Kyaaaa, I'm back people! How's it going? Alright, so before I even get started, I already wrote another chapter one in July but I didn't like it because it was boring, so I decided to write another one. To be honest, this season might not be as dramatic because there's only one couple that's gonna have problems (maybe.) Anyhow, onwards!

Chapter 1: Beginning

"H-Hey!" Furuya Satoru called after his son, Sai. But the 2 year old ignored him and ran off, grabbing onto the leg of another male. "Mommy!" he giggled.

Kominato Haruichi sighed as he bent down and scooped up the child. "Now, now, Sai. It's not safe to run off like that. You could've gotten hurt."

Sai pouted, burying his head in the pinkette's chest. "Sorry," he mumbled.

Furuya caught up to them, panting slightly. "He has so much energy," he said. 'Reminds me so much of Kazuya… but now I have Haruichi. I'm fine. I'm over him. I'm done.' He wrapped his arm around his boyfriend's shoulder and offered him a small smile. "Thank you," he whispered.

Haruichi blushed, shaking his head. "No, it's nothing. It was a good chance for me to confess my feelings, especially after the hardships you've been through. Now I have a child of my own to take care of." 'I'm finally happy.'

"Shunpei!" Sanada Raichi shouted as he chased his husband around the house. "What did I tell you? I said I wasn't gonna be home early, so pick Raishun up!"

"I-I'm sorry!" Shunpei responded, a huge grin on his face. "I forgot, so don't kill me! I know I can be an irresponsible father sometimes!"

The former batter huffed as he dropped his bat and ran downstairs, donning his shoes. "Geez! The school called and told me that he was still there! What if he never forgives me? It'll be your fault!"

"I said I'm sorry–"

"I don't want to hear it!" Raichi sucked his teeth, grabbed his keys and dashed outside, making a beeline for the car.

Making sure that he was gone, Shunpei went to his room and opened the closet, cackling. "You can come out now."

6 year old Raishun climbed out of the closet, laughing. "Whoa! Mommy's gonna be so mad when he finds out!"

The dark haired male crouched to his son's height and ruffled his hair. "Yep. I might die today." 'But that's what he gets for lasting longer than me in bed yesterday night.'

Isashiki Jun rolled his eyes as Yuki Tetsuya walked into the delivery room, hands in his pockets. "Hmph. Now you have the nerve to show up while I was here for two hours screaming my lungs off? Tch, the things I do to make you happy."

Tetsu shrugged innocently as he retrieved the small bundle from the latter's arms. "My apologies. Looks like a lot of hard work went into this."

"A-Are you blind?! Do you not see me sweating?! Do you not see this blood?! Look into my eyes! I'm tired! God, Tetsu, why are you doing this?"

The former captain tuned him out, staring at the peaceful baby. "Hmm, what should we name him?"

"Oi, are you even listening?!"

The nurse next to them scratched her head, sweat-dropping. "Um, Isashiki-san, you should refrain from raising your voice or else-"

Jun's eyes widened as he felt something leak between his legs. "AHHH, I'M BLEEDING!"

Tetsu fainted.

"So… how long has it been since he was hospitalized?"

"A week. I was terrorized. I just found him on the floor when I came back from grocery shopping."

"I see." Kuramochi Youichi leaned against the wall, folding his arms. "That idiot. He needs to stop making us worry."

Miyuki Kazuya nodded, absentmindedly helping Kazujun build his tower of blocks. "This isn't good for Kazujun's mental health. Seeing Eijun collapse right in front of him must've scarred him. I have to feed him by force now."

"That must suck," the former shortstop remarked. "But… what if he doesn't wake up?"

"Do you want that to happen?"

"Obviously not."

"Then don't fucking mention it. Damn, is that so much to ask for?"

Kuramochi rose a brow. "Hey, what's wrong with you? You're being a dick."

"HOW AM I BEING A DICK–"

Kazujun threw a block at his father's head, pouting. "No, daddy."

Miyuki sighed heavily, rubbing his temples. "Sorry for cursing again. I'm just really worked up. Your mom drives me crazy. Sorry, Kuramochi."

The green haired male smirked. "Nah, it's my fault. I got angry for no reason." As soon as he was about to head out, the bespectacled man asked him a question. "Hey… have you talked to Ryo-san lately? You haven't gone home for the past two years."

Kuramochi gritted his teeth, his face darkening. "Don't talk about him." With that he went out, leaving a bad vibe.

Miyuki looked at Kazujun with a confused face. They both shrugged and continued to build their tower.

No one knew where he was.