7 days part 3

My headphones were playing the lyrics to a slow, low song as my eyes scanned the computer screen.

Looking for something, anything useful.

I laid on my stomach, elbow stabbing at my bed as my chin rested in my hand, scrolling through the Google search engine. In the search box it said 'after a tough break up'.

I felt kind of pathetic going to the Internet for this kind of thing, but I didn't know what to do.

I'm not use to such an empty feeling. And I'm so tired, but I can't go to sleep. I'm so hungry, but I don't want to eat.

I sighed to myself, and heard a faint knock underneath my music.

Quickly, I opened another tab, changing my screen to something a bit less embarrassing, like a funny video.

"C-come in." My voice cracked, and I removed my headphones.

"Takeshi?" My dad peeked his head in through my door, his work shirt messy with ingredients. "Everything alright? You have been in your room a lot lately." He pouted.

"Yeah Dad." I tried to smile. I don't think it would be the best idea to bring this up with my dad…

"You sure? You know you can talk to me."

'Yeah, sure dad. So, I've been banging the shit out of my friend Gokudera, you know the beautiful one with the silver hair, for a while now, you know, really hot nice sex, and we went out for a week, ah best days of my life, and then broke my heart, but that's all, don't sweat it.'

Yeah, not going to happen.

"Yeah dad, perfectly fine…"

~

My alarm clock stared to buzz, causing me to flinch from my spot. School already? I sighed. I didn't fall asleep, I didn't even make an attempt to fall asleep, I've been on the computer all night, and listening to music.

I rubbed my face, lifting myself up from my bed shutting my laptop.

Yeah, I'm going to school. The only time I get to see him, even if he does hate me.
It didn't take me long to get ready, and I wasn't going to eat breakfast no matter how loud my stomach begged.

I ran my fingers through my hair, butterflies building up in my empty stomach.

What if when I see Gokudera, he runs away from me? What if he yells at me? What if he laughs at me? Will he hurt me? Will he be rude? Will he say that he hates me?
Or worse, will he ignore me?

I sat on my bed, thinking of all the things that could happen when I see Gokudera for school.

I have to get over this eventually; we are still playing the mafia game together, and in the same classes, and share the same group of friends. I can't just leave Tsuna.

Maybe I can take a break from him. He'll understand, he's a reasonable guy. Ah, but Gokudera will kill me if I tell Tsuna what has been going on.

I heard my dad calling me from down stairs. I sighed, not really having the energy or motivation to move, but got up anyways.

"Yeah dad?" A familiar smell tickled my nose, and I realized it was my dad's cooking.

"Breakfast!" He said with a smile, knife in his hand as he cut up more fish.

"Ah, not hungry dad." I told him as I was leaving.

"Takeshi." My dad called, and I turned around. "Did you get any sleep last night? You have very heavy bags under your eyes. And when was the last time you ate?"

"I'll just grab a milk box before I go." I snapped. "Besides, I'm going to be late." I rolled my eyes, heading to the fridge and searching for a milk box. Once I retrieved the milk box, I waved it for my dad to see. "Stop worrying, I gotta go."

I don't know why I was so annoyed with him, I jus was.
I told him I was fine and he kept on bugging me about it.

Maybe because he knew I really wasn't okay? But still, if I say that I'm fine then he should just drop it, obviously I don't feel like talking.

I sighed, placing my earphones in my ears, letting the music sooth me.
My head nodded along with the beat, as I made my way along my usual rote to school.

I can try and avoid him today… Right?

I sit a few seats behind him, and he never interacts with anyone but Tsuna, so it would be easy to avoid him-
If I wanted to.

How long will I be able to avoid him? Maybe I shouldn't avoid him; maybe I should pretend it never happened. But how will I do that? Might as well try.

I got lost in my train of thought, and realized I was already in my school. I saw Tsuna walking towards the entrance. There was something missing.

"Yo! Tsuna!" I tried to sound cheerful, taking out my headphones.

"Good morning Yamamoto!" Tsuna greeted.

"Eh? Where Gokudera?" I looked around, not seeing the silver haired beauty.

"He's not here today. He text me apologizing for not being able to 'escort' me to school, saying he wasn't feeling good." Tsuna sighed, still not use to Gokudera's clinginess.

"Oh…" Well, then why am I here? I shrugged it off, walking with my shorter friend to the classroom.

As we were walking, something metallic slapped my across the back of the head, causing me to stumble in pain. I turned around, grabbing the back of my head in, seeing Hibari standing there, tonfas out for display.

"Leave, herbivore." Hibari's eyes shot daggers at Tsuna, who whimpered away. "Explain yourself." Hibari pressed a tonfa closer to my neck.

"Eh?" I raised my hands up in defense. "Was I disturbing your school, Hibari-san?" I gulped, head throbbing in pain.

"No music devices are aloud on school campus, and you are out of dress code." The metal was pressed closer to my neck, death glare coating his eyes.

"I-I am?" I glanced down at what I was wearing, realized I had the wrong undershirt on. "Ah! I'm sorry Hibari-san." I apologized.

"What's wrong with you?" He rose a curious eyebrow "You are normally smiling." He lowered his weapon from my neck, allowing me to breath properly.

"Oh, I'm fine!"

"Liar." He smacked me across the face, causing me to yelp in pain. "Go home before I bit you to death. Your uniform and attitude disgusts me." Then he walked away with out a sound.

~

"Crap…" I mumbled to myself, taking out my headphones.

I got lost in thought again, and guess where I ended up?

Yup, Gokudera's house.

I eyed the familiar doorway, wondering what I should do…

I could just go home but…

I went to knock on the door, but then hesitated when I heard a strange sound.

I pressed my ear closer to the door, hearing the sound of… Laughter. I banged my knuckles on the door, and it got quiet.

He's ignoring me? I let out a sigh; knowing Gokudera doesn't lock his door often, so I turned the knob, allowing my entrance.

Then lights were off, and I looked around the small space, tip toeing my way threw the house.

The place looked like how I left it last. Except the refrigerator is open, and there are cigarette ashes all over the place. I went to go close if refrigerator door, and then I heard laughter coming from his room again.

"Go… Gokudera?" I asked, lightly pushing his door open. He was sitting against his bed, laughing into his hand with beer bottles scattered next to him.

"Hey, you! I will," He stopped, holding back a burp. "Get you arrested, breaking into my house." He pointed at me, taking another chug of his beer.

"No you wont…" I mumbled, eyes scattering around his figure. So messy and unorganized, not like normal. He had his school uniform on with the yellow jacket off and the top buttons just not buttoned. His hair was tied back into a ponytail, and had major bags under his eyes.

"Fuck your right." He laughed into his hand, dropping the empty beer can to the side. "Aren't you suppose to be in school? Dummies should go to school like a dummy should so they will be… less of a… a…" He stopped to think, blink at the wall as he did.

"Dummy?" I finished.

"Yea- Hey! Don't finish my sentences!" He hiccupped, then laughed again, going for another can.

"No no," I took a few more steps into his room, taking the beer out of his hand. "I think you had enough."

"Hey! Gimme that!" He sounded like a little kid, throwing a fit for his toy back. "You can't just walk into my life telling me what to do!"

"Well I was a big part of your life at one point!" I snapped. He froze, looking up at me at me with piercing green eyes that then softened when he broke out into a laughing fit.

"And you think you still aren't?" He laughed. "Boy, what an idiot! Why the fuck do you think I'm like this? All drunk and shit." He whipped away a tear, and I didn't know if it was from laughing or from actual sadness.

"But… Then why?" I asked, squatting down next to him. He looked over at me, then he face got all serious.

"C-cause…" He started to mess with his carpet.

"Gokudera, that is not an answer." It was like talking to a five year old. He snapped his head away with a 'Humph' as if trying to ignore me. "Gokudera…Gokudera." I repeated his name, still not getting his attention. "Gokudera! Answer me!" I grabbed his shoulder, forcing him to turn around and face me. "Tell me wh-"

"No! You fucking tell ME why!" I shouted, tears of anger forming in his eyes. "Why the fuck would someone like you like me?! I don't get it! I don't deserve someone as special as you!" His face was red, from anger and embarrassment, mixed with the beer in his system.

"But… Gokudera…" I looked at him lost.

"I… I don't get it…" He rubbed his eye, as if hiding tears. "Why anyone should suffer, for someone like me."

"Gokudera, I have already done that. And I'd do it again, if it was for you." My hand that was on his shoulder, moved to his cheek, my thumb rubbing the soft skin lightly. "Gokudera, you may not deserve me, but I sure as hell deserve you." A soft smile danced on my lips, and I received a small glint in his eyes.

"You're an… Idiot." He leaned his face into my hand, looking away.

"I'd love to be your idiot, Y'know?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Tch," He clicked his tongue, placing a small kiss on my lips. "You… always have been"
Fin.

(Author's note: Yes, yes, happy cheesy endings are always nice, but there was no humor in this so

Extra:

Focus Yamamoto, focus! Yes you are tiered and hungry, but suck it up! You just got Gokudera and he practically threw his drunken self at you.

No, he DID throw he drunken self at you, look at him, all on top of you and shit as you are propped up on his bed.

Yeah, that's going to leave a mark and you know it!

Focus on those soft lips, soft skin, soft hair, and love every moment of it! Oh that beer smell? Yeah, just ignore that part, that part isn't important.

Make sure you get that spot behind his ear, yeah, he likes that.

He wants another kiss, do that think with your tongue- or he could do that thing with his, that's cool too.

He's going for your shirt, ignore the draft, if it's for him you can deal with it.

Yeah, that's a nice feeling on your neck, real nice feeling.

Crap! Your phone is vibrating in your pocket.
Fuck it's Tsuna! No, no! Don't let Gokudera see the caller ID! He will stop if he knew who it was. Answer before he sees, answer it!

"Yo Ts-" Don't say his name! Gokudera will stop, and we don't want that! What is he going on about? Do you know if Gokudera is all right? Well yeah, he's a little drunk, but besides that he's perfect. But, of coarse, can't tell him that now can we- "Ah!" Damn it Gokudera, you don't just bite someone's neck when they are on the phone. "Y-yup! Perfectly fine!" Come on Yamamoto, try and sound more convincing.

Damn it, he is just not shutting up! What's he talking about know? Can't concentrate with Gokudera's hot breath on your skin, now can you?

Nonononono! Gokudera put his hand dow-No! Don't drag it up your thigh, to that nice ass of yours. Ah- it feels nice, doesn't? Nice and perky, not like most guys. Give it a nice squeeze, and receive a flirty giggle from Gokudera, an-nd, yeah, that's nice.

"Yamamoto? You still there?"

Aw right, you were talking to Tsuna.

"Mhmm." You say, biting at your lip as Gokudera's hips grind against yours.

Wait! No! Don't grab his phone-ah crap.

"Yamamoto is a little busy right now~" He sings into the mouth piece, and you can practically hear Tsuna's yelp clear as day, and now Gokudera gives you that look as he sits up straight on top of you, on top of your boner not to mention and damn it Tsuna he loves you and all but you have been a real cock-block lately.

But that's okay, because after he slaps the phone close, you start apologizing, and then get cut off with Gokudera's teeth sinking into your neck talking about how 'dummies must be punished' and you know it was all worth it.