Disclaimer: I don't own The Girl Who Leapt Through Time.
What I Like About You
From the distance, Kousuke could spot Makoto and Chiaki under a tree near their beloved baseball field.
"Who's idea was it to play baseball on the hottest day of the month?" Kousuke yelled as he leisurely approached them, hands deep in his pockets, baseball bag strapped around his body. Chiaki weakly lifted his aluminum bat, pointing to the brown-haired girl stretching to his left.
"Sorry, Kousuke!" Makoto shouted back. "I know you were busy studying for finals!"
"And yet you called me." An embarrassed grin coloured Makoto's face. Kousuke entered the shade, his glance shifting to the red-head casually leaning against the tree. "You okay, Chiaki?"
"Never been better," Chiaki replied. "Now that we're all here, let's go soak in some sunshine."
"Yeah, let the games begin!" Makoto dramatically wound up her arm and tossed the one baseball they had into the centre of the dirt field.
"Weak throw, Makoto," Chiaki teased. "Let me show you how it's done."
"Oh no you don't!" Makoto shot a glare at him. "I called pitcher first. You're going to bat and Kousuke's going to catch."
"I'm going to regress with a pitcher like you."
"What was that?"
"Are you deaf? I said-"
Like a bolt from the blue, both Makoto and Chiaki felt a smack on the back of their head. "Good grief," Kousuke sighed. "If you guys have so much energy left, come and waste it with me out there."
"Fine," the two responded, almost simultaneously.
As they walked, Chiaki sneaked a glimpse of the competitive flame burning in Makoto's eyes. A smile lit his face.
Author's Note: Here it is: my first short fanfic, inspired by my three favourite anime characters of all time and xxfatal's amazing Stitches. I haven't done any creative writing in years, so I hope you readers didn't find it a complete bore.