Next up is Yamamoto! ... I'm sorry that I can't write you properly, Yama.
Amano Akira owns Reborn. This story is for entertainment purposes only.
Theme Three - Spirit
The Tenth Vongola Rain Guardian is nineteen when he makes his first kill.
Being alone on missions had made him nervous when he was younger - the result of being so used to operating as a team - and although the discomforting feeling eased with age, being the lone man in enemy territory could still play with even the calmest of minds. He'd made it to that critical point without raising too much suspicion. One stupid, amateur mistake revealed his presence and jeopardised the mission. Yamamoto wryly as his opponent shouted and drew his weapon; if they'd known, Tsuna would have fretted over him, Gokudera would probably have called him an idiot and Squalo would have simply knocked him across the room, shouted and called him a brat.
It was a one-sided fight in the most literal sense. Yamamoto rushed in with the little thought that came with being surprised. The man opposite him mirrored his movements, but hesitated as they got close to one another. It was over with as quickly as it took him to drawn his sword and strike.
Yamamoto sheathed his sword without bothering to clean it, and wrinkled his nose at the metallic smell of fresh blood carelessly spilled. It came as a surprise that he wasn't shocked; in fact, he felt so calm that it was almost troubling. It was like watching someone pin you down, drawn back their fist and punch you in slow motion. No matter how much you anticipate the blow, it still hurts when it connects. Perhaps, because it was the first time he'd ever controlled the mortality of another human being, he did not know how to react. He stood still for as long as he can, inhaled and exhaled slowly, wondered how hard it is to remain positive through guilt. There had been times in his life when he had let people down and tried to better himself through practice and redemption. He wondered vaguely if it's possible to apply the same principle to killing.
The rest of the mission goes smoothly, and he found that he could smile when he walked into Tsuna's office the next day to report his success. Tsuna smiled in return and listened to his report in silence, but there was something in his expression that told Yamamoto that Tsuna could read his emotions like an open book. It was only when he turned to leave that Tsuna spoke.
"Yamamoto?"
"Yeah, Tsuna?"
"If you ever want to talk, I'd be happy to listen."
Yamamoto realised that his smile had become genuine.
"Thanks."
end.