So this is a collection of Yamamoto x Haru oneshots, and these are all inspired by a picture on DA, and what ties these all together is that they are all by the same person.

The artist's name is Kyunyo, and I really love the works, thus I decided to write these all. Of course I got permission to do so, and the artist is knowledgeable of me writing this so I am allowed to write this without much consequence I believe.

So I saw 6 that I would be able to write for, so I guess this will end at 6, but if Kyunyo can ever come out with more, and if I really like them enough to get inspired by them, I'll continue this.

With that, I suppose this is one of them pending stories of mine, huh? HA HA

Anyways, enjoy! (Links will be placed at the end so after reading you can see if you feel as though I was able to grasp the feel of a particular piece. 8) )

Note: Yes, Koshien is for the highschool students I believe, there was a small time skip. Ha ha, now that we understand this, let's move on~

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me and this is all purely fan-based all for the sake of being a fan of the wonderful Yama x Haru. The ideas belong to Kyunyo as these oneshots are based off of her drawings, so the credit goes to her. VISIT HER STUFF AND GIVE HER LOVE. NOW!

http:/kyunyo(dot)deviantart(dot)com

#1- To the Batting Cages!

"Yamamoto-kun~"

GLOMP!

Yamamoto stumbled back, but he held himself upright, barely managing to keep himself from stumbling over and bringing the petit girl with him.

He chuckled at the little girl that ran up to him wearing a baseball uniform, of course custom-made by Haru herself mind you.

She seemed to be very supportive of his love of baseball, cheering him on at all of his games, trying to help him practice every once in a while in any way that she could.

It was always good to see her, and her energetic self cheering him on.

It always seemed to bring a smile onto his face and he laughed openly at her. "Ha ha! Yo, Haru! How are you today?" He asked her, his hands around her waist, trying to steady her so she wouldn't fall.

Haru beamed happily at him, giggling brightly, that bright bubbly bout of happiness he always loved to hear any time of the day.

"Haru is good-desu! She is excited for your game later today! You will do great like always!" Haru said loudly, obviously very excited for his game. This game wasn't jus tany ordinary game. It was an important game that could decide their seat in Koshien, every baseball players' dream to reach.

He was going to pave his team to Koshien, they've all worked so hard after all.

Yamamoto nodded his head, feeling a bit anxious about the game, but he was confident.

Everyone was working hard and he was in his best condition. Just about nothing could bring him down.

He even had his lucky charm in his arms right now.

Nothing could possibly go wrong, he could feel it.

"Ha ha, well I'll try my very best at least." Yamamoto smiled at the girl.

The girl that has been with him for quite some time now.

Whether it be raining, or scorching hot outside, she would often jog along with him in the mornings and sometimes at night.

She would stay and watch him practice, no matter how long he practiced for.

Mind you, he often practiced alone for hours in the town park, and she would always sit nearby and just watch.

Of course she didn't just watch. If she was busy with work, she'd bring her work with her and watch at the same time as doing her work.

It was nice having someone nearby while practicing. It makes you… feel comfortable, more motivated to try harder.

Sometimes, she would bring some pom poms and cheer on the sidelines cheering him on, and she wasn't that bad at it either, perhaps it was her skills as a gymnast that helped her.

Whenever a big game was coming up, that's when Yamamoto put forth extra hours and effort to practicing himself to ensure that he would be on the top of his game for the real thing.

Haru would bring in lemon slices coated in honey for him, having read that it's good for replenishing energy lost in tough games.

He never asked her to do all of this for him, but still she came every day without fail to watch him practice, keeping him company when all others would rather do something else with their busy lives.

He somehow found himself getting attached to the little girl, sometimes taking a break from his practicing and he would spend it talking to her, learning something new about her every day.

Like her cute little hair whirl at the top of her head, the types of cakes that she liked, knew about her various problems in life, and much more.

"So are you going to practice right now? I brought some honey covered lemons for you today. I also brought out my pom-poms to cheer you on while you practice. OH! Since you'll be out for a while, Haru thought that it would be a good idea to pack a lunch. She packed a BIIIG obentou for the two of us to share when you get hungry. Haru won't let you skip eating your meals because you got so absorbed with practice this time." Haru huffed.

Yamamoto grinned widely, finding Haru's homemade obentou's to be the best there was around.

They were carefully made, full of love, and just every bite was a dancing sensation for the tongue.

He couldn't help but feel excitement in his chest walking towards the batting cages, where he was going to start practicing his swinging at for a bit before practicing in an open field.

"Really? I can't wait to try it then. Let's see how much better you've gotten since the last time then." Yamamoto smiled at her.

"Ah, Yamamoto-kun?..."

"Yeah?"

"Can you put me down now?" Haru asked.

Yamamoto laughed openly at her.

He looked at the corner of his eye to see her cheeks slightly flushed in embarrassment and he shook his head.

"Maa maa, this isn't too bad is it? I'll carry you over there. You are like my lucky rabbit's foot. If I carry you around, I feel like I'm getting luckier." Yamamoto laughed as Haru's cheeks flushed a darker red of a color.

She pouted, and she didn't say anything in resignation, not wanting to feel like she was going to waste some luck by denying him this chance.

"Well, Haru has been told she's a lucky charm. Fine, only to the batting cages, though, okay?" Haru bartered with him.

He grinned, hoisting her up so he could carry her easier and to make it more comfortable for her, and he walked off towards the batting cages with a triumphant look about his face, humming the Namimori's school anthem to himself.

"To the batting cage we go, then!" Yamamoto laughed.

Haru held onto him to ensure that she didn't fall and she smiled to herself silently, feeling his warmth, and smelling his scent coming off from his clothes.

It really smelled like him, and she really liked his smell, she almost couldn't get enough of it.

"Smells nice…" she whispered to herself.

"Did you say something, Haru?" Yamamoto asked her with an amused tone.

Haru blushed, hitting his back with her little fists lightly.

" Haru didn't say anything-desu! Don't pay any attention to Haru, you are embarrassing Haru-desu!" Haru whined.

Yamamoto laughed, shaking his head, setting her down on the bench next to the batting cages.

"Now, I can't ignore you, I like Haru, so I can't ignore you." Yamamoto laughed walking over to his favorite cage, bringing out his bat from his bag and he started a few practice swings before he turned on the automatic ball throwing machines, hitting every single ball that was being hurled his way.

Haru watched him as he hit every single ball almost effortlessly, maybe this being the fruits of his hard work?

She continued to watch him bat away all of the balls with a smile that was ever growing on his face.

He had such a carefree smile! She couldn't help but feel drawn in by his smile. His love for baseball was similar to her love of costumes, which of course he never failed to humor her with.

Maybe, that is why she started to be interested in his love of baseball because of how interested he was with the costumes she'd make.

"By the way, I think you smell nice too." Yamamoto said before he swung his bat nice and wide to hit the ball to hit the top of the batting cages where a button was placed and a song played denoting that he's hit a homerun. "Yosh! A home run! I'll do just great tomorrow, told you that you were my good luck charm! Ha ha!" Yamamoto laughed triumphantly, laughing to himself proudly.

"Ha-hahi! You-you can't just tell people that they smell good so randomly-desu! It's embarrassing! When have you smelled Haru? That is so weird-desu!" Haru squealed in embarrassment, hiding her face in her pom poms.

Yamamoto looked back at her with a confused look , tilting his head in confusement.

"You told me that I smelled good though." He said.

"Hahi! D-don't say that so loud-desu! Haru didn't think you actually heard!" Haru fidgeted in her seat nervously wondering if he thought of her weirdly now.

He only laughed at her nervous antics, finding them irresistibly cute.

"Thanks for staying with me all of the time, Haru. I don't get so lonely when I practice anymore." Yamamoto said as he resumed his hitting practice.

Haru stopped her fidgeting, staring at his wide back that was facing her.

The warm back that belonged to her favorite baseball player.

"You're welcome I'll stay with you any time." Haru spoke a little bit under her breath but she knew he heard her when he laughed shortly afterwards, hitting another home run.

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Hopefully you all enjoyed this. 8)

If Kyunyo is reading this, I hope that so far I'm doing your works justice. I'm really trying to get the grasp of your work. OTL

If I failed this one, let's hope I can get the other ones to work.