A/N: Hi there! So here it is, the last chapter, just like we promised. This is the morning after and not a continuation of their little romp like some of you hoped for ;D Still, we hope it's gonna be enjoyable. Most of the work for this chapter was done by AdaraLove, by the way, and here's what she hast to say.

Hi everyone, AdaraLove here, I hope that everyone has enjoyed our story! This is the last chapter, and it's a lot shorter, but I still hope you guys enjoy it. I mainly wrote the omake, and I had a blast writing that, so I hope you guys will have as much fun reading it =) After this, Éthelwyn and I have another 5980 in the works, so stay tuned for that, since I'll be uploading that onto my channel!

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Chapter 3

When Yamamoto blearily opened his eyes again, early morning sunlight was filtering in through Gokudera's bedroom window. It took a moment for the taller teen to remember why he was in his boyfriend's bed before the memories of last night replayed for him.

Smiling with dreamy satisfaction, and remembering that he actually had the day off from practice for once, the content rain guardian turned his attention towards the warm body cuddled up beside him. No matter the place or time, Gokudera was always adorable when he slept. He always looked so innocent and peaceful, which was really the complete opposite of his personality, so it was a nice difference to see whenever Yamamoto had the chance.

Gokudera's head was nuzzled perfectly against his chest, right below his chin, and their legs were still entangled. Yamamoto sighed happily as he buried his face into his lover's hair and breathed in his scent. No matter what the situation was, his lover always seemed to smell of smoke and gunpowder, but a mixture of sweat and sex also reached the young jock's nose. He would be lying if he said that the smell didn't turn him on.

Trying to ignore his now growing morning problem, Yamamoto fidgeted a little bit to get himself comfortable and just watch his lover sleep, but an aching pain traveled up his spine at the movement. It was here that he realized that his backside was rather sore, and as he thought about all the crazy things he had put his body through the night before, Yamamoto wasn't all that surprised. Ugh…It was good that he didn't have baseball practice today. Actually, Yamamoto wouldn't be surprised if he couldn't move very well for the rest of the week.

Feeling his beloved begin to stir in his arms, the dark-haired teen forgot about his pain for the moment in favor of greeting Gokudera with a loving smile.

"Good morning," Yamamoto greeted gently, his eyes shining down into jade-green orbs with the utmost love as a hand came up through the blankets to caress the side of Gokudera's face. "How are you feeling?"

Little movements against his body were slowly waking the Italian up.

"Hmm...?"

Gokudera slowly opened his eyes and blinked a little. When his hazy sight cleared, a warm and loving smile greeted him. It was absolutely, stupidly contagious. Yamamoto was touching him tenderly. A sigh left the Italian's lips as he smiled back.

"Mmmmorning," Gokudera answered with a little yawn.

The caring question of his lover flooded his mind then with memories of last night. He remembered how good it had been, and how intense and rough he had been in the end. His smile faltered.

"I should ask you that! How...how are you feeling," the little bomber asked worriedly. "Did...did I hurt you badly?"

Just like Yamamoto, he cupped the side of the jock's face then. Even though it was the same tender gesture, he did it more to make sure the other would not try to avoid his gaze, so that he could discern the truth in his eyes. Why? How could he have lost control so absolutely and been so rough with Yamamoto?! Well... there was the begging, the cursing, and the deep, deep desire he had felt, but still!

To the rain guardian's surprise, Gokudera completely avoided his question in favor of asking him the same one in turn. The other's voice was filled with such worry then as Yamamoto felt one of the bomber's hands placed against his cheek, his jade-green orbs begging for the truth.

Knowing that there was no way for him to sugar coat things without Gokudera figuring out he wasn't telling the whole truth, Yamamoto just sent his love a sheepish smile as a little chuckle left his lips.

"Well, it really did hurt at first because I wasn't used to it, you know?" The jock chuckled out as easily as he could, but when he saw the look of horror cross his beloved's features, he quickly continued his explanation. "But you were so gentle with me, and I was very touched by that, Hayato. We both knew that the pain couldn't be avoided."

Yamamoto laid comforting kisses from Gokudera's forehead down to his lips before he gazed into his lover's eyes again.

"Hayato…" The young jock started gently as a large, overjoyed smile spread across his lips. "Last night…I…I can't describe what last night meant to me…It was beyond anything I have ever felt with anyone…There are truly no words for it…"

Yamamoto chuckled then in amusement before he continued.

"It…It almost felt like an out of body experience to tell you the truth. I almost couldn't believe that I could ever feel so much pleasure from a single action, from a single person…" The taller teen uttered before his voice began to shake with emotion. "I wouldn't trade last night for anything else on this world. In fact, I would gladly give up baseball this very instant if I could relive last night with you again. The pain that I unwillingly caused you, and the pain that I felt last night, was well worth the pleasure I experienced with you, Hayato, so never forget that. I'm not angry or irritated about the aches I have now, in fact, I'm proud of them, because they're there to remind me that you gave me your all last night and did everything in your power to make me feel amazing. I'm…I'm really honored that you willingly showed me that, Hayato."

Yamamoto's answer was what Gokudera had feared. It was as bad as that first time. He had hurt his lover because he had had no self-control. At least the jock seemed to have felt better near the end than he had during their first time.

When the jock explained some more, though, he tried to assuage his fears. Not only that, the other even kissed him in a sweet and comforting way. Hey... he wasn't the one that was hurt!

The next thing he knew, Yamamoto was telling him with starry-eyes how good it had been, and how he didn't care about the pain he had to go through and still felt. Even though he started out with a chuckle, his love soon became serious, and his voice was thick with emotion. Gokudera had to swallow hard at that. Since it happened to him on a pretty regular basis, he knew very well how Yamamoto was feeling. It might hurt like a bitch in the beginning, but looking back afterward, it was always worth it. Still, a pretty distinct feeling of guilt was weighing on his mind for putting his beloved through that. At least he had one big advantage to the jock. He knew how it felt and what would help.

"It was something very special," Gokudera agreed. "I don't think I...I've ever felt as close to you as I did last night. I just wished I didn't have to hurt you," he said softly and stretched a little then to kiss Yamamoto tenderly. He licked and nibbled at the other's lips for a long moment.

"We should take a long, hot shower, now, Takeshi. Believe me, you will feel better after that. It helps with the sore muscles you are sure to feel. And I bet even a stupid ace-athlete like you will feel sore in some muscle groups you didn't even know you had."

Despite the coarse way he talked, Gokudera was very careful when he disentangled from the jock, and even helped his pretty stiff boyfriend get up. The soft winces and gasps he heard made him feel even guiltier, but seeing the sheepish look on Yamamoto's face, and the smile the other still wore, he knew it was okay. He might feel a bit guilty, but he didn't need to feel bad.

Once they were in the bathroom, he started to run the water; gently nudging Yamamoto inside once it was running warm enough. "Just try to relax and...and let me do the rest," he said, blushing a little as he followed his beloved.

The very warm water was running down their bodies, heating them up. Gokudera tenderly stroked his lover's skin until he deemed the other's body temperature to be good. Only then did he start to massage the stiff back and neck, trying to be careful with the colorful hickeys and bite marks he had left there. Damn, he really had been pretty rough with his beloved.

Yamamoto was relieved to hear his lover agree that last night had been beyond anything they could have ever hoped for. He had feared that he might have been a little too mushy for Gokudera's tastes, but his beloved bomber was taking everything he said to heart, which only made the young swordsman happier.

Accepting his lover's kiss the next moment then, Yamamoto kissed Gokudera back. Soft moans and gasps escaped him as he felt the other lick and nip tenderly at his lips. He didn't know how long their kissing lasted, but all the same, it was all too soon when Gokudera pulled away from him. The taller teen whined slightly as his lover retreated, but his eyes shone with intrigue the next second when Hayato mentioned taking a hot shower.

With the prospect of more alone time with his lover and something to help his aching muscles, Yamamoto couldn't refuse the offer. With some difficulty, he managed to stand up with Gokudera's help. The young jock felt guilty for the pained noises he was making, but his backside was just beyond sore! He definitely wouldn't be on the top of his game by tomorrow.

After sending reassuring smiles his lover's way to make sure that Gokudera didn't feel any guiltier for his pain, they made it to the bathroom. Yamamoto watched on in appreciation as his beloved turned the shower on, Gokudera's creamy smooth skin shining in the bathroom light.

When Gokudera deemed the water warm enough, he urged Yamamoto in. As the dark-haired teen entered the shower, the warm water enveloping his body, he almost didn't pick up his lover's last comment, but, thankfully, he did. The jock's eyes widened in complete surprise then as he turned around to stare at his beloved. What exactly had Gokudera meant?

With eyes sparkling with curiosity, Yamamoto watched on as Gokudera joined him under the showerhead. Warm water ran down their bodies, plastering their hair to their skin, and making Gokudera look even more undeniably sexy than he usually was. Yamamoto could feel his member twitch at the beautiful sight before him and as he felt Gokudera's hands stroke gentle trails across his skin. He wanted nothing more than to kiss the other breathless then, but before he could so much as lean forward to initiate it, he was asked to turn around.

Feeling a little wary as to where this was going, the confused rain guardian turned around to face the back wall of the shower. It was here that he felt Gokudera's hands upon his shoulders, the Italian bomber beginning to massage his aching muscles along his shoulders and neck. Light moans of pleasure and relief tumbled from tanned lips as Yamamoto began to feel the knots in his upper muscles loosen because of his love's ministrations. He hadn't even known that they had been sore as well!

As the taller teen sighed in relaxation, he heard his lover comment on how he had loved the other side of him that he had showed him last night. The surprised swordsman blushed heavily as he reflected on his behavior the night before. He had acted so…slutty…if he thought about it, but how could he not get excited like that when Gokudera was making love to him?

"I couldn't help myself," Yamamoto practically moaned out as he felt his sore muscles loosen even more. "The thought of you making love to me turns me on like nothing else."

It was here that the young jock couldn't help but notice that his member was reacting positively to his lover's attention and words. It seemed that no matter what he did to try and ignore it, little Yamamoto was keen on standing tall and proud so bright and early in the morning against his master's will.

"Hayato…?" The slightly embarrassed rain guardian muttered out in slight question. He didn't know what he exactly wanted, but he at least wanted the bomber to know how his body was reacting to his stimulation. With that in mind, he shifted a bit to his side so that he could send Gokudera another sheepish smile, as well as show him his little problem.

Soft moans could be heard over the spraying water. As the smaller Italian carefully kneaded at the knotted muscles, he felt Yamamoto relax more and more, which was good. The sighs and moans reminded Gokudera of the night before, and how damn sexy his lover had sounded then. The revelation he had last night came back to him, too, and he decided to act on it. Facing Yamamoto's back made it easier on him, since he felt a little embarrassed nonetheless.

"You were quite vocal last night," the little bomber began softly, a little blush dusting his cheeks. "I...I think it was damn hot to...hear you like that. I didn't even know you could swear like that, and...and it turned me on to know I was the reason," Gokudera admitted, hoping it was good that he did it. Maybe it would make Yamamoto feel good to know how he had felt about it. Also, knowing more about what his partner liked would be good for the relationship, too, right?

His lover's answer surprised the little bomber a bit. He could very well remember the anxiety in the jock's face when they actually went through with it, but, this time, it really seemed to have been better for Yamamoto. Gokudera's blush deepened as he stood on tiptoe to whisper something into the taller jock's ear; he didn't feel like saying out loud.

That was when Yamamoto turned around a bit to look at him questioningly. The surprised Italian almost lost his footing, and kept his balance only by holding on tighter to his lover's side. That was when he saw the very obvious evidence that not all of the rain guardian's body was relaxing.

The sheepish look on Yamamoto's face actually had Gokudera laughing then. "You can't feel half as bad as I feared, stupid Baseball-Freak," he decided. Of course, he was just relieved that his beloved obviously wasn't in too much pain if he could get horny this easily. "Turn around."

It was obvious that the jock didn't quite know what to make of his reaction, but that little conundrum got cleared up a second later. Gokudera just smiled, pushed his hands into Yamamoto's dripping hair, and pulled him down into a long and passionate kiss.

Although he would have preferred to say this without having to face the other, he still pulled through then. "If...if you really liked it and...and want it, I will make love to you more often," Gokudera offered with a furious blush, "I would love to...to make you curse again."

Once the words were out, he was a little bit proud of himself. He was working hard, and he was changing for Yamamoto's sake. He wanted to be the best man he could be for him.

Gokudera reached out to stroke his lover's hard flesh then. The deep moan this elicited made him smile.

"Like I said, just relax and let me do the rest."

Without any fear for his precious pride, he dropped to his knees then to take care of Yamamoto's little problem.

Omake

To say that Yamamoto was practically floored by Gokudera's forwardness in the shower was an understatement. His lover's words had been so sexy, and the surprise blowjob was beyond erotic to the point that the taller teen personally started swearing up a storm because of how turned on he was.

Needless to say, Gokudera was pleased by his reaction, if the confident smirk on his face afterwards was anything to go by.

Seeing as he was too sore to even get on his knees to return the service, Yamamoto settled for kissing his little bomber until they were both breathless, the two of them cuddling under the rushing water afterwards as they caught their breath. Neither of them wanted to let go, but they knew that with Yamamoto's free day, they at least had one more day to spend together before they'd have to separate for probably the next month and a half.

After their shower, they dried themselves up and brainstormed on what they wanted to do for the rest of the day, since they didn't have school. After many different ideas, the two teens just decided on Yamamoto heading home to change his clothes and to make up a big bento box for them to eat in the park, and for Gokudera to head to the park and find a good spot for them. After getting dressed and sharing a few goodbye kisses to tide them over until they could meet up again, the two guardians went their separate ways.

As soon as they separated, Yamamoto quickly realized it was going to take longer for him to meet up with Gokudera than he thought. The dark haired teen was limping very badly because of last night, and he just prayed that his father wouldn't ask questions.

When Yamamoto entered the restaurant twenty minutes later, he didn't see his dad or any customers around. The regular lunch hour rush wouldn't come in for another hour, so the young jock figured that his dad was grabbing something from the kitchen when he had the chance.

Taking the opportunity to avoid conversation, the dark haired teen limped across the room as fast as he could towards the stairway, but he sadly only got about halfway there before his dad emerged from the kitchen with a tray of salmon.

"Ah, Takeshi! I didn't hear you come back!" The older man greeted with a contagious smile before his face became stern and a little reprimanding as he set down his tray at the sushi bar. "I didn't know you were going to spend the night at Gokudera-kun's yesterday. You only said you'd be visiting after practice. I was in for quite a surprise this morning when I didn't find you in bed."

"Ah!" The taller teen called out in surprise before he rifled through his sports bag and brought out his cellphone. Sure enough, there was a worried text from his father that morning. Yamamoto groaned before he sent his father an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, Pops, Gokudera and I just lost track of time last night, since we've hardly gotten to see each other with my crazy practice schedule. When I realized that it was late, he offered to let me stay for the night, and I just forgot to text you about it."

Yamamoto hoped that his half-truths were believable enough, since his dad was usually able to see through everything. If the older man detected lies from his words, though, he didn't show it. Instead, he sent his son an understanding look before he absentmindedly started wiping down the sushi bar counter.

"So you actually have today off as well I figure?" Tsuyoshi asked conversationally as he peered at his fidgeting son out of the corner of his eyes. "It seems like you want to be somewhere else right now."

"Ah, well…" Yamamoto started, unsure of what exactly to say. Wouldn't it sound suspicious if he said that he was going to spend the rest of the day with Gokudera as well after spending the night with him? "I was going to change clothes and then make a large bento. I was going to share it with my friends, because we wanted to meet up at the nearby park for a picnic of sorts, haha!"

Dang it! His dad was staring at him with a scrutinizing gaze now! What had he done to make him doubt what he was saying?!

"Friends?" Tsuyoshi questioned with a raised eyebrow as he stopped what he was doing to lean his back against the bar and look his son up and down.

"U-Um, yeah," Yamamoto accidentally stuttered, so he tried to laugh it off even though he was internally cursing at himself inside his head.

A knowing smile crossed his father's lips, which only made Yamamoto feel wary.

"Well, okay then! You don't want to keep them waiting, so hurry up!"

His father laughed raucously like he was laughing at some inside joke, leaving Yamamoto to laugh uneasily and start walking towards the stairs again, trying to hide his limp all the while. He couldn't wait to get out of there!

"Woah! Takeshi, wait up! What's wrong with your leg?!" His father's concerned voice reached his ears again, making the rain guardian wince at being unable to hide his current problem.

"Um…I kind of tripped during practice, hahaha…" Yamamoto let out lamely as he rubbed the back of his head in a sheepish manner and hoped that his smile wouldn't cause his father to worry too much more, so that he'd just let him leave.

Tsuyoshi just sighed in exasperation at that. "I swear that coach of yours is going overboard with his training. If you're not feeling better by tomorrow than I don't care what he says, you're going to sit out and heal. We want you in the best condition for when Koushien comes up in a few weeks."

The younger Yamamoto just laughed and agreed before he tried to make his way towards the stairs again. Sadly, before he could, Tsuyoshi's voice called him back with slight concern, but, this time, there was a joking undertone mixed within.

"Is that where you got the bruises on your neck, too?"

Yamamoto completely seized up after that statement, his eyes widening to epic proportions. Bruises on his neck?! Holy shit, he completely forgot that the hickeys Gokudera gave him last night were plainly visible because of the t-shirt he was wearing!

"Uh…Um, yeah, I fell and hit my neck, too, haha!" The young jock tried to laugh out, but he could tell that his voice sounded strained and desperate.

"Wow, you must have tumbled pretty hard in order to get so many bruises around it," his father mentioned with a knowing smirk that sent uncomfortable waves down Yamamoto's spine. "You have bruises on all sides of your neck…"

"Uh, yeah, it hurt pretty bad…" the desperate teen tried to utter calmly, but he was really starting to feel uncomfortable around his dad by then. It was like the older man could see right through him! "Uh, I should go and change, Dad. I told my friends that I would meet them as soon as I could, and it's already been a half an hour—"

Before Yamamoto could even finish his sentence, though, his perfect little world came to an earth shattering halt. His blood ran cold as his cellphone went off in his hand, but it just wasn't anyone that was calling him then; it was Hayato. Yamamoto knew this without even looking at the screen because his phone was on ringer, and it was playing the song that the swordsman had assigned his beloved. The poor rain guardian was internally cursing at himself to high heaven at forgetting that his phone was on and for assigning Hayato's number the cheesiest J-Pop love song he had at his disposal.

Yamamoto tried to keep his father's gaze then, smiling uneasily all the while even though he was internally screaming in fear. Why did Hayato have to call him now? Maybe he was worried why it was taking him so long to get to the park?

"Well, well, Takeshi, that's quite a song you have assigned to the person who's calling you," Tsuyoshi's voice came out teasingly as, to the young teen's horror, his dad started walking towards him with the biggest smile on his face. "I knew those bruises on your neck were hickeys! Haha! Why did you lie to me that you went over to Gokudera-kun's last night? You think I wouldn't approve of you having a little girlfriend, Takeshi? Hahaha!"

Yamamoto didn't know what to say; he was completely horror struck, and unable to pathetically limp away from his approaching father. This couldn't be happening! He had to hide his phone before his dad could see what else was on it!

Before he could even do that, though, Tsuyoshi was right next to him and had grabbed the phone from the terrified teen's grip, smiling excitedly and good naturedly.

"Now who's my little Takeshi's secret girlfriend," Yamamoto Senior laughed out as his eyes landed on the name on the ringing cellphone. "I bet she's…cute…"

Tsuyoshi's words died out immediately as he stared flabbergasted at the name flashing across the screen. Yamamoto bowed his head in terrified shame as he realized what his father was seeing. Flashing across the screen at that moment was his lover's first name followed by a heart symbol. He didn't need to look at his father to know that he was starting to put everything together now; the limp, the hickeys, and the cheesy love song addressed to a boy's name lovingly emblazoned in his cellphone. Damn it, he was such an idiot! He was all about keeping his relationship with Gokudera a secret, so why had he gone against his word and gave his love such an incriminating calling song and name?!

"Takeshi," Tsuyoshi muttered slowly, his voice and facial features completely unreadable as Yamamoto peered up fearfully at his father. "Go up and change."

There was no room for argument in his father's voice then as Yamamoto quickly limped his way up the stairs and away from his father's piercing stare. As soon as the taller teen made it too his room, he had a little panic attack, where he paced the length of his room and rubbed his hands through his hair before he actually decided to do what he came to do.

Since no one was actually there to help him this time, dressing took a little longer than what Yamamoto expected, so when he fearfully made his way downstairs ten minutes later, his father was chopping up fish for sushi behind the counter. Was it just the worried swordsman's imagination, or was his father chopping with more force than necessary?

At this thought, Tsuyoshi's eyes flew up as if he sensed his son's presence, and Yamamoto practically had another miniature heart attack on the stairs as his father's eyes met his. As soon as their eyes connected, Tsuyoshi stopped what he was doing and grabbed a large bento box on the counter beside him.

Before Yamamoto knew it, his father was pushing the bento box into his hands, and handing over his cellphone again, his brown eyes staring sternly into the dark-haired teen's hazel.

"We'll talk later," Tsuyoshi said with complete seriousness in his voice. "Now I think it's time that you take your lunch and go meet up with your boyfriend in the park."

Yamamoto just put his phone in his pants pocket, gripped the bento under one arm tightly, and nodded his head in understanding before he left the restaurant as quickly as he could. He didn't understand what it meant exactly for his father to make a bento knowingly for him and Gokudera, but it must not be all that bad…right?

Not sure on what to think any more, it took the stunned teen another twenty minutes in order to get to the park. Once he saw Gokudera, he realized that he had forgotten to call his love back. A mixture of worry and fury was pasted across his lover's face as Yamamoto approached him in a zombie-like state.

"Where the hell have you been?!" Gokudera shouted out angrily, his harsh words barely covering up the undertone of worry in his voice. "Why didn't you answer your pho—"

"—My dad found out…" Yamamoto immediately interrupted as if in a trance, his voice filled with complete disbelief as he stared into Gokudera's surprised eyes like a lost puppy. "…He knows…"

Gokudera just blinked at his tall lover incredulously as a short, heavy silence settled around them; the smaller teen's face contorting into complete disbelief a second later to match his boyfriends'.

"What the fuck did you do?!"

End