I'M NOT DEAD. I'm sorry for those that are reading this fic. Like oh geez… Over one, two(?) months. *facedesk* My computer caught a virus so I couldn't open any programs. Word included… It said because I could catch bugs from it because of internet connection… What a lie. Trying to scam me. Jokes on you I have no money. I already caught a blue screen of death once and my laptop has been dropped more than 2 times… so yeah. But I managed to get rid of it. Not to mention school… |||OTL Anyway, on with the story…

-KHR-

What day was it? Wednesday? By the account of those fangirl screams, I think it is. Every Wednesday the girls would have a sort free period while the guys had PE. As for the girls, we had PE on Thursdays.

"KKYYYAAAAA!"

I cringe at the pitch. Their screams were so in sync that it resonated. Ouch, my poor ears. I scoot even further from the mob of girls. The game didn't even start yet, there was no reason to—Oh wait, I almost forgot. Yamamoto-san, the popular sporty guy. Right.

I watch as the guys debate who gets Tsuna. I remember as we left our house today, that Takoder-erm… Gokudera had to resupply his dynamite. So Tsuna's all by himself. On a side note, I wonder where Gokudera gets his dynamite. I bet it was some sort of shady trade. I can imagine it now. Dark room, crates everywhere, and a light bulb dangling from a string. But back to the matter at hand…

Yamamoto-san had his arm around Tsuna's shoulders. From what I could hear (which wasn't a lot, due to being so far away), Yamamoto-san invited Tsuna to his team. I watch the game play out and Tsuna was an obvious weak spot. They kept trying to switch his position. He gets put in shortstop and gets hit in the face, he gets put in third base and he gets hit in the face, and he gets put in outer field and gets hit in the face. Another spot… and you get the idea.

In the end, Tsuna's team still lost. But oh well. It was only PE. The guys didn't think so though. They blamed it on him. Isn't baseball a team sport? They made him sweep the field all by himself as punishment. Well, he was alone until I came down to help him. As usual, I would pack away all the equipment they left around while he did the other things. But as I was coming out of the storage room I see Yamamoto-san helping him sweep. Hmm… What is going on here? I crept as quietly as I could behind them.

"… My average is dropping and my fielding is screwing up. … What do I do Tsuna?" I hear Yamamoto-san ask Tsuna. "Just kidding!" he says suddenly with a smile. Something about that smile seems a bit odd. Then I hear my brother say something along the lines of 'practice is the way to go.'

"Actually I think the opposite, Tsuna," I cut in. They both jump a little not really aware I was there. They must've been thinking really hard. Yamamoto-san and Tsuna look at me questionably. "What I meant was," I say trying to expand further, "they say rest is the best option, so why not take a break. I mean you'll just wear yourself out… but what do I know? I'm just a girl that can't even do proper pushups," I ended unconvincingly. I would not make a good lawyer.

"That's true too!" Yamamoto-san agreed with a smile. I could tell this might be a hard choice. Either go one way or another. Completely different directions. What a predicament.

…

After a grueling day of school, it's always nice to have a video game to go to. And it's always nice when you win.

I laughed when I kicked Tsuna's character off the stage causing him to knockout, but then he returned that with a power up that was floating around and KO'ed me in return. I looked over at him. He seemed pretty cheery. Then Reborn started talking to him, asking if something good happened. I took the chance with him distracted and beat up his character for the nth time. Tsuna told him of how a popular kid asked him for advice. Of course he didn't give a name but Reborn knew.

"That Yamamoto, make him your subordinate," Reborn ordered. And of course Tsuna says no. He only wants to help him as a friend. Honestly, Reborn beats him up at least twice a day and sometimes thrice on the weekend… I admire his persistence though.

"Absolutely not! Yamamoto's hot on baseball!" he tells Reborn. In response, he shot Tsuna with a flamethrower. That… was the wrong meaning of hot. It singed my hair too. It's not like it's the first time. Finding and trimming the burnt ends was such a pain.

-KHR-

The next day was pretty normal. Except I had this horrible foreboding feeling and not to mention I had this weird dream where I pricked my hand with a pencil and I started bleeding. … In retrospect, that's not really all that relevant but it was odd.

I was late to school again and recently, alone. All Masaru's fault but I learn to live with it. At least he had the kindness in his heart (this time) to write me an excuse with the reason being fake, of course.

Going back to the topic of foreboding feelings. It was weird. I had this tugging feeling in my gut and it was very fluttery… almost queasy. As I was walking towards the main office I noticed there was a shadow over me. What? I look up and I see two people falling towards me. I let loose a squeak and scramble in a different direction but the duo bounced off the ground and crashed… on top of me. I actually tripped and all my things scattered across the floor before I got squashed.

Being on the bottom of a dog pile is not comfortable… not to mention I was face down in the dirt. I twist my head to look up and see the perpetrators as Tsuna in his boxers and … Yamamoto with a cast? As glad as I was for them (not really) to get a relatively soft landing and bond over something I'm not aware of it would be lovely if they could get off me.

"Could you… get off… of me," I wheezed at them, starting to tear up. They both leaped up unaware and slightly surprised that the ground talked.

"Ah, sorry Yasu-chan. I can call you that right?" I nodded at his question. He held his hand out to me so I can get up. I shook my head.

"Let me catch my breath first, please. Thank you," I half-wheezed to him. Thirty seconds pass while I try to catch my breath and blink away tears of almost suffocation. I looked at Tsuna. "Go put on some clothes, Tsuna." At that, he realized he was mostly naked, 'hiie'd, and ran off to go get his clothes. I would've told him I had some extras for him when this happened but he left too fast. I held my hand out to Yamamoto. "I'll take that offer now." Then he grabbed my hand and pulled me up. I think he may have used too much strength because when I got up, I shot at least 2 feet off the ground. I can feel the blood rushing to my head now.

"Uh, thanks Yamamoto-san," I said to him.

"No problem! Just call me Yamamoto or Takeshi instead," he replied with his ever permanent smile.

"Um, s-sure… Yamamoto," I said, not really used to such a nice person. It was a bit unsettling. Especially that smile. As we walked back to class, two questions popped in my head. One: "where's Tsuna now?" and two: "Why were those two falling from the sky?" … Hmm… I'll get the whole story later from Tsuna... when I find him.

…

When we got home I made Tsuna tell me everything. So Yamamoto almost committed suicide at school. I really hope that doesn't happen again. I kind of doubt it but that's just scary how someone can just throw their life away in an instant. Also imagine the reputation it'll leave for Nami-chuu. Hibari-san would've bit Yamamoto to reincarnation in the afterlife. Seems like something he would do anyway.

This is REALLY short compared to the others. I feel horrible for being so laz-ERM slow. However the next chapter should come out more quicker. But then again there's a whole boatload of other things out there to keep you preoccupied. Thank you to those that have reviewed.

To FreeWeirdGal: Yeah, I guess so. ^^" But it was more like an alternate ending. I'm still getting used to somethings. I don't really know why I called it an extra. Guess I goofed up there. Whoops. o-o|||

And thanks again to everyone. :3