This fic...
Am I masochistic? like it physically pains me to write this some times.
Don't ask -.- I dont even know myself *sigh*
Yes I love my diamond no ace characters.
Yes, even Furuya and Nori.
Thanks for reading and reviewing
Anime4us
Chapter 10
Furuya sent a screaming pitch towards Ono, more strength in it than usual.
"Oi, oi. I can barely feel my hand there Monster Rookie. Wanna chill it down a bit?" The second string catcher asked.
Furuya ignored the catcher's words and began his windup again, sending another screamer into said catcher's mitt.
"Jeez. What's eating at you Furuya?" Ono asked, standing up from his squatting position. "Is it cause I'm not Miyuki? Is that it? Well I'm sorry I'm not Mr. First String Catcher." Ono said, annoyance leaking through.
"No. That's not it." Furuya mumbled.
"Than what is it?" Ono asked, walking towards the pitcher.
Images of Kuramochi and Haruichi holding hands flashed through his mind, making him clench his teeth. His mind decided to be cruel, it conjured pictures of the two watching movies together, or going on simple dinner dates. Furuya felt his heart squeeze uncomfortably.
"Nothing." Furuya said monotonously.
"You can't hide it from your upper class man! It's obviously not nothing." The second string catcher said before rolling his eyes.
"Do you... have a crush on anyone?" Furuya asked all of a sudden.
Ono glanced towards the first year and rose a brow.
"That was a pretty personal question there Furuya." Ono replied with.
"Is that a no?" The first year pitcher asked.
"I didn't say that." The second string catcher said before rolling his eyes.
Furuya sighed heavily at his upper class man's cryptic words.
"There's a girl in my class, had my eye on her for quite a while." Ono said, small smile in place.
"And? Are you two dating?" Furuya asked, hopeful spark igniting in his silver eyes.
Ono laughed bitterly.
"Far from it. You see, she has a thing for the first string catcher." Ono said before huffing.
"A crush on Miyuki?" Furuya asked, eyes widening.
"Yup. I feel like I can't get her attention unless I up my game and surpass him." Ono mumbled before sighing. "I love seeing her in the stands when we have our games... But I can't say it doesn't hurt seeing her eyes dance with excitement when she watches Miyuki at bat."
"One sided love..." Furuya murmured.
"She's quite the softball player to. I've passed by the field a couple of times while she plays."
"Resorted to stalking?..."
"Anyone's aloud in the park Furuya. Jesus." Ono huffed.
"What position does she play?"
"She's a pretty great first baseman. She's on par with Maezono even." Ono said with a sort of pride Furuya couldn't understand.
"Why don't you ask her out?" Furuya asked with a small cock of his head.
"Because she's in love with Miyuki." Ono said before sighing.
"And?..." Furuya mumbled.
"I don't want to hurt her or burden her with feelings I know she doesn't return. I would hate myself if I took her smile away." He responded with before sighing bemusedly. "What was the point in bringing this up? Other than putting me in a depression and all?" The catcher asked with a sigh.
Furuya only sighed heavily.
"I need a water break." He mumbled before shaking his head.
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Miyuki stretched his arms before throwing himself onto Sawamura's bed.
"And you chided me about being tired!" Sawamura huffed.
"I also got up this morning, unlike someone else who slept in until ten-ish." Miyuki said before rolling over onto his stomach and focusing on Sawamura as he made his bed.
The pitcher had chosen to ignore his small jab, which was surprising in itself.
"Couldn't make your bed this morning?" Miyuki asked while raising a brow.
"I was too busy worrying for my family's safety what with a demon roaming around and all." Sawamura said as he plopped down on his now made bed.
"Ouch. My pitcher is so mean to me." Miyuki said before feigning being hurt.
"Wanna watch a movie?" Sawamura asked all of a sudden, startling the catcher somewhat.
"Do you have popcorn?" Miyuki asked with a small smirk.
"I can make some I suppose." Sawamura said before shrugging.
"Let's do it then." Miyuki said casually.
Of course, the catcher didn't miss the blush that crossed Sawamura's features.
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"I think I'm finally starting to pick up on your quirks, they're kinda like Ryosuke's." Kuramochi said with a triumphant grin.
"Oh yea?" Haruichi asked as he sat down with a groan.
The pinklet's uniform was covered in dirt from the infield. He must have dove into the dirt at least a thousand times so far. He brought his bottle to his lips, only to let out a soft whine when not a single drop was squeezed into his mouth.
Ugh... I'm tired and thirsty... No more tonight...
Hauichi looked down at the ground in defeat, empty bottle hanging in his hand. He only looked up when a bottle was placed in front of his face. He cocked his head slightly while Kuramochi stood in front of him, small blush in place as he handed the second baseman his water bottle.
"Thanks." The petite boy said with a tired smile before taking a sip.
He relished in the cool feeling of water that travelled down his parched throat.
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Kuramochi glanced towards Haruichi when he heard a soft noise. He watched the boy hang his head in defeat and couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness when his eyes fell on him.
Out of water?
Kuramochi shrugged to himself before grabbing his bottle and handing it to the pinklet, small smile in place as he did so. His smile only grew as Haruichi smiled up at him.
"Thanks."
"No big deal." Kuramochi said as Haruichi took a sip.
When the petite boy handed the bottle back, he brought it to his own lips.
Isn't this an indirect kiss?!
The shortstop's cheeks were once again engulfed by a blush.
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Ono had taken to catching for Kawakami for the rest of the break before dinner. Furuya had decided he would hit off the pitching machine to relieve some of his pent up frustration.
Pictures of the shortstop and second baseman clouded his mind and he couldn't help but swing angrily.
"Furuya!"
The pitcher turned towards the booming voice, slight frown on his face.
"Don't swing erratically! You'll throw your shoulder out!" Katoaka called, arms folded across his chest as he watched the pitcher.
I didn't realize it was erratic.
Furuya turned away from the coach as he brought his arms back up, waiting for the pitch to be launched towards him. He swung and made solid contact with the pitch. He brought his elbows back up and waited for the next pitch. Gritting his teeth, he swung and sent the ball right back where it had come out of.
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"Really?..." Sawamura mumbled.
The two baseball addicts were sitting on the blow up mattress, popcorn sitting on the energetic pitcher's lap.
"Why? You scared?" Miyuki asked with a knowing smirk.
"What?! Of course not!" Sawamura bellowed, determination flashing across his golden eyes.
"You're scared." Miyuki deduced.
"I'll prove it to you!" Sawamura stated.
He reached for the remote, hitting the play button before leaning back and glancing at the screen. The lights in his room were turned off as the both of them got comfortable.
I'm really not good with horror movies... I don't think I've ever seen one... Miyuki chose it though... I have to show him that I'm not afraid of a mere movie!
A loud note of music broke through the speaker, causing Sawamura to jump out of his skin. He heard Miyuki snicker and he couldn't help the blush of embarrassment that spread across his cheeks.
This movie is gonna be the end of me...
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I'll be the first to admit that it was a total dick move on my part. Listen, I know he's bad with this stuff, it's about 96 percent of the reason I choose the movie I did. I like horror films and I wanted to see it of course, but at the same time... Maybe I'm hoping something will happen?
Miyuki's eyes trailed on the screen as the movie started up. He couldn't help but snicker as Sawamura jumped when the music to the movie started up.
He's super jumpy.
Miyuki reached over to grab some popcorn, feeling his pitcher tense up.
"Jesus, relax, I want some popcorn." The catcher said before rolling his eyes.
He noticed how the blush on his pitcher's face only darkened.
As time passed, Miyuki found himself more entertained with Sawamura's reactions to the movie than the plot line itself. The southpaw had shrieked quite a few times, it was usually then accompanied by Miyuki's soft laughter.
"It's not funny!" Sawamura hissed.
"You're right, it's hilarious!" Miyuki said as the credits rolled by.
"You're so full of yourself!" Sawamura grounded out.
"Ah! Thank you!" Miyuki said with a smile.
"Ugh!" The pitcher pitched a piece of popcorn at his catcher.
The piece hit Miyuki right in the forehead, effectively startling him into a silence.
"I'm thinking a comedy." Sawamura said as he set the bowl aside and crawled over to the stack of movies he had found downstairs.
"Did you just throw popcorn at me?" Miyuki as while raising a brow.
"So, Mall Cop or Grown Ups? I'm in the mood for stupid comedy." The pitcher continued nonchalantly.
"Eijun." Sawamura froze at the tone of Miyuki's voice.
He'd never get over how easily his name rolled off of his catcher's tongue.
"Did you seriously throw popcorn at me?" Miyuki continued.
"Yea? So?" The pitcher asked nervously.
The seconds of silence that followed only made him anxious as he held both suggested movies in his hands.
"I-" Sawamura started, apology on the tip of his tongue when a piece of popcorn hit him in the forehead.
"Grown Ups." Miyuki said, smirk in place.
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"Gaming? Again..." Haruichi blew out a sigh.
Kuramochi stopped a couple steps in front of him, small frown on his face as he turned.
"Do you not like video games?" The shortstop asked.
"That's not it... I'm just... tired of fighter games I suppose." Haruichi mumbled.
Kuramochi opened and then closed his mouth.
That's all I have...
Haruichi, as if reading Kuramochi's mind, smiled before speaking.
"I'm really good at racing games, I got one recently. I haven't opened it..." The pinklet trailed off.
Kuramochi's own smile grew.
"Let's test it out."
Haruichi could only nod happily as excitement bubbled in his stomach.
God.. You have no idea what you do to me...
Kuramochi waited for the second baseman to match his strides before walking towards said second baseman's dorm room to grab the game.
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Contrary to most beliefs, both Miyuki and Sawamura did not have a popcorn battle before settling down for the movie.
Sawamura made himself comfortable right next to his catcher. Said catcher's eyes stayed on the screen, squinting somewhat when he chuckled.
As the movie continued, Sawamura startled when a weight fell on his shoulder. He turned towards his catcher, slightly surprised to see that the other had fallen asleep on his shoulder for the second time that weekend.
"Is this me gaining your trust Miyuki?" Sawamura murmured.