Title: Fallen Rain
Pairing: Fon27
Rating:M
Summary: For ten years, Tsuna has never gotten the chance to fall in love. Everyone around him has either fallen for someone else or has left him behind. And eventually, he gives up on ever finding that someone…until He shows up. Fon27
Disclaimer: don't own, that's why it's call FANfiction.
It hasn't been beta'd, anything wrong tell me!
I did realize that I accidently kept switching back and forth from house to apartment. It's really an apartment, sorry.
Also, thanks for all the lovely reviews! I'm very happy!
Chapter 2
: Edging Closer"So where would you like me to go?" Fon asked as he entered the apartment. He looked around at the surroundings from his spot, taking everything in. It was really neat and everything seemed to be in order though he did spot a few places that had a couple of layers of dust.
Tsuna didn't answer immediately, taking off his shoes, and walked in, tossing his keys carelessly onto the kitchen counter. Fon blinked at the response and after a few seconds, took his boots off at the front door before stepping around the next room, wondering about. His eyes examined over the pictures that were placed all around, though there were hardly any that had people in it, most were about nature and scenery. However, there was one picture that had people in it and Fon recognized them all.
It was a group photo with everyone he had met today. The Chinese stared at it, tempted to pick it up for a better look but didn't, and kept a respectable distance just in case Tsuna didn't like him touching his stuff. Still, he let his dark eyes trail over the contents within and noticed his old friends in the mass of people, though they were somewhat hard to recognize since everyone was so mismatched. He then spotted Tsuna near the side, hidden away by everyone else. There was a smile on the man's lips but as Fon looked closer, he had a gut feeling that it was fake and was only used to keep everyone happy.
As for the brunet, who had seen this coming (him having to take Fon home), was in the kitchen, getting something to drink from the refrigerator. Right now, it was dark since the party had lasted all night long, far past the usual time he would go to bed. When he still didn't answer Fon's question, the Chinese blinked and went closer, guessing that Tsuna probably didn't hear it.
"Tsunayoshi?" Fon called out, his full attention on the other. When the brunet peered back with dull brown eyes, the taller man kept himself from sighing, and voiced his question. "Where would you like me to stay?"
Tsuna sighed, placing his cup back into the refrigerator, and went around the kitchen and into the living room where Fon was standing. He motioned the other to follow and made his way towards the back area where there was a bathroom and two bedrooms. He ignored the first two doors and pushed open the door that had a creak in it where some light, most likely from the moon, slipped through it and into the dark hallway. Tsuna flipped the switch that was at the side. "Here. This is the guest room and by the looks of it, they have already placed your belongings here. Do whatever you'd like with it, doesn't matter to me. I'll be in my room, goodnight."
The brunet left the area, opening his own door, and closed it, not bothering on looking back at the other. There was an unmistakable click of the door, meaning he had locked it, and then it was all silent. The Chinese sighed deeply again, his shoulders falling, and looked slightly dejected at the reaction he was getting.
He peered into his new bedroom, examining over the place. It was plain, obvious that it hadn't been used for a long time, but nice looking. His luggage was placed neatly at the side of the bed and the shades on the windows were open, letting in the moonlight. Outside, he could see the lights of the city in the darkness and shifted closer to get a better look. He had to admit, the view wasn't bad. A small dresser where Fon could store his clothes was at the opposite side of the bed and there was another door, most likely the closet nearby. Fon sat down on his bed, finding it comfortable, and then frowned.
'Guess I better start unpacking…'
For the next week, the two had fallen into some sort of routine.
Tsuna would leave in the morning for work, always at random times, never exact. Fon, on the other hand, tried to keep up with the brunet's schedule and strike a conversation, however, it wasn't easy. It was as if Tsuna was purposefully avoiding him and Fon was quite certain that that was exactly what was happening. When Fon wakes up early, Tsuna was either already gone or was going to get up extremely late. The reverse would also happen when the older man tried to wake up late. How Tsuna could go to work at such times was questionable but he managed to get information from his friends that Tsuna's job didn't require any times, just as long as he got his work done and completed.
And then when coming back in the evening, the brunet would do the same thing and return at random times, never the same. After a while, Fon only cooked enough food mostly for himself. Honestly, he had never thought he could be so lonely in his life but Tsuna really knew how to do that. Slowly as the days passed, he was regretting his decision of coming to Japan, much less taking Reborn's offer.
But one day, it changed.
Fon opened the door, stepping into the apartment after getting some groceries, and managed to get in without much trouble. Usually, Tsuna went out to get them but today Fon, being quite bored since during the day most people were at work, decided to go do it himself. He placed them on the ground inside the apartment so he could take off his boots easily and then closed the door, locking it behind him. When he peered down to pick the plastic bags up, he noticed an extra pair of shoes.
He blinked curiously and glanced at a hanging clock for the time before tilting his head to the side. 'How strange… He's never been back this early before.' Holding the bags in both hands, he headed straight into the kitchen to put everything away and as he finished, all the empty sacks were tossed under the sink where they were basically stored and recycled into trash bags. Fon looked over the kitchen a little longer, making sure that everything was where it should be, and patted his hands together before gazing to the other side of the apartment.
Curiosity overwhelming him, Fon wandered towards that back area and then stopped to blink in confusion when he spotted Tsuna's bedroom door. It was still open and he pushed the frame wider to peek inside. There was no sign of the other anywhere. 'That's weird… I'm certain those are his shoes…'
Fon wandered back into the living room, his footsteps quiet, and tried to listen into his surroundings. Then he heard it. The soft sounds of breathing. The Chinese went closer to the location and peered over the couch, looking down.
And there Tsuna was, sleeping peacefully without a care in the world. The brunet was all snuggled up against the cushions, burying himself deeper into it. His hands were resting next to his head and he was facing the cushions with his legs curled up. His lips were slightly parted and small puffs of air came through them at each breath. Tsuna was still wearing his work clothes, getting them all ruffled up for not taking them off, and had mostly likely come in and crash onto the couch, drifting off without meaning to.
Fon went around and sat down carefully at the side, not wanting to wake the other up. Reaching over to brush a couple of bangs out of the face, giving himself perhaps the first full view of the other, his dark eyes trailed over the soft peaceful expression before reaching out with both hands, picking up the younger man from below in a bridal style. The brunet made a soft sound of protest, having been taken away from his comfort zone, and squirmed in the grasp a little before rubbing his face into Fon's chest, thinking that it was his pillow. His thin fingers reached up to grip the front of the red garb and curled up once more. Fon chuckled in amusement at the action and with ease, carried the other into Tsuna's bedroom.
Placing the brunet on top of the bed, he went around the room, opening the dark blue curtains slightly to let some of the setting sunlight in. The orange and reddish glow flowed into the room, bouncing off anything that could reflect, giving a better appearance to the once dark room, and made it look normal. There were some small things here and there that gave it a bit more definition but Fon could see some spots where something had been there previously, the difference in the layers of dust giving it away. Some of those missing spots were evidently pictures that had once been hanging or sitting (like on the drawer) there. A couple of the frames that were still in the room were face down on wood, preventing anyone from seeing the contents unless Fon flipped it up. He resisted the temptation of doing so.
Once he finished examining the room, he went back to Tsuna and processed to strip the younger man down to his shirt and pants. Fon placed the items that were in his hands neatly on the bedside with the shoes on the ground before tucking Tsuna into bed. The brunet made a slight mutter under his breath before burying himself into the covers, pulling them closer to his body cutely. Fon watched from the side, his hands together within his sleeves, and heard the younger man let out a sigh in content. He smiled softly at that and reached over to push a couple of bangs that had fallen over away. Right after, he made his way out, shutting the door behind him, but not before taking one last look at the other.
The next morning came a surprise.
For the first time since Fon had stayed with Tsuna, the owner of the apartment was sitting at the kitchen counter eating. The Chinese had an expression of surprise and stood still in the hallway, staring in shock. Tsuna, meanwhile, made no movement to leave and was flipping through the pages of the newspaper with no hurry, eyes glancing over the articles until he found one that interested him. A plate sat in front of him with two pieces of toast both with some jam and butter on top, one of them hallway finished. Tsuna glanced up when he heard Fon took a step forward from the hallway, his fingers caught in the pages.
Fon blinked, thinking for a second that he was imagining things but still even after rubbing his eyes, Tsuna remained there, watching him back. Offering a warm smile, the Chinese slowly came closer. "Good morning, Tsunayoshi."
"Tsuna."
The older man blinked again and tilted his head slightly. "Huh?"
Add another shocker to his growing list, the brunet was actually talking to him.
"My name, just call me Tsuna." The younger man spoke before biting down on his piece of toast, hearing the crunching sound echo in the room. Fon came closer and went into the kitchen, opening the refrigerator to get something to drink. His dark eyes continued to observe, his curiosity sparked. And still Tsuna remained at his spot, not moving, but once he finished his food, he put everything away, maneuvering around the older man to put the dishes into the sink, quickly rinsing them. Tsuna then picked up his things for work that had been placed on the couch, though as he went towards the door, he paused as he opened the frame, the hinges creaking. He knew that Fon was watching him from the side and was listening for anything. Tsuna peered back, a small tint of red on his face. "T-Thanks."
He closed the door right after that, leaving Fon behind. The Chinese blinked, his hands coming out of the sleeves. The surprised look that marred his face turned into a small smile.
He was finally making process through that brick wall at long last.
From then on, Tsuna came back to a more regular time though his mornings were still strange. Sometimes he would be forced to leave early, other times late. The only way Fon would know if Tsuna had left or not simply because the brunet would leave his door open a crack, telling older man that the other was either already gone or awake.
But during dinner was the only time they truly got to talk properly. Fon didn't mind the younger man as much anymore and liked listening to him when he started blabbing on certain things. Tsuna was very open but there were still some parts of himself he kept silent, the parts that Fon needed to know the most about. Still, he was beginning to see the old Tsuna that everyone cared a lot for and understood why Reborn wanted him to help. The brunet was very loveable. It was hard not to care about him
"So Yamamoto and Gokudera is a couple, correct?" Fon asked over dinner.
Tsuna nodded. "They've been together since high school and throughout college but they were in denial for a long time before they decided to date. It was funny to watch them make passes at each other when they thought no one was looking. But it's also kinda hard to be around them sometimes. It makes me feel like I'm a third wheel or something. It's uncomfortable."
"I understand that feeling quite well." Fon raised his chopsticks to his mouth, taking a bite. Today, Tsuna had come home earlier than usual and had decided to cook instead of Fon, not that the older man minded. The brunet knew how to cook quite well, probably because he's so used to being alone. And eating out everyday does get tiring after a while, if not expensive.
Tsuna went silent at that answer and continued to finish up his food. He was almost done when he paused, glancing up at the other. "So what do you do all day? I mean, I doubt you stay here the whole time."
Fon tilted his head at that, not expecting the question. "Ah, yes, well I just wonder around the city and sometimes visit my friends. It's nice to actually see them in person then listen and talk to them over the phone. It has been a long time." The Chinese noticed the look he was getting but couldn't recognize it and continued speaking. "The eight of us, Reborn, Colonello, Lal, and everyone else went to school and college together. I was studying aboard at that time and somewhat blended in with them. We were always together even though we were really an odd group to begin with and all of us were very close to each other to a point, but after college, everyone had to go their separate ways. As you probably already know, I went to China. Still, even with that, we kept in touch."
"I see."
"But I'm quite happy in coming to visit Japan. I get to see everyone. It's been a long time since that's happen." Fon eyed the other across the table, his food forgotten. "Tell me, do you have anyone?"
Tsuna paused at that, his good natured attitude slipping away. His fingers twitched at that and tried to keep calm before shaking his head.
"Really?" Fon looked surprised. His lips were slightly parted, and placed his chopsticks onto the plate. "One would think that someone as kindhearted as you would have someone by now."
The brunet suddenly went silent. Instantly, he placed his dish into the sink and began walking away. Fon, shocked by such a reaction, made his way up from the counter to follow when Tsuna paused in the middle of the hallway. The younger man glanced back and though his expression was hard to see since the bangs were covering his eyes, the tone of voice gave him away. The older man's fingers clenched at it and watched a sad smile appear below the bangs, the only visible feature.
"It's because I'm so kind that no one wants me."
Fon didn't have enough time to process that statement before the other was gone, the bedroom door closed shut. He stood outside, blinking his eyes. No light came on from underneath the door and there was only silence.
"So how has it been, Fon?" Reborn asked, settled into a coffee shop with a cup of espresso in his fingers. The steam from the liquid floated up into the air and vanished when it reached a certain point, dissipating. Fon, on the other hand, had some bottled tea in his hands, staring at it so his eyes could concentrate on something. He sipped on the liquid quietly, not ready to talk, and tried to gather his thoughts. During the time he had spent talking with Tsuna, he had gotten a lot of information he needed, however, there were still some bits that didn't make any sense and some that were just leading to more questions. It was a never-ending spiral. Quite honestly, Fon didn't think trying to figure out someone so simple would be so hard.
Shaking his head at his thoughts, Fon glanced up at Reborn. "I've managed to get Tsuna to open up to a point. He still keeps quiet on certain things though. But from what I've observed, he's really kindhearted and pleasant. I can see why you were so concerned." Fon brought the can up to his lips.
Reborn lifted an eyebrow up from below his fedora. "Oh? So he's starting to talk. Did you figure out what's wrong? There isn't someone that's keeping him like that is there?" Reborn eyed his older friend, his cup clinking on the table, and leaned back against the chair. His arms were folded across his chest and glanced down at his espresso then to the Chinese that sat across the table. His fedora was tilted slightly to the side, covering a portion of his face.
"He has no one." Fon stated instantly, a frown on his lips. "No one at all. From what I can tell, he's far too kind, so much so that no one would want to go on a date with him. Also, because of that, he feels so uncomfortable whenever he's with everyone. He sees everyone together and can't stand it so he does the best thing. He runs away. And he's aware of that and doesn't want to change that fact."
Reborn blinked, his fingers pausing as he wrapped them around his cup just as he was able to lift it up. His hands remained there, wandering about what Fon had meant, and stared at his drink.
Fon closed his eyes and sighed deeply. There were still a couple of pieces missing. His mind had managed to piece together many things, things that hadn't been spoken, but still he had his limits and he couldn't read minds. But he knew he had another problem, he was running out of time, he only has a few more weeks left before he needed to return back to China.
He had to figure this problem and its solution and fast.
Well there's chapter two, yes! Hope this is going as I planned.
