"Everyone, this is Yuu-Chan! Yuu-Chan, meet everyone!" Lavi burst out of nowhere. "This is Miranda," He pointed at a nervous-looking woman with wavy brown hair. "This is Krory," This man looked like Dracula. No exaggeration what-so-ever. He had black hair with a shock of white in the center, pale-white skin, and razor sharp teeth.

"Do not use that name Usagi!" Kanda interrupted in a deadly voice, cutting Lavi's introduction of the rest of their team off. Despite his murderous intent, Lavi just waved him off and continued. There were six other members; a smiling Chinese girl named Lenalee, a tall stoic man named Noise, a tall and lean man-Suman, Daishya – a young teen with a mischievous look, a Chinese man with blonde hair by the name of Bak, and finally, a petite girl called Fo. All in all, they made a pretty strange bunch.

"Team break!" Lavi shouted with way too much enthusiasm in Kanda's opinion, seriously, where did he store all that crap? As the team huddled around his, stacking their hands, he did not budge. "Oh, sorry Yuu-Chan! I forgot you are new to the wonderful world of baseball. Let me explain. A bre-"

"I KNOW WHAT A FUCKING BREAK IS!" Kanda found himself hating the rabbit even more than normal-a feat he wasn't even sure was possible, yet here he was doing it.

"Then why aren't ya over here, Yuu?" Lavi whined, completely unfazed by Kanda's outburst.

"Why do you think? Aren't you supposed to be some sort of genius?"

"…" It wasn't everyday Lavi was speechless.

"Just do it without me!" Kanda exclaimed as he turned and walked out of the dugout and onto the field. He wanted to get this over with. Little did he know, a certain beansprout's eyes trailed him the entire time.

"Let the game begin!" The umpire bellowed, signaling the beginning of the game, or in Kanda's case, a brand new challenge just waiting to be tackled. He was not, under any circumstance about to succumb to that sorry excuse of a rabbit. He would prevail, damn it! He hadn't stayed up all night watching those boring-as-fuck baseball tutorial videos for nothing. He had a point to prove, and he was going to prove it right.

The damn Usagi had lost the coin toss, so they were stuck as visitors. He leaned down into ready position as he stood in attention at shortstop. Allen stood at first and Lavi took up the pitcher's mound.

"Everybody ready?" He shouted into the field. Kanda grunted.

"Get on with it, Usagi! Pitch the damn ball!" The batter was stocky, and looked like he could probably pack an awful lot of strength into a swing. However, Lavi's smirk said otherwise. Yeah, Lavi was smirking. They were playing a professional, key word, professional baseball team and he was smirking. That's just how confident he was.

Apparently, this was not Lavi's first exposure to baseball. No, a newbie couldn't pitch a ball so hard that a pro would whiff, hit spots over the plate to make it perfectly out of range, or strike out three batters in a row. Lavi was a pro himself.

"Haha! Looks like I win, Yuu-Chan!" He shouted as he danced off the field, leaving his own team and the opposing team stunned.

"The game just fucking started!" Kanda growled, "and my name is Kanda you fucking rabbit! Get it right."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." He then turned to face his team (at some point in his mind it had become his) and yelled, "Everybody in!" They formed a huddle in the dugout around Lavi. "The games not over just because you have an amazing, unparalleled, unbeatable, gorgeous, stunning…did I say amazing?"

"Get on with it Lavi!" Allen lectured. Just how many adjectives could one describe himself with?

Lavi just waved a hand at him and continued. "and cool, and sleek, and-"

"Usagi, don't waste our time."

"Oh! I didn't know you were listening, Yuu-Chan!" Allen face palmed. Some people never learn, do they?

"Don't fuck with me, baka."

"Aww, Yuu-Chan! Don't be like tha-" He stopped, feeling something pressed against his neck. Slowly, he looked down and…burst into laughter. It seemed like steel blades don't pass security in baseball stadiums.

"What the fuck Usagi?"

Lavi seemed to be having trouble answering, "Y-Y-You thre" He couldn't stop laughing long enough to reply. Even Allen was snickering.

"What's so funny, Moyashi?" Kanda asked, probably trying to sound threatening but somehow it came out more as curious.

"Where's your sword baKanda? Didn't make it through security? What's up with that? I mean really, making death threats with a baseball bat?! The standards have really been lowered. I'm quite disappointed really."

"Watch your tongue beanspout!"

"It's Allen!"

"Yeah, whatever. Oh, and this is Mugen II. Don't underestimate its power!"

"That's great, Yuu-Chan, 'cause I saved you the first seat in the batting order." Lavi (at some point he had recovered from his laugh attack) gave Kanda a slight push towards the field. "Go get'em tiger! Don't forget, you have to keep your feet square to the plate, and lock your eyes on the ball!"

Kanda did not reply, but he did start to grumble under his breath. Lavi could swear it was not English.

He carefully slipped the helmet over his head-cautious as not to mess up his neat ponytail, and stepped up to the plate. Taking up his stance, he prepared to hit the ball. The pitcher began his motion, and –whoosh- the ball came. He took a step forward, pivoting on his back foot, about to make contact when…

"KANDA!" The baka Moyashi fucking yelled at him! He went through with the swing, but missed terribly, turning around in a complete circle. Immediately, he turned to the twerp that had dared to disrupt his concentration.

"IDIOT! WHAT THE HELL WAS SO IMPORTANT?!"

"Uh…" Allen scratched the back of his head, backing into the farthest corner of the dugout. "Your shoe was untied…?" A very very murderous aura was beginning to surround Kanda.

"Moyashi, you are SO DEAD WHEN I'M DONE HERE!" And with that he turned back to the now trembling pitcher with an expecting expression. "You gonna pitch the ball or what?"

"Y-yeah" Wasting no time, the pitcher mustered up his courage and threw the ball.

Again, Kanda swung at the ball, however this time, it flew; over the heads of everyone, and clearing the fence at last. He smirked as he raced around the bases, for there was something waiting for him at home – a very guilty Moyashi.

Yeah…well this is really late ^^; I was actually going to put this story aside for a while in order to focus on my other story, Forgotten Memories…but I ended up writing this anyways XD Sooooo….I'll try to update again soon, but no promises. Hope you like it!

-pathless

P.S. Review? :D