Target three:

DON'T JUMP!

The next day.

Tsuna was standing in the hall, one shoe on while the other was in the middle of being put on when the doorbell rang.

Nana peeked into the hall from the kitchen door.

"Who could that be?"

Tsuna calmly put down her foot.

"I think I know..." she muttered, opening the door to see if she was right.

"Good morning Juudaime!"

Tsunako rolled her eyes as her theory was proven.

Well, at least he appeared to be in a better mood than he had been the day before. When he had returned to find Tsuna holding Yamamoto, he had all of the sudden gotten this air of anger and a hint of jealousy around him for some reason that Tsuna will sadly never understand unless she looses her naivety.

"Good morning Gokudera-kun." Tsuna responded, walking down the path towards the gate. Gokudera opened the gate for her once she was close enough. "I didn't expect you to show up here." she admitted, smiling slightly at him.

"As your right hand man, it's my duty to be at your side at all time to protect you. I will follow your every command!" Tsuna smiled even more at his words as they began to walk.

Suddenly, an evil thought popped into Tsunako's head.

She stopped in her tracks, making the bomber stop as well, turning towards her with a confused look on his face.

"Juudaime?"

Slowly, Tsuna lifted her head to look at the man in front of her.

"Then... I order you to kiss me." she had such a serious tone on her voice that Gokudera froze were he was standing. His face as red as a tomato.

"Ju-Juudaime, I-I Do-don't think I-I can d-do th-that."

"I didn't expect you to."

Gokudera snapped his head up as he heard the silent laugh in her voice.

"Why would I make you do something like that when we only just became friends, it would just become awkward in the end wouldn't it?" Tsunako continued walking, past Gokudera who hurried to catch up with her.

All the while Gokudera walked slightly behind her, that pleasant smile never left her facial features.

It was going to be fun having him around.

When they reached the school grounds, Tsuna couldn't help but to feel that she was forgetting something, something important that was going to happen that day. Placing two fingers to her temple, she tried desperately to remember what it was.

She didn't notice the aura of a certain baseball-player standing by the school gates. He appeared as if he was looking for something.

When his eyes fell on Tsuna his eyes lit up in a smile. A smile that faded away into a depressing look of disbelief the second he spotted who she was with. His head turned towards the ground, stepping away from the gates just as they came within hearing distance.

"You can come over anytime you want."

The baseball star froze.

Slowly turning around towards the direction the voice had come from, he saw Tsuna smiling brightly at Gokudera. That smile that most of the male student population wanted directed towards them. He also couldn't help but to notice the obvious blush spreading over the new guy's face.

The baseball star felt as if something broke inside of him.

"Do you really want me there?" Gokudera asked when they passed the baseball player, not even noticing his presence at all.

"Why wouldn't I?" Tsuna asked, stepping in front of the silver haired boy, grabbing hold of his hand as she looked straight into his eyes. "Believe it or not, but there are people who wants you around you know." with that said, the blind girl had taken off towards the school building, never once letting her hand leave the boy's.

Yamamoto stared after the two, the pain in his chest only growing stronger as he watched their entwined hands.

He sighed, his eyes once again directed towards the ground.

Clenching his fists, Yamamoto slowly lifted his head towards the school rooftops, silently planning the dreadful act he wanted to commit.

Right before the school bells rang.

Inside of the building, Tsuna had just changed her shoes and was leaning against the lockers as Gokudera changed his. Her mind was reeling, trying to remember what it was she had forgotten. She had been so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't register Yamamoto walking right in front of her, nor did she register Gokudera waiving his hand in front of her face while calling her name until the boy had hesitantly placed his hand on her shoulder.

"What?" she asked, snapping her head in the boy's direction.

"Juudaime, class is just about to start." Gokudera said, taking his hand away from the girls shoulder, right before turning away while mentally beating himself up for interrupting his boss's train of thought.

"Oh..." Tsuna muttered. "Right..." she stepped away from the lockers. "Thank you." however, her mind was still racing.

"Juudaime..." Gokudera stepped in front of her. "What's wrong?"

Tsuna lifted her head slowly.

"I feel as if I'm forgetting something, something very important." the muttered. "Something that's going to happen today..." she trailed off, disappearing into her thoughts once again.

"Maybe if you don't try to figure it out, it'll come to you." Gokudera slung his bag over his shoulder as he waited for the blind girl to continue walking. He was suddenly hit with an idea. He smiled down at the girl. "How about we have lung on the rooftop? Maybe you'll remember then?" he turned around and started walking.

The rooftop...?

"I don't think that'll be possible." Tsuna started walking.

"Why not?" the bomber asked.

"It's going to rain, I can feel it in the air." she stopped dead in her tracks.

"Stupid rain." She heard Gokudera mutter.

The rooftop...

Rain...

Everything suddenly clicked inside of her head.

"GOKUDERA!" The young girl suddenly threw her arms around the man's neck. "Thank you!" she placed a kiss on his cheek before she jumped off him. She didn't notice the dazed state she left the bomber in.

Grabbing his hand, Tsuna immediately took off towards the roof.

"Juudaime, where are we going?!" Gokudera yelled once he snapped back to reality, staring at the girl in front of him.

"No time for talking!" was his only answer.

Yamamoto stared out over the school yard that stretched out underneath him.

With a clouded mind, he barely even reacted when it started to drizzle down on him, but he couldn't care less at the moment. Something in his chest was hurting way to much for him to care. It hurt so much, he just wanted it to stop.

He couldn't bare pretending anymore. Wearing those fake smiles so that none would realize just how horrible he was feeling, so that he could pretend himself that everything was alright.

Who was he kidding?

He was far from alright. The moment he began giving those smiles he knew that he was far from alright.

Everything he put effort into just screwed things up for him when push comes to shove. He had been practicing his swing every day and his average was still dropping, even when Tsunako had given him that advice, he just couldn't bring himself to allow his arm the rest it apparently needed. Just like the blind girl had indicated.

And the fact that he had started taking some interest in Tsunako wasn't helping this matter at all. It was like the girl had this special aura around her that caused the people close to her to feel calm. He had wanted to be one of the people close to her, that's why he had asked her that question the day before.

Why hadn't he followed her advice?

Mentally beating himself up for avoiding the blind girl's flawless reasoning, Yamamoto slowly climbed over the rusty railing of the roof. Having ignored her words, that only added to the pain he was currently feeling.

The pain that had first began when he had spotted her with Gokudera.

He still couldn't believe it. How did the two of them suddenly end up so close to one another? Hadn't Gokudera been the one to almost resprain her arm just the other day?

Yamamoto allowed a sigh to escape his lips as he looked down at the ground bellow him.

How inviting it looked.

Yamamoto slowly closed his eyes, prepared to lean forward and let gravity take over.

What he hadn't expected, was for the door to the roof to slam open, followed by the sound of two pairs of feet.

"Juudaime! What are we..." the voice of Gokudera trailed off once his olive eyes fell on the broken boy on the other side of the railing.

What were they doing on the roof?

Why did they have to arrive now?

The questions reeled through Yamamoto's head as he slowly turned around towards the source of the voice. Reluctantly or course, but he had to see if they really were there.

The first thing his eyes met, were the cloudy blue eyes of the young woman that had just occupied his mind.

He sighed.

Just his damn luck.

"What are you two doing here?" Yamamoto asked, his fingers tightening around the steel-wire of the railing. His temped slowly rising, his eyes dark with unknown emotion as he glanced at the two people. He just couldn't look at them directly.

"I was just about to ask you the same question." Tsunako said, her hand let go of Gokudera's crossing her arms in front of her chest. She gave the baseball-player her best 'What-the-hell-are-you-doing' look.

It was one damn good look.

Yamamoto caught himself thinking he was a complete idiot before he regained his senses.

"Don't try to stop me." he said, once again turning towards the edge of the roof. Somehow, jumping seemed harder now.

"Didn't plan on it." the angered voice of Gokudera made the pain in the baseball-stars chest increase. That was not the voice he had wanted to hear. "Let's go Juudaime." He could hear the movement of shoes waking away. But there was only one pair.

"Juudaime?"

Allowing his head towards the other two, Yamamoto caught the glimpse of Tsunako. She hadn't moved. The rain had caused her hair to fall around her face in a more normal manner, less like a mane. Her hair fluttered around her face in the wind, her clouded eyes never once left him, her expression spoke monologues of what she was feeling right now, but Yamamoto couldn't understand anything of what it was saying.

"What do you think you'll accomplish by doing this?" he barely noticed her mouth moving, but her words still echoed over the rooftops, her voice filled with confidence and a hint of anger.

Somewhere in one of the many hiding places of the school. Reborn smirked in approval of his students actions.

Yamamoto's look darkened.

"Who are you to talk? You don't know how I feel." he hadn't meant for the words to come out so harsh, but they did.

"You don't know that." those were the last words Yamamoto had expected coming from her mouth. "You don't know me, so how would you know weather or not I had suicidal thoughts at some point in my life." this surprised even Reborn.

"Juudaime..."

"Tsuna..."

The blind girl took a few steps towards the man.

"When your blind, there are a lot of things that can bring you down. Like not being able to go to the movies that everyone says is so much fun, or see the faces of the people when they are talking to you. At one point I entered a deep depression because of this vision. It became so bad that I had actually grabbed the kitchen knife and prepared to stab myself in the chest." the eyes of the people around her widened.

Yamamoto had turned fully towards the girl now, Gokudera was staring at his boss with a worried expression, bringing up his shanking hand as if he wanted to make sure that she really was there. But the girl refused to budge.

"What stopped you?" Yamamoto's voice was in almost nothing more than a whisper.

"My mom knocked the knife out of my hand." she allowed her arms to fall to her sides. "So now, I'm going to act her part and push you towards this side of the railing." none was surprised at how determined her voice sounded.

Yamamoto was the first to snap out of it.

Turning back towards the edge, he gazed down at the ground, finding it to appear a lot let inviting than before.

"It's still different..." he muttered. "I was cast away, abandoned by the baseball gods."

"Yes, it's different." Tsunako admitted, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "Your arm will heal, I will never be able to see." she narrowed her eyes, glaring at the back of the baseball-players head with great irritation. "Why should you throw away your life over something so trivial as a broken arm? I know it may be a big deal to you, but from the eyes of a blind girl, you're acting just like a child would do. Overreacting."

Yamamoto's eyes darkened, but he didn't do anything. In the back of his head he knew she was right, knew that there was sense in what she was saying, but he just couldn't bring himself to tell her that. Instead, his grip tightened on the railing.

"I don't care weather I'm overreacting or not." he muttered. "I still have nothing to live for anymore." slowly, he began to lean forward once more.

"What of your father?"

Yamamoto's hand pulled him back by simple reflex.

"What would your father do when he find out about what you did, huh?" Tsunako asked. "How would he feel when his only family member left is dead?" Yamamoto's eyes widened. "Did you ever stop to think about him?"

Yamamoto looked down in shame. How could he have forgotten his own father?

"Everyone in class cares about you too." Tsuna's sweet voice continued.

"They don't care about me, they just care about my playing." Yamamoto returned, glancing at her from the corner of his eye. "None in that class ever noticed when my smiles became faked." the hurt dripped in his voice.

"I noticed."

Yamamoto sent her a disbelieving look.

"How could you notice? You can't even see my face."

Yamamoto mentally kicked himself. That hadn't been necessary, why had he said that?

Tsunako however, didn't seem phased at all.

"True." she said nodding. "But I did hear the fake happy tone on your voice whenever you were talking to someone. It was so pained and wooden that I had to pick it up." her face morphed into a sad and pained expression. "Now that I think back at it, I really should have done something, and I'm ashamed that I didn't."

Yamamoto was once again turned towards Tsuna.

Gokudera watched the entire exchange, his eyes balling between his beloved Juudaime and the baseball-idiot.

"Enough about that!" Tsuna suddenly declared, walking towards the railing with steady steps. "Now you can allow one mistake to consume your life, or..." once she was standing directly opposite Yamamoto, she reached out her hand towards him. "You can take my hand and get over it."

Yamamoto stared wide-eyed at the hand reached out towards him, then he looked up and into the clouded blue eyes of the girl. Seeing any form of emotion in those orbs was difficult, but he could still, somehow see that she was pleading with him.

Slowly, he lifted his hand and placed it in hers, loving the feeling of her smooth skin against his calloused one. And he smiled. The first, real smile he had used in a while.

But, just as he was about to climb over the fence, his foot stepped right onto a smaller puddle. Once he put pressure on that foot, he slipped.

Yamamoto's eyes widened as he felt gravity take over behind him. In desperation, he tried to let go of Tsuna's hand, but she grabbed onto his wrist before he managed to fall away from her.

"Let go of me Tsuna!" Yamamoto cried as his body tipped over the side of the roof.

"No!" came her reply as she flew over the rusty railing, right into Yamamoto's arms and fell off the building with him.

"JUUDAIME!" Gokudera desperately sprinted towards the edge of the roof, his hands clinging to the railing as he watched his boss disappear on the other side, just as he was about to jump onto the other side to join them. A shot rang through the air.

At the sound of the loud bang, Tsuna shut her eyes in annoyance.

"I thought I could get through this ark without that damn bullet..." she muttered, tightening her arms around the baseball-players torso, getting ready for the impact.

A sharp pain penetrated the back of her head and all of the sudden her body went limp in Yamamoto's arms.

"Oi, Tsuna?" Yamamoto shook the girl's body, desperately trying to get a response out of her.

Suddely, as if shedding skin, Tsuna's outer shell peeled off together with her clothing, leaving her with nothing but her underwear and a brand new glowing skin.

The sight of her caused Tamamoto to blush furiously.

"Tsuna?"

As if responding, Tsuna's head snapped to the side so that she was facing the wall, a small orange fire fluttering on her forehead before her grip around Yamamoto's torso tightened, but only with the one arm.

Not acting like herself at all, Tsuna spun them around towards the wall in mid fall and pressed her feet against it. It didn't slow them down, but once she felt she had waited long enough, she put all her strength in those slender legs of hers before jumping away from the wall. While in mid air, Tsuna turned them around, taking Yamamoto's body in her arms bridal style before landing softly on the ground, just as the flamed flickered out.

Yamamoto fell a short distance before landing rather roughly on the ground.

Tsuna herself stumbled before falling to her knees beside him.

Yamamoto stared at the girl in a amazement.

"How did you...?" he never got to finish as Tsuna brought up her right hand and proceeded to run said hand over his facial features.

"Wha-what-what are you doing?" Yamamoto asked while fighting the enormous blush that spread over his cheeks.

As Tsuna's hand wandered over the baseball-players face, each and every inch of his features formed over the faceless mask that had been there before. And soon, she could see how he was staring wide-eyed at her. His blush remained unnoticed though.

"It's true what they say..." she muttered rather exhaustedly. "You are quite handsome." and with that said, she fell to the side in a dead faint.

Still a little dazed, Yamamoto slowly reached over to place his hand on Tsuna's delicate shoulder, shaking it softly all the while trying not to allow his eyes to drift away from her exhausted facial features and down towards the light blue lace bra that covered her perfectly round-

NO! No... no.

How could he even think that way?

"Get your filthy hands off Juudaime!"

Gokudera's voice came so suddenly that it caused Yamamoto to jump away from the young girl. Turning around he saw the silver haired young man sprinting over the grounds while taking off his school shirt, right before falling to his knees beside her body, gently wrapping her torso in his over-sized article of clothing.

This action caused Tsuna to stir slightly, looking up at Gokudera with a gentle smile.

"Weren't you fast?" she spoke tiredly.

"I couldn't just stand there when you fell from the roof now could I?" asked the silverette as he gently picked her up in his arms.

Tsuna let out a giggle.

"I guess not..." with each blink of her eyes, they became slower.

She turned her head in Yamamoto's direction.

"And you, Baseball-idiot." Yamamoto's head snapped up from having been directed towards the ground. "Don't ever try doing something like that again, okay?"

Yamamoto couldn't bring himself to smile.

"I don't understand why you care so much about me." he muttered.

Tsuna laughed.

"We're friends aren't we?"

Yamamoto stared at the girl with wide eyes. Then, suddenly he broke out in laughter, the first real laugh he has let out in a long time.

"Yeah..." he smiled. "We're friends."

Tsuna could only smile before she once again slipped into unconsciousness.

Further away from the three teens, Reborn sat on top of the roof, staring down at them.

Smirking at them, he allowed Leon back onto his hat.

"One down, nine to go."

A/N: As a celebration for my own 18th birthday, October 18th. I decided to take some more responcibility and get at least one chapter up for one of my stories. and since this one was the one that was almost finished already, I decided to go with this one.

The reason Tsuna didn't shout 'REBORN' is because I did my reaserch and found out that when Kyoko was shot, she didn't shout it, and since this Tsuna is a lot more calm than the original, I decided to go with that.

Thank you for all the reviews I have gottern and I love you all.

PS: Till den där svenska anonymen.

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