Chapter Two
"Oh calm down, I'm here." A breathless voice called out to all of them. "Can . . . we . . . go now?" Yoko said all while trying to put some air into her lungs.
Ryo laughed at her friends. "I think you better. Seira looks mighty impatient today. Oh! Izumi, now I know why I tried to catch up with you."
As the other waved at the two, Izumi turned to her captain. "Was there something you needed?"
Green eyes glittered for a moment. "Yep, I kind of zoned out during the last ten minutes of class, would you mind telling me what's due Monday?" She asked while holding a piece of paper in her hand. Izumi barely smiled and took the paper from her writing down the pages and numbers given to their class five minutes earlier. "Yes! Thanks Izumi!"
"You're welcome. I'll see you later then." And without a second word she waltzed off.
She looked at the paper, shrugged and placed it with her math book. Usually about now she'd be dashing off to practice, but the coach wanted them to cool off. There was no need to practice when the season didn't start for them for a whole other year. Although Kanako and Yuki have been recording all the games they could this year. If they were playing in the finals now, there was a chance a bunch of those players could be on enemy lines next season.
She was bored, and with nothing to do. If she had been one of the girlfriends she could go and watch Takasugi practice, although the other team might think was just spying. So there went that idea out the window, and her mother's oden bar wasn't open today.
Maybe she could phone her uncle over in America. Ok, so he wasn't her real blood uncle, more her god-father. She always remembered how when she was little, she would try and get him to take long hikes. It wasn't very pretty; he was never the outdoorsy type person. She looked at her watch and winced, it'd only be about 00 right now. Damn, well she was 13 hours ahead of him. She sighed; she had to find something to do.
She stretched her arms over her head and sighed once more into thin air. She looked at the pitcher-mitten and baseball in her bag and smiled. Eh, Coach never said she couldn't just pitch for the hell of it. With that she held a smile on her as she pulled the baseball out and tossed it in the air as she walked to the girls' baseball field.
Takasugi Hiroki swung the baseball bat a few times, as if he were testing what it could do. His coach was testing everyone's batting ability, and he had just been at home hitting some weak excuse of pitching, he really didn't like to use machines, there was no fun in it. So now he was just waiting for all the other guys to finish up, which would be a while, since he's one of the starting batters.
If they really wanted to get workout he should have gotten the coach to his tofu girl to come and pitch. Then the guys would really have to work for it. He smiled as he thought of the fire in her eyes whenever she pitched. It was one of the things that he loved about her, her determination. And she was really easy on the eyes, but that was just an added bonus.
"Oh calm down, I'm here." A breathless voice called out to all of them. "Can . . . we . . . go now?" Yoko said all while trying to put some air into her lungs.
Ryo laughed at her friends. "I think you better. Seira looks mighty impatient today. Oh! Izumi, now I know why I tried to catch up with you."
As the other waved at the two, Izumi turned to her captain. "Was there something you needed?"
Green eyes glittered for a moment. "Yep, I kind of zoned out during the last ten minutes of class, would you mind telling me what's due Monday?" She asked while holding a piece of paper in her hand. Izumi barely smiled and took the paper from her writing down the pages and numbers given to their class five minutes earlier. "Yes! Thanks Izumi!"
"You're welcome. I'll see you later then." And without a second word she waltzed off.
She looked at the paper, shrugged and placed it with her math book. Usually about now she'd be dashing off to practice, but the coach wanted them to cool off. There was no need to practice when the season didn't start for them for a whole other year. Although Kanako and Yuki have been recording all the games they could this year. If they were playing in the finals now, there was a chance a bunch of those players could be on enemy lines next season.
She was bored, and with nothing to do. If she had been one of the girlfriends she could go and watch Takasugi practice, although the other team might think was just spying. So there went that idea out the window, and her mother's oden bar wasn't open today.
Maybe she could phone her uncle over in America. Ok, so he wasn't her real blood uncle, more her god-father. She always remembered how when she was little, she would try and get him to take long hikes. It wasn't very pretty; he was never the outdoorsy type person. She looked at her watch and winced, it'd only be about 00 right now. Damn, well she was 13 hours ahead of him. She sighed; she had to find something to do.
She stretched her arms over her head and sighed once more into thin air. She looked at the pitcher-mitten and baseball in her bag and smiled. Eh, Coach never said she couldn't just pitch for the hell of it. With that she held a smile on her as she pulled the baseball out and tossed it in the air as she walked to the girls' baseball field.
Takasugi Hiroki swung the baseball bat a few times, as if he were testing what it could do. His coach was testing everyone's batting ability, and he had just been at home hitting some weak excuse of pitching, he really didn't like to use machines, there was no fun in it. So now he was just waiting for all the other guys to finish up, which would be a while, since he's one of the starting batters.
If they really wanted to get workout he should have gotten the coach to his tofu girl to come and pitch. Then the guys would really have to work for it. He smiled as he thought of the fire in her eyes whenever she pitched. It was one of the things that he loved about her, her determination. And she was really easy on the eyes, but that was just an added bonus.