Chapter Six
Let's not be Ashamed
"G-Gokudera!" Tsunayoshi exclaimed in embarrassment. The crazed dynamite-boy for a lover he had was holding his hand—in public. Not only that, they were walking through the gates of their school. This morning he had just slipped past with the luck that he had not run into any of his other friends. Though, that luck would soon diminish as he realized he would have to see them all at school today.
"What is it, Tsuna?" the silver-haired teen asked, a soft smile gracing his features though it was hinted with worry for how the brunette was freaking. Knowingly, he tightened his grip on the fragile seeming hand of the younger male. "Am I not allowed holding your hand…?" he frowned slightly.
"A-Ah, It's embarrassing!" the young Vongola continued to shout as they passed the school gates. "People are going to laugh…!" he looked away, cheeks painted with a light shade of pink.
"Jyuudaime…" Gokudera stopped as they breached the doors of the school. "…Tsuna. They don't matter." He insisted, turning to face Tsunayoshi. He wrapped one arm around the frail brunette's waist, and pulled him onto his tippy toes so that he could gingerly press their lips together. The reaction the bomber was given was nearly hilarious, but remained to be adorable all in the same.
"G-G-Gokudera?" the brunette jumped back, brown orbs glowing with emotion. His cheeks were tinted a dark shade of red—which in Gokudera's head suited him. After all, that shade of red on his cheeks was seemingly the most adorable thing in existence.
"It's Hayato to you, Jyuudaime." Gokudera smirked, taking the younger male's hand and storming into the school. He looked overly happy about this, almost as though he was taking amusement and pride in the embarrassment of his dear boss. Everything about this said 'hey look at me, I have this here tuna'. All Tsunayoshi could do was keep his head low, glancing up every so often to check the stares that came his way. Which they certainly did; his eyes settled on the door in front of him as they made their way to their first class, and with ease his lover walked in, continuing to hold his hand—nearly dragging him in with him.
"Hayato…" Tsuna muttered. Everyone stared, but only for the moment. Oddly enough, the class quickly dismissed the fact they were holding hands. A few gave a look of disgust while others continued to mind their own business, not showing much of a damn. Gokudera casually walked over to a seat, and pulled the tenth into his lap, hearing a satisfying gasp escape the boy's lips.
"W-Why are you doing this?" the brunette whispered nervously.
"Because I love you, Tsuna." This being the only response he was given, Tsuna lost his ability to care whether the teacher complained, or whether the students made any remarks. He felt like somehow—he understood how Gokudera felt. The world slowly faded from his grasp, the only thing he could really see, hear or smell being the man that was in front of him. All that he had, all that he wanted.
End~