So, apparently the world is against me when I try to put spacers lol.

I'm going to continue to try new things so bare with the random spaces of my attempts at showing different views.

Thanks for reading!
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Chapter 4

Sawamura glanced at Haruichi as Miyuki threw the door open. Haruichi nodded in understand before the first year pitcher took off after his catcher.

"Miyuki!" He called out as he threw the bathing house's door open to follow the other.

"Don't follow me you idiot!" Miyuki called back as he made his way towards his room. His pace was reduced to a fast paced walk as he tried to look normal.

Slow down you damn four-eyes!

Sawamura didn't care if people thought of him as an idiot. It wasn't hard for him to catch up to Miyuki. Out of instinct, he reached and grabbed the catcher's wrist to stop him from continuing away from him.

His eyes widened when Miyuki winced. There was a second of confusion before Miyuki wrenched his wrist from the first years grasp.

"Don't touch me!" The catcher growled as he hugged his wrist to his chest, fierce glare behind his glasses.

Sawamura's eyes widened at Miyuki's cold look. He'd never seen the catcher so angry, not even when he'd accidently insulted Chris in from of him. His arms reached towards the catcher before he could stop himself. Right in front of Miyuki's room, open for anyone to see if they should happen to turn the corner at this moment, Sawamura had wrapped his arms around a certain catcher.

Miyuki's eyes had widened, his whole body tensing up at the touch.

"Hey Miyuki, what's the point of calling yourself my partner if you won't even talk to me?" Sawamura murmured.

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Miyuki inwardly hissed when Sawamura grabbed his wrist.

Fuck you too karma.

"Don't touch me!" he growled, letting the anger overtake him for a second.

He almost flinched when the look of hurt and fear crossed the first year's eyes, he didn't want to be the cause of that.

The second Sawamura's arms began to raise, Miyuki's mind rose warning flags.

What is this idiot doing?!

When he felt arms wrap around him his whole body tensed with surprise and a slight tinge of fear.

Why are you hugging me?! Don't pity me! That's what you're doing! Stop it!

Miyuki's mind whirled with these thoughts, working him up further and further until he began to struggle slightly.

"Hey Miyuki," The pitcher began, grabbing his attention. "What's the point in calling yourself my partner if you won't even talk to me?"

All thoughts of struggle seemed to face away, the catcher's eyes widening yet again for the umpteenth time in a minute or so.

"I'm an idiot... I can't guess what's wrong if you don't tell me..." The pitcher continued, his voice uncharacteristically soft.

What?

Sawamura squeezed him slightly before pulling back.

"I want to help you, but I don't know what to do... I don't even know what the problem is..." He muttered before letting his arms drop.

Miyuki felt himself missing their warmth.

Stupid Kazuya, focus!

Sawamura looked up at him expectantly.

What the fuck do you want me to say?!

Miyuki turned away from his first year pitcher.

"Maybe you don't trust me then." Sawamura said before laughing awkwardly.

Miyuki could tell he'd managed to somehow hurt the pitcher.

Add it to the list of other shit I manage to fuck up.

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Kuramochi stood by the field, arms folded and balanced on the fence. A certain short pinklet stood next to him, back on the fence as he gazed at the clouds.

"How unusual for you to seek me out Yoichi."

"Is it really?" Kuramochi asked with a raised brow.

"We've barely spoken since the last game we played together."

"Blame it on practice." Kuramochi stated before shrugging.

"Is this you saying your last goodbye before I graduate?" The short boy stated before chuckling.

"Something like that." The shortstop stated before glancing at the boy beside him.

"I think I know what you have to say Yoichi."

"You were always good at that Ryosuke."

"You have a thing for Haruichi." The previous second baseman stated matter of factly.

Kuramochi's face darkened in a blush before he focused on the field, causing Ryosuke to chuckle.

"How pathetic." Seido's prior second basemen muttered before shaking his head, smirk on his lips.

Kuramochi's head snapped towards the short, pink haired boy, glare in place.

"Excuse me?" He demanded, annoyance, hurt and anger seeping into his tone.

"How pathetic is it that I've managed to lose a love interest to the kid that has followed me everywhere since we were little?" Ryosuke stated before chuckling bemusedly.

Kuramochi could only widen his eyes in disbelief at the prior second baseman's confession

"You better not hurt him Yoichi." Ryosuke warned. "I can deal with heart break, but him, he's more tangible to that stuff."

Kuramochi frowned slightly at Ryosuke's nonchalance.

"Maybe college will hold more possibilities for me, who knows?" Ryosuke said before shrugging.

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Haruichi watched as Sawamura made his way towards the bathing house; He'd finished washing ages ago.

I wonder if he got through to him?

His gaze was then drawn to a certain shortstop who seemed to be thinking about something. Haruichi didn't even realize he was smiling until the shortstop glanced up at him and rose a brow.

"What are you smiling about?" he asked, a ghost of a smile on his lips as well.

"Am I?" Haruichi asked before blushing slightly.

"Let's have a gaming tournament, I feel like I can beat you today." Kuramochi stated before smirking mischievously.

Haruichi rolled his eyes before following after the shortstop.

I'll ask him what was bothering him later.

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I kinda feel like a dick... I wonder why I never noticed?... And I always tell Sawamura how much of a dense idiot he is... What the hell is wrong with me?... We played together for a full two seasons... I should have known... at least notice that something was off...

Glancing up from his thoughts, Kuramochi was able to spot Haruichi, smiling down at him. He suppressed the blush that threatened to take over his cheeks, along with the warm coil of his stomach as he made his way over towards the second baseman.

"What are you smiling about?" he asked casually, brow raised as he waited for the pinklet's answer.

"Am I?" Haruichi asked before a blush consumed his facial features.

Are you happy to see me? One can hope can't eh?

"Let's have a gaming tournament, I feel like I can beat you today."

I need some company, I don't feel like being alone right now. If it takes you smothering me in the damn video game, so be it.

He offered Haruichi a small smile as the second base followed after him.

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Miyuki swung the bat as the ball came hurtling towards him. His teeth clenched as he made contact, smashing the ball back towards the machine.

Hey Miyuki, what's the point in calling yourself my partner if you won't even talk to me?

Another swing, another ball sent flying into the air.

I'm an idiot... I can't guess what's wrong if you don't tell me...

Another ball gone with the wind.

I want to help you, but I don't know what to do... I don't even know what the problem is...

A swing and he missed.

Maybe you don't trust me then...

The machine sent a ball hurtling by, but Miyuki didn't even flinch.

I don't want you to have to shoulder my pain Sawamura... You don't deserve that... I'm my own mess... You're the light that guides the team... I don't want to be the reason that that light fades.

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Sawamura lay on the ground in the middle of the field, staring at the stars. His tire lay by his side, sharing this moment of tranquil and serenity.

Who am I kidding? Relaxing? What the hell is wrong with Miyuki?!

The southpaw sighed audibly.

"I don't understand!" He yelled up at the sky.

"That's normal, you don't usually understand much."

Sawamura bolted up and glared at the voice.

"Miyuki Kazuya!" He yelled, gritting his teeth.

"Choose one, idiot." Miyuki muttered before lying on the ground beside him, eyes trailed on the stars.

Sawamura glanced at the catcher with a questionative look before lying back down.

"Do you usually come here late at night?" Miyuki asked casually.

"Looking up at the sky helps me think." Sawamura indulged, a small blush of embarrassment dusting his cheeks.

"The stars are nice, I guess." Came the catcher's voice.

"They're nicer back in Nagano." Sawamura stated.

"The country always has nicer scenery. I've always wanted to contrast it with the city." Miyuki said before Sawamura felt him shrug.

"You've never been out of the city?!" The southpaw asked with incredibility written in his features.

"I might have gone on a field trip when I was younger, I can't really remember though."

"You should come to Nagano next time I go!" Sawamura said before sitting up with a grin. "I'm always telling my folks about you. My mum's been dying to meet you." He said before smiling. "Let's ask the coach for the weekend off."

Miyuki sat up, cocking his head in Sawamura's direction. A soft tinge of pink took over the catcher's ears before he turned away.

"You want to take me home with you?" Miyuki asked, his gaze trailed on the ground.

"Eh? Yea, I wanna show you the stars!" Sawamura said before smiling extremely wide.