Far away part 3

"This isn't your problem. Leave." He hissed. We were staying at a small motel with the little pocket money we had.
"Gokudera, this is my problem because its concerning you. Besides, your the one who dragged me out of my house." I said, sitting down behind him on the bed so he was sitting in between my legs, and my back was against the head board of the bed.
I started to gently rub his back, placing my hands on his shoulders and massaging his shoulder blades with my thumbs. He let out a grunt of pleasure from my touch.
"Why are you such an idiot?"
"I'm not an idiot, I just love you." I used the palm of my hands to get the lower of his back, giving his neck a light kiss. We sat in silence for awhile. He laid against my stomach, resting the back of his head on my shoulder. I stopped massaging him, and wrapped my arms around his waist. I looked down into his green eyes, and I could tell he was in deep thought.
"We can probably go back to my house tomorrow. I don't think he will be there."
"You can go back to your house. I'm going to figure this out on my own."
"Sorry Gokudera, I can't do that." I gave him a quick kiss on the lips. 'Yamamoto, you know you can never just give him one.' I thought. I gave him another kiss, this time deeper, with more passion.
"Neh... Yamamoto?" He asked, breaking the kiss.
"Yes?"
"Can we just... Lay here... together? Just for right now..."
"Um, sure."
He scooted over, to leave room on the bed for me to lay down. I laid on my back and he clingged onto my torso.
I never thought of Gokudera as the cuddling type. Maybe its just the stress?
I could feel the up and down rise of his chest on my torso as he breathed a nice and steady rate. He was in deep thought, unaware of his surroundings, it was obvious in his eyes.
I started to play with his silver hair. It was starting to grow back to its normal length.
"Hey...?" He asked.
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
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"Why are we here again?" I asked looking through some books. We were in the local library, and Gokudera had an arm full of books.
"Just sit down, I'm doing some research. I shouldn't be that long." Gokudera put on his glasses, and tied his hair back sitting at one of the library's tables. He opened one of the many books he picked up, and started flipping through it, writing down things from time to time. He did this with out stopping for about 20 minuets until a voice stopped him.
"Well, if it isn't Gokudera Hayato." A feminine voice said. I watched his facial expression change from serious to very scared.
"G-gisselle... Haya... Hayashi?" He stuttered.
I turned around, staring up at the girl. I couldn't believe my eyes. She looked exactly like Gokudera.
Silver wavy hair franking her pale face and bright green eyes. Her hair was parted dow the middle, and the tips of her hair were lightly touching her shoulders. She had on a gray jacket, with the sleeves rolled up showing off her dragon tattoos that ran up both her pale arms. The jacket was zipped down reviling a pink tank top, and a necklace hung from her neck.
"Do you have a twin that I don't know about?" I asked.
"What are you doing here?" He hissed through his teeth, ignoring my question.
"Is little Hayato not happy to see his child hood friend?" She smirked. A low growl came from his throat.
So they were friends. But they looked exactly alike.
I'm so confused.
"I haven't seen you since you were 9! You've gotten so big." She patted him on his head.
"Don't treat me like a child." He barked at her. "Your only a few months older then me."
"Still short-tempered as always." She took a seat next to me. "And what's your name?"
"Yamamoto." He answered for me. "Now leave..."
"What's a cutie like you hanging out with a downer like Gokudera?" She crossed her leg over her knee, getting comfortable like she was going to stay for a little bit longer. She pushed her hair behind her ear, showing off her earrings. Same number of earrings to.
"I'm his bo-" Gokudera kicked me under the table. My head shot over to Gokudera and he shook his head slightly. "His best friend. I'm his best friends."
She raised a curious eyebrow at Gokudera.
"What are you doing in Japan? I thought you were still in Italy." Gokudera asked.
"None of you business." She hissed.
"Sorry to interrupt your little reunion, but... Who are you exactly?"
"I'm Hayato's old child hood friend." Gisselle smirked at Gokudera.
"Has anyone every told you that you guys look exactly alike?"
"Yes," Gokudera answered. "We were mistaken for sibling almost all the time. People often thought my mother had affairs with other men. But I don't think I cold ever be related to such a witch."
"And like I could be related to such a spoiled brat."
"What you call me?" He shot up out of his chair, like he was ready to fight.
"You heard me." She did the same, but taking out some Dynamite.
She used dynamite to?
"Come on guys. I'm sure what ever happened in the past can be resolved." I tried to soothe the mood. I heard a 'Humph' come from Gisselle as she picked up her bag and left. Gokudera let out a few curse words, and collected all of his things.
"Lets go. I'm done here." He said, already walking away.
"Can you explain this better to me?" I asked when I caught up to him.
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"Oh, Hayato!" A voice called for me after school. I saw Gisselle running towards me with her little 9 year old feet scraping across the floor.
"What is it?" I asked. She shoved a paper in my face.
"What did you get on the math test? I got a 100."
"98..." I whispered softly.
"Ha! Still not as good. You'll get there some day. Did you learn how to throw more then one dynamite yet? Cause I did."
This girl... Thinking she is better then me.  Ever since our family got together for a mafia meeting, she's never left me alone. This girl drives me crazy.
"You should ask me when I care. Now, just go back to your box of a house and leave me alone."
Take that, bitch.
"Gr... Just because your family is richer doesn't mean your better."
"I never said I was better... Well, I never said it out loud. Now just leave me alone, I don't want to be bothered." I threw my bag over my shoulder and walked away, leaving her frustrated.
"Hey there son, are your just going to leave your sister behind?" An old man said, pointing at Gisselle.
"Bloody hell, she's not my sister!" I snapped. Everyone always thinks she's my sister. Why dose she look like me? I don't know! And I don't care. People need to learn how to mind their own business.
"But big brother!" She called. Oh god... Not again. When ever someone mistakes us for brother and sister, she plays along with it, to make me look bad. "Mama said your not aloud to leave me alone in the streets anymore." I saw her trying told back her smirk. "She said that you had to hold my hand in case someone tries to take me again. Just like last time. Don't you remember? That scary man tried to take me, and you didn't hear my scream. Remember big brother?"
She's so evil, I swear.
The old man looked at me with a raise of an eyebrow. I rolled my eyes, and stuck out my hand.
"Thank you big brother!" She said, like she was the happiest girl in the world and held my hand tight.
When we were out of hearing range from the old man, I turned to her and hissed,
"I've never wanted to hit a girl so hard in my life."
"I'm glad I can fill your life with misery." She stuck out her tongue, and I snatched my hand out of her grasp.
"Well if it isn't my fa-avorite s-students." Dr.Shamal stuttered a little, booze bottle in his hand.
Great.... He's drunk.
"Good afternoon Dr.Shamal." Me and Gisselle said at the same time, a little disappointed.
"How old are you Gisselle?" He asked.
"9..." She said a little disgusted. We were both aware of his high liking of women.
"Oh, okay," He sounded a little disappointed. "Well, did you guys study the dynamite techniques I told you to?"
"Yes" We both said.
"I'm already on the third step!" Gisselle boasted.
3rd step? Already? He just gave the instructions to us last week. I'm still trying to perfect the 1st step.
"What about you Hayato?" Gisselle asked, grin bigger then ever.
"None of your business." I hissed. Gisselle let out a laugh.
"Ha! Looks like I beat you again." She boasted.
"Shut up you little snob!"
She stuck out her tongue, an I returned the favor.
This girl made me so mad. She always dose something better then me. Always.
I finish step 1, she's on the 3rd step.
I get a 98 she gets a 100
I get 2nd place in the science fair, she goes on to the finals.
I can't stand her, and she follows me around like a little puppy. Gah, I'm getting a head ache just looking at her.
And she took a sudden interest in dynamite. Right when she found out I was getting special Mafia training with Shamal, she wanted in on it to. And Shamal can never turn down a girl, no matter what age.
"Well, see you tomorrow Hayato." She winked and walked towards her house.
"I really hope not..."
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"She was that bad, huh?" Yamamoto asked, after I explained my hole history with Gisselle. We were at the local park, just hanging out on the park bench.
"Yeah..." I took another drag of my cigarette. "I don't know why she's here, she's suppose to be in Italy."
Yamamoto's expression changed like his brain actually started to work. "I have an idea!"