Okay. Since nobody voted, I'm now in a state of despair and frustration. I need help, people! I'm going crazy! :

Beta read by Shiori-tan.

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR or any of its characters.

"Hey, look at dame-Yumi."

"I know right? She's sleeping in class again."

"You think we should wake her up?"

"Nah, let her get scolded by the teacher again."

I lifted my head off my desk, trying to make sense of what had happened. I vaguely remembered falling asleep during free-time. But that was all.

I wiped a bit of drool off my face as I sat up.

I was sitting at the back of the class, as usual, and everyone was staring at me. I blushed and looked down at my table, trying to ignore the looks that I was receiving.

"Hey! How dare you stare at the tenth that way?" Gokudera entered the room, scowling at the class.

Everyone quickly resumed what they were doing as Gokudera took the seat next to mine.

"Good morning, tenth! Sorry I'm late today. I had to take care of a few people that were bad-mouthing you."

"It's okay, Gokudera-kun."

"Tenth, I insist you call me Hayato," he said urgently.

"I told you already, I will call you Hayato only if you call me Yumi," I said for the millionth time.

Gokudera refused, saying that a right hand man needed to have the proper respect for his boss. I sighed. He'd been going on and on about it for the whole week already.

"Fine, Hayato-kun. But I won't leave off the 'kun' part."

"Deal!" he replied with a million dollar smile.

Suddenly, the door opened with a crash. I looked up and saw about ten people panting outside the classroom.

"Everyone, Yamamoto is going to jump of the roof!" one of them said.

Hearing this, the whole class got up and ran to the door and soon the class was deserted except for me and Gokudera.

"Sheesh, who does that guy think he is? Trying to jump off the roof just like that." To emphasize it, Gokudera snapped his fingers at the end of his sentence.

"Yamamoto Takeshi. He's in the same class as us," I said, standing up. Yamamoto was the champion of the school. He won every single baseball match he played and even helped the school win the inter-school championships last month. He was very popular with the teachers and students at Namimori, especially with the girls.

Although I don't usually bother about these things, and I was a little interested in knowing why Yamamoto wanted to jump off the fourth floor. But all in all, I just wanted to prevent a life lost.

I ran out of the class, closely followed by Gokudera.

"Hey, Boss, where are we going?"

"I think we should go and try to stop him before he jumps." I ran up the staircase to the roof and saw a big crowd had already gathered.

It looked as if the whole school was there. Even the teachers were there, probably trying to stop him from jumping as well. Everyone was gathered at a corner of the school building in a semi-circle. They were keeping their distance from Yamamoto in case he felt cornered and was forced to jump.

I pushed my way into the crowd, trying to reach him. When I finally made it to the front, I saw Yamamoto standing at the ledge, holding onto the rusted railing, his eyes distant. He had a cast on his right arm, his baseball arm.

I stepped over of the border that the crowd had made. Yamamoto must've sensed a hint of movement because he turned his head towards me. He smiled.

"Beautiful weather isn't it?" he asked.

"I guess."

"I didn't want it to have to come to this. I only wanted to be good at baseball."

"But you are. You are really good at it," I said, slowly inching closer to him.

"I overworked myself and broke my arm. I will never be good at baseball. I'm a failure. I should just be gone from this world," he said with a sigh.

"No. You shouldn't jump; you shouldn't disappoint all the people that believe in you." I was a few centimetres from the railing.

"But I've already disappointed them; by breaking my arm and wasting the time I could be practicing, I have already made them stop believing in me."

"No you haven't. Look at all the people who are here," I waved my hand over the crowd behind me.

"They are here because they still believe in you and don't want you to give up like this. You can't give up just like that. You just need to believe in yourself, stop pushing yourself so hard. Who cares if other people don't believe in you? You need to believe in yourself, that's all that matters."

He looked at me for a while, thinking. "You're really something, you know that?" he asked as he hopped over the railing and smiled at me. I blushed. I could just feel menacing glares coming from the members of Yamamoto's fan club piercing my back. "I don't know what I would've done if you weren't there to stop me. Thank you."

"I-it's nothing, r-really."

He walked towards me and patted my head gently. "I mean it."

He walked towards the staircase, whistling happily. Everyone let out a sigh of relief and went back to their classrooms.

*page break*

Now, along with Gokudera, Yamamoto is walking me home.

After class had finished, I found him leaning against the wall outside my classroom. He offered to walk me home, but before I could answer, Gokudera had butted in saying he was already walking me home and Yamamoto could just get lost.

He had laughed and said that it was fine, because he had no baseball practice that day. I quickly said yes before Gokudera could retort.

All through the walk home, Gokudera was gloomy and fought with Yamamoto throughout.

Before I entered my house, I apologised to Yamamoto for Gokudera's behaviour. He said that he didn't mind and it was fun to talk with him. He thanked me again and then went home.

I thought of my good fortune. Since Reborn came I got stronger and stuttered less and made two new friends.

'I guess I'm not so much a dame-Yumi anymore,' I thought, laughing at the ridiculous things that Gokudera and Yamamoto argued about.

Sorry if the conversation between Yamamoto and Yumi was hard to follow.
Sorry if the characters are OOC.