He looked up and smiled. "That's Great!" He lifted the umbrella from my hands and opened the front door. "Um (Y/N)-chan?" He called , opening the umbrella.

"Yes?" you replied walking over to his side.

"It's not big enough for the both of us." He held the small umbrella over his head , then over yours. As if trying to figure a way in which it would protect both of you from the rain.

You sighed. "It's alright, besides. If I went out there these tights and shoes would get soaked." You tried your best to smile, but you really didn't want to be stuck inside all day.

"Oh I know!" He suddenly chuckled and handed the umbrella to you.

"Wha-hey!" With one smooth motion Yamamoto scooped you up into his arms bridal style, hugging you close to his chest. He smiled in a proud manner. "See, now you can hold the umbrella and we'll both be dry."

Shyly you held up the open umbrella and wrapped your free arm around his neck for support.

His body was warm, even through his shirt you could feel it radiate from his skin. You curled closer, nuzzling your face into his chest as he began walking. It was a little bumpy, but you didn't mind. His strong arms encompassing you was enough to send you into a happy daze and your heart a flutter.

It was only a few minuets later that you realised he had stopped and was looking fondly at you.

"Yamamoto-kun, is everything okay?" You asked worriedly. "A-am I getting to heavy, would you like a break , I can easily walk if you're getting tired, maybe we should find a place to rest and check your shoulder-"

He shook his head and laughed cheerily. "You're so cute went you're worried (y/n)-chan."

You quickly buried your face in his chest, feeling another blush leak across your face

"Ne, (y/n)-chan. T-there's actually something I've wanted to say to you." He said , his voice taking on a more serious tone

"Oh , I-I-is something wrong?" You questioned , feeling the atmosphere darken slightly

He paused ,Allowing the silence mingled with the rain , dancing it's way forward and back , weaving its way in and out of the falling drops.

"This . . . This isn't the first time I've waited for you." he cleared his throat, as if trying to find the right words.

"You probably don't remember but the first day I met you it was raining . . .just like this." He looked away , blocking his face from your view

"It must have been your first day at school , you had your uniform all neatly pressed with your shirt button done all the way up and the biggest smile on your face." As he spoke you could see the trace of a smile emerge on his face. "You had this . . . Massive umbrella." he laughed. " It was way too big for you and you kept having to stop and switch hands to carry it. And then , then you saw this huge puddle. I knew by looking at you that you wanted to jump into it, but I didn't think you would." He turned back, his eyes gazing just slightly beyond you.

"But you did." He sighed contently. "You took a big running jump and landed right in the middle. Spalsh! It went everywhere. But you'd dropped you umbrella again and it had broken." his eyes took on a more gentle look. " You looked so sad, standing there , getting wetter and wetter, I couldn't just let you get wet, s-so I walked up and I gave you mine. And you looked at me like I was some kind of angel."

The rain pounded harder on the sidewalk as Yamamoto smiled wider.

" You gave me the biggest hug I've ever had in my whole life and then you just skipped off , happy as can be." Another laugh escaped his lips. " My dad got so annoyed when I told him why I came home all wet." You joined his laughter , noticing he had started walking again.

You did remember that day, You could only have been 8 or 9 but you could clearly remember that stupid umbrella. It had been so old and heavy you could have sworn the thing was made from bricks. You could remember being slightly happy when the darn thing broke , despite the sheer icey coldness of the rain.

"I do remember it." you remarked , letting the nostalgia flow back through your head. " . . . It was a horrid umbrella." You laughed, noticing he was now staring directly at you.

"B-but what does that have to do with walking me home?" You said, hoping you hadn't ruined the moment.

Yamamoto pulled you in closer, " I didn't ever think I'd meet you again. Then you showed up to Namimori with that same smile, surrounded by light. . . Every time I saw you, you were busy helping someone or sharing a joke with your friends. You always looked so happy." His lips were now mere inches away from yours

He closed his eyes, his voice dropping to a regretful whisper. "I told myself that the next time I saw you , I'd say hi. And then I'd see you . . . And I'd get this feeling , like I'd just be intruding , like I would just be a bother."

He tilted his head downwards, as if shying away from something. "I waited too. Every now and then I'd hang back , trying to think of some excuse to stay and walk you home." He laughed quietly. " it was only when I saw you struggling with your Mac that I found a good reason to talk to you. Even then you were so kind."

"I guess what I'm trying to say is-" He sighed in frustration.

Then suddenly a tiny light bulb clicked inside you head. He liked you! Yamamoto Takeshi had waited that rainy day , he had waited for you , for an excuse , Any excuse to talk to you! This big long ramble had been him dancing around the subject , trying to put his feelings into words.

Letting go of the umbrella you placed both hands on either side of his face and gently pressed your lips to his. It made a soft thud as it hit the ground , but you failed to notice as Yamamoto wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close.

It was only when you reached your house that Yamamoto finally let go. Setting you down in the shelter of the doorway.

"So ," He said grinning from ear to ear. "Can I walk you home tomorrow too?"

"I'd like that," You retorted happily. " I'd like that a lot."