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-Yamamoto's POV-
'Curiosity killed the cat, huh. People should really take that into consideration.' Right now, I am lying on Gokudera's couch. I've stared at the ceiling for who knows how long now. Really wish I hadn't take off his sunglasses.
Flashback
"Like normal eyes." He said and turned back to the TV. I know I shouldn't but..
I reached my hands out and pulled the sunglasses off though he looked dazed and stiff when I did it. 'Green eyes..'
Badump
End of Flashback
I sighed. This shouldn't sound right. But.. I..
It's just.. as I saw those eyes.. those green, jaded eyes.. I.. somehow got.. lost in them. I swear it made my heart skipped a beat. But.. I can't get those eyes out of my mind.. Those.. glossy, brilliant eyes and green too... Unique...
Ehh? Why am I... am I...smiling? I sighed again..
I want to sleep.. I can't.. Just drink the juice. Maybe it's the drink. Yeah that's it.. the drink...
.
.
.
I'll go for a walk instead. Again, I sighed.
A guy shouldn't think this way about another guy right?
-Normal POV-
Hayato got up and out of her bed, suddenly thirsty. She unlocked her door and just when she was about to turn the knob, she remembered; she was not alone in the apartment. She went back to her bedside, grabbed and dressed herself in her usual attire and walked outside. She saw the living room completely vacant.
'Probably in the bathroom.'
As she headed for the kitchen, she sneaked a glance at the bathroom only to see the door wide open and no one inside.
'Where is that idiot?'
Turning to the kitchen wall clock, she saw it was half four in the morning. 'Is he an idio- what am I thinking, of course he is.' Just when she was about to head out, she heard the door opening then close with a following 'click'. From the hallway came a raven-haired boy deep-in-thought. "Oi, Yamamoto." She called. She caught when he jolted then eased into a calm attitude.
"Oh, Gokudera. What's up." He asked casually while he strode to the couch.
"What were you doing outside, even at this time?" She inquired grabbing a bottle of water from a shelf.
"Oh, sorry just went for a walk." He replied, eyes glued to the TV while turning it on.
"Are you okay?" Seeing him pressing the power button multiple times and not even looking at what he was doing was causing some suspicions in Gokudera.
"Yeah, why?" He asked, not stopping.
"Well, for starters, you're trying to turn on the TV with the stereo remote and it has no batteries."
"Oh.." He looked down seeing she was right as he was holding a remote labelled 'STEREO'. When she came to this apartment, little things like labelled stuff were provided. "Haha, whoops."
"Did you get hit by another pole?" She opened the bottle and took a sip of it.
"Huh? Oh, no, I just.. am really tired." He said grabbing the TV remote and switching it on.
Thinking she could find out what was wrong with him or what he's feeling inside by, of course, touching him; she stalked over to him. His eyes were still glued to the TV as if it was the only thing there. "Hey." She called and rested her hand on his shoulder. At that, her mind jumbled and that buzz was seemingly stronger, feeling nothing but thoughts fleeing and raging back in her mind, even her subconscious was going wild.
"Gokudera!" She snapped out with a hitched breath when she heard the desperate call of her name.
"W-what?" She stuttered.
"Well, you've been gazing for three minutes now." Yamamoto said, facing the other who stiffly stood at the back of the couch. "Gokudera?" He called seeing as she was deep in her thoughts again.
"Do me a favour." She asked though sounded more as a demand than a question.
"Y-yeah?" He stuttered.
"Stand by the bathroom door. And follow my instructions."
"Okay." He did as she said. When he turned back around to face her, he saw her in the kitchen, as far away from him as possible.
"When I say walk, walk slowly to me. When I say stop, immediately stop. Got it?"
"Got it." He replied.
"Okay, now walk." Given the command, he carefully and timely inched closer to the other.
Gokudera closed her eyes and focused her attention to her mind. "Stop." She called, having him roughly stop two feet from her. "Walk." And he continued along. When he was a foot from her, she felt another buzz though only for a brief moment. After that, everything in a sense of normality was there. Opening her eyes, her breath hitched seeing the other only three inches from her. She stared in disbelief at the sight. 'I didn't even notice him, let alone feel him nor his presence. Being this close I would've definitely picked up on something. Wait, no.. I'd be probed by my senses now. They're way too sensitive to not pick up on him. For God's sake I'd be able to spot a car from over a mile away... Something's wrong here..'
She lifted her right arm and rested it on his shoulder, feeling him jolt with a few awkward movements but ignored. As her hand made contact, she felt that slight buzz again and then.. nothing. 'It's like there isn't even anything in front of me...' She looked back at him. He was lightly nipping his index finger's nail from his left hand, on his cheek and sending his gaze to whatever was at the left of him.
She tightened her grip on him and felt that buzz but as his body told his shocked reaction, her senses were back to normal, though for the second the shock lasted, was the only time she got. When he adjusted to her tight lock, her mind shot back to before; where showing denial at what stood displayed to her.
'...Yamamoto Takeshi... What are you?'
"U-umm.." She shook out of her thoughts and focused on the guy in front of her. "Is.. um.. something wrong?" He asked.
"No. Thanks for your help. You can go back now." She said and walked back to the kitchen.
"Sure." He walked back to the couch and seated himself.
From the kitchen, Gokudera brought her right hand up to the side of her sunglasses and pressured a spot on the top, back corner; close to her ear. After a second, her lens changed to a dark red, analysing whatever she was looking at.
Finished with the analysis, the sunglasses was restored to it natural colour, leaving a set of drawings and writings on the lens. On the top left corner of her left lens, was his heartbeat rate and under that was his blood level. To the right of that showed his cholesterol level and so on. On her right lens, was all written information around the figure.
'– Brain Stabilization: 96%..
– Heart Stabilization: 92%..
– Bodily Stimulation: 79%..
– B-Bloo-od Fl-lo-w-w-w: No-t D-D-Dett-t-t-erm-mi-mine-e-e-d-d..' At the blood flow reader, the words continuously shook.
'Either something is jamming the sensors or something is jamming his blood flow. You can't have your blood flow disrupted without any physical attachment or when everything else in your body works perfectly fine. And other signals or technology doesn't bother this, even if they're in use. So if there are no technological or physical interferences in your blood flow, then what is it?' For a split second, she saw a flash of blue in his blood level presentation on her left lens. 'What was-...' She focused her attention back to the figure.'...Yamamoto Takeshi..'
She looked at the wall clock which showed twenty past five. 'Eight hours again.' She timed until noon. She took off her sunglasses, pressed and area behind where she pressured earlier and when a red light flickered on behind; she set it down on the counter-top with it facing Yamamoto; recording. She went deeper into the kitchen where she wouldn't be seen and grabbed another bottle of water. She noticed her water spilled near the couch where she spaced out a bit and concluded she unconsciously dropped it.
After five minutes, the light flicked off. She took her sunglasses and placed them back on. "What are you watching?" She asked moving to the couch and sitting on the other end. He jumped a bit when she talked, as if in deep thought. She ignored it and enjoyed the Looney Tunes show. "You really like watching cartoons don't you?" She made conversation or at least tried.
"Y-yeah."
She sat back and enjoyed the show, also making a mental note to clean the mess with the bottle. Since she has carpets, the water would have already soaked in and dried, plus it was no threat since it was water. All she really wanted now was for tomorrow to come. She needed a chance to personally analyse her information.
Ahhhh, so tired.. It almost five AM here. *sigh* I need to sleep..
When I was writing this, it felt so secret agent-y like..
Anyway, it was soo hard doing Yamamoto's POV 'cause I didn't want it to be cliché like him telling what he's doing. I mean, he's not talking to us, heck, he doesn't even know we're here. We're just like probing his mind...
Moving on, THANKS to those who favored and followed my story and SPECIAL THANKS to those who REVIEWED!
KIRIMI HELLGREA
-(Yeah it really is and hopefully this was interesting for you.)
DRIKA-VERAS
-(Haha, that's why I put 'locked'. Sadly, it isn't time for her secret to be revealed to him just yet. But that is a pretty bad move.)
HALOCRAZZE
-(I felt that way too when my name was put up after reviewing a story. Haha, [I sound like Yama-kun XD] I did that too.. more than once.. most of them, just for fun.)
LYLIA00
-(You were right on the dot. Well, I guess you already figured that out since you read it, haha! And you're welcome.)
And...
... GUEST *clears throat*
-(I did write Yama-kun's POV as you've obviously read.. Why do I keep stating the obvious, I have no idea.. When you wrote that review, I laughed like waw.. It's like I'm going ahead of time..)
Anyway IMPORTANT!
Of course, the rest of the gang will be entering sooner or later, I'm not sure when but there's a need to know basis here.
I'll warn you, I am a Kyoko hater so if I'm to include her, Hayato would hate her and to be honest; she'd be kind of a bitch, if not then a complete one. So to all the Kyoko fans/lovers out there, I need to know if you're okay with this. If not, then she's a no-no in the fic.
By the way, I edited chapter one but nothing major, need to take note of or read over. Just a few errors like grammatical, spelling or sentence structures.
Since that's it,
Mata ne, minna!