33. Light (1/1)

-light-

her ankle is sprained from the fall down stairs.

she smiles and laughs to everyone around her, insisting that she doesn't mind the injury at all. she jokes about it, makes it a light hearted thing- "never got down stairs quicker y'know!" she says over and over again, making people shake their heads and smile at her ridiculous positivity.

he sees how she looks over at the school track and field though. he hears how every now and then she starts to say she's heading off to club but then looks down and remembers the injury she has acquired. her smiles are strained and laughter forced, no longer

ight. it's painful to see kahiro sitting on the sidelines during pe, this quiet look of bitter longing to be running around and taking the place of all of the people complaining about the exercise.

but kahiro's a good liar to everyone, even him at times.

i'm handling it.

yeah, i wish i was out there but i'll live.

it's not really that big of a deal.

they're all heading to tsuna's house after school when he properly sees through everything she's saying. reborn pops his head round a corner and informs them all that bianchi is cooking food and everyone is about it eat it, making gokudera pale and sprint off ahead, yelling that he cannot allow his beloved tenth's mother to die from such a horrific thing. yamamoto runs after him, not understanding the gravity of the situation and laughing as he sprints.

tsuna is about to run too, horror seeping into his veins at the prospect of bianchi killing everyone. he then sees kahiro standing beside him almost awkwardly, smiling sheepishly.

"ah, go on ahead! i'll catch up soon."

it's horrible how he catches the lie in her final words, i can't catch up quickly, i'm slow you know right now, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it.

"...want a lift?" he offers it quietly and he really does despise how kahiro's so unused to people offering her the same things she'd offer everyone else, seeing how her eyes gleam in surprise and gratitude.

"if you're offering then…" she speaks light heartedly but there's real, honest thankfulness in her tone of voice. he helps her onto his back and kahiro laughs, one arm wrapped round his neck whilst the other points forwards. "onwards, steed!"

"i'm not a horse kahiro." tsuna complains as he begins to jog, thanking god he's gotten stronger since meeting reborn. she keeps on laughing-

eathlessly now since she yells every now and then when he almost drops her. tsuna can't help but laugh too at her shrieks if his grip on her loosens or her silly comments that refer to him as being her horse now.

it's not easy to carry her on his back whilst jogging but the weight doesn't really bother him. in fact, he feels almost lighter with every real laugh that escapes her lips.