Here's the second installment. All previous warnings and disclaimers apply.
It was only natural that he fall asleep there, he had spent more than half of his time on the team lounging and dozing right there, on the bench. But he wasn't on the team anymore, and no one but the team belonged on the courts during practice time. At least, that's what he gathered after being woken up and yelled at.
"Oi, you! Get off the bench! No one but us is supposed to be here, you hear me?" an angry voice said, interrupting his pleasant dream. Cracking an eye open, he decided that he knew this angry voice from somewhere, sometime. But back then it was normally followed by a "Please calm down, Shishido-sempai…" Shishido.
"Go 'way Shishido, 'm sleepin'," he grumbled, rolling over to face the disgruntled coach.
"Jiro?"
"Mm-hmm," the boy mumbled and rolled back over to face the fence. Shishido just smiled and turned back to the team. The team was watching with fascination, all games stopped.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Get back to work!"
Con/Crit valued!