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Gonna step back in time (compared to the 1st chapter) in chap2
Chapter 2 - Before it all started
- A few months ago -
It was late autumn, the leaves were falling and the air cool. The sun was setting earlier and earlier as the days flew by, but for the group of teens, their practice just got later and later into the evening twlight.
"YOSH!" a loud scream came as the crisp sound of a ball meeting a mitt echoed through the bullpen.
"I guess there's even hope for bakaas." Miyuki mumbled causing Sawamura's ears to perk up.
"What was that MIYUKI?!" Sawamura shouted from across the bullpen.
"That's senpai to you." Miyuki shouted back.
Whilst the two bickered, everyone else was watching them in amusement.
"Shut up you love birds, let's go back to the dorms." Kuramochi shouted back at them.
"Who would like him?" Sawamura quickly turned his gaze at the offender.
"The better question is who would like a bakaaaaaa, like you." Miyuki retorted causing Sawamura to get more agitated.
The two continued walking back with the others while squabbling amongst one another.
Although Sawamura was arguing with Miyuki, deep within, he was happy. As self-centered as it sounded, he was happy that the catcher paid so much attention to him. Of course, being the clueless person, he was oblivious to what these feelings meant.
"Oi Sawamura, make sure you eat properly." Miyuki stated as he found his seat next to the pitcher on the dinner table.
Dinner was the usual, but everyone dug in without complaints due to the sheer hunger from the day's workout. Sawamura was no exception, he gobbled his food down, of course almost choking while swallowing rice too fast.
"Oi, don't choke and die, baka..." Kuramochi commented as the pitcher grabbed a glass of water and started chugging it down. Meanwhile, Miyuki stared at the younger teen while smirking quietly.
"What are you laughing at?" Sawamura retorted after catching a glimpse of a chuckle escaping from the catcher.
"Oh nothing, just thinking how much of a baaaaaakaaaaaa you are." Miyuki snidely replied causing the pitcher to get riled up.
"Who's a baaa..." before the pitcher could finish his sentence, Miyuki quickly shoved a bun into the teen's mouth.
"Mmmmhh" Sawamura's muffled scream resonated.
"Hurry up and finish your dinner, you still gotta take a bath and go to sleep." Miyuki's retorted while waving the protesting pitcher off. The catcher got up off his seat and walked away with his tray in hand. Sawamura turned his displeased gaze towards the others, who were chuckling at the display of motherly love Miyuki had for the pitcher.
"Hurry up and finish your dinner, Sawa-chan..."
"Don't forget to scrub behind the ears, Eijunnn..."
"Miyuki's probably waiting to tuck you into bed."
Everyone started to make fun of Sawamura around the table, causing the pitcher to become flustered.
"He doesn't do that stuff!" Sawamura yelled, got up and walked off with a blush.
Miyuki and Kuramochi were at the other side of the cafe disposing of what little was left of their dinner tray.
"You and Sawamura seem to be doing good these days." Kuramochi nonchalantly started.
"Ehhh?" Miyuki questioned as he didn't get the context. The catcher filled two cups of water and handed one to Kuramochi.
"You two seem to be getting along very well." the other teen stated with a straight face.
"I guess..." Miyuki wasn't sure how to respond, so he just shrugged it off. Giving no further thought, Miyuki started to chug down the water slowly as both teens started to walk towards the exit of the cafe.
"Well, I guess it was inevitable. You two sharing a room this year and all. You must be busy with Sawamura at night. Who's the uke?" Kuramochi quickly slipped it in.
*COUGH COUGH COUGH* Miyuki fell into a fight of coughs as he choked on the water, spluttering the liquid flying all over. Luckily they were out doors.
*COUGH* "WHAAAT?" Miyuki forced the words out through his now raspy voice.
"I guess I was right?" Kuramochi stared at the catcher, whom was still recovering from his ordeal.
"NO! We never did anything like that! Wait...we're not in that relationship at all!" Miyuki quickly defended.
"Hahaha, I'm joking...why are you getting all flustered. This is the first time you've shown this side of yourself." Kuramochi wrapped his left arm around the catcher's neck and pulled him into a tight grip.
"It's not funny!" Miyuki fought to get free from the shortstop.
"Fine fine...then I guess I can drop by your room anytime to game?"
"You should be sleeping instead..." Miyuki sternly said.
"By the way, you notice how Sawamura looks at you?" Kuramochi asked in a more serious tone.
"What are you trying to get to now?" Miyuki asked in an exasperated voice.
"Umm never mind, let's quickly finish showering before Sawamura gets in there, unless you wanna find out what I meant." Kuramochi gave a big taunting smirk.
"Give me a break..." Miyuki sighed as they continued their way.
"Ha, just you watch."
The two third years were the only ones in the shower. They went as fast as they could, of course, making sure to clean properly, before the other players started to flood in.
Miyuki was the first to finish. He wrapped the towel around his bottom half and walked towards the locker room.
"Come on Harucchi! Let's get there before anyone else does." Sawamura yelled as he swiftly made a sharp turn.
Unbeknownst to both, Sawamura ran into Miyuki, causing the catcher to slip backwards and fall on his bottoms. Unluckily for Miyuki, Sawamura fell forward and landed on top of the catcher.
There laid, the catcher on his back, with the pitcher's face and hands pressed against the catcher's chest. Of course, the heavens wouldn't let Miyuki go with just that. The once tightly wrapped towel came loose, exposing his little buddy. The only saving grace was that Sawamura's body was pressed right against it; thus, hiding it from the rest of the world.
"Uhhh" Sawamura moaned as he regained his composure. He looked around and realised that he was on someone's chest. There, he stayed with both hands pressed against the other's chest. It was firm, nicely built and captivating.
"Uggghhh.." the person under the pitcher moaned as he lifted his hand up to his head.
Sawamura quickly looked up to see who was making the noise.
"Mi-MIYUKI!" the pitcher stuttered as he quickly shuffled up, but as he did, he took a quick glimpse at the catcher's entire upper body. His eyes trailed from the catcher's adam's apple, to the collar bone, which glided down to the firmly built chest that connected to the well defined abs. Sawamura was taking this all in during the split second chance he had. Of course, his gaze didn't end there.
"Whhaaa!" the pitcher suddenly shouted as he saw Miyuki's private area exposed. Suddenly, the pitcher realised that his body has been pressed against it, all that was separating the two beings was the thin cotton shirt he had on. A blush grew onto his face as he quickly shuffled up.
"S-s-sorry!" Sawamura quickly shouted, but upon realising that Miyuki was entirely exposed after he had gotten up and uncovered everything for the world to see, the younger teen quickly grabbed the towel that was haphazardly positioned and threw it over the catcher's lower half.
"Ouch..." Miyuki groaned has he pushed himself up.
"M-m-miyuki, I'm sorry!" the pitcher bowed in apology.
"Sawamura!" Miyuki said in a louder tone. He quickly wrapped the towel around his waist, got up and grabbed the pitcher in a head lock and started to reprimand the pitcher.
"You shouldn't be running like that!"
"I'm sorry!" Sawamura apologised as he squirmed around trying to get free.
Meanwhile, from all the movement, the towel around Miyuki's waist became loose causing the it to fall onto the ground, giving the pitcher a close up fully exposed frontal view. The catcher didn't seem to mind, since everything was exposed when they showered anyways, but the pitcher, being upfront and close to it, started to turn red.
"Ummm Miyuki-senpai, Eijun-kun's turning red from the head lock." Haruichi quickly said.
"Don't do it again." Miyuki let go, bent over and grabbed the towel and walked off.
All the while, Kuramochi was inwardly chuckling. As the two parties parted ways, Kuramochi immediately ran over to Miyuki, wrapped an arm around the catcher's neck and pulled him in so that he could whisper into his ear.
"See...I told you..." Kuramochi whispered.
Miyuki stared at the shortstop with a blank face.
"Told me what?" Miyuki asked in curiosity.
"Ahhh, nevermind, you're as clueless as Sawamura sometimes...you'll find out eventually." Kuramochi said before he went to his locker to get dressed.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Next chapter will be out in 1-2 weeks :)