Wooooah.. been forever ne? Gomen nasai! I'm living in Japan now and I
think that has something to do with my lateness. Who the hell thought I'd
ever get a social life? O.o certainly not me! Anyways.. the plotline is
coming out nicely, although next chapter will be very strange.. very
strange indeed. You meet one of the OC's I'm bringing into this sucker..
and the main antagonist! Yay!! I'm also bringing in a few love interests
for the girls - which should be interesting.. hehehehe.. anyways.. please
review! Gomen again for suffering writers block *bows*
"Seira!" A voice called, the redheaded girl turned around, waving slightly to her team mate who was running to catch up to her. It was the beginning of a new term, September 1st and the Coach had sent out notices letting all the girls know that practice was starting up as well. They had been given a break since the game against Kisaragi. Some how Seira got the feeling that the notice wasn't actually from that drunken old pervert, and was actually sent out by the chairman or her lacky/secretary Yanagida. Either way, it was good to be back for practice even though she could make do without the damn skirt necessary for school. (She already got in trouble enough about never wearing those stupid frilly bowties.)
"Have a nice break?" Ryo asked as she fell into step with the sprinter. Seira shrugged.
"Eh, it was so damn boring. If anything baseball gives me something to do." She bit out, 'and it gets me away from my stupid parents.' She finished in her head. Ryo shook her head and laughed.
"I suppose one could look at it that way, I've been practicing in the morning, before I had to help mom open shop." The pitcher explained. Her fingers curled up into a fist in front of her face.
"This year we'll do it. Takasugi-kun is going down!" She exclaimed, Seira rolled her eyes. Those two had the oddest relationship in the world, the more they loved each other the more they wanted to beat each other. Weird. Ryo's face suddenly turned serious. "I was thinking of giving up my position as Captain." That one made the second baseman choke.
"Whaaaat?"
"I think the girls should vote on it, Coach just used a ladder game, so it was just luck that I was chosen." Ryo murmured softly, recalling how much Izumi had actually held the team together, whether it was from her amazing stunts on the field or her rather cruel observations off it. Ryo felt that she had really only brought a lot of grief onto the team, especially during the semi-finals. Seira shook her head.
"If you're thinking what I think you're thinking then you obviously aren't thinking. Besides, even if everyone voted you'd still be captain. Ryo you're an idiot." She grumbled, shaking her head. It was too damn early to be supportive. Ryo tilted her head to the side before smiling.
"I suppose I'll just have to believe you." Ryo finally said quietly. Seira shook her head.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." Seira grumbled, rolling her eyes. Ryo grinned.
"Any time."
"Ganmo-chan!" A voice called as Hiroki flew by on a bike, only to come to a screeching halt in front of the pair. Seira looked from Ryo to Hiroki and shook her head, walking by deciding to leave the lovers at whatever the hell they were gonna do. Seira instantly killed the shot of envy she felt well up inside - it's not that she wanted hiroki, that boy was so damn cocky, plus anyone who wasn't blind deaf and stupid could see he was completely wrapped around Ryo's pinky finger. More, it was that Ryo had someone like that to care for her and Seira didn't. She sure as hell didn't want some stupid simpering foolish love to get in her way. Right? ******
"I .am. so.. out . of shape.." Hikaru grumbled as the girls ran around the diamond for what seemed to be the millionth time.
"Probably eating too many okiyaminaki with a certain someone." Yoko sang. The other girls laughed as Hikaru's face turned bright red.
"The jerk, he got me so fat." She grumbled, inwardly smiling at the last date she had had with Seishiro Natsume. He was such a good guy, always eager to listen and help out with any problem you might have, she was lucky to have him as a boyfriend. although.. sometimes she still got a little worried that he still liked Ryo, no matter how many times he assured her that they were just good friends. The girls stopped running finally, and began on the stretching, following the whistle being blown by Nene.
"God it's good to have something to do again." Seira grunted as they started a butterfly stretch. A few of the girls laughed. Ryo turned to Koharu and smiled.
"How was your trip back home Koharu?" She asked. The batter's face shone.
"I got a huge scolding from Dad first thing." She answered, "but he looks better, healthier than Zenji told me on the phone." She explained.
"Is she more of a slave driver this year or is it just me?" Yoko whined, jerking her head towards their manager.
"Just you. Stop whining. Maybe if you worked as much as you whined you'd be a better player." Seira growled which immediately set off a famous Yoko/Seira fight. Koharu turned to Kanako and offered a grin.
"I'm so glad we get our daily dose of comedic violence during practice." She said.
"It does take the mind off the muscles that are screaming in pain." Kanako quipped.
"As long as it doesn't interfere with their playing." The cold Izumi finally added to the conversation. The other girls turned to look at her in slight surprise but before even Ryo could state the ever normal "Izumi- san?" Nene blew her whistle ten times louder than normal causing the girls to all wince.
"We'll start with fielding!" The manager called, smiling innocently as the girls got up groaning. As per usual the coach was shaken out of his drunken stupor to hit the balls to the girls. He was the same as ever, unshaven, unkempt and hung-over. The girls, far from being out of practice looked to be in tip top shape- minus the running of course.
Practice continued as per normal, although, none of the girls noticed the strange man lurking behind a nearby tree, his eyes never leaving that of Ryo. He had heard of this Kisaragi girls team, then again who hadn't? They were famed to be one of the best teams in the league. and if that wasn't enough for the media they had to be of the female gender. He also knew once he read the pitcher's name in the papers that he had to come and see her for himself - to prove that it wasn't just a strange dream. To prove that Hayakawa lived on through his daughter - and it looked like a 20 year old debt to be repaid finally could be. He smiled maliciously before shoving his hands in his pockets and walking off just as the whistle ending practice blew.
"Seira!" A voice called, the redheaded girl turned around, waving slightly to her team mate who was running to catch up to her. It was the beginning of a new term, September 1st and the Coach had sent out notices letting all the girls know that practice was starting up as well. They had been given a break since the game against Kisaragi. Some how Seira got the feeling that the notice wasn't actually from that drunken old pervert, and was actually sent out by the chairman or her lacky/secretary Yanagida. Either way, it was good to be back for practice even though she could make do without the damn skirt necessary for school. (She already got in trouble enough about never wearing those stupid frilly bowties.)
"Have a nice break?" Ryo asked as she fell into step with the sprinter. Seira shrugged.
"Eh, it was so damn boring. If anything baseball gives me something to do." She bit out, 'and it gets me away from my stupid parents.' She finished in her head. Ryo shook her head and laughed.
"I suppose one could look at it that way, I've been practicing in the morning, before I had to help mom open shop." The pitcher explained. Her fingers curled up into a fist in front of her face.
"This year we'll do it. Takasugi-kun is going down!" She exclaimed, Seira rolled her eyes. Those two had the oddest relationship in the world, the more they loved each other the more they wanted to beat each other. Weird. Ryo's face suddenly turned serious. "I was thinking of giving up my position as Captain." That one made the second baseman choke.
"Whaaaat?"
"I think the girls should vote on it, Coach just used a ladder game, so it was just luck that I was chosen." Ryo murmured softly, recalling how much Izumi had actually held the team together, whether it was from her amazing stunts on the field or her rather cruel observations off it. Ryo felt that she had really only brought a lot of grief onto the team, especially during the semi-finals. Seira shook her head.
"If you're thinking what I think you're thinking then you obviously aren't thinking. Besides, even if everyone voted you'd still be captain. Ryo you're an idiot." She grumbled, shaking her head. It was too damn early to be supportive. Ryo tilted her head to the side before smiling.
"I suppose I'll just have to believe you." Ryo finally said quietly. Seira shook her head.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." Seira grumbled, rolling her eyes. Ryo grinned.
"Any time."
"Ganmo-chan!" A voice called as Hiroki flew by on a bike, only to come to a screeching halt in front of the pair. Seira looked from Ryo to Hiroki and shook her head, walking by deciding to leave the lovers at whatever the hell they were gonna do. Seira instantly killed the shot of envy she felt well up inside - it's not that she wanted hiroki, that boy was so damn cocky, plus anyone who wasn't blind deaf and stupid could see he was completely wrapped around Ryo's pinky finger. More, it was that Ryo had someone like that to care for her and Seira didn't. She sure as hell didn't want some stupid simpering foolish love to get in her way. Right? ******
"I .am. so.. out . of shape.." Hikaru grumbled as the girls ran around the diamond for what seemed to be the millionth time.
"Probably eating too many okiyaminaki with a certain someone." Yoko sang. The other girls laughed as Hikaru's face turned bright red.
"The jerk, he got me so fat." She grumbled, inwardly smiling at the last date she had had with Seishiro Natsume. He was such a good guy, always eager to listen and help out with any problem you might have, she was lucky to have him as a boyfriend. although.. sometimes she still got a little worried that he still liked Ryo, no matter how many times he assured her that they were just good friends. The girls stopped running finally, and began on the stretching, following the whistle being blown by Nene.
"God it's good to have something to do again." Seira grunted as they started a butterfly stretch. A few of the girls laughed. Ryo turned to Koharu and smiled.
"How was your trip back home Koharu?" She asked. The batter's face shone.
"I got a huge scolding from Dad first thing." She answered, "but he looks better, healthier than Zenji told me on the phone." She explained.
"Is she more of a slave driver this year or is it just me?" Yoko whined, jerking her head towards their manager.
"Just you. Stop whining. Maybe if you worked as much as you whined you'd be a better player." Seira growled which immediately set off a famous Yoko/Seira fight. Koharu turned to Kanako and offered a grin.
"I'm so glad we get our daily dose of comedic violence during practice." She said.
"It does take the mind off the muscles that are screaming in pain." Kanako quipped.
"As long as it doesn't interfere with their playing." The cold Izumi finally added to the conversation. The other girls turned to look at her in slight surprise but before even Ryo could state the ever normal "Izumi- san?" Nene blew her whistle ten times louder than normal causing the girls to all wince.
"We'll start with fielding!" The manager called, smiling innocently as the girls got up groaning. As per usual the coach was shaken out of his drunken stupor to hit the balls to the girls. He was the same as ever, unshaven, unkempt and hung-over. The girls, far from being out of practice looked to be in tip top shape- minus the running of course.
Practice continued as per normal, although, none of the girls noticed the strange man lurking behind a nearby tree, his eyes never leaving that of Ryo. He had heard of this Kisaragi girls team, then again who hadn't? They were famed to be one of the best teams in the league. and if that wasn't enough for the media they had to be of the female gender. He also knew once he read the pitcher's name in the papers that he had to come and see her for himself - to prove that it wasn't just a strange dream. To prove that Hayakawa lived on through his daughter - and it looked like a 20 year old debt to be repaid finally could be. He smiled maliciously before shoving his hands in his pockets and walking off just as the whistle ending practice blew.