My neighboursand parents have managed to kick my ass in poker...

sadness..

Anime4us

Chapter 22

Sawamura glanced up from the manga he was reading when he heard a knock. Of course, his older roommate didn't even flinch as he continued to mash at the buttons on his controller, eyes never leaving the screen. The southpaw sighed before pushing himself up and making his way to the door.

There was another knock at the door, pulling an annoyed 'I'm coming' from the pitcher as he wrenched the door open. His features brightened a few shades when Miyuki lay on the other side of the door, eyebrow raised.

"Yoichi, I can hear your game from my room." Miyuki called from over Sawamura's shoulder.

"That's nice Kazuya." The shortstop drawled as he continued to play his game.

Miyuki looked at Sawamra with a questioning demeanor. The pitcher shrugged before stepping aside to let the catcher in.

"Are you feeling better?" Miyuki asked, directing his question at Sawamura.

"Yea, Kuramochi brought me food before, so I'm good."

Miyuki smiled before turning towards the shortstop.

"I can't hear myself think in here." He muttered before walking in front of the television and working on lowering the volume.

"Kazuya- I can't- get out of the way!" Kuramochi stated as he tried to see around the catcher.

'Defeated' flashed across his screen and he leveled the catcher with an unhappy glare.

"You know, Eijun's sick and you're blaring this crap." Miyuki stated with a raised brow.

"Since when do you care about others?" Kuramochi asked defiantly, though he knew just how much the catcher cared for his pitcher.

"You wound me Yoichi." Kazuya said before walking back over to Sawamura's bed and plopping down onto it.

"You're gonna get sick spending all of this time with me." Sawamura huffed as he sat next to Miyuki.

"I have an insane immune system." Miyuki stated as he flopped back.

"Or you're just insane." Kuramochi offered.

"How did your chat with Kominato go?" Miyuki countered with, knowing full well why Kuramochi was in such a bad mood.

"Fantastic." The shortstop said sarcastically.

Miyuki glanced at Sawamura before digging into his pocket and pulling out a few coins.

"Can you grab me a can of coffee?" Miyuki asked as he handed the shorter boy change.

"Didn't you just walk by the machine yourself?"

"I didn't want it back then, now I do." Miyuki said with a small smirk.

"Then go get it yourself, I'm a sick person you know?!" Sawamura stated incredulously.

"I'll return the favor." Miyuki said with a suggestive grin.

The southpaw's cheeks engulfed with red as he stood.

"Fine." He muttered before leaving the room.

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"Feel better?"

The two of them hadn't spoken for a long ten minutes.

"A little, it helps to talk about it." Haruichi said softly before flopping back onto his bed.

Ryosuke stayed sitting up straight, still next to his little brother.

"It's kinda funny…" Haruichi lead off, small chuckle leaving his lips.

"What is?" The senior second baseman asked while raising a brow.

"How bad you are at dealing with emotions." Haruichi said before sitting back up.

Ryosuke narrowed his eyes towards his younger brother.

"But I really appreciate it. Listening to me and all." The younger of the two said while rolling his shoulders.

"Wanna go swing the bat?" Ryosuke asked casually. "You left practice early and I know I don't take kindly to those who slack off."

You're an amazing older brother… you know that right?

"Yea, I'd like that." Haruichi said with a small smile.

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"That bad?" Miyuki asked as the door closed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Kuramochi demanded as he set his controller down with a huff.

"I'm saying that it didn't go well." Miyuki stated with a small huff.

"No, it didn't Kazuya. I went to talk to him and he threw almost every goddamn thing I said right back into my face." Kuramochi said before standing up in an angry haste.

"Gonna tell me what happened?" Miyuki drawled.

"You know exactly what happened."

"I am many things Yoichi, but a clairvoyant isn't one of them." The catcher stated with a raised brow.

"I asked him to work on our infield and he flipped out." Kuramochi said before huffing loudly.

"That's it?" Miyuki asked while raising his brow.

"I asked why he was so upset and he laughed at me…" Kuramochi stated, his anger dissipating slowly.

Miyuki winced at the situation.

That's probably not a good sign…

"What happened after that?" Miyuki asked.

"He was being a smart ass." Kuramochi said before biting into his cheek. "So I cut the conversation off, it wasn't going anywhere."

"So… What's your plan?"

"Give him his space I guess, He'll come to me when he wants to talk." Kuramochi said before sighing.

"That's probably the smartest thing that has come out of your mouth today." Miyuki stated with an ever growing smirk.

"Fuck off Kazuya." Kuramochi stated before punching his shoulder playfully, small smile growing on his lips.

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"Honestly…. Sending a sick person to get you a drink. What kind of captain does that?!" Sawamura grumbled under his breath.

"Sawamura, you seem to be looking better."

Sawamura's attention snapped up at the figure in front of him, thoughts of Miyuki leaving his mind immediately.

"Boss!" He cried out of both surprise and acknowledgment.

"Are you feeling up to playing in tomorrow's game?" The coach asked with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Of course boss! I could pitch the whole game! I will become the amazing ace for this team!" Sawamura bellowed.

"No. You will be pitching after Furuya. From the fifth inning if all goes well." The coach stated before nodding. "If you feel sick tomorrow, don't push yourself, let me now as soon as possible."

"I will be fine!" Sawamura stated before smiling.

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Haruichi thanked his brother before heading back to his room. He was going to sleep off the day and talk to Kuramochi tomorrow before classes started.

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Sawamura let himself into his room, sighing heavily as he plopped onto his bed next to Miyuki.

"Was it such a hard task?" Miyuki asked with a small smirk, putting his hand out for his drink.

"I drank it on the way here, I got thirsty." Sawamura said defiantly.

"No you didn't." Miyuki stated with a knowing smirk.

"What makes you say that?" the first year pitcher asked casually.

"You think of coffee as bitter, so unless you didn't get the right drink, you didn't drink it." Miyuki deduced.

"I got the right drink, I'm not that stupid." Sawamura stated with a roll of his eyes.

The southpaw chucked the drink at his catcher, causing Miyuki to jump somewhat in surprise.

"Thanks." Miyuki stated as he opened the can and brought it to his lips.

"Yea, you're welcome…" Sawamura stated before flopping back onto the bed.

Miyuki's eyes caught the first year pitcher's pout out of the corner of his lenses.

Better be careful, Yoichi would really be upset if I lost composure with him in the room.

The catcher thought as he set his can on the night stand and kicked back next to Sawamura.

"Furuya's starting tomorrow." The pitcher stated before going back to pouting.

"He's ace." Miyuki stated matter of factly.

Kuramochi glanced over his shoulder, rolling his eyes before resuming his game.

"I'm gonna be ace Kazuya, and then Furuya is gonna have to catch up to me." The pitcher stated, determination lighting up the catcher's favorite feature.

"If you say so Mr. Ace Wanna Be." Miyuki stated with a growing smirk.

"And then you won't be able to say those words to me! Because I really will be ace!" The southpaw said before turning away from Miyuki.

You're making it really hard for me to hold back here Eijun.

"Are you mad at me?" Miyuki prodded, poking Sawamura's ribs somewhat.

"Maybe." Sawamura stated.

"Maybe not?" Miyuki asked.

"Maybe I am." Sawamura corrected.

"Really?" Miyuki asked while raising a brow.

"Really." Sawamura confirmed.

"Well that just won't do."

Miyuki snaked an arm around Sawamura and pulled him on top of him. The catcher sent a glance towards the shortstop's direction, pleased that he hadn't grabbed the other's attention.

"What are you doing?" Sawamura asked with a pout.

"Why are you mad at me?" Miyuki asked with a small smirk.

"I'm not an ace wanna be. I will be ace." Sawamura stated.

"That's basically what that means." Miyuki stated before rolling his eyes.

"Whatever." Sawamura stated before avoiding Miyuki's gaze.

I'm blaming you.

Miyuki brought a hand up to cup around the back of Sawamura's neck and gently pulled him down, linking their lips. He could feel the heat that spread across his pitcher's cheeks almost instantaneously. He also felt the pitcher kissing him back, letting him know that he wasn't actually upset with him.

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Haruichi heard the alarm go off, pulling him from his warm cocoon of blankets. Practice had been called off for the morning, seeings how the team would be playing a game in the afternoon. The pinklet had reveled in the extra few hours of sleep.

He changed into his school's uniform before glancing at his sleeping roommate.

"If you want to take a shower like you were saying last night, you should get up now." The pinklet stated, effectively pulling his roommate from sleep.

"Ugh… Too early…" The other stated before rolling over.

"Whatever you say." Haruichi stated before shrugging and grabbing his bag.

The pinklet made his way towards the school building, mentally listing off the places Kuramochi would hang out at before class started. He knew that the shortstop went in early when they didn't have practice, usually to have breakfast with a couple of his classmates.

He made his way towards the first place on his list; the second year level stairwell. As he made his way up the stairs it wasn't hard for him to pick up on his boyfriend's laugh. A small smile formed itself on his lips as he anticipated talking to him, though as he continued to climb the stairs, he heard someone else's voice.

"Mr. Santeni? Oh my god." A female's voice stated before laughter filled the stairwell.

"No, for real! He was so pissed. Said something about us being really disrespectful."

That's Yoichi's voice.

"No kidding! I can't believe he read your message out loud." The girl said before giggling.

"Honestly, it's his fault. If he didn't read it we wouldn't be in this mess." The shortstop stated before huffing.

"You're so funny Yoichi."

Haruichi tensed. He knew that voice.

"I actually missed hanging out with you Yukki, it's refreshing." Kuramochi stated before laughing.

"What kind of compliment is that?" Yukki stated before laughing.

"No seriously, talking about anything unrelated to baseball is kinda nice." The shortstop stated shrugging.

Haruichi simply turned on his heels.

Fine, do whatever you want.

The pinklet thought as the familiar bubbles of jealousy boiled in the pit of his stomach.