Author's Note: I haven't seen much Mr. L/Daisy on this site and figured I could add to the little bit that's on here. I plan on making a couple chapters to this story so hold tight until then!
He's heard it all before. Coward. Second best. Green Mario. It's almost as if Luigi does nothing but live in his brother's shadow, which isn't true. He's done plenty of stuff! He saved his brother from King Boo, rescued Princess Eclair of the Waffle Kingdom from the Chestnut King, and stopped Dimentio- Wait. He didn't like bringing up that incident. He, his brother, and Princess Peach swore to never speak about that adventure to anyone. It could cost Luigi's reputation, after all.
But anyways, enough about the past. Today was going to be the day Luigi did something spectacular; something very out of the ordinary for him. Luigi smiled to himself after dusting his trademark cap off and putting it on his head. Today, Luigi decided that he would confess to Daisy, the princess of Sarasaland. He and the princess have known each other since they first golfed together and though he's developed a great liking for Daisy, he's never expressed his feelings to her.
He won't be shy anymore, though. After today everyone will see that he can get things done and make accomplishments just like his brother. He'll prove to everyone that he's no coward and can ask the girl of his dreams out on a date! A light rapping from the other side of Luigi's door sounded then, startling the Italian and causing him to jump a couple feet high with a start.
"Luigi? Bro, our baseball game with the others is today. Are you up?" queried the accented voice.
Luigi recovered quickly and grabbed his sports bag from the top of his bed. "Of course, Mario. I'll be out in a moment."
Luigi met his brother outside their house and hiked to the local baseball field where most baseball games were had. This day's match was Luigi, Mario, Peach, Daisy, and a few other Toads versus Waluigi, Wario, and a few other goons they dragged into their team. Luigi had an edge to his step as he entered the stadium, his brother raising a curious brow behind him in interest.
"You're looking rather confident today, Weegee." Mario commented with a twinge of amusement. He followed Luigi into the locker room and smiled mischievously. "Did you have that dream about the- What was it? Fields of flowers and a sunse-"
"No! I did not have that dream again!" Luigi defensively shot back, red blush decorating his cheeks as he huffily set his equipment bag down and began taking the contents out. "And I'm just in a good mood today, okay?" Luigi relaxed, his shoulders loosening up as he did so. "I-I just…"
Mario noticed the concerned look on his younger twin's face and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Luigi, you can tell me what's on your mind. We're family after all."
Luigi opened his mouth to speak just as the speakers built all around the stadium blared like an alarm. "Would the Mario Fireballs please enter the field? The game will start in ten minutes!"
"You can tell me later, bro. Right now we've got a game to win!" Mario smiled and rushed out of the locker room with his bat and glove in hand. Luigi sighed and adjusted his hat, taking his time to retrieve his own bat and glove from his bag. He wasn't sure what he was going to do that wouldn't embarrass himself like he usually did. He didn't really plan ahead for any of this, come to think of it. Luigi shook his head apathetically and gradually trudged to the baseball field. Maybe he can think of something as they played.
The game started out rough. Waluigi was an amazing pitcher, and as much as it physically hurt Luigi to admit it, his purple counterpart knew how to throw a mean curve ball. Waluigi managed to strike out three Toads in a row, making Wario's team up to bat in less than three minutes of the game starting. As Luigi jogged onto the outfield, he could see the nervous sweat on his brother's brow. It was never a good sign when Mario sweated so early in the game. Luigi galloped to the left field, readying his glove for any incoming baseballs to stray his way. It was then he noticed her.
"D-Daisy?" Luigi murmured to himself, a pink hue decorating his cheeks. The tomboyish princess was in the far right field wearing her usual shorts and tank top for when she played sports. She noticed Luigi staring at her and waved at him cheerfully, giving him a warm smile. The green plumber's knees threatened to give out but he snapped out of his trance and shyly waved back. He saw her giggle before a panicked scream bellowed from the pitcher's mound.
"Luigi, heads up!" Mario shouted.
Luigi just looked up in time to see a round shadow blot out the sun. He froze just before the ball clunked him right in the head. The world blacked out in seconds and the only thing Luigi could hear was the deafened shouts of his friends gathering around him.
Luigi woke up in the medical ward. The lights above were blinding and weren't helping the extreme pain in his noggin. A Toad in a white coat rushed over and motioned for the green clothed hero to rest. "You shouldn't get up so fast! You took a nasty hit out there. Are you sure you're okay?"
Luigi ignored the medical Toad's order to take it easy and swing his legs over the bed, grasping his forehead with his hand to steady himself. "How long have I been out?"
"About half an hour. Why?" The Toad scrutinized his patient all over as they spoke. It was his job to ensure the health of all who came to him, after all.
Luigi jumped off the bed suddenly, feeling a surge of energy flow through him. "I have to get back to the game! Mario's counting on me!" and Daisy as well, he thought.
"Please, I insist you rest today. You can't risk another injury like that." The Toad advised sternly.
"I can't stay." Luigi grabbed his cap off from the side table residing next to his bed and started for the exit with determination. "Today's my day to shine."
When the Italian left the medical ward, he realized there was a bandage wrapped around his head. He yanked it off and then sprinted towards the field, his injury throbbing the whole way. He ignored it though, stealing a glance up at the score board hovering above the baseball field. Wario's team was winning by six points. Luigi briskly made his way to the batter's den and found his brother waiting anxiously for his turn.
"Weegee!" Mario gasped in surprise, him and the rest of the team turning their attention to the injured twin. "Are you feeling okay? Are you sure you can still play?" The red plumber inspected his brother over and only noticed the purple and bruised bump forming on his forehead.
"I'll be fine. I've had worse, to be honest." Luigi smiled halfheartedly, trying to change the subject off from him.
"Well after this inning, I'm switching you to home plate. You know, to keep you from getting hit by anymore baseballs." Mario snickered, everyone else joining in. The only ones who didn't laugh were Peach, Daisy and Toadette. They just smiled knowingly at Luigi.
Somewhat embarrassed, Luigi waved off the comment and agreed to take the plate. Maybe it was for the best anyways. He didn't need to make himself any more foolish looking than he already did. A roar of excitement exploded around him then and he looked towards the field to see that DK had hit a two home runner, meaning that they only needed four points to tie and five points to win.
Mario went up to bat and Luigi assumed his rightful spot on the bench next to Daisy and Peach, though the pink princess seemed busy watching her hero bat at the plate. Daisy turned to Luigi then looking concerned. "Hey, are you sure you sure you're feeling okay? You were out cold earlier this morning and that bruise looks downright sick." It was no secret that Daisy had a thing for Luigi. The only one who didn't know that was the green clad plumber himself.
"This? It's really nothing. I was just distracted I guess." Luigi replied offhandedly.
"Distracted?" Daisy mused. She knew exactly what he meant though. She loved to torture poor Luigi.
The Italian flinched and realized that he dug his own grave. "I uh, I mean that I-"
"OUT! SWITCH!"
Saved by the out. Luigi stammered as he gathered up his glove and hiked to home plate. "L-Looks like we've got to get going!" He never felt so happy to leave the batter's den before. He hated awkwardly ending his conversation with Daisy, though. At least he could recollect his thoughts now.
He crouched behind the batter's plate and readied for Mario's pitch. Out of the corner of Luigi's eye he saw Daisy still taking right field. He smiled to no one in particular and thought that THIS was going to be how he would impress Daisy. He and Mario were good when signing to each other during baseball games. The only thing was they made up their own language so nobody else knew what they were motioning. This was a good thing though because they could either be scratching their chin or signaling each other and the opposite team would be none the wiser.
Luigi looked his brother in the eyes and ran his tongue over his teeth, followed by adjusting his cap. Wario, who was the current batter, saw the strange gesture and gave the green Italian a weirded-out stare. Mario nodded though and threw a sluggish screw ball. Wario swung too early and missed, grinding his teeth afterwards. Luigi smirked and eyed Mario again, rolling his neck and spitting on the ground. Once more, the older twin nodded and pitched a fast ball that almost beaned Wario, but still counted as a strike. Wario was fuming now, tightening his grip on his bat and leaning a bit closer to the plate.
Perfect. Luigi could see the amazed glances he was getting from his teammates. Including Daisy. The mild ache from his accident earlier pulsed through his ears, but he couldn't stop now. There was only one more inning after this one and he couldn't let his team down. One more strike and Wario was out. That would mean Luigi's team would be up to bat, trying to catch up on the score board before it was too late. There was only one way to ensure the greedy man's downfall. Luigi faked a sneeze and then scratched his neck. Mario's eyes widened, a little surprised, but nodded in finality. The red clothed hero wound up, the baseball in his hand igniting with bright red flames, and finally pitched the ball as hard as he could. The ball came so fast and was so hot that when Luigi caught the ball it had left a black scorch mark in his glove. Wario didn't even swing. He paused for a moment to register what just happened. Luigi grinned and stood up, stretching his muscles from being crouched over. He saw Daisy from afar jog towards him. It was just like his dream minus the flowers and sunset.
After taking in all that had happened, Wario's fuse cut short and he threw a tantrum, throwing his large bat aside blindly and storming off. The stray bat spiraled directly into the side of Luigi's head and he dropped like a ragdoll onto home plate. He wasn't just blacking out. No, he knew what passing out felt like. As the world sunk along with him, he felt swallowed up by the darkness that enveloped his vision, his thoughts disappearing and his senses becoming weaker.