What's reality without a little drama?

Chapter 20

Miyuki groaned slightly when he pushed himself up. It took him a mere couple of seconds before remembering what had happened and why he was lying in bed with Sawamura.

His ears went scarlet when he saw that he was rather close to his pitcher, not to mention what he'd said before going to sleep.

He sat up resting his arms on his knees, looking over at Sawamura as he slept.

Well, maybe me being mushy will prove to him just how important he is to me.

The catcher's stomach growled as the smell of food wafted towards his nose. He glanced towards the desk as saw food sitting on it. A small smirk made its way across his lips.

How thoughtful Yoichi.

Miyuki nudged Sawamura, who merely groaned in annoyance, in an attempt to wake him up.

"Get up, you need to eat." Miyuki said as he stood up.

"Don't wanna..." Sawamura grumbled before turning over in his sleep.

"Common idiot, you gotta eat to get better." Miyuki said as he looked at what his best friend had brought him. "Yoichi got you a soup."

Sawamura sat up, rubbing at his face.

"Ugh... I don't want food..." He said, his face turning a little green.

"Still feeling nauseous?"

Sawamura merely nodded before sighing. Miyuki rolled his eyes and grabbed the soup, along with the plastic spoon and set it on the pitcher's lap.

"I know you might not want to eat, but it'll make you feel better. I need you to get better for the game tomorrow." The catcher said before smiling softly.

"I totally forgot we had a game tomorrow!"

I didn't..

"You really are an idiot." Miyuki huffed.

"What?!" Sawamura shouted.

Miyuki's smile only morphed into a smirk.

"Common, eat." Miyuki said as he sat next to the pitcher with his meal on his lap.

Sawamura looked down at the soup, opening the lid and scolding down at the meal.

"What?" Miyuki asked with a raised brow.

"What if Kuramochi poisoned it?" The pitcher asked before scowling harder at the meal.

"Do I really have to constantly remind you of how much of an idiot you are?" Miyuki muttered before dipping the spoon into the soup and eating it. "Other than it be really hot, it actually tastes good. So will you please eat it?" Miyuki exasperated.

That was when Sawamura turned a raised brow towards him.

"What now?" Miyuki huffed.

"I think that's the first time I've heard you say please." The pitcher stated before smirking.

"Is it now?" Miyuki asked while raising a brow.

"It's pretty entertaining, I'm not gonna lie." The pitcher said as he brought a spoonful of steaming soup to his lips, blowing softly.

Miyuki unwrapped the burger that Kuramochi had brought him, small smirk in place.

"Don't get used to it, it doesn't happen often." The catcher said before biting into his burger.

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Kuramochi was so bored in class that he thought of the ending bell as being god sent. He picked up his books, shoving them in his bag before making his way out of the room. He stopped short when he saw Haruichi waiting for him in the second year's hallway.

"What's up?" Kuramochi asked with a cock of his head.

"I wanted to walk with you, also, I wanted to check on Eijun." Haruichi said with a smile.

Kuramochi returned the smile, falling into step beside the shorter boy.

"How was class?"

"It was ok, I think Furuya fell asleep a total of five times today." Haruichi said before giggling softly.

"Yoichi!"

Kuramochi turned to look over his shoulder as he heard his name called as well as Haruichi stopped walking and turned back to see who had called out to his shortstop.

"Yukki... I told you that we're not familiar enough to call each other by given names..." Kuramochi said with a sigh.

"Common! You were the first person to talk to me when I showed up a week or so ago! Of course we're close enough to call each other by our given names!" The second year girl said with a huge smile.

"Hi, my name's Haruichi." Haruichi offered an innocent smile as he held his hand out.

He's pissed.

Kuramochi sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh my gosh! Aren't you just the cutest thing! Are you a second year!?" Yukki gushed.

"I'm.. A first year..." Haruichi said, shrinking away from the much too excited girl.

"Was there something you needed Yukki?" Kuramochi asked, getting straight to the point.

"Why are you so cold to me now, Yoichi?" Yukki pouted. "You don't even eat lunch with me anymore..." She huffed.

"She ate lunch with you?" Haruichi muttered under his breath, catching only Kuramochi's attention.

"Aha, I've been busy." The shortstop said with an awkward laugh.

He's gonna kill me later...

"At least text me later! I didn't give you my number for nothing you know!" The girl called before running off in the opposite direction.

Kuramochi let a sigh of relief pass through his lips before looking over at Haruichi. The younger boy was glaring at him something fierce before he turned on his feet and started stomping away.

"Hey! I thought you were walking with me?" Kuramochi asked.

"Ask Yukki to walk with you!" Haruichi called before turning away.

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"How does Yoichi even enjoy this?" Miyuki muttered as he mashed buttons on his controller.

No matter which buttons he hit, his character kept getting knocked around by Sawamura's.

"Aha! I see why he likes this game so much! I am always on the losing end!" Sawamura called as he pummeled Miyuki's character who was then presented as defeated.

I lost to Sawamura after Yoichi's beaten him?

Miyuki huffed unhappily.

"Are you sulking?" Sawamura asked with a raised brow.

"No." Miyuki said, turning away from the pitcher.

"I'll let you win the next round…" Sawamura muttered with a small pout.

Miyuki looked back at him with a devilish smirk.

"Are you saying I can't win unless you let me?" The catcher asked as he rose a brow.

"You said it, not me." Sawamura said, though there was a coy smile on his face.

"I can think of a way or two that I do win." Miyuki stated as he leaned towards Sawamura.

"O-o-oh yea?" Sawamura asked, his cheeks darkening somewhat.

"Oi, oi, can you keep it PG when I'm around."

Sawamura screeched before throwing himself back. Miyuki sat back on the floor with an unhappy sigh.

"I didn't even hear the door open!" Sawamura practically yelled. "The cheetah strikes again…"

"Stop calling me that." Kuramochi snapped.

"Trouble in paradise?" Miyuki asked with a small knowing smirk.

"Yukki." Kuramochi said before flopping on Sawamura's bed.

"Ah. I figured that that would become an issue."

"What the hell Kazuya!?" Kuramochi growled. "If you knew you should have said something so I could be prepared!"

"She met Kominato?" Miyuki asked, hitting the bull's eye.

"How did you-"

"You only ever get this worked up about Kominato." Miyuki said before rolling his eyes.

"He was pissed." Kuramochi said with a frown.

"I don't think I've ever heard Haruichi and 'pissed' in the same sentence." Sawamura said with a thoughtful expression.

"Why, what happened exactly?" The catcher asked casually.

"I don't know what angered him so much. She just asked why I hadn't been eating lunch with her. She also mentioned having given me her number." Kuramochi stated, looking up at the ceiling with a lost expression.

"You're a dunce." Miyuki exasperated.

"Do you want me to pull you into a really painful wrestling move Kazuya?" Kuramochi growled angrily.

"Wouldn't want to give your significant other another reason to be angry now, would I?" Miyuki said as he raised his arms in the air as if the surrender.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Kuramochi growled.

"I've helped as much as I can. I'll be taking my leave. Make sure the idiot takes a shower after eating, along with sleeping. No field, do you get me?" Miyuki said, turning his attention to Sawamura for the last sentence.

"But I need to practice for tomorrow's ga-" Sawamura started before being cut off.

"No. Field." Miyuki repeated before opening the door. "If I catch you anywhere near the field there will be hell to pay Mr. Ace Wanna Be."

The catcher than pulled the door closed behind him, leaving a rather disgruntled Kuramochi and pouting Sawamura.

0_0_0_0

"And then she said that he had her number! I think she even sent a look my way after. Ugh, I'm so annoyed!" Haruichi vented, swinging as Furuya tossed another ball up into the air.

"So… this girl, you think she has a crush on Kuramochi?" Furuya asked as Haruichi pulled the bat back from his swing.

"I mean, it's pretty obvious, I'm sure Yoichi's the only one that hasn't noticed yet." The pinklet stated with a roll of his eyes.

He calls Kuramochi by his given name… I want to hear mine… Why doesn't he call my given name?

"Furuya? Hello?" Haruichi waved his small hand in front of the pitcher, snapping him out of his reverie.

"Hm?" Furuya answered.

"Are you tired of tossing the ball for me?" Haruichi asked.

Furuya picked up on the small tinge of disappointment in Haruichi's features and shook his head.

"No, I'll toss for you." He said before showing Haruichi the ball in his hand.

Haruichi showed the monster rookie a smile before falling back into his stance.

"So, why does it bug you?" Furuya asked as he tossed the ball for Haruichi.

"Because." Haruichi exasperated as he swung. "I don't like the thought of her being around him when I'm not around. She's a second year you know? She might even have classes with him."

But… If Yukki gets Kuramochi… that leaves me with you.

Furuya grabbed another ball.

"I don't see the problem." The pitcher stated as he tossed another ball.

"What if she tries something!?" Haruichi gasped, the bat falling back onto his shoulder.

"You shouldn't take many more swings, we still have practice in a little bit.." Furuya said as he tossed the ball.

"Just a couple more." The second baseman said with a small sigh.

Furuya nodded and tossed a couple more balls for the pinklet.

"Do you think… That she could ever win because… She's a girl?" Haruichi asked all of a sudden, not even flinching as the ball Furuya tossed up hit his foot on the way down.

The monster rookie looked up at the second baseman with a frown.

"I know it sounds stupid… but sometimes I get scared. Like, what if he starts thinking girls are cuter than I am. I know I'm not what people refer to as hot, trust me, cute is all I got going for me… so… if she starts coming on to him.. What if he starts thinking she's cuter than I am?"

Furuya stood up and pulled Haruichi into his arms. The second baseman's voice had seemed so lost and timid that his body had acted on its own.

"Haruichi… If that ever happened… he'd be the stupidest guy on the planet… You're so amazing… So smart… So uplifting, and, you're rather attractive in your own allure. Don't ever settle for second place. Don't let him tell you that you're not enough. This girl? If she somehow does take Kuramochi from you… It's not because she was cuter, it was because Kuramochi was stupid." Furuya said before pulling back.

Haruichi's bat was on the ground, where it had fallen from the pinklet's hands. The second baseman himself stood shellshock at both Furuya's actions and words.

"Do… Do you really mean all of that?..." Haruichi asked, his voice soft.

"Every word." Furuya said before nodding.

The monster rookie than offered the second baseman a small smile.

"You worry too much. I don't think you could ever lose to some girl." He said before ruffling Haruichi's hair.