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When Hayato found himself back in his world, alone, he naturally had written off what happened at the manor as a dream... but at the same time... he couldn’t help but feel the pangs of heartbreak. He felt stupid for falling for something that had to have been a dream.... but the idea of having someone that loved him for just being him... it... it was too good to be true... but didn’t matter now. He had to push his feelings aside. His future self had failed the Tenth, now he was in the future with his boss to try to prevent this from happening. But it wasn’t easy, the Vongola were being hunted for their Vongola rings by the Millefiore family. While he didn't want to admit it... he was scared. He had already failed the Tenth once, he was in this strange foreign world where there was a price on his head, and to top it all off he had lost the boy who loved him.... naturally his mood had taken a SPECIAL turn south. He had already lashed out on Yamamoto a few times. Now him and the baseball idiot were screwed into an all knew lifetime because he lost his temper. One of the Millefiore generals had engaged them in a fight, Yamamoto was down, and now Hayato was being toyed with by Gamma. The man had him pinned on the ground, stepping on his hand until their was a sickening crack. Hayato screamed in agony but refused to say a word... he would gladly die for his boss’s sake. This was all his fault to begin with. If he hadn’t acted out... if his future self hadn’t failed his boss....

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Importance of training or not, Ryuutaro does not like getting interrupted at times like this. With an annoyed sigh he breaks away. For a moment his disapproval is clearly to be seen on his face, but then his usual expression returns.

"Looks like you have to get going then."

Gokudera lingers for a moment before separating, then fixes Ryuutaro's yukata, as it had slipped a little when he was exploring his boyfriend's chest. Once that's done he moves his hand to Ryuutaro's cheek, gently caressing it with his thumb.

"Sorry."

And he gives Ryuutaro one more quick peck on the lips, before getting up. Bianchi simply lets out a sigh.

"It's not like you're being sent to your death Hayato, unless you think you're too weak to survive the training."

He scoffs, "With you, I never know."

She shakes her head and ignores her brother's words, "Ryuutaro, you're welcome to come watch if you like."

Ryuutaro ponders for a moment. It was either watching or being alone in the library. Watching this world's kind of training would surely be interesting. It was probably much more informative than reading this world's books. Besides he could stay where Hayato was - always a plus.

He nods gracefully. "That would be very interesting for sure. Thank you."

Hayato brightens up a little, well now at least he wouldn't be too far away from his boyfriend. Naturally Hayato takes Ryuutaro's hand as they walk down the hall. While Hayato was shy about most public displays of affection, this he was alright with, this an maybe a few little pecks here and there when the mood was right.

Which unfortunately with Bianchi around, it was not.

They enter a little control room that overlooks a room that seems to be simulating a sandstorm in it. Bianchi rather abruptly shoves a backpack into her brother's arms, and pushes him to the door to the room with the storm in it.

"OI! I can walk on my own! Piss off!" He separates from his sister and turns to Ryuutaro for a moment, "Can I have a kiss for good luck?"

Because who better than to give good luck kisses?

As if Hayato hadn't already have enough kisses today... but honestly, who is Ryuutaro to deny him? Especially when this was about good luck. Ryuutaro wouldn't miss out on a chance to say those two words.

The fortune-teller chuckles and leans forward to give Hayato the sweetest little kiss imaginable.
"May good luck come your way", he whispers affectionately before stepping back to let Hayato do whatever he had to do now.

And that just seems to make Hayato swell up will an almost child-like glee. This wasn't going to be any problem at all! He takes the backpack and heads into the room with the storm.

Once Gokudera is out of earshot Bianchi heads to the console and turns to look at Ryuutaro.

"I am not going to go easy on him. Consider yourself warned."

Ryuutaro just nods with his signature-smirk that just appeared on his face most of the time.
"Don't worry, I wasn't expecting you to. What use would it be? A real enemy won't go easy on him either."
It felt a bit strange to hear himself talking like that. When did fights like this become so natural to him? When did he start constantly worrying over his and Hayato's life?
It's the moment in which he realizes that he definitely isn't the person he was before all this started anymore. So much about him had changed, he had already left his old life so far behind...
This wasn't so much of a new start anymore. Just another of the blurry transitions he'd gone through since the real start of changes.

She looks over to Ryuutaro with a little smile, she wasn't expecting words like that from a boy who looked so delicate. Hayato had chosen his true love very well. The little moment of Bianchi approval is abruptly cut short by Hayato's voice coming in through a speaker.

"OI! WHAT THE FUCK IS IN HERE?! YOUR DEMON SPAWN!? THE FUCK IS WITH THIS ROOM!?"

.......................... Yeah no chance in hell she's going easy on him after that.

"It's a room designed by your future self. It's a simulations of a desert storm complete with poor vision and footholds. Twenty of my scorpions are in there with you. To clear this you have to eradicate all twenty scorpions in one minute."

"WHAT?! THAT WORKS OUT TO ONE EVERY-" Excuse Hayato while he has to spit out some sand from his mouth," THREE SECONDS!"

Scorpions? And it didn't sound like ordinary scorpions either.
Ryuutaro couldn't help but be a bit worried, regardless of what he'd just said. But this was training. And this was a cruel world. He should get used to it already.
The boy takes out his bey, just to feel the familiar shape against his hand made him feel stronger.
Curiously, he waited for how things would go on.

Bianchi sighs, if she wanted to even try to get a result out of him, she was going to has to try and set him off. She knew while her brother's temper often hindered him in ~~just about everything~~ most situations, it could be used to his advantage here.

"It's alright if you hate me. That's to be expected hm? I am not the same as you. I am the daughter of father and his legal wife."

And the look on Hayato's face on the monitor. He wasn't expecting her to bring that up. All the conflict from the whole situation, "YOU-"

"You're very fortunate the Hayato of this era left most of this Systema C.A.I. here." At his sister's words Hayato opens his backpack, "As long as you're you, you should be able to figure out what your future self was thinking."

"These..." They were so familiar... he knew the system they were apart of... but why couldn't he remember how it worked?!

"So start thinking."

Ryuutaro had been holding his breath at this blunt provocation. Training or not training, he didn't appreciate at all to have his boyfriend talked to like this.
But the conversation went on while he was still deciding whether or not to comment on it.

At the appearance of the systema he sighed silently.
"And the time paradox inside the time paradox unfolds..."

As a fortune-teller is still was a bit discomforting to see time bended like this, but at this point he was really used to it. Back and forth, hopping through time, worlds and dimensions... There wasn't too much to surprise you after that.

Well that grueling training lasted for hours before Hayato was just so frustrated and exhausted that he just couldn't take it any more, despite his sister's relentless pushing. The best he had even gotten with his training was three scorpions, and those were more-or-less just lucky shots. What made everything worse is he had known how the systema C.A.I. worked, why couldn't he figure it out again now?!

Eventually he had enough, and stormed back into the room, battered, bruised and covered in sweat, almost breaking the door on his way in.

"FUCK THIS! Come on Ryuutaro, let's get the fuck outta here I'm done!"

Bianchi HARDLY seemed happy about this decision.

"So you're just going to run away again? Like you did from the mansion? It's a skill you've become quite good at, Hayato."

And the teen froze in his tracks for a moment, gritting his teeth in rage... and a deep-seeded insecurity. Then, taking Ryuutaro's wrist he storms off down the halls, away from the facility, the Systema C.A.I. tucked under his free arm.

Ryuutaro stumbled after him, not like he had much of a choice at the moment. But soon he managed to get his steps to be steady, following without problems until Hayato finally decided to stop.
Ryuutaro freed his hand from his boyfriend's grip, instead taking the other's hands into his own gently.
He didn't say a word, just waited for the other to calm down a bit more.

And calm down he does. After a few deep breaths his irate expression turned to that ashamed look. He felt absolutely worthless. The bastard runaway couldn't even muster up enough strength or wasn't smart enough to figure out something he already knew how to use! He leans his head down so his forehead rested on Ryuutaro's shoulder, just hiding his face.

"...I couldn't do it."

"You couldn't do it yet", Ryuutaro corrected as he moved up his hand to start petting through Hayato's hair. "We both know you can and will. That makes a difference."
His voice was silent, yet very confident. He believed in this, even though he hadn't seen it with his ability. But in the end the way of seeing it didn't change anything.
If the time paradox didn't go completely crazy on them, Hayato should be able to do it sometime.

"But I should be able to! I Know how to use it... but I can't remember how..."

He pulls his head back, feeling a bit guilty about Ryuutaro paying so much physical attention when he was so... filthy. He takes Ryuutaro's hand and kisses it before interlacing their fingers together.

"Sorry... I'm all... gross..."

Ryuutaro shrugged. Despite what he looked and acted like, he didn't mind to get himself dirty that much. As long as his face was fine, he was, too. You couldn't live as a traveling blader for too long without being a bit resistant to things like this.

"Well, then you should take your time to clean up", he smiled.
Actually he wanted those bruises to be taken care off as well, but he knew Hayato would just shrug it off... And even if Ryuutaro knew Hayato had so, so much worse, he still didn't like the thought of small wounds ending up ignored. They could sum up. He wouldn't like it.
But since saying it was no use now, he'd wait for a better moment to get that done.

Hayato planted a quick kiss on his forehead and stepped back.

"Right, I'll get washed up and meet you back in the library? The girls are probably cookin' somethin' right now if you want to eat while you wait. Sine Bianchi was with me, it should be safe."

Hayato, of course, didn't feel much like eating at the moment, his head was still reeling from the past few hours of events...

Ryuutaro nodded.
"Alright, I'll pass by at the kitchen and then wait for you in the library."
He understood the desire not to eat. Over long he'd go up against it, but right now he'd let Hayato avoid meals. It was not like he was any different when he was in difficult situations.
While usually they were day and night (who was day and who was night though had yet to be really determined) at some points they were just too similar.

Hayato nods and heads off, he spends a bit more time than usual in the shower. Partially because it would give hima few mor minutes to eat ~~and be fawned over by the girls, Hayato knew how much he liked that~~, but mostly because dear god he was FILTHY and has now grown a new hatred for sand. After he's FINALLY done getting the little particles out of his hair and everywhere else he gets dressed and heads to the library.

And as Ryuutaro predicted didn't make half an effort to treat the injuries... other then picking at the open wounds to try and get the sand out. Probably making them worse, but he didn't really care. He opens the door to the library, and looks around for his boyfriend.

"Ryuutaro?"

Ryuutaro was sitting on the floor, leaning against a bookshelf, a book in hand. Even if he had been meaning to learn about this world, in the end he ended up with something about hypnosis. Which was at least the same level of usefullness, thinking that he'd really need to improve on this matter.
As Hayato entered he looked up, putting the book aside.

"I'm over here."

And Hayato walks over and takes a seat next to his boyfriend and just FLOPS onto his shoulder. He was tired and sore all over.

"What are you readin'?"

Because Hayato's eyes are closed and he really doesn't feel like looking for himself. Please forgive his damp hair Ryuutaro.

Eww, damp hair feels kind of weird to suddenly touch your skin. Ryuutaro shivered, but it didn't bother him too much.
"A book about hypnosis. While I already know a thing or two about it" - well, enough to do that you-burn-alive thing... But Ryuutaro's good at playing things down when he knows people know he's better than what he says- "But it's definitely something I need to improve on. Pisces is not an attack type, I can't hope to turn it into an effective straight-forward weapon, but that doesn't make us useless."

"So illusions n' stuff?"

Since in his world hypnosis and illusions are one in the same... unless you are Mukuro and have taken it to horrifying levels.

"Chrome knows a lot about that stuff.... she's almost stable... maybe once she's out of the hospital wing you could talk to her... too..."

And he's just going to nuzzle against Ryuutaro's face a bit, he didn't get to snuggle enough anymore.

"Yes, illusions...", Ryuutaro preferred to simply call it 'magic' though. That wasn't exactly the most correct expression, he knew very well that he wasn't able to perform real magic, but it kept people interested and sounded spectacular.
"I should talk to her then. Beyblading alone won't bring me very far anymore now..."

Ryuutaro turned to Hayato a bit more, taking him into his arms.