Closing his eyes he picked up the phone that was left just so the two could talk. Hey Gokudera... Do you remember when we dated when we were teens?

"HUH?! What the fuck you are bringing up now?!"

During that time... You said you cheated on me... Just so we could break up... And then years later you admitted that... It was just a lie.

"... Che... Yeah, I remember that. What about it?"

I knew it... But I decided to accept that because I thought... I was freeing you. I guess... All I needed to free you was... Just use you like a whore or slave huh?

"YAMAMOTO TAKESHI!"

He hung up on him, closing his eyes. Hate me... The Rain just ends up passing out, drained by the tortures. All that Yamamoto needed to do was... Keep the fight alive in Gokudera. Because in that way... That way... The Storm would get out of that alive... Tiredly he opens his eyes after a few hours.

"Oh? Here I thought you were going to submit? I guess I need to break you more."

Who was that man? He was related to Gokudera in some way, Gokudera was afraid of this man. Sure the tortures, the verbal abuse, the manipulation... All of that was tiring but... Was it really all? The Rain sighs again as he looks at that pathetic face. What? Do you believe I'm going to say: "Oh pleaaase, spare me. Pleaaaaaase spare me!"? You are wrong.

He was expecting it, the kick in his abdomen. "I guess I need to train you harder huh?" As Yamamoto rolls his eyes at the other. Do whatever you want, but I will never ask you to spare me, so go for it. Do whatever you want. His face was grabbed harshly as he looked towards the Rain's face.

"I will make you regret it, I will make you resent him, I will make you sell him to me and then I will make you be my fucking toy ~! I will break you ~! I WILL FUCKING BREAK YOU!"

Yamamoto laughed unhinged at that. Do you think you can break me? Try it. Try as much as you want. But you will never be able to. He felt it coming when his head was pushed harshly to hit the wall behind him. After all, I'm the Decimo Vongola Rain Guardian. He looks at him furiously.

The torture was worse that day, but one thing he knew... He knew that his family was looking for them and when they were found, he was going to rest and take a vacation, maybe... Maybe he should just retire like his father?

He was tired, exhausted... His whole body hurts as he is dragged up, to another room, there he sits down and is tied to the chair as he looks at the TV in front of him. There was Gokudera, it seemed like he was being treated well, changed from the cell to a room, as well as clothes, and other things. Yamamoto wasn't sure what was that, but he watched.

And although Yamamoto wasn't sure why, or what is the relationship between the two, he was going to do everything in his power to keep the Storm as safe as possible. How I will know you are doing it?

"Oh, you will see. You will watch him every day, every second, everything he does. But, that means what I was going to do him, you will suffer it." That was a horrible deal. But a deal that Yamamoto was ready to accept.

Tell me what I need to do. Yamamoto didn't want to see Gokudera hurt, no matter what happened to him. So he heard the words he needed to tell.

Followed the man downstairs where Hayato was locked and he told those words, exactly as the man said. As cold and cruel as possible as he could be, bringing himself the little bit of a natural hitman he had. He saw the hurt, he saw the betrayal, he saw it all. But he couldn't bring himself to crack. If he wanted Gokudera to be somewhat protected, he needed to do that.

As he left, instincts made him want to run, but now he couldn't, if he wanted to keep Gokudera safe if he wanted to keep Gokudera as protected as possible, all he could do was wait for the rescue.

Yamamoto Takeshi knew exactly what that fuckery game was, while he watched the TV in front of him when his body was whipped, whenever he felt the poison running through his body, whenever his nails were pulled out, or his teeth. Even when drowned, he still saw the TV.

Gokudera in the same cell he saw last time, Every 8 hours, someone different and dressing something different would make the Storm hold a different color candle, before putting the candle outside the cell but still in the camera angle to burn. So he would know the deal had been kept.

He knew the fucker mind game, it was for Yamamoto to hate what he was doing, hate that Gokudera was safe, while he was being tortured every day. Yet all that brought to him was a sense of doing the right thing, after all, if there was something that made Yamamoto feel like his skin was crawling was watching the terror in Hayato's eyes.

That was the first time, he remembers seeing how scared their Right-Hand Man was of someone else, it was an enemy Don, shouldn't be anything scary, yet he was. The pale face, the sweat building up, the panting, and even the slightly shaking, Yamamoto saw it and he couldn't understand.

Why was Hayato so scared?

Yamamoto didn't know the reason, but one thing he knew was that torture? Was nothing for him. He could handle it a million times if it meant not seeing that terror in Gokudera's eyes again. Those green eyes, something about it in terror, didn't feel good with Takeshi.

But soon, the torture went up a level, as they saw that Yamamoto wasn't breaking or even changing his mind about their deal.

They brought a table with what looked like a phone in it as the Rain Guardian looked confused, he noticed that in the camera something similar was brought to Gokudera. As they both pick up he could hear Gokudera's voice. "What is this?!"

Maa maa... Gokudera? The disbelief was high at that, as he could also see the Storm's face in the camera. "What the fuck you want?! Calling to laugh from selling me?"

Oh... Right. Yamamoto got hurt by Gokudera's words, as he yelped when he felt a knife cutting his back. Shit.

"Yamamoto?"

Although he wanted to answer, he could feel a breath on the other side of his ear. "Shhh... You don't want the deal to be off, do you?"

FUCK! The Rain guardian yelled in his mind, letting go of a hiss, as he couldn't move from the table he was lying down, the phone had now been held by someone else, and he was once again contained in the position. Swallowing dry he didn't know what to answer.

"Oi! Baseball Freak! What the fuck is this bullshit?!"

Shit. He repeats his voice wavering for a second before he coughs. That is right, I called to ask you, did you serve your new master? Yamamoto bit the inside of his cheek harder at that, not only because of the words but also because he felt another cut being done in his back. He could see Gokudera's disbelief face, he could see the hurt in his face.

"Who do you think you are?! I'm going to get out of here and kill you!" The next few minutes, it was pure of Gokudera venting his anger towards the Rain Guardian, anger mixed with hate.

And while Yamamoto knew that Gokudera would be right to be angry and even hate him? That hurt more than the torture, as he would bite his mouth so hard that he made it bleed. Hey Gokudera. The other side went silent. Within the illusions hide real illusions... from the real illusions, the illusions are created.

He saw the other frowning and then angry again. "What the fuck you are talking about?! That makes no fucking sense!" As the Storm hangs up. Yamamoto wasn't sure if Hayato would understand or not, but sure he hoped so, otherwise all of that would be for nothing, and his friendship was ruined.

"Hope you liked the talk with your friend ~ How about you sing for me now huh?"

Days passed... Months passed... and nothing happened... nothing changed...

With a sigh the storm sat down on the hospital chair, looking at the papers in his hand. You know idiot? I'm glad that Mukuro and Hibari are helping to go on the missions and doing the paperwork, but I miss being on the field sometimes... With a sigh, he put down the papers and so looking at Yamamoto.

But, I can't ask it, since I need to protect Decimo while he doesn't remember and stay here to protect you too since you were a Vongola guardian after all... I wonder how much time passed since you got like this? Gokudera was tired, he got used to talking with the walls, it was safe since it was Vongola Hospital and only the Vongola was authorized to be there also protected with mist illusions so normal enemies needed to break it, but he doubted someone could since it was Mukuro who did it.

With another sigh he rested his back on the chair as he looked at the ceiling, he was doing everything that was called, passed the days with Tsuna protecting him and being his friend then going to his home or sometimes going to Vongola's hideout to help things there, after all, he was getting bored to only look Yamamoto sleeping - or what he thought that was sleeping - paperwork always help.

How much time passed? 

One day he asked Shamal if it was fine for him to be out for one night, it was only to kill some idiots from another family that was making too much noise around - it was a simple mission after all - and he needed it, so on this night the storm could not tell how much happiness he felt...

The blood splashing around him, the body flying with the dynamites and explosion, how much he missed doing it, how much he missed smelling the blood but was on this night that he remembered, the first time that he went on a mission with Yamamoto.

Was supposed to be something simple too, but even so, the storm guardian wanted to go with the rain guardian, Gokudera was scared... something was scaring him and his mind was right to be. When Takeshi killed someone was the first time Hayato saw him so happy, and he got terrified of what the swordsman turned.

And on this day he remembered that he never left Yamamoto alone in missions again - at least the ones that were supposed to kill too many people - because he always felt so insecure and scared. Scared that he was losing him, it was a little after this mission that Gokudera proposed the sex and work thing for him.

Why... why I didn't tell you what I really felt?

"And then, Kyoko-chan was saying that she loves me." The storm could see Tsuna's happy face as they were returning to the Decimo's house, he was glad that Kyoko was being so understanding and helping him, was a shock to her to know that her husband lost his memory, but then after the shock, the woman helped as she could.

Oh, that is good to know. So you're going to ----- marry her? He cut himself and as well completed the phrase in his mind, it was really hard for Gokudera to remember that he could not say things like that so casually. So you're going to date her? He continued to talk changing the meaning of his phrase it was what he always did when things like that happened.

"Yes!" If he had something to be happy was to see that his boss was fine and happy, without remembering the past and the fights... Well, that is good to know. Here is where I let you Sawada-san. They stopped in front of Sawada's Home, that was something so normal that he already didn't know why he always got himself thinking of how he got there so quickly. "Ne... Gokudera-kun?"

Hm?

"You know something about me that I forgot... right?"

With a sigh, he had to change his face for a less happy, that was always like this. Even if I know, I can't say. I already told it a lot of times...

"But..."

I know, but I can't. Just stay inside and don't be out without me, right? This is the only favor that I asked you.

"I know that... and I will do what you asked... Will have someday that you will say to me what you know?"

Yes. Even if he was not sure when he was going to say all the past memories.

"Okay, good night Gokudera-kun."

He waved his hand as he saw the man get inside the home, relaxing his shoulder, the storm moved around to see if everything was fine, it was because Mukuro helped with doing illusions and protection on the home that he didn't have to do a lot of things.

Gokudera started to walk towards his own home again, it was time to take a shower and then go to the hideout for a few minutes pick some papers, and then go to the hospital... that was what he was going to do when he heard his phone ringing, it was rare for him.

He guessed that was only Mukuro going to annoy him or something, so he ignored it, but the second and the third time, made him grabbed his phone annoyed, without seeing who that was.

What the hell do you want?!

"Huh?! That is the way you talk with me brat?"

Oh... Shamal, I thought that was Mukuro.

"Whatever, come here now." The storm was really sure that Shamal wished to yell the "now" word, but that could be only his imagination.

I will be there in 2 hours, why ne----

"Yamamoto is awake."

Wh----WHAT?! That was not supposed to be a yelling, but he can't deny that he was pretty happy with the news. It has been so long that I don't remember how was to be really happy...

"Just come here now I will explain later." And so the doctor hung on his face, Gokudera didn't have to wait another minute to start running towards the hospital, he didn't care about a shower or changing the clothes he was wearing all day, he just needed to be there now...

I want to see the idiot's face, hear his laugh... see his smile... that is all I want now...

When he finally was near the other room he stopped at the door opening it pretty rude, only to see the other sitting on the bed smiling. "Yo." The storm was really tired as he fell on his knees and started to cry, every single tear that he had not allowed to fall, now falling on his eyes. He could hear the rain guardian asking him if he was alright and as well a sound of pain as Gokudera deduced that Yamamoto tried to move out of the bed.

So to not cause any more pain in Yamamoto, he brings himself to stand up and walks towards the swordsman, sitting on the bed and passing his arms around the rain's waist, letting his forehead rest on the other’s shoulders only to cry more. The storm cried all that he was holding for so long. "Calm down..." Gokudera could feel the hand on his back rubbing and petting him.

I regretted... every day, for not to let the words come out of my lips when you said it to me... I regretted it every day... But I will not let this happen again... I don't want to feel like this again...

The last time he remembered to cry this much was when he found out that his mother died... and now he was crying about his sister's death and all the pain he had to suffer so far...

He lost how much time he spent crying until he felt calm and relief, but Hayato let himself be there for a little longer, all the time Yamamoto only stayed there rubbing his back, caressing his hair and so saying words like calm down, that is fine now, I'm here. You know... I regret the time I said that I didn't love you, I regret every single time that I said that I was never going to love you... When I found out what happened to you I broke down... I badly broke down... Shamal put me in a coma because he was scared that I was going to do something bad...

Then when everything was a little better and he woke up me, he asked me 3 things... that I really wished not to do, but... I thought that I had to be strong and do... Survive and stay alive... because that was what I learned with the time we fought against Varia... Survive...

Every day was a pain, every day I needed to see you sleeping, every day I needed to be here only watching and not able to do anything to help... Remember and so regret... Every day was so lonely...

He moved a little to see Takeshi's face for a little, before placing a gentle kiss on his lips, seeing the shock because he probably didn't understand what he was feeling right now. I love you. I really love you and I'm really sorry for what I did... I --- He was near to cry again because he never thought of what Yamamoto could feel towards him after so many years, but then he felt the arms around his shoulders and gently pulling him to a kiss.

A lovely and slow kiss, on the start Gokudera was shocked but... he decided to answer the kiss, in the same way with the same feeling, he missed him, how Hayato missed Takeshi's kisses... His arms around him, his warmth, he felt the tears rolling in his eyes.

They stopped kissing after a few seconds, after all, Yamamoto was still recovering and well it was already too much time that Gokudera stayed in this position, moving to sit on the chair near the bed. "I love you too... I thought that Hayato was going to reject me again if I said it for you after so many years... I was really happy when you asked that we build a relationship based only on work and sex since this means that I was able to be with you and do things with you... but I'm really happy to know that Hayato loves me back."

Gokudera could not help but smile, he was feeling so happy that he was able to talk to him again... he really wished that was not a dream... He would be really sad if it was a dream and he had to wake up...

He could hear a knock and so looked to the door, "For more than I'm glad to see both fine, Yamamoto you need to sleep a little more and rest for a few days till you can leave the hospital. Hayato I need to talk with you."

Gokudera froze, he didn't wish to be away from Takeshi right now, but the smile did him stand up and before he goes he felt a hand on his wrist so he turned to Yamamoto and moved a little closer only to feel a kiss on his lips. "I will be waiting for you." And so another kiss, he smiled as he walked towards Shamal and the doctor's room.

Being called to talk with me, only means bad things... He complains as he is now in the doctor’s room, sitting in a chair and so looking for Shamal. The storm was not sure of why he was called but watching the perv doctor's face was giving him a clue. “It’s not this bad brat. Just he stayed for a long time in bed, I’m surprised that he can move his arms like he did right now or just move this much.”

What do you mean? The storm guardian sighs as he hears Shamal says. “I’m saying that he will need a lot of time in recuperation also to get back all his physical strength and as well his movement in a perfect state again. Meaning he will stay here for a few months and even one year to be back again. So my recommendation is not to let anyone know that he is awake.”

I will take care of this but... I can’t be with Decimo and with Yamamoto so I guess... I will keep doing what I was doing before. I will be with Decimo during the mornings and afternoons and come back here during the nights. Gokudera was tired of doing it, after all, it was pretty annoying and to be honest, he didn’t have time for himself, it was a miracle that he was still fine.

“I don’t mind but... you will need to explain this to him.”

So annoying, let it to me. If something bad happens just call me and I will leave Decimo at his home or call Hibari, and come here. Right?

“Fine. Now go, go, I don’t want to stay near man this night.”

Gokudera sighed again as he heard those words, getting out of the room and walking to the rain guardian, obvious that he still needed to go to his own home and take a shower as well as change clothes but for now... nothing this would matter as all that he wanted was pass the rest of the night with Yamamoto.

You know... You could stay in the hospital for a little longer. Mukuro and Hibari said that they don’t care if you rest a little more. He sighs as he is walking with Yamamoto out of the hospital, Gokudera is still too worried about the other’s health. It had only been half of a year and the rain was getting out while Shamal said that was going to take one year.

“Maa maa... I’m fine. I have my physical functions again all that I need is to train to get my strength back and I won’t have this here.” He says with a smiling face. Fine I will call Squalo, he will put something in your head. Gokudera says a bit annoyed as he looks at Yamamoto waving his hand in desperation. 

“I promise I won’t overdo myself and rest when I feel tired but don’t call him.” Because he is sure that Squalo is going to make him train till he can and rest all the rest as well yell at his ear if he tries to overdo - which he is probably going to do while no one is seeing.

Too late, I said for Shamal call him since I really doubt you will fulfill your words. The storm says as he gets inside the car and waits for Yamamoto be inside to start to drive, the storm hates to drive but he isn’t going to let Yamamoto drive since the other just get out of the hospital. And so he is going to drive towards his home. 

Tomorrow Lambo, I-Pin, and Fuuta are going to make company to Decimo since they are going to an amusement park and then tomorrow we go to your home and I help you clean it. Since the house was empty until now.

Oh, and Decimo said that this weekend there is going to be a Matsuri and he called Kyoko, Haru, me, and you to go there with him. Gokudera says as he pays attention as he drives. “Oh, a Matsuri huh? Sounds fun and brings me good memories.” The storm smiled as he heard the answer. Me too, a lot of good memories.

He thinks as he pays attention in driving. Oh, also the recommendation of Shamal is still to not move too much or use too much strength, but he didn’t say anything about eating or drinking so I think you’re free from his insane diet. Gokudera comments as he chuckles remembering the past months and the practice the other had with getting his physical functions back.

As they were walking in the Matsuri, everyone was having fun, It was good to see Kyoko and Tsuna walking together as Haru, Lambo, and I-Pin were having fun in the games shops. Meanwhile, Hayato was helping Takeshi walk around, if there was something he missed was that peace and calm they had. The laugh and fun... That brought him so many memories... As he smiles and walks with the tallest.

As the fireworks started to explode, the group was alone on a hill watching it together, it was the first time since the accident that everyone was there. After Takeshi was able to move more freely he started to company Tsuna and Hayato outings so they could bring more normal memories back to the Sky, but even so, that wasn’t enough.

But still, they were enjoying the fireworks together when both men looked scared in the direction of Tsuna who had fallen to his knees and was holding his head tight. Sawada-san! As Hayato goes quickly in front of him, holding his shoulders and trying to grab his attention. Hey, Sawada-san look at me! Hayato was truly starting to panic since the Sky’s breathing was quick and he was panting his face frowning in pain.

Yet as soon as the sounds of fireworks were gone only them were there. Tsuna, still panting looked at Hayato's worried face, with a half-smile. “I’m sorry... For everything... I... You... Gokudera-kun, I’m sorry for making you suffer... Kyoko, my lovely and beautiful wife... I’m sorry.”

Hayato couldn’t help but look very confused at Tsuna’s words. As Takeshi goes next to him and pulls him slightly.

Tsuna on the other hand just looked between the two guardians, still holding his head. “Thank you both for not giving up on me... Thank you Gokudera-kun for giving me as normal possible life I could have while I didn’t have my memories...”

Hayato was shaken, he never expected that Tsuna’s memory would return, by this point everyone was convinced that he would never remember then, so... That... That was a big shock.

But for the Storm? He couldn’t be happier as he held Takeshi and cried, soon Tsuna also held both, just relief that his two best friends were alive and well. Of course, they couldn’t forget Bianchi who lost her life to protect both but, she was the hero, saving both. And that... That was everything for Hayato.

Ah... Hayato. Thank you. He holds the array of flowers, it is so mixed but he can see some that have either closer meaning or just... related as the Rain looks at Amaryllis and Calla Lily for example both talked about beauty, the difference is that Calla says Hayato is captivated by that. Carnation is about him believing he is beautiful and proud. Maybe for Hayato, but Takeshi had no pride, the Ranunculus say he is radiant and that also captivates Hayato. White Hyacinth for how his beauty has no bounds.

But Takeshi didn't think his physical was attractive or even beautiful... Although that was Hayato's opinion so... it was valid in every way.

Bird of Paradise, what does being magnificent mean? He had no clue as he looked at that flower. Maybe because he was sharp? Whatever that meant he wasn't going to stay on there.

Now one that is really... confusing to him is White Calla Lily, Daisy, White Iris, White Lilac, Lily of the Valley, and White Zinnia. They all called Takeshi innocent, pure, a pure heart, and genuine goodness... He couldn't help but let a small snort, because Takeshi wasn't innocent... not anymore. His hand was tinged with blood, maybe not so bloodied as Mukuro, Hayato, or Hibari. But still...

What that should mean? Should he still be called that? No... He doesn't believe in that. Most cherished friend. He gently picks up the Yellow Rose, placing it in Hayato's chest pocket of his suit. Since our teens. Now Hayato was more than that, but... That was one of the open feelings he could give to him. He could show and tell more later after all.

Hayato admiring him was mutual, as Yamamoto loved him so much, and since their teens, he couldn't take his eyes off the Storm. The Red Carnation also remembered him of the Storm, but White Carnation? Oh... Love pure as Snow, genuine, deep, and clean. He liked that.

Now was the ones he was surprised to receive Chrysanthemum, Delphinium, Heather Lavender, Primrose, Sunflower... Loyalty, attachment for life, eternal company, protection, cannot live without him, and never stop loving him. All were eternal feelings for the rest of their life. Yamamoto was really honored to receive that from Gokudera as he knew how those were real and with deep meaning...

After all, once Gokudera set his mind to something, it was almost impossible to change it. So... If he says is for life, then it is... Which made him smile softly and lovingly.

Which... Makes the next three ones really... special. Red Chrysanthemum, Yellow Iris, Red Rose. A love that never burns out, fervent and unyielding, eternally devoted and without limit. A love that Takeshi cherished so deeply, so... Much. You know... These three? He takes the three ones and shows them to him. This makes me feel so cherished and shoves away almost all if not all my darkest thoughts about myself... Especially for these ones... Thank you, Hayato.

Here is where the flowers get more... Make him question if he did something wrong... Knowing Hayato? That was probably more for reassurance or something for him. But it would probably ending up being a reassurance for both of them.

White Chrysanthemum and Gardenia... One says to be true to each other the other says to tell he loves the other and not hide it, both basically saying to expose their feelings and be open about it. Did Takeshi hide his? Sure he knew that Hayato wasn't so easy to open up, that may be a wish, but he knew, that it was a slow process. And he was open to it. I want it, but take your time Hayato. I appreciate your effort and I know how hard is for you to trust so it is okay to take your time.

I'm always happy with Hayato! I don't need to find it, because I know where it is, and is with Hayato. Smiles happily as he looks at the Queen Anne's Lace, knowing that means it. Well... As far as your affection isn't by bombing me and killing me, I'm always accepting Hayato's affection! Stock was a flower with a peculiar color and he liked it, maybe he should have it in a garden or something.

Keeping in the theme it seems, Jonquil, with Hayato reciprocating his love, Peony, Hayato being compassionate and wishing it back, made Takeshi think that he probably has been a bit away... Considering that Petunia is that presence gives serenity to the Bomber. He should take some time for them again. But that would make sense as Takeshi has been busy with Baseball until recently, and even now he was still trying to distance himself from that making things... Hard for him to be together with Gokudera.

Oh? Hayato is ready to love me? And take a chance to be with me? Tulip and White Violet, as he looks a bit embarrassed and shy but he was pleased about it. Because he knew how hard it was for Hayato to be open about his feelings and emotions.

The collection of Hyacinths was really touching, blue for Yamamoto to always be with him, Pink for Hayato to let himself be more playful, but the one who caught his attention more was purple, how Hayato is haunted by sorrow, he knew the Storm didn't have an easy life, yet something about the flower caught his attention and he gently kissed his forehead. I will be here if you want to tel me about it or to comfort you whenever you need.

That is probably why Gerbera, for Yamamoto to keep being cheerful eternally, Statice, for an immeasurable success, he had. He had the reason for always being cheerful right in front of him, Gokudera Hayato. And the success he had before as a baseball player. So he felt pretty lucky!

I'm always thinking of Gokudera too! And I will always remember Hayato too! Fressia and Gladiolus were given to him by Yamamoto, as he loved the other so much that he couldn't stop thinking or remembering the Storm. He was constantly daydreaming about him after all.

Wait... But I thought because of how adorable and cute Hayato is he would have boyfriends or girlfriends before?! Or was dating already...? That is why I never did anything. If purple Lilac meant Yamamoto was the first one to teach him what is love, that means that... Maa maa... We could have been dating earlier! Oh well. Sweet pea, show Hayato true bliss, Yamamoto wondered... How he could show him true bliss if he himself didn't know what was that? But he wouldn't talk about it.

Protea... Yamamoto has changed... Sure he did. He went from a baseball-only head to almost giving up baseball completely to fight in battles that he knew could kill him. But had to keep the happy face, the good mood, faking that he thought it was a "game" and then... Even when things went more... Calm or easier he could join the Baseball he so much loved...

The consequences of the battle were too much, too hard on his body, and then he had to give up forever. So Blue Iris for him to hold on to faith and hope, probably meant for him to try again and keep believing that everything will be better or get better. A White Rose, a new life with Hayato. Maybe... He smiles gently. Yes, because acceptance and moving on was all he could do.

And he was glad in doing so with Hayato. So Stephanotis, travel together, it would be good to change the air, to find new things, and then to figure out how to begin anew with Hayato, to keep in his hope, to have faith again... All of that sounded so amazing and he wished that more than no one.

And then the last flower Orange Rose, fascination more than anyone or anything gives him. He smiles as he looks at the rose, the truth is... Hayato gave him much more than just fascination, Hayato gave him love, understanding, care, reassurance, and life.

Placing the flowers down, and then pulling him into his arms holding and hugging him tightly. I love you Hayato. I love you so much. Please, never ever doubt about it. You gave much more than you know, or will ever know. You gave me the world and life, you gave me the meaning and the touch. You are so valuable and worthy... I love you so so much.

No, instead it started to feel more and more bigger. Because they now didn't even talk before going, they just expected him to figure it out. If it was for him to go, they would end up texting him, if it wasn't then he would only know the next time they talked when they asked: "Hey, why didn't you go?"

It was weird because he couldn't understand that social clue.

This mission wasn't different, he wasn't expected to go honestly, the mission was easy, recon into a family that they were planning what to do with, but this time he decided to follow his instincts and follow the Storm, he was supposed to be Gokudera's backup in case something went wrong, and wrong it went.

Yamamoto never saw the Storm frozen up, no matter who the enemy was when they were a teen, Gokudera Hayato was a force to reckon with, that was what brought them together. The relationship wasn't sweet or even expected, after all, Yamamoto was a baseball maniac, almost obsessed with the sport. Meanwhile, Gokudera was a delinquent, short-temperament, who only had a calm demeanor around Tsuna.

Sure the lie of Gokudera cheating on him hurt so fucking much, so much so that Yamamoto went overseas just to take some time and to figure out how to heal from that relationship and how he could work with Gokudera from now on. That was another abandonment that he didn't expect to feel. After all, he knew it was a lie, Gokudera was too loyal, so the Storm was basically abandoning him.

It took some time for him to heal enough, to come back one day, and then... Then Yamamoto froze when he saw... Gokudera dating Rokudo Mukuro. He couldn't understand that, as the two were more different than him and Gokudera. So... How? And Why?

He went back overseas, and spent more time healing from that shock, by this point, because he didn't have anyone contacting him, Yamamoto felt more abandoned, sure his father always called, but even so... He felt alone without friends. Maybe that is why... When he came back he was so... Cold or at least, he matured enough to lose some of the easy-going and friendly personality.

He focused on his work as Rain Guardian, and he did, as he ignored his emotional boundaries and went on a mission where Gokudera wouldn't need a backup. Yet Yamamoto's instincts were right, as the Storm froze up, having only time to send Uri back with the Sistema C.A.I. to Yamamoto who was waiting as a backup.

Yamamoto long sighed as he looked at Uri, and then called Jirou giving him his weapons too. Both, go find Mukuro. The Rain Guardian watched as both ran away, slowly approaching where the enemy would be, giving himself up. While Yamamoto could kill and he was strong, he didn't think he would be able to kill so many people and rescue Gokudera.

He was abandoned by the Storm, and yet here he was... Giving himself up, and talking with the enemy just so that Gokudera wouldn't be tortured. Just so... Yamamoto doesn't need to watch the terror and frozen face of Hayato again.

He was able to act cold, he was able to provoke the anger of the Storm during their small conversation. But... All that made the Rain feel was... Hurt.

Takeshi needed to believe, lie or not, he needed to believe that Mukuro, Hibari, Ryohei, Chrome, or Tsuna would look for them and they would rescue both, not only one. Because otherwise, there was no way he would endure the torture. Even now, only that glimmer of hope was what was keeping him from breaking down.