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Warning:
It's G27 (Giotto x Tsuna), 7227 (HDW!Tsuna x Tsuna), one-sided 7200 (HDW!Tsuna x Enma) and 8027 (Yamamoto x Tsuna) pairing, as in male x male loves each other. This also contains a mention of rape, as in non-consensual sex, moresome of G2772. If this subject turns you off, you had better press the Back button.
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It All Started with A Single Touch ─ Chapter 2
"How Far Will You Go for Love?"
School, morning and Math class. What a nice torturing combo to start the day. Add some very strict teacher and you're all set to one way trip to hell for the next one hour. That's what Sawada Tsuna thought in his mind, a little bit sighing mentally at the gruesome thought of it or of being called forward to answer the Math question and would definitely be getting humiliated thoroughly in front of his classmates. Could it be worse than this? He could only wonder.
'Gokudera-kun would probably shout embarrassing stuff, like cheering me up or telling my classmates to shut up.' the young Decimo gave a small desperate sigh, bending down to his table, stuffing his nose under his Math book, silently and deliberately hoping that he wouldn't get called by the teacher.
Oh well. Maybe he just exaggerated a little bit too much. It's not like he would die because of it. It's just like one of the Dame things that he did. Nothing to lose anyway, except for his little manly pride that he had. Well, blame Papa Iemitsu for not giving him much, unlike with his two brothers.
'Ahh. Why Math is so confusing?' the brunet wondered, feeling hopeless knowing that he couldn't follow a shit about it. He surely needed to review it again later.
While Tsuna was waiting in his classroom, trying to follow what nonsense that his teacher had been stuffing to his mind, the brunet teen was kind of surprised when a soft, calloused hand patting his shoulder in a quick touch.
Instinctively, while trying to not yelp oh-so-pathetically, he looked away from the whiteboard, placing his gaze to his side, where the hand belonged. A little piece of his mind wondered who did that to him as he was turning his head to the side, since his teacher was busy teaching a simple equation problem in front of the class. He didn't need to wonder that long though, cause there's no way he would forget about that smile.
The sweet, caring, and also innocent smile of his best friend, Yamamoto Takeshi.
Sitting not far from Tsuna, propping his chin a little with his hand, the baseball jock smiled his cheerful happy-go-lucky grin on the brunet as he presented the slightly confused teen with something. Though the young Vongola was still wondering of why Yamamoto did so, his mind could still process that his Rain Guardian was giving him…
'A bread? Vanilla-flavored bread?' the young teen thought, placing his eyes to the delicious looking bread on Yamamoto's hand.
"Tsuna? Want some?" the other teen gave a happy smile, making a cute abandoned puppy face as he offered the bread. His brown eyes opened and flicked a little, and Tsuna could only wonder, did Yamamoto's eyes just sparkle like a diamond? Was it some kind of mindfuckery that happened to him? Or was he just a hopeless pushover?
"Ehh?" was all that the Sky Guardian could reply, his mind still feeling numb from the horrendous Math equations that kept running havoc in his mind, like a cross-dressing bunny dancing and singing a Nicki Minaj song in a middle of a crowded mall.
"Yeah! Want some? It's delicious, you know!" the baseball ace assured happily, still giving his enchanting smile. With that look and assuring voice tone, Yamamoto could surely be the best salesman in the world.
Tsuna nodded unintentionally, wide brown eyes still trying to comprehend what's just happened.
'A bread? Yamamoto is offering me a bread? For me? To eat? As in right now? In the middle of a class?' his mind replayed the whole scene. Just when his brain finished processing what happened, that wide doe-like eyes of him widened, slightly taken a back of it.
"Hieeeee!" Tsuna screeched his favorite, probably copy-righted girlish squeak, although he did manage to keep his voice down since he's in the middle of a class.
"Yamamoto! We're in a class! We can't eat during a class!" the boy scolded his oblivious friend with his meek voice.
To his surprise, Yamamoto looked dumbstruck, hazel eyes grew bigger like a platter, marking his shocked expression rather descriptively obvious. Yeah, Yamamoto Takeshi was shocked. Really shocked. Almost to the point of flabbergasted.
"Ehhh? Why?" the raven haired boy asked, slightly raising his voice tone with confusion etched on it. He looked at Tsuna, panicked of such revelation.
"B-but I'm hungry Tsuna! I'm so hungry! Don't you pity me at all?" Almost as faster than the wind itself, Yamamoto launched his puppy face. If he looked like a cute puppy back then, now he looked like a poor little puppy whining in the middle of a huge rain while getting teased and kicked by bunch of bullies.
'B-Baka-moto!' Tsuna mentally winced, he didn't know his best friend could be that naïve or rather, a little bit stupid.
Such response sent Tsuna a nice urge to facepalm. He wondered why Yamamoto made a huge fuss about the whole 'no-eating rule' in the class. Could it be possible that the oblivious Rain Guardian didn't know such rule exist?
"B-but you can't! You'll have to wait for a break before you eat, Yamamoto!" the brunet whispered, hoping that this time the sports ace would understand.
On the contrary, the young jock was still stubborn. He couldn't see why he couldn't eat, especially when he's hungry.
"But I skipped breakfast!" Yamamoto retaliated, giving his reason of why he wanted to eat, "Now I'm hungry. So hungry I could die!" he now pouted childishly, couldn't understand why Tsuna didn't want him to eat during the class.
But the raven haired boy didn't notice how his voice became a little bit raised, unlike the previous whispering. It made the other teen to be slightly panicked. He didn't want to make too much noise that it would start to irritate his teacher.
"Sssh! Yamamoto, not so loud!" the brunet scolded. He moved his index finger in front of his lips to give a shushing gesture.
"Ehh? Why?" the taller teen asked confusedly, "Why didn't you let me eat, Tsuna? I'm so hungry! Won't you pity me at all, Tsuna?" Yamamoto started ranting like a little kid as he put the vanilla bread to his desk.
He then looked sullenly at his bread, which was only half-eaten. "Ahh, I wanna cry." He said immaturely, looking like an upset little kid that his parents refused to buy him the new toys he wanted.
Looking at such expression it made Tsuna to wonder what's going on Yamamoto's mind that could make him making such face. Probably it was something like, 'Oh, bread, oh why fate is so cruel? I can't eat you now. And now I'm hungry. We don't belong together. Oh, God why?'
"B-Baka-moto! It's not like that!" the Vongola Decimo soothed, not wanting to see his best friend to cry or be sad because of the bread problem.
But before they finished this whole dilemmatic problem which involving a fate of a bread that didn't belong together with the baseball jock, Tsuna and Yamamoto were startled by a sudden voice.
"Ehem!" A sound of someone clearing her throat suddenly came breaking the small talking that Yamamoto and Tsuna were doing. The brunet could instantly notice that it's the sound of his Math teacher. First warning. Now Tsuna wouldn't want to get the second and the last warning from his teacher. It would be messy.
"Ummm… Sensei is going to be angry if we keep making noises Yamamoto… Come on, you can hold it till lunch break. I-I'll share you my bento…" the smaller teen offered, using a soft and pleading voice tone, hoping that Takeshi would agree of it.
The Sawada kid also looked at Yamamoto shyly, his face dusted with faint red tint. The idea of eating his bento together with Yamamoto, maybe like feeding the baseball jock and all that say 'aaaah' attitude, kind of made him embarrassed.
Feeling much obliged of what he heard, the raven haired guardian was undoubtedly happy. He could even jump up and down ecstatically, while dancing a happy dance and screaming 'Banzaaaii~!' all the way.
"Really?!" The Rain Guardian asked enthusiastically, "Yosh! Thank you, Tsuna! You're the best!" he continued his reply by pumping his arms in the air, eagerly but also secretly, since he was still in the class.
As for Tsuna? He gave a sheepish smile to Yamamoto. He wondered to himself how he really liked it when Takeshi just praised him 'You're the best!'. It made him feel so special. And, somehow, Tsuna liked to be considered as someone special by Yamamoto. Maybe it's because he also considered the oblivious teen as special.
Before they continued on to listen to the epic nonsense of Math class, the young Vongola was, again, surprised by a sudden touch to his back. This time, the touch was different; it was unsure and kind of like nervous one.
On his reflex, Tsuna turned his head to his back and there he could see another friend of him was beckoning on him. Sitting right behind of Tsuna, Kozato Enma the head of Shimon family was looking rather nervous.
"What is it, Enma?" the soon-to-be mafia boss asked, curious of why the redhead beckoned him.
"Ummmm…" Enma mumbled a little, biting his lips, feeling anxious, before he then decided to continue again, "Tsuna-kun? C-can I… c-copy your Math homework?" He gulped a little, trying to shake away his nervousness.
But before the brunet could reply, Enma followed again,
"I think… I f-forgot where I put my book. I remember I did put it in my bag… B-but then Skull came and…"
Before Enma could finish his sentence, the young Decimo replied quickly… in a rather confused manner.
"H-Homework..? Math homework…?" His walnut-colored eyes changed from confused, still confused, even more confused, before it then widened into a size of a saucer.
Well… fuck. He didn't do his homework last night, thanks to his new PS3 game.
"Oh no! I forgot to do it too! We're doomed!" Tsuna looked panicked, he knew that he's so dead, thoroughly. He didn't even have any excuse for that mistake.
"Y-you too, T-Tsuna-kun?" Enma asked, trying to confirm of what he heard. Somehow, he felt relieved that he's not alone in this Dame world. If he's going to be executed by his sensei, at least, Tsuna would be there too.
"T-Then… Maybe we should c-copy someone else? Y-Yamamoto-kun or G-Gokudera-kun, maybe?" the timid Shimon replied, trying to give a solution for this mistake.
The small brunet then looked to the front again, so that he didn't look suspicious. But he averted his eyes to look at Enma.
"B-but G-Gokudera-kun is sitting in front of Sensei… We can't borrow it from him… M-maybe from Y-Yamamoto…?" Tsuna's voice trailing off, somehow a part of him knew that it's useless to ask the baseball star for that.
"Yamamoto?" the little brunet called a little, which was replied by a simple raising eyebrow gesture from the raven haired teen. "Ummm… I somehow forgot to do my Math homework… Can I copy yours?"
On the contrary of what Tsuna thought, Yamamoto nodded easily and agreed to lend him.
"Sure! Wait a sec~" The Decimo nodded, feeling relieved that he could count on Yamamoto. As for the baseball jock, he shifted through his things a little to find his book.
After a while, Yamamoto looked back at Tsuna again and smiled,
"Oops! I can't find it! I think Jiro ate my homework Tsuna! Ahahaha!" the baseball loving teen chirped happily as it followed by his carefree laugh, which was kind of a little bit too loud.
Such statement made Tsuna feel the urge to facewall, facedesk, facepalm or face-any-flat surface. Like seriously, dog eats homework? That's the oldest yet also cheapest trick in the book.
"That means none of us did the homework." The brunet sighed, feeling hopeless. Nothing else he could do anymore. He just had to accept the punishment. He looked at Yamamoto's face again and he could see a bright radiant smile etched on his friend, while Enma was wincing up his face in a slight motion.
That was until he heard a voice from in front of him.
"Who else didn't do their homework beside Sawada, Kozato and Yamamoto?"
Such question made Tsuna gulped nervously. How the hell his teacher could hear through his almost silent conversation? Well, that's because, magic.
"Ahh. We ended up getting punished after all." The brunet sighed heavily, closing his eyes, feeling like a let-down to himself.
Being punished by the teacher, they were all now standing in the hallway, right outside of their class. Tsuna was in the middle, while Enma and Yamamoto were on his sides. The boy looked beaten-up; Enma was only wincing up his face apologetically. As for Yamamoto? He smiled happily, putting his hands behind his head.
Not only he was punished, he also got so embarrassed when Gokudera Hayato making a huge fuss about the whole kicking away his Juudaime. Back then, the feisty bomber decided to leave the class too. He'd follow Tsuna everywhere, like a lost puppy. But of course, the Decimo didn't want his friend to leave class like that, so he asked Gokudera to stay for his sake.
"We should have done our homework." The small brunet said guiltily, regretting the fact that he totally forgot about his homework as he then pouted cutely.
"I agree with Tsuna! We should do our homework together sometimes!" the baseball jock replied, still smiling happily at the process.
Looking at the happy expression of the baseball lover, the young Vongola could only give another sigh.
'Doesn't Yamamoto know that we're being punished?' the brunet slightly wondered in his mind. It just couldn't be helped. Yamamoto Takeshi was probably so thick-skulled oblivious and overly positive. His obliviousness could give cancer to people.
Before Tsuna could finish his thoughts, the raven haired teen decided to break the silence between them.
"Hey, Tsuna? Are you busy after school? Wanna go somewhere?" Yamamoto asked as he gave a warm smile to Tsuna. He really wished that Tsuna wouldn't turn down his offer. After all, there's something that Yamamoto wanted to do today.
Doki-doki.
The sound of sudden rise of his heartbeating was echoing in his chest. Did Tsuna just hear it right? Or his mind was, yet again, playing some kind of cheap trick on him? He could only wonder. Why could Yamamoto affect him this much? That the boy could make him feel like fluttering, flushing red or even made his heart pacing fast in a galloping rhythm? What kind of unfamiliar feeling was this? He didn't know. Maybe he should ask his brothers about it.
Feeling speechless, Tsuna looked down, not wanting to see the brown hazel eyes of the taller teen and answered shyly,
"S-sure… If Ya-Yamamoto wants it… then…" he couldn't even finish his sentence. And his voice? Pfft. It sounded kind of like a squeak. He hated himself for being this all shy and stuttering like an idiot. He knew he wanted to go. But why couldn't he stop the stutter or the embarrassment? And what's with this hyperventilating? It made him feel so weird.
"Yosh!" Yamamoto chirped happily which broke the awkward silence, "Then we can go after my baseball practice then? I have to pick something up too in my locker!"
Having hearing that, the little brunet somehow felt quite down. He didn't know why he felt like that. But he felt like Yamamoto put him on a second. The guy still probably thought that baseball was his number one priority.
"Oh…" Tsuna exhaled a little, "O-okay… I'll wait then." The boy promised, hiding his expression. He was a little bit disappointed, but it's better than nothing. And he wondered what the hell he was thinking. He mentally slapped himself for thinking like that.
But as if noticing what the Decimo was feeling, the happy-go-lucky Yamamoto added again,
"On second thought! I'll skip my practice! We'll go as soon as class finished, okay? We can go and eat sushi! My treat!"
Doki-doki.
There, that annoying sound of his heart beating came again. Tsuna complained a little in his mind. Like seriously, this must have been some kind of a trick! What happened to his heart?
"Ahh, but if it's in my place it's not going to be that special," The baseball jock muttered a little as he made a thinking gesture with his hand under his chin, "Ohh, I know! There's this cake shop near my house that have so many delicious looking cake! We can try that!"
'Special? Ya-Yamamoto wants it to be special…?' that's all that Tsuna could think before…
Doki-doki.
That again. That annoying sound of his heartbeating as if trying to make fun of him.
Not wanting to be the Dame-person he was, the boy gave a single nod while looking away from the other teen. He knew that if he said anything more than this, he would probably stutter again, like an idiot. That's why he just decided to nod. As for Yamamoto? He felt so ecstatic hearing that the brunet wanted to go with him.
They're both looked so happy and all. Takeshi was smiling all happily, putting one arm around the smaller teen, while Tsuna was also giving a sheepish smile to his Rain Guardian, feeling a little bit nervous of their close proximity.
That was until a sudden growl came out from his stomach.
It was probably sounded like a monstrous roar, Tsuna thought to himself as he felt thoroughly embarrassed because of it. If he could jump to a hole and hide forever, he would certainly do that. It's better than having to face such embarrassing moment.
"T-Tsuna-kun? You're hungry?" the head of Shimon family decided to ask, trying to break the awkward silence between them.
Good job rubbing it in, Enma. Now Tsuna felt so embarrassed as if he's forced to walk around naked in a middle of a crowded street.
"S-sorry…" the brunet decided to say, bowing a little as his face turned red. "I… skipped breakfast today… because I woke up late…" he scratched the back of his head again, bowing down at the process.
"Ahahaha!" Yamamoto laughed a little bit too loud, "Then! I'll go buy that vanilla bread for you, okay?" he smiled understandingly to Tsuna, as he then continued, "It's delicious! You should try it, Tsuna!"
And after saying that, Yamamoto released his partial hug and as if it's no big deal, he left his spot and headed to the school canteen.
"W-wait! Yamamoto! You can't! We're supposed to stand here!" Tsuna tried to stop, trying to keep his voice down as he reached out his hand, not wanting the taller teen to be scolded by his teacher.
"Maa~ maa~ It's okay, Tsuna!" the baseball jock soothed, still smiling happily, "I'll be back fast! Sensei won't notice that I left." He waved his hand, giving a bye gesture to the brunet. "I'll get some for Enma too!"
Upon hearing that, the meek Enma felt a sudden embarrassment as he felt guilty tracing on his heart.
"Ehh! Y-Yamamoto-kun… you don't have too…" the redhead said, looking a little bit gloomy although most of his face expression was unreadable.
But of course, Yamamoto didn't listen. He's not named as a thick-skulled baseball idiot for nothing. He then walked away from the group, leaving the two of them standing in front of their class.
As he watched the sports ace left, Tsuna could only wonder of why the baseball jock wanted to hang out with him. He could feel a slight happiness grew in his heart when he's thinking about going out with Yamamoto, he could even blush about it.
And, somehow, it made him feel irked of his condition. He wondered why Yamamoto could give such effect to him, or better, to his heart. He wondered how that raven haired jock could make him flutter so easily, making his heart raced so fast and also stopped at the same time.
'Ahhh. I feel like such a girl.' Tsuna slapped himself mentally as another blush coming to his face. He just couldn't help it. He liked feeling that way. He liked it when Yamamoto care about him. It somehow made him feel special and it made him unintentionally smile a sincere smile.
"T-Tsuna-kun?" suddenly, out of the blue, Enma decided to start a conversation. He looked like he was unsure of something.
Having heard that, Tsuna stopped his daydreaming imagination and looked at the Shimon family head. "What is it, Enma-kun?"
"Ummm…" Enma felt a little bit unsure in how to ask it. He gulped the big lump on his throat and then he cleared his throat, before started to just go for it.
"T-Tsuna-kun… Do you ever… ummm…" he shifted his eyes and placed it curiously on Tsuna's brown eyes, "You ever… like someone?" He looked red. Enma seemed like he's embarrassed to ask such question to his friend.
"Sure. Of course, I do." Tsuna said proudly, "I like my Giotto-nii and Tsunayoshi-nii. They're so kind. I like my friends too. Yamamoto and Gokudera-kun are so nice to me. And then, there's also Kyoko-chan, Onii-san and Enma too. I like them all. They're like a family to me." The Decimo replied easily, unbeknownst to what Enma wanted to ask.
"N-no… I don't mean it like that…" Enma said sheepishly, "I mean… like… really really like someone…? That you feel like… you only want to be with that person? That you feel like… that person… is so special to you…?"
Tsuna nodded unintentionally.
"I g-guess…" he answered a little, as his face started to turn red. Somehow, such question made him remember of a certain someone. Someone that he really treasured and really liked being together with…
"I-is it… with Y-Yamamoto-kun? H-he… is he important to you..? D-do you… like Yamamoto-kun?" the young Shimon asked again, feeling somehow guilty yet also curious of something. Somehow, he looked like he wished for something.
But before Tsuna could answer, he and Enma were kind of shocked when someone was beckoning at them.
"What are you doing here, Tsuna?"
And there he could see his brother. The one that looked so much like him but have different eyes. There Tsuna could see his Tsunayoshi-nii was calling at him. The other boy simply walked towards them, looking so incredibly cool. His orange colored eyes were sharp. His eyebrows were constantly furrowed but his lips were making a certain smirk. It was as if he was planning on something and he knew that his plan was going on smoothly.
"T-Tsunayoshi-nii?! W-what are you d-doing here?" Tsuna asked, a little bit embarrassed knowing that his brother knew about this whole punishment.
"I asked that first to you." Tsunayoshi replied, walking closer to the both guys. As he walked closer to them, he suddenly lit up his eyes the moment he placed it on Enma.
"Oh, the new guy." The brunet stated simply, making the said teen to be slightly flustered.
"G-good morning… T-Tsunayoshi-senpai…" Enma decided to reply as he looked away from the other teen. His face looked red and embarrassed. It's as if his face was having the same color as his red hair.
"So, umm, what are you guys doing here?" He asked, as he placed his eyes to Tsuna.
"Umm… Enma… Yamamoto and… I… didn't do our homeworks… and… we… got punished by our sensei… Yamamoto also talked a little bit too loud during class… and… ummm…" the brunet explained, looking real guilty about such situation.
But, having to hear the word Yamamoto, it made the other brunet questioned. His orange eyes were glinted bright and a winning smirk was then created on his face.
"So now where's this Yamamoto?" Tsunayoshi asked, shifting his body position a little. Looking absolutely gorgeous with his triumphant smile.
"Yamamoto… he… went to... umm… buy us something… because I'm hungry…" Tsuna explained, or at least, he tried.
Hearing at such statement, it made the older brunet to smirk knowingly.
"I see… such bad influence he is, huh?" he stated it with a little bit of depreciative voice tone.
All of a sudden… Tsuna looked down and decided to say his disagreement…
"Wrong…" his voice was low, but it was enough to take some attention to him.
The older brunet looked surprised, his eyes widened, thinking that he didn't just hear something like that from Tsuna. Really, it was such a low blow to him.
"Tsunayoshi-nii is wrong…" Tsuna said firmly, "Yamamoto is not a bad influence… He… umm… He cares for me… Yamamoto understands me… That's why… Yamamoto went to buy me something to eat… Yamamoto is very kind to me…" he paused for a minute, "He really… He… makes me feel… special…"
Upon hearing that, a sudden rise of emotion hit on Tsunayoshi face. It was something that's unfamiliar of him. It's clenching on his chest and wanting to get burst. He felt like a sudden wave of emotion ranging on his chest, and waiting to explode. He was mad. He was pissed off. And it felt like he wanted to hurt someone because of it. He wanted to just burst at something or someone, to channel his anger.
"Yamamoto this… Yamamoto that…" Tsunayoshi scoffed, tension was obvious on his voice.
"You know what Tsuna? I'm so sick of it." He glared at the brunet, which made Tsuna to be immediately shut because of it.
"If you like him that much, why don't you just live with that Yamamoto?!"
─To Be Continued─
Author's note:
I haven't been updating for a while! Geez. I was so occupied with my hubby and school that I didn't really have a free time at all. Hence, there came the temporary hiatus. Haha. Anyways, I updated, and will start to work and be kicking again on FFN. Alrighty, who rocks? :3
Reviews are always appreciated!
Sincerely,
8027forever
p.s.
The buds of rape has been scattered and is growing at the moment. I think it will take place in the next two chapters. :3