Unconditional

By: bloodysword99

"Unpredictable"

He panted. He huffed. He searched. He couldn't find him. He ran the halls. He went up the stairs. He evaded every room even the teacher's office, the clinic, the classrooms, the storeroom, the locker room, the gym and even the baseball field, the place where he loves to be.

"Where is he?" Almost out of breath, he muttered while he stood on the mound.

"The roof top!" He suddenly realized. He rushed into the building.

It wasn't like him to worry this much. He was calm and collective. He could defuse a situation like this but why was it so difficult to stay at ease. He must be here somewhere, maybe he's just absent or cut classes. No, that wasn't like Mihashi. He wouldn't do such a thing. And the catcher knows that, yes, you've guest it. It was Takaya Abe searching.

He mindlessly ran through higher level students yet it didn't faze him one bit. All he wants now, it to see his pitcher safe. Wait a minute, his pitcher?

Abe stopped. He was just steps away from the roof top door.

"My pitcher…" He clenched his black locks and mentally scolded himself. 'He wasn't yours. It's not like you're his boyfriend or something.' that's what he thought every time.

He threw his thoughts to the side and opened the door. He hoped. He gazed. He wished but it wasn't just coming true. Instead of his stuttering pitcher, he saw Tajima and Hanai munching on takuyaki.

"Hey, Abe! Wanna have some?" Tajima offered.

"And why are you sweating like a boar?" Hanai then raised the question along with his eyebrow.

"No time for that! Where's Mihashi?" Abe snapped a bit holding up a fist.

"No idea." The bald teen simply said without fear on the other hand Tajima clings on Hanai's arm and told.

"I saw him this morning on the way to school."

He glared. He jammed his teeth together in rage. He slammed the door hard. He left leaving his teammates stunned.

"H-Hanai, do you think Abe needs a vacation? The stress might be getting to him." The cleanup hitter recommended but the captain just sighed.

He came into his classroom and walked to his desk. Correction, he stumped to his desk. The pupils didn't want to stand in the way. So, the crowd of student's parted like the red sea to let the angry Abe pass. He had an annoyed face and obviously frustrated hair look. He swiped his things from his desk, got his bag and shoved his stuff in it. Soon, the room was silent as the others watched in fright. And before leaving, he noticed all eyes were on him so…

"What are you looking at!" The fear loomed over everyone and they turned away their gaze somewhere else as Abe left cutting his classes.

He didn't get it. Why? As he was riding his bike, he thought of so many things and in one way or another it involved Mihashi. There was something rather odd about him to tell the truth. In fact, Abe thought he was dropped a lot when he was a child. He might have hit his head, that's what he would think. But, despite his lack of confidence, annoying stutter, can't-do attitude and unbearable cry baby quality, Abe couldn't resist the adorable little Ren.

"Arg!" He drifted hard to the ground in order to stop. The dirt rose from the floor while the catcher held his black hair trying to make sense.

His heart was beating fast. He was red and panting. He was restless. What could this be?

"Damn, Mihashi…" He muttered sadly. As he was quick to recover, he rode his bike yet he stopped when he saw the playground. The swings were squeaking and moving. Was someone playing? He came to the sandy play place and saw…

"W-W-W-What do I…?" Mihashi wondered. With the red pouch on his lap, he went back and forth slowly on the swings. The pitcher didn't know what next. He was clearly afraid to open it and he was terrified to throw it away. Yuuko might punish him for that. And with that thinking, he imagined the witch cracking a whip and scolding him like there was no tomorrow. She was worst then Couch Momoe.

"O-O-O-OH NO!" He cried and panicked in his swing. The play set shook and it made noises but he just kept at it. Mihashi was moving so much the pouch fell. He tried to reach for it but he was only managed to grab the string. He soon found out that he pulled the string without intention and found the pouch in the dirt; opened.

"A-a-ah…" He trembled saying vowels again. He slowly lifted the pack with his fingers and nervously looks inside it. And to his surprise, it was a…

"Mihashi!" He jolted hearing his name and his heart skipped a beat when he gazed at the person walking to him.

"A-A-A-A-Abe-kun, w-w-w-what are you d-d-d-doing h-ere?" He asked nervously. This triggered the catcher's temper.

"'what are you doing here?' what kind of question is that!" To tell you the truth, the question made a lot of sense. Abe doesn't really cut class. Well, it goes for Mihashi as well.

"I-I-I-I-I! ehhh….Ehh!" I and eh's does he have anything else to say? A constructive word maybe?

Silent came in the area. It was awkward; they were both red and hearts' beating so fast. The pitcher was use to the blushing and the fast beat thing but for the catcher it was whole new concept. So, he needed a distraction. He searched until he saw the pouch Mihashi was holding.

"What's in the bag?"

"N-N-N-NOTHING!" He yelled holding the bag close to his chest.

"Let me see!"

"N-N-N-No!" Did Mihashi said…no?

"I SAID LET ME SEE IT!" He never disobeys Abe and by this the catcher doesn't feel so well about it.

He kept shaking off his request. This was like Haruna again and he didn't like it.

"MIHASHI GIVE ME THE BAG!" His tone was scary and frightening. It was horrifying the pitcher had to cry.

When he finally realized Abe wasn't going to take no for an answer, Mihashi slowly handed him the pouch while Abe snatched it from him.

"I can't believe you're so worked out about…" Abe opened the bag. Abe blinked. He blinked again. He got confused. He pondered while Mihashi was crying. He gulped. He blushed. He thought he was going to die of embarrassment. He thought for a second steam existed through his ears. He started to shake. He wondered how this could be. His eyes wide and mouth agape, this was impossible and unpredictable.

"It's a…" Abe started.

"IT'S A WHAT!" Watanuki made angry wild hand sways. He couldn't believe that Yuuko could do such a thing. Well, not completely true really.

"It's just tickets." The witch smirked on her chair.

"YEAH, TICKETS! TICKETS TO A LOVERS CARNIVAL!"

"Watanuki is just mad cause Yuuko didn't give it to him!" Mokona said humping on the tall teen's head. As the black bunny danced on his top, the boy complained.

"Why didn't you give it to me! I could have gone with Himawari!"

"I wonder what the bag will offer him next. Its unpredictable." the powerful sorceress munched on cakes and tea.