Happy late birthday Yamamoto, Haru and Hibari!

So.

I originally planned on ending this by Yamamoto's birthday, but then I took too long on it so I decided to dedicate this to Yamamoto, Haru, and Hibari.

Happy late birthday you three!

5/5/16 -Hibari's b-day

5/3/16 -Haru's b-day

4/24/16 -Yamamoto's b-day

4/24/16

I decided to just make a chapter for this idiot, because I missed writing about Yamamoto so much.

Hope you guys enjoy this!

*I thought I'd try something different, so this will get a bit angsty. No worries though, I'll end it on a happy note

*OOC characters will be included, as it is a bit of an angst

*This passes the minimum of about 4k words, so... if you don't want to read an extra long chapter, ya'lls don't have to

{Third Person POV}

Takeshi, Tsuna, & Yui Age: 21

Random Woman Age: 24

Nee-san & Hibari Age: 23

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"Takeshi, I'm home. Takeshi...?"

Out of everything and everyone, it had to be her.

Out of every fucking thing and every living life form, it just had to be her.

It just had to be Minagawa Yui, and her life had to be destroyed on this day.

Because once she opened her bedroom door, there was a complete, utter stranger with her boyfriend.

At the sight before her, her smile disappeared.

Normally she wouldn't be as disturbed.

No, she wouldn't at all.

But the two were both on her bed, half-naked.

"Yui..." Takeshi's voice sounded, laced with shock.

"You're cheating on me."

Disbelief.

At this moment, that's all she felt.

And deep down, she was waiting. Waiting and hoping that he'd give any reasonable explanation, any excuse, anything for the accusation she just said.

'There's no way... No way that he could... that he would-!'

But all he did was look away in guilt.

Her heart immediately sank.

'No. No. No no no no-'

"Why?" She spoke barely above a whisper. "Why now? Why today? I don't understand. I thought... I thought things were always great with us... I thought-"

Yui's words hitched in her throat.

'I thought you loved me...'

The woman next to Takeshi smirked at Yui. "Oh honey, isn't it clear enough? He's tired of you. Can't you see who you're competing with?"

The woman was stunning, to say the least. She had a perfect curve and big blue eyes, with bouncy blonde hair. She looked to be older than Yui, more experienced.

Any logical person would pick this woman over Yui with no hesitation, Yui admitted that.

'But Takeshi wasn't any logical person. He was Yamamoto Takeshi, a sweet, soft-hearted baseball addict...

Right?'

'He was just putting on a disguise to lure you into his trap.'

Yui tried to shake off the dark thought.

'He wouldn't. He isn't that type of person, he-'

When she looked at Takeshi as a last resort, she spotted pain etched into his expression.

And that one thing was enough to finally make Yui's blood boil with anger.

'He's in pain. How could he be the one in pain?'

Hot tears spilled down her cheeks. "Why?! Was I not good enough for you? Was I too plain, and boring, and stupid?! Was I wrong to trust you?!"

Takeshi's heart filled with immense remorse, and deep hatred at himself.

'No. No, of course not. This is supposed to be for your own good, this is supposed to protect you-'

She marched to her bed and threw their clothes at them.

"And out of all the places, you picked our bed? You chose to be half-naked, in our bed, in the middle of day, with another woman, on our 4-year anniversary?! Did you really want to leave me that badly?! Did you really not love me at all!?"

Takeshi did love her, though.

He loved her almost too much.

He wanted to caress her, kiss her, hug her, show his love to her in every way possible.

He wanted her, so much.

But he couldn't listen to his selfish and greedy thoughts.

After all, she wasn't safe with him, the man feared by many enemies.

He looked up at her, and couldn't take the sight of her tears anymore.

"Yui..."

She glared at him with extreme hate. "What, you asshole?!"

His fists clenched. "I- I'm sorry."

She stared at him for a good 30 seconds before swallowing and fighting back the tears forming in her eyes.

"I'm afraid it's a little late for that." Her voice was hoarse.

She threw a bag at him and stormed out the door.

Takeshi stared at the door, and then the gift bag.

"Well, I'm going to go now, Takeshi~" the woman purred. "It was fun. Call me again sometime, alright?~"

After her clothes were put back on, she left the house too.

As the silence enveloped the house, Takeshi grabbed the gift bag slowly, and opened it.

His eyes widened at the contents inside.

It was an expensive brand-name watch, with a card next to it.

'Happy 4-Year Anniversary, Takeshi!' the card read in bold, frilly letters.

And then he froze at the next set of words.

'I love you.'

He sighed. "Well..." He laughed bitterly. "She sure hates me now."

He clenched his fists, and suddenly punched the wall.

"DAMNIT!"

His knuckles were bleeding, but his heart hurt a lot more than his fists did.

"Goddamn... it fucking hurts."

{Nee-san's POV}

2 weeks later...

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"Nee-chan..."

I frowned. "Takeshi... what's wrong? Your voice is awfully hoarse."

"I... I cheated on Yui."

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"What?!"

"I couldn't... I couldn't let her get involved in the mafia."

"So you cheated on her."

"I needed her to hate me, Nee-chan, I didn't want her to ask why I would suddenly break off our relationship-"

"So you cheated on her," I repeated.

"I'm a horrible person..." His voice was shaky.

A pause sounded, and then,

"...I hate myself for it."

"You should be hating yourself for it, you dumbass."

"Nee-chan, what... What do I do?"

I knocked on the door.

"Come in," he called.

As I entered the office, I stared at the desk looking for Tsuna, only to find a huge pile of paperwork first instead.

"Bless your soul..." I murmured.

Tsuna looked up from the work he was doing, and stared at me in realization. "Ah. Nee-san. To what do I owe you this visit?"

I took a seat at a nearby couch, and sighed. I turned to him. "Tsuna, I'm only here to ask somethings."

He blinked, but shrugged, putting his pen down. "Sure, I've got time. What is it?"

"You..." I pursed my lips, then continued. "You told Takeshi to break up with Yui, didn't you?"

He blinked, and then straightened his posture. "Yes. I did, in fact."

"And how is he right now?"

"I..." Tsuna sighed. "Sorry, Nee-san. Takeshi's been M.I.A. since then. No matter how many times I call him, and how many people I send to search for him, I can't find him."

I stared at Tsuna. "That's not what I asked, Tsuna. ...How is he?"

Tsuna bit his lip. "He's in misery. I'm sure he's in a bar somewhere, drinking his worries away."

"Well... shit."

We both sighed in unison, and after a while of thinking, I stared at the Sanguigno ring on my right hand ring finger.

"Say... Tsuna."

"Yes Nee-san?"

"If the Rain is the one who washes away all the conflict, the Lightning would be the one getting rid of the pollution in the water, right?"

Tsuna looked up at me abruptly. "Nee-san... what are you planning?"

I loosened the ring on my finger. "A trip... to Oyaji's. I think I need to say a few things to Yui-chan."

Tsuna frowned. "But Nee-san... you can't possibly-"

I took off the ring, and looked at Tsuna. "This is why conflict begins, Tsuna. Someone is going to find out about Yui's past relationship with Takeshi, and they're still going to use her against him. If she gets stuck in this unknowingly, who knows what danger she'll get sucked into?"

He blinked, and I stood. "Thanks for answering my questions. I'll be borrowing Hayato for something, so you won't see your right-hand for awhile. Later."

"Wait-"

I waved and left.

{Yui's POV}

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I found myself staring at my phone a lot more often.

I guess I was still hoping for Takeshi to text me something like "Happy Late April Fools, I gotcha!" or at least a "I texted to ask how you're doing. I'm doing horribly at the moment."

But I guess I had just read way too many shoujo mangas to have thoughts about something like that.

"Ne ne, Yui-tan, what's wrong?" asked my 9 year old nephew Rin.

I was currently babysitting him for my older sister, as she had to go to an important business meeting.

"Hm?" I turned to the boy, and tilted my head. "Did you say something, Rin-kun?"

"What's wrong?" he repeated. "You look really really sad."

I blinked, and then laughed. "Do I? Ah, it's because your mom ate all my snacks at home."

He blinked, and then smiled. "Okaa-san sure does visit often, huh?"

I forced a cheery smile. "Yep!~"

As he resumed to completing his homework, my phone started ringing, and I blinked, before turning to Rin. "I'll be back, okay? Just going to take a call."

He nodded. "Alright."

I closed the door to the backyard, and answered.

"Hello?"

"Ah, I was afraid you wouldn't answer! Whew, thank goodness you did!"

I blinked at the foreign yet, familiar voice. "I'm sorry, but... who is this?"

"Hm? Oh, aha, sorry sorry, I can't believe I didn't even tell you who I was! It's Onee-san, Yui-chan!~ It's been awhile!"

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"EH?! ONEE-SAN, WHA-?!"

"Listen, I know this is sudden and probably awkward, but can you meet me at Takesushi? I have something to talk about with you."

"E-eh? R-right now? A-at Takesushi?"

"Yeah, sorry. If you're babysitting or something, you can bring the kid too, if you'd like. I'm sure Oyaji would like some company here anyway!"

"Huh? What was that Ally? Did you say something about me and company?"

"Nope, haha, it's nothing it's nothing!~" She stepped away from the phone before returning. "-Anyway, sorry for the trouble, but it has to do with why Takeshi was acting the way he was the last time you saw him. I hope you'll come. I'll be waiting until you do."

"W-wait, Nee-san-"

"See you soon, Yui-chan."

She then hung up.

I blinked, phone still at my ear.

She needs to talk to me... about... Takeshi...

So there was a reason.

There was a reason why he changed so suddenly.

Without realizing it, relief flooded through my body.

"Thank goodness..."

And then I froze.

"W-what am I doing? H-he cheated on me, I- I should be hating him right now, he-"

I broke off, voice getting quieter. "He..."

"He..."

My teeth clenched. "I still love him after all."

"Yui-tan~ Who was that? Your boyfriend?"

I blinked, and saw Rin staring at me blankly.

"Eh? Huh? N-no, not at all! Actually, Rin... want to go somewhere with me really quickly?"

{Nee-san's POV}

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"Are you sure we're supposed to be in here Yui-tan? It says restaurant's closed, and there's no one inside..."

"U-um... I don't know either..."

Hearing these two voices, I looked up, and spotted Yui-chan and a little boy entering cautiously.

I grinned. "Ah, Yui-chan, over here!~"

She blinked at me, and then she stared at me wide-eyed. "Eh? Onee-san?!"

I blinked back. "Why are you so surprised?"

"Y-y-you... you cHANGED SO MUCH!"

I laughed. "To be fair, you have to, you know."

"B-but-"

"Yui-tan," the little boy beside her cut off.

"Huh? Oh, r-right..."

I blinked, and then smiled. "Ah, right, who's this? Your little brother?"

She looked at the floor. "H-he's my nephew, R-Rin-kun..."

Meanwhile, he looked at me directly. "I'm Takeda Rin, 9 years old. Where am I supposed to go?"

I grinned. Nice and straight to the point, this kid. "Don't worry, don't worry! You'll be hanging out with my very old Oyaji for the time being while we talk-"

"Hey! Ally, who said I'm old? I'm still young for the time being thank you very much!" he protested, appearing out of the kitchen.

"Ah, Oyaji! Aha, you need to admit soon you're an old man, you know."

"Never," he replied back with mock hurt, "will I be an old man, you hear, young lady?"

We stared at each other, and then laughed.

"Anyway, this is Rin-chan, the boy you'll be accompanying today," I said, gesturing to the boy.

Oyaji blinked, before squatting down to his eye level and smiling warmly at Rin. "Nice to meet you, Rin-kun, I'm Yamamoto Tsuyoshi, the owner of this restaurant. You see, my son was obsessed with baseball as a kid, and I've been trying to give his old stuff away, but no one's really interested in baseball anymore. Are you willing to look at them with me while these two talk?"

Rin blinked, but shrugged. "Sure. I guess I kinda like baseball."

"That's great! Come with me, then."

"Alright."

As the two went upstairs, I found myself trying to twist my ring, which was no longer there. I blinked.

Ah. Right. It's not on my finger anymore.

"Um... Onee-san... I-is it alright to be in here?"

"Hm? Oh, right, yeah, don't worry. You forgot that I work here now, and that Oyaji's the owner of the restaurant."

She blinked. "Ah. R-right! S-sorry, I don't have great memory..."

"It's alright." I turned to her. "Now, there's a reason why I called you here."

"Um... a-about that..." She bit her lip. "What did you mean when you said that... T-Takeshi had a reason for cheating on me? Wouldn't..." She broke off, sighing, before looking up at me. "Wouldn't the reason be because he was tired of me and didn't love me anymore?"

Oh dear...

I sighed. "Not at all. You don't know how much Takeshi loves you, Yui-chan. This sounds cliche, but, he loves you more than he can express. There's a different reason in why he couldn't just break up with you and had to cheat on you, though you might not believe me when I tell you at first."

She stared, confused. "I'm not sure I quite get it."

I grasped the chain necklace with my ring on it from around my neck, and took it off, placing it onto the table. "Yui. You can't tell anyone this, alright?"

She blinked at the sudden serious air around me. "I'm sorry, but tell anyone... what? That you're getting married...? O-or...? W-what does this have to do with Takeshi?"

"The..." I sighed, and then started again. "The mafia. You are aware of it, correct?"

She blinked. "Yes, but what does that-"

"Yui. The Italian mafia exists, and I'm a mafia boss of one of the most powerful famiglias. This ring represents my position as boss."

She blinked again. "What?"

"There's more." I bit my lip. "Tsuna... you remember Tsuna, right? He's the mafia don of the most powerful famiglia in the mafia, and Takeshi is... Takeshi is part of his family. Takeshi is a known swordsman/assassin who mastered the Shigure Soen Ryu style in- in Italy."

"W-wait..." Her eyes were widened. "You're saying... you're saying that Takeshi... that Takeshi... kills for a living?! In the Italian mafia?! With Sawada-kun and Onee-san too?! Is... Is that why you moved to Italy?!"

I sighed. "I get that you're not taking this well, but... that's why Takeshi chose to cheat on you. He didn't want, well, his enemies to find you and use you against him, he didn't want you hurt, he wanted you away from him-"

She stood abruptly. "I'm sorry, but the Yamamoto Takeshi I fell in love with is not a murderer, and is certainly not a part of the Italian fucking mafia! He definitely did not cheat on me because of something stupid like that with... with another woman! The Yamamoto Takeshi I dated for four years, the Yamamoto Takeshi I had a crush on for 6 years straight, was a simpleton, a baseball idiot, a cheerful, great guy-"

"Yui."

"There's no way... There's just no way...-"

"Yui."

She looked at me.

"Just because he's a part of the mafia, doesn't mean his personality has changed. Just because he may kill... doesn't mean he doesn't regret the kills he makes. I... I would know."

"Yes, I know that, but-"

"But," I repeated, cutting her off, "If the one you fell in love with was the high school Takeshi, his old image of a normal high schooler who loved baseball..." I looked up at her. "Then you probably don't love him anymore, and it's best if you don't try to get back with him."

Her eyes widened.

"You know, I thought maybe, I don't know, you'd accept the truth in suave and demand to get back with him because he's stupid for thinking something like that, but... maybe I... maybe I overestimated you a bit, Yui-chan."

"Onee-san..."

I put the chain back on over my neck, and sighed. "If that's the case, you should go. I mean, there's no point in telling you this if you don't want to accept the new Takeshi."

"Onee-san..."

"And, well, now that I've told you this, you have to swear secrecy not to tell anyone or you'll have to pay the price for it. I'm sorry for bringing you into this danger, Yui-chan."

Her fists were clenched. "It's... It's fine..."

"YUI-TAN!~ LOOK WHAT I GOT FROM THE NICE OJI-SAN!"

We both looked up at the voice of Rin, and his eyes were sparkling, holding the baseball cards and baseball equipment.

"I WANT TO PLAY BASEBALL NOW!~"

I laughed lightly. "Kinda reminds me of the younger version of Takeshi."

She got up slowly, and forced a smile. "That's great, Rin-kun. Let's go now, okay?"

He blinked. "But Oji-san told me he'd teach me after I showed you."

"Now now, Rin-kun, you should listen to your aunt-"

"Actually it's fine, Tsuyoshi-san," replied Yui with a slight smile. "I need some time to think on my own anyway, so I'll be alright."

I frowned. "Did you bring a car, Yui?"

She blinked. "No. We walked here."

"In that case," I started, "Allow me to take you to your home. The sun is setting, and who knows what dangers you'll face-"

"I'll be fine, Onee-san. Thank you for your concern, but I'll be fine. I'd really appreciate it if you took Rin-kun home for me, though."

I shrugged. "Sure."

She started walking out, and I called out her name.

She looked back. "Yes?"

My fists clenched. "Please. Be careful."

She nodded, and then left the restaurant.

{Yui's POV}

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I was at a nearby park, on a swing.

I kicked my feet in the sand.

The mafia... huh?

So Takeshi wanted to protect me from knowing the truth...

"Then you probably don't love him anymore, and it's best if you don't try to get back with him."

My fists clenched tighter, and I grimaced.

Is that really true, though?

That... that I only loved the civilian side of him?

...If I was suddenly discovered as an assassin, would Takeshi be doubting me the same?

My eyes widened.

No.

He definitely wouldn't.

After all...

"You don't know how much Takeshi loves you, Yui-chan. This sounds cliche, but, he loves you more than he can express."

I bit my lip, and then felt tears forming.

"Takeshi..."

"Well well well, what do we have here?~" (VELL VELL VELL, TAIGA, WHAT A SUPLISE TO SEE YOU HERE- *gets slapped*)

I looked up, and met suspicious men in black suits, with...

My eyes widened.

Guns.

"Aren't you the Rain Guardian's girl?" another man sneered.

''You don't know how long we've been trying to get you alone, but those stupid outsiders keep interfering."

"That Sanguigno Decimo sure is cunning for a woman..."

"Is that who we should bribe first? The Rain Guardian is nowhere to be found, based on our intel. No one knows where he is, in fact."

"Oh, no. We bribe Allison Sanguigno, we lose our lives. You know how those pesky Blood Spillers are. They wouldn't blink an eye at any sort of bribery and just go directly to killing us on the spot. No, we need to bribe someone damaged, someone who'd come here blindly."

"And that person we need... is the Rain Guardian. He'll respond when he sees his poor little girlfriend tied up and wounded~"

They pulled my hair, and I cried out in pain.

"Oops~ Were we too careless to think you wouldn't try to escape? Well, all the more punishment for you!~"

And then everything went black.

{Takeshi's POV}

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"I hate myself."

"I made her cry."

"I should just die."

"I shouldn't even be doing this."

"Everyone's worried about me."

"I should just die."

"But everyone's worried about me."

I drowsily woke up, first smelling the stench of alcohol, and gagging.

What the hell is wrong with me?

I got out of bed, and took a shower, throwing the ruffled clothes into the trash.

As I came out and dressed into my classic suit consisted of a black blazer and a blue dress shirt, I got a message from my phone.

I sighed. "I should probably get that. I mean, I've been ignoring all their calls, after all."

I grabbed my phone, and opened up the message.

That was when I froze.

Yui.

Yui.

Yui.

Yui!

The next minute I had already grabbed Shigure Kintoki and bolted out the door.

{Nee-san's POV}

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I had already taken Rin home, but Yui's sister had told me Yui never came back.

My suspicions were raised high, but when I suddenly got a rare message from Takeshi, I knew something was wrong.

Opening my phone, I looked at the message.

To: nee-chan

Fr: takeshi

Subject: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!

Why is... why is Yui with those guys?!

I clicked on the picture he sent me, and my phone dropped.

My vision familiarly flooded with red.

I ripped my ring off the chain, and put it back onto my finger, grabbing a nearby sushi knife and running out the restaurant.

At the same time I had dialed Takeshi.

He actually picked up.

"Nee-chan! Why the hell are the Lovino famiglia in Japan?! With YUI?!"

"Gah, I warned Tsuna about this, but seriously, why today?! I can't answer your question, as I don't know either, but here's a question you can answer... WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU RIGHT NOW?"

"Huh? Oh, I'm at-"

"Please don't tell me you're at the place they told you to go to."

There was a silence, and then an awkward laugh.

"Er, kinda? I was on my way going there..."

I sighed. "Of course you would. Where are you now, then?"

"Err, I guess I'm kind of near NamiChu-"

"Good." I hung up.

I was headed that direction in the first place, so I spotted him immediately and ran to him.

"Ah, Nee-chan- OW!"

I dropkicked him and put him in a headlock.

"Don't 'Ah, Nee-chan' me you fucking idiot!"

"Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow NEE-CHAN OW-!"

"Are you complaining, you failure of a boyfriend?! What do you have to say for yourself?!"

"Okay okay okay, I get my mistake I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry- can you let go now ow-!"

I did.

He sighed in relief, and loosened his tie. "So, uh.. do you by any chance have a plan...?"

I blinked. "Huh? No, I was going to barge in there blindly using the power of my killer instincts."

He stared. "...You're kidding, right? You're being sarcastic, right?"

I frowned. "No, seriously, that's what I'm doing. They're a weak family in the first place, and there's a reason why they contacted you and not me, Takeshi. It's because you wouldn't call for help or backup, and I would."

He blinked. "And you called for backup?"

I nodded. "Yeah. You."

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He stared at me, before shaking his head and pointing at his phone. "Anyway, this is the address they gave me."

"Well let's head on over there to kick some ass, shall we? And save your girlfriend, of course."

He grimaced. "Ex-girlfriend."

I grinned. "Not anymore."

He blinked. "What?"

"Nothing!~"

"Hey, Nee-chan, wait, what do you mean by tha-"

I dusted my hands off.

"Well, that's that."

"Onee-san...? T-Takeshi...?" Yui cried out weakly in Takeshi's arms.

Takeshi froze. "Yui..."

She smiled. "You guys are okay..." She laughed slightly. "You guys really are badass members of the mafia."

My vision returned back to normal, and I grabbed the sushi knife I had thrown earlier, before realizing something.

"SHIT!"

"What?" Takeshi asked.

"This is Oyaji's favorite knife! Ah no.. what do I do... what do I do... I'ma get a hell of a pouncing, shit shit shit..." I turned to Takeshi. "Well, you're on your own, pal. Tell her what you gotta say."

He blinked. "Eh?"

"My part is done. I have to return this to Oyaji anyway. See ya~"

I walked out, trying to whistle a tune but majorly failed.

I grinned. I should head to Kyoya now and tell him of my accomplishment~

Though he probably wouldn't give a shit.

My grin widened. "Yosh! Time to annoy the hell out of him!"

{Yui's POV}

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After seeing Onee-san leave, I stared up at Takeshi, his katana covered with blood, but his suit perfectly clean.

He looked away. "I'm sorry you had to see this."

I shook my head. "It's alright, I... I already know about your profession."

He laughed weakly. "Surely I'm a professional baseball player in Italy, right?"

I laughed, before wincing.

He immediately held me close. "Are you alright? Where are you injured, what did they do to you?"

"Nothing serious, don't worry. Just beat the crap out of me. No blood, though I think I finally lost my baby tooth."

He breathed a sigh in relief.

"You smell nice, Takeshi. Did you take a shower?"

He blinked. "Er, y-yeah, earlier..." He sighed. "Yui."

I looked up at him. "Hm?"

"I'm... I'm sorry for cheating on you. Really. I'm really sorry."

I smiled. "Don't worry. You did it to protect me, though I'm pretty sure the fact that I was your ex still made me kidnapped in the first place, aha-"

"Yui..."

I blinked. "What? What's wrong?"

His grip on me tightened, and he looked at me endearingly. "I love you."

I blinked, finding myself flushing, but then laughed. "I love you too."

He finally grinned with his eyes at me. "I still make you blush, huh?"

I sighed. "Unfortunately."

"Well if that's the case, when you're all bandaged up again, can you answer a question for me?"

"S-sure...?" I bit my lip. "Actually, c-can I hear it now?"

"Then..." He stared at me serious. "Minagawa Yui, will you go out with a murderer like me, for the second time?"

I looked away. "Can... can I give my answer right now?" I didn't wait for his reply, and leaned forward to kiss him.

I'm sure he was taken by surprise, and when I pulled away, I smiled. "Definitely."

YEEEEEEEE FINALLY GOT THIS DONE TOOO!

Anyway, since this was mainly Yamamoto x Yui, I'll try to post a short section for a Hibari and Nee-san moment for Hibari's birthday.

(it's actually right below you.)

{Nee-san POV}

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I kicked open the door to the NamiChu school roof.

I know, pretty weird.

Two 24 year olds on their middle school roof?

Isn't that trespassing?

No, actually, it isn't.

Since Kyoya has threatened the principal too many times to worry about trespassing and shit, we were allowed here regularly.

After I returned the knife to Oyaji(who, by the way, was mortified by the blood on his knife), I found out from Kusakabe that Kyoya had been in Japan for a few weeks now, having to deal with something, and I just knew he'd be at NamiChu.

How I knew?

Call it woman's intuition.

(Or maybe just common sense either way woman's intuition sounds cooler)

"Yo Kyoya, guess what I did today!"

No response.

I frowned, before realizing Kyoya was, of course, taking a nap on the roof.

He was wearing his usual suit, but had the blazer over him like a blanket.

How does he not get sick from this?

I sighed, realizing I couldn't annoy him anymore, but staring at his peaceful face, I couldn't help but smile.

He always looks so innocent when he sleeps.

Sitting next to him, I quickly whipped out my phone to take a picture, but a hand shot out and grabbed my wrist.

I blinked, and then sighed. "Why do you hate it when I try to take pictures?"

"It's annoying," he responded.

"But I want to show others your innocent face, Kyoya~" I whined.

He scoffed. "No."

"I won't show it to others then, and use it as my background picture-"

"No."

"Oh, come on, please-"

"No."

I huffed. "Fine then, be like that, you stubborn idiot."

"Who's the real idiot?" he mused.

I glared. "Shut up. Anyway, let go of my wrist, Kyoya, your death grip is painful."

"And if I say no?"

I stared, and he was clearly amused.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "I hate you."

He smiled slyly. "Hn~ I know you don't, omnivore."

I turned my face away, hiding the flush on my face. "W-whatever."

He grasped my hand, and kissed my knuckles.

I pulled my hand away out of instinct, and felt my face flush deeper. "W-what was t-that?"

He smiled. "Just a greeting." He then sat up and ruffled my hair affectionately before standing up. "Was there a reason you came?"

I turned my face away. "I came to annoy you."

He put his blazer on, and turned to me. "Why am I surprised."

He kissed me, and started walking out. "I'll be back in Italy tomorrow, so you can hang out awhile here and then we'll go back together."

I blinked, but smiled. "Sure."

I laid down on the ground this time, and stared at the now dark sky.

"You're staying?" he asked.

"Yeah," I simply replied.

"Hn. Do whatever you want. If you get sick, I'll bite you to death."

"Hai hai~"

As the door to the roof closed, I laughed.

"Out of character bastard."

HOLY SHIT.

5K WORDS HOW DO I EVEN.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed those two specials.

I just decided to do them cuz there were like 3 birthdays in like the same 2 weeks.

So, if you liked this, please do tell me, cuz I honestly don't know XD.

I spent like 2 weeks on this, so I apologize for the lateness, but overall, I had fun writing this as it was something completely different.

Since I'm kind of stuck between school and shit, I'm not exactly sure if I'll be writing specials for our KHR characters for this story now, but I'll try my hardest!

See ya.

allylovesbluefood. xD