(A/N) Final chapter! Gokudera's final thoughts, Yamamoto's confession, and an unexpected visitor.

I ended up going to school the next day, after a lot of thought, but I didn't talk to Yamamoto. I caught him glancing at me a lot but, other than that, he left me alone. Which I was grateful for.

At least until lunch.

"Hi, Dera!"

I sneered and turned my back on him. Why couldn't he stay like he was this morning? He sat down next to me and opened his bento. I tried not to look at it but I hadn't eaten breakfast or brought lunch. This was what usually happened after I paid the rent; having a shortage of money and food.

"Where's your lunch, Gokudera?" Yamamoto asked, chewing on his rice.

"Not hungry," I lied, looking away from the bento.

"Want some of mine?" Yamamoto asked, apparently ignoring what I'd just said.

"No," I stated firmly, but my stomach betrayed me. It growled so loudly that the head-prefect, Hibari Kyoya, probably heard it three floors down.

"Here, Dera!" Yamamoto laughed, splitting his bento in half.

I was hesitant to try it, but when I finally did take a bite it was so good that I craved for more. But I hid my emotions.

"Gross," I said, ignoring the rest of the bento.

"Haha can't lie Gokudera! I could tell from the first bite that you absolutely loved it!"

Grumpily, I finished my share of the bento.

"Your dad makes good bento," I said once I'd finished.

"He does! But I made this!" Yamamoto smiled and laughed at my expression. "Didn't want to compliment me, huh?"

Well, I couldn't take this anymore.

"Why do you act like nothing happened?" I shouted. His smile faltered and he looked down at his hands.

"Because I don't want to lose you," he said so softly that I almost didn't hear him.

I didn't know what to say to that, so I asked, "Why?"

Yamamoto just shook his head sadly.

"If you don't know already, then there's really no point in me saying it. You wouldn't want to know."

"Know what?" I was getting frustrated.

"That I love you!" He shouted. I took a double blow. What he said and how he said it. Yamamoto had never raised his voice before.

Standing up, I left the roof. Yamamoto didn't try to stop me.

He was right. I didn't want to know.

The only place I could think to go to was to work.

After Yamamoto's confession, my brain was in turmoil.

I was confused. How could Yamamoto love me? Of all people, what about me did he like? I was defiant. He couldn't possibly fall in love with me in such a short time after we'd met. And what was he to me? Annoying! Plus we were both boys!

But a small part of me was proud. Proud that someone could love me. Proud that of all people, Yamamoto chose me.

That was the part of myself that I couldn't face. The part that suggested I could love him back.

So, not knowing what to do, I went to talk with Sawada-san. He was the only one that I could to talk to about these things.

"Boss?" I opened the door to find my boss arguing with some tall men in suits. When they turned around, I froze.

"Gokudera-kun! Get out of here!" Sawada-san shouted. "I'll cover you!"

Sawada-san pulled some gloves out of his pocket and I ran.

Exciting the store, I wondered where to go. I couldn't go to my apartment, too obvious. Not the school…

There was only one place I could think of, and I wasn't happy about it.

Takesushi was a very neat and very crowded restaurant when I entered. I was breathing heavily, for I had ran the whole way, when I went up to a person who I assumed was Yamamoto's father.

"Is there a back?" I panted. Yamamoto's dad looked surprised.

"Yeah, but…"

I walked away, for I had seen Yamamoto. And he had seen me.

"Gokudera?" W-what are you doing here?" He stammered.

"Take me to the back of the store," I demanded.

Yamamoto led me to the back of the store, having noted my heavy breathing. He had realized not to hesitate.

We went up some stairs that led to a hallway with a few doors. We took the first door on the left. Not to my surprise, it led to his room which (again not surprising) was baseball themed. Yamamoto motioned me to take the only chair while he sat on the bed.

Ignoring him, I sat next to him on the bed which seemed to surprise him.

"Why are you here?" Yamamoto asked again.

"Hiding," I stated.

"It was too much to hope you were here for me, huh?" He sighed.

"Maybe. I haven't straightened it out yet," I said, staring at my fists.

He stared at me. I met his eyes and immediately regretted it. He had hope in his eyes.

"What are you hiding from?" He finally asked.

"My past," I stated vaguely. He raised an eyebrow so I added, "My father."

He looked shocked but didn't ask any more questions.

"Hold on a minute." He suddenly got up and left the room.

He came back a minute later and I stared at him suspiciously.

"Told Pops not to tell anyone you were here," he told me, sitting on the bed again.


We fell silent and I suddenly felt unbearably tired. My eyes drooped and, without meaning to, I laid my head on Yamamoto's shoulder. He flinched but didn't move and I could almost feel the heat rising to his face.

I smiled and fell asleep.

I woke up to banging.

My head shot up and I momentarily panicked when Yamamoto wasn't next to me until I saw him by the door. He was sitting against it as if trying to keep it closed.

The banging came again and I knew what was going on.

Yamamoto looked at me. Noticing I'd woken up, he mouthed one word, "Go."

My heart wrenched. Behind that door was my father; a merciless Hitman who wouldn't hesitate to kill Yamamoto even, if he was uninvolved. And Yamamoto knew it. He was willing to risk his life for me.

"No," I mouthed back and sat against the door with him. He looked at me, pleaded me with his eyes to go. I grabbed his hand.

"I love you," I mouthed and I kissed him.

"I'm not going without you," I breathed when we broke apart, our faces millimeters away.

He nodded and a mutual understanding went between us.

We ran to the window. We held on to each other as we broke through the glass and fell to Earth. We both landed on our sides but, other than being winded, were unharmed.

Still holding hands, we ran off into the horizon.



(A/N) Aw, Hibari trolled at the end! XD I feel like the ending was kind of rushed, but other than that I'm very proud of this little story. :) Thanks to all that stuck with me and read to the very end!