Disclaimer: I do not own Yamamoto Takeshi nor the plot. I'm just embellishing on what's already out there. This disclaimer stands for this fic in its entirety if it ever exceeds this intro chapter.

Warnings: Spoilers for ENTIRE series. Yaoi and het, both exist. (Just read the comments at the bottom too and you'll understand.) Not all the pairings have been selected so at this moment, nothing's for sure. Rating will change if it has to later on.

Summary: The story of Yamamoto Takeshi— from middle school baseball MVP to top notch hitman of the Mafioso. And everything in between.

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Absolutely Ordinary

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Yamamoto Takeshi was an absolutely ordinary guy. He was friendly, extremely nice and did well at anything he tried. Playing games, making new friends, you name it and he could do it… that is, if he wanted to. Which usually wasn't the case.

Other things just followed him, like that giggling gaggle of girls (that tended to grow exponentially near February and March) or the title of Mr. Popular that seemed plastered to his head. He was the guy the other guys wanted to be and he held the position of number one dream guy on all the girls' lists since kindergarten— so maybe he was just a bit more than ordinary.

However, that still made him as ordinary as ordinary could be in the grand scheme of things. The future he'd planned for himself (and what everyone foresaw) was that of the ball and the bat and hopefully, the grand stadium. Maybe slicing and dicing sushi in the years after. That's what everybody's vision of what-would-be-of-Yamamoto-Takeshi was.

Then how did this seemingly ordinary kid end up as a top-notch hitman, praised and respected even by the Arcobaleno? How did he become a trusted guardian of the boss of one of the superiore families of the Mafioso? More importantly, how and why did he dive into the bloodied underbelly of Italy, leaving behind Japan and faded dreams? Why did he choose to follow the path of the sword and blood?

This is his story—the story of how the pure, cleansing rain ran blood red.

An author note as long as the prologue:

I'm suffering from withdrawls since I've finished all the anime out there. Decided to do this to lessen the pangs of suffering. Nope, don't have a beta so I don't mind people criticizing my mistakes, that is if anyone takes the time to. This will most probably be yaoi coz I'm a diehard yaoi fangirl.

The main pairing is... surprise surprise... Yamamoto X Gokudera. (I know some people don't really like this much but chill, I'm not going to make them jump into bed at first sight. If the writing works, they'll get together. If not, they won't. I just added this in case it does happen later on and people go: YOU NEVER MENTIONED THIS WHEN I STARTED READING! DIE! That's why nothing concrete is up on the summary yet.) Everything else I suppose will fall into place. Crosses fingers.

I'm a poor, stressed individual who shouldn't even have the time to watch anime, much less be typing this. So forgive me if anybody's interested in this fic because I won't be making regular updates.