Chapter two
'Sawamura, stay calm, are you okay?'. The captain wanted to give the glass to Sawamura, but when he saw how shaky the pitchers hands where he decided to just hold the glass himself while Sawamura was drinking from it. After a few sips he stopped drinking and tried to stand up. Miyuki first put the glass down and together with Haruhichi he helped the pitcher to get on a chair.
'I am sorry, I think I am fine now', Sawamura said with a unusual mild voice.
'Maybe it is better if you skip practice for today, or at least take it easy', said Miyuki. He did't like it how pale Sawamura looked. Maybe he was just tired? Maybe Miyuki had worn him out to much? But that guy just freaking fainted. That could't be just because of tiredness?
'Seriously I am fine, I was just a little dizzy. It was all Kuramochi-senpai's fault. He should't have tortured me like that', the brown haired idiot said while pointing to Kuramochi, who looked annoyed away. Secretly he felt a little guilty, but how could he know that the first year pitcher would faint. This was't the first time he had wrestled with this guy.
'I don't care. As a baseball player you need to take good care off your body. And we don't want that you faint again'.
'But...'
'No buts, I will tell the coach that you will miss training today and I want you to finish your breakfast and than go back to bed'. Sawamura looked sulky down. One day of practice. He was't good enough to miss that much. Miyuki sighed when seeing how disappointed the first year looked.
'Hey idiot, you know that we have a practice match with Inashiro next week. We need all our pitchers for that match, healthy and well. So it really is better if you skip practice today, so you won't get something really serious'. At first Sawamura was't sure to agree with his captain. But the last mach against Inashiro was still a wound and just like the others he wanted to win this match, even though it was only a practice match.
'Hey Bakamura, say something, does your stupid brain gets it or not'?
'I get it', the brown haired pitcher said and than stood up.
'Where are you going? Food is also a import thing for staying healthy'? Miyuki said. Sawamura did't know why, but he got really annoyed of Miyuki saying that. He did't need to be so bossy all the freaking time.
'I am not hungry anymore', he said and walked out of the room. Miyuki and Kuramochi looked at the same time at each other, both thinking the same thing.
What the hell was going on with him'?
'Hey Sawamura, are you already a sleep'? Whispered Kuramochi when he walked in the room in the evening. The brown pitcher had not come out of his room after this morning and Kuramochi had it way to busy to check on him. But he did know from Haruhichi that when he brought Sawamura food he refused to eat it.
Sawamura was sleeping, which was a good thing. If he had a good night rest, he might would feel better tomorrow. Kuramochi would't admit it out loud, but he actually miss the loud and noisy pitcher at training. Sawamura made the team lively and energetic.
Kuramochi gasped when he saw Sawamura's shoulder. There was a huge bruise, right at the spot where Kuramochi had grabbed him while putting him in a headlock this morning. But that could't be his fauld because Kuramochi had't used enough strength to create such a big bruise.
But when Kuramochi looked at his kohai closer he saw that Sawamura was covered in bruises. How the hell did that idiot get so much of them?
He sighed and decided to leave it for now and to go to bed. He was to tired now to worry about Bakamura.
Sawamura took a deep breath. He looked right in the eyes of Miyuki and could't help but smile. He had mist the feeling of standing on the mound, with his team behind him and the catcher in front of him. The feeling of the ball in his hands.
Haruhichi was ready to hit his pitch. They had a practice match as preparation for the match against Inashiro.
Sawamura felt a little bit better. He had been sick for three days, which was way to much for his liking. But every time he tried to get out of bed he had to vomit. The day before yesterday he finally managed to eat a meal and yesterday with a lot of wining Miyuki-senpai allowed him to train again.
And today he felt like he could do anything.
Sawamura's hand moved backwards, his feet stepped forward and with all his power he threw the ball. Strike.
He only had to trow two more strikes and than they had to switch. Until now he had mostly thrown strikes so he knew he could do it again. He had to, he wanted to show that he was worth it. So the coach would let him play next week.
He took another deep breath and threw another strike.
'Good job Sawamura, you only need to trow another one', Kanemaru yelled at him.
Again a little smile appeared at the pitchers mouth. He wanted to trow the ball when dizziness hit him without a warning. He closed his eyes for a few seconds and tried to calm down, but the dizziness did't go away. Shit if he would faint here, they would think he was weak. No he just had to ignore it.
Like usually Sawamura moved his arm backwards and threw the ball. But he knew the ball would go wrong the moment he let go of it.
And than it happened.
BAM
Everyone went silent and Haruhichi slowly felt down.
With shocked eyes Sawamura looked at one of his best friend, who he just hit at his head.
Just like what happened at the match against Inuyachi.
So that was chapter 2^^
yep I was on a little break of all my fanfics, but now I am trying to pick up most of them. Also sorry for all my grammar/ spelling mistakes, I have dyslexia so I got all the right to make mistakes XD
also reviewes would be awesome and feel free to leave criticism/ideas for the story in your command :)
PS: extra love and cuddles for doremishine itsuko, redpenkiller, stralightkat, , Bunnylove, aoiharumiyu, Misaki Younna and Yuu-san for leaving a awesome review on the first chapter!
PSS: I DON'T OWN ACE NO DAIMOND