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"Gokudera, that's enough," Yamamoto said as he stopped Gokudera from drinking another can of beer by gripping his wrist. Gokudera had already drunk too much and he really needed to be stopped.

"Let go," Gokudera demanded. He struggled to be freed from Yamamoto's grip but as he did it, he accidentally dropped the can and Yamamoto finally let him go. "Tsk," he hissed with disappointment. It was the last can and it was just wasted. He brought his knees up to his chest and frowned angrily as he watched the TV.

"Goku—"

"Don't touch me," Gokudera slapped the hand that was about to touch him. Maybe, he decided to play with this idiot's game but dealing with his annoying personality was something he could never do.

"Ma, ma, I'll just go if you don't want me here," Yamamoto said as he stood up. Gokudera was constantly shoving him away and he wasn't that dumb to not realize that the Storm doesn't want him here. Gokudera is really mad now so maybe, he really has to go. Yamamoto turned around and started to walk.

Gokudera stared at Yamamoto, wide-eyed. Does he want the Rain Guardian to leave? The answer is no, obviously. He picked up an empty can and threw at Yamamoto.

The can hit Yamamoto's back and he turned around to look at the Storm. "What was that for?" he asked.

"Stay," it was just said in a very low voice but Gokudera made sure that Yamamoto heard it. He bowed his head to hide the blush that was formed on his face when he saw the shock in Yamamoto's eyes, plus, saying that word is truly embarrassing also.

Yamamoto smiled and walked back to sit on the sofa. Gokudera sure is cute. "Why are you so mad?" he asked, patting the Italian's head gently.

Gokudera stood up from the floor and faced the baseball idiot. He straddled Yamamoto's lap and looked at him intently.

Yamamoto smiled again before leaning in to kiss Gokudera passionately on the lips. He wrapped his arms around Gokudera's waist while Gokudera wrapped his around Yamamoto's neck. They kissed each other hungrily 'til they both pulled away to breathe.

"Why do you keep hurting me?"

That question came out from Gokudera's mouth unexpectedly and Yamamoto was wide-eyed, hearing it. "When did I?" he asked, laughing nervously afterwards.

"Every time"

Yamamoto was surprised when he saw a tear roll down Gokudera's cheek. He felt a painful throb in his heart because he felt a little guilty though he didn't know why. Gokudera was crying… the Italian who was always so tough was crying and he was the reason behind it. Yamamoto couldn't believe it.

Gokudera hugged Yamamoto tightly and he immediately hugged back. He caressed the Italian's back gently, comforting him, 'til he felt the silver-haired fall asleep.

The sun had already set when Hibari allowed Tsuna to go home. Tsuna had just finished cleaning the office of the disciplinary committee and now, he is walking quietly. Walking would have been much easier if Hibari wasn't there walking beside him.

"I can go home alone, Hibari-san," Tsuna informed his senpai as he scratched the back of his head. He had been feeling really, really nervous since yesterday and he really want to relieve it but Hibari wouldn't leave him. How the hell can he do that? The Sky looked up at the man who didn't even bother answering him.

Jeez… Hibari-san's ignoring me…

Tsuna chose to continue walking and just ignore the feeling of nervousness. That was 'til he heard a bark and he immediately took a step back when he saw the dog trying to get out of the gate.

Hibari stopped walking when he saw the Sky took a step back and hid behind him. He stared at the herbivore who looked really scared at the moment then at the dog that kept on barking. He smirked arrogantly when he realized that the herbivore was scared of the little dog. "Wow," he was actually amazed that Tsuna is still afraid of a little puppy when he can easily emit flames with just a hand.

The Cloud took the Sky's hand and dragged him forcefully so they could continue walking. It was getting late already, after all. The two continued walking silently, holding hands. Tsuna was blushing darkly, feeling really embarrassed at his cowardice. When they reached the Sky's home, they both stopped and Hibari finally let go of the boy's hand.

"Thank you, Hibari-san. D-Do you want to come in?" Tsuna asked hesitantly as he looked up at Hibari.

"No"

Tsuna bit his lower lip, hearing that simple answer. He didn't know what to say anymore and he was panicking. Hibari still hasn't left and it seems that he was waiting for something to happen. Tsuna didn't know what to do so he just stood there nervously 'til he saw Hibari leaned his face closer to his and then, he felt their lips met. Tsuna was wide-eyed, after that. The kiss was just quick but it made his heartbeat quicken its pace.

"Goodnight," Hibari said as he turned around and started to walk away. He smirked with satisfaction, knowing how red the sky's cheeks are now.

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon. Yamamoto was in a restaurant, eating with Aya, the manager of the baseball team. They are on a date. He didn't know how it happened but the last time they talked, they somehow ended up planning a date.

"So Takeshi-kun, I think you already know…"

"Yeah… Everyone in the team was talking about it," Yamamoto said, chuckling afterwards.

"So… um… I want to know what you think about it," Aya said as she fidgeted, obviously nervous at what Yamamoto will answer.

Yamamoto smiled. He didn't know how to tell her his thoughts about it. He smiled as he looked outside to see the person at the other restaurant, sitting near the window, who was spying them. He knew that it was Hayato and he definitely had a lot of explainings to do tonight.

"Aya-san, I'm sorry but I can't return the feelings you have for me," Yamamoto apologized as he looked at his senpai with a sorry smile.

Aya was shocked at the answer and she was silenced for a moment. She stared at Yamamoto, unable to accept what was said. "A-Are you in love with someone else?"

Yamamoto looked at the person outside again. He knows now why Gokudera was acting so weird these past few days. It was because of her. It was because of Aya that he was hurting the silver-haired Italian. Yamamoto didn't like hurting Gokudera so he had to clear everything now. He loves Gokudera and never will he hurt him intentionally.

"Yes," Yamamoto answered as he looked back at her again. The moment he said that word, a tear fell down her cheek and it was soon followed by more. The girl stood up and was about to run away but Yamamoto hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry," he apologized as he caressed her back gently, soothing her. He knew that he should have said this earlier to Aya yet he couldn't find the right time. "I'm sorry, Aya-san," he apologized again.

FF Later, that night…

Yamamoto knocked on the door of Gokudera's apartment and after a few seconds of waiting, it opened, revealing the silver-haired Italian. "Yo, Gokudera," he greeted with a smile.

Gokudera looked at the baseball nut with annoyance. He was still pissed at what he saw earlier. "You're not welcome here today," he told the Japanese coldly as he tried to close the door but failed when Yamamoto stopped him. "What the fuck?"

"We need to talk," Yamamoto said, still smiling at the Italian.

Gokudera thought for a moment. Is Yamamoto finally going to clarify everything between them? Will Yamamoto finally explain to him everything? Will Yamamoto finally answer all the questions he had inside? "Fine," Gokudera let the Japanese in and they went straight to the living room and sat on both ends of the sofa so they were a little far from each other.

"`Dera, are you jealous of Aya?" Yamamoto asked straightforwardly.

Gokudera was taken aback at the question and he glared at Yamamoto for that. "What?" he asked angrily, not believing what he heard.

Yamamoto scratched the back of his head as he laughed at the Italian's reaction. "You were spying on us earlier," he stated.

Gokudera gulped. Was he so obvious? "The fuck are you saying?" he denied.

Yamamoto pulled Gokudera by the hand so they sat beside each other with no space between them. "You just have to answer, Hayato."

Gokudera bowed his head as he frowned angrily. Why was he so careless? "Then, why didn't you stop me?"

Yamamoto was actually expecting an answer to his question but well, realizing that this is Gokudera, he just smiled, knowing that the Storm wouldn't easily admit something like that. "Because you were in disguise. I thought you didn't want me to notice you," he answered. "Are you jealous?" he asked again.

"Why the hell would I be jealous?" Gokudera retorted as he tried to free his hand but the Rain only held it tighter.

"She was the reason why you're always so mad at me," Yamamoto answered, still smiling.

"I am ALWAYS mad at you, Yakyuu baka, damn it," Gokudera shouted and cursed, aggravated at every word Yamamoto was saying.

"But you're madder than usual," Yamamoto said as he looked at Gokudera and smiled. Gokudera looked back at him, still with anger. "She is the reason why I was hurting you, isn't she?"

Gokudera looked at Yamamoto, wide-eyed and he couldn't believe how calm the base ball nut could say those. "Fuck you!" he shouted as he tried to punch Yamamoto but Yamamoto stopped him by pushing him down on the sofa with his hands pinned on either side of his head. "Fuck you…" he cursed the man above him. It was just a whisper but there was anger in it. "If you knew, then why did you still date her?" he asked. "You knew yet you…" Gokudera bit his lip as he looked away.

"I just realized it earlier, I'm sorry," Yamamoto explained and apologized.

"Damn it, I hate you," Gokudera looked away from Yamamoto as he said those words. He hated this man. He hated how dense this man is. He hated how idiot Yamamoto is. "I hate you so much," he repeated.

"You hate me?" Yamamoto asked then laughed a little afterwards thought hurt could be hint from it. He let go of Gokudera as he sat on the sofa again. "Why?" he knew that it wasn't what Gokudera really meant. The things that happened before and his jealousy were enough proofs for that. He just wanted to hear Gokudera say his true feelings.

Gokudera got up also and sat at the other end of the sofa again as he frowned at Yamamoto. 'Why?' he asked? Damn him. It should be very obvious for him already.

"Then tell me to leave. Tell me that everything we did was disgusting."

What? Gokudera looked away from Yamamoto to look at his hands. His hands clutched his pants, hearing those words. Can he say such things to the baseball nut?

"So I know when to stop loving you," Yamamoto said those as he forced a smile on his lips.

Though Gokudera blushed darkly at the confession, he was truly mad at what this idiot was saying. "Idiot! That's not what I meant!" he shouted as he glared at Yamamoto angrily.

Yamamoto stood up and walked near Gokudera. He stopped when he was standing in front of the Storm and he looked at him seriously. "Then will you tell me what you meant?"

"What?" Gokudera stared at Yamamoto with a frown of disbelief. It seems like Yamamoto was hiding or planning something. He just couldn't think what it is.

"I'm an idiot, after all," Yamamoto smiled as he scratched the back of his head.

D-Dangerous… Gokudera saw Yamamoto sat beside him as he felt his body being lifted and before he knew what was happening, he was already straddling Yamamoto's lap. He frowned at Yamamoto as he tried to figure out what was on Yamamoto's mind.

"Will you explain it to me?" Yamamoto asked once more as he wrapped an arm around Gokudera's waist.

Gokudera bowed his head. His heart was beating so fast; he was so nervous because Yamamoto is acting so weird. He closed his eyes as he thought of what to say. "When I say I hate you, it doesn't mean that I hate you totally," he finally decided to explain just so he could end the nervousness he was feeling.

"Eh?"

Gokudera opened his eyes widely, realizing that what he said was really confusing, especially to this idiot Japanese. "Tsk," he hissed in annoyance. He glared at Yamamoto to make sure that the man would listen carefully to every word he would say. "I mean, when I say I hate you, it doesn't mean that I hate your very existence. There are just some things that I hate about you but it doesn't mean that I totally hate you," he explained angrily while glaring at Yamamoto with annoyance.

Yamamoto didn't know what to say and he just laughed at what he heard. Gokudera is really bad with words.

"What?" Gokudera was pissed at Yamamoto's response to his words.

"Nothing, you're just too cute," Yamamoto said as he removed the strands of hair that covered Gokudera's face using his free hand. "Will you tell me what you hate about me?"

Gokudera was surprised at the question and he looked away from the baseball idiot. "I hate your idiocy. I hate your jokes. I hate your cheerfulness… and I hate you laugh," he said, the last part just popped in his mind.

Yamamoto smiled. "Do you want me to change those?" he asked. If Gokudera wanted him to, then he definitely would.

Gokudera clutched Yamamoto's shirt, hearing that question. Does he really want Yamamoto to change? He looked at Yamamoto as he gulped, unsure if what he would say is right. "N-No…" he answered. He wouldn't be the Yakyuu baka anymore if he wasn't an idiot. He wouldn't be the baseball idiot anymore if he was not telling jokes… if he wasn't cheerful… if he doesn't laugh like he always does.

Yamamoto smiled wider, knowing that Gokudera likes the way he is now. "Then what do you want?"

Gokudera looked at Yamamoto again with surprise.

What do I want?

…

What does he really want? This was the first time someone had asked him that question. He didn't know what to say and his mouth stayed shut.

Yamamoto knew that Gokudera wouldn't be able to answer that question easily. Gokudera never cared for himself, after all. "Come on, I won't know if you don't tell me."

Gokudera clutched Yamamoto's shirt as he blushed darkly at what he was going to say. He looked at Yamamoto directly in the eyes and it only made him feel even more nervous. "Y-You…" was his simple answer as he bowed his head. He waited for Yamamoto's response but when he received nothing, he looked up and was surprised when he saw that the baseball nut was blushing also.

Yamamoto was silenced for a moment. That was the simplest yet the most wonderful answer he could ever get from that question and Gokudera was the one who said it. "You're so cute, Hayato."

"What?" Gokudera glared at the baseball idiot again, angered at his response.

"I love you," Yamamoto said before he pulled Gokudera in a passionate kiss.

Gokudera was surprised and he blushed darkly after that. He hugged Yamamoto and buried his face on his shoulder to hide his face. "Y-You're a real bastard, Yakyuu baka."