firy-storm:

Gokudera Hayato was the well known  son of the Gokudera family. He was a young teen who would soon take over and therefore his safety was the most priority to his family. His father had assign a couple of body guards but even then he would somehow end up kidnapped or simply run away. Tired of his rebellious stage his father managed to get advice by his fellow friend; timotheo the boss of the Vongola. He managed to get a man with the name Yamamoto Takeshi to agree to become his bodyguard. He hoped this one would be able to keep his rebellious son in check. 

Once the 17 year old Silverette found out about the said “bodyguard” he was already planning a way to get rid of him. He was sick and tired to be treated like a fucken princess who needed protection. He could protect himself just fine. He was asked to wait in one of his households offices to wait for this ‘bodyguard’ but once he was alone he effortless escaped. 

“As if ill fucken be seen with another bodyguard” he snorted. He took out his cigarette and lit it. A bad habit he picked up at a very young age and now he was addicted to it. 

“Mama~ someone as young as you shouldnt be smoking. Is bad.” A calming yet cheerful voice came from behind him. Then a hand appeared from nowhere taking his cancer stick away. 

“Oi who the FUCK are YO-” he stopped when he came face to face with an oriental man. 

His green eyes became calculative trying to dig deep into the stupid smile. Yet he couldn’t help finding himself checking him out at the same time. He was definitely his type. Tall, broad shoulders extremely well fit. He could tell he was some sort of jock at some point in his life. Wait he shouldn’t be admiring this daring man he needed his cigarette back.

“Seriously give that back ass hole” He hissed. 

The man chuckled one more time and shook his head. 

“Gokudera-kun your not supposed to be smoking and that’s final” the man replied once again. 

Realizing that this man wasn’t going to bend at his beck and call, he furiously made his way back. 

The man phone began to ring in his pocket. 

“Haha~ yes? No it wasnt that hard…i found him…of course no worries” he reported to the phone and then follow the teen back in. 

Later Gokudera’s father formally introduced the asian man as Yamamoto Takeshi and he by himself was assigned to be Gokudera’s bodyguard.  Young Gokudera wasnt happy. He threw a tantrum by yelling and hiding in his room. From there on he tried many of his past tricks in order to ditch the said bodyguard but he was good. 

He tried jumping down his window, he slipped and fell but that idiotic bodyguard was there to catch him. He even jump off their moving vehicle and once again that man was there to make sure he was okay. Yamamoto was beginning to get on his nerves for more than one reason.  

Compare to his father and his other bodyguards this one seemed to trully care about him. He was cheerful and treated him like a normal person. Maybe it was because he was Japanese. Yet this was dangerously bad for him. Gokudera Hayato was love deprived. His father was always busy with family matters. His real mother was dead and his stepmother hated him. His stepsister was a horrible cook who always tried to feed him when she wasn’t pursuing her true love.The small affection this man was showing where making feel things he shouldn’t have. 

“Nene?~ are you sick?” Yamamoto asked. He carefully placed his hand on his forehead. “-hmm maybe not?” he answered himself. 

Gokudera swatted his hand away. 

“-Dont fucken touch me you fuckard….Just because you managed to stayed longer then the past assholes. Doesnt mean you will last” He hissed in annoyance. He slid his glasses up his nose and went back to doing his homework. 

Yamamoto was seating across from. He slowly went back to his sit and pouted playfully. “I’m not going anywhere any time soon~” he reaffirmed him. 

“Yeah right that’s what they all say” he replied without looking at him. 

It didnt took long before Yamamoto noticed how lonely his young master could feel. He could see it in his eyes even though he tried to hide it. He could be slow on some things but he recognized that loneliness. He once felt and probably looked like that. At some point he truly wanted to simply protect this boy. Now it had come to the point where he was a little more possessive than he should be. He wanted to protect the boy but for many other reasons. Observing him, fighting with him, scolding him even sometimes they would have bonding moments, he realized he had completely and utterly fallen for him. This was bad. He knew it but couldn’t do much about it. All he could do was protect him and hide his feelings. 

Gokudera wasnt one to worry or to care much for anyone. Yet when Yamamoto failed to go pick him up he was very pissed off. He didnt want to admit but he knew that he had left him too just like everyone. In his blind range he went straight home only to find it in complete ruin. 

The entrance to his house was blown off, and bodies where scattered everywhere. A big chill went down his spine. This alone should have made him turn around and escape but he couldnt. Yamamoto stayed back at his place when he was at school. It was a compromised they had, gokudera would behave during school hours and yamamoto would leave him be during school hours. 

He ran into his house; a gun at hand. He wasnt stupid to go in blindly. He looked through the entire house but only bodies over bodies. His father was missing so his best guest was his men got him out during the chaos.

“-where are you?” he muttered. 

His green orb caught a silver ring. That was the blue stone ring Yamamoto would wear on his left hand. The next thing he saw was blood. A LOT of it. A man with was dead next to it. His stomach fell. 

“HAYATO!! DOWN” a huffing voice came from behind him. 

The silverette instinctively obeyed as he ducked. His ears where assaulted with the loudness of three gunshots, a grunt and a big thud.

“Are you hurt?” a well known voice asked him. 

Gokudera turned his head to find a bloody Yamamoto stare back at him concern and worry.

”..Ya-yamamoto? your HURT!” he hissed and went to support him. 

“You shouldnt have come..its dangerous” He stated picking up his guardian ring. 

“-tsk i can take care of myself” he replied. 

Yamamoto allowed a small smirk appeared. 

“We have to go more might be on their way lets go” He told him as they made their escape. 

They sneaked around avoiding any confrontations or shoot outs. Yamamoto managed to hijack a car from down the street and they quickly made their escape. 

“OI is this going to be okay?” GOkudera asked unsure as he opened the door to Yamamotos apartment. “Arent you bringing the wolfs to your den?” he asked. 

Yamamoto nodded. “Dont worry about it. ” he told him as they went in. 

Gokudera helped him take care of his wounds and helped him into a change of clothes. He tried hard not to stare so much but he could see the many scars he had on his body. He unconsciously  brushed his scars. 

Yamamoto flinched at his touch but decided to stay silent.

“-isnt this dangerous?” he pointed out. 

Yamamoto smiled tenderly. He placed his hand over the teens and raised it to his lips. HIs shirt end up rolling down covering the bad scratched he had gotten in the fight. 

Gokudera turn into a complete red color. 

”- oi oi what.” he stammered but fell silence when he felt the small peck. 

“its fine….because i can protect those precious to me…” he confessed.

Gokudera could feel his heartbeat speed up. Wait. He was special? To him? Really? 

“Gokudera….” he whispered. 

His other hand slowly caressed his cheek and ever so slowly, leaned down to close the gap between them. 

The kiss was gentle, pure, chaste. 

Gokudera couldnt stop his feelings from pouring out of him. Disregarding everything that was stopping him before he went ahead and wrap his arms around the Yamamoto’s neck, pulling him in. Deepening the kiss. 

Yamamoto was startled at first but oblige in deepening the kiss. 

“Gokudera….i love you” Yamamoto muttered as he wrapt his arms around him. “-and ill do anything to protect you” he promised. 

The silverette blushed heavily. He didnt want to admit it but he did want this. He wanted someone to care, to protect him like this. He wanted this. So he simply nodded. 

“-a dead idiot is completely useless to me” he stated the obvious.

Yamamoto chuckled. 

“-Your right…so next time ill get rid of them before they even get  close to you…."he promised kissing him once again.