A.N: sorry for the late update m(_ _)m

Second hater: Asphodel Winter said that Xanxus sounded fun.

This is set at the same time as the first and second chapter.

A loud crash was heard and a blur of white invade Yamamoto's sight as he's being sent against the wall by force (Fran managed to dodge the thing and is now watching silently with mild interest). The green haired boy only sighed and shook his head. He then walked toward Yamamoto, who's being crushed by Squalo's weight.

He crouched and poked Squalo on the shoulder, earning a groan. Strings of curses came from the long haired man. The aforementioned man lifted his head to glare at the younger one.

"Long haired commander, if you're getting too comfortable there I'm afraid Takeshi-kun would be killed," was Fran's reply to Squalo'sglare, and was also replied with another glare, noting this, the boy added, "If not die crushed by your weight, then it's die after being set on fire by a certain someone." He finished calmly, making Squalo get up almost immediately, not because the tone he used, mostly because the fact he just stated.

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"…………" the white-haired one mumbled, in which Yamamoto took it as an apology, he then laughed and said that it's okay.

"What was that about anyway?" asked Yamamoto, smiling widely, how one could smile that much, Squalo wouldn't understand, not like he wants to.

Squalo was about to say 'It's not your fcking business' but Fran beat him first, "I bet long haired commander got in fight with the boss." He said emotionlessly, by now, Squalo was about to slice the boy in half had he not remembered it's hard to get a replacement. So he settled his feeling with a loud 'tsk' and leaned against the wall, hands crossed on his chest.

"So that was it, hmm?" asked Yamamoto, still smiling, but with one eyebrow raised, "That's pretty harsh," he commented. Squalo only snorted.

"It'd be much scarier if he's being nice," he said, grinning widely in what Fran would identified as the one that a loony would smile. Yamamoto's eyebrow rose higher.

"Oh, don't worry Takeshi-kun…..it's just that the long haired commander loves the boss so much that he would take any abusive act gladly," said the youngest of the three calmly while inspecting a painting that decorates the wall, the aforementioned long haired commander only growled in response.

"Is that so?" the Japanese asked for confirmation, but the white haired one only turned his head away, "Hmm….. I guess everyone has different way to show their love, huh?" he stated, grinning widely, making the two person around him stared long enough, until Squalo snorted and Fran decided that the painting is more interesting, thought he keeps his ear for anything the other two might say.

"And?" Squalo began, he lifted his head and looked down toward the raven haired man, "What would you do to show yours? Yelling 'I love you's twenty four seven?" he paused to spat, "That's so stupid." He said bluntly.

"Well, it's fine." Yamamoto said, earning another stare, "Hmm? I'm okay being called stupid, dull, idiot, anything," he smiled even wider, "I, if it's me, I'd make you happy," he continued, grinning. Startled, Squalo un-crossed his hands and pushed himself off the wall, he was going to yell at the Japanese for saying something so stupid, but failed when a big painting (with frame that was made from the best wood) came flying and connected against his head.

"-akh!!!!!!!!!!!!!" was the last thing came out from his mouth before he was sent against another wall and fell on his butt on the cold floor.

With all his glory, Xanxus ("Ah, weird, I didn't know Boss was there" was all that Fran could say about the boss' sudden appearance) walked toward him and kicked his head against the wall.

"Wake up, trash." He commanded to the still lying Squalo, he was going to kick the white haired man for not doing what he was told, when Fran suddenly walked toward them, and poked Squalo's head using the tip of his finger.

"Boss, it seems the long haired commander's brain is damaged," he said flatly, in which the said Boss replied harshly, "That trash doesn't even have one,"

He didn't have even the slightest intention to make a joke, but apparently, Yamamoto thinks about it as one, and he laughed while walking toward them.

"Then, what's inside his head, I wonder…." He said, crouching down to match Fran. Fran only poked Squalo's head once more.

"Here, if you poked his head, it would make a 'Thunk, thunk' sounds, like an empty can." He said, poking the white haired head once again.

"No way! I can't hear it, you must be hearing things" said the other, laughing. Fran stared for a little while, then, he spoke.

"You need to bend down a little to hear it,"

"Hmm? But you didn't bend down,"

"That's because you're tall, you cant hear it like that, hurry."

And so Yamamoto complied. He bent down and poked Squalo's head, he was going to protest, but when he turned around, he was greeted by the sight of Xanxus' shoe, and kicked.

Xanxus managed to keep his foot on his head when he bent down to pick Squalo up and release him when he finally stood, carrying Squalo on his shoulder like one would to a log. Before he went away, he rummaged through Squalo's pocket and drew out a key, he then tossed it to Yamamoto, who caught it easily.

"Huh?"

"He wouldn't need that key." Was all the other said, and he walked away.

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"…..what was that?" he asked, scrubbing the back of his head, thankful that there's no blood.

"Ah..ah…that's no good," said the green haired boy, moving his index finger in front of Yamamoto's face, still with that unchanging expression, "You flipped the wrong button."

"Whaaa-? Ah, but it's good that they have a good relationship," he said, laughing once more, Fran didn't say anything, so he took it as a permission to continue, "they're going to sleep together right? Doesn't that mean they're a good friend?" he said, smiling even wider.

"….I don't know whether to call you innocent or idiot…"

"Hmm? What was that?"

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It was almost midnight when Yamamoto sneaked out of Gokudera's room to go take a walk since he's awoken by a dream. He slept in Gokudera's room since his room was damaged by someone. Or something.

He was going to spend his time by practicing, so maybe he could sleep. Fighting the holograms doesn't sound that bad. He walked until he reached the control room, but decided against it and turned around. And then when he turned a corner, he saw Xanxus exited his room (and Squalo's), and then their eyes met.

No, they're not suddenly fall in love or something. But, the Japanese heart is thumping loudly. Just like some kind of alarm, alerting him about something. But, just like a little child that doesn't know the function of an alarm, he keeps smiling.

And to his surprise, Xanxus actually smirked back.

"Training, huh? A trash like you can actually think of something nice once in a while." He commented, seeing Yamamoto's box weapon ready in his hand. Yamamoto being himself, doesn't understand it was an insult and actually thinking that Xanxus was praising him.

"So, how about a spare?" he offered. Somehow managed to make his tone sounded calm. And Yamamoto nodded.

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Fran walked out of the bathroom after finishing some business. He was thinking, just thinking, about the weather, the room, the corridor, something, anything. He was going to go back to his room, when realized he is lost. He then decided to do a janken on his own, if right win, he'd go left, if left win, he'd go right.

After several (failed) trials, he finally decided to throw a coin and see where it would roll. He threw the coin high and followed its lead once it started rolling.

And he found Yamamoto, leaned against the wall, bloody, messy, like a bag of trash. Curious, Fran walked closer and poked his cheek.

Apparently, Yamamoto's still healthy, because he could smile carelessly. So, Fran was going to leave him when he remembered his own problem. "…Takeshi kun?" he tried, only answered by a hum, "can you tell me where's my room?" he asked.

"Ah? Hahaha, are you lost? Sure thing, go ahead, then turn right, and turn left on the second corner." He answered, happy that he could help. Fran stood and was going to away when he felt a slight tug on his pajama's pants.

"…Can you help me to go to the infirmary?"

"…..no, you look heavy," he answered, and earned a whine. He sighed and offered his hand. "You could hold onto my hand, but don't lean on me, okay?"

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The next morning, Gokudera's surprised to see that he's alone in his room. To say that he's panicked would be an understatement. He ran along the corridor and stopped when he saw Fran came out of a room. He then ran toward the boy and grabbed his shoulders. Panting, he asked,

"Hey, brat, do you know where's that idiot?" he asked, unconsciously gripping tighter.

"Idiot? You must meant Takeshi-kun, then." He confirmed, then nodded.

"Where's he?!" the gray haired one asked, almost yelled. The green haired boy calmly pointing toward the door behind him. And Gokudera looked upside to notice one little detail that he overlooked. A sign printed in a big letter, saying: Infirmary.

"Oh…." Was all he could say to express his feelings. Fran winced then he commented,

"Please release me, my whole body is hurting because someone over did something." He mumbled, his voice getting quieter nearing the end. Gokudera paid no attention and barged inside the room. Fran only shook his head and walked away only to caught a sight of a grinning prince before him. He instantly turned away.

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"Oh! It's you, Gokudera!" Yamamoto greeted the gray-haired man who entered the room just now. Grinning, he waved his hand eagerly, unintentionally showing the bandages on it. Gokudera rushed to his side, and wacked his head.

"Ow ow ow….what was that for,Gokudera?" he asked, rubbing the place where Gokudera hit him.

"I'm the one supposed to ask you, what's with that?" he asked, no, yelled, pointing toward the Japanese' arm, "and that?" he added, now pointing at the raven haired man's leg, "and that!" he pointed toward his head, then hit him once more, "Have you lost your brain?!"

"Uh….my brain might leaked out if you do that once more…there might be a hole on my head already, hahaha…" he commented, then laughed carelessly. He then stopped laughing when he noticed Gokudera didn't say anything in return.

"…..Are you…..worried?" he said, lowering his hand and put them beside him, smiling softly. Gokudera snapped out of his thought, and eyed the Japanese, who's still smiling.

"Bah! Don't think high of yourself, idiot!" he said sharply, "I just came here to see you, so that I could have a good laugh." He crossed his hand on his chest and smirked. He was expecting for the other to get angry, snapped, mad, but he didn't expect him to continue laughing. "What?"

"Is that so? Then, you should just laugh!" he said happily, then winced when his legs moved incidentally.

"You want to be laughed at?" he asked back, eyebrow raised, "You really are a moron." He finished lamely. Yamamoto only grinned.

"Nope. It's just that I want to see you laugh." He said, looking straight into Gokudera's eyes.

"That's it! You really are a moron." He said, then turned around and started walking away, ignoring the thumping of his heart. He closed the door once he's outside, but he could still hear Yamamoto's voice, saying,

"Thank you for visiting me!"

And with that, Gokudera stomped away, letting a small smile on his face, but quickly wiped it off his face when he passed Lambo, and was commented, "You're scary, smiling without any reason….", he then chased the cow to a place where he know Reborn would be there, and let this own fate to punish him.

A.N: sorry, for bringing you this crap. Thanks for reading this shit, a review would be nice, thought. *hint…hint….*