The weather was pretty cool in the afternoon thanks to the rain, which really is a relief. Okay, so we got all wet, but hey, a little rain never killed anyone.

Oh, when I said 'we', I was actually referring to Gokudera and myself. It started out as the three of us: me, Tsuna and Gokudera. Then Lambo came along, and it became a party of four. But Gokudera threw a couple of toy bombs and sent Lambo and Tsuna flying off somewhere so it was just the two of us. We were going to search for them, but the rain was a little too heavy for us to see anything clearly in so we decided to find shelter first.

I spotted the void deck of the apartment next to mine and was about to signal to Gokudera to run towards it, but when I turned around, I saw him lying on the floor.

I ran to him to help him up, but he said he didn't need my help. And when I tried to pull him up by his arm, he threatened to 'stick a bomb up [my] ass', so I couldn't really help him. And anyway, if he could still make threats like that, I guessed he was all right. But when he got up and ran ahead of me, I saw a huge tear in the back of his shirt and a pretty deep cut on his left shoulder blade.

There was no way I was going to let him walk home alone in this kind of weather with such a serious injury. But then again, there was no way he was going to let me stop him from walking home alone in this kind of weather even with such a serious injury. I guess I didn't have much of a choice. There was only one way to work this out. And that was to carry him back to my place.

Carrying him into the house was tough, but getting him to shower up was even more of a challenge. I tried telling him that he'd catch a cold if he kept his wet clothes on, and that the dirt would aggravate his wound, but he just wouldn't have any of it. He was being quite obstinate as always, so I told him that it would be stupid not to at least change out of his clothes. Then I think he got offended because he refused to talk to me after that. I still don't get it. I mean, it's not like I called him stupid or anything. All I said was that not changing out of his clothes would be a stupid thing to do. So why'd he get offended?

Anyway, I figured that if I went to take a shower, he'd probably take the opportunity to run home in the rain. That would make all the effort put in to bring him to my place to dry off redundant. So I sat next to him on the couch just to make sure he didn't try to run off. But then I remembered that he refused to dry off anyway, so keeping him from running back under the rain didn't really make that much of a difference either. He'd probably still catch a cold.

In fact, I think he already did. He started to sneeze, and he sneezed for about a good half an hour or so. I hate telling him I told him so. So I just pretended I never did.

Well, at least one good thing came out of it; he finally agreed to wash up and change out of his wet uniform. Then again, I don't think it helped that he dried off only after he'd caught a cold. So maybe it wasn't that good a thing. But it's always good to be optimistic.

The poor guy was shivering all over and his face was so pale. Although he refused to admit it, it was quite obvious that he was falling very, very sick. I mean, he told me to turn off the air-con when I didn't even have one to begin with. Plus, the heater was turned on to the max. If he was still trembling like that, the only explanation for it was that he was running a fever.

I got some clothes out for him to change into, but for some strange reason, he didn't want them. No matter how I insisted that he took the clean set of clothes, he simply refused. Obstinate as always. But I guess he's kind of cute that way.

Then I suddenly remembered that our bags got drenched in the rain, so I got out my worksheets and placed them on the table to dry. I tried grabbing all the stuff from Gokudera's bag to dry them off as well, but I accidentally dropped one of his toy dynamites and it just went off on its own. I was contemplating whether or not to pick the toy dynamite up and throw it away before Gokudera saw it, but before I could actually do anything to it, Gokudera came out of the washroom sounding all flustered and annoyed. He must have known one of his toy bombs went off. I wonder how he found out…

But what surprised me more was that the toy bomb actually burnt my arm when I tried to protect myself out of reflex, and it grazed my entire left leg. For a toy, the pain it inflicted seemed pretty real. If I didn't know any better, I'd say it was real dynamite meant to really hurt someone. But I know better. I mean, Gokudera would never carry around real weapons to kill.

Anyhow, I turned to face him to apologize for setting off his toy bomb when I noticed how pale his face was. Apart from the slight shade of pink on his cheeks, it was completely drained of colour. He looked so dangerously pale I couldn't stop staring at his face. I got pretty concerned for him so I got up and walked towards him to touch his forehead to check how high his temperature had risen, but he kept backing away from me.

I've never seen anyone so against someone else touching their forehead. I mean, for someone who looked like he was about to collapse any second, he moved real fast. But he eventually backed himself into the bathroom, which is strange. I'd have thought he would have made a dash for the exit.

And then he collapsed.

Or, at least, I'm guessing he collapsed. It looked more like he tripped, but there was nothing around him that he could have tripped over. And it just wasn't like him to trip. So he must have collapsed.

Besides, he just lay down there with his eyes closed. He didn't even move. I mean, if he tripped, he'd have picked himself up and all. So I kinda panicked for awhile, but then I remembered that in the movies, when someone was unconscious, those around him would do this thing with the mouth. I think it was called CRP or something. They only seem to do it when someone just drowned, but this was kind of an emergency too and I kind of freaked out as well so I just did it.

I went closer to him to check and see if he was really out cold before I did it though. I wouldn't want to be doing it when he's fully conscious because then he would probably think that I was trying to kiss him or something. It's quite a common misunderstanding in the movies.

He pretty much remained motionless even after I knelt down in front of him, so I briefly recalled how it looked like it was done in the movies and just bent over and did it.

I don't think it worked that well though. He didn't move even after I did this CRP thing for a couple of minutes. So I just kept doing it.

But after awhile he punched me, and I knew it had worked. I was kinda happy about it. It was my first time doing this life-saving thing and it actually went pretty well.

In fact, he was healthy enough to help himself up, grab his bag and run towards the door. Although, I think he might have forgotten all about his shirt because he just walked out of the door without it. Or maybe he just didn't want it since it was all messy and torn up. Knowing him, that was probably it. There was no way he could have forgotten something that important. Although, he could have just asked me to lend him one and I would have gladly done it. He can be so strange sometimes.

I don't think I will ever come to completely understand him. But at least I got to spend some time getting to know him better. I guess that's enough reason to hope that there will be other days like today. It was totally awesome.