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"What! Really, Masuko?" Kuramochi exclaims as he and Masuko walk back to their dorm. "Then tomorrow's game.."
Giving Kuramochi a peace sign . "Yep!" Masuko said, grinning. "I'm back on starting lineup!"
"Kahahaha," Laughing, Kuramochi stated."I bet it was the home run that decided it all!"
"I guess." Masuko said, shrugging. "Though it was no easy pitch to decide if it was worth hitting or not." Thinking back to the pitch that must have decided on his future on the team. She tipped her cap forward, her slight frown being the only thing visible. Looking towards Kuromochi he wonders, if he also caught on to what happened. Noticing how she seems to be in a small conflict with herself, as he walks towards the batter's box, he grips his bat and stares at her. She tips back her cap, bronze eyes meeting his, challenging him. Grinning,he pointed his bat towards her. "Sawamura." He says seriously. Making her almost gap at him, having never heard him talk personally. "Come at me with your best shot!" She stares at him for a moment in surprise, before amusement takes over her features. Giving him the widest grin.
Her eyes tear away from him and towards her catcher, who gives her a signal.
Masuko, tightens his grip on the bat. Knowing exactly, from what he observed, her pitching style to be. It wasn't speed or power that she lacked... it was control and she was damn good at faking that she had good control over her pitches.
"I barely won that fight."
"Guess, She's not ready to play with the big boys, just yet." said Kuramochi, grinning devilishly. "Wonder if she's hiding back in the back of our room..." Opening the room, they paused. Staring wide eyed at the scene before them; Sawamura who's in her pj's, looked back at them with a spoon in her mouth, holding a pudding cup.
A moment of silience passed between the roommates…
Their faces turn red.
It wasn't that they hadn't seen Sawamura in pj's before or anything girly. Though she tended not to wear anything girly, claiming that it was a waste of time and effort. In fact her pj's and after school clothes tended to be; from what they seen the past few weeks, baggy comfortable clothes that hide everything ad revealed nothing on Sawamura body. It seemed that today, she was too tired to care what wore in her dorm room as it revealed more skin and curves than the usual. Not that she cared, since she was sitting perfectly eating lunch on their dorm table and watched Tv, watching who knows what...
"Ah" Her eyes widen,grabbing the spoon out of her mouth. "Welcome back!" She greeted them with a bright smile. "Mochi-nii, Masuko-senpai, want some?" She gestured towards the food, she brought from the cafeteria, not that the lunch ladies minded, since they tend to give the girl more than anyone on the team.. Smiling innocently at them, not noticing they were in shock with her state of dress.
Nor did she care, honestly… It sometimes scared her how comfortable she was with her roommates, when it took her a long time to get comfortable with other people.
Kuramochi, stared at his proclaimed baby sister, who was a straight up tomboy from a farm town in Nagano. Wore pj shorts and a tank top. While on the one hand he felt glad that she felt comfortable enough to wear it around them. He couldn't help but feel his eyebrows twitched in irritation, as he realized that Masuko was behind him. Rationally he knew Masuko thought of Sawamura as a baby sister, like he did. He couldn't help it though, his brotherly instincts screamed at him to cover Sawamura from the world view or eyes...
So he did the one thing he could do. "COVER YOURSELF UP." Launching himself at her, he grabbed her blanket and tried to cover her up with it.
'MOCHI-NII WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO YOU!?" Sawamura shouted, trying to wiggle out of the cocoon, that her dear beloved, even if she just recently gotten to know him, mochi-nii wrapped her into. "SHUT UP!" He yelled, refusing to look at her in the eyes. " YOU SHOULD BE DROWNING IN DESPAIR!" Kuramochi, wrestled her back into the cocoon he made for her. "AFTER ALL YOU LOST! ROOKIE!"
Masuko, walked into the room, ignoring them. Staring at his pudding cup in despair; before looking at the food that Sawamura brought back from the cafeteria.
"IT DOESN'T MEAN I HAVE TO SUFFOCATE! I NEED AIR!"
He grabbed some of her food and watched in silent glee of vengeance, as he made no move to help her out of the pickle Kuramochi has put her in.
no one, no one grabs his pudding and gets away with it.
Not even Sawamura.
Kuramochi, grabs Sawamura arms as she frees herself from the cocoon and puts her into a choke-hold. "... watching tv, like your totally fine..." He mutters, miffed. Sawamura just glares and grit her teeth at her situation.
BUZZ! BUZZ!
Honey brown eyes widen, at the sound of a phone buzzing from the direction of her bed.
Kuramochi, whips around like a hound sniffing out a bone, looking towards Sawamura part of the bunk, he sees the curtains slightly open revealing a light blue phone. Letting go of Sawamura and grabs the phone."Nanai!? You even brought your phone." he asks, grinning devilishly, as he opens the phone. "Oooh, you got mail." He snickers out, before yelping.
"BONZAI!" Sawamura jumps onto his back wrapping her legs around his waist, and her left arm snakes around his neck as she reaches towards the phone trying to grab the phone with her right hand.
"GET OFF ME, YOU BRAT!"
"GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE!"
XXX
Outside the Dorms.
The blonde stared at the door he was about to knock on, Maybe I should do this later.. He thinks, grimacing at the loud noise coming from the room. She's probably busy dealing with her Senpai's… His cheek reddens as a thought comes to mind, Sawamura was a girl and girls tended to wear night- NO! He shakes his head from the thought, turning away from the door he walks away. Best not to think about it. He thinks. I'll apologize tomorrow..
Not willing to take the risk of gaining the fury of his upperclassmen that were her roommates or risking the chances of seeing Sawamura in possibly revealing clothes… It would not end pretty, for him. Since he would gain the fury of the pitchers and the manager of his year, along with two of his senpai's.
He inwardly winced at the hurt and disappointed look in her eyes, when he looked down at her for being a girl. Twitching uncomfortable as a cold shiver ran down his spin at the stunned look she gave him, when he slammed her against the wall, the reaction up close, looked like a hurt caged animal for a moment. Before fury was all he could see.
Walking up the stairs, he wondered if his upperclassmen saw any of his behavior in the dugout today, he really hoped not. Though if they did, he was sure only one of them would give him shit about what happened today, since his other roommate didn't stay at the dorms half the time. Opening the door, it let out a rather loud CREEK-
"BANZAI!"
"GAH!" yelping he was grabbed by the shoulders and shoved into a chair. A flash of light was thrown onto his face as his senpai looked at him, with wide deranged eyes and a creepy smile that sent shivers to him.
"What the hell!" He said, looking at senpai's, before noticing a brunette in the room staring at him with cold emotionless eyes. Is that Chris-san…? He wondered, looking at the chestnut brunette who had his arms crossed and less than impressed with his roommates. While the other grinned wickedly at his junior.
"Now.. now" He said, flicking the blonde's nose. "Your focus is on me now, not on chris-senpai.." The tone of his voice was mocking the blonde, making him grit his teeth as he stared defiantly at his senpai. "Now I heard from a little Tanuki~" His senpai sang. "That you were awfully physically close to the only girl on the team." His senpai gripped the blonde's shoulders. "Manhandling her…" He could feel his senpai's raging eyes in disappointment and prepared himself for the scolding he was about to get for disrespecting the only girl on the team. "Now, what are her boobs like?" His senpai, shot out. "Is she soft like everyone says she is, submissive…? Or a raging untamed-"
Wait… what..? The blonde looked at his senpai, blankly. His mind trying to comprehend his senpai's thinking or the situation at hand.
SMACK!
"OW! GODDAMMIT CHRIS!"
Chris stared at his junior with little emotion, holding the rolled up magazine at hand as if to threaten him to quiet down. The brunette huffed, crossing his arms and scowled at his senpai. "Alright, alright." The brunette grumbles out. "How much do you about Sawamura?"
The blond raises an eyebrow. "Why?" He asks, concerned and wary as to what his senpai's want from her and with the fact that one of his senpai's was probably lusting over her. He wasn't about to give out any information to his senpai's until he found out why exactly, though if he found the explanation unsuitable he would refuse to hand over any info on her.
Not to mention Toujo would kill me, if I hand out info on Sawamura only for her to get hurt by it.
The brunette glances towards Chris answering, sarcastically. "We want to know our future sister-in law, obviously." Looking miffed, he mutters under his breath. "Honestly kids these days..."SMACK! "OW!" The brunette clutches the back of his head.
Flushing at the implication. He stares down at his roommates. The brunette huffs, "Fine, there's a possibility that Chris-senpai is going to be her catcher when Coach assigns the team there official schedule of training." The blond looks at his Senpai, grimacing. "Not much, I can help then" He admits. "I don't know much about her, just bits and pieces from what I gathered from Class and Tojo."
"Guess you won't be much help then." The brunette says, looking disappointed. "Told you we should 've gone with the other blond." The brunette mutters, making the blond feel insulted.
"That would be enough information." Both roommates look towards the cold yet respectable roommate Chris.
Stunned, the brunette straightens up and turns back to the their young roommate and say's. "You heard Chris, Kanemaru. Talk."
Kanemaru could feel it was going to be a long night, full of interrogation and planning.
XXX
Midnight
After roughhousing, the room was silent.
She could hear her roommates snoring, possibly snuggling in their blankets and dreaming peacefully. While on the other hand she tossed and turned in her bed, unable to sleep. Staring up at the bunk-bed ceiling. She wondered what it was about the place that made her unable to sleep. Her muscles screamed at her to rest and relax, but something made her restless. I should be used to silence...She thought to herself. So why am I anxious to do something…?
Frustrated, she closed her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she counted.
One sheep...
...
Two sheep...
...
Three Tanuk-
Opening her eyes, she growled. Gritting her teeth as a picture of a Tanuki grinning widely at her with glasses coming to mind. What was it about Miyuki Kazuya, that made her so irritated right now? No wait, why did she even think that Miyuki Kazuya was the cause of her inability to sleep?
Groaning, she sat up and slipped her phone out from under her pillow. Flipping her phone open.
You have…: No mail!
She sighed, flipping it closed and looked at the time. 4:30 A.M. Why can't I sleep! She thought, I don't even get this up this early while on the farm! Maybe it;s the lack of sunlight in the room..? She was used to sleeping with her curtains open and have sun shining on her face when she's about to wake up. Stretching her arms, She quietly slipped out of bed without making too much noise with the curtains on her bed, walking towards her draws she pulled out some clothing.
If I can't sleep, best to work off the awareness…
Debating whether or not she should leave to change, she shook her head and pulled of her nightgown. There deep asleep. She thought, a-suring herself. They won't wake up during this time of the day, right? She paused hearing one of her roommates move. Heart racing, she lowered her shirt down, observing their sleeping forms, noting that her roommate had only changed direction of their sleeping position. She let out a sigh of relief, quickly putting on shorts.
I think it would be best to leave the dorm today. She thought. Best to do laundry during the day and get it down, without worrying about someone taking a peek at my clothes. Slipping on some flats, she grabbed her basket of dirty clothes and walked quietly out the door.
Shutting the door quietly behind her, she made her way towards the laundry area, praying that the guys didn't or haven't hung up their underwear to dry..
Looking at the other dorms with platforms on it, she paused as one in particular catches her eye.
Ogiwara Shigero
Fuku Asahi
...
..
They room together!?
She could feel her eyebrows twitch, as she stared at the names before her. Feeling somewhat put out,she felt that fate was mocking her. Laughing at her even... Suddenly, she couldn't help but think they were laughing at her... Behind her back. Fingers tapping her basket impatiently, she looked towards the laundry area, before glancing back at the room and then back and back again. Letting out a deep breath, taking control of her urge to kick down the door and yell at them loud enough so that the whole dorm rooms could hear, step towards the laundry area. What if they're planning something She thinks, feeling dread curl inside her. Clenching the basket tighter she slowly walked towards her goal. They wouldn't laugh... She thought, trying to shake of the feeling. Much less mock me..With a small smile, closing her eyes shut. if they know what's good for them.. Her smile turning sinister. Then they wouldn't dare.
Wouldn't they? A dark voice whispered in the back of her mind, causing her to doubt her abilities to judge her friends, correctly. After all, Fuku has no trouble blackmailing you and Ogiwara is only here to heal from basketball emotional wounds, wouldn't they abandon you when they find you no longer useful…?
She swollaged back a lump in her throat as she thought about it. Was she even a friend? Now that she realized it, did she have any actual friends at Seido? Maybe Haru-chan…? She thinks hesitantly, wondering if she could actually call her a friend. Suddenly, her thoughts could no longer contain her wild imagination. They were laughing at her, mocking her behind her back as she walked past them. "She has no friends!" They pointed. "Sad, isn't it?"
"Mah, now to only replace her from the tea-"
Letting go of her basket, she robotic-ally turned back to the dorm room, red blocking her vision and rationality. As she steamed ran towards the door.
BANG! BANG!
"OPEN UP YOU BASTARDS!"
THUMB. THUMB!
"WHAT THE HELL!?"
"OPEN UP YOU TEMES! HOW DARE YOU NOT TELL ME~"
"YOUR WORSE THAN MY MOTHER!"
"SAWAMURA!"
A couple minutes later...
Sawamura was not cute.
Period.
She wasn't! Really she wasn't! Not even when her cheeks puffed out, as she pouted. her still barely developed, but slowly coming well together che- SMACK!
"GAH!" Cradling his head, he looked up to the glare of his roommate.
"Osamu will kill you, if you lay a hand on Nobu's girl." Ogiwara mouthed, glaring at him, while his pointer finger swipe in the air around his neck. Gulping and flustered at being caught checking out his long time rival for the first time. Mortified for even coming close to thinking Sawamura as... as... a girl! He shuddered as he cursed his hormones, stepping aside to let Ogiwara to scold Sawamura properly.
Giving Fuku a nod in approval, he stepped in to look at his cousin's best friend and honorary sister, who was pouting as she sat like a disobedient caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar. Crossing her arms. Giving her a scolding look, crossing his arms with a frown present on his face. "Ei-chan, what are you doing up so early?" He asked, giving her a "Don't you dare lie to me," face.
Wincing at the look,Osamu must of been giving him listens. She thinks, refusing to make eye contact.
"Sawamura.' He says, warning.
"Neh, I-I..." She stutters out, looking flustered and wide eyed. Mumbling under her breath, Ogiwara leans closer. "Come again?" He asked, not hearing a word she said. Blushing even further she mumbles out an apology, repeating what she said; in an even lower voice.
Getting irritated with her mumbles and barely audible speech. He said "Sawamura" With a tone of warning in his voice, giving her an even more disappointed look. A look that he learned how to do: when dealing with Kuroko's eating habits.
Unable to take his stare any longer, She yelled. "I SAID I WAS SORRY, OKAY!?"
Irritated at being yelled at and cranky for being woken up at an ungodly hour, he yells back. "DON'T YELL AT ME!"
She glared "WELL STOP GIVING ME THOSE LOOKS," She yelled. "ONLY KUROKO LOOKS GOOD WITH THOSE LOOKS!"
Offended and mortified at being compared to his best friend, He yells "WHAT THE HELL!? DON'T BRING KUROKO IN THIS!" He sniffed. snobbishly. Honestly, He thinks to himself. To think I would lower myself to her standard of insults... Wait..."ARE YOU IMPLYING, I'M NOT GOOD LOOKING ENOUGH FOR YOU!?" He nearly shrieks out.
Leaning in closer and nearly touching foreheads, she says sassing him. "Well if the shoe-"
SMACK!
"OW!" Rubbing their heads, they looked towards the only culprit that could have smacked them, their glares faltering as they looked at Fuku's death glare of doom. Recoiling, they looked away from him. As he yells at them. "IDIOTS." Looking at them like they were little five year olds, that were ruining nap time for the other kids. "If your done trying to wake up the whole damn dormitory." He hissed out, making them flinch. "Then could we go back to the main subject?"
Embarrassed at acting so childish, Sawamura rubs her neck, laughing awkwardly. "ehehehe, I didn't mean to wake you guys up..." Biting her lower lip. Unknowingly drawing their attention to her lips. "I just thought.." What was I thinking? Sawamura asks herself. That my long time respected rival, would back-stab me now? Now that we're both on the same team now? Or that Osamu cousin was pitying me? Feeling ashamed and embarrassed with her actions. I can't remember the last time I acted so rash and even more stupid when off the field. She wanted to be buried alive now and hide her shame.
Now now, her chibi self piped up. What would jiji say? Acted like a Sawamura you moron!
Sweat-dropping at the response of her inner self, she was really questioning her sanity now. Now that I think about it, When did I begin to have an inner self? She could understand her consciousness having a little devil and a good voice in the back of her mind, but her inner chibi self?
"Thought what?" Fuku asks, curious as to what his old rival bringing back Sawamura attention to the situation by Fuku questions, she panics realizing she didn't know how to respond. "Wanna hang out," she blurts out, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. She really wanted to die and have the ground swallow her hole at any given moment.
Fuku mind goes from overdrive to numbly blank. "What?" He asks, dumbfounded.
"Like go out to Tokyo, with some of our teammates?" Ogiwara pipes up.
Sawamura just nods, frantically. Scared and cursing herself for blurting things out without a thought.
Fuku and Ogiwara just look at each other.
She's going to be a handful isn't she…? They thought, looking at Sawamura with deadpan stares.
Kanemaru was frustrated, of all the stupidest thing he could've done he had to insult the only female baseball player, who took practice seriously. Sure he's met other female teammates before. Especially in his junior high, but none of them seemed to have put their hearts into practice like Sawamura has. In fact none of them had the same passion for it, until much later and by that time, they were in their last year of junior high. A bit too late to be noticed by high school baseball. Which meant they would have to switch to softball.
Sawamura, on the other hand might as well live and breathe baseball, like it was her life line.
He couldn't help, but wonder though.. pitchers tended to play with their dominant side, so what made her want to be able to play with both sides? Even he knew the consequences of being able to play with both sides for pitchers. It always resulted in failing at catching or batting.
But that wasn't what made him frustrated. He gritted his teeth of the remembrance of that idiotic fake blondie, because he was sure that he dyed his hair that way! (There was no way that hair was natural!) Confronted him yesterday, right after the senpai game. Sure, he was angry, yesterday. He acted out, he knew that. He had no right to push or say those things to Sawamura. Who was only trying to help and cheer the team up. She even gave up valuable information beforehand!
Though, he wondered, why wasn't she a manger? Surely, with her skills at analyzing players would have been more helpful to the team, not that she wasn't strong enough or skilled enough to be on the team! She certainly proved herself, yesterday. That she was more than skilled enough to be on the team, the only thing she needed was a form, to help her improve.
Perhaps, because she was a girl, none of them took the information seriously. Still now that he thought about it, how many of them had girls on the team other than managers? Ones that actually helped? Not that Seido manager's weren't helping! It was just that…
Excluding Fuku and the other kid, Kominato; He reminds himself. The rest of the team just took the information, without digesting it.
Fuku, he could kind of understand, to take Sawamura information to be correct. Since it seems as though he's known Sawamura, for a rather long time. But that bastard had no right to threaten him, like the way he did! He wasn't going to apologize to Sawamura, just because that bastard told him to do so! He was going to do it by his own choice, or at least that's what he convinced himself.
It probably didn't help that his Senpai's or at least one of them threaten him to go apologize to the girl, when he told them what happened. Chris on the other hand just looked at him with cold disappointment and interest.
He shook his head, not wanting to remember what happened yesterday.
Unable to rest and wanting to practice, he had woken up early. Having left his dorm room a while ago he walks out of the bathroom, passing by he spotted a brunette from the corner of his eyes. Turning to look at the person. He notices that it was Sawamura walking towards the field, already dressed in sweatpants and a baggy blue shirt. what's she doing up this early in the morning? Pondering, he debates if he should go talk to her now or later. Better now than later. He thinks, unconsciously walking towards her direction.
Looking at the semi-empty field, he couldn't help, shakes his head and let out a small grin, as he spotted a messy brunette haired girl, sprinting at an un-paced speed with a tire tied around her waist. "OI, SAWAMURA!" He shouts, making her pause and turn around to look at him. Seeing this, he took his chance to apologize, as he jogged towards her awaiting form.
"Hey." She says giving him a small smile at him. "You need something, Kanemaru-san?"
He grimaces at the honorifics before telling her. "You can drop the 'san' you know." Blinking up at him and face flushing she nods; silently wondering why he was talking to her. He's never made an effort to talk to her outside of class before. Then again, she never made it her mission to talk to him or any of the other team members that weren't Ogiwara or Fuku.
Perhaps that was why she freaked out a while ago, sighing in total relief, when they agreed to hang out with her. Before they threw her out of their dorm room, so that they could catch up with some beauty sleep; before heading out to Tokyo later on today.
An awkward silence befalls them.
Shifting, she looked around trying to come up with something to escape, this awkward situation.
"Well great talking to you, but gotta go bye." She turns around to continue her morning run, when he grabs her wrist in a movement to stop her from going anywhere.
"Wait." He says, making her turn slightly to look at him.
"About yesterday.." He said, trailing off. "I wa-wa- may have been-" Stumbling over his words. "I-I may have said some things that weren't entirely correct..." He stops, realizing that he was indirectly insulting her still.
"What I mean to say, is that..." He takes in a deep breathe, frantically trying to think of what to say. Freezing as Sawamura innocent amber eyes blink up at him, cutely. "D-do you... I mean I a-ap-po-"
Is he trying to apologize..? She thinks, tilting her head, looking even more confused at him; not noticing that his face was becoming more flushed by how she was looking at him. He's not doing a very good job, She notes, smiling at him. Men's pride are rather delicate. Closing her eyes in acceptance and glee. I'll let him off the hook, this time... Had she opened her eyes, he would have noticed that 'sinister' look in her eyes. But since she hadn't... But first, let's have a bit of fun with this. Relaxing, she opens her eyes to look at him straight in the eyes.
"Neh," She said, making sure to sound a bit air headed. "I forgive you, if..." He freezes, looking at her in disbelief and a bit of hope. He was relieved, he didn't have to say anything and that she forgave him.. Wait.. did she just say; if? Tensing, his heart stop fear escalating into his system. Forcing himself to relax he watched her continue to talk.
"If you take me out for ice cream." She demanded/said. Smiling up at him.
His heart having stopped a moment ago began to thump loudly in his chest. His face flushing into a brilliant shade of red. I-is she asking me out? He thought to himself. "i-ice cream?" He chokes out, his voice nearly high pitched.
"Mhmm." humming she nods at him. "I've been wanting to go out to Tokyo, but I don't want to go alone, so...?" She trails off, cheeks tinting red in embarrassment. Pondering it over he nods. "Sure." His voice a bit higher, then usual. I think I'll need Tojo to crash the date…
"Great!" Beaming at him. Sawamura said. "I'll meet you here in a two hours!"
Turning around from him, she continued her jog around the field, leaving him alone to his thoughts as he slowly, but surely walked off from the field.
Wait is it even a date?
Giving him a glance from the corner of her eye. I think that was too easy, She thinks, feeling slightly guilty. Before shaking it off. Now to get Ogiwara and Fuku to agree...Despite being rash and self centered:It comes with being a pitcher. She wanted her team, to be good, to see her senpai's acknowledge that they'll be leaving their legacy with a well together team.But that won't happen if Fuku-chan has problems with Kanemaru... if I know Fuku as well as I do then he must of done something to Kanemaru.. Narrowing her eyes she thinks back to moments ago. Nothing seems wrong though, no bruises from what I could see and no stumbling when he walks...She makes a mental list with who to invite and which ones to not invite.
I wonder. Pondering over the pinkette that she met yesterday.What was his name? Hikaru ..? No, Hakui? No... Haruchi..?That seems about right. I wonder if he wants to come to Tokyo with us? She mused. Maybe I could even ask Furuya? Grimacing at the thought, she sighed mentally. I'll have to bribe him though... Balling her hand into fist as she twitched, catching for him, might do well…
he is rather anti-social...a soft older voice whispers. a trait that's not good for an ace…
or a player in general...The voice adds after a second thought.
She stops walking as she repeats, what her conscious just whispered.
I guess, it's true. Once a coach always a coach.
Omeke...
~Ei-chan's Email!~
6 am
After being thrown out of Fuku and Ogiwara dormarty so that they could sleep; She went on her merry way to the laundry, after frantically picking up her clothes from the ground. Putting her clothes in the washing her clothes, she leaned back on the dryer that was next to the machine washing her clothes.
I wonder how Hiro is She thinks to herself. Taking out her phone from her pocket, she turned it on and scrolled to the very first message that was sent to her on her first day of seido.
To Ei-chan!
How are you!? How do you like Seido so far? Mah, I know you only started but you probably already have lots of things to tell me and the guys about you time in Seido. Miyoshi doesn't have a baseball club, but the guys can't wait to start one. Rebuilding the club like you did an all. Some of our senpai's are coming and going, helping us out every once in a while as a favor.
Wishes us luck!
-Nobu
Smiling at Nobu quick message and demanding of an even longer message in return; she goes onto the next message.
To; baby cousin
From: Daichi-ni
Oi, I heard you haven't responded to any text message, you brat! I better get one in the next few weeks or else! Anyway, how is everything? Okaa-san is already fretting thanks to you making arrangements, of having oji-san move in with us during the winter.
Lucky brat, anyway are you even coming home for winter break or are you going to ya...? Never mind, bad question. By the way Koshi says hi.
Come root for us when you have time Ei-chan, I have a good feeling about this year. Don't turn into a city girl.
Smirking at his words, she muses a bit. Will can't make any promises Daichi -nii. Going onto the next, she freezes as she stares at the person who texted her.
To Sawamura Eijun.
From: Okaa-san
We need to talk
Her heart stopped, as she stared at the message. Eyes widening as she felt dread uncurl inside her,clenching the phone as resentment and sadness build in once again. A single thought crossed her mind.
Why now?
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A/N: I was rather unsure if I liked the original chapter, before deciding to redo the chapter. Kind of took a bit of my time, I think I got back to my groove in posting chapters again. I should be posting chapter nine soon.. But It mostly depends if I can get back on schedule or not. Doesn't help my older sister got me hooked on another anime/manga currently. Plus school has started and I'm on my last year too..
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