Good morning :D or almost afternoon by the time this gets posted BUT WHATEVER
I hope you enjoy this fluffy stuff, cause y'know, it's gonna get rather dark soon,
I just believe in fair warnings you know? of course the whole thing isn't dark fret not,
just... Like the description states, it deals with depression so there will be dark moments.
Thanks for reading and reviewing,
Anime4us
Chapter 7
Sawamura's blank expression put Wakana on edge. She cocked her head somewhat, her smile turning somewhat awkward.
"What are you talking about Wakana?... Miyuki and I have been together for a year... going on two now..." The southpaw stated, clearly confused.
Wakana brought her hands together, giggling happily.
"You idiot!" Miyuki hissed, shaking his head somewhat. "She didn't mean as a battery..."
Wakana cocked her head slightly, not overhearing Miyuki's muttering.
"Hm? Oi , Miyuki, your ears are really pink! It's not even cold!" Sawamura stated, overly loud as usual.
"Ah, I'm sorry Miyuki. We're just rather open about that type of thing out here. If you aren't ready to have others know, no worries, my lips are sealed." Wakana said before pulling an imaginary zipper across her lips and smiling.
Miyuki groaned loudly, running a hand across his face.
I don't understand! Why would Miyuki not want the fact that we're a battery to be known by everyone? We're a powerful team!
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"You know, I should really be studying Yoichi." A certain pink haired third year said before yawning.
"And I should have worked on defensive plays with your younger brother. I suppose we both can't have what we want." Kuramochi stated, annoyance leaking into his tone.
Ryosuke jabbed him in the ribs, making the shortstop wince, before he moved out of the way, letting him into his dorm room.
"That isn't the way I've taught you to speak to me." The third year stated before smirking.
"Sorry." Kuramochi stated before collapsing in the third year's bed.
Sorry? You conceited pretty quickly there, Yoichi.
"So, why, pray tell, are you stopping by a leaving upper class man's room?"
"Wanted someone to talk to I guess."
How cruel Yoichi. Have you forgotten what I told you when you told me of your affection towards Haruichi?
Ryosuke regarded the second year shortstop, watching as he lifted an arm to cover his eyes.
"I don't understand why I'm in such a shitty mood." Kuramochi exasperated.
I have an inkling.
"Did you stay up and play video games all night last night?" Ryosuke asked, mischievous smirk in place.
It slowly fell out of place when pink started to dust over Kuramochi's cheeks.
I'm going to kill you, slowly.
Kuramochi sat up, as if feeling the cool aura that was seeping from his prior second baseman.
"Sorta." He responded before shrugging. "But I usually do that, so it wouldn't leave me in a bad mood."
"Is it because you don't have sawamura to push around?" The third year asked.
"Ah! Maybe that's it!" Kuramochi said before standing up.
No it's not you idiot. I wonder how come it is, Haruichi couldn't practice with you tonight.
"You're the best Ryosuke!" The shortstop shouted over his shoulder as he left the dorm room.
Ah... how cruel you are Yoichi.
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Wakana didn't stop giggling, as Miyuki struggled to keep from strangling the ever so dense southpaw.
"You're so dense!" Miyuki hissed.
"Excuse me, Miyuki Kazuya?!" Sawamura yelled.
"It physically causes me pain how dense you are." Miyuki repeated while pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Well, it physically pains me how much of a dick you can be!" Sawamura stated before huffing.
Wakana didn't stop giggling, which was definitely getting on the catcher's nerves.
"I know you might not be comfortable speaking about it Miyuki, but bare with me for a second, who confessed first?!" The high school girl asked, her excitement radiating off like a wave of heat.
"Huh?" Sawamura asked, once again lost. "Confessed what exactly?" He asked.
"Ah! It must have been you, Miyuki!" Wakana cried before jumping up and down.
"I need a breather." Miyuki grounded out before turning on his heels and heading in the opposing direction.
Both of them, dense idiots!
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"Ah... I'm sorry Eijun... I think I may have pushed Miyuki too far..." Wakana said, her excitement, along with her smile, falling rather quickly.
Sawamura frowned as well.
"Miyuki! Oi! That's so rude!" He called, trying to get his catcher's attention.
No matter what he said, the second year wouldn't turn around, though if he focused hard enough, he could still see Miyuki's rather pink ear as the distance between them grew.
"Ah... Sorry Wakana... I don't want Miyuki to get lost. I'll text you later?" The pitcher said before smiling.
Wakana nodded, bringing up a smile of her own.
"Sure thing Eijun, tell Miyuki I'm sorry for what I did to upset him." She said before waving goodbye.
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"My shoulders are feeling heavy..." Furuya murmured as both he and Haruichi ate breakfast.
"That's cause you wanted to stay out and swing all night." Haruichi said before chuckling lightly.
"I don't wanna go into the heat..." Furuya murmured before sighing.
"Ah, I suppose that means you don't want to pitch today?" Haruichi asked, a small smirk taking over his soft features.
Furuya's eyes lit up with motivation.
"My shoulders are fine." He said before taking another bite of breakfast.
Ah... so simple minded...
Haruichi chuckled softly before continuing to eat his breakfast as well.
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"Miyuki! Come on! Stop ignoring me." Sawamura called as he ran after the catcher.
Miyuki ignored him, quickening his pace as he walked.
"Oi! I know you can hear me!" Sawamura called.
Miyuki didn't answer. Sawamura broke out into a full sprint before he jumped, tackling the cleanup batter to the ground.
"Hah! Caught you!" Sawamura stated, a grin displaying his victory.
Miyuki stayed silent underneath him.
"Miyuki? Oh my god I killed the captain!" Sawamura yelled, sitting up and forcing Miyuki to turn over.
The captain had his face covered with his hands, blocking Sawamura from view.
"Oi! Miyuki! You can at least tell me if you're alive!" The pitcher practically screamed.
"You're suffocating me." Miyuki managed.
Sawamura glanced down and realized he was perched on the catcher's stomach.
"Ah! Sorry!" Sawamura said, getting up rather quickly.
Miyuki sat up slowly, hands dropping to his sides. What met Sawamura's eyes surprised him, and strangely enough, made his stomach do flip flops.
The catcher's face, usually twisted with either a smirk or a shit eating grin, was now dusted in a bright pink flush, his lips were pressed into thin lines and his eyes seemed to flash with so many different emotions the pitcher didn't know what to do.
"Miyuki?... Did Wakana's words actually insult you this much?..." The pitcher asked, cocking his head somewhat.
"Huh?" Miyuki's eyes widened somewhat before he focused on Sawamura. "What?"
Sawamura's eyebrow twitched somewhat.
"I asked if-"
"I know what you asked idiot." Miyuki stated before rolling his eyes.
"What did you call me?!" The pitcher asked.
"I-d-i-o-t." Miyuki said fairly slowly, slow enough for the pitcher to interpret.
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"Good morning Furuya, Kominato." Kuramochi said as he sat down with his meal.
"Ah, good morning!" Haruichi smiled brightly.
Furuya's brow twitched, but he offered Kuramochi a small nod of acknowledgement.
"So, coach says it's free practice today, I figured we could work on our defensive plays?" Kuramochi said before shovelling a spoonful of food into his mouth.
Haruichi nodded, though was ignored by the pitcher.
"No, he has to play catch with me." Furuya said, his features indifferent.
It was Kuramochi's turn to have his eyebrow twitch.
"Did he now?" Kuramochi asked, smile bordering on insanity.
Haruichi sighed.
"Y-yea... I forgot that I had promised Furuya I'd play catch with him today... maybe we can work on plays tonight?" He asked, showing Kuramochi a small smile.
Furuya showed a rare display of emotion; happiness while Kuramochi flinched.
Ah... That one hurt.
"I see." Kuramochi stated before focusing on his meal. "Well, maybe I'll work on my swing this morning then." He said before offering the fakest of smiles.
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"What did you say?!" Sawamura blurted.
"Again? Really, aren't we slow? I called you-" Miyuki was cut off when Sawamura tackled him to the ground, again.
"Stop that!" Sawamura said, pushing himself up slightly.
Miyuki couldn't help himself, he started laughing, losing his composure.
"Do you want me to lie to you?" Miyuki asked, mid laughter.
"What?!" Sawamura demanded.
"If I didn't call you an idiot, I'd be lying to you!" Miyuki said.
"You so full of it!" Sawamura yelled, getting annoyed.
"But I'm only telling the truth!" Miyuki returned, smirk growing.
"Whatever..." Sawamura said before pouting.
Without thinking about it, Miyuki reached up and pushed Sawamura's cheeks together, forcing the breath out of his cheeks.
"What the hell are you doing?" The southpaw asked.
Miyuki's smirk merely grew.
Why does it have to be you?
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Haruichi couldn't shake the feeling that Kuramochi had somehow been hurt by what Furuya had said that morning.
It is weird though... I don't remember agreeing to play catch with him.
The pinklet sighed as he stretched, the monster rookie right next to him, stretching his shoulder.
"You're not gonna throw super hard... are you?" Haruichi asked timidly.
Furuya shook his head as he pulled his glove onto his hand.
Haruichi smiled softly before pulling his glove on as well.
"Is there a reason you wanted to play catch?" Haruichi asked.
Furuya stayed quiet as he tossed the boy the ball.
Haruichi cocked his head in a questioning matter.
"Haruichi..." Furuya murmured.
Haruichi flinched somewhat.
Has Furuya actually ever said my name?...
"Y-yea?" The pinklet asked as he tossed the ball back towards the pitcher.
"I like y-"
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Kuramochi was just walking by the field, bat on his shoulder, when he overheard the first years' conversation. He stopped to listen, mild curiosity nipping at him.
He watched as Haruichi's whole body flinched somewhat before the younger boy seemed to focus in on the monster pitcher.
Oh no...
The shortstop's bat dropped to his feet as he started his sprint towards his two juniors. His legs carried his faster than they had ever before.
"I like y-"
Without even thinking about it, Kuramochi tackled Furuya to the ground.
"Huh? Kuramochi?" Haruichi squeaked in surprised.
"Kuramochi... get off..." Furuya grumbled from underneath the second year shortstop.
"What do you think you're doing slacking off?" Kuramochi asked, his famous laugh following.
Ugh... what kind of save was that eh assistant captain?
He thought to himself before standing.
"You two will be swinging your bats with me. I want you here in less than five minutes or I have some new wrestling moves I've been meaning to test out." Kuramochi finished.
Haruichi paled before taking off.
Furuya didn't move.
"You heard me." Furuya said.
"You think I'd let you win that easy?" Kuramochi asked before giving Furuya a sly smirk.
Furuya's eyes blazed with determination, making the shortstop's grin only get larger.
I won't lose Monster Rookie.