Fic: And Yet
Fandom: KHR
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: references to yaoi
Genre: Angst
Pairings: One sided 5927, 2780
Disclaimer: Not mine
And Yet
There are days, certain days where no matter how hard he fights it the hurt lodges somewhere in the middle of his chest and refuses to let go. When jealousy and hurt at being passed over time after time rage like his namesake.
He doesn’t understand it, not one bit. He’s the one who fully understands the situation they’re in. He’s the right hand man, the one who’s been there from the beginning. He’s done everything and anything.
And yet.
Baseball head is the special one. He doesn’t show the respect that the Juudaime deserves, always calling him by his first name. Tsuna. Just...Tsuna. And names are important. They determine a person’s standing in relationship to the other. He knows that Yamamoto calls him Gokudera, without any suffix, so it really shouldn’t matter that Tsuna is just Tsuna.
And yet.
No, it’s not the Tsuna that makes him so mad. It’s the Yamamoto that gets to him. Just Yamamoto. While he? He’s stuck with the infernal ‘kun’ at the end of his name. Gokudera-kun. And he would do anything to be rid of it, to have Tsuna feel like he was close enough, important enough for it to be unnecessary.
And yet.
He’s not blind or stupid. He sees the looks they give each other. The gratefulness and excitement he sees in Tsuna’s whenever Yamamoto appears. The look of quite peace Yamamoto directs at Tsuna. He knows intuitively, the same way a storm knows when to unleash its power, that the two are blind to the other’s feelings, and will in all certainty remain that way for some time. That should bring him a glimmer of hope, knowing there’s still a chance.
And yet.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: references to yaoi
Genre: Angst
Pairings: One sided 5927, 2780
Disclaimer: Not mine
And Yet
There are days, certain days where no matter how hard he fights it the hurt lodges somewhere in the middle of his chest and refuses to let go. When jealousy and hurt at being passed over time after time rage like his namesake.
He doesn’t understand it, not one bit. He’s the one who fully understands the situation they’re in. He’s the right hand man, the one who’s been there from the beginning. He’s done everything and anything.
And yet.
Baseball head is the special one. He doesn’t show the respect that the Juudaime deserves, always calling him by his first name. Tsuna. Just...Tsuna. And names are important. They determine a person’s standing in relationship to the other. He knows that Yamamoto calls him Gokudera, without any suffix, so it really shouldn’t matter that Tsuna is just Tsuna.
And yet.
No, it’s not the Tsuna that makes him so mad. It’s the Yamamoto that gets to him. Just Yamamoto. While he? He’s stuck with the infernal ‘kun’ at the end of his name. Gokudera-kun. And he would do anything to be rid of it, to have Tsuna feel like he was close enough, important enough for it to be unnecessary.
And yet.
He’s not blind or stupid. He sees the looks they give each other. The gratefulness and excitement he sees in Tsuna’s whenever Yamamoto appears. The look of quite peace Yamamoto directs at Tsuna. He knows intuitively, the same way a storm knows when to unleash its power, that the two are blind to the other’s feelings, and will in all certainty remain that way for some time. That should bring him a glimmer of hope, knowing there’s still a chance.
And yet.