Note: This is an OC. And I definitely don't own anything of KHR.
It's been over six months already, dammit! Do something! Takeshi sighed, eyeing his silver haired classmate standing by the open window and smoking. Ever since they kissed, he felt tobacco in his mouth each time he saw Gokudera smoke. And ever since they kissed back then, Hayato has been avoiding any contact with him.
When he tried to embrace him in the morning just like Tsuna, he would always push him back with an insult. And he didn't even hit him when he was mocking him. Each time Yamamoto was pissing him off, the Italian thought about hitting him, sometimes he even raised his hand. But then he reconsidered it, lowered the hand and ignored him completely. The said boy obviously didn't understand how this behavior was hurting Yamamoto.
Gokudera finished his cigarette, throwing it out of the window, and he turned back into the class. Their eyes met. And he replied killingly to the sheepish expression of Yamamoto. Why was he looking at him like that? Since Hayato actually stopped talking to him, the baseball idiot seemed even more annoying. He had noticed it couple times before, Yamamoto Takeshi watching him wherever they were. The Italian youth sincerely regretted losing control and making that stupid move. He pushed himself to get over it, but the idiot obviously couldn't let it go.
With the upset sight stabbing him, Takeshi sighed and looked away. He was used to Gokudera's angry gaze, up until the day they kissed. He thought their relationship will be different since then and it really was, but not the way he expected. It wasn't better as he thought it would, it was much, much worse. If they were friends before, now they hate each other. And if they hated each other before, he doesn't know what they are now.
"Yamamoto Takeshi," the teacher read out, the spoken boy completely ignoring him. He was looking to the window, the other side from Gokudera, and thinking about them. He wondered what relationship they would have if Hayato wasn't so damn stubborn and coldhearted and was brave enough to admit his feelings towards Takeshi. It would be much easier that way. "Yamamoto Takeshi, wake up!"
He quivered, his eyes shooting to the teacher. "Yeah?" he muttered, grinning. Everyone in the class laughed, except for a person who didn't even look back at him. Something in that coldness really hurt, every time it stabbed him like a knife.
The teacher smiled sarcastically. "I wonder if you know that it takes much more than a sense of humor to pass the mid-term exams, Yamamoto-kun," he mentioned. "And you really didn't do well in the last test. I think someone should help you with it."
"Don't worry, I'll handle it somehow," he assured the teacher, grinning again. There was no help for him. The only thing he's been thinking about lately was his Italian classmate, not school. Sometimes he couldn't even concentrate on baseball, and that was really serious.
Tsuna shook his head, his eyes wide with amazement. "Wow, Yamamoto-kun, you scored even less than me!" he astonished. "I didn't think that's possible!" Though he wasn't the best student in the class, he's never been so bad in Math. If he wanted, he could figure almost everything out. The young Vongola thought about it for a second and smiled afterwards. "Hey, I know. What if Gokudera helps you with it? He's an awesome teacher."
The two boys looked at each other, one upset and the other one surprised, awaiting the upcoming answer. "Sure," Gokudera hissed and stabbed him with his sight once again. "Since it's your wish, Tenth."
The boy smiled and patted his shoulder friendly, as if he was completely oblivious to the atmosphere between his two friends.
Yamamoto scratched the back of his head and smiled a little. "So, where are we going to do the Math?" he wondered after the school.
The Italian stabbed him with his sight again, only the small smile of his made him angry. "Your place, of course." He rolled up his eyes and picked up his schoolbag.
"W-what?" Takeshi coughed and rushed after him. "What did you say? Did you say my place?"
Gokudera growled, searching for a pack of smokes in his pocket. "Are you deaf aside from being stupid?" Finally, he got his hands on the cigarettes and pulled one out of the package. He put it into his mouth and set it ablaze. He took a drag and blew out grey smoke. "What?"
Takeshi shrugged, lightly blushing. "You shouldn't smoke," he mentioned shyly, looking at him from the corner of his eye. "It tastes of tobacco…your kisses."
The silver haired boy stopped short; the cigarette fell from his mouth. Suddenly bringing up that memory, that stupid mistake of over a half a year ago, what was he thinking? Did he want to pick up on him or something? Hayato stepped on his cigarette and paced the street ahead. His face was burning up, heart beating wildly. He was upset. He didn't want to think about that kiss. They didn't speak of that topic during the way again.
They both walked through the Yamamoto's sushi restaurant in silence; Takeshi just greeted the old man and told him they'll be studying in his room. Gokudera didn't even bother noticing his father. He was still upset with him; he would probably never forgive the baseball nut for reminding him. Not today, at least.
"So, where do we start?" Yamamoto whispered shyly, seating himself next to his classmate by the table in his room.
Gokudera growled and pulled away from him. "First of all, back off!" he ordered and opened the Math textbook, turning it towards the boy on the other side of the table now. "This is where the mid-term exams will begin. Read it and ask if you don't understand anything."
Silence fell between them, Yamamoto reading patiently and his momentary tutor just sitting there, toying with his package of cigarettes. The dark haired teen looked up a little, taking a few breaths. "Gokudera?" The other boy murmured, looking up from the package. "Why don't you want to sit next to me?"
Hayato supported his head, his fingers dancing on the table. "What's your problem?" he hissed, completely dense. What was that with his need being close? That baseball freak was just impossible. "You really need it that much? Stupid." Yamamoto just blushed and read the book along. Gokudera kept watching his classmate, getting crazy maybe. "Fine, whatever. You can move closer with every question you solve right."
"Really?!" The boy's eyes shined, his mouth creating a happy smile. Could it be that Gokudera was actually willing to be with him? That thought warmed his chest up. So Takeshi tried really hard the whole time they were studying, and he was still getting closer to the Italian boy.
The silver haired teen sighed and looked next to him. "You got that one right, too," he avowed, shrugging. Yamamoto moved right to his body with a low "Yes!" and smiled at him. Their closeness was feeling strange. Gokudera was trying his best to avoid any contact with him, but this was strangely comfortable. Takeshi's body heat was really amazing, it felt actually great.
Yamamoto smiled and pushed his shoulder gently. "So, since I finished the whole thing right, will I get some…special reward?" he pointed out in a whisper, his heart beating as crazy. He really wanted the kiss again, even though it tasted of cigarettes. He liked the taste of his kisses, in truth. He never minded Gokudera's touch or that one kiss he couldn't stop thinking of.
Gokudera looked away, biting his lip. He was out of his mind when he kissed this idiot back then. He was going out of his mind now as well, with Takeshi's body rubbing against his own. "Oh God!" he moaned lowly. How could he actually resist when that stupid Yamamoto was this close, acting so impossibly?
Once more, after a six-month break, he fisted the short dark hair and pulled the idiotic baseball lover's face closer for a kiss. And since their lips touched again, nothing would be enough. Both of them felt it. For the first time, they were of the same opinion.
"What took you so long?" Yamamoto couldn't resist, he had to tease the shorter boy. His only punishment was a light punch into shoulder and then he received lots of rewards.
So, that's all =) Thanks for reading till the end and I hope all of you, who even bothered to read, liked it =) Hope it wasn't that lame? 8)