Teach Me Love - Chapter 18

Summary: "Show me this so-called greatness of the power of love," Hibari ordered. "Fall in love with me." Haru could only stupidly gawk at him. Just what the heck did she get herself involved in? HaruxMultiple Pairings

My lack of KHR knowledge might make some things untrue or some characters OOC! XD

I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn because if I did, there would be a lot more Haru loving!

Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise and grammatically wise.  I don't really have time to re-read and edit things.

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Chapter Eighteen: Girl Talk

HappyFace1886

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Haru gasped in surprise at the feel of soft lips against her own and Yamamoto eagerly took advantage of that, his tongue slipping into her mouth. His hand was pressed against her lower back, pulling her close so that she was pressed intimately against him. Her hands clutched onto his shirt, her fingers tightening over his jacket as it felt as though her mouth was being devoured by a starved man who had depraved himself for too long.

Yamamoto’s other hand held the back of her neck, her head tilting back a bit more as his tongue speared itself deeper into her mouth. Gods, he had waited for so long for this moment, to be able to taste her lovely mouth and to hold her so close like this.

He tangled their tongues together, coaxing her to join his, but the feel of that alone was too much for Haru. Her legs shook and she leaned more into his hold, trembling at the sharp sensations he was evoking. And so, he went a gentler route, rubbing her lower back soothingly while he indulged himself with the sweetness of her taste.

She whimpered, gasping as he finally drew his lips away for air. But even then he didn’t want to stop. He splayed kisses all over her face, having wanted to do so for so long. And now he would no longer hold himself back. Not when he was so close to losing her to others.

“Y-Yamamoto-san?” she breathed out, her brown eyes glazed and confused.

“I don’t expect an answer now,” he murmured and leaned forward to place a gentle chaste kissed on her puffy red lips that screamed of how they had been thoroughly ravished just moments ago. “But I’m not going to back down so easily.”

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Haru entered into her room in a daze, her eyes round and blank as she walked into the room completely unfocused. Her bag slipped onto the ground with a soft thud and she stepped forward listlessly until her shins hit the bed and she fell forward, her head hitting the soft pillow.

Silence.

Followed a loud shrill scream.

If it wasn’t for the fact that her father was in a late-night meeting with his fellow professors, he would have surely come rushing into her room to see what was wrong. Of course if he did, he would be completely lost as Haru would be discovered rolling on the floor, clutching onto her head.

She ended up rolling too far near the end and went over her bag. Continuing the roll, she hit her desk hard and remained there for a milli-second before she launched herself to her bag. Haru rummaged through it and let out a sharp cry of triumph when she found her cell phone. She was in near tears due to panic, her fingers clumsily dialing the phone.

“Please, please, please Bianchi-san, pick up the phone.” Haru pleaded tearfully.

The dial clicked as the phone was answered.

“Hello?

Haru promptly shut her phone off with a muffled squeak. Of course Tsuna-san would have to be the one to pick up the phone when she was panicking. Right now she couldn’t even casually ask him to give the phone to Bianchi-san. He was part of the problem!

First Tsuna-san. And then Gokudera-san. And now even Yamamoto-san?

What was wrong with the world today? Only a few weeks ago, she had been the most inconspicuous girl in the universe! Other than the fact that she was often found alongside a certain blood-thirsty prefect who was being hunted down by a crazy mad-man...

But disregarding Kyoya, her life had gone from completely normal to defying the laws of probability ever since she had agreed to help him understand the power of love. What kind of world was she living in right now? A shojo-magazine?

The power of love... right, the power of destroying one’s life and driving it into utter-chaos was more like it!

“Hahi,” she bemoaned her fate and reached up her bed in order to grab her teddy bear. Once she found it, she promptly pulled it towards her, clutching it tightly. She then remained still with her eyes closed. “Love is so complicated... I-I mean, I’m not in love or anything, right? Haru’s feelings towards Kyoya are just... just very confusing. I thought that once I finally ended my unrequited feelings towards Tsuna-san, I could figure out what it exactly it was that I felt for Kyoya, but in the end, things just got messier.”

She sighed, shaking her head frantically. No, this wasn’t the time for self-pity. It was her fault anyways, being so oblivious to her own feelings. Not to mention, she had charged onto this assignment of teaching Kyoya about love just because she had been stubborn and hot-headed when he had so bluntly scorned the power of love in front of her.

Love was a confusing emotion after all, capable of great and terrible feats.

Haru groaned loudly. Why couldn’t Bianchi-san be the one who had picked up the phone? She had made a mess of things by trying to go on that ‘date’ with Tsuna-san to end things –another rash decision she had made even though Bianchi-san had protested it- and now she was stuck in another rut.

She needed a love guru for goodness sake!

Unfortunately, Bianchi-san was clearly out right now. She couldn’t call the Sawada household again after hanging up so abruptly like that. Tsuna-san and Gokudera-san were also both most likely on the edge after the incident at the park. No need fray their nerves even more than they already were.

...so who could she talk to?

Haru bit her lip.

She really didn’t want to do this.

But she really needed the help.

She lifted her phone up and scrolled through the list of contacts. It had been a while since they had talked, mostly her fault since she had been the one avoiding the other... but honestly speaking, Haru missed her and would really appreciate the help right now.

And so she pressed the call button and waited to hear the familiar sound of the phone being picked up. “Hello? Kyoko-chan?”

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“It’s certainly been a while, Haru-chan.” Kyoko said gently with a smile, taking a sip of her tea while Haru fidgeted from across from her. “How have you been?”

Haru stiffened. “Um... Haru has been doing fine. The usual problem, school and... stuff.”

Kyoko nodded. “True. We have to get ready for the high-school entrance exams, after all. Are you still aiming for Midori High School?”

“Yeah,” she nodded glumly. Oh goodness, she had forgotten about that. All the studying she had missed because of personal issues... urgh. “Haru really wants to go to school with Kyoko-chan, but Haru’s Otousan said that he’ll let Haru do whatever she wants as long as she attends the schools of his choosing. Of course he would choose Midori High.”

“It is a hard school to get into,” Kyoko agreed. “But Haru’s attending Midori Junior High, right now. I’m sure you’ll get into Midori High as well.”

“Thanks,” Haru mumbled.

“Now then,” Kyoko lowered her cup onto the saucer, “what’s this big problem that you want to discuss with me?”

“Hahi?” Haru said weakly.

Kyoko gave her a patient look, one that bordered being motherly. It was a look Haru had seen often when things got a little crazy with Tsuna-san and the other and a look Haru often saw when she would occasionally unburden her worries to the brown haired girl. It was another thing that made her admire Kyoko, the way she was able to maintain her calm amongst others in the midst of the chaos. “Haru-chan, I know we haven’t known each other for that long, but I think I understand you well enough to see that something is bothering you. I don’t know what it is that I can do, but if I can, I want to help.”

“I-I know,” Haru poked at the uneaten cake in front of her. For once, she wasn’t feeling any cravings for sweet, which was feat by itself. Sweets were something she’d practically inhale when it came to complicated moments in her life. “Ano... has Kyoko-chan ever had moments as though the world is playing a cruel joke on you?”

“I’m sure everyone has felt that once in a while.”

Haru nodded, her fidgeting growing worse. She then inhaled deeply before speaking shakily. “W-Well... it’s because... well... what do you do when there are several people who might have feelings for you but you have no idea how you feel and you’re afraid that you’re just playing with everyone’s emotions and might destroy several precious friendships and end the world as we know it?”

By the time Haru was done, her chest was heaving and her hands were tightly clutching onto the white tablecloth of the café table. Kyoko was staring at her wide-eyed and there were even several patrons glancing their way curiously.

“Ha... Hahahaaha,” Haru said loudly, laughing nervously with one hand at the back of her head, “H-Haru saw t-that in a tv drama and was wondering what others would say about the plot. S-So what do you think Kyoko-chan?”

Kyoko was silent for a long time, unsettling the already nerve-wrecked Haru who was bordering neurotic with how she kept fidgeting. “So the guys all like this one girl, but the girl isn’t sure who she likes? Are you sure that’s how the guys truly feel? Did they all confess to her?”

“Erm... one of them did... and another one kind of did... as for the other two, she’s not sure, but the one who did confess said that all three of them were kind of... getting in his way now s-so maybe they all like her?” Haru’s eyes shifted away. Gokudera-san had been acting weird along with Tsuna-san. Kyoya had kissed her so that must meant something... though with the socially challenged boy, who knows what he meant with the whole kissing and hovering over her protectively. Yamamoto-san was the only one she was sure of where he stood.

“How did the one who ‘kind of did’ confess?”

“H-He kissed her and... kind of looks after her,” she mumbled, unwilling to add in the chaotic factor of how they had been doing this crazy pretending boyfriend-girlfriend thing so that this boy could understand the power of love... like this was some magical girl anime show. Hahi, what had she been thinking when she agreed to teach him that? She didn’t understand love either! What right did she have to teach a completely naïve person about it?

“But did he say he liked her?” Kyoko coaxed.

Haru shook her head. “Not really, b-but he said she was his. The guy isn’t really good with people. He doesn’t like crowds a-and is sort of violent, always getting into fights. But he’s a good person at heart! He’s just... different.”

“Well then, it’s simple.” Kyoko smiled at Haru. “The two who didn’t confess don’t count because they didn’t take the time to tell their feelings to the girl. The two who did confess though have their feelings out. This means that the girl has to take the confession into consideration and give them an honest answer.”

“But what kind of honest answer can she give when she doesn’t even understand what she’s feeling?” Haru groaned, wanting to bang her head on the table.

“Did they demand an answer right now?”

“No... the one who confessed said that he’ll wait, but the one who kind of confessed is different. He doesn’t understand no and is really pushy. He might get angry if Ha-the heroine might show interest in another person.” Haru said tiredly. Who knows what sort of rampage Kyoya would go into if he knew she was dating other people. He didn’t even know what he was doing –social norm wise. He was just moving in accordance to his instincts!

Kyoko tilted her head. “But that’s not his right to enforce, right?”

“Hahi?”

“Love doesn’t work that way, Haru-chan.” Kyoko said kindly with a gentle smile that always had that soothing effect on people. “It’s a two-way street and has to come from both ways. If this boy really feels for her, then he has to be patient and wait for her answer. And so, since they both asked her, they both have to wait... if what they want is a truly honest answer from the heart, that is. If their feelings are light-hearted, then they’ll forget her and move on with their lives. But if they truly care and want her, they’ll wait for her no matter how long it takes for her to realize what she feels.”

“...it feels unfair to them though.”

“Those are the risks that come with loving someone, neh? The painful waiting game.” Kyoko said with a playful wink.

Haru smiled. Kyoko-chan always had a way of making her feel better. And she was right. She had to think about this calm and carefully. Yamamoto-san and uh... Kyoya somewhat... had honestly expressed themselves to her and she owed it to them to give an honest reply back.

“Thanks Kyoko-chan,” Haru murmured.

“No problem,” Kyoko said with a smile before her eyes widened with interest. “So what kind of TV drama is this? It sounds very interesting.”

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::tsuzuku::

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AU: ...to be honest, I really don’t think Yamamoto would give a kiss that intense at the beginning. It would be more soft and sweet so he doesn’t scare her off... but I decided to give a little fan-service and let that happen. For those more ‘in-character’ types, relish the imagination of him just giving the chaste kiss at the end minus the ravished part, but those who liked the steamy kiss... um... yay? 8D

Also, this chapter was really hard to churn out. I felt like I was pulling off my nails while writing it and even though it's so short, it took all day. -___- sorry about this. Hopefully the next one will be better.

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