5986 MINI-SCENE ~ NIGHTMARE DAY
Requested by: Arabella A. Hilst | Topic: Something Dramatic
VONGOLA BASE, ONE DAY DURING TRAINING BEFORE THE RAID ON MELONE BASE
"G-Gokudera-san… kof kof…"
"D… damn!"
This rusty feeling of blood in his mouth… This stingy sensation in his eyes teary with rage… This numb sensation in his motionless legs…
Damn… Whether there are Gods or Devils… No matter who, no matter what it'll take in exchange, just… Just… This time too, don't just let him watch helplessly as someone's life withers…
"Go…ku…d…e…ra...-san..."
But the breathless call is deadening in her throat as her face turns whiter and whiter, and his legs still can't move, the pool of blood around them not even troubled by a riddle.
"Go…k…u…d-d…"
The call stops when her hands leave the glove on which they had clenched to try and make the one chocking her release his grip, and fall inert by her side, slowly, irremediably, inexorably...
"DAAAAAAAAAMN!"
…
"…era-san…! …kudera-san…! …okudera-san!"
"…kof…!"
Gokudera blinks his eyes open, gasping for air.
"Gokudera-san!"
A familiar silhouette makes its way in his blurry field of vision encompassing the ceiling of the training room in which he had collapsed after training.
The rusty taste of blood is still there, probably from having clenched his teeth so hard they started bleeding… The stingy sensation in his eyes is still there too, probably from trying so hard to focus on whether what he's seeing right now is still a nightmare or not… The numb sensation in his legs and the pool of blood, them, have disappeared though… And the person kneeling next to him is still... alive...
GRAB.
"A…hi…?! G-Gokudera-san…" Haru panics at being suddenly rocked in his arms.
Long seconds pass in silence, the both of them half-collapsed in a hug on the floor.
Haru doesn't even know where to start, shared between her concern for the one acting so weird and her own racing heart, and thus she remains immobile.
When Gokudera's hands finally leave her back and neck to come and scoop her face, she feels her cheeks burn at meeting the melancholic gaze of a pair of green eyes, the usual frown between his eyebrows having turned in a wincing expression.
But the sadness and worry gradually disappear at feeling rushing blood tinting her skin with pink and red instead of the deathly white from his nightmare.
BAM. Gokudera finally releases Haru to collapse on the back on the floor, bringing his arm up to cover his eyes, trying to focus on reality again.
Damn… That must be why this Baseball Nut is locking himself up for training ever since the news about his pops…
"… G…okudera-san…?"
Gokudera clenches his eyelids tighter under the cover of his arm.
Damn… He'd better train harder so that he'll never have to hear her agonizing voice again calling his name…
TILT.
His… name…?
SNAP. Gokudera snaps conscious and propels himself asit in a fraction of second.
"… h… how did you just call me…?!"
"A…hi?"
"Oy… how did you damn call me?"
"Ahiii?!"
GRAB. Haru is pulled forward when Gokudera's fingers slip between the strands of hair under her ponytail to bring her closer. Haru skips a breath and can't help but answer while feeling her cheeks burn.
"A…hi… G-Gok…udera-s…an…?!"
"Never call me like that again!"
TILT. Haru freezes at seeing how sad and aggravated Gokudera's eyes are under his usual pissed frown.
Gokudera-san is acting so weird this morning… because she called him... Did she really hurt him just by calling his name… But then, how could she call him…
"T-then… Ha…yato…-san…?"
Eerily, the frown and tingling shimmer of sadness in his eyes are disappearing at the call.
"… Hayato-san?"
This time, sadness has definitely disappeared, replaced by something more bashful as he lets go of her and pulls away while looking somewhere else, clearing his throat with a troubled expression.
"T-tsk… Can't you just say it normally? You don't have to sound so damn worried…"
"Ahiii! And what else, now?! Hayato-san is always so whimsical! Annoying-desu!"
"Oy, th-that's… tsk, why do you make it sound so damn usual…?!"
"Because Hayato-san IS a childish annoying ranting aho, buuh…!"
"WH…?! Raah, forget it…"
Casually insulting him while laughing, tsk… It's not like how she calls him matters much, usually, but… but he'd rather hear her complaining with a laugh than speak his name only for eternal farewell…
Just keep laughing, stupid… I'll make sure to always have you grinning when calling my name… always…