Disclaimer: I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! If I did, Yamamoto will be paired up with Tsuna.

This is my third and longest story yet of the 8027 (Yamamoto x Tsuna) fandom. My OTP.

Fair warning: This is shounen-ai, boyxboy fluff. Press the back button if this ain't your style. Flames will be doused by the Rain Guardian.

Please read this and review! Check out my other two 8027 stories! And give my not shounen-ai story "Vongola Hide&Seek" a try!

This has been beta'd by: MinaNaru4ever - 8027forever

Thank you MinaNaru4ever - 8027forever!

"Silence!" Hana furiously tapped the poor black board. The student from class 2-A understood and scampered to their seats like mice, none wanting to invoke the rage of the feared Hana Kurokawa, second only to Hibari's 'biting'. Dame-Tsuna almost tripped when he hurried to his place. Hana raised an eyebrow and the others sneered. Gokudera, as usual, glared at them.

"Before we begin, I still hate you guys for making me the class representative." Hana glared at the boys, the evil little monkeys that were responsible for electing her as the class representative.

"Stupid woman, get on with it already." Gokudera had a bored look on his face but his lips turned into a smirk. Yes, Gokudera was one of those 'monkeys' who voted for Hana.

Hana gritted her teeth in annoyance. Oh she knew, she knew Gokudera was one of them. She'd definitely back at him one day but she'll save that for later.

"On Friday, it will time for the most anticipated Annual Namimori Prom." The whole class cheered, especially the girls.

"Yamamoto-sama!"

The raven haired famous baseball ace of Namimori Middle school smiled. Yamamoto Takeshi was Tsuna's Rain Guardian. Also, a popular guy.

"Gokudera-sama!"

Gokudera turned away, mumbling profanities at the clingy fan girls again. Gokudera was the school's "bad boy" which all the girls would fall for, except Hana. This guy was Tsuna's Guardian of the Storm. He's also popular.

Almost all the boys groaned except for the two mentioned. It was over before it was even started. All hope to be with a single girl seemed lost. Yamamoto would definitely take all the girls away again and as if it weren't bad enough, Gokudera-kun too.

As chaotic fan girls squealed, a bored Tsuna had a passive look on his face. Why? His Dame reputation was known throughout Namimori Middle, crushing his chances of going to the dance with a girl before he even asked. Tsuna sometimes envied Yamamoto and Gokudera, his two best friends. The two were the most popular guys in his class.

Scratch that thought. Let me rephrase.

Yamamoto and Gokudera were the most popular guys in Namimori.

Like Valentine's Day, they would attract huge crowds of girls, swarming around them the whole day. Tsuna was glad for once, not at his friends' misfortune. One big advantage of being no-good was the lesser clingy fan girls. Sorry Yamamoto, Gokudera-kun.

"Shut up! Dammit!" Gokudera snapped at his crazed fan girls, bringing out his dynamites. From the corner of Tsuna's eye, he saw Hana grinning evilly.

"Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna scolded his self-acclaimed right hand man. Gokudera turned with a happy expression on his face when he was called by his beloved boss. Tsuna glared at his dynamites in hand. Gokudera immediately hid them in his shirt, laughing nervously.

Some girls felt jealous at Tsuna getting their godly Gokudera-sama's attention, shooting murderous glares at the small teen. Tsuna winced.

Hana, finally had her fun, tapped the black board again and said,

"There's a twist courtesy to the Disciplinary Committee."

Everyone became silent. The most powerful group of delinquents in the area was also in charge of almost everything in Namimori, including some of the events.

"Twist?" Somebody dared ask.

"Only guys can choose their partners." It took a while to sink in. A few seconds later, mixed screams of denial from the girls and cheers from the boys erupted from the class. Hana ignored it and continued with a smirk, "Be it a boy or a girl."

The girls in the class froze on this statement, except Kyoko and Hana. The boys exchanged triumphant looks. All guys had the same thought, yes even Yamamoto and Gokudera.

'Thank you Hibari-sama!'

"No! Yamamoto-sama/Gokudera-sama!" Some girls cried out, running out the door and slamming it behind with a bang. The males of the class fell silent.

"But why would Hibari-san do that?" Tsuna pondered out loud. It's not like Hibari to do favors for others. Especially Herbivores

"Apparently he also has his share of fan girls." Hana sighed, not really caring.

The school bell chimed, marking the end of the afternoon classes. Tsuna simply stretched out, flexing his rigid arms without a care in the world before laying his head to rest. Yamamoto and Gokudera on the other hand, slumped on their armchairs downright exhausted after their fans finally left them alone.

"Dismissed." Hana announced to the class.

Most of the boys left class content knowing they would finally have a chance! Knowing Yamamoto, who was usually just forced out of goodwill to dance with his fans, he wouldn't pick one since he never showed an interest in the girls who were always stalking him.

The girls left with eyes brimming with tears. They met up with other fan girls of the Yamamoto and Gokudera fan clubs outside.

When most of the class had already left, Yamamoto rose up from his seat with renewed vigor, sauntering to the brown haired teen after stretching. Something about Tsuna just made him want to keep on going.

"Tsuna!" Yamamoto patted the said teen's shoulders, catching his attention.

"Hmm, Yamamoto?" Tsuna snapped out of his trance. Yamamoto ruffled his brown spiky hair. The slightly open teary eyes, the partly mouth, and the dusty pink cheeks were proof that he was tired. Yamamoto thought it was quite a sight.

"Where's Gokudera-kun?"

The mentioned teen was still in his seat, chanting something mysteriously. Other than Gokudera, Kyoko and Hana, and a few more girls sharing dissatisfied looks remained.

"He probably doesn't know they're already gone." Yamamoto laughed.

"Let's go home together!" Yamamoto said to the small teen, wearing his usual energetic smile. Tsuna nodded.

Suddenly Gokudera jumped out of his seat, pointing an accusing finger at Yamamoto.

"Oi, what do you mean by that baseball freak?" He glared menacingly at the smiling 'baseball freak', a nickname given to Yamamoto courtesy of him.

Waving his hands in front, Yamamoto only smiled feigning an innocent look.

"What? Don't we usually go home together?"

"Stay away from Tenth!" Gokudera roughly pushed Yamamoto away and put himself as a barrier between them. Tsuna didn't fail to notice, eyeing the bomber with suspicion. Gokudera was more aggravated today than usual towards Yamamoto.

Tsuna sighed. "Gokudera-kun"

"What's wrong with us walking home together?" Yamamoto's tone was still playful and innocent. He tilted his head in question.

Gokudera, still not convinced, glared. "You're planning something!" He once again pointed his index finger at Yamamoto. Tsuna gave Gokudera a questioning look.

Yamamoto laughed at the bomber's antics. "Planning what Gokudera-kun? Walk home together, right?"

Gokudera finally had it. He didn't want to do this.

"You're planning to ask tenth to the dance!"

This made Tsuna, Kyoko, Hana and the other girls who were left behind widened their eyes. The surprising piece of news echoed throughout the classroom. Tsuna could feel his cheeks heat up.

Was what Gokudera said true?

"Goku-" Tsuna's shout to scold the bomber was interrupted by Yamamoto's scoff.

"Why would I do that? I only see Tsuna as a friend. You're the one who has strange thoughts about him." Yamamoto's smile disappeared, his face serious. His tone was somewhat annoyed. Gokudera stepped back in shock. He found it unable to say a wise comeback.

"What?" Gokudera shouted in disbelief then glared at Yamamoto, his hands clenched into fists. "Take that back baseball freak!"

Before a fight could begin unlike their usual one-sided quarrel, Tsuna stood up from his chair and grabbed the bomber by the collar.

"Gokudera, stop." Tsuna said with superiority in his tone.

The order made the bomber freeze. This also caught the attention of Hana, Kyoko and the leftover girls. Tsuna's voice was cold and stern. His boss' tone was cold and stern, something that's rarely happened. Yamamoto stepped back, his gaze shifted to Tsuna. Tsuna was facing away from the other two, his bangs shadowing his eyes.

Tsuna almost whimpered, "I'm going on ahead. I need some space. Don't follow me." The last words were serious. Tsuna ran out of the classroom with haste. Kyoko followed. Hana shook her head disapprovingly, mumbling 'monkeys'. The other girls only stared.

Gokudera kicked a chair in frustration and walked out of the room, heading the opposite direction Tsuna went. He wanted to go to his boss but he knew that would only make things worse. The bomber cursed himself as he dragged himself away.

Yamamoto watched Gokudera left before going back to his seat. His face turned into one of regret, smacking his face with his hand. He didn't really mean what he just said. It was because Gokudera was annoying the heck out of him. It was because of what Gokudera said to him. Because of him,

Tsuna ran out...

His chest tightened upon the memory. He had upset his best friend.

"You're a real, dense idiot, Yamamoto Takeshi." Hana commented before leaving the classroom. The other girls that were still there left the room with understanding.

'Yeah, I'm a real idiot.' Yamamoto said poignantly, almost like a soft whisper.

"Why would I do that? I only see Tsuna as a friend. You're the one who has strange thoughts about him."

It was weird. It's surprising those words could have so much impact on him. He felt his heart tightened painfully when he remembered the scene earlier over and over. Tsuna furiously wiped the tears away, cursing his Dame-self for being so unlikeable.

Tsuna was happy at the thought that Yamamoto might like him differently, more than a friend but he was wrong. So wrong.

"Tsuna-kun!"

Tsuna's head turned up. Recognizing the voice of the school idol, he wiped his face clean before turning around.

"Yo, Kyoko-chan!" Tsuna put on his best smile for the orange haired girl. Unfortunately, it didn't work one bit. Kyoko, Hana and the rest, with exception of Yamamoto and Gokudera, saw his tears stained face when he ran out.

Kyoko grabbed his hands. "Tsuna-kun, please stop that."

"Stop what Kyoko-chan? I'm fine!" Tsuna was still forcing his smile. He was surprised when the girl hugged him.

"Stop forcing yourself to smile!" Kyoko sniffed, crying on his shoulder. "You don't have to force yourself."

Tsuna felt happy at the thought someone cared and used that into his smile. And he would rather die than be caught crying by a girl, especially Kyoko-chan.

"Kyoko-chan I'm fine." He gently pushed the sniffing girl away, showing her his smiling face. "Don't worry." Though in the inside he was tearing up, he had to be strong.

Kyoko, convinced, looked relieved. She smiled after wiping her tears away. "I'm glad Tsuna-kun!" Kyoko paused before continuing, "But please forgive Yamamoto-kun. I'm sure he didn't mean it!"

Tsuna didn't reply, instead he gave her a nod. He wasn't sure if he could.

'What was there to forgive anyway? Ha ha ha...?' he thought in his mind, but then, Tsuna fell silent. He didn't even manage to convince himself in his thoughts. The pain was too real.

"Kyoko!" Hana shouted from behind. The two turned. Hana reached the two gasping, her breath erratic.

"Hana-chan! I'm sorry I left you behind!" apologized Kyoko. Hana just shrugged.

"It's nothing ne! But more importantly," Hana turned to Tsuna. "Your two best friends are morons."

Ouch, it's a good thing Gokudera and Yamamoto weren't here. Mostly Gokudera.

"The baseball monkey is too dense to realize his feelings and the other hot tempered monkey is overprotective." Hana declared self righteously.

"Hiiee!" Tsuna stepped away from the crazy girl. "Feelings? Overprotective? What?"

Hana smirked. "I see you're back to your usual self."

"Ye-"

"You're dense too." added Hana.

Double ouch.

"Hana, don't bully Tsuna-kun!" Kyoko scolded her best friend and dragged her away. "Gomen, Tsuna-kun! I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Ok!" Tsuna replied.

"On the day of the dance too!"

Tsuna didn't reply. He didn't feel like going. Not after that.

Instead of answering, he gave her a smile. Kyoko thought it as a yes and nodded happily. Hana shrugged and followed the retreating Kyoko.

Tsuna sighed. How was he going to face Yamamoto tomorrow? Probably he'd let him cool off for some time.

Satisfied with that solution, the teen walked home with his uneasy heart.

Yamamoto and Gokudera didn't show up earlier that morning nor did they come the next days after. Time passed quickly for Tsuna. Before he knew it, it was already Thursday, the day before the dance. Tsuna didn't know if he should be glad or sad. Things have been awkward since that day. No texts, no calls, not even a visit to his house.

Not that he expected them to.

Finally reaching the classroom doors, he opened it and proceeded inside. The students inside only glanced at the newcomer before returning to what they were doing. A few girls continued to stare at him, sad looks on their faces. If Tsuna remembered correctly, those were the girls who saw everything.

He continued to his seat under the stares. He noticed Yamamoto and Gokudera had yet to arrive. He sighed in relief. He wasn't ready to face Yamamoto yet, even to this day.

I only see Tsuna as a friend.

The memory was still fresh on his mind. Tsuna felt guilty. What if Yamamoto didn't come to school because of him walking out? What if he didn't come to the dance? What if-?

"Tenth!"

Tsuna gulped. It came way too soon.

Gokudera barged in the classroom doors, running evident on his face. The bomber's eyes widened when he saw Tsuna. In turn, Tsuna breathed in relief and smiled. Yamamoto wasn't with Gokudera.

Tsuna was about to say something but Gokudera had cut him short.

"I'm so sorry, Tenth!"

Tsuna stared, dumbstruck. Why was Gokudera the one apologizing? The bomber continued,

"I'm sorry for bringing up that stupid conversation a few days ago!" Gokudera then slammed his head on the concrete floor. The sound of the cracking concrete made Tsuna worry but,

"You should be apologizing to Yamamoto." Tsuna kept his voice stern, but he was happy his 'right hand man' wasn't mad at him.

Gokudera stopped and looked up at Tsuna, obviously disgusted by the idea but seeing the happy face of his precious boss he would just have to grin and bear it.

"Yes, Tenth."

"Thank you, Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna smiled at the bomber. Gokudera smiled back. His boss was top priority as always, no matter what.

Time skip to Lunch time

"That baseball freak is probably sick or something." Gokudera said on the way to the rooftop. Secretly, the bomber wished it was something worse.

Tsuna sighed, still pondering about Yamamoto's absence. "Don't say stuff like that Gokudera-kun."

The bomber flinched. "Hai! Gomenasai!"

"I hope it's not because of me that he didn't want to come to class." Tsuna mumbled to himself.

"It's not like that Tenth!" Gokudera reassured the boy. "He's probably just being an idiot!" However, Tsuna still slumped.

'Darn him for making tenth worry!' Gokudera snapped in his mind, secretly cursing the baseball nut.

They reached the rooftop. It was empty as always, save the sleeping head prefect of Namimori whom they'd never notice. Several squealing and screaming from girls were heard somewhere in Namimori. Curious, the two looked below to the direction of the baseball field. There they saw Yamamoto swamped by raging fan girls.

"Yamamoto!" Tsuna shouted with worry. Sure he saw him surrounded by girls during Valentines but this was different. He didn't like it one bit. They would definitely take advantage of the baseball idol's kindness!

"Tch, that idiot." Gokudera sighed. He also had his share of fan girl trouble but he was able to decline every time, unlike Yamamoto.

"Gokudera-kun, we should help him!" Tsuna ran ahead for the field. Gokudera reluctantly followed. What he'd do for his precious boss.

The baseball field was overrun by raging fan girls. The fence surrounding it almost broke from the inside as the girls fought to get closer to 'Yamamoto-sama'.

Yamamoto was being pulled left and right like he was the line in the game of tug-of-war. He had to admit, this was getting quite tiring. He didn't even get a chance to enter the building since the girls were blocking his way. He also couldn't apologize to Tsuna for what happened a few days ago. A few more minutes of this and he might just lose it. This was way worse than Valentines' Day.

'Tsuna, Tuna. Tsuna, Tuna' He kept chanting in his mind to keep himself sane. To his surprise, it worked perfectly. The name reminded him of the warm smile Tsuna always showed. The same smile Yamamoto wanted to see again.

'Tsuna...' An image of Tsuna smiling appeared in his thoughts.

"Yamamoto!"

The mentioned teen smiled. Now, he was imagining Tsuna calling him. Maybe he could last a few more hours.

"Wake up, you baseball idiot! Before I blow you and them away!"

Yamamoto frowned. Why did he have to hear Gokudera too? He made sure Bianchi was with Gokudera for the past few days. Was it his conscience?

"Baka-moto!" Tsuna's voice sounded a bit desperate this time. Yamamoto opened his eyes. Tsuna and Gokudera stood on the opposite field, calling out his name.

"Tsuna!" Yamamoto broke out of their grasp, pushing through a hoard of fans. No matter how hard the girls tried to catch the baseball ace, he evaded gracefully. When he finally reached the small teen, he pulled him into a tight hug.

"I'm sorry, Tsuna! Please forgive me!" Yamamoto buried his face in his boss' brown locks. Tsuna turned pink from the contact, feeling his heart beat faster.

"Yamamoto!" Tsuna squealed in surprise, which Yamamoto found cute.

"Thanks for coming here." Yamamoto said sincerely, tightening his hold on the other. "And I didn't mean those words I said a few days go. I'm sorry Tsuna."

After hearing those words, Tsuna couldn't help but smile and turn red. His doubts faded away in an instant. It's a wonder what Yamamoto could do to the boy.

"It's alright." Tsuna said with a smile.

Seeing that his boss was distracted, even though Yamamoto was hugging him, he'd let it go for now. He could finally let lose. Gokudera took out a few dynamites and smiled wickedly to the girls. He would never hurt a girl. That was his thing but he was so pissed off since Valentines' day and he had to let off some steam.

"Sayonara."

At a distance, the boys saw the whole thing. They eyed Yamamoto and Tsuna. The two gave them an idea. If they could pull this off... Well, that was if Gokudera didn't kill the girls on the baseball field first.

Tsuna kept a firm hold on the bomber before he could go nuts on the rabid fans that were still following him. Luckily, he managed to stop Gokudera from destroying half the baseball field earlier at lunch. Yamamoto was grateful for escaping his dreadful fans. To Gokudera's annoyance, the baseball idol always kept Tsuna close. Now, they were still inside the classroom, waiting for the girls outside to leave. You could say they're stuck.

"Let go of tenth!" Gokudera's aggressiveness returned, pulling out his dynamites from his shirt.

"Maa, maa! But I really missed Tsuna!" Yamamoto smiled, draping an arm over Tsuna's shoulders and pulling him close. Tsuna averted his gaze, fighting the rising blush.

"Shut up, baseball freak! And let tenth go!" Gokudera persisted.

"Kyaaaa~~! We were right!" Apparently, some girls and all the boys were also stuck with them, including Kyoko and Hana. The boys exchanged nods.

"What the heck are you talking about?" The bomber turned his attention to his other classmates. A boy was about to speak but Hana cut him off.

"We have a solution to Yamamoto's fan girls problem."

"Eh?" Yamamoto and Tsuna asked. The Y girls (1)exchanged muffled squeals.

"What Hana-chan means is..." Kyoko paused, her cheeks flushed pink. "Yamamoto should pretend to ask Tsuna-kun to the dance."

"Eh?" from Tsuna alone this time. Yamamoto fell silent, thinking about the offer.

"You can't be serious!" Gokudera complained, obviously against the idea. "I absolutely don't agree with the idea!"

Hana ignored the bomber. "Yamamoto can finally get rid of the unwanted attention." This caught Tsuna's attention. He turned his gaze to the baseball idol and winced. Yamamoto was staring at him.

The baseball idol nodded and turned to Hana. "Let's do it."

"Oya, finally." Hana's lips turned into a smirk. She turned to the class. "Commence plan 8027! All allies go to your posts!"

The Y girls nodded, opening their cell phones. Some boys stood up and opened the windows while the rest barred the doors.

"What the heck is going on?" Gokudera asked, only to be ignored.

"They're ready!" said one of the Y girls. Hana nodded.

"Yamamoto, you go first." Hana pointed to the window. Yamamoto nodded, giving his boss one last hug before jumping out the window.

"Yamamoto!" Tsuna peeked out the window. This was the second floor for Pete's sake!

"I'm alright!" Yamamoto waved from below. Beneath him, was a trampoline surrounded by people from the baseball team. "Jump, Tsuna! I'll catch you!" He spread his arms widely.

"Eh?" The teen eyed the baseball idol in disbelief. Then, he felt someone was pushing him out.

"Don't be shy." Hana and Kyoko smiled. Well, correction, Hana smirked like some evil devil.

In moments, Tsuna was then thrown out...

"HIIIEEEE!"

The fall reminded him of the day Yamamoto and he jumped off the rooftop. It was an accident. Yamamoto had accidentally pulled him too hard and ended up slipping off the roof. It was scary but having someone else, namely Yamamoto, made it okay.

"Oof!"

Tsuna opened his eyes and saw he was caught by the strong arms of Yamamoto Takeshi.

"See? I told you!" Yamamoto grinned. The close proximity of their faces made Tsuna's face flush.

"A-a-arigatou..." Tsuna managed to stutter.

A few groans could be heard in the background. "Can we please get this over with?" said one of the boys.

"Sorry, sorry!" Yamamoto laughed and got down from the trampoline, Tsuna was still in his arms.

"You can put me dow-"

"Oi, you stupid woman! How dare you try to kill Tenth!"

Everyone sweat-dropped. Gokudera was at it again.

"Can't you monkeys use your primitive brains? Why would I push Sawada outside without making sure of his safety?" They could hear Hana talk back, angry.

"Yeah, why would you?"

Awkward silence...

"Good point."

"EHH?" Tsuna stared wide eyed.

"She's just joking Tsuna." reassured Yamamoto, and then smiled. "No one would want you dead."

Tsuna nodded and smiled back at the other.

Mock cough and wolf whistles could be heard from the baseball crew. Tsuna then realized they were being stared at and couldn't help but to,

"HIIIEE!"

The members ignored it. "Yamamoto's a fast runner, so you should just stay there, Dame-Tsuna. Go to the baseball field and meet group C."

"But, we'll only get there slower!" Tsuna complained. Being carried bridal style really hurt his manly pride.

The member shook his head. "No you won't. You'll only drag Yamamoto down if you run on your own. And also,"

Tsuna failed to notice the silent exchange between Yamamoto and the baseball member. "Girls will start running after you guys the second they spot you."

"What about Gokudera-kun?" Tsuna asked.

"That's the reason why the guys blocked the doors." said Yamamoto. "She may not show it much but she cares."

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkk! Yamamoto-sama!" A sudden shriek was coming from behind them.

"Crap! It's too soon." The members formed a human wall between them and the two. "We'll buy you some time. Don't let us down Tsuna! As much as we hate to say it, you're our only hope to get a date for the dance!"

"We understand." Yamamoto answered for him.

"Yamamoto-sama!"

"Go!" Yamamoto nodded and sprinted away to the baseball field with Tsuna still in his arms.

"Honestly? Yamamoto can run faster without Dame-Tsuna in his arms." A boy asked his senpai.

"Did you really think he'd run faster with that weighing him down?" answered senpai.

"Then why?"

The senpai chuckled. "Why else? Yamamoto wants to." He simply ended it like that, leaving the boy confused.

Back to Yamamoto and Tsuna

Multiple groups of girls were already hot on their trail. Yamamoto managed to avoid their grasps with his fast reflexes.

"Please come back Yamamoto-sama!"

"Sorry!" Yamamoto replied in goodwill. "I'm in a hurry!"

Yamamoto pushed through the barricade of females, though not that hard, and into the baseball field where he usually played. Yamamoto locked the fence with his free hand and sighed in relief. There was no sign of the third group but they seemed to have lost the girls. Yamamoto was already panting hard when they arrived which made Tsuna worry.

"Yamamoto, put me down." Tsuna struggled out of the baseball idol's hold and landed on his feet two. Then, he grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat off Yamamoto's face.

"Thanks." Yamamoto gave his genuine killer smile. "But," The baseball idol swept the smaller up. "I prefer you in my arms."

Tsuna turned pink upon the statement. It sounded like a confession but he wasn't sure. He didn't want to be sure.

The sight of the pink teen made Yamamoto stare. The flushed skin of his cheeks made Tsuna looked so cute. No, scratch that. Adorable. It just drew in the baseball idol.

"Tsuna," Yamamoto paused. Tsuna gave a questioning stare, though he couldn't look him in the eyes. "I..."

"You're early, herbivore." said a certain prefect. The two jumped a bit.

"Hey, Hibari!" Yamamoto quickly regained his composure and greeted coolly.

"The stage is set." Hibari said and walked away.

Behind the prefect, a large stage was set up, courtesy to the Disciplinary Committee. Onstage, a microphone stood. It took a few seconds for the idea to get to them both.

"EH? He's gonna ask me there?" Actually, the thought that Yamamoto was going to ask him to the dance just sunk in. Tsuna let out a scream.

"Maa, maa! It'll be fine!" Yamamoto reassured.

"Hibari-sama, multiple girls headed for the baseball field." It came from Hibari's cell set on loudspeaker.

"Hurry, herbivore." Hibari glared at the two. "These girls are getting annoying. I'll bite them to death if you don't stop them."

"Hai!" Yamamoto did a salute then laughed. Hibari just stared as Yamamoto ran towards the stage with Tsuna in his hold. Hibari followed after setting earplugs in his ears.

Soon the stage was set. The Disciplinary Committee surrounded the stage with their most intimidating men. The girls didn't dare go in but kept screaming for their precious 'Yamamoto-sama'. Tsuna couldn't help but feel sorry for the girls.

"End it now herbivore." Hibari said from behind them. Yamamoto nodded.

Yamamoto kneeled down and looked at his boss in the eyes. His amber eyes looked softly into the chocolate ones. Tsuna was somewhat confused by the way Yamamoto looked at him. It was... scared and a little doubtful. He then said with his genuine smile,

"Sawada Tsunayoshi," Tsuna felt his heartbeat quicken.

"Will you go to the dance with me this Friday, as my date?"

Tsuna could feel his heart go wild. The teen couldn't control the emotions flooding inside him. Even though it was just an act, he couldn't help the overflowing happiness. It was like your crush confessing his love to you. Something you'd never expect but had a little hope of came true.

Yamamoto was waiting for his answer with hopeful eyes and Tsuna already had one.

"Yes" Tsuna gave a light nod. Yamamoto's eyes lit up. The baseball idol jumped with joy and threw his fists in the air. He ignored the cries of denial from his fans and continued. Hibari groaned at the display and walked away.

Tsuna giggled at the other's antics. Yamamoto looked like he was the luckiest guy on the planet right now. All the girls had already left with dejected looks on their faces.

'The luckiest guy on the planet...' it repeated in his thoughts.

'What if he actually asked the girl he likes?'The brunette teen froze. He felt his chest tightened at the image of Yamamoto confessing to an unknown pretty long haired girl. His date. He looked at the other teen.

Yamamoto had finally finished celebrating since the crowd was already gone. He now gazed intently into Tsuna's eyes. The smaller teen flinched and looked away. Yamamoto sensed something was troubling the other teen.

"Is something wrong, Tsuna?" he asked. Yamamoto approached the said teen and lifted his chin, forcing the other meet his eyes.

"No..." Tsuna replied, his voice was a little weak. His eyes were avoiding Yamamoto's questioning gaze.

"Are you mad?" Yamamoto's smile faded, replaced with a troubled expression. "Did you hate doing this with me? That's it, right?"

Tsuna looked up at the troubled Yamamoto. This surprised the teen. Why would Yamamoto ask him that? It's not like he cared for him like that, right? This was all just a play for those girls, right?

"Tsuna..." Yamamoto pleaded to the other teen. The baseball ace kneeled down to catch Tsuna's wandering eyes. His hands placed softly on top of Tsuna's shoulders, massaging them softly.

Tsuna sighed. He didn't care anymore. He couldn't keep these feelings inside him forever and he didn't want to. Tsuna said,

"No, it's..." Tsuna's voice faltered. He suddenly wanted to take the words back.

"Hmm?" A patient smile appeared on Yamamoto's face. Tsuna felt his blush rising. How could a simple smile like that bring him down on his knees? Tsuna sighed before finally admitting,

"I feel a bit jealous..."

Yamamoto's eyes widened at the confession. Tsuna tried to turn away but Yamamoto's hands kept him in his place. The hands tightened on his shoulder. Yamamoto was confused and it was written so obviously on his face. Tsuna thought of explaining himself further.

"I feel jealous when I think you're going to the dance with somebody else." Tsuna didn't fight the full blush taking his face. It sounded a whole lot like a love confession. Yamamoto's expression changed to something unreadable which hurt the teen.

"I'm sorry." Tsuna excused himself and shook off Yamamoto's hands. He turned around to run away, to hide under some rock and hope to die, just be anywhere except this embarrassing moment.

Tears dared to escape his eyes any second. He had to run fast. But before he could, a familiar pair of strong arms wrapped themselves on his waist and lifted him up in the air.

"No, don't be sorry." Yamamoto said softly, a hint of happiness in his voice. "It really makes me happy to hear that, Tsuna."

Tsuna couldn't believe his ears. His face flushed. Did Yamamoto feel the same way as he did? The teen blinked when Yamamoto set him down and made him face the baseball ace. He continued.

"I like you. More than a friend should. I have, for a while now." Yamamoto pulled the smaller in for a tight embrace. This did it. Tears of joy flowed out of Tsuna's eyes. Yamamoto's shirt soaked wet but he didn't care. All he cared for was in his arms.

"B-b-but, I thought that was just for show?" Tsuna stammered in the midst of his tears. Yamamoto blinked and laughed good-naturedly.

"Oh?" he asked. "Then, maybe I should ask Tsuna again?"

Tsuna shook his head wildly. "No, baka! I already said yes!" Tsuna hid his face in Yamamoto's chest after that.

Yamamoto didn't hide the happiness he felt inside. His cheeks dusted pink while he gave a carefree smile and tugged Tsuna closer. Tsuna shifted his hands around the baseball ace, earning a chuckle and a kiss on his forehead.

Yamamoto sighed contentedly. Tsuna burrowed deeper into the warmth. Both wished this moment could last forever. The dance could wait. This moment was all they need for now.

Suddenly...

"Oiii! Get away from Tenth!"

Tsuna ignored it. Yamamoto smiled at the rampaging bomber who was carrying lit up dynamites. Behind that smile was a plan waiting for action.

Bianchi was so going to babysit her little brother for a month.

End?/Continued?

(1) The girls who stayed behind yesterday. Let's call them the Y girls to avoid confusion. (Yaoi Girls xD)

An important note: This will have an epilogue or whatever you call it. I never did show what happened at the dance itself so be patient my friends!

A/N: Hey it's me again, KHFMEE-8027, (obviously) a 8027 shipper. I thought about making this a two shot but I didn't want people to complain about the cliffhanger I'll leave if I do that. The plan was to end the first chapter at the time Tsuna went home after the fight. My goal was to reach 5000 words. I got 5,382 (not counting this and the disclaimer etc.)

Want more 8027? I have more in stock, I'm planning on moving to adventure, drama, hurt/comfort soon. Can you guys please review? I'd appreciate it. It makes me know I really improved since "Just a taste" (which I keep telling everyone I'll rewrite to get longer and get a 2nd chapter xD)

One last note, did you guys see any errors? I was in a rush. Tell me? Thanks :)

This will be the section I thank my reviewers of the past stories of mine. Thank you: BitchQueen-8027-8018, Night-Shadow56, Kana-chan, Neolazer, Yuu3 and MinaNaru4ever - 8027forever for Rainy Day!

Thank you: BrokenBlackCat, Assailant Killer, linda31, ilYamaTsuna7227li, , MinaNaru4ever - 8027forever, anabel the lady shark, Lillidppler, LoveOneself and Seagem for Just a Taste. It will definitely have a sequel and a deserved rewrite.

Thanks for reading!