"You can't be late again, Hamaya," Imai said.
"You say that every time," Hamaya glared at the captain of the team. Although he went to bed extremely early, he didn't feel rested. He had been thinking in his sleep too much to actually relax.
"I don't want to say it again."
"Just shut up, I'm doing my best," Hamaya retorted. Imai was shocked by this response, the usual cheerful, optomistic Hamaya wasn't here. This had never happened before and no one had ever expected this anything to change.
Hamaya wasn't even used to this new side of himself that appeared, it was an odd sensation to be mean and know it. Hamaya tried to remove himself from this attitude, only focusing on the laps they ran, the drills they did, and the numerous techniques and plays they tried. In the end of the practice, the team played a match.
When the match started Yura managed to take the ball, he looped around every opponent team mate, slowly, but smoothly passing through the court, approaching the basket.
Hamaya approached Yura, and tried to snatch the ball from him, miraculousy blocking Yura whenever he tried to take a turn.
"Pass it over here."
"Come on Yura, give the ball to someone."
Yura finally did pass it to Chiharu. Everyone in the team seemed to be moving so slowly, Hamaya ran toward Chiharu, making sure that he couldn't pass by going slightly ahead of Chiharu.
Hamaya managed to steal the ball from Chiharu, he heard several cheers as he swiftly went pass Chiharu to the other side of the court.
And then someone suddenly hit him right in the stomach. "Shit!"
Imai blew the whistle, "Fowl! Miyazawa (basketball player character I made up) try not to hurt your team mates."
Hamaya stood up, he could feel where the elbow had hit him and knew a bruise would develop there. He walked up to Miyazawa and pushed him as hard as possible, "You freakin' ass! What the hell? What's your problem?"
Miyazawa sat up and pushed him back, "Please. You're so pathetic it was an accident."
Hamaya felt his face heat up, he felt itchy and irritated all over the place, and the spot were he was hit was burning. He jumped onto Miyazawa and punched him. The two were yelling and rolling around punching each other, Hamaya was punched in the eye, and Miyazawa kicked his thigh. Finally the whole team pitched in to separate them.
"Let me go, he deserves a lesson." Hamaya struggled against the numerous arms that pulled him back.
Yura grabbed Hamaya, and locked his arms behind his back like a cop would hold a criminal. "Hamaya and I are going to run some laps outside."
Imai nodded, "I think that's for the best, be back in 30 minutes."
"Sure."
Author's note: Yes, Hamaya has quite the temper when he's sad.
"God Yura, just let me go. I didn't do anything wrong, damnit!"
Yura released Hamaya and he tripped. Yura stood there looking at Hamaya with cold stone eyes.
Hamaya sat on the grass of the field and breathed deeply. Once his breathes were slow ad even again, he stared at the sky wondering what just came over him. This was definitely out of character, he never lost his temper like this.
"Get up, we're going to take a walk," Yura said, without looking back he ambled away.
Hamaya caught up with him. The two walked for ten minutes without uttering a word. "So, what?" asked Hamaya.
"You tell me."
"What?"
"Tell me what's bothering you."
Hamaya didn't say anything, this was really weird, and he wasn't the 'tell how you feel' type. "I don't know what your talking about."
"Okay, I'll play along, just talk than,"Yura stopped and sat under the shade of a tree, "What did you do this weekend."
Hamaya looked away from Yura, "I saw Emiri."
Yura stared at him expectantly; his gaze was steady and focused.
Hamaya sat down facing Yura. "We had a good time, I guess."
"You don't sound to happy about it," Yura commented.
"Look, this is really weird, I have no clue what you want me to say. What the hell do you want?" Hamaya said, he felt odd talking about Emiri especially with Yura.
Yura shrugged, "Whatever, okay. When you want to tell me your problem, you can tell me."
"I'll keep that in mind."
Yura changed the subject, "hey! How did you and Emiri end up together?"
"It's an embarassing story." Hamaya told it anyway, already feeling better, as he remembered Emiri before.
"Wiiiiiiierd…" (a/n: It's true, very weird. Especially Emiri's little speech about "the one" was kinda dramatic. And think, Emiri dates the guy who helped her hook up with the guy she liked before for years. It's just plain wrong…)
"We ended up together didn't we? And that's all that realy matters."
"Why do you worship Tsuyaka Himejima all the time than?"
"I get bored, it's fun to see how she reacts. Plus you have got to admit she's hott." Yura nodded reluctantly in agreement. "She's good eye candy, but I don't think I could ever date her."
"Do you really like Emiri? Or is it just because you are desprete?" Yura asked.
"Hey! Was that an insult? You did not just say I was desprete."
"I'm only telling the truth… well do you really like her?"
"Yeah, I really do."