I Hope It Rains
100 Ways to Love You
Chapter 2: I Hope It Rains
Rating: T
I never noticed how much it rains. How calm it could be at times. At the same time, I would sit in my apartment alone, and stare outside. Sometimes I wanted to cry, sometimes I did. Standing at the school I looked out, shit, it was raining. Oh the bright side, I watched the weather channel, and had brought an umbrella. Then it happens. Out of the corner of my eye, I see some one waving and shouting my name. I turn around. It’s the baseball idiot.
“Hey Gokudera, can we walk home together? I didn’t bring an umbrella, I didn’t think it’d rain today.” He laughs that laugh of his, that I love. Not that I’d even mention that. With a grunt I relent. “Only because the Tenth would get worried if you’d get sick. Not like an idiot can catch a cold, but just in case.”
We walk side by side, silently. He tries to start conversations but I shake him off. Does the road seem longer than before? I stare at his hand uncomfortably as it brushes against mine. Our bodies are very close, touching slightly by the shoulder. I shiver and let out a grumble. “Are you cold?” He asks. What an obvious question. “Of course I’m cold, it’s raining outside and you wouldn’t be, your wearing a jacket!” I feel fabric touch my arms as I look up to a concerned face. “There! Now your all warm!” He laughs happily and I touch the jacket and put it on properly. We reach his house. Already. I don’t want this to end. He waves goodbye and tells me that I can return it tomorrow.
I stare at the door he closed and head back to my own house. I ended up wearing the jacket all the way home. The door opens and I go inside, the umbrella lays on the floor drying as I turn on the Weather Report again. “Tommorow is going to be cloudy with a chance of showers. Take your umbrellas, it may pour.” My heart jolts slightly. It’s another reason to be so close to him. His smell is intoxicating. I sniff the jacket and blush softly. This isn’t like me.
It’s not raining in the morning, I take my umbrella anyways. Whatever. Rather not be caught in the rain. The same thing repeating over and over again, I go to pick up the Tenth, Yamamoto grabs us, the only things that changed is that he’s not wearing his jacket. I have it. I look up at the sky during class, the sky is changing a darkish gray, my heart skips a beat. Maybe I can walk home with him again. Not that I’d even admit that. The same old same old. School ends and I’m staring out at the rain. Where did my umbrella go? I grumble to myself and the next thing I know something jumps on me. I hear a laugh, god, it’s Yamamoto. “What the hell do you want, baseball idiot?” I hiss harshly. “Ahaha, it looks like you don’t have an umbrella today, guess we’re walking home together.”
Why why did it have to rain the day I lose my umbrella? “Like hell I’d walk with you.” I’m about to run into the rain when he pulls me back, back right into his arms. My face heats up immediately and I jump back out. Though it was kind of comfortable and he smells nice...wait wait wait, what am I thinking? Concentrate Gokudera! “What the hell are you doing?” I shout at him. I blink, he looks really worried. “I don’t want Gokudera to get sick, that’s all.” He ends it with a pained laugh.
Maybe it’s how he looked at that moment, so lonely, so sad, because I ended walking home with him again. It’s the same again, except this time, our hands eventually intertwine. Don’t ask me how. They just did. And for some fucking reason I didn’t pull away. “Ah, let me send you home. I have to get my jacket anyways.” I don’t say anything, because I myself, don’t want this to end. We end up holding hands all the way to my house. I still don’t want this to end. “D-do you want to come in? It’s cold anyways and you probably need your jacket. It’s in my room.” I try not to blush, as he walks in and leaves the umbrella at the doorstep. Running into my room, I pick up the overly large jersey and pass it back to him. There’s silence again and he leaves. “T-tomorrow I’ll bring my umbrella again!” He shouts from the bottom of the apartment. I must be bad at pretending because the heat just rushes back to my cheeks.
I don’t say anything as it’s raining again. In the fucking morning. When I don’t have my fucking umbrella. I grumble to myself as I open the door to apartment to meet Yamamoto. My mouth drops open. “What the fuck are you doing here? Your house is closer to the school than mine.” I end up saying something critical again. If looks could kill Yamamoto would probably be dead. He just laughs and opens up his umbrella. We end up taking the long way to school, making excuses like, ‘I didn’t eat breakfast’ or ‘I think I dropped something around here’. It’s obvious that both of us are now avoiding school, just so that we can walk together. We reach the river side and the sky clears up. We managed to find a dry spot under a tree and sit down. Yamamoto suddenly gets up and the wind blows through his hair and clothes. He looks like he could fly.
“Gokudera.” I look up at him. I’ve already taken out my cigarette and started to light it. “I think I’m in love with you.” I drop the cigarette. Shit. “Put it out put it out!”
“See this is why you shouldn’t smoke!”
“Whew…” I sigh and I remember his words. My whole face turns the shade of red I was trying to avoid. “A-ah…idiot…” I managed as my voice cracks. “I don’t need you to tell me that…” I whisper.
“Is that a good thing?” He asks.
“Shut up, we’ve already skipped school.” I grumble as I pick up the umbrella. His face didn’t show emotion for a moment and then it spread it a wide grin.
“I love you Gokudera!”
I realize, it doesn’t really matter if it’s raining or not, because, we don’t need rain for a reason to use our own little love umbrella.
Shit. That was cheesy and embarrassing.