I don't know if this is the first time I am using a non-anime song or not, but call it shots.

Yes, very unusual for me to use Big Bang for this one... but much appreciated that I'm not using Japanese songs for once. Wao, I don't know what I just said.... *cough*

It kinda looks like one-sided to me, but not really. I'm not desperate or anything, it's just that...

It's Yamamoto!

Also, since I did not have MSWord as of yet, and only did this somewhere in the internet cafe... well... yeah, not as good but I managed. Yeah, forgive for spelling and grammar errors. *bows*

Do not own Reborn, nor the band Big Bang, nor anyone else save for my own characters. Message will make the whole Varia have their dance number.... Big Bang style! XD

*swoons* Big Bang is love~!


=Last Farewell=

"I don't wanna be without you girl,
I wish that the last farewell is not near
Just today for the entire day,
I don't wanna be without you girl, my clumsy heart
please hug it and go,
I love you I need you girl..."

---

Watching her train in her kendo practice whenever he's done with his baseball training made him wonder why would someone as delicate would choose this over some other sports. Really, she could have been better with cheer leading or something, but kendo? It doesn't really suited her... well, from her frame that is. She seems to be a bit slim, but cute enough (in his standards, anyway). But is there anything for him to do about it? Probably not, seeing that he'll only end up with a scowl coming from the female if he pointed it out, even if he even tells her that she is more cuter with a skirt.

God, what's wrong with me, Yamamoto Takeshi groaned to himself as he slapped his head straight and sat onto the bench, watching the raven-haired female friend of his as she made another hit with the dummy using the wooden sword she was wielding. As a swordsman in his own rights, and the Vongola Swordsman that he is, the lad knew that she still had a lot more to train before she can reach his level (not that he is being pompous or anything), but he had to admit that she was getting better in her own style of swordsmanship... though he could say that hers would have been as unorthodox as it is. He had been visiting the kendo club every time he finishes his baseball training and would always watch the female Namimori student (he knew that, despite the uniform she wears which is not Namimori's, that she is one since she said so and that she is his classmate) with interest. The baby, Reborn, told him that she was interesting and that she would be fit for the mafia- or whatever it is, Yamamoto thought- but he had grew interest with her ever since when she first showed her hard-headed, no-nonsense streak by accident, not to mention her kendo skills. Who would have thought that there would be someone, let alone a female, who practices kendo and actually uses it? To be honest, though, he thought when he first heard about her that she was one of those people who are Yankees, but it appears he was wrong.

Yeah, he's just a guy and, frankly, his friend claims it might be just simple crush or puppy love- he'll get over it soon, they said- but Yamamoto Takeshi fell head over heels in love with her.

Saotome Kanata.

Those words seems exotic to his ears, and he would want all his life to hear her name over and over again without getting sick of it. Of course, he was jesting at that part, but then he's just a male and he knew that it would be a bit challenging, if not blatantly stupid of him.

Sanity be damned, he just want to hear her mutter his name, and only his.

Quite possessive, are we not?

Unfortunately, for the lad whose hormones are a lot worse than World War Three, the female seems to retaliate his feelings and claimed that he must be only pulling her head off and thinking that he was playing her like some kind of an oogling female.

"Don't compare me from those females," Kanata stated one time, one hand grasping her wooden sword that she rested onto her shoulder while her other hand placed onto her hips, the slight scowl adorning her fair face. "You might look handsome and all, but I'm not falling for that." He just laughed it off, claiming in a friendly manner that he was just joking around, but deep down he was shot in the heart by her words.

It had stung him, knowing that she was harder to get. But that didn't waver his determination to make her notice his feelings for her, to tell her that he is not lying and that he is telling the truth, that he likes her.

That would have probably be the reason why his small amusement grew to a crush, which soon grew into a one-sided love, in his own point of view.

Tentatively, the Rain Guardian sighed as he resumed watching the female in her practice. He was lucky that she, at least, returned his friendship, though he was not sure if he is that masochist since, like their relationship with Hayato Gokudera, she seems to always banter him whenever she finds what he is doing is not right. Fortunately, for him, hers are far more in a friendly terms and that she slowly appreciates him for who he is, though he can't help but feel a bit.... aroused... whenever she would scold him or belittle him, even if it's just out of humor.

And did he mention how hard she can hit? Yeah, he experienced it too, though he wished she could do it in some place other than his head or his arms...

Damn, get your head out of the gutter, Yamamoto grunted, shaking his head as he leaned forward the bench he was sitting, his amber optics focused onto the female. He could tell that she was focused with what she is doing; kendo must be her passion, he heard Kanata ask herself. At least they have some similarities, even if it's just about swordsmanship or stuff like that.

"Kanata-chan," Takeshi chimed in a friendly manner, a smile plastered onto his face as he watched the female gave another strike onto the dummy. "Do you want to take a rest, you seems tired and you've been training for an hour now!" He was amused every time she would stop and gave him those 'what are you stupid' look of hers; she seems like a strict friend than anything else, but he would bear it if he wanted to be close to her.

"Sorry, can't." Kanata replied, giving another strike to the dummy with her wooden sword in the sides, sweat trickled down onto her forehead, her bangs slightly sticking on her face as he took notice the long locks tied in a high ponytail. Oh, how he wished he was the reason of her flushed face, it seems so cute to see her in such state, how lovely she might be when she moaned his name while he pressed his body over hers, how....

Shaking his head to rid of such dirty thoughts, Takeshi only laughed as he just respected the female and let her presume her training.

"Just don't stress yourself!" He said cheerfully, ignoring the pang he felt onto his chest.

---

Tossing and turning seems to be the norm lately as the Rain Guardian sighed, wondering how in the world the only person he wanted to have right at this moment is doing.

Ten years seem to be a pretty long time for them to change, but for Takeshi, it seems like an eternity. They have gone to their separate ways, though he was sure Kanata was still in Namimori, doing whatever the world she is doing. Sure, he heard news that she was the one who funded her own brother's tuition, as well as she had become a kendo teacher, though it appears she had some side-job as well as being a freelancer working for the mafia; must be Reborn who suggested the female about that after he realized that she is not much fit enough to be part of the Vongola, yet. At that time, he could have wished to punch the lights out of the Mafioso, but he knew better than to do just that and let it be.

Kanata is her own person; she's not the type who back down in the first place.

There are times that he can't think straight lately after hearing news about the female. And, what's worse, said news had claimed her to be injured due to one of her job missions. Right, he was told about it by none other than the boss of Vongola, Sawada Tsunayoshi. He was told that Kanata got an injury- not really life-threatening but deep enough- and claimed she won't be moving much for days. Of course, another mafia-related job just for the sake of feeding her own brother. They're not poor, she claimed, but she needed an income and the dojo was going slow much.

Sigh escaped his lips as the raven-haired Mafioso sat at the edge of his bed, not able to gut in the thought, and grasped his head with both of his hands, the bothersome thoughts rushing in like a torrent of rain.

He'd said he'll be by her side, but why was she injured?

"It's not your fault, you idiot!" Kanata scolded when, one time, he visited her to his home and noticed her body, almost half of it wrapped in a bandage (save for her face which only was filled with patches of bandages), and checked her condition. Seeing how his face turned into those of worry, the female sighed at this fact and scolded him for worrying as if he was the one who had did the job. "I was careless, so frankly it's my fault." It wasn't her nature to admit her fault, even if it was true, so why is she acting like so?

"Kanata...."

"Let's just cut it and change the topic."

Apparently, Kanata doesn't want to see him worried about her; either it was out of sheer pride of hers that she doesn't want to show that she was weak or that she had made a mistake which nearly cost her own life.

---

"Let go of me!"

He knew he can't take it anymore as he grasped on both of her wrists with one hand, pinning her onto the wall as his face hovered inches away from hers. She kept on struggling, wondering why he was acting as such, as Kanata tried to fight back the restrain Yamamoto had pulled towards her.

"Dammit, Yamamoto, let go of me!" She growled, face flushed with crimson at the closeness. "What are you doing, you idiot?" His face was unreadable, the female thought bitterly, his breath warm and caressing her face like a mist. She was used to reading him like a book, as if she knew what he was doing before she could even retaliate, but it seems that this is new towards the female as the male pressed his forehead to hers, eyes closed and as if he was mustering some courage to say something.

"I'm really, really, sorry, Kanata," Takeshi murmured, loud enough for the raven-haired female to hear. "But I can't take it anymore; a little more and I might go crazy." She couldn't understand what he is talking about and, frankly, so does the male but he let words flow out of him as if it was natural. "You don't seem to retaliate my love to you... dammit, you're crushing me from the inside, it hurts me... and, yet, it's turning me on, wanting me to have more of you."

"W-w...S-stop saying such things!"

It was out of bewilderment of his statement that she had said such things out of pure impulse.

"Fuck, why won't you just return my love, then? Is there something I don't have that you want? Or you already have someone in your heart?"

Kanata couldn't know what to say, only stared at the male as he opened his eyes and looked at her as if he was searching for some answer from her.

"Please, Kanata, please I can't take it anymore!"

Was he THAT crazy about her?

"T....Takeshi..."

"I just can't live without you, Kanata. I love you; please don't kill me inside anymore.... stop torturing me...."

The truth seems to be that it was Kanata who is confused by all these, not knowing what to say or what to do. Her chest gave the 'ba-dum' sound as she felt his hot breath on her face until his lips gently pressed onto hers in a last attempt to make her his. He was afraid that she would reject him, that she would not return back his affection; his confession. It was a totally new experience towards the female for a person such as him to give her such feelings. She, in reality, knew that he was too good for her and that she had been a bit of a brute to him. She thought that he was only doing this out of pity, seeing that her reputation back in Namimori middle school made everyone think that she is unrefined and brash. Yamamoto Takeshi was something every girl wanted, the perfect boyfriend, which is why a female such as Saotome Kanata, a someone who doesn't have the traits of a 'real' woman that every boy wants (though, they admit, she looks cute), think that his early confession was only out of pity. Kanata hated the fact that she wasted ten, whole years, not realizing that all these time he was actually trying to get closer to her and not giving up.

Is he that persistent to want her? What did he saw to her that made him fall for her? Kanata was just acting what she is suppose to be; true to herself.

He fear for the worse as Takeshi was about to remove himself and prepare for an apology towards her and some excuse. The worse that could happen would be for her to avoid him forever, though he deserve it anyway. Maybe his love is not really meant for her after all, he though bitterly as he was about to pull himself off when he felt her lips pressing onto his; a gesture of returning his actions showing that she had accepted.

So she did accept it.

He was told by most of his friends, as well as the other Vongola members, that Kanata would never love him back and that she would only think of him as a friend. Takeshi was told that he should just stop chasing an impossible dream and just move on in life, give up on her and just get over it like a man that he is; they're sure girls would willingly be his girl if only he asked, with charms and all. But Takeshi only had his eyes on Kanata, and there are no other girl better than the female he had fallen over ever since their years as students.

"I'm sorry."

Moving out from the kiss to catch some breath, the raven-haired male looked at the female, his grip slightly loosen, as she looked at him with her teal optics before shifting them to the side out of embarrassment, a faint red tinted onto her cheeks.

"I'm... sorry for being ignorant."

He only chuckled at how hesitant Kanata is whenever she is wrong in her guesses and to admit it so. It was so cute!

"No, I think it's fine." Placing his other hand onto her cheeks and moving her face so she could face him, her teal optics meeting his amber ones, Takeshi smiled warmly as he kissed her forehead lightly. "Besides, you look cute that way; please don't change." He could see a smile spreading on her face- the first warm smile she had shown after a long time- as the swordsman released completely his grasp. "Now that you're my girl, and that we're at age, do you think we could actually do it in bed now?" He crooned, placing his mouth beside her ear in a husky whisper. "Or you want to do it someplace else?"

SMACK!

"Aw, Kana-chan, I was just kidding!" He said, rubbing the reddened cheek as he sheepishly grinned at the female who was blushing like a bright, red tomato. "You know how that look of yours turns me on, right?"

"Y-y-you Pervert and your innuendos! W-wait or s-something, dammit!"

Yep, it's official between the two of them; he's sure glad to have waited.


Amazing... I can (almost) do a straight Yamamoto smut here! Haha, I was tempted to make it lemon.... but I knew better and just hold onto it to my mind. Yes, I notice almost every time I read a Yamamoto that he is depicted as a Seme. And then, I said why not, so this happen!

I call Yama as Seme. And Kanata's a Tsundere. Lol, where'd I get those!

I swear it was those Korean band (specifically Big Bang) who turned me into this.

Dammit, I'm going smut overload!

Lucky I don't nosebleed when I do this in real life... otherwise we're in a pinch! Haha!

The song is 'Last Farewell'(Majimak Insa, 마지막 인사) by the Korean band, Big Bang, from the single of the same title. Haha, I thank my friend who introduced me to Big Bang for this to become possible... and probably that Korean restaurant we ate a few days ago for it. Anyway, I don't own any of these things; I don't own Reborn!, its characters and the song, I only own my own characters and probably this one. And.... yeah, the phone I (blatantly) use as a MP3 player for these to happen. Gee, thanks a lot. *groans* Besides, if I own Reborn, Fran would have more screentime. *nods* Yes, you heard me!

Message would motivate Hibari to dance the strip dance in front of his fans and to pay for Hibird's singing lessons. *is anticipated to hear Hibird sing "Sexyback" and "Last Farewell"*