dear 59-kun 17
A/N: Yuuup, a real chapter. On lj. True facts are true. :D
Dear 59-kun
Relevance
Tsuna woke up early the next morning, earlier than Gokudera, in fact, and found himself easily sliding into his uniform, eating breakfast, and throwing his stuff in his bag before the obviously exhausted teenager even woke up. Setting his gait in determination, he nodded a goodbye at his mother, told her to take care of his friend-turned-romantic interest while he was gone, and stalked off to school, ready to face a certain baseball player and deal with him this morning.
He made it to school quite early, a rare occurrence, and found a similarly stressed Yamamoto greeting him, waving, but with his eyebrows furrowed and an obviously strained smile.
“Hey,” He greeted lazily, and Tsuna nodded silently, the two of them the only people in the room as of thus.
“Don’t beat around the bush,” The brunette stepped in, sounding far more tired than usual. “Gokudera’s at my place, completely wiped. I don’t want to hear some bs story about what happened-I just have to get to the bottom of this. If you’re going to keep hurting him like this, I’m not going to forgive you.” He looked pained. Losing friends was hard for the one who hadn’t had any less than a year ago, and Yamamoto was one of his closest. “And I don’t want that to happen to us.”
“Tsuna, I…” He clenched his fists, brown eyes downcast. “I can’t promise you I won’t do anything. But…I just…I don’t want anything to be messed up either.”
Tsuna frowned a bit, but accepted this, a little concerned about what he’d said, but he only let out a sigh and continued. “You’re really serious about this? You’ll be okay with…us?”
Brown eyes clenched, and he forced himself to ease up and smile, even though bitterness was laced into his response. “Yeah. I’ll be…I’ll be just fine, Tsuna.”
He didn’t believe him at all, but he took his seat quietly, and waited patiently for Gokudera to show up, butterflies churning in the pit of his stomach. This was finally it; the day he’d been waiting for.
A pair of distraught brown eyes flashed back and forth, however, still tossing the words the silver-haired teen had thrown at him yesterday evening. How else was he supposed to take that, other than, “So you screwed up; try, try again?”
So they waited. And waited. And waited.
But Gokudera seemed to be taking his sweet time in coming to school this morning.
…
When he woke up, it was already eleven-fifty A.M. Cursing himself, he scrambled out of the unfamiliar bed, halfway attempted to straighten out his outfit, and ran to school, thanking Nana for the piece of toast she’d kept on a plate for him. Chewing on it, he kept fiddling with his hair and letting the wind blow his stressful thoughts from his mind for now, but the closer he got to school, the more Tsuna’s smile flashed behind his green eyes, and the baseball idiot’s stupid lopsided grin was there as well, no matter how much he tried to forget.
Once he’d arrived at the front gate, a one Hibari Kyouya spotted him and whipped out his weaponry. “You’re late.”
“Really, hadn’t noticed,” He muttered angrily, whipping out his own weapons as well. “Get the hell outta my way, Hibari! I’m trying to go to school.”
“Those who do not get here on time do not deserve an education at my school.” He said with a smirk. “Or have you forgotten?”
“Maybe you forgot that this isn’t your fucking school!” He yelled, throwing a bomb at the disciplinary committee’s head. “Look, I’ve got better things to do than fight you right now?”
“Oh really?” He said, pinning him to the gate and holding a tonfa to his throat. Gokudera clicked his tongue in frustration, angry at himself for getting caught. “Like go fool around with Sawada Tsunayoshi? Or maybe with Yamamoto Takeshi?”
“You shut the hell up!” The silver-haired youth snarled, kicking the black-haired teen in the shins before swiping at his knees. “What the hell do you know about me anyways?!”
“I know that you’re the subject of more gossip around my school than I care to admit,” Hibari admitted with his smirk still in place. “You think I haven’t heard what they say about you, Gokudera Hayato? You think I don’t know you? You’re mistaken.”
“Whatever the fuck you’re thinking, you’re wrong!” Gokudera snarled again, getting tired of this. “Any bullshit you heard from the moron is all a bunch of shit he made up to try and win me over, but I’m tired of listening.”
“Well then, you’re stupider than I thought,” Hibari scoffed, lowering his weapons. “And here I thought you were more interesting than the rest of those herbivores…but apparently not.” With that, he stalked off, going back to his perch where he could lurk and watch over his school.
Trying not to think too deeply about what the prefect had said, he kicked the ground with a “Che!” and stalked to his classroom, looking more than a little worse for wear.
When he’d walked in, more than a few heads turned, and Tsuna and Yamamoto both looked concerned at his state, but he merely took his seat without looking at anyone, green eyes glossy. He laid his head on his desk and opted to sleep instead, trying to force thoughts out of his mind.
…
After the day was over, Tsuna stopped Gokudera, asking him if he’d come to the empty classroom across from theirs for a few minutes. He agreed tiredly, his pulse quickening in front of the shorter male.
“Gokudera-kun,” He’d started without stuttering, his caramel eyes focused on the paler youth’s face. “Would you go out with me?”
He froze in his spot, and suddenly everything he was thinking about earlier flooded to the front of his mind. For almost half a minute, he said nothing, and he finally forced words from his dry throat, so excited that his voice cracked. “Of course!” Without wasting any time, he wrapped the smaller male in a tight hug, making Tsuna giggle with the force of it before he kindly told him that he couldn’t breathe. The two of them stared at each other for quite some time, just reveling, before Gokudera pressed a soft kiss to his boss’s hand. “Of course, of course!”
From around the corner, certain brown-eyed baseball players stared on, distraught. He watched, his heart breaking, and he walked away, unsettled.
This wasn’t over. Gokudera had been trying to tell him something that night…and he’d be damned if he just let it go like that.
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That afternoon when he got home, after walking hand in hand with Tsuna, as well as sharing an actual kiss with the boy, he went into his apartment on cloud nine, and nothing-even thoughts of Hibari’s words and Yamamoto’s hurt expression from when they’d been walking home-could bring him down right now.
He sat down at his laptop, everything suddenly so much funnier to him. It didn’t mean people were any less stupid, nor his responses any less quipped, but he sat there, green eyes shining, pale fingers flashing out upon the keys more quickly than ever.
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Dear 59,
For the record, not all damn females are fucking retards! If I were there with you I'd honestly smack you upside the head like I do to all my other guy friends that lose their fricking minds. I mean yeah, a lot of girls are annoying but I myself am a girl and I really don't appreciate the degrading statements about females. Don't group me with the rest of the female population, thanks.
Anyway, I really admire your spunk, intelligence, and knowledge of the paranormal. I would love to hang out with you, because you seem like an interesting person, but you have more important things to deal with. I think you should try training with Fon for an extended period of time because the Shimon seriously need their asses handed to them. Not only that, but when Tsuna becomes the official boss, he’ll be getting many threats to his family and friends and that’ll mess with his psyche. That means sweet little Tsuna, who can kick asses and take names if necessary, will start to lose himself and you, as his right hand man, need to ensure that he pulls out of those slumps. I know that’s going to be part of your job, but coming form a family of psychics, I think you should put a little more effort into this now. Anyways, es lo que es mi amigo! And let me know when you find something paranormal!
From another person worried about yours and Tsuna’s well being,
Rina.
(P.S.-I know you, Decimo, and the rest of the Vongola are perfectly capable of handling yourselves…but that still doesn't mean Tsuna won't worry. You know Tsuna as well as I do, and that means you know how he cares for everyone.
Arriverderci e gambatte)
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Dear I’ll Do Whatever It Takes, No Matter What You Say,
It’s not that I hate females. It’s not even that I think they’re all retarded. It’s that they’re just always there. Like my sister…who’s probably hiding in the closet. Or something. Besides, if you’re so against my grouping, go become a man. See if I care.
As for the rest of what you’ve said, I’m already in the midst of training with several others. I know how the Tenth is…and I definitely don’t want him to have to deal with all of that. You’ll see-I’m going to be the best right hand man the Vongola’s ever seen!
Also, yeah, I know already. Life’s gonna go on and all that, no matter what. And for your ps-the Tenth won’t have to worry about it, if I have anything to say about that.
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Dear 59-kun
Are you in love with Ha- I mean 86-chan?
She's really cute and all, wouldn't mind ya two getting together~
Just forget a certain fish and freak and hook up with flowers instead. *3*
*5986*
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Dear FUCK NO,
The answer is fuck no. To all of the above.
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59-san,
So lately I've been seeing animals with flames on them, though they're not burning alive like one would expect. Like, the other day I saw what looked like.. a miniature lion, but its mane was on fire!
Then the next day I saw... the captain of the boxing club fighting with a...kangaroo that had flames on its ears and tail... oh, and it also had canons on its back or something. Weird.
But anyway, am I going crazy? I keep seeing all these animals. Is it some kind of practical joke?
From,
Thinking-Pokemon-Just-Became-Real
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Dear I Don’t Even…O Shi-
SHIT, THAT WAS NUTS. FUCK.
As for paper-it was, uh…a sign from God! Yeah, you know…like the burning bush. Or something.
ANIMALS WITH FLAMES ON THEIR HEADS ARE TOTALLY NORMAL. YOU DIDN’T SEE ANYTHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY. AT ALL.
RIGHT? RIGHT.
(Fuckmegottagotakecareofthat.)
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Dear 59-san
I woke up the other day in a room that wasn't not mine, and when I looked at myself in the mirror I found out that I was in my crush's body!
I freaked out and ran to MY house to find him in MY body!
WHAT THE HELL SHOULD I DO!
*BodySwap ex-girl*
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Dear You Should Get Some More Sleep And Stop Reading So Much Manga,
You poor soul. He/she/it is probably terrified.
As for what to do, get some sleep. Or do whatever it was you did to become like that.
Not my problem.
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Dear 59-chan,
I'm back~ and in Namimori too! How I came back is a secret! Don't worry, I won't hurt anyone~ I think~
Namimori's stores only have so many marshmallows! Any idea how I can procure some more?~
I guess that's it for now..well, ja ne~!
IEatMarshmallow
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Dear You Should Stop Eating Them, Cavity Boy,
They’re bad for your health. If you’ve eaten the entire town out of its marshmallows, I’m pretty sure that’s a problem.
You…how did you even? Never mind, I’m done trying to understand.
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Dear 59-san,
Did you know that YamaGo, along with HibTsu, is one of the most popular pairing in the Namimori Yaoi Fanclub? Well, you are! XD Please don't mind though...just consider what others feel for you!
Oh yes! Help me in choosing my favorite pairing from the following pairings, please! I just can't choose~
pairings: HibTsu, YamaGo, MukuTsu, MukuHib, HibTsuMuku
Anyways, good luck with your love life~Kyaa~
NoobieYaoiFangirl
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Dear UGGGH, MINDSOAP NEEDED, UGGGH,
I am just horrified at all of this. I wish I could erase it from my memory. No, I didn’t know that, nor did I want to know any of that. UGGGH.
As for choosing your favorite pairing: ALL OF THE FOLLOWING KIND OF MAKE ME WANT TO KILL A PUPPY AND/OR HURL, SO YEAH.
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Dear 59,
Ha-han.
Nyuu~
Boba...
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Dear I Really…What,
…Was I supposed to understand that, Nuts?
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Yo 59,
Don't ask who am I since you should know me better than anyone else. I just have a serious headache after hearing you scream into MY ring all the various vulgarities and problems you have so please spare me the torture cause you may still need my (or the boss) help in the future.
Beware of flying soaps soon, courtesy of the Boss himself. You may want to keep your mouth shut to prevent any from flying in your mouth.
G-san
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Dear THEY DIDN’T EVEN KNOW WHAT COMPUTERS WERE 400 YEARS AGO,
I…I’m…my brain might’ve exploded. Hope that’s okay.
On the other hand, why the fuck does everyone seem to care about my language? How I speak is up to me. Besides, just go to sleep or something. You’re trapped in there forever, so might’s well get used to it.
…Flying…soaps? I…what?
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Dear 59-kun,
For once I'm not going to poke fun at you or insult you, because from what the gossip mills have been churning about you, Tsuna and Yamamoto you sir, are in some pretty deep crap. There is no point tenderly trying to appease both sides; you're just going to hurt everyone in the end. Goddamn it, just...make things better.
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Dear, Oh, It’s Better Alright,
Well, as for the baseball idiot…he might have to go get reacquainted with his right hand again, but as for the Tenth and I, things are just peachy.
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Idiot boy,
I've lived more than twice your age, of course I've been through more. The real reason I can't stick with just one woman is because of a similar incident I had many years ago. Men or women, humans are all unfaithful. At any rate, I've seen how you've been of late and I can't just stand here and watch you suffer. Clear things up as soon as possible. Even typing an email to you makes my hairs stand on end.
And despite whatever women say about stubble, they love it. So no, I refuse to shave.
-Man in the infirmary
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Dear Stupid Doctor,
Uggh, I wish you’d stop trying to act like my parent or something. As for my life, I’m taking care of things. And no one asked you to send me an email. Go actually treat a patient or something. That’s your job, isn’t it?
No, really, your stubble’s kind of repulsive. Trust me.
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Dear 59,
Ushishishishishishi...so you're helping peasants with their problems? How pathetic, as expected of a peasant kitty brat...ushishi.
-Prince the Ripper-
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Dear GOD, I FUCKING HATE YOU,
How do you even have a computer? The Varia wasn’t supposed to be allowed them after that time when you, Xanxus, and Squalo destroyed all of them?!
Besides, what the fuck are you? A super-brat? GTFO.
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Dear 59-kun,
W-what do I do? There's a huge dog chasing after me! No, help me! It got clos-
21-san
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Dear HA HA HA HA,
You probably deserved that. Ha.
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Dear 59-kun!
I'm in Japan right now and I'd love to visit Namimori! Unfortunately it seems to be off the map and I can't find it.. Can you give me any hints to get there? On that note, please help me get a uniform so that I can see what a Junior High school is like by sneaking into your class!
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Dear GPS Is For People Like You
So yeah, buy one of those. Or, here’s an idea-ask a real person! Ludicrous, I know, but maybe that might actually work.
Also, ha. You wish you could try and sneak in. There’s this bastard you’d have to get past to get in…and he’s…yeah, no.
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Dear 59-kun
I know what did u do last summer!
BEILIVE ME I DO~
And I’m telling everyone tomorrow, hehe :D
~LemmeLoveYa~
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Dear ORLY? I’M SO SCARED,
What, sat around on my ass, went on some missions, talked to Shamal, leave Italy? How informative. My summer was indeed worthy of telling the whole of Namimori about.
…
Closing up shop for the day, he leaned back against his bed and smiled easily. He merely let the sense of joy override the nagging sense that he was forgetting something…until that something came knocking at his window.
Literally.
“Hey,” Yamamoto was there, and the silver-haired male scowled, sliding the window open for him. “Just came to talk for a little while.”
“Well make it quick,” He muttered, fiddling inside of his pants pockets for his box of cigarettes and his lighter. “I’m busy.”
“I just…wanted to make sure there were no hard feelings between us.” He said quietly, his eyes focused solely on Gokudera.
He waited for a moment before grumbling out a response. “Yeah. Everything fine.”
Yamamoto stayed around for a while, sitting next to Gokudera, but not really doing anything. It was as if this was the last time he’d see him, and he wanted a chance to take him.
Before he left, he picked up his pale and pressed a chaste kiss there before slipping back off into the night. “I didn’t forget what you said, Gokudera,” He said, his face still in the window with a sad smile. “And I’m not giving up, even if you’re with Tsuna now.”
With that, green eyes stared out of the window, feeling like a traitor to his Boss and now-boyfriend.
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A/N: I’m. Such. A. Jerk. Like, seriously. Well, either way, I hope this made your weekend. :D
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Dear 59-kun
Relevance
Tsuna woke up early the next morning, earlier than Gokudera, in fact, and found himself easily sliding into his uniform, eating breakfast, and throwing his stuff in his bag before the obviously exhausted teenager even woke up. Setting his gait in determination, he nodded a goodbye at his mother, told her to take care of his friend-turned-romantic interest while he was gone, and stalked off to school, ready to face a certain baseball player and deal with him this morning.
He made it to school quite early, a rare occurrence, and found a similarly stressed Yamamoto greeting him, waving, but with his eyebrows furrowed and an obviously strained smile.
“Hey,” He greeted lazily, and Tsuna nodded silently, the two of them the only people in the room as of thus.
“Don’t beat around the bush,” The brunette stepped in, sounding far more tired than usual. “Gokudera’s at my place, completely wiped. I don’t want to hear some bs story about what happened-I just have to get to the bottom of this. If you’re going to keep hurting him like this, I’m not going to forgive you.” He looked pained. Losing friends was hard for the one who hadn’t had any less than a year ago, and Yamamoto was one of his closest. “And I don’t want that to happen to us.”
“Tsuna, I…” He clenched his fists, brown eyes downcast. “I can’t promise you I won’t do anything. But…I just…I don’t want anything to be messed up either.”
Tsuna frowned a bit, but accepted this, a little concerned about what he’d said, but he only let out a sigh and continued. “You’re really serious about this? You’ll be okay with…us?”
Brown eyes clenched, and he forced himself to ease up and smile, even though bitterness was laced into his response. “Yeah. I’ll be…I’ll be just fine, Tsuna.”
He didn’t believe him at all, but he took his seat quietly, and waited patiently for Gokudera to show up, butterflies churning in the pit of his stomach. This was finally it; the day he’d been waiting for.
A pair of distraught brown eyes flashed back and forth, however, still tossing the words the silver-haired teen had thrown at him yesterday evening. How else was he supposed to take that, other than, “So you screwed up; try, try again?”
So they waited. And waited. And waited.
But Gokudera seemed to be taking his sweet time in coming to school this morning.
…
When he woke up, it was already eleven-fifty A.M. Cursing himself, he scrambled out of the unfamiliar bed, halfway attempted to straighten out his outfit, and ran to school, thanking Nana for the piece of toast she’d kept on a plate for him. Chewing on it, he kept fiddling with his hair and letting the wind blow his stressful thoughts from his mind for now, but the closer he got to school, the more Tsuna’s smile flashed behind his green eyes, and the baseball idiot’s stupid lopsided grin was there as well, no matter how much he tried to forget.
Once he’d arrived at the front gate, a one Hibari Kyouya spotted him and whipped out his weaponry. “You’re late.”
“Really, hadn’t noticed,” He muttered angrily, whipping out his own weapons as well. “Get the hell outta my way, Hibari! I’m trying to go to school.”
“Those who do not get here on time do not deserve an education at my school.” He said with a smirk. “Or have you forgotten?”
“Maybe you forgot that this isn’t your fucking school!” He yelled, throwing a bomb at the disciplinary committee’s head. “Look, I’ve got better things to do than fight you right now?”
“Oh really?” He said, pinning him to the gate and holding a tonfa to his throat. Gokudera clicked his tongue in frustration, angry at himself for getting caught. “Like go fool around with Sawada Tsunayoshi? Or maybe with Yamamoto Takeshi?”
“You shut the hell up!” The silver-haired youth snarled, kicking the black-haired teen in the shins before swiping at his knees. “What the hell do you know about me anyways?!”
“I know that you’re the subject of more gossip around my school than I care to admit,” Hibari admitted with his smirk still in place. “You think I haven’t heard what they say about you, Gokudera Hayato? You think I don’t know you? You’re mistaken.”
“Whatever the fuck you’re thinking, you’re wrong!” Gokudera snarled again, getting tired of this. “Any bullshit you heard from the moron is all a bunch of shit he made up to try and win me over, but I’m tired of listening.”
“Well then, you’re stupider than I thought,” Hibari scoffed, lowering his weapons. “And here I thought you were more interesting than the rest of those herbivores…but apparently not.” With that, he stalked off, going back to his perch where he could lurk and watch over his school.
Trying not to think too deeply about what the prefect had said, he kicked the ground with a “Che!” and stalked to his classroom, looking more than a little worse for wear.
When he’d walked in, more than a few heads turned, and Tsuna and Yamamoto both looked concerned at his state, but he merely took his seat without looking at anyone, green eyes glossy. He laid his head on his desk and opted to sleep instead, trying to force thoughts out of his mind.
…
After the day was over, Tsuna stopped Gokudera, asking him if he’d come to the empty classroom across from theirs for a few minutes. He agreed tiredly, his pulse quickening in front of the shorter male.
“Gokudera-kun,” He’d started without stuttering, his caramel eyes focused on the paler youth’s face. “Would you go out with me?”
He froze in his spot, and suddenly everything he was thinking about earlier flooded to the front of his mind. For almost half a minute, he said nothing, and he finally forced words from his dry throat, so excited that his voice cracked. “Of course!” Without wasting any time, he wrapped the smaller male in a tight hug, making Tsuna giggle with the force of it before he kindly told him that he couldn’t breathe. The two of them stared at each other for quite some time, just reveling, before Gokudera pressed a soft kiss to his boss’s hand. “Of course, of course!”
From around the corner, certain brown-eyed baseball players stared on, distraught. He watched, his heart breaking, and he walked away, unsettled.
This wasn’t over. Gokudera had been trying to tell him something that night…and he’d be damned if he just let it go like that.
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That afternoon when he got home, after walking hand in hand with Tsuna, as well as sharing an actual kiss with the boy, he went into his apartment on cloud nine, and nothing-even thoughts of Hibari’s words and Yamamoto’s hurt expression from when they’d been walking home-could bring him down right now.
He sat down at his laptop, everything suddenly so much funnier to him. It didn’t mean people were any less stupid, nor his responses any less quipped, but he sat there, green eyes shining, pale fingers flashing out upon the keys more quickly than ever.
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Dear 59,
For the record, not all damn females are fucking retards! If I were there with you I'd honestly smack you upside the head like I do to all my other guy friends that lose their fricking minds. I mean yeah, a lot of girls are annoying but I myself am a girl and I really don't appreciate the degrading statements about females. Don't group me with the rest of the female population, thanks.
Anyway, I really admire your spunk, intelligence, and knowledge of the paranormal. I would love to hang out with you, because you seem like an interesting person, but you have more important things to deal with. I think you should try training with Fon for an extended period of time because the Shimon seriously need their asses handed to them. Not only that, but when Tsuna becomes the official boss, he’ll be getting many threats to his family and friends and that’ll mess with his psyche. That means sweet little Tsuna, who can kick asses and take names if necessary, will start to lose himself and you, as his right hand man, need to ensure that he pulls out of those slumps. I know that’s going to be part of your job, but coming form a family of psychics, I think you should put a little more effort into this now. Anyways, es lo que es mi amigo! And let me know when you find something paranormal!
From another person worried about yours and Tsuna’s well being,
Rina.
(P.S.-I know you, Decimo, and the rest of the Vongola are perfectly capable of handling yourselves…but that still doesn't mean Tsuna won't worry. You know Tsuna as well as I do, and that means you know how he cares for everyone.
Arriverderci e gambatte)
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Dear I’ll Do Whatever It Takes, No Matter What You Say,
It’s not that I hate females. It’s not even that I think they’re all retarded. It’s that they’re just always there. Like my sister…who’s probably hiding in the closet. Or something. Besides, if you’re so against my grouping, go become a man. See if I care.
As for the rest of what you’ve said, I’m already in the midst of training with several others. I know how the Tenth is…and I definitely don’t want him to have to deal with all of that. You’ll see-I’m going to be the best right hand man the Vongola’s ever seen!
Also, yeah, I know already. Life’s gonna go on and all that, no matter what. And for your ps-the Tenth won’t have to worry about it, if I have anything to say about that.
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Dear 59-kun
Are you in love with Ha- I mean 86-chan?
She's really cute and all, wouldn't mind ya two getting together~
Just forget a certain fish and freak and hook up with flowers instead. *3*
*5986*
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Dear FUCK NO,
The answer is fuck no. To all of the above.
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59-san,
So lately I've been seeing animals with flames on them, though they're not burning alive like one would expect. Like, the other day I saw what looked like.. a miniature lion, but its mane was on fire!
Then the next day I saw... the captain of the boxing club fighting with a...kangaroo that had flames on its ears and tail... oh, and it also had canons on its back or something. Weird.
But anyway, am I going crazy? I keep seeing all these animals. Is it some kind of practical joke?
From,
Thinking-Pokemon-Just-Became-Real
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Dear I Don’t Even…O Shi-
SHIT, THAT WAS NUTS. FUCK.
As for paper-it was, uh…a sign from God! Yeah, you know…like the burning bush. Or something.
ANIMALS WITH FLAMES ON THEIR HEADS ARE TOTALLY NORMAL. YOU DIDN’T SEE ANYTHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY. AT ALL.
RIGHT? RIGHT.
(Fuckmegottagotakecareofthat.)
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Dear 59-san
I woke up the other day in a room that wasn't not mine, and when I looked at myself in the mirror I found out that I was in my crush's body!
I freaked out and ran to MY house to find him in MY body!
WHAT THE HELL SHOULD I DO!
*BodySwap ex-girl*
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Dear You Should Get Some More Sleep And Stop Reading So Much Manga,
You poor soul. He/she/it is probably terrified.
As for what to do, get some sleep. Or do whatever it was you did to become like that.
Not my problem.
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Dear 59-chan,
I'm back~ and in Namimori too! How I came back is a secret! Don't worry, I won't hurt anyone~ I think~
Namimori's stores only have so many marshmallows! Any idea how I can procure some more?~
I guess that's it for now..well, ja ne~!
IEatMarshmallow
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Dear You Should Stop Eating Them, Cavity Boy,
They’re bad for your health. If you’ve eaten the entire town out of its marshmallows, I’m pretty sure that’s a problem.
You…how did you even? Never mind, I’m done trying to understand.
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Dear 59-san,
Did you know that YamaGo, along with HibTsu, is one of the most popular pairing in the Namimori Yaoi Fanclub? Well, you are! XD Please don't mind though...just consider what others feel for you!
Oh yes! Help me in choosing my favorite pairing from the following pairings, please! I just can't choose~
pairings: HibTsu, YamaGo, MukuTsu, MukuHib, HibTsuMuku
Anyways, good luck with your love life~Kyaa~
NoobieYaoiFangirl
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Dear UGGGH, MINDSOAP NEEDED, UGGGH,
I am just horrified at all of this. I wish I could erase it from my memory. No, I didn’t know that, nor did I want to know any of that. UGGGH.
As for choosing your favorite pairing: ALL OF THE FOLLOWING KIND OF MAKE ME WANT TO KILL A PUPPY AND/OR HURL, SO YEAH.
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Dear 59,
Ha-han.
Nyuu~
Boba...
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Dear I Really…What,
…Was I supposed to understand that, Nuts?
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Yo 59,
Don't ask who am I since you should know me better than anyone else. I just have a serious headache after hearing you scream into MY ring all the various vulgarities and problems you have so please spare me the torture cause you may still need my (or the boss) help in the future.
Beware of flying soaps soon, courtesy of the Boss himself. You may want to keep your mouth shut to prevent any from flying in your mouth.
G-san
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Dear THEY DIDN’T EVEN KNOW WHAT COMPUTERS WERE 400 YEARS AGO,
I…I’m…my brain might’ve exploded. Hope that’s okay.
On the other hand, why the fuck does everyone seem to care about my language? How I speak is up to me. Besides, just go to sleep or something. You’re trapped in there forever, so might’s well get used to it.
…Flying…soaps? I…what?
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Dear 59-kun,
For once I'm not going to poke fun at you or insult you, because from what the gossip mills have been churning about you, Tsuna and Yamamoto you sir, are in some pretty deep crap. There is no point tenderly trying to appease both sides; you're just going to hurt everyone in the end. Goddamn it, just...make things better.
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Dear, Oh, It’s Better Alright,
Well, as for the baseball idiot…he might have to go get reacquainted with his right hand again, but as for the Tenth and I, things are just peachy.
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Idiot boy,
I've lived more than twice your age, of course I've been through more. The real reason I can't stick with just one woman is because of a similar incident I had many years ago. Men or women, humans are all unfaithful. At any rate, I've seen how you've been of late and I can't just stand here and watch you suffer. Clear things up as soon as possible. Even typing an email to you makes my hairs stand on end.
And despite whatever women say about stubble, they love it. So no, I refuse to shave.
-Man in the infirmary
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Dear Stupid Doctor,
Uggh, I wish you’d stop trying to act like my parent or something. As for my life, I’m taking care of things. And no one asked you to send me an email. Go actually treat a patient or something. That’s your job, isn’t it?
No, really, your stubble’s kind of repulsive. Trust me.
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Dear 59,
Ushishishishishishi...so you're helping peasants with their problems? How pathetic, as expected of a peasant kitty brat...ushishi.
-Prince the Ripper-
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Dear GOD, I FUCKING HATE YOU,
How do you even have a computer? The Varia wasn’t supposed to be allowed them after that time when you, Xanxus, and Squalo destroyed all of them?!
Besides, what the fuck are you? A super-brat? GTFO.
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Dear 59-kun,
W-what do I do? There's a huge dog chasing after me! No, help me! It got clos-
21-san
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Dear HA HA HA HA,
You probably deserved that. Ha.
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Dear 59-kun!
I'm in Japan right now and I'd love to visit Namimori! Unfortunately it seems to be off the map and I can't find it.. Can you give me any hints to get there? On that note, please help me get a uniform so that I can see what a Junior High school is like by sneaking into your class!
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Dear GPS Is For People Like You
So yeah, buy one of those. Or, here’s an idea-ask a real person! Ludicrous, I know, but maybe that might actually work.
Also, ha. You wish you could try and sneak in. There’s this bastard you’d have to get past to get in…and he’s…yeah, no.
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Dear 59-kun
I know what did u do last summer!
BEILIVE ME I DO~
And I’m telling everyone tomorrow, hehe :D
~LemmeLoveYa~
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Dear ORLY? I’M SO SCARED,
What, sat around on my ass, went on some missions, talked to Shamal, leave Italy? How informative. My summer was indeed worthy of telling the whole of Namimori about.
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Closing up shop for the day, he leaned back against his bed and smiled easily. He merely let the sense of joy override the nagging sense that he was forgetting something…until that something came knocking at his window.
Literally.
“Hey,” Yamamoto was there, and the silver-haired male scowled, sliding the window open for him. “Just came to talk for a little while.”
“Well make it quick,” He muttered, fiddling inside of his pants pockets for his box of cigarettes and his lighter. “I’m busy.”
“I just…wanted to make sure there were no hard feelings between us.” He said quietly, his eyes focused solely on Gokudera.
He waited for a moment before grumbling out a response. “Yeah. Everything fine.”
Yamamoto stayed around for a while, sitting next to Gokudera, but not really doing anything. It was as if this was the last time he’d see him, and he wanted a chance to take him.
Before he left, he picked up his pale and pressed a chaste kiss there before slipping back off into the night. “I didn’t forget what you said, Gokudera,” He said, his face still in the window with a sad smile. “And I’m not giving up, even if you’re with Tsuna now.”
With that, green eyes stared out of the window, feeling like a traitor to his Boss and now-boyfriend.
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A/N: I’m. Such. A. Jerk. Like, seriously. Well, either way, I hope this made your weekend. :D
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