Authors note: Okay, this idea came from reading a doujinshi called natsu no hi. I only found the first part of the doujinshi and decided to complete it. This fic follows the doujinshi but I also added more to the storyline and therefore does not follow the the anime or manga. Well hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 1

The stands were full of spectators; the crowd's cheers could be heard throughout the entire stadium. Today was the baseball finals to decide which team would advance to Koushien and it was about to end soon with both teams fighting a close game. It was the final inning with just two more outs and Seido would win against the champions, Inajitsu. The crowds cheers grew even louder.

Sawamura wound up and threw his fastball straight into Miyuki's mitt.

"Strike, batter out."

With that pitch they had managed to prevent Carlos from getting on base, reducing the pressure on the team as Carlos was a fast runner. Now there was only one more out. One more out and they would make it to Koushien.

Shirakawa stepped up to bat, determined to do anything to get on base. Sawamura pitched many times but Shirakawa was persistent.

"Eijun-kun, one more out." Haruichi called towards his friend.

'Bakamura, pitch to contact." Kuramochi shouted.

Sawamura, you need to throw a perfect pitch to get him out

Miyuki gestured, his glove was beside the pitcher's chest. Sawamura threw the ball and it hit Shirakawa's head.

"Dead ball."

Sawamura was replaced by Kawakami but in the end they had lost.

…..

"Sawamura, has yips!" Kuramochi yelled.

The first string players were gathered in the dining hall all but for said person just as Miyuki had told them to.

"Aa, Sawamura can't pitch to the in course and I think he knows it himself. It could be because of the dead ball during the match with Inajitsu. His body subconsciously remembers it." Miyuki said.

The shock was evident on everyone faces. They knew that their loud and obnoxious pitcher was not acting like his normal self, he was quitter and gloomy but they didn't know the reason until now.

"Miyuki, you didn't notice anything?" Maezono asked.

"I didn't. I noticed that he has been throwing more meatballs but I didn't confirm anything until today, seeing who our opponents were today."

The air in the dining room felt heavy, no one said anything. They could have never imagined something like that happening to Sawamura.

"What is yips?" Furuya asked, breaking the tension. Haruichi who was standing next to him told him that he would tell him later.

"Miyuki-senpai, what should we do?" Kanemaru asked.

He sighed "It's best not to make a big deal out of this, that's why I only called the first string. The best approach will to be act normal."

….

After the meeting everyone went back to their own rooms thinking about what to do. Sure Sawamura was an idiot but he was their idiot and no matter how loud or annoying he was they all cared about him.

Kuramochi went back to his room and noticed that Sawamura was already in bed. He sighed looking at his roommate, he knew that his roommate wasn't really asleep yet. Sawamura would always pretend to be asleep and waited for him to sleep before sneaking out again. It had been like that ever since coach assigned him to a different regime.

"Baka, look around you. You're not alone."

Sawamura did not move or even turn to face his senpai. He was curled up in his blanket, hugging his feet close to him. Hearing his senpai' s words comforted him. He knew he had to, no he defiantly had to overcome this challenge and come out much stronger. But for now that was still too hard to do. "Thank you, Kuramochi-senpai."

Kuramochi did not hear this as it was too soft. He looked at the idiot again. "And you better not go running tonight or I'll kick you to next week." With those words he went to bed.

….

Haruichi left the dining hall with Furuya explaining to him what yips was. Furuya's poker face was lost for just a moment. He couldn't believe that his rival could not pitch anymore. Sure he didn't like him but it was fun competing with him and even with him being such an idiot he was still his best friend not that he would admit it ever.

"Furuya-kun."

Furuya who was so lost in thought turned towards the pinklet.

"Eijun-kun, will come back right?" The look in Haruichi's eyes said it all, he was really upset. He missed the loud and obnoxious Sawamura. Sawamura was the team's mood maker and without him matches just wouldn't be the same but even more so he was worried about his best friend. How was it that he was so close to him but had not realized that his friend was not feeling well?

Eijun-kun, do you not trust me. I'm your friend, I want to help you.

Furuya didn't know what to say to the pinklet. The team would often say that the they were a trio but he knew that the pinklet was closer to Sawamura than he would ever be. They just walked back in silence the question left unanswered.

That night Miyuki had a dream, he saw Sawamura sitting in the corner looking at him straight in the eye "I will fly again, right?" Miyuki woke up wondering why Sawamura had shown up in his dream. Cheh, idiot stop bugging me in my dreams.

…

Morning practice went on as normal, the team watched as Sawamura continued running on the second field, he had been doing that for the past 2 weeks and that certainly did not feel right. Practice just wasn't the same without Sawamura's loud voice.

"Aa, good work today." Haruichi said to his senpai's as he and Sawamura left the field.

"Sa, Eijun-kun, let's go." Haruichi pushed his listless friend forward. His eyes still looking dead.

"You're not following them?" Maezono asked. Furuya, Haruichi and Sawamura were a trio and not seeing them together was a rare sight. Furuya ignored the question and instead walked up to Miyuki.

"Miyuki-senpai."

"You've pitched enough; I'm not going to catch anymore today."

"I'm not talking about that."

Everyone who was still on the filed turned to listen in on the conversation, it was well known that Furuya only always pestered Miyuki to catch his pitches. Even Miyuki was stunned.

"What is it?"

"You didn't say anything to that idiot today. I don't really care but you're the main catcher you should say something to him"

Kawakami butted in "With Sawamura like that, it's hard for anyone to talk to him."

"I have nothing to say to him." Miyuki said and walked away. He had had enough of everyone turning to him to help Sawamura. There was nothing he could do.

He remembered the first year's pitchers face when he apologized for not throwing to his mitt. He was looking down, almost as if he was about to cry. The person that stood before him was a complete stranger. He was no longer the Sawamura he knew. He clenched his fist, he didn't know why he was so angry and frustrated. "Come back you, baka."

…

"Miyuki, what are you going to do about Sawamura!?" Kuramochi shouted at his captain drawing the entire class's attention towards the both of them.

Miyuki sighed, not again.

"What do you want me to do? The team has more problems. Leading the team is more important than an individual. "

"But."

Miyuki tried to fake a smirk, he really wasn't up to it. He was sick and tired, he already told them that he couldn't do anything so why, he had more than enough on his plate as it is. "Ho, you care about him so much."

Kuramochi blenched "Of course not, I just don't want to return to such a gloomy room.

Miyuki continued smirking "Right, I believe you."

You're not the only one Yoichi

….

Night had fallen but Miyuki couldn't go to sleep. Deciding to take a walk he found himself walking towards the field, holding a can of coffee.

Why are they all turning to me. I have nothing to say to him. That's not true but I can't bring myself to talk to him. In that last inning, I should have noticed that Sawamura was acting strange, I should have called for a time out and talked to him. If I did that maybe things would have been different."

Miyuki felt liquid falling on the ground, his coffee had spilled from the can.

Shit how long am I going to be irritated by this.

Ever since he found out that Sawamura had the yips he kept blaming himself.

He heard sounds coming from the field. It can't be. He looked at the field and saw that Sawamura was running on the field with his tire. Can I talk to him?

Miyuki mustered his courage and called out to the pitcher "Oi, Baka you ran enough during practice, you're going to burn out."

He saw Sawamura walking up to him looking sullen "Miyuki-senpai, I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused."

Sawamura's words left Miyuki speechless. He tried to recompose himself.

"Baka, what time do you think it is? Get back to your room. I'll take …."

"There you are Bakamura. I told you to rest. You ran enough."

Suddenly Kuramochi's hands were around Sawamura, he was strangling the poor pitcher as Miyuki watched on.

Kuramochi noticed Miyuki watching "What?"

"Nothing, just make sure that baka gets his rest." He said and walked away.

Miyuki didn't know why watching Kuramochi act normal around Sawamura made him feel so empty. Even at morning practice everyone was acting normal around Sawamura. It was frustrating that he couldn't even talk to him even though they are a battery. Miyuki was afraid, he didn't know why but he could feel something inside him changing as he turned to look back in the direction Kuramochi and Sawamura took.