A/N: Once again, thank you all for the reviews! Sorry and thanks for all the patience for waiting for this chapter. Had a celebratory week last week because I had my commencement from university and since then been busying myself with celebrations and parties. XD
And once again, sorry for all mistakes made.
WARNING: Violence alert
Without further ado, enjoy~!
It's Okay
Chapter 8
The silence was definitely killing him.
"…Why the hell am I taking a bath with you right now?"
"…"
"Please say something will you?"
"…"
"I'm begging you, Okumura."
"…"
Urgh… That's it. I'm getting out. Miyuki thought as he stood up from the bathtub, unable to withstand the awkward silence between him and the first year catcher. There was no way the captain could stay with the first year any longer, especially since Koushuu seemed to have no intention of initiating or responding to any form of communications to and from Miyuki. Miyuki sighed as he turned to glance at the blonde one last time before leaving the bathroom. Well, that was kind of expected since the relationship between them should be nothing more than being rivals who were aiming for the same regular catcher position, but the captain didn't think that the first year would take things so seriously to the point that he even refused to talk to him at all during their personal time despite them being able to communicate smoothly during strategy and catchers meetings.
"I wouldn't worry so much, Miyuki-senpai. Koushuu acts like that almost to everyone, even me." But, even if Seto's right, that doesn't change the fact that he's an unbearable brat.
Once he was out, Miyuki promptly put on his clean shirt and sweat pants before picking up his glasses from his basket and putting them on. And just as Miyuki was about to leave once he gathered all his dirty clothes and toiletries, the door slide opened before he had the chance to open himself, causing Miyuki to bump into the taller newcomer.
"Oh, Furuya, done with your running?" Miyuki asked when he immediately recognized the monster pitcher who had just entered the bathroom. Furuya nodded in response before walking pass his senior to place his basket of new clothes into one of the shelves, while the catcher made his way to exit the bathroom.
"Wait a minute, Miyuki-senpai," said catcher stopped upon hearing the voice of Furuya, prompting him to turn, where he saw Furuya suddenly standing straight up right in front of him, eyes showing unwavering determination that surprised the third year catcher.
"What's wrong, Furuya?"
"…I just thought that I should say this," Furuya said as he clenched his fist, which didn't went unnoticed by the catcher, confusing Miyuki even further. And Miyuki was not prepared for Furuya to suddenly bow down his head, his back bending down in the ninety degrees angle. "I am very sorry for all the troubles I've caused for the past few months, especially during the Jingu tournament and the Senbatsu. I know that I didn't manage to live up to everyone's expectations and I've been making the team worried about me."
Miyuki could almost swear that he could feel his jaw dropped as he heard Furuya's sincere apology. Indeed, ever since the second year had recovered from his ankle injury, the pitcher didn't perform as well as everyone had hoped, and everyone had thought that it was due to the lack of practice he had when he was recovering. However, his performances didn't seem to be improving after that; in fact sometimes his play seemed to have gotten worse when he wasn't in form. Also, despite Miyuki kept reminding the pitcher to control his pace, Furuya seemed to have ignored every single advice to rest, causing him to sometimes get criticized by his captain and his teammates for overworking himself even though he knew that his stamina would not last long.
"Have you forgotten what everyone has been telling you? Stop trying to play baseball by yourself and look around you!"
"But from now on, it's going to be different," Furuya determinedly said as he stood up straight, again with the eyes with the unwavering determination. "So, as usual, I'll be in your care from now on."
Miyuki blinked, stunned upon hearing that declaration for a while. He then continued to observe the current ace longer, and after some time, he began to smile when he saw that the determination in the taller pitcher's eyes still remained.
"Haha! Took you long enough to realize your mistake," Miyuki said as he showed his signature wicked grin and patted Furuya's shoulder purposely hard. "Well then, since you said it, things are going to get harder for you, Mr. Ace! Because you are going to everything in your power to make up for the twenty runs you gave up during the spring tournament!"
Furuya twitched upon hearing that comment; unable to comprehend on the number on runs he lost to his opponents during the Senbatsu. Since when did I lose twenty points?!
"To be exact, that's nineteen points," the door behind him suddenly opened, revealing Koushuu who just entered from his finished bath. Again, Furuya twitched upon hearing more comments about his pitching and started sweating even though he hadn't entered the hot bath yet. "With majority of them came from the nine points lost to Ichidai-san high school in the quarter-finals."
"And if you're going to pitch more wildly again, there's no doubt Nori will take the ace number from you~!" Miyuki commented in a gleeful tone with a sneer on his face, being uncannily cheerful about it. However, instead of the fire-up response he usually expected and received from the pitcher, Furuya unexpectedly gasped and became silent, surprising Miyuki as Furuya clenched his fist again as he stared at the bathroom floor.
"It's not only Nori-senpai."
"Huh?"
"It's not only Nori-senpai that may take the ace number away from me," Furuya said as he slightly raised his face. "HE may be the one who will take that number away from me instead."
And not only Miyuki, but also Koushuu was surprised as well, by the determination and the gentleness behind those eyes and voice, and also by the small smile on the face of their monster pitcher.
"He?" Koushuu asked, still confused by his senior's words, but widened his eyes as he realized the meaning behind. "You don't mean?"
And that was the second time a smile was adorned on Miyuki's face.
**Line Break**
He twirled his foot, trying to calm his feelings as he stood on his favorite mound.
"What?! Wait a minute, boss! What do you mean by I can't take part in the Kanto tournament?!"
He tightened his hold on the baseball in his left hand, as if confirming its presence.
"It's exactly what I mean. I'm taking you out for the Kanto tournament."
He raised his left arm, placing the hand with the baseball to hide in his baseball glove.
"In your condition and ability right now, you're not ready for the tournament, and I doubt you will be on time."
He exhaled, releasing the breath he had held in during the whole process.
"But there's a chance I'll recover on time! As long as I practice more when I recovered, I'm sure that I can make it for the tournament! I really think that I'm ready to play anytime!"
He looked up, imagining Miyuki crouching down behind the two batter boxes, his mitt already in position.
"Then get your doctor's approval to me. If I remembered very well, you said the same thing to me before didn't you? Even though the doctor hasn't given you permission to play in a game yet."
He winded up, and then raised his right leg.
"Must I remind you what had happened after that game you played with the second string against the first-years?"
He tightened his right glove as he lowered his right arm, left foot landing hard on the mound causing sand and dirt to sweep across his foot.
"But that's purely an accident! It's not going to affect my pitching!"
He twirled his left arm behind his body, before swinging hard across his shoulder, sending the ball straight onto the wall, resulting in a firm thump sound.
"My decision is final, Sawamura. I'm taking you out for the Kanto tournament."
He sighed, watching the baseball dropped onto the ground softly after its impact with the wall.
"Until I get the doctor's approval, I will not put you to practice or play any games till I know that you're ready. Understand that, Sawamura?"
And Sawamura could feel himself biting his lips as he remembered those words from head coach Kataoka. He knew fully well that the coach was right. After insisting on playing in that match against the first-years, Sawamura's knee condition relapsed unexpectedly, causing delays in his recovery process. He was ordered by the doctor to rest his knee well and stopped playing baseball for some time before starting his rehabilitation from the basic exercises again. He was then reprimanded quite harshly by many people; his condition was already improving, but suddenly turned for the worse because he played on that match without the doctor's permission.
The southpaw lowered his head as he reflected, looking at his feet on the mound. The feel of the mound on his feet and the feel of his pitching on his arms and shoulders lingered, making him reminisce and yearn for those days when he played with his teammates from Akagi Junior High and Seidou. He then raised his left hand to land on his chest, narrowing his eyes as he clenched his fist hard, as if trying to calm his heart from all the feelings accumulated inside.
The regrets he felt when he realized from Suzuki and Koushuu that the team had been probably suffering all these time because of him.
The disappointment he felt when the doctor said he couldn't play baseball for months and when the coach took him out of the first string team.
The envy he felt when he saw his teammates practicing hard without him and when he saw Suzuki training hard under his watch.
The longing he felt when he stood on the field and on the mound during practice and when Miyuki was catching for Furuya and Kawakami.
And Sawamura tightened his fist even further, bit his lips even harder as he realized just how much that he yearned to be playing baseball and standing on the field with his friends and teammates again. He could also feel tears accumulating at the back of his eyes.
I can't. At least, not here, where anyone could see-
"Oi, what are you doing, idiot?" a smack on his head suddenly came and interrupted his thoughts, and the pitcher was pushed forward slightly by the impact on his head.
"Ouch!" Sawamura yelled as he promptly held onto his head, clenching at the area where it hurt from the smack he received. He quickly turned back to his attacker with an annoyed frown, small tears forming in his eyes due to the pain he received. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Kuramochi-senpai?!"
"I should be the one asking that, idiot," Kuramochi said as he jabbed his finger onto his roommate. "What the hell are you doing, moping and getting depressed here all by yourself."
"I-I'm not moping at all! And I'm not depressed!" Sawamura stuttered out his answer very quickly, which apparently made the shortstop slightly upset.
"Oh really?" He then cracked his fists with a sinister smile, trying to obviously show that he was annoyed by Sawamura. "You've got a lot of guts to yell back at me huh? Since when did you become so rude and cheeky?"
"W-Wait a minute!" Sawamura yelled in fear, raising both his hands up in surrender as he stepped back away from the shortstop. "I'm someone injured, senpai!"
"And you think that's going to make me hold back?"
"Ah, no! Wait!" Sawamura shouted, and quickly crossed his arms in front of his face and got into a defensive position on instinct, readying himself for the soon-to-come pain and torment from his violent roommate.
But surprisingly, nothing came.
Sawamura blinked, not once, not twice, but thrice before slightly lowering his guard, surprised to see that his roommate was standing in front of him, hands in his sweat pants pockets instead of in a position ready to wrestle him. The annoyed frown was still on his face though, but Kuramochi showed no indication at all to torment his junior it seemed. Upon seeing this, Sawamura completely lowered his guard, but still stunned by his roommate's silence and actions.
"Kuramochi-senpai?"
"Tch," Kuramochi quickly turned as he clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Time to head back, idiot. Kanemaru's waiting for you."
"Huh?"
"Have you forgotten already? You're the one who asked him to help you with your homework; he's been in our room waiting for you since he finished his shower after dinner time."
"Ah," Sawamura dismissed his shock as he remembered his appointment with his classmate. "Shit, he's there already?"
"Yeah, though I'm not sure he's still there now," Kuramochi commented as he started walking; which soon after he could heard footsteps behind following him. "He was getting pretty impatient just now, so is either he had already left feeling very annoyed with you, or he had thought of some evil ways to punish you with your homework."
"What?!" Sawamura paused upon hearing those words. "No way!"
"Who knows?" Kuramochi secretly smirked when he heard his roommate panicking. Like Miyuki, teasing Sawamura had always been one of his favorite pastimes. "I think that you deserved it; spending your time moping there at the mound."
"Like I said, I'm not moping at all!"
"Oh really?" Kuramochi questioned as he turned around and stared at the southpaw more intensely, as if he was trying to observe and study him more closely. "You sure you're not standing on the mound there beginning to cry whenever you remember that you are unable to join us in practice due to your knee injury?"
Kuramochi could swear that he could hear Sawamura gasped in response to his question, proving that what he said was right.
"The coach had told me that he's pulling you out of the Kanto tournament, and I believe that it was the right decision."
"But, senpai, I-"
"Coach wants you skip the whole Kanto tournament and concentrate on your recovery in time for the summer tournament, rather than using you for the Kanto tournament when you haven't recover fully and risk another relapse which may cause you to unable to play in the summer tournament; you do understand that, don't you?"
"I know that! But…"
"Just forget about the Kanto tournament for now," Kuramochi almost sighed when he saw the disappointment on his junior's face. "It's not just you, you know."
"Huh?" Sawamura looked at his senior in surprise and confusion upon hearing those words.
"It's not just you that's looking forward to playing with everyone," Kuramochi stated as he turned again, making Sawamura face his back again. "Everyone's waiting for you too; to come back and play with us."
"Kuramochi-senpai…"
"I'm sure the whole regulars team are waiting and looking forward to playing with you again," Kuramochi stated again, this time looking up to the moon as he said it. "After all, it's going to be our last summer for some of us."
And upon hearing those words, Sawamura's eyes widened, and he could swear that something was caught in his throat, making him unable to breath for a few seconds as he registered those words and the meaning behind.
"The last summer?"
"Yeah," Kuramochi, who was still speaking with his back facing Sawamura, failed to realize the sudden change in the pitcher's mood. "For me, Shirasu, Kawakami, Zono and of course Miyuki; it's finally going to be our last summer, huh? To us, it's our last chance to go to Koshien. Which is why, we're looking forward to playing with you again, Bakamura."
Kuramochi smiled as he said those words, and began to reminisce his past three years in Seidou baseball team. After coming here all the way from his hometown in Chiba Prefecture, Kuramochi had gone through a lot in order for him to become one of the regulars in Seidou and now the vice-captain of this established team. He remembered the tough times he had to go through during these three years. He remembered the fun times he had during these three years. He remembered the regrets he felt when the team couldn't make it to Koshien. He remembered the disappointment when he wasn't selected as the captain. He remembered the joy whenever the team won a game. He remembered the ecstatic feelings when he realized in his first year that everyone in Seidou was just as an idiot and maniac about baseball as much as him.
All in all, he was really glad that he came to Seidou; and he was sure most of his other teammates too.
"So," Kuramochi began speaking as he turned to face his roommate again. "Hurry up and recover-" However, he found his voice stopped by the shock he received when he saw his roommate.
"W-W-What the hell, Sawamura! Why the hell are you crying?!"
And true enough, Sawamura was standing there, using his arms to cover his face but it was fairly obvious that he was sobbing due to the tracks of tears flowing on his arms and parts of the face that wasn't covered well. Kuramochi panicked upon the sight. Sure he knew how to keep the southpaw's mouth shut when he's noisy and irritating, but it's a totally different matter when his roommate was really crying his heart out. He could only quickly look around him praying for some form of help as the southpaw standing in front of him continued sniveling.
"Oi, Sawamura, why are you-"
"I-I'm sorry… senpai… I-I have totally forgotten…" Sawamura sniffled as he tried wiping away his tears with his arms and sleeves of his shirt. "T-T-That it was yours and Miyuki's last summer…"
Kuramochi froze upon hearing those words. He didn't think that his last comment would bring out this result. "O-Oi Sawamura, don't-"
"Shit, I'm so pathetic," Sawamura suddenly said as he tried hard to calm down, but find it difficult when the tears refused to stop, when his heart refused to stop pumping fast out of anxiety and when his breathing refused to stop rushing out of panic and fear when he realized.
It's going to be Miyuki's last summer.
"I-I'm sorry, senpai… I totally forget that… It's yours and Miyuki's last chance for Koshien… And yet… I'm still here getting all weak and pathetic… No wonder the coach refused to let me play…"
It's going to be Miyuki's last summer.
"What the hell are you saying? That's-"
"But it's true isn't it?!" Sawamura suddenly yelled, causing Kuramochi to step back in shock as he saw Sawamura's tears continued to flow, his red eyes without doubt full of regrets, dread and unease. "It's going to senpai's last summer, and yet I'm still being so pathetic and weak that I couldn't play! Do you have any idea how I felt when I saw everyone practice so hard everyday, when all I could do was either cheered for everyone behind or watched miserably how much everyone improves after every practice and game while I couldn't do anything?! What if I couldn't recover on time?! What if I'm still stuck like this when the summer tournament comes! I won't be able to play with you guys for the last time! I won't be able to form a battery with Miyuki anymore! And I won't be able to go Koshien with you guys anymore!"
Sawamura stopped yelling as he realized he couldn't hold back his breathe anymore. Instead, he continued to keep lamenting with the same thoughts.
It's going to be Miyuki's last summer.
"Even if it's the last summer, I still want to be part of the team… I want to play with you guys… for the last time…" and Sawamura went back to his previous state of crying more softly as he tried hard to wipe away his tears, trying to calm himself down. But for some reason he couldn't, probably because the same thoughts kept running in his mind.
It's going to be Miyuki's last summer.
And I might not be able to play with him.
Am I… going to be left behind?
Again?
And once again, Sawamura found that he was unable to stop himself from crying his emotions of unease and anxiety out, feeling extremely miserable with himself. At this point, he didn't care anymore. He didn't care that his roommate was right in front of him. He didn't care that if anyone, even Miyuki, would suddenly pass by and saw him wailing in the middle of the field. He had been hiding his true feelings for the past few months, and he didn't feel better when he was fully aware that he had only himself to blame. His tears just refused to stop. He could not stop crying.
Shit, I am so pathetic. A member of Seidou's baseball first-string team? The ace? What rights do I have to call myself the ace and a member of this awesome team when I'm so pathetic that I'm here crying like a kid-
Sawamura's thoughts suddenly got interrupted, and the southpaw gasped when he suddenly felt himself being pulled, eyes widened as he landed on a chest, while an arm firmly wrapped around his shoulders and a hand gently maneuvered his face to be hidden at the other's shoulder.
"Idiot," the shortstop said softly and gently as he turned and stretched his neck to the other side, avoiding looking at Sawamura's crying face. "If you're really that upset about not being able to play with us, then you just have to recover quickly. Hurry up and recover and then practice hard to be able to play with us. I said already didn't I? Everyone's waiting patiently for you, so hurry up and come back to us, Bakamura."
Sawamura's eyes widened even further, and Kuramochi sighed as he heard it once again, trying not to wince as he felt his shirt and shoulder getting wetter as seconds passed.
**Line Break**
Kominato Haruichi had always thought that he knew almost everything about his best friend. As someone who always hanged out with Sawamura whenever during games and practices, he always thought that he knew almost everything about him. He even knew about his secret relationship with their baseball captain. That was how close they were supposed to be.
However, Haruichi couldn't help but begin to feel otherwise these days, especially ever since that final match in the last fall tournament. He almost couldn't believe that he didn't realize that his best friend was injured due to the rough play during their semi-final match. He almost couldn't believe it that he didn't realize that he was currently dating his captain not until two months later after they started. And most importantly, he almost couldn't believe it that he didn't realize how much unhappy and depressed the pitcher actually was all these time when the pitcher was fully aware that he couldn't join in the trainings and games together with everyone yet.
So Haruichi could only start to blame himself, when he saw the southpaw in his defense partner's arms, crying his heart out again after he yelled out his true feelings seconds ago. He then began to remember; Sawamura's smiles, Sawamura's laughter, Sawamura's act of superiority and confidence for the past few months ever since he was released from his hospitalization and came back to Seidou. Don't tell me… Eijun-kun, It was all an act?
It was then he briefly remembered Sawamura brushing him away this afternoon after his warm up, when Suzuki suddenly charged towards Sawamura in order to tell him something that seemed very important. And it was at that thought that Haruichi began to wonder what words were shared between the two pitchers, and then began to panic as it inspired him. Could it be? That Suzuki told Eijun-kun about yesterday and-
"Hoh? Is that Sawamura and Kuramochi?" Haruichi gasped as his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by an unexpected voice that came from behind him, and he turned around to face the source of the voice. However, he immediately regretted it, because he was suddenly faced with probably one of the most terrifying stare he had ever seen in his whole life that sent an unpleasant chill down the second baseman's spine. Haruichi almost cursed as he realized who had entered the scene, and began to shiver out of fear for what happened next.
After all, almost nothing good happened whenever Miyuki Kazuya was truly and extremely angry.
**Line Break**
The sound of the field gate being slammed echoed throughout the field, causing both the pitcher and shortstop to jolt in shock and prompted them to turn to see what or who was the source of the noise. And to his horror, Sawamura saw Miyuki standing there by the gate, watching intensely at the two standing on the baseball field. Sawamura gasped and quickly wiped away his tears thoroughly with his sleeves while Kuramochi cursed, not failing to notice the intense and heavy stare they were receiving from the catcher as Miyuki began to stalk his way towards the two. And of course, both Sawamura and Kuramochi didn't fail to notice the rage and murderous intent behind those eyes of Miyuki's.
"M-Miyuki? What's wrong-ah!" Sawamura winced and screamed in pain when he was roughly pulled by his wrist into his boyfriend's arms. "Hey! What do you think you're-"
But the pitcher was immediately silenced by the death glare and the harsh grip around his waist he received, and petrified on the spot when he realized how infuriated Miyuki was. His eyes widened when he could feel the intense aura from the catcher and he could almost cry again; the fear inside him due to Miyuki's anger seemed to be worse than that incident a year ago when he criticized Chris in front of him and also that incident when he was teased by Miyuki's father.
Overwhelmed by the anger within those eyes and aura, Sawamura quickly lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly, trying hard not to wince from the pain he felt on his waist due to Miyuki's hard grip. Thanks to that, he was totally oblivious that the shortstop was avoiding looking into the eyes of the catcher.
And also, he was definitely not prepared to be suddenly pulled away harshly by a hand tightly gripped onto his shoulder, walking away awkwardly as he was guided by Miyuki.
And Kuramochi could only silently watch the couple walk away, worrying about what might happened to the pitcher.
**Line Break**
Sawamura didn't dare to look up. He didn't dare to say a word. Even though he was feeling uncomfortable and pained from the harsh grip he had on his shoulder and the intense aura he received from Miyuki, he still dared not look at or speak to his boyfriend. He could only obediently and quietly followed the catcher to his dorm room, where Miyuki quickly and harshly slammed open the door and glared hard at his roommate who had jumped and sat up in shock from his bed while he was reading a manga.
"Seto. Get out of the room. NOW." And of course no one dared to defy the captain's wrath, hence Seto could only immediately obey his orders, promptly and quickly scrambled out of the room with his manga still in hand without closing the door. And just when Seto was walked pass the threshold, Miyuki instantly slammed the door closed loudly again and pushed, causing Sawamura to shriek in pain when his back hit the door brutally hard and when his hands were frantically shoved onto the door on both sides of his head.
"Miyuki!" Unable to take the torment and harsh treatment from his boyfriend any longer, Sawamura tried to talk reason with the catcher. But it all seemed to fail, especially when Miyuki showed no intention to listen and let Sawamura talk by suddenly and fiercely landing his lips onto Sawamura's.
Sawamura's eyes widened as he was kissed. And his shock was soon amplified when suddenly Miyuki bit down his lips hard, causing the pitcher to yell out in pain allowing Miyuki's tongue to gain access into his mouth. Sawamura was definitely not prepared for the tongue to be suddenly shoved into his mouth only to be roughly ravaged by Miyuki's tongue and even teeth. And Sawamura moaned upon the contact, unable to identify whether the moan was out of pleasure or pain, which the answer became clear when Miyuki bit his lips painfully hard again, this time enabling the pitcher to taste the metallic liquid oozing from his lips.
"W-Wait! Miyuki-" again, Miyuki refused to let Sawamura speak with another rough kiss, but this time during the kiss he released the pitcher's hands, only for his hands to go under Sawamura's shirt. Sawamura could also painfully feel a rough thrust on the area between his legs by Miyuki's knee; his hands instinctively went onto the catcher's shoulders and pushed.
But the push was futile, evident by a counter push from Miyuki that further shoved Sawamura onto the wall. The kiss was then broke when air was needed, but Sawamura found no room to breathe for Miyuki had immediately dove into his neck, kissing and nipping at every single area Miyuki's lips could find.
"M-Miyuki, stop. This isn't-Ah!" a roar of pain resulted soon enough, when Sawamura could feel a breach of his skin on his neck by vicious teeth. His fear intensified further when he could feel a hand feeling up on one of his butt cheeks through his pants, before the pair of pants were quickly removed and dropped onto the floor. Fortunately, his boxers remained. "No! Wait! Miyuki! Don't!"
No, please, this isn't what I want.
"Miyuki! I said stop!"
"…Stop?" Sawamura froze after a hand roughly held onto his chin and turned it, forcing Sawamura to look directly onto Miyuki's angry eyes. Sawamura could swear that he could see red in those eyes for a second, and since when did he remove his glasses? "Why should I, when it seems that you have forgotten whose boyfriend you are?"
Sawamura could feel tears accumulating at the back of his eyes again when he saw the anger and heard those words from his boyfriend.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, crying in someone else's arms other than mine, especially in Kuramochi's? You can't blame me if I start thinking that there's something going on between the two of you, you know."
"No! You're wrong! There's nothing-"
"Nothing? Then does that mean you prefer to cry in his arms rather than mine? Does that mean you trust him more than me? Speaking of that, he was the only one wasn't it?"
"What?"
"He was the only one who knew about your injury during that final match," Miyuki could feel his rage inside amplified as he remembered that incident. "He was the only bastard that knew about your injury, but he chose to keep quiet. So you decided that you could only trust him with your secrets huh?"
"No! That's-"
"So tell me, when did it start? Between you and Kuramochi? Oh wait, maybe it's not just him; how many more had you seduced," and upon that Miyuki's hands on Sawamura's face tightened even further, pulling their face closer to each other. "With this cute crying face of yours?"
And Sawamura froze again, stunned by those hurtful words he had heard. He suddenly wondered if this was a dream. He suddenly wondered if the person right in front of him was really Miyuki or not, because Miyuki would never, ever say those words to hurt him. No. Not that gentle and considerate Miyuki, despite his difficult and twisted personality.
Or so he always thought.
Petrified, Sawamura began to feel nothing, even when Miyuki had started his rough intimacy on his body again. He could feel nothing when Miyuki bit his earlobe viciously. He could feel nothing when Miyuki had bit his nipples harshly through his shirt. He could feel nothing when Miyuki gripped his hips tightly and shoved him brutally hard to the door again.
Because the only thing he could probably feel, was the pain and agony in his heart as Miyuki's hurtful words ran through his mind throughout.
And all he could probably do, was to let his tears flow freely down from his eyes and let his body tremble in fear and ruin.
Miyuki paused, hearing the sniffles and feeling the shivers. His anger and jealousy had told him not to look up, but he ignored them, looking up to see his boyfriend crying while covering his mouth with his hand, eyes tightly closed and shivered, as if surrendering to his fate.
Miyuki's eyes widened upon the sight. And that was when he registered what had happened.
Sawamura was crying.
Sawamura was crying because of his rough treatment.
Sawamura was crying because of his harsh words.
Sawamura was crying because of him.
Miyuki froze as he looked at the pitcher's face. He had seen Sawamura cried. He had seen Sawamura cried in the past, once when Chris wasn't chosen to be in the first-string, once when the team lost in the final of the summer preliminaries last year and once when he was told he could have to quit baseball in the hospital months ago. Sawamura's crying face had never really affected him a lot in the past, but now it was different.
Because the cause of those tears right now was none other than Miyuki himself.
On the other hand, Sawamura, feeling the pause from Miyuki, slowly opened his eyes to glance what had happened. When he saw Miyuki freezing on the spot and gaping at him, Sawamura began to hope as he removed his hand and moved his mouth.
"Miyuki… Please stop…" and Sawamura closed his eyes again, using both of his hands to cover his face as he began to sob.
Miyuki's eyes widened even further as he saw and heard his boyfriend's plead. He didn't even think; his mind was empty when he saw Sawamura crying, and unconsciously he began to loosen his hold on Sawamura's hips. Feeling the loosening, Sawamura immediately took this opportunity to instinctively and roughly push Miyuki away from him, causing Miyuki to fall back and land on the floor. As quickly as he could, Sawamura pulled up and wore his pants and turn to open the door before sprinting and escaping out of Miyuki's room, ignoring Miyuki's any attempt to call out to him by slamming the door closed after that.
Shit. And Miyuki could only watch his boyfriend running away from him. He then smacked his own face with his palm, annoyed and frustrated with himself. What the hell had I done?
**Line Break**
He swore. He swore that he would get back to him next Monday during class. He would make sure that the teacher would know that that idiot had not done his homework and properly punished him. He would make sure that he would enjoy tormenting him with his homework during lunch break and after school. For now, he shall ignore every single plead from that idiot, and he shall refused any request from that idiot to help him with his backlog and weekend homework.
Because there was no way that Kanemaru could forgive Sawamura easily for treating him like a fool. Who did that Sawamura think he was, making him wait for him to come back for the past two hours, especially since he was the one that requested his help? He didn't care that he was talking to Furuya and Kuramochi before that. He didn't care that he was taken away by Miyuki after that. He just wanted Sawamura to make sure that he would show him more respect in the future.
Damn you, Sawamura. Is that how you treat someone who's willing to take his time off just to help you with your homework?
At that thought, Kanemaru took a deep breath and sighed, finally decided to stop thinking about that idiotic pitcher for today and sleep for the night.
And as he continued walking back to his room, the sound of a door being slammed was suddenly heard, and Kanemaru promptly looked up towards the sound, which came from the second floor of his dorm building. Even though he couldn't see properly due to the darkness of the corridor, sounds of someone rushing down the stairs was soon heard after that, thus he turned his attention towards the stairs, only to be shocked by the sight he'd seen.
"Sawamura?" Kanemaru called when he saw said pitcher running down the stairs, panting very heavily for someone who just ran down a few steps of the staircase.
And Sawamura, who heard his name being called, promptly turned to the source, only to miss a step, causing him to widen his eyes as he fell and landed on the last few steps before rolling down the stairs and onto the ground.
And Kanemaru could only widen his eyes in shock as he witnessed the whole episode.
"Sawamura!"
To Be Continued
Oh God, it's 7a.m. already?! Haha!
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Oh and because I am starting my work soon, there's a chance I won't be able to update as fast as I used to. But nevertheless, I'll always try my best to update as soon as I can! Promise! Because just as you readers enjoy reading my story, I enjoy writing this story as well! (Although I still couldn't see a direction and an ending for this story haha)
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Ink-chan :)
