T̶H̶E̶ F̶A̶L̶L̶E̶N̶

No. 4

Disclaimers: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn
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The sun had set a while ago leaving the sky to a pitch black that seemed blueish from the moon, along with the stars that scattered the sky. I took in the great beauty of it. Smiling to my self as I looked up at the sky.

I was still riding on the back of Yamamoto as he cared me to his house. My body was slick with sweat, blood and grim from the fight. It made me feel like I was back there again, instantly sending my stomach into a furry of backflips. I felt sick just feeling or thinking about those times and quite frank desired to forget.

The back of my shirt, now covered in blood was sticking to my back like a germ. It made it feel like a second skin almost and I couldn't help but want to get the shirt off fast not liking how used to this I was. The sweat on my brows and forehead dried ages ago leaving just my shirt to be soaked. The wind blew harshly as it did all day. Refusing to let go. The cold bitter air nipped at my skin making me feel cold as I shivered. Takeshi was considerably warm but even so I couldn't help but shiver even as I tried to hide it. Yamamoto must have noticed as he picked up the pass. Walking faster. We passed under many different street lights, taking different turns at many different places.

"We're here" at the sound of his voice I looked at the restaurant TakeSushi. With great ease Yamamoto had the door open without even a struggle. He walked into the deserted restaurant closing the door behind us.

"Aww Takeshi my boy your ho-" just as the man was about to finish his sentence he popped out from around a corner taking in the state of both Takeshi and me.

"Could you get the fist aid kit. My friends pretty injured" the man instantly became serious as he rushed to the back room to fish out a fist aid kit. Yamamoto sat me down on a stool by the bar table, then turned around to look at me. With out asking he removed my tie and peeled the shirt from my skin, leaving me in just my pants and shoes. When he seen the bandages that littered my torso and upper arms by the shoulder he was slightly baffled. He looked from my waist up and stopped at my neck where a bandaged also laid. His father soon returned taking in my appearance giving the same baffled look his son gave.

"What happened Tsuna..." Takeshi asked almost barley over a whisper. However, due to lack of any sound or sorts in the place at the moment his whisper was heard clearer then day. I looked at him contemplating where to answer his question or not. I turned my head away for a split second thinking it over.

"It's alright you don't have to tell me until your ready" my head shot back over to see the grinning face of Takeshi. He smiled kindly at me in understanding before taking the first aid kit from his dad to lay on the counter. Both Yamamoto's began to work removing the bloody bandages and cleaning the wound. I tried to shrink done when I felt there gazes on my bony body. My ribs were very visible and my stomach looked like it had caved in. My arms were thin hardly leaving any room to pull at skin. Every place that should have skin was nothing but bones. I felt like a skeleton for the first time.

"Do you have a place to stay?" I looked over surprised to see Takeshi's father had been one the one to ask. I looked him over to see him still wearing his work attire. He had a smile plastered on his face the entire time.

"No...I was in the middle of trying to find a job so I could rent an apartment... The hospital was letting me stay until I could find one." I finished. Before I could even think I was looking back up at him surprised.