Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Pairing: YamaGoku (8059)

Warnings: BL (Boys Love), swear words

Authors Note

Ran: Hola peeps! This is The Random Ninja, AKA Ran! Welcome to the second official STAPLE collaboration fanfiction! WhooHoo!

K-Chan: Hello! Um I'm K-Chan! STAPLE's Self-Proclaimed 8059/Reborn Muse and Official Manga Muse. Nice to meet ya! And yes, welcome~

Kayla: Hello everyone, my name is Kayla, I am the Yaoi Muse of STAPLE ... and the person who started this...insanity... -bows- I apologize. ANYWAY welcome to this joyful event. We are gathered here today to join this lovely fan girl (K-chan) and this lovely shipping (8059) in Holy Matranony.

Ran: Awwww... Can I be the maid of honor?

K-Chan: E-eh? O.o ... YAY! XD and 'Course ya can! : P

Kayla: YAY! Do you K-chan take this pair to love and squee for this pair for the rest of your live? And does this pairing take you [K-chan] as it's Number one fan forever?

-Chan: I do I do! *claps hands together happily before poking Ran*

Ran: [/pokes back] Rawr...

Kayla: I now pronounce you yaoi shipping and bride, you may now kiss this doujin that represents the pair that is being held by the Maid of Honor.

Ran: So long as said doujin is PG-13 in my presence.

K-Chan: It is :3 it's "Overjoyed!" *grins and kisses Doujin*

Ran: Oh! That one is cute!

Kayla: -wipes tears- So beautiful... Errrrr *looks at reader* anyway I think we should tell them to enjoy the fic _

K-Chan: *coughs* Right . who'll do disclaimer?

Kayla: Well, I would but the ninja squirrels will steal it if I do.

Ran: Tch, I will do it. -mutters something about yaoi idiots- Okay, we do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn. That would be Akira Amano. Not that anyone would be stupid enough to believe that a bunch of crazed fangirls could calm down long enough to create a manga as brilliant as Reborn. *is shot for her crappy Gokudera impression*

K-Chan: Hey! I'm Gokudera!

Kayla: *walks off* Hmmm, maybe I should take cooking lessons to prepare for when Bianchi appears.

(By the way, we promise that the next authors note won't be this long.)

Monday, in which there is rain and use of oversized clothes

It all started on a Monday. The day most students dread the most was the day that the inevitable snowball that was their relationship was finally thrown down a hill, slowly building into something that was more than friendship. Mondays are the start of everything though, so maybe it was just inevitable like that.

The sky was dark and gray with the promise of rain after school. Gokudera was leaning against the school gates waiting for Yamamoto to get out, the idiot had some sort of after school thing that he had to do and the tenth had already gone on home. He scowled as rain started to fall; he hadn't thought it was going to rain so he hadn't brought an umbrella today. He really hated the rain, it reminded him too much of a certain idiot that he had somehow found himself waiting for, waiting for and not quite knowing why he did. He hated him didn't he? Gokudera shook his head and remained where he was.

Yamamoto sighed in relief as he finally left the teachers room after discussing his grades. Of course, a tutor had been suggested. And that meant finding one that he could actually understand. Much too often Yamamoto found it difficult to keep up with what his past tutors tried to teach him, but most of them had eventually given up with trying to get through to his thick skull.

Tugging his backpack onto his shoulders, Yamamoto rushed out of the high school to find that it had started raining. Sighing again, this time in mild irritation, Yamamoto began to run. He didn't notice Gokudera standing in front of the gates until he had crashed into him, sending them both to the ground.

"Whaa!" Gokudera exclaimed as Yamamoto crashed into him and caused him to fall to the ground.

"Ouch, Damn it! Watch where you're going idiot!" he yelled after sitting up when he finished yelling he looked over and saw it was Yamamoto who crashed into him 'Tch. So it was the baseball idiot who wasn't watching where he was going' he thought before scowling.

"Che." Was all he said after the thought and scowl.

"Ah! Gokudera, I'm sorry!" Yamamoto exclaimed, rising and holding out a hand for Gokudera. He hoped the other wasn't too mad at him.

"Tch. What were you in such a hurry for anyway, baseball idiot?" Gokudera said unconsciously taking Yamamoto's hand and pulling himself up before leaning back against the wall. He folded his arms and scowled again as he waited for Yamamoto to say something.

"I had to meet with the teacher to talk about getting my grades up so I can stay on the baseball team." Yamamoto paused. "He said I should get a tutor..."

"Che, I always knew you were an idiot." Gokudera said pulling out one of his cigarettes and attempted to light it though the rain was making it difficult. That was another reason he hated the rain, he couldn't light up his goddamn cigarettes in it. He scowled and tossed the cigarette to the ground, making sure it was /outside/ school grounds.

Yamamoto crossed his arms. "You know, it's not healthy for you to smoke, Gokudera."

"Tch. I don't care" Gokudera replied with a scowl and a glare. "Anyway, I'm heading home. Damned rain soaked my clothes enough already" he said before turning and starting to walk away wondering why the hell he had even decided to stay and wait for the idiot.

"Ah! Wait! Gokudera, I was wondering," Yamamoto said as he caught up to Gokudera. "If maybe you could be my tutor?"

"Tch. Me?" Gokudera said turning to face him. "Why should I be your tutor?" he asked folding his arms again. He was getting more soaked by the minute and wanted to get home and change before he caught a cold. He doubted though, that he would manage to be able to do that any time soon.

Yamamoto laughed and rubbed the back of his neck nervously "Well, you're so smart Gokudera! I'm sure you could help me get my grades up in no time!"

"Tch. Fine." Gokudera replied wanting to get out of the rain soon so he chose the quickest option.

"You should know, I'm damn hard on my students, you better be ready for that," He continued before he turned and started to leave again.

"Gokudera! Wait a second!" He chased after Gokudera again, catching his arm. "Why don't you come back to my house? Until the rains stops, I mean. It's closer and you can dry off there."

"Tch." Gokudera was about to refuse when the rain started falling harder than it had been.

"Shit" He muttered before he scowled and replied "Che. Fine, till the fucking rain stops." Gokudera said shooting a glare at the torrent that was the rain.

"Aha ha! My house it is." Yamamoto led Gokudera to his house, not letting go of his arm once. When they arrive, Yamamoto shook off some water, sending droplets everywhere.

Gokudera flinched as some of the raindrops Yamamoto shook off hit him in the face.

"What the hell are you? Some sort of a fucking dog or something?" he said with a glare before he reached up to his silver hair to try and squeeze out as much water as he could. 'Damn Baseball Idiot…' he thought as he took in his completely and utterly soaked clothes.

Yamamoto just laughed and walked towards his bedroom. "Let me get you some clothes to change into. You kinda look like a wet rat yourself."

Gokudera looked up from squeezing out his shirt. "Why the hell would I wear your damned clothes?" he shouted but waited for him to come back with something dry none-the-less. As he waited he pulled out the pack of cigarettes he was carrying and cursed. The whole pack was soaked and completely ruined; he would have to buy more later as it was his last pack anyway.

Yamamoto came back in wearing dry clothes and carrying a shirt and some shorts for Gokudera.

"Aha ha….Um...these are a bit big...but it's all I have that would fit you..."

Gokudera took the clothes and scowled at them before he looked around.

"Where can I change?" He asked looking back at Yamamoto and slipping the ruined pack of cigarettes into his back pocket.

Yamamoto pointed towards the back of the house. "The bathroom is right down the hall." He paused before adding "and smoking isn't allowed in the house, by the way."

"Tch. I wasn't going to, idiot." Gokudera said with a scowl and glare from beneath his wet hair before he headed in the direction Yamamoto pointed.

Once inside the bathroom Gokudera peeled off his usual long-sleeve shirt and then peeled off the red shirt beneath it. He wrung them out and set them on the toilet seat. He then took a moment to dry off his torso and hair with a towel that Yamamoto had given him with the clothes before he put on the shirt, which really was too big for him as one side slipped a little ways down his shoulder. Next he took off his pants and was thankful that the fabric they were made out of had kept what was beneath them dry. He dried off his legs before he pulled on the shorts and went out to where Yamamoto was.

"Tch. While I'm here we might as well do something productive. What do you need help with?" he asked crossing his arms over his chest.

Yamamoto looked over at Gokudera and chuckled. "My clothes are way too big on you, Gokudera."

"Tch. Of course they are, I'm not a fucking giant like you are" Gokudera replied with his arms still crossed over his chest and scowling.

"Anyway, I repeat. What do you need help with?" he asked and took the time Yamamoto was taking to reply to tie his hair back and to put on his glasses, if he was going to help the idiot he might as well get his look right.

"Well...I'm having a little trouble in grammar...and a lot in science...even more in math..." Yamamoto said sheepishly. It was kind of embarrassing admitting he had troubles in school in front of Gokudera. The other was so smart, Yamamoto felt jealous of his intelligence at times. He wanted to prove to Gokudera that he could be just as smart...or at least be able to get decent grades in school. Anything would be better than the straight D+s he'd been getting lately.

Gokudera sighed and shook his head. "Then we have a whole lot of work to do… You're even more of an Idiot then I thought," he said pulling a hand through his loose bangs looking for a place they could work. He spotted a clear table and went over to it.

"Ok, go get the stuff you think you need help on" he said sitting down and laying his cheek in a hand and tapped a pencil on the table as he waited, one of the sleeves slipping a bit down his shoulder again.

Yamamoto complied and got up to rummage through his backpack. Once he had found all of the subjects he needed help on, he returned to where Gokudera was and sat across from him.

After a few hours of intense studying, both boys were stiff and rather fried from all the hard mental work. Gokudera leaned back and stretched before looking out the window. "The rain finally stopped, I'm getting home while I still can. I'm guessing you'll need more help so we'll work at my house tomorrow." He said getting up and looking for his clothes to see if they were dry yet.

"Ha, alright." Yamamoto looked over at Gokudera's still soaked clothes.

"Hey...you're welcome to borrow those for a while...since your clothes are still wet..."

"Tch. My house after school tomorrow, don't be late, idiot" Gokudera repeated before he grabbed his clothes and bag.

"Don't. Be. Late." He repeated once more, not knowing why he did before he left. After a few moments of walking he sneezed and coughed slightly before heading back to his apartment.

And so concludes the first chapter of "Within a Week". We hope that you have enjoyed this and will continue reading this fanfiction as we write it! Comments and criticism are deeply appreciated! (^3^)b