WHERE WAS DERA WHEN YAMA WAS GONNA COMMIT SUICIDE IN THE MANGA, I ASK THEE! HE WAS SMOKING, I BET YOU! SO WHO CARES WHERE HE IS! /shot I kid 8'D

*insert replies to all your reviews here* /so not lazy 8'D... I'll answer you all tomorrow, I swear~ *heart* BUT THANK YOU ALL FOR ENJOYING MY CRAP 8'D I'M GLAD YOU ALL LIKE MY CRAP SO MUCH! GOSH ITS HOLY CRAP! LOL *inside joke* /murdered

*EDIT FEW DAYS LATER*
THE TYPOS! SO MANY TYPOS! AND YOU PEOPLE LIKE THIS? I CANT BELIEVE YOU ALL! ... Actually, I dont mind, cuz this crap is funny and humorous and cute to write 8'D

Miss Tigger: 8'D I DONT MIND, AS IVE TOLD YOU BEFORE~ We need more clueless flirt Yama! U:
KhAeL: 8'D I'm glad you love my crap - I mean crack 8'D Remember, kiddies, crack is good for you~ You'll grow up bein jus like Tek-Tek~ *heart* More or less, one of my OCs'll be a Mary-Sue 8'D *I think I know who, too* but oh well 8'D LOL
Miss Tigger: I SHALL UPDATE WHEN I CAN! *sooo knows you didnt mean for next Chapter* 8'D
Squalohaifisch: 8'D Hibari's nice - specially paired with Yamakinz i meanwut - but I heart Yama over Hibari 8'D No worries, Hibari gets specially fluff, too imeanwut SPOILER
MikaUchiha666: 8'D YAY THANK YOU FOR LOVING THIS STORY! *heart*
Aki-chan: 8'D I make Yama such an $$hole, dont I 8'D And he doesnt even try to be~ *heart* LOL XD I am not mean D: It's cuz make-up sex is the best kind of sex - imean cuz I can I: *LOL NO ONE READ THAT* BEL PLUSHEH! I CAN NEVER HAVE TOO MANY OF THESE THINGS! 8'DD *heaaart* OMG IKR! I love TYL!Yama x3 I love him in a yukata, too 8'D LOL Yama is 8'D Gotta love him *heart* And it's cuz Dera is Stupidera - I mean Jerkadera - I mean cuz he'd be OOC and we dont want that 8'D LOL NOOO I DONT SUPPORT B59! *lies, I do* imean NOOOO D8
AkaMizu-chan: THANK YOU 8'D
Darkened Fire Dragon: 8'D FANGIRLS UNITE! imean Har har~ *heart* THANK YOU 8'D I love it, too *since I cant have my Bel yet QQ* 8'D LOL IKR! I love when my partner can cook! It's so sexy x'3 8'D CRAP FTW - I MEAN CRACK! IT'S A TYPO! *shirty eyes*
Seddie AnD Teen Wolf: 8'D THANK YOU! AND INDEED I WILL~ *heart*