I am SO sorry. You know I love you all right? D:
This is my new chapter~ I tried to make it really long without it sounding all repetitive and stuff, just for you~
Sorry it took so long, I've become obsessed with this Role Playing site my friend made.
I've also been watching lots of anime, AND my computer crashed so EVERYTHING is gone now, so I had to start over from scratch. ;-;
So here you go. A nice long dose of Yaoi Drugs~ :3
"May we continue?"
Tsuna stared wide eyed at the Italian, not sure what to say. He kind of wanted to continue, his teenage curiousity taking over, on the other hand, they were both boys. Boys didn't do this kind of thing with each other. The conflicting thoughts were very visible in the brunettes amber eyes, plain for the world (which, at the moment, consisted of Gokuder Hayato) to see.
Gokudera pulled away, releasing his boss from his hold.
"Jyuudaime, if you don't want to that's okay. And if you want to....maybe....continue later....you can call me. Anytime." He told his boss, smiling at him. He would never do anything to upset this man. Never.
Tsuna looked down, his cheeks dusted with a light pink. He reached out and took his right-hand man's hand.
"Thank you....Gokudera. I don't think I'm quite....ready...yet, for that kind of stuff. I probably will be some time though, so....will you wait for me?" He asked him, peeking up at Gokudera through his eyelashes, hoping he noticed the dropping of -kun.
Gokudera's expression immediately brightened, of course he noticed the change of behavior of the most important person on earth. He was so..... overjoyed at this small thing, he didn't think he could contain his happiness. He leaned in and hugged the brunette, his mind going on a little vacation.
Tsuna jumped a bit, but then hesitantly wrapped his petite arms around the frame of the taller male. He turned his face and kissed the Italians cheek, smiling an angelic smile, just for him.
Then, just as Gokudera was going to blush and stutter, the door slammed open.
"Tsuna! Gokudera! Baseball practice was cancelled because of the rain!" Yamamoto exclaimed as he came into the room. He noticed his two friends were on opposite sides of the room, panting and looking horrified. "What's wrong you two? You look like you've seen a ghost." He commented with an idiotic grin.
"You scared us half to death, Baseball idiot!" Gokudera exclaimed in his regular loud voice. "Knock before you enter the Tenth's room! What if he was changing?!"
Tsuna exhaled, glad Yamamoto didn't decide to come in earlier then that and find him and Gokudera in such an intamite position.
Little did our brunette heroine know that said raven haired baseball player did know what happened. In fact, he wasoutside the door as all of it was going down. Yamamoto slipped Tsuna a small glance out of the corner of his eye, his face going serious for a fraction of a moment.
Tsuna hated gym, hated it with a firey passion, only rivaled by Hibari's killing intent. Currently, our princess was in the changing room, all sweaty and panting from his last class of the day. ( A/N: Cough cough. -Insert nosebleed here.- ) He had to stay after class and run around the track 100 times because the teacher was a sadistic slave driver. Translation: Reborn cosplayed as a teacher so he could smirk and be a spartan maniac and ruthlessly ruin Tsuna's life.
A loud Tsuna! inturupted his inner ramblings, just as he took off his shirt. He looked behind him to see Yamamoto run into the room, out of breath, looking like he was searching for something.
"Yamamoto! What are you doing here this late? You didn't have Baseball today right?" He asked in surprise, turning so the taller male could see his face, and unfortunately for the raven haired teen, the rest of his half naked body.
Yamamoto jumped back, cheeks immediately turning a dark shade of red as the blood rushed to them. He covered his eyes, not wanting to admit it, but he liked seeing Tsuna like this.
"Tsuna! Sorry! I- uh- was just.... looking for you... since you didn't come back to the classroom......" He trailed off, blushing and looking at the floor. He lowered his hand and his hair shadowed his eyes so the brunette could not see the lust in them. What the hell am I doing? It's not like he's a girl!
"No, it's okay. I just had to do a few extra laps for the teacher. I was just about to leave." The brunette replied with an annoyed smile, he turned back to his task and glared at the floor. Damn that Reborn.
Yamamoto dared a glance at his friend, and seeing he wasn't looked, raised his head and stared at the petite figure in front of him. Was Tsuna always this....pretty? He admired the pale skin, and the small muscles that weren't very visable, but still there. He noticed that his pants felt a little smaller at this thought, and he wondered why they were like this now and not when he put them on this morning. Those thoughts soon went away when he looked down and saw the cause. Oh. Thats problematic.
"Did you and Gokudera-kun wait for me? Sorry to make you guys sit in the classroom for so long by yourselves, I know you and him don't click well." Tsuna was talking about mundane things Yamamoto wasn't even listening to, he was to busy watching the clenching of the brunettes muscles as he moved, covering the beautiful skin with fabric.
Before he could control himself, Yamamoto was across the room wrapping his strong arms around the brunettes small waist, preventing him from covering the pale skin.
"Y-Yamamoto?!" Tsuna exclaimed in surprise, dropping the shirt he was holding to the floor.
"Tsuna..." The Japanese teen replied huskily. What was happening? Why was his body all....hot inside?
"W-What are you doing? Yamamoto, are you okay?" The brunette asked in concern. The only response he got was the raven haired baseballer burying his face into the soft brown locks.
Quick, think of something. Make an excuse! Yamamoto was panicking now, he couldn't let Tsuna see what he wasw doing to him, but he didn't want to let go yet. Just then, a loud Clap! could be heard from the sky, and the locker room lit up with a bright light. Tsuna seemed unaffected, but Yamamoto had a rare moment of clarity.
"I'm scared of thunder!" He said without thinking, arms tightening around Tsuna, his eyes closing tightly to emphazize his point.
The young Vongola bosses eyes widened. Yamamoto? Scared of thunder? What the hell....?
"During the Ring Battles...." Yamamoto snapped his attention to Tsuna, coming out of the thoughts he was having about how he could take advantage of the situation. Why was he talking about the Ring Battles? They were over. "...Were you scared during Lambo's fight?" Ah. So thats what he was getting at.
"A bit.... but I had to act tough because everyone was there. I can't be a wimp." He replied, acting embarrased.
Tsuna clenched his teeth, he turned around in Yamamoto's grasp and wrapped his arms around the taller males waist.
"What's wrong with being a wimp?" He asked. Tsuna was a wimp, and he was fine with it.
Oops. "I didn't mean it like that, it's just that I..... Don't like it. For me it feels wrong. Theres absolutely nothing wrong with being wimpy." He told the brunette with a smile, rubbing small circles on the toned back, comforting him.
"Jyuudaime! What are you two doing?!" A voice said from the doorway, followed by a Thud of something hitting the ground. Tsuna turned his head and blushed a deep crimson, Gokudera was standing in the doorway, soaking wet, an umbrella on the ground. his expression horrified.
"Gokudera! What are you doing here? I though you went home!" Yamamoto said, not worried in the least about the compromising positon him and Tsuna were in.
"I came back because Jyuudaime wasn't at home yet. But I see I wasn't needed." Replied the silver haired teen, his face changing to an emotionless mask, but Tsuna knew him well enough to see the undertone of hurt in his eyes.
"G-Gokudera-kun. It isn't what it lo-" Tsuna tried to explain, but Gokudera just turned on his heel and walked away with a brisk pace.
"What's wrong with Gokudera?" Yamamoto asked, confused out of his mind.
Tsuna didn't reply, he just grabbed his shirt off the floor and ran after his right-hand man, leaving Yamamoto to get home by himself.
He chased Gokudera down, catching him in the hallway of their classroom. Said Italian bomber stopped, but didn't turn around. Tsuna didn't stop moving when he should have, so he ended up crashing into the silver haired teen in a very Tsuna-esque move, but, seeing as this is my Fanfiction, I get to choose what happens, so Tsuna did a very un-Tsuna-like thing and made it seem deliberate by wrapping his arms around Gokudera waist and pressing his cheek into the taller males shoulder.
"It wasn't like that Gokudera! Yamamoto's scared of thunder! He only hugged me!" He explained in a breathless voice, seeing as how the brunette has next to no stamina.
"Jyuudaime.... Nothing happened? Really?" Gokudera asked, voice shaking. Why was he getting so worked up?
"No. Nothing at all. I said I'd call you, right? Not Yamamoto." Comforted Tsuna, hoping Gokudera would forgive him.
"Jyu-Jyuudaime!" Happiness overtook him and he whipped around, pressing his lips to the brunettes without thinking. Before Tsuna had any chance to reply, a voice sounded from the shadows of the moonlit hallway.
"Kufufufu..... Children sure are adventurous these days."
I LOVERS cliffys. :3
Hate reading them, but love writing them.3
ANYWHO.
Result time!
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Hibari Kyoya- 6
Yamamoto Takeshi- 4
Byakuran- 3
Rokudo Mukuro- 2
Gokudera Hayato, Giotto, Sasagawa Ryohei, Lancia, Lambo- 1
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