Um…WARNING: MAJOR CRACK STORY AHEAD! AUTHOR IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY FATAL OR INJURYRESULTING FROM READING THIS STORY.

IMPLIED ABE/MIHA

Abe pressed his ear against the door.

"Ha-Hama-chan" He heard Mihashi. "Th-This is kinda weird"

"Don't worry Mihashi. It'll only be for a little bit."

"B-but what if s-someone walked in on us d-doing… this?"

IWhat exactly are they doing?/I Various thoughts ran through Abe's head.

"O-ouch! Hama-chan, That hurt!"

"S-Sorry Mihashi. I'll try to be more careful."

Abe couldn't hold back anymore. He had no reason to. His pitcher was in…trouble and as the catcher he had to save his pitcher…right?

Abe pulled the door open.

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"Ah! A-A-Abe-kun! I-I can ex-plain."

Mihashi was wearing what looked like the cheer squads uniform. The only difference was that, judging from the skirt and the shirt, it as designed for a girl. Abe's mind went s into camera modes/blank.

"Ah…Abe….Wh-what do you think of the cheer squads girls uniform? I was just using Mihashi as a model so I could fix…some..things…" Hamada tried to ease the situation."…? Abe? Oi! Abe? Are you there?" Hamada took the needles out of his mouth so he could speak better.

Abe's head as too busy concentrating on the skirt wearing Mihashi ( whos face by the way rivals the redness of a tomato). He immediately felt his face start turning red. Somehow he needed to get out of this situation before he wouldn't be able to hold back…certain urges.

"Hey you guys!…. Why Mihashi is in a skirt?….Abe your nose is bleeding! Anyway, practise starts soon so don't be late….Hehehehehe" Mizutani said passing by.

"I-I'll go with you!" Abe said quickly taking the opportunity to leave.

"I have practise too!" Mihashi ran after Abe and pletely forgetting that he was still wearing the cheer squads uniform.

--:D--

After Abe had pointed out that Mihashi was still wearing that get-up, he finally put on his uniform, something Abe had considered normal. However all through practise, Abe couldn't get the image of Mihashi in the skirt out of his head, resulting in him getting hit in the head a few times( thank god for his helmet.) Somehow Mihashi had worked up the thought that it was his fault that Abe got hit in the head.

"I-I'm sorry A-Abe-kun"

Abe closed his locker. " Hmm? For what?"

"F-for hitting you…in the head"

"Oh..That was my fault, I wasn't paying attention"

"Oh… Were you distracted b-by something?" Mihashi asked.

Abe's face heated up. He decided he had forgotten something in his locker and hid his face in there.

"J-just don't wear a skirt …where I can see you again" Abe said. I I don't think I can hold back next time/I

"O-okay"

Abe and Mihashi left the locker room after checking to make sure everything was in place.

"Kufufufuu"

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Next morning Abe noticed that Mizutani had arrived earlier then usual, with a big goofy smile plastered on his face. Abe didn't think much of it until he opened his locker. Taped ALL OVER THE WALLS were obviously photoshopped pictures of Mihashi in skirts, dresses and the like. Abe was surprised his face didn't explode due to the sudden rush of blood going towards his cheeks.

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"Now…I wonder what the team will think of Abe's secret fetish with Mihashi…Oh! Imagine what Mihashi himself will think?"

"Mizutani……"

"Now I want you to buy me lunch everyday, and for a drink I want Pocari Sweet! And during field clean-up…Well you can do that too and-" Mizutani was interrupted by Abe grabbing the camera and hurling it across the room, smashing into the wall into multiple pieces.

"H-how cruel Abe…You're a cruel, cruel person." Mizutani cried as he lovingly picked up the pieces of his camera. "Just when I thought I got myself a slave.."