Mm, so...I'm sorry for the long-awaited update!
I became busy and started coding and got addicted to Tumblr (quickly..)
I RECOMMEND YOU GO RE-READ CHAPTER 3 BEFORE GOING ON!
Only if you have read it BEFORE August 11/12th 2013
Well, anyway.
As stated on my profile, this is the SECOND to last chapter.
Erm, I'm going through with my plot line I came up with so~~, this chapter might be the most depressing thing I have ever written.
Disclaimer: I don't own the series, expect for some plot elements.
Tajima dragged Hanai down the hallway and shoulder a nearby door open. He glanced back at Mihashi and Abe and saw that they were both crumpled on the floor, embracing each other. The smaller teen smiled inwardly, Hope that will happen to me also...
Tajima hurriedly walked in and clenched Hanai's wrist even harder. He kicked the door shut with his foot and looked up at the taller teen.
Please..
"Ha-", Tajima had opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by Hanai, who was looking down at the spot were Tajima's hand was clenching his arm.
"Tajima! That hurts like hell! Let go already!" he shouted at clean-up hitter. Tajima reluctently let go of Hanai's arm and turned his head to the side. He had built up the courage to tell Hanai how he felt after what Abe had told him, but he couldn't do it now that Hanai had yelled at him and Tajima might have hurt his arm by squeezing it so hard.
"Ahh," Hanai sighed, rubbing his wrist. "Why did you bring me here?" he asked, speaking in a level voice at the discouraged Tajima. Tajima glanced to look at Hanai quickly and his eyes landed on the red mark red mark running around Hanai's right wrist.
The usually energetic and talkative shortie was now all flustered and confused and unsure of what to say as Captain stared at him. As his thoughts raced through his head, Tajima had opened his mouth several times but he couldn't say anything.
What if he gets angry..
What if he yells again..
Hanai sighed and crossed the room in a few strides and sat down on the bed. "Come on Tajima, we don't have all night. We still need to study, isn't that why we came here in the first place?" Hanai leaned over and rested his head on the palm of his hand.
What if he never talks to me agian..
What if we never baseball again..
Tajima turned and looked down at the floor and took a deep breath. He could here his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to look up at the other guy. Tajima swallowed and looked up at Hanai. "I-I-," he began but his mind was to scared to continue what he was going to say, "Whats your best subject?" he asked quickly.
What if we never see each other..again..
Hanai's head slid off his hand as he stared at Tajima, "Math? Why do you ask?" Hanai repositioned himself this time and crossed his legs on the large double bed.
"Hehe, you see, thats, um, my worst, one. Yeah, my..worst.." Hanai narrowed his eyes at Tajima as he spit the jumbled mess of words out.
Tajima tried to move his head up, to look at Hanai, but he couldn't do it.
"Tajima," Hanai said loudly, breaking into Tajima's thoughts. "What did you really want to talk about? I know you didn't drag me in here just to talk about academic subjects. What is it that you want to say?"
Tajima's heart began to beat louder as Hanai spoke to him. He could feel Hanai's eyes on him. Tajima's face felt his face flush red. He glanced up and saw Hanai sitting cross-legged on the bed. He looked calm, as if he knows what about to happen.
What if..he accepts?
The thought barely crossed Tajima's mind when Hanai asked him, in a calm and low voice.
"Tajima, do you love me?"
What if he doesn't care about it?
The thought surfaced in his mind after Hanai spoke.
D-d-does he already know?
W-wait, I t-told him before didn't I?
Tajima thought back to earlier that night when they were the kitchen and Tajima had confessed to him rather roughly.
Hanai let out a long sigh, "Tajima, please answer me." Tajima glanced back up and saw that Hanai was still looking the same as he did before. All calm and collective. As if he knows how the whole conversation will play out. Tajima felt tears begging to form on the rim of his eyes as he looked up at Hanai.
Why..is he acting so calm..
What if..he already plans to make fun of me?
Tajima's thoughts began racing again as he unconscionably nodded his head at Hanai. Tajima froze then.
I-I just..
Hanai bit his lower lip and looked at Tajima, who was begging to tear up. There was a long pause as the two looked at each and,
"I'm so-" Hanai began, but Tajima had fallen to his knees and began crying into his hands. Hanai didn't know what to do. He sat there on the bed and saw Tajima cry as if he lost something special to him.
Well, he kind of did. Hanai thought, he stood up from the bed and slowly walked over to Tajima.
"Tajima, I'm sorry. I can't reciprocate your feelings for you. I'm sorry. Can you please stop crying now?" Hanai reached out a hand and tried to pat Tajima's head, but he couldn't. He didn't know what Tajima might feel from it. Would it hurt? Or would it comfort him? Instead Hanai sat their next to him, and tried talking to him about other stuff, such as baseball and food. Even thou he was trying hes best, Tajima wouldn't stop crying.
What if..he rejects me?
Then hates me..?
What will I do then?
Those were Tajima's last thoughts as he drifted to into sleep curled up on the floor while Hanai still talked to him about random stuff that seemed to hurt him then it did comfort.
A/N:
W-what did I just write..?
Sorry to any hard-core TajiHana shippers!
(Ah, shit.
I just remembered I never wrote the TajiAbe chapter..
Well, uploaded this anyway. I will go back and write that chapter now and place it at the very end [aka chapter 7] and call it an Extra)
Thanks for rea-!
/Runs away
