thanks for hanging in there guys! /v\

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Strike 1

Mihashi stood in the kitchen, washing the dishes from breakfast of his entire team. Everyone rotated duties while during this training session. Today, Mihashi was on kitchen duty, which meant cleaning, gathering, and preparing the food. Whoever is your partner for the trip goes on duty with you. Which means, Abe was supposed to be with him. But, Mihashi has been cleaning dishes by himself. He sighed as he finished the last bowl. What was he going to do? It seemed like things between him and Abe were getting better but then he stormed off all of a sudden. And doing chores by yourself when you could be doing them with a friend wasn't any fun.

Shiga walked into the doorway with Abe with ingredients they were carrying.

Mihashi left the kitchen to walk into the tv room where Hanai was sitting and laughing. Mihashi walked up to his teammate. "Hanai, are you done with your dishes?"

"What" he looked up. "Oh! Yeah, sorry man." He was going to reach for them but Mihashi beat him to it. He got up to join Tajima, "Hey make an awesome meal!" He slapped the blonde on the shoulder and jogged off.

Mihashi smiled and turned to the kitchen. "Ah! Abe! And Mr. Shiga, how are you?" He placed the plate into the sink to clean.

Shiga placed his ingredients on the counter. "I hope you don't mind that I borrowed him, Mihashi. I needed help in the garden."

The pitcher shook his head. "Ah…n-no I don't." He was relieved that Abe wasn't avoiding him.

"He was a lot of help!" Shiga laughed. "Okay, boys, you know what's for dinner right? I'll leave you to the preparations while I get more ingredients. We are just missing the spices. You can handle that, right?"

"Yes!" Mihashi yelped.

"Yeah.."

"Mm alright. You behave now." With a wave Shiga was gone and as soon as he left Mihashi spun toward Abe. "A-Abe! I'm so glad that you weren't avoiding me!" The blonde fussed with the towel he was holding.

The catcher crossed his arms. "Maybe I am. I could have volunteered to help Mr. Shiga so I wouldn't have to be near you."

The face Mihashi gave nearly broke Abe into a thousand pieces.

"Ah, no." He reached out and grabbed the blonde in a hug. "That wasn't it, I'm sorry. He asked me to help."

Mihashi sniffled against Abe's shirt. "So you're not avoiding me?"

Abe tilted the other's face by his chin and placed a delicate kiss on the pitcher. "No, I'm not."

"Oh! Abe I'm so glad!"

Abe almost choked at the huge hug he was getting. "A-Alright." He nervously patted Mihashi's back. If he was going to continue to be this cute there was no way he could survive the rest of the day. And speaking of being cute, he pushed Mihashi away. "You need to stop being so nice."

The blond looked confused. "What do you mean?"

Abe scratched his arm nervously. "I mean, don't become a slave to those guys! He could have taken care of his own dishes."

"Do you mean Hanai? Ah but I am on kitchen duty, so, I am responsible for the dishes…and.."

Abe grabbed the other's arm. "I am telling you, that if you become too friendly the others could have ideas. And I don't want anyone having thoughts about you."

Mihashi nodded his head. "Abe, do you have thoughts about me?"

He sighed. "Of course I have thoughts about you. I thought that was already obvious."

The other played with his shirt. "What…kind..of thoughts?"

Abe gulped and those words with his face sent a jolt to his groin. "Why don't you try to find out?" He ran his fingers through Mihashi's hair, which caused the pitcher to shut his eyes, before he leaned forward and kissed the blond on the neck. He nibbled and pecked until Mihashi started to relax and let his hands fall on the catcher's arms. He licked up Mihashi's throat which earned him a squeak from the other, and just as he was about to press their bodies together the door of the complex swung open. Abe glared at the kitchen's doorway, expecting to see Tajima soon. He was pissed that this had to stop but glad that his teammate was always so loud so he knew that he had to stop.

"Hey! Guys!" On queue, Tajima's smiling face entered and he trotted toward them. "After dinner we are gonna play a game! You guys have to join!"

Abe put his hands on his hips. "I'm surprised you got anyone to agree with it."

"Shut up it will be fun! We need a stress reliever any way. You'll come right, Mihashi?"

The pitcher snapped his head up at Tajima and quickly nodded.

"Good! 'Cause if you come, Abe will come."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Just that you guys are a packaged deal."

Abe gritted his teeth and grabbed his teammate into a headlock.

Tajima semi-broke free, laughing, and directed his attention to the third person in the room. "Yo Mihashi, you okay? You seem kinda off."

"I-I'm fine!" he squealed.

Tajima squinted at him before Abe pushed him out.

"Aren't you supposed to be on duty?"

"Aren't you supposed to be cooking?!" And with that, Tajima sprinted off.

"Geez." Abe sighed. "That guy." He shook his head and chuckled. "You know, you don't have to go if you don't want to."

"N-No! I want to. If Abe will be there."

"I'll be there." He was taken back by the words and it created a fire in him. "Although, there is a different stress reliever I would rather have." He leaned into Mihashi and grabbed his butt.

"EE!" Mihashi quickly pushed Abe away and faced the sink. "W-W-We should be preparing dinner!"

Abe grinned and followed orders, hoping that this…game…would not last long. He wanted nothing more than for Mihashi to help him with another problem.

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Both catcher and pitcher worked together on cleaning the dishes. Abe washed them as Mihashi dried. The rest of the day was pretty relaxing. Kitchen duty was usually a calm day – just preparing and cooking easy meals. While on breaks Momoe advised them to think over their practice routines and how to better themselves. Once dinner was nearing, it was matters of stirring everything into one pot, simmer for a few ours, and serve. Abe watched when Mihashi placed the food before their teammates while wearing an apron. It got him to thinking about Mihashi doing the same for him and as he would bend over to place the food down he would grab him and just fuc-

"A-Abe!'"

The catcher blinked and realized where he was. Mihashi and him had been cleaning dishes once everyone was done with dinner. They were on the last two and he looked over at the other. "Sorry..I was thinking about something."

Mihashi tilted his head. "Were they the thoughts about me?"

Abe smirked. "They were."

Mihashi felt a shiver down his back.

"What was it that you wanted to tell me?"

"Th-That since putting away everything is nearing, then, I assume the game is going to start soon. I just wanted to prepare you."

"Right." He sighed. "The game.."

"Don't worry, it will be fun because we are together." Mihashi beamed and Abe nearly melted.

Once they had put away all of the dishes, cleaned up the table and kitchen, they both headed toward the rooms to look for Tajima. As they rounded a corner there he was. "Tajima!"

He looked over at Abe. "Yo man, what's up?"

"What do you mean what's up, we are here because you requested it."

Tajima raised an eyebrow. "HAH?"

Abe pinched the bridge of his nose. "The game..."

"O-Oh! Yeah. I forgot. Sorry, it's been canceled." As he said this he was entering his and Hanai's room.

"Wait why?"

Tajima was about to answer when a voice stopped him.

"Would you hurry up and shut the door! I'm not waiting all damn night!"

Tajima smiled and waved before slamming the door and Abe stood as still as stone. That tone…those words…could they be…he gulped. He didn't find it wrong or anything, hell he wished to do the same with Mihashi tonight but just now knowing that right now…his two teammates…his friends…he grabbed Mahiashi's arm and dragged him to their room, shutting the door.

"Abe? Is something wrong?"

The other sighed and sat down on his covers. "It's nothing. Nothing you need to worry about."

Mihashi stood next to Abe and fidgeted with his shirt. "Would you, like me to help you?"

Abe started to pull the blond down until he was stopped.

"W-Wait..let me change clothes."

Before the raven could say anything Mihashi ran for the other side of the divider in the room. Abe rested back onto his elbows, waiting. Once the rustling was done, the pitcher slowly walked into sight, wearing Abe's shirt. Abe wasn't that much bigger that Mihashi but just big enough that the shirt just barely covered him fully. Abe gave a low growl and sat up fully. "If you don't get your ass over here, now-"

Mihashi stopped him short by sitting in the other's lap. "Abe.."

He gulped.

"Let me help you." Mihashi grabbed Abe's face and sloppily kissed him on the lips, partly missing.

The raven half chuckled and half choked, not knowing what to make of this. His perfect little pitcher was on top of him. He couldn't have been any happier.

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tbc