A/N: ok so i wrote this at one in the manga wen it felt like miyuki was bein super traitorous by choosing furuya over sawamura at the end of chapter 33 of act 2 manga and i went and TYPED THIS UP COS I WAS FURIOUS lol :P so this was a long time ago XD enjoy!

That Fateful Night

It was dark in his dorm room. His room mates, Kuramochi-senpai and Asada, were sound asleep; he could hear their even breaths from where he lay on his own bed. He couldn't sleep tonight… no, tonight, Sawamura was perturbed.

Sawamura liked him. He was sure of it.

Ever since he first laid eyes on him, when he first proposed that he'd be his catcher in a small game against the big, mean senpai (Sawamura had forgotten his name), Sawamura knew he liked him.

His tanned skin, gleaming in the sunlight, and his cocky smile. How fast Sawamura's heart had beat when he had pitched straight into his catcher's mitt - the sound it emitted was still ringing in his ears.

He had liked him since that day, since he swore he'd work hard to get the ace number at Seido high school. Sawamura remembered thinking about him non-stop after that day - how he wanted so badly to play in a game with him, how he yearned to form a battery with him. He'd get excited at the thought - even in the middle of the night when everyone in his house was asleep - then he'd feel pumped and the urge to pitch again.

On his first day of practice, Sawamura remembered the excitement and anxiety of meeting him again. He had berated himself a lot when he slept in late - although that was Kuramochi-senpai's and Masuko-senpai's fault for not waking him up! - because he had wanted to see him as fast as he could.

And then, when Sawamura did see him - he had appeared out of nowhere behind him, just as late as he was, both of them crouching close together. The thought of how close they were still made his cheeks warm.

Sawamura would become ace and form a battery with him, a well-known high school catcher. That was what he thought would happen…

Until Furuya showed up.

Everything went downhill after that.

Sawamura couldn't get the images out of his mind. Furuya had joined the first string before him, and since then, had formed a battery with Miyuki more than he had. It didn't stop there either - after the third years graduated, Furuya had then become ace… which had been the very goal Sawamura had strived for.

Of course, now, Sawamura was steps closer to his goal now. Furuya was now in a slump - this was his chance! He'd seize his chance for the ace number and Miyuki's battery partner… and maybe...

An image of Miyuki's worried face as he watched Furuya crossed Sawamura's mind.

There was something going on between those two. Sawamura knew it. He could see it in the way they looked at each other, the way Miyuki-senpai's face brightened up whenever he saw him, their occasional, brief hand touches and their long practice hours after practice itself had ended.

Sawamura knew it and wanted to confirm it - but at the same time, he was extremely nervous and scared to find out. If it were nothing, he'd be relieved but… what if it wasn't nothing? What if the two of them were really -

Sawamura shook his head violently. His emotions were swirling and his gut felt clenched.

Nope. He couldn't sleep.

Getting out of bed, Sawamura traipsed over to the door and slipped on his shoes. Perhaps he'd go out for a walk and clear his head a little.

Walking out, the night's cool breeze enveloped him. He welcomed it gladly, since he was feeling extremely feverish at the moment. He closed the door shut behind him, sighed heavily, and shook his head again.

Maybe he'd go for another run around the field with his tire. Yes! He threw his arms in the air ecstatically, a bright smile on his face. That was it! That would help prevent him from thinking about unnecessary things! Then, when he finished, he'd be tired enough to fall asleep.

Then, a slight noise to his left made him give out a shout of fright.

"G-ghost?" His hands found the doorknob behind him - he was ready to fly back into his room and offer Kuramochi-senpai as an offering, if need be - he turned his head to look back at the source of the noise.

It was a blond boy with the rest of his face cast in shadow from the lights behind him. The light overhead had broken - Sawamura had been told they'd be fixed tomorrow morning since there were no more light bulbs - but why at a time like this?

Sawamura was frozen as his eyes adjusted to the dim light. The boy wore t-shirts and pajamas, and had a athletic build. He was also silent, just watching Sawamura -

Could it be?! Was this a ghost of a previous student-aspiring-baseball-player who had been asleep for all these years?! And now, with all the noises Sawamura had been making (had he made any loud noises? He wasn't even sure anymore) he had finally awoken this angry spirit?!

Sawamura's soul almost left his body as two bright, blue orbs glowed in the shadow of his face -

Sawamura let out a terrified cry of terror. "I'm sorrrryyyyyyyyyyy that I woke you from your slumberrrrrrrr - !"

"Can you calm down?" a slightly exasperated, familiar voice said.

"Wha-" Sawamura blinked, and squinted harder.

The blond boy moved closer to Sawamura, now entering the range of light from the bulb behind Sawamura. Sawamura sighed loudly in relief at the sight.

"Wolf boy!" he exclaimed. "I've never been so glad to see you!"

Indeed, it was Okumura. They had both had a rocky start, but after Sawamura had saved the team from a pinch in the semifinals against Ichidaisan, their relationship had improved - especially after Okumura's sudden promise during their batting practice. Sawamura assumed the boy had finally acknowledged his true power, and that he desired to catch for him as well.

Okumura looked at Sawamura with neutral, unreadable expression.

"Why aren't you in bed?" he asked.

"I was going to go for another run!" Sawamura said, hands on his hips. He laughed loudly. "After my performance against Ichidaisan, I've got to keep up this momentum, you know?"

"Overworking will have the opposite effect," Okumura replied.

"I won't overwork! No worries!"

"No. You definitely will."

Sawamura appraised his kouhai before him. "You want to run with me? You can see with your own eyes whether or not I will overwork!"

Okumura opened his mouth to say something - then paused.

Sawamura cocked his head to the side. "Yes? No?" He blinked, realizing something. "But hey, why are you awake? You couldn't sleep either? Might as well join me then-"

"No," his blond kouhai answered. "I'm supposed to go find Miyuki-senpai. He hasn't come back from his training with Furuya-senpai, and Kimura-senpai asked me to go find him."

Sawamura's face fell, all energy drained from him at once. Miyuki-senpai was still out there practicing with… Furuya?

Okumura seemed to sense the sudden change of atmosphere. He opened his mouth to say something, but Sawamura acted quickly.

"Let's go look together, Okumura boy!" he said, ignoring the uncomfortable churning in his stomach. "Let's go stop those two from overworking, shall we!"

Suddenly, the door to his dorm behind him slowly creaked open. With it, came an ominous, deathly feeling...

Sawamura slowly turned his head over his shoulder, his eyebrow twitching. "Uh… ah…"

"Saaaawaaaaamuuuuuraaaaaa," a vicious voice whispered from behind the door. A hand reached out from within the darkness of the room, threatening to pull him into the room where he'd be subjected to another terrifying choke hold or body lock. Sawamura swore he could see greenish-black miasma drifting out as well.

"I'm sorrryyyyy!" Sawamura whispered-yelled, dodging the hand that reached for him, and taking Okumura's hand. He pulled his kouhai, and together they ran across the lawn to the dorms on the other side.

"That was a real ghost this time," he heard Okumura say behind him while they were sprinting.

Sawamura let go of his hand. "Shhhh! We've got to be quiet!"

"I don't want to hear that from you of all people."

The soles of their shoes padded on rough soil. Once they were a safe distance from Kuramochi-senpai and his grip of death, Sawamura sighed with relief again.

"Alright," Sawamura said. His heart was beating fast from the nerves. "Let's go check the indoor practice ground. They're probably in there…"

Okumura was quiet behind him as they walked across the lawn towards another building.

"Once we find them," Sawamura started, "you still up for a run?"

"That's what I want to ask you," Okumura answered evenly.

Sawamura stopped in his tracks. They had just reached the building and Sawamura was ready to breach the place, but Okumura's words stopped him.

He turned to look at his blonde kouhai. "What do you mean?" he asked as calmly as he could. Did wolf boy know…? No way. Sawamura hadn't even informed his friend Haruichi about his feelings yet… how could his kouhai possibly know?

Okumura's neutral expression seemed to pierce Sawamura; it was like he was staring into his soul into the truth.

"I meant exactly what I said," he said.

Sawamura gulped. "I-I see," he said quickly, turning back around. He had to act unperturbed - maybe it was nothing! Maybe Okumura was assuming that he was bothered by how much Miyuki-senpai practiced with Furuya instead of him, not romantically (although, that bothered Sawamura as well). Yes, that had to be it. Act normal, act normal…

They were getting closer to the large double doors that led to the indoor training room. Sawamura's heart was beating harder and faster now… please, they had to be just practicing right? However it irked him… how he couldn't hear the beautiful sound of the ball getting caught in the mitt…

"I don't hear anything," Okumura said, still behind him. "Maybe they've already gone to their rooms. Let's go back."

That's what Sawamura had thought too. However - "Then we should've crossed paths with them on our way here."

Okumura didn't say anything back.

Then, that's when Sawamura heard it from the double doors that were opened slightly ajar.

It was faint but he could hear heavy breathing.

Sawamura froze in his tracks. No… no, they were resting and breathing hard from their practice. No way could Miyuki-senpai and Furuya be…

At that point, Okumura had walked past him. Now, he stood a few feet away from him, looking back at him.

"You sure you want to continue?" he asked.

That was a odd question. "O-of course!" Sawamura forced himself to say through a clogged up throat. "We need to make sure they're not overworking after all!"

Walking fast past Okumura, Sawamura felt like he'd explode. Miyuki-senpai and Furuya weren't doing anything but practicing. That's right - all the heavy breathing was just from practicing - it had to be -

"Miyuki-senpai..."

Sawamura heard Furuya's voice just as he peeked through the gap between the doors. What he saw, made his heart stop and drop simultaneously.

There in the dark, on one of the exercise machines, Furuya was seated. Standing in front of him, leaning over was none other than Miyuki-senpai.

Miyuki-senpai's back was to him, but Sawamura could recognize him anywhere, even in the dark. His lean, broad back...

"We shouldn't be doing this here," Sawamura heard Furuya whisper. "What if someone comes - "

"Don't worry," Miyuki-senpai murmured back. "It's late - no one will come out. Hopefully." Miyuki-senpai lightly chuckled - the beautiful sound tugged at his heartstrings.

Sawamura watched with dread as Miyuki leaned forward to kiss a all-too-willing Furuya.

No...

No…

Sawamura staggered away from the door - only to collide with his kouhai behind him.

"Let's go," Sawamura said quickly, never mind that he was making a little more noise than necessary. He didn't dare look at Okumura in fear that he'd give away his feelings, and walked quickly a few steps.

His body was moving on its own - Sawamura broke into a run.

The wind whistled past his ears, flowing through his hair. He couldn't do this - no the feelings were too much. All Sawamura knew was that he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep tonight no matter how much running he did.

He was running back towards B ground where he ran with his tire a lot. He wanted to unsee what he saw back there. Sawamura had witnessed the very scene that he had dreaded…

Miyuki-senpai liked Furuya. And Furuya liked Miyuki-senpai back.

Sawamura's heart clenched. There was no way he could interfere; there was no room for him anywhere.

A/N: ya soo its been a while since ive last seen the anime... and the manga is kinda confusing so im not too sure bout the layout of the seidou baseball grounds OTL so in my descriptions ive been super vague hehe XD

anywayssss keep in mind that i rlly do ship miyuki and sawa more :3 COS THEYRE ADORBS! :3 :3 :3 *insert a gazillion hearts cos ff . net isn't letting me* but this one time i got super mad and typed this up in a jiff... ill write more miyusawa ffs in the future :3 i alrdy have one in mind hehe XD

but anyways, this was meant to b a short story but its gonna b split into two parts cos i get carried away with details and tend to make things longer than they need to be. XD moving on! thx for reading for those of u reading XD