Happy first anniversary to this fic! You're one year old! AND YOU'RE AT CHAPTER... six? Wow. I sure work 'fast'. It's been like a month since I last updated (Sept 9, Hayato-chan's bday). Might not be able to update for a while... till... December I guess? Idk, next chapter is still like 5%.

Also this month is special. Obviously because October has so many sky characters' birthday!

I forgot to add the preview for this chapter! Damn it! HERE:

"Hey Tsuna!" Yamamoto slung his arm around Tsuna's shoulder. "I'm having a baseball match today! Wanna come?"

Gokudera immediately tackled Yamamoto to the ground. "Who the hell are you?!"

Tsuna answered for the baseball player, "My ex-lover." His face betrayed no emotions and his eyes were lifelss as usual.

That explained why they felt so stiff around each other.

It felt like Gokudera's hope of being his tenth's forbidden lover was crushed into tiny bits and Yamamoto was stomping over them for the heck of it.

(Try guessing if this is real -duh- I dare you)

ALSOOOOOO: At the end of the chapter don't forget to check out the little trivias for this story!

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The title seems misleading, but I like it


Chapter 6: The Boy Who Tried to Plead Guilty

When Yamamoto first moved to Namimori as a child, he didn't know anything or why but the fact he had lost his dear mother.

The reason of her death wasn't clear, since his dad would always looks sorrowful and even tearful when she was mentioned.

Yamamoto's memories of her weren't exactly clear or blurred.

He still remembered the time she would watch over him when he was playing with the other kids at the playground.

How his mother would comfort him when the others teased him for being different.

How his mother said they were just jealous for not having a lovely smile like him.

How his mother made his smile shine throughout the day.

Yamamoto heaved a sigh, uncharacteristically depressing from his usual image.

Before leaving his room, he took one last look at the hung picture frame of his mother, his father and him as a child back when they were in Canada.

I'm leaving for school again, mum.

"Ah, Takeshi!" Tsuyoshi greeted energetically.

The place was still a bit empty, since it was barely 7:45 a.m.

But Yamamoto should be worried that he's going to be late again for class. The school was very strict when it comes to these sorts of matters, he had heard. But it doesn't really seem to be so; he sneaks in from a hole at the baseball field that apparently only he and his crew knew.

Tsuyoshi glanced at the clock then rolled his eyes at his son.

"It's the first day of school and you already don't care if you're late?"

Yamamoto laughed sheepishly. "Guilty as charged."

Tsuyoshi shrugged. "Just try not to be late, Takeshi." He grinned. "Enjoy your school life while you can, because when you become an adult, I'll slave you around in the restaurant."

"Got it, oyaji!" Yamamoto gave his dad a thumbs-up before leaving.


Yamamoto had begun running to school. With his athletics body, he managed to rush to school with even a few minutes to spare without breaking much sweat.

The boy slid the door open.

When he saw no teachers in the classroom, he sighed in relief.

"Lucky! I'm on time!" He let out a laughter which made the girls swoon for him despite seeing him for the first time. It was obvious who the girls would be chasing now.

"Yo, Yamamoto!" A friend greeted energetically.

"Morning!" The baseball player greeted back.

They began to have useless chattings like normal people do.

"Joining the baseball club?"

Yamamoto nodded. "Of course!" He looked around. "Man, it's so nice that there are a lot of friendly faces here."

He paused when he caught Tsuna's eyes just before the latter buried his face into his books.

Tsuna's here too! Though he hadn't been talking with the brunette since he got addicted to baseball, he was glad to see Tsuna.

He would get up and chat with the brunette, but thought it would be awkward for both of them; Tsuna was too shy, Yamamoto felt guilty for unintentionally distancing him with the other.

So he pretended Tsuna didn't exist – not literally, he just didn't pay much attention to him – and continued on with his normal lifestyle.


Yamamoto thought Tsuna would've at least made a friend by now, but he was wrong.

Tsuna literally didn't have any presence in class – not even the teachers seemed to notice him – and Yamamoto felt pity for him.

Pity?

Why so?

Yamamoto, who was always surrounded by smiles and laughter couldn't comprehend even the thoughts of having no friends.

He did try talking with Tsuna on several occasions, but he found himself too distant and even rejected by Tsuna's aura, even when the brunette didn't even glance at him.

Besides, he was busy with an upcoming baseball match with the baseball club from another school.

Yamamoto's skill didn't go unnoticed. The coach immediately had him on the team to play, despite being just a first year.

Anyway, Yamamoto had thought he had completely cut off Tsuna.

When the new transfer student kicked Tsuna's table over, he didn't do anything.

When the kendo captain barged into the classroom looking for Tsuna with obvious ill intentions, he did nothing.

But when Tsuna was about to get pummeled, Yamamoto found himself stopping the punch.

"Hey, Mochida-senpai. Violence isn't the way to solve issues like this, right?" Those words had slipped out of him before he realized. Yamamoto was glad Tsuna was unhurt. He felt glad; his guilt of deserting the brunette that he had unknowingly carried lightened.

The baseball player internally squealed when he saw Kyoko being too friendly with Tsuna.

He frowned in disapproval when Mochida had challenged Tsuna, who was obviously at disadvantage when it comes to physical stuff.

But other than stopping Mochida from punching Tsuna, Yamamoto did nothing else for the brunette.

He was glad Tsuna somehow managed to kick Mochida's ass though. Who knew Tsuna had such hidden strength?


"Looking forward to the match later!"

Yamamoto's lips twitched ever so slightly, but still kept a smile. "It's just a small match with another school."

He stretched his arms and muffled a yawn.

Math is such a bore. I rather play baseball! Even though he's exhausted from practicing these two weeks, he still found energy to grin at the thought of holding the baseball bat.

"Read them," Nezu-sensei instructed as he pointed to the questions on the blackboard, "and answer them when I call your name after 5 minutes."

The students groaned but proceeded to discuss the question with their friends anyway.

Nezu-sensei even added a university-level question just to mess with them, but not like they will know.

Yamamoto reached for the mechanical pencils, but a sharp pain shot into his left wrist. He froze before reassuring himself that it was just some random muscle spasm.

"Gokudera, if you're going to snooze, why don't you answer this question?" Nezu-sensei had pointed to the equation that looked the most complex compared to the others.

Gokudera, who had his feet up on his table and was tilting his head downwards, raised his head and glared at the teacher.

Nezu-sensei smirked; there was no way a first year student could be able to solve the question that he himself had spent days trying to solve it.

"A equals to 5 over 2 plus b to the power of 2." (A = 5/2 + b^2) Gokudera answered monotonously, as if he was simply stating his name.

Nezu-sensei was shocked, along with the students. Albeit reluctant, he said, "Correct." Damn the arrogant punk.

The class gave a round of applause for Gokudera.

The silver head ignored them and turned his head back, to Tsuna's direction. To his delight, he saw Tsuna smiling awkwardly at him. A good sign, it totally was. At least, compared to the startled shrieks Gokudera received when Tsuna saw him ever since day one.

Most people would pay attention to Gokudera, Yamamoto would do so too, but he also noticed Tsuna.

It's nice to see Tsuna finally have a friend. He smiled.

Though it was shocking for everyone in the school when Gokudera had a sudden change in attitude for the brunette.

There were even some odd-sounding rumours.


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4 days ago

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Gokudera continued ignoring the girls who were trying to catch his attention.

"Gokudera-kun!"

"Still handsome as ever!"

But alas, he had been just standing at the main gate ever since he arrived.

"Why are you just standing there?"

"A-are you waiting for your girlfriend?!"

"What?! No!"

Gokudera held back his fist when they started shrieking in horror. "Just shut up!"

"He replied!"

"Yay!"

Gokudera muffled a groan. He was going to keep waiting.

A few moments had passed until he saw the familiar lock of messy brown hair approaching the school. He perked up, but he decided he will not do anything to startle Tsuna.

He will do what he wanted to do at the main gate; greet the tenth with a deep bow and follow him from afar just to make sure he's going to be alright.

The brunette felt his heart froze when he saw Gokudera there.

W-what does he want? Tsuna gulped. Maybe he shouldn't have tried playing hero; he caught his attention and now he's going to be killed eventually.

He thought about running away, but he could get late for school.

Obviously having his priorities set (His life or being late for school), Tsuna shakily walked towards the school compound, constantly looking at the ground.

The girls noticed him and decided to tease him.

"Hey, it's naked-Tsuna!"

The comment was followed by laughter.

Tsuna jumped a bit and lowered his head further out of embarrassment.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

Tsuna whirled around. "I-I'm s-sorry-!" He shrieked, making the girls laughed even more.

Gokudera seemed surprised. "No, no! Tenth, I wasn't talking about you!" He shook his hands frantically.

"I was shouting at them!" The silver head glared at the girls. "They do not even have the right to talk about you!"

"Huh- what?!"

The girls were of course, taken aback by Gokudera's sudden statement and his attitude towards the wimp. Gokudera had despised Tsuna just a day ago. Or well, at least seemed to dislike him.

"You better don't show up in front of me now." He growled. "And don't you dare talk bad about the tenth. I'll make sure you don't live to see the next daylight!"

He did not care if they were girls. The tenth was off-limits.

Tsuna was dumbfounded and kept quiet.

Gokudera turned to Tsuna with a smile. "Tenth, good morning!" He bowed a perfect 90 degree.

This had caused some gossips and whispers to break out around them.

"Looks like naked-Tsuna has a bitch."

"I envy the wimp, actually."

"Some S&M* relationship?"

*S&M: Sadist and masochist.

"It's probably just some dare."


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Present

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As soon as Tsuna heard the bell for recess had rung, he took out his lunch box that his dear mother had made for him. He got up and narrowed his eyes in irritation when he saw his desk.

This was mostly because ever since he… befriended Gokudera, the whole school – especially the girls – was envious of the brunette and tried picking on him. And apparently they haven't outgrown petty tricks.

Nothing major though. It was only doodle on his table with markers. It wasn't that big of a deal.

Since Tsuna didn't want Gokudera to blow up or do anything that attracts too much attention, he would hide the facts from him.

"Tenth?"

Tsuna quickly slammed sat onto the table. He turned and looked at the silver head. He knew by now that Gokudera could be real stubborn and insisted that he called Tsuna 'tenth'. Gokudera asked politely. "Why not just have lunch here?"

Tsuna felt a smile crept onto his face, "T-the rooftop is a m-must for every manga." It was intended as a friendly joke but it came out as a serious statement instead.

Gokudera wasn't sure what Tsuna was talking about but nodded. He had tried reading some manga at the store he was working in. Some were entertaining, but he couldn't see why Tsuna would like it so much.

He nodded. "Apologies for questioning you, tenth."

Tsuna swallowed at the stiff formalities. Despite Gokudera being creepily kind to him, he's still scared of the silver-head. But he had accepted the fact that he was a stubborn ass.

"L-let's just go now." Tsuna made sure to not leave the table until Gokudera turned around. He sighed in relief.

"What are you staring at?!"

Tsuna shifted his attention to the person Gokudera was shouting at. He was surprised when he saw a familiar face.

Yamamoto was caught off-guard, he wasn't aware he was staring.

He waved his hands. "Sorry, didn't mean to be rude, Tsuna!"

Tsuna nodded at him before shying away.

Yamamoto got up and approached them. "I'm having a baseball match later; you wanna come by?"

"A-ah, I-I we-well…"

"Who do you think you're talking to? The tenth has no time for some measly play!" Gokudera glowered at Yamamoto for being so casual with his boss.

"Ah, Gokudera, you can come too if you want!" He grinned. "The more the merrier!"

Gokudera was about to retort before Tsuna spoke up. "S-sorry, Y-Yamamoto. I'm a b-bit busy to-today."

The smile on Yamamoto flattened a bit before rising back up. It was the same excuse Tsuna would always give him when they were in Elementary school.

Gokudera smirked cockily at Yamamoto.

"Too bad." Yamamoto pouted slightly. "But feel free to drop by!" Again, he sent his sunny smile at them before leaving.

"Good riddance. It's tiring to see him smile so much." Gokudera muttered.

Tsuna couldn't help but agree.


"A good second-in-command must have great knowledge, even more so than his boss." Reborn glanced at Tsuna who was reading his manga and snickering to himself.

Gokudera nodded attentively. He had his mind set on being the best right hand man for Tsuna, even when Tsuna had not even completely acknowledge him as friendly. But the silver head didn't need to know that.

PANG!

"WE WOOOOONNNNNN!" A faint voice was echoed to the rooftop. Curious, Tsuna glanced downward and saw Yamamoto and his teammates were hunched up.

A group of students from another school were cheering their hearts out even though it wasn't the nationals. Their own team was slumped in the corner, all quiet. It was quiet obvious what the results were.

Gokudera huffed as he glared down at Yamamoto. "Loser."

"That's too bad." Yamamoto was really looking forward to the match. At least, I think so. Tsuna felt bad for him. The baseball player seemed a little bit upset, but that could be just his imagination.


It was nearing the Golden Week holiday. Every student was excited. The teacher was lazy and had simply assigned them with some worksheets to do together.

Most students have gone back now, since school had ended. But Tsuna stayed at school because there wasn't any anime he liked premiered on TV and he wanted to avoid Reborn. Gokudera stayed by his side obediently.

They were doing the assignment given by Nezu-sensei together.

Gokudera had already solved 40 of the 50 questions in about ten minutes when Tsuna was still at number 13. But he didn't want to seem like he was bragging to the brunette so he just kept doing his work and occasionally looked out the window.

He noticed a familiar silhouette on the ground outside with other larger silhouettes looming over him.

"Tenth, isn't that Yamamoto?" Gokudera pointed out the window.

Tsuna looked out the window. "I-I think… Yamamoto's with his seniors…?" He flinched slightly when the so-called seniors started kicking Yamamoto's body, the latter doing nothing to stop them.

"G-Gokudera…!" Tsuna didn't know what to do and he looked at his friend for advice.

"Leave it to me." The silver-head was glad for being asked for help by his boss. "Excuse me for a second." He stood up and ran off.

Tsuna looked out the window again and swallowed in nervousness. He felt really bad for not moving a finger to help Yamamoto. He mentally sighed in relief when the seniors seemed to got tired of him and started leaving.

Yamamoto got himself up and started limping away.

Tsuna couldn't stand it anymore. He was too nervous and worried. He quickly left the classroom.


Gokudera had saw Yamamoto going up the stairs. But the latter didn't notice him and continued his journey to somewhere.

"Tch, freaking bastard." Gokudera couldn't return with the answer, "I saw Yamamoto at the staircase so he should be okay", so he followed the baseball player silently at a safe distance.

The black-haired teen eventually arrived to the rooftop. He walked nearer to the edge and gripped the metal railings.

What is he thinking? Gokudera felt unsettled.

Yamamoto climbed over the metal railings, dangerously close to falling off at any moment.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Gokudera made sure to stay at a distance, he didn't want to startle Yamamoto to jump down the high premise.

Yamamoto flinched in surprised and snapped his head backwards. His serious frown was immediately replaced by a convincing smile. "Oh, Gokudera! I didn't notice you were there!"

"Quit bullshitting me!"

"I was just looking at the sceneries." Yamamoto's smile drooped a bit. He turned around, looking at the bottom of the building. "Did you know, the whole team was depending on me today? I caused the lost. The seniors got real mad, you know."

"It's just a stupid match anyway-" Gokudera didn't notice his boss behind him.

Yamamoto yelled angrily without looking back, "It's not! It definitely wasn't!" He glared at the sky. "You don't understand. You d-don't understand…"

"Ya-Yamamoto!" Tsuna, who had been hiding for a few seconds until the time was right, exclaimed. "P-please." He had heard Yamamoto's statement and it of course, upset him.

"Tsu-"

"You may think you're useless, but you're actually really strong! Your teammates are at fault here! J-just like Mihashi*…"

*Mihashi: Mihashi Ren is the main character of the manga 'Big Windup!' who faces similar crisis as Yamamoto

"Tenth…"

Yamamoto stared at Tsuna. "Perhaps what you're saying is true…" Tsuna felt relieved until Yamamoto added, "But… Baseball was the only thing I could do! Even the baseball God has lost hope in me…"

Gokudera was tempted to choke Yamamoto for dismissing Tsuna's speech, but he kept quiet and looked at Tsuna, waiting to see what Tsuna would do.

Tsuna should have comforted Yamamoto. He really should have. He should have helped him by saying the facts that he wasn't all that bad. He should have insisted he should jus ditch his old teammates and be free.

But he was angry. Angry at how Yamamoto could easily throw away his life. He knew Yamamoto had a fulfilling life and had wonderful things waiting awaiting for him.

"Fine." Tsuna shocked them. "Jump."

Yamamoto's eyes flashed of hurt, but he prepared to do so. Tsuna wasn't what he initially thought. But the thought of finally not needing to face his troubles was comforting.

He faced them as his foot slowly left the floor, his eyes shut tight. He was going to let himself fall backwards.

"Disappoint me."

Yamamoto's eyes snapped opened in shock. For some reason, he subconsciously grabbed the metal railings before he could fall. He felt his whole body trembling; either from the adrenaline shock of committing suicide or merely Tsuna. He heard his heartbeat was beating loudly in his ears.

"Disappoint your friends. Disappoint the people who believed in you." Tsuna spat angrily but softly. "Disappoint your parents! Be selfish and let the people who love you go through devastation!"

"I-I…" Yamamoto couldn't continue whatever he was going to say. He was caught off guard by the timid brunette.

The metal railings broke, being rusted for years. Yamamoto lost his footing and had actually fall off. He deeply regretted trying to commit suicide in that split moment, but it was too late.

Except that he didn't actually fall to his death. Somebody was gripping his left hand. He looked up, slightly teary-eyed and saw the brunette's anxious face.

When they saw Yamamoto fell, Tsuna had dove forward to catch him. The brunette would have fallen to his death with Yamamoto if it weren't for Gokudera, who reached out for his foot.

"Tsu-Tsuna!" His left wrist was already injured when the seniors beat him up. They said it wasn't of use anyway. Now the grip was making it worse, but the pain is nothing compared to the thought of actually dying.

Tsuna mustered up the energy to talk. "S-stu-stupid!" He was sincerely worried about Yamamoto, but he was worried about themselves too.

The silver-head was tried pulling them up, but he wasn't strong enough. "D-damnit!" He had to do something soon; he felt his grip on Tsuna's foot was slipping. The shoe was going to go loose soon.

Tsuna and Yamamoto screamed when the former's shoe had slipped off. They were really going to die now.

The brunette caught a glimpse of Reborn with his gun as he was falling. At that moment, only one thought crossed Tsuna's mind.

I want to save Yamamoto.

It happened all too fast. There were two gunshots from the window and before they knew it, Yamamoto saw Tsuna's feet were shot, blood splattered their faces. Yamamoto's eyes widened in horror. Tsuna should have done something to react to the pain, but instead orange flames engulfed his head and his clothes burst into flames.

It was naked-Tsuna, the freakishly strong and unpredictable Tsuna. But not even he can do anything when they were about to hit the ground!

They would die soon. At least, that's what Yamamoto thought. But Yamamoto didn't have the bone-crushing pain all over his body like he expected.

Yamamoto opened his eyes. He was still above ground, but that was only because Tsuna was carrying him bridal style. He was saved.

The flame on Tsuna's forehead sizzled out before his hands gave away and dropped Yamamoto onto the ground ungracefully.

"Oof!" Yamamoto almost bit his tongue. "Tsuna, what did you…?"

Tsuna looked at Yamamoto, his eyes were still dead-looking, but it was slightly tinged with a beautiful orange. Tsuna gave a tired smile and opened his mouth to say something.

"W-we… sur…" Tsuna started swaying before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed forward. Yamamoto quickly got up and caught him before he could hit the ground.

Yamamoto sighed tiredly when he saw Tsuna's sleeping face. He place Tsuna on the ground gently and lie on the ground next to him, mentally exhausted.

He tried processing everything that happened in that few seconds.

A few moments later, Gokudera stomped towards them. "Tenth!" He laid his head onto his friend's chest and was relieved to hear heartbeats. He glared at Yamamoto, who was looking at them.

"Hey, Gokudera." He greeted with a smile that wasn't as energetic as his usual one.

Gokudera bit his lips. "You freaking baseball idiot! Do you know you almost killed the tenth?!" He scolded fiercely.

Yamamoto laughed it off. His eyes shut and he was deep in thought before he uttered something. "Tsuna saved me," He looked up at the sky, "even though he had no reason to. He could've just left me to die."

The silver-head's glare softened. What Yamamoto said was all too familiar with his thoughts. Tsuna didn't have to save them. But he did. "That's the tenth for you."

Yamamoto covered his eyes with his arm. "It hurts… that I couldn't just leave the world peacefully. But… I'm glad Tsuna helped me…" His tears slid down his eyes. He can't believe he almost leave his dad all alone in this world. He was too selfish. Guilt flooded his heart but was soon relieved when he felt his beating heart; a reminder that he was still alive.

Gokudera stayed silent and mentally sighed. He slid down the wall; he was tired too.

The peaceful atmosphere was broke by a booming voice. "Why are you still here?! The school is closing now!" It was a prefect who was looking at them from the second floor of the school building.

They didn't notice that it was almost dusk until the prefect said that.

"Report yourself immediately!"

Gokudera did some rude gestures. "Like you're the boss of me!" Perhaps the prefect couldn't even see them clearly, seeing how dark it already was.

The prefect was frustrated and disappeared from the window.

Gokudera kicked Yamamoto in the ribs. "Get up!" He pulled Tsuna's arm to his shoulder. "I don't care if you're caught, but don't drag us into your mess!"

Yamamoto jumped up and got Tsuna's other arm. "Let's run off together then!" Gokudera scowled at the other but they proceeded to get out with their weaker friend tangled in the middle.

After Yamamoto was sure they were at a pretty safe distance, he remembered about the loud pangs he heard earlier. He immediately crouched and checked Tsuna's foot.

"What-are-you-doing." Gokudera didn't like how Yamamoto seemed like he was creeping up to Tsuna.

"Huh… That's weird." Yamamoto scratched his head. "I saw Tsuna's foot being shot earlier, but I don't see anything but his blood." He wiped the side of his cheek and showed his hand to Gokudera. His finger had dried blood on it. "See? It got me too, so it must have really happened!"

Gokudera took a closer look at Tsuna's foot. He did not know much about the dying will bullet, but he had heard that the wound would immediately enclose itself miraculously. It still held many mysteries till this day.

He smirked cockily to himself. Yamamoto didn't know that, so he was still better than him.

The silver-head cackled to himself in cheap pride, to Yamamoto's confusion.

Reborn popped out of nowhere. "So I see Tsuna has another subordinate." He looked at Tsuna and sighed. "Weakling."

Gokudera didn't like how Reborn was belittling the tenth, but he had to respect him as the boss' tutor. "Reborn-san." He greeted in his usual rough manner.

"A talking baby!" Yamamoto exclaimed in surprised. The day just gets crazier and crazier.

"I bet you don't even know where you're going." Reborn's word made them freeze. It was true. They didn't even know where Tsuna lived. Gokudera never followed Tsuna home out of respect.


Trivias: (More will be written as the chapters go along!)

- The current version of the story is the third version. The first on was outright crappy, the second one was like fill-in-the-plot-holes and this, I don't know.

- I started writing the third version's third chapter after reading Durarara! Novels, since I was sorta inspired by it.

- Until this day Tsuna is still very confused about Ao_no_Usagi's gender. This is because his friend likes to keep things mysterious.

- Yamamoto prefers Disney, western shows and cartoons, more so than eastern' stuff. This is mainly because of his mother's influence.

- I think of Yamamoto and Tsuna as opposites. The former likes western stuff while the latter likes eastern stuff. Yamamoto is cheery, Tsuna is a somewhat emo teenager.

- I plan out on the pairing with the otaku we all know and maybe love. Hopefully you guys will like it. Though I literally haven't decide on anything other than that so feel free to suggest?


Preview for next chapter (Maybe):

Tsuna was literally at the edge of his seat. He was watching the 13th episode of Sword Art Online and he occasionally yelped when something happens. Tsuna had almost flip the table when the anime ended in a cliffhanger.

If there was one thing he hated more than people dissing his waifu (Hatsune Miku), it was cliffhangers.

"Yo, young Vongola."

The adult Lambo immediately regretted calling out to the boy when the latter had somehow snapped his neck in a creepy manner. Tsuna stood up from his seat and swayed to Lambo, who was too scared to move.

"Lambo."

"Y-yes?"

"Tell me what happens in Sword Art Online after the 13th episode." It was impossible for Lambo to answer that question; mainly because he didn't watch the anime himself. But he couldn't resist to utter out the golden rule told by his boss.

"No spoilers." He wagged a finger in a teasing manner.

What Lambo didn't know then was that he would dearly miss the finger after the traumatic encounter with Tsuna.


There's been lesser reviews lately... Maybe it's cause I was too hiatus-ish. I'm sorry, please continue feeding me cookies (read: reviews or anything) and I will try to give you something worth your time.

Replies: (Thank you you awesome dudes -throws sushi rolls at you coz they're awesome crap)

gabrielatsuki:

I had thought about putting in yaoi in it, since I love them, but I sometimes prefer hetero pairs. Besides, I feel uncomfortable writing yaoi. -shame- It's nice to hear you like the fic~ /

booklover1209:

Thank you my dear! ;v;

Sebazu:

TsunaxKyokoxHaru? That's an interesting choice! Hmm... I'll try to see what I can do...

Glassed Loner:

Ah, I always do love your long reviews. Okay, about Tsuna going to an otaku convention outside Japan somewhere, you're a bit right. I had something like that planned. (It's sad that I'm already planning future arc when I'm still not done with Mukuro arc or Varia arc hahaha -shot-)

Guest:

Omg didn't think a male reader actually existed -shoves yaoi ideas into box and burns it- Yes! KHR is about family spirit! I thought everybody were pairing crazed! (That's not a bad thing since we all have our own cups of tea) Actually I love romance stories to bits and initiallly wrote this as one. But then it turned dark, cracky, and slice of life-ish and now this. I honestly have no idea what happened. A friend of mine reccommended that Xanxus should be an otaku too and have an epic debate with Tsuna. I really liked your idea, but I'm worried that there might be too much otakus. Ahh decisions, decisions. (Anything for Miku!)

Comedy-Neko-Chan:

Actually I was pretty stoic when I was typing the 'FBI moment' as you call it, since I already know what would happen. I'm real glad I managed to get you onto the edge of your seat! Hahaha, your dialogue isn't that far from the actual events, actually. XD