"Today's the big day!" Yuni cheered walking ahead of Tsuna. His wounds weren't healed so he still had his injured look, that Haru called cosplay.

"It's just a baseball game. It's not even official." More or less, it was the baseball club, students from Tsuna's class, and Namimori middle students who were interested in joining. 'Or the truth of it! They just want to hang out for the weekend.' Haru made him join in because supposedly they were going to write an article about it. Tsuna's intuition concluded that it was an excuse and they would blow it off.

"But Yamamoto is the baseball captian, right?" She shyly asked Tsuna. She was twiddling her index fingers, looking down, bashful.

"Oh, got a crush on him! Want me to introduce you." He teased poking her cheek.

"Stop it!" She whined crossing her arms trying to scowl. He chuckled.

They had arrived at the school field. Only three other students from Namimori middle came, Lambo, I-pin, and Fuuta. The baseball club also left for lack of participation, leaving Yamamoto alone. 'Wait! What's Hibari doing in the announcers both?'

Tsuna spotted his target, ready to embarrass Yuni.

"Oi! Yamamoto!" He waved animated for attention.

"Onii-chan!" Yuni repeatedly jumped up in front of Tsuna, trying to reach his hand to stop his antics.

Yamamoto turned his head, stopping his practice pitches on the mound. It was Tsuna, an estranged friend, and a middle schooler, his little sister right? "Tsuna?" He scrunched his eyebrows. Why was he acting so nice? Maybe the day he asked for help and confronted him, apart of their friendship was fixed. Yamamoto genuinely waved back. "Glad you made it!" Even more motivated with his practice pitches. He still had a chance at mending things. Maybe...

Tsuna cringed with defeat on his face. 'Opposite affect! I was trying to shame Yuni, but ended up supporting Yamamoto...'

"Tsuna-kun!" She walked to him from the dug-out. Accompanied by Haru and Chrome. Unfortunately, her two best friends. This was the moment he truly dreaded.

"Hey..." Glaring at the ground. His head was down as he ruffled the back of his hair with one hand. What else could he say.

Yuni happily greeted them. They repaid it in turn. Nobody noticed the underlined tension between the two.

Tsuna didn't know if she would talk to him or not. She was probably still mad.

With determined lips, "... Baka-Boss." Chrome's only capable insult. But it was weak and barely coherent.

"Ara?" Was that supposed to be mean?

She thrusted her arms down more lively than ever. "Baka-Boss!" Shy determination. Her eye squirming, waiting for his response.

Haru and Kyoko were curious as to what this was about, but didn't say anything. They only watched it play out. If only they had popcorn.

"Y-You're right, Chrome... Sorry."

She dropped her anxious shoulders and sighed in relief.

Yuni jumped back in shock. "Onii-chan completely understood her! The language of the mute is amazing!"

"Yuni, don't be rude!"

"What was that about?" Kyoko asked. They all walked into the dug-out, trying to get the details from the quiet Chrome. She stuttered with rose pale cheeks, not able to explain.

Tsuna was left behind. 'I-I almost recognized myself as part of their group.' He decided he would take his spot in the stands, above them. Away. He was headed towards Gokudera. The best option at least.

"Tch." Gokudera purposely got up and shoved past him, rather than to sit next to him.

Tsuna stumbled a bit on the bleachers, but held on to it. "Thanks Gokudera-kun."

Gokudera stopped and turned his head. His silver locks covered his expression. He faced forward, ignoring him again.

Tsuna smiled as he left and took a seat at the back highest row. He dropped his smile and stared at his palm. Gokudera slipped it there. A sun flame capsule. He could heal himself later. 'Yosh.'

"Hey Tsuna, mind if I sit with you for a moment."

Tsuna balled his bandaged fists and placed them in his pockets. "Sure, Yamamoto." This was beyond weird. 'I purposely sat up here to avoid you guys.'

"Sorry." Yamamoto had honest weak eyes. Tsuna rose an eyebrow. "For bothering you, and also for involving you with this game, I know, you rather not, but it feels like old times right?"

"Y-Yea, I guess so."

"Um, back then, I did some real hurtful things."

"Yamamoto, have you ever been one of the people who hurt me?" Tsuna interrupted, shaking his head answering his own question. Yamamoto broke his apologetic smile and met Tsuna's one good eye. "For god's sake, look at me!" He whined in a no good voice. Maybe Haru was right. Somethings don't have to change.

Yamamoto's fake face vanished and his true laugh came out with Tsuna's.

They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, enjoying the nostalgic scenery of their old school.

"Tsuna... I'm going for it." Yamamoto's eyes were hard for the first time in a while. "With Kyoko."

"Oh." Tsuna mumbled. "Good luck."

It was a bright beautiful day. Tsuna stared at the peaceful sky and the relaxed atmosphere of the field, as the clouds strolled by. A few dandelions were swept away by a gentle wind. The perfect day to be confess, if there ever was one.

"Are those two really going to announce the game..." Out of all the sociable creatures present, why was it Hibari and Chrome!

"Seeing as how we don't have much of a turn out let's make it a fun game guys." Yamamoto offered.

"This is pointless." Tsuna whispered, until Haru pinched him.

"Tsuna-san, this is important." With knowing eyes. They began to whisper outside of the group. She waved them off. "Club activities. We'll be right there!"

"He told you too?"

She nodded. "This is what it's really been about. A confession of love." She held her hands over her heart with a passion for the romance in the air.

Tsuna gritted his teeth. "Oi, leave me out of these things."

"Hahi! I thought you would be on board! Especially after last time."

Tsuna sagged his shoulders. "Whatever." She puffed up her chest in victory. 'Her positive vibe is too hard to deny.'

They began a friendly game. Somehow, Tsuna was the only one on the side of the middle schoolers.

"T-That's another out!" Chrome did her best to announce. Hibari was napping, with Hibird singing after every inning.

'They actually made a great team...' Tsuna sweatdropped staring up at them. He ignored the fact that he was the one who struck out. With that failure, the game was over.

"It was fun being on your team, Yamamoto!" Kyoko popped up next to him as he drank water at the fountain behind the school.

Tsuna and Haru were putting back the equipment that the middle school let them borrow. "Done." He huffed, dropping his hands on his knees.

Haru cheered locking the equipment shed. "If Yamamoto is going to try something, now is his best shot. They just won a game together and are both heated up from it. Emotions must be high!"

Tsuna coughed for breath, hunched down. He was still too drained from the last time he used his skyflames.

He rose one finger. "One problem with all that."

"Hahi! Don't tell me you have feelings for Kyoko too."

He shook his head as they began to walk back to school, to turn in the keys. "How do you think Mochida will react to Kyoko, after this?"

Haru recalled what Kyoko said that day. She repated her thinking pattern. A finger to her lips, glancing up at the sky. "But it all depends on what she says, or if Yamamoto can even do it. Maybe you're thinking too far into it Tsuna-san. Are you sure you don't have something for Kyoko?"

Tsuna ignored her claim. He shrugged his shoulders. "Intuition, I guess."

'But what about Yuni? She was pretty infatuated with him the whole day.' He ignored that. It was just a crush.

Tsuna was mindlessly turning the corner, until she grabbed his collar and flung him back. She hid both of them behind the school wall. Her eyebrows were scrunched, and eyes focused, with puffed up cheeks. She signalled to be quiet with a finger to her lips. She used the same finger to point around the corner.

His bushy hair innocently popped out as he spyed. 'It's Yamamoto and Kyoko-chan, in front of the water fountains.' Yamamoto looked especially nervous with tinted cheeks. That was rare and only ment one thing.

Haru glared at Tsuna's back. What was he thinking about all this? "Let's go another way." He whispered to her. His monotone voice sounded colder than usual. He walked past her without making eye contact at all.

Haru tried to agree, but couldn't voice out her words. Her throat was shut, and it was hard to swallow what she actually did to him. She dropped her cheerful spirit with her eyes. 'Maybe I shouldn't have involved Tsuna-san...' She follwed behind him. For the first time, their silence was uncomfortable, and she didn't know how to feel about that. She wanted to apologize, but she imagined he would only brush it off with an insincere response.

Yamamoto and Kyoko came back to the field holding hands. It turned out well for them...

Tsuna-san kept his usual quiet attitude, but it was forced and his eyes were shadowed by his hair.

"Tsuna-san, I..." When ever I try to say sorry, my throat clogs. It was because of those brown orbs. I don't see anything looking back, only my reflection. I can only finish with a whispered, "Nevermind..." And avert my eyes.