Yeah, I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to post a new chapter guys, but I have such a short attention span that it's taking me a while to write the third chapter, so for now, you're gonna have to deal with a random holiday omake I decided to write.
Have a merry Christmas and a happy New Year!
See you in 2009!
Holiday Omake #1
(a.k.a. Nana's best Christmas ever!)
Nana drew in a deep breath and clutched the small present she was hiding behind her back tighter. For three weeks now she had been saving up money to buy Yamamoto his present, a radar gun with which he could measure the speed of his pitches. It was a really expensive, fancy model, and Nana hoped that Yamamoto would enjoy it.
Suddenly, Nana heard Yamamoto's hearty laughter and stepped out from the corner where she had been hiding. And there he was, Yamamoto Takeshi, Nana's beloved bishounen. With a sharp intake of breath, Nana thrust the delicately wrapped package towards Yamamoto and gushed, "Merry Christmas, Takeshi-kun!"
Yamamoto grinned, and Nana nearly fainted from joy. Gently, he took the package from Nana's hands and unwrapped it. "Wow!" he said. "A radar gun! Thanks Nana!"
Suddenly, Yamamoto wrapped his warm, strong arms around her, and Nana gushed blood from her nose, passing out on the spot.
Yamamoto looked at the unconscious girl in his arms, alarmed. "Did I hug her too tightly?" he asked aloud.
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Nana woke up in the nurse's office, feeling smug and happy that Yamamoto had enjoyed his gift that much. Sitting up, Nana looked around, and saw a small package lying next to her school bag. Curious, she reached over and picked up the small, badly wrapped package.
The tag on the package said, "To 7, from Takeshi. Merry Christmas!"
A present! From Takeshi! This truly was the best Christmas ever, even if they did have school on Christmas. Nana tore at the green wrapping paper, eager to see what Takeshi had gotten her. Was it a ring? A note confessing his love to her? Ideas swirled through her mind. Finally, the last scrap of paper had been torn off and there, in her hands, lay……………………..
…………..A trading card signed by the Tokyo Giants' pitcher. Nana stared at the card, then inspected it more closely. No hidden compartments, or a ring taped to it. Takeshi really had gotten her a baseball trading card.
Fighting tears, Nana told herself that Takeshi had gotten this as a symbol of his love for her, but he was just to inexperienced with girls to find an appropriate gift. Still, two tears rolled down her cheeks as she buried herself in the covers again, hoping that Takeshi was having fun with his radar gun.