THE SKIES DECISIONS

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Narrator POV:
It took mere seconds before the whole rooftop was filled with students and teachers. Worry filled their eyes and hushed assumptions and gossip soon began to spread.

"Dang it! He is really about to jump!" "I can't believe that the baseball star is about to commit suicide..." "But doesn't he have everything one could wish for?" "I heard he got dumped." "What??? He had a crush?!" "Who cares. He's doing that just to get attention." "Shut up! Yamamoto-senpai isn't like that!" "Hah, how would you know you aren't even in the same class as him." "Have you noticed? His arm is plastered!" "How careless." "He has a game to win!"

On a higher spot of the roof sat the  Disciplinary Committee Leader, Hibari Kyoya. His stormy grey eyes observed the crowd and the tall teen behind the fence, merely centimetres before falling into his death.

Takeshi POV:
I looked into the sky, trying to find comfort. The seemingly endless blue, always there for the elements and their cravings. Whether it be the raging of the storm or bullheadedness of the lightning or the infinite brightness of the sun. A place where the clouds can freely roam around and the mist may play its ticks. Maybe some rain could wash my sorrow away. 'Yeah... That would be great... A sky, a place where I could be myself, where I don't have to be perfect, where I would be welcome for who I am and not for who others want me to be.'

I looked behind me and saw many classmates and teachers. 'Why are you all standing there like that? Are you just curious or actually worried for me?' I entangled my fingers into the metal wire fence and leaned my head against it. 'Can't someone please help me? I need help! Please! I beg you... Someone, anyone please help me-' "Oi, Yamamoto." I winced at the sound of his voice and lifted my head, just enough, to look into his eyes. A few meters away stood no other than Sawada Ietsuna.

A growl escaped my throat and I forced myself to form words. "..What do you want?" My voice was cold and stern but he wasn't affected at by it. Instead, he had a smug look on his face. "What what? Aren't you happy to see that someone cares whether you jump or not?" His words echoed in my mind, each re-run stung more, than the previous one. "Huh? Why do you make it sound like I do this ... to gain ... attention?" "You're not?-" He tilted his head and frowned a bit. "- I guess you're a fuking air-head then."

The other students just watched and I began to breathe harder, hands clutching harder around the wires of the fence while my vision began to fog up. A lump builds up in my throat and I feel like I'm about to cry. "W-why would you say that? Weren't you the one to suggest me, to train harder for the upcoming match to make sure we win?" "Don't give me the fault that you're unable to perform. I have nothing to do with your inability to get things right. And here you are and accuse me in front of the whole school that I told you to break your arm because you trained too much? Is that what you wanted all along?" "N-no! I have ne-never said anything like t-that! I just said th-" "There you go again with your show. What are you? A child? Can't you deal with your problems on your own, without making it the problem of others?"

A tear escaped my eyes and I squatted down onto the roof cornice. '...Maybe he is right... And I am the problem... or is he? I don't know anymore." My head ached and my fingers weakened. 'If I just let it end here no-one would miss me, so it's okay... right? It's my fault anyway... I just have to-' Just as I was about to let go someone caught my wrist. I looked up and saw sunset-coloured eyes staring right down at me. "What? Do you want to make fun of me as well? Like your brother did? Am I just a joke to you guys?" My words were weaker than I expected but the brunette just tightened his grip.

"Yamamoto. Your worth isn't something others could ever define. You are precious. You don't have to earn someone's sympathy.-" He continued to stare right at me and behind my mask. "Why would you be so nice to me? We never really talked before, s-so why now?" "I'm sorry about that, but I have a reputation as Dame-Tsuna and I feared you could get bullied if we were associated with another.." I looked away thinking back to all the times someone made fun of him... 'I should have helped him ... back then... Maybe everything would have changed...' I tried to visualise the thought and I couldn't help but regret ignoring the shenanigans around him.

"Just think about your loved ones, your father would be devastated-" 'Pops... I hadn't thought about him...' "-and if that's not enough then think about me. Humans die fairly easily, leaving only memories behind. I don't want to see you die... " He stopped mid-sentence and as I looked up he cried. "P-plea-please d-don't die!" I couldn't help but stare at him. 'Why is he crying like that? But somehow it kinda feels nostalgic...' I pulled my sleeve down and started wiping his tears away.

"Thank you, Tsuna. Maybe all I needed was someone like you. Someone who accepts me with all my flaws." The brunette smiled sheepishly with tears rolling down on each side. "No problem Takeshi. Do you want to come away from this edge now?" "Yeah, we-" Just as we were about to stand up the fence bent. 'Shit! Is this how everything will end? Just as I found someone like Tsuna, a sky like a person who's accepting and warm?'

My thoughts raced and before one of us could move the metal snapped with a loud snap. *pwang* All happened in a wink of an eye and gravity pulled us down. "I closed my eyes getting ready for the impact... But instead felt a harsh tuck.

I carefully open my eyes, letting them adjust to the bright sunlight. "Huwaa! We-we are levitating!" "Not exactly -" I looked up and saw that Tsuna still held onto me... And his other hand was held by the new delinquent in our class. "Hayato! Could you pull us up?" "Right away, Tsuna-sama!"

A smile slowly formed on my face, ending up in a wholehearted grin.

"...Th-...thanks, guys!"