Wow...I can honestly say that for once it's rated T at the most. I know I haven't really updated in a while but like a human I blame college and laziness.

Anyways, this one is kinda cute I think.

Hope you like it!

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

"Will it ever end?" you asked to the air. Your teacher droned on and on about whatever, completely ignoring the vibe of death that hovered over his students. If he did take the time to turn away from the chalkboard he would find that half his students were looking out into space, an eighth of them were passing notes and giggling, another eighth of them taking half-assed notes and the last quarter indeed appearing dead and decaying due to either their brain blowing up or just death by boredom. By no. He just continued. Where were you during this? Well you fit into that eighth of half-assed notes. You couldn't completely zone out but you couldn't really pay full attention either.

You looked around the room, watching certain students. The ones that caught your attention were Tsuna, Gokudera and Yamamoto. They seemed to be having a conversation and by conversation I mean Gokudera threatening Yamamoto and Tsuna holding his hands up in defeat. Oh, and there was Reborn. Always the diligent tutor, looking out for the best of his student…

Standing up you smoothly got out of your seat and creeped towards the group. Plopping down you sighed in relief. It would seem that luck was on your side since your teacher was still enthralled in his teachings. The ground was cold so you shifted slightly to move your skirt under you. When you were content you leaned back and looked up. Tsuna just stared, Yamamoto smiled and waved and Gokudera glared down at you for blocking his desk.

"So guys, whatcha doin'?" you asked in hopes of amusing yourself. So you didn't get the notes. It was Friday, who cares.

"W-what are you doing?"

"Shh, quiet Tsuna. Otherwise the teacher will hear"

"Tch, stupid girl. Go back to your seat and get away from the Tenth!"

You looked up at the boy, smirking at his irritated face, "Don't tell me how to live my life, Gokudera Hayato. And I can do whatever I want to Tsuna"

Just to prove your point you sat up and rubbed you cheek against Tsuna's. You could see the steam coming out of his ears. Yes, it was your mission to piss of the Italian, just because it his frustration turned you on. Sitting back down you smiled in victory.

"So~ What are we gonna do tonight?"

"Pfft, who says you're welcome to join us? Go away, we don't want your company!"

You pouted and looked to Tsuna, "Ne, ne, Tsuna? I can come right? Right?"

You tugged on his sleeve knowing the answer already.

Tsuna had a expression of defeat adoring his face, "Yes, though I don't know what we are doing…" at this he glanced over at the hitman that was oh so stealthily hiding in the corner. With Reborn around there was surely to be some action.

The sun was setting, sending rays of red, yellow, pink, purple and orange across the sky. You gazed out the bedroom window, eyes making paths between the clouds that sailed in bliss. You turned to the occupants in the room. They were joking, laughing, having a good time. Kyoko, Haru and the kids were there too and everybody seemed lost in the moment of peace. The only problem was, where did you fit in?

Looking down at your watch you read the time: 9:18. It was time you went home. Without saying anything you stepped around the bodies that lined the floors. Opening the door you peered back in and looked at each individual face. No one was acknowledging your presence so instead of disrupting them you said no goodbyes. Coming to the bottom of the stairs you went to the kitchen to wish Mrs. Sawada thank you and goodnight. Once the pleasantries were taken care of you put on your shoes and exited the house. Coming to the gate you looked up and waved.

"Bye Reborn. Sleep well"

"You too. See you tomorrow"

He said it like he was so sure but as you walked down the darkening street you pondered if one day you would just disappear from their life altogether. You had been Tsuna's friend since you were seven. That had to count for something right? The street lamps began to turn on, one by one. The night was engulfed in cobalt black. The residential area began to open up to reveal a park encased by trees. Walking to the swing set you laughed out loud at the sheer clichéness of the situation. Like a bad high school drama, you sat down on a swing and hung your head. Pushing off the ground you swept your converse covered feet into the air and then back down. Higher, higher and higher you went. The cool breeze rushed against your face as you smiled. Were you a loser for only having one good set of friends? Outside of Tsuna and his group you didn't really associate with anyone. You continued to pick up speed, almost becoming parallel with the top bar. Taking a deep breath you said a brief prayer and jumped.

Your feet hit the sand with a plump. The force racked through your ankles up to your knees.

"Should have bent my knees more," you mumbled to no one.

"Could have killed yourself you know?"

You looked up to see Gokudera leaning against the monkey bars, cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

"What do you care? As long as the Tenth doesn't get hurt, what's it matter"

He smirked, "Don't be bitter"

"I'm not bitter! I just think that you have no right in telling me what to do, that's all!"

"Why'd you leave without saying goodbye?"

This caught you off guard.

"Everybody was busy. I didn't want to disrupt the fun"

"Tch, stupid girl," he blew a cloud of grey into the clean air and made his way over to a set of stairs. He shifted his eyes and slumped forward. Getting off the sandy ground you made your way over to him cautiously. No yelling, or bomb threats?

Sitting next to him you rested your head against the aged wooden post that held the stairs to the rest of the playset.

"Hmm" you closed your eyes and enjoyed the heat Gokudera's body gave off. Blinking you reopened your shining orbs, curious as to what was touching you. As you looked down at your hand you blushed at your hand intertwined with his. He gazed off into the distance not paying any attention to your hands. You smile softly and gripped his tighter.

Continuing to not look at you, he brought his hand up to his lips and slightly pressed them against your knuckles. You giggled.

"What the hell woman? I try to do something nice and you ruin it! Forget this!"

He got up and stormed his way out of the park area. Laughing, you ran after him and jumped onto his back, pulling his face to the side and kissing his cheek. Maybe all was well and your worries were just due to the side affects of Bianchi's cooking…

I'd be sick too if I had to even look at her cooking...bleh!