A/N: I hope this (and previous chapters) were written clear enough for everyone (random thought).

Ch5 would probably come later this week, since I have yet to start writing it.

Enjoy...

Chapter 4: Feelings

Sawamura ran as fast and as far as possible, all the while uncontrollable sobs and tears flooded his wake. Luckily for him, it was still early in the morning so few were on the streets to see the distress teen.

The two catchers ran as fast as they could, chasing after him, but quickly lost sight of him. They were frantically in search for the pitcher, wanting to embrace and apologize to the younger teen and amend their mistake. After a minute of running, they decided to split up to look for Sawamura.

Sawamura eventually stopped at an intersection. The light had turned red for crossing, so he stood there. The peaceful quiet streets were tainted by the sobs of a broken teen. His left hand was pushed against his chest where his heart was, fingers clutching his shirt.

'It hurts...' his teeth was clenched as cries escaped between them. Tears freely flowed as sniffs occurred frequently at irregular intervals.

'Please make this pain stop...please...' Sawamura felt alone, as if the whole world had shunned him.

'What did I do...what did I do WRONG...WHY... ' he was broken, lost amidst the cruel world. His heart felt as if a chain was wrapped around it, squeezing and restraining it as shackles would. He wanted to reach into his chest and pull his heart out, just to end the pain.

'I'm...sniff...I'm sorry...sniff sniff..." he whispered, "...please make the pain stop...' he couldn't take it anymore. His breathing was laboured as he felt his chest constrict him more and more as the seconds went by. His head started to pound as every little thing bothered him. The ticking of the clock was amplified in his head. The beeping of the crosswalk signal was blasting in his ears. The rustling of the leaves felt like rocks pouring onto him as it buried him in his grave.

And all of a sudden, as if his prayers were answered, he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist. The arms tenderly pulled his body against the perpetrator's body, the person's chin resting upon the pitcher's shoulders.

Sawamura, startled at first, eventually found some tranquility from the embrace. The person's right hand started to move up and pressed itself against Sawamura's chest, where the heart was. It felt as if the bleeding heart was being healed by the gentle warmth emanating from the hand.

"Eijun..." Miyuki whispered into Sawamura's ears. His arms squeezed the pitcher's abdomen tighter to signify that he wouldn't let the pitcher go. Sawamura stood there frozen.

"Chris told me everything..." Miyuki paused to choose the right words. He didn't want to distress the pitcher any more than he was. "That night with Furuya..." Miyuki started to explain.

At the mention of Furuya, Sawamura's sobs started again, but Miyuki caught notice of this, reassured the pitcher with a tighter embrace and quickly continued.

"That night, it was an accident, the ground was uneven, we tripped and ended up in that position...we didn't do it on purpose...please believe me..." Miyuki explained. Sawamura stood there trying to comprehend what he just heard. A fire of hope lit up within him, but the small flame wavered as if it could be extinguished at a moment's notice.

"Eijun...it was an accident, I don't like Furuya, I never did like him..." Miyuki's voice sounded desperate as if trying to keep hold of the southpaw pitcher. "I love you Eijun...you're the only one I love...I had feelings for you since the very first day you pitched for me in the tryouts..." Miyuki confessed, his voice warm, sincere and full of love.

Upon hearing the catcher's confession, Sawamura melted. He was taken aback by Miyuki's confession. His body filled with joy, but there was a taint of fear, fear that this was another dream or worst, fear that he was being played again. Sawamura could feel a tear land on his shoulders. 'Miyuki's crying...for me?' he was stunned. He didn't expect this to come from Miyuki. As more tears dripped onto his shoulders, the hint of fear vanished, as if his body was cleansed by holy water. Without notice, he was suddenly turned around by the catcher who then immediately planted a kiss.

Miyuki pressed his lips against Sawamura's, both stood at the street corner in a tight kiss for what had seemed eternity. The loud noise, the pounding of his head, and the aching of his heart was all healed at the very instant. The world suddenly became quiet as nothing else mattered except Miyuki and himself.

The two of them had to eventually break up for air. Miyuki wrapped his arms around Sawamura's waist and pulled the pitcher right against his body. There, he rested his head on the crook of the pitcher's neck and whispered soft words of love.

Sawamura reciprocated as he wrapped his arms around Miyuki's neck and shoulders, he too placing his head atop Miyuki's shoulders. "I love you too...Kazuya..." Sawamura whispered. It felt great, he had wanted to say it for the longest time. It felt as if a thousand pounds were lifted off his heart. His emotions were overflowing. "I love you...I love you I love you I love you..." he repeatedly whispered as tears of joy found its way out of the pitcher's eyes.

Sawamura wiped the tears out his eyes as he calmed down, but upon doing so, he saw Chris in the distance.

Chris had finally found Sawamura, but to his dismay, yet content, Miyuki had already cleared things up with the pitcher. 'It's all for the best...' Chris thought as he realised that the pitcher had the happiest vibe since they first stood there with a smile, he was happy that Sawamura finally found happiness and the older catcher wouldn't trade anything in this world for that.

Sawamura saw Chris smile, but to him it was a smile of sadness. As the older catcher turned around, Sawamura caught the glimpse of a tear rolling down the catcher's face. 'Chris...' Sawamura felt miserable. Seeing the older catcher walk away, reality hit him and he realised that the one who tormented everyone was none other than himself. He was the one who caused pain to both Miyuki and Chris, especially Chris, who had been there for him since day one.

'I'm the worst...I'm the one who's playing with other's feelings, the one who's treating others like toys...' Sawamura felt like a hypocrite, self-centered and not worthy of anyone. Seeing Chris walk away after all the catcher's done for him, being there for him, looking after him, and even willingly being discarded by him cause an unimaginable feeling of pain and guilt. It was a feeling like someone was squeezing his heart dry of all blood, causing the blood to flow everywhere except back into the heart. It was suffocating.

"No..." Sawamura stated.

"No?" Miyuki repeated, finding it weird. He created some distance between the pitcher and himself to get a better look at Sawamura. The pitcher's eyes were glazed with hurt and face plastered with shock. Miyuki followed the direction of Sawamura's gaze to see the older catcher walking away with one hand seemingly covering his eyes.

"Sorry Chris... sorry Kazuya...I'm the worst...playing with everyone's heart and hurting you guys..." Sawamura whispered to no one in particular.

It took him a lot of effort to say what he was about to say, but he had to do it, he felt unworthy of being with either catcher, "Kazuya, sorry...I don't think I can continue onwards like this...I love you, but I can't face the fact that I've hurt Chris...we should stop before this drags on any longer..." With that said, Sawamura broke the embrace between him and Miyuki and subconsciously walked backwards to gain some distance, he didn't want to be so close to Miyuki, especially after what he had said.

"I'm sorry Miyuki...senpai..." Sawamura whispered, as he and Miyuki slowly grew further apart as he mindlessly stumbled backwards.

Miyuki stared aimlessly as the pitcher backed away from him. 'Did he...just break up with me...' was the only thought coursing through the catcher's mind. He was confused. He thought everything was ok.

Miyuki was dumbfounded, trying to comprehend what Sawamura had said while watching the distance between them grow further. 'Did...he...break...' he started asking himself again, but suddenly from down the streets, he heard a car rev.

He snapped back into reality and noticed the pitcher had unintentionally backed onto the main road and at a short distance away, a car was racing down the streets at about 160km/h. The speeding car was on a collision path towards the pitcher.

"EIJUN WATCH OUT!" Miyuki screamed in horror as he reached his hand out towards the pitcher. Chris heard the pitchers name being called in fear and quickly turned around to witness the events unfold.

Sawamura snapped out his daze upon hearing Miyuki shout. He turned his head and realised what was about to happen.

Noticing someone on the road, the driver immediately pressed the brakes, but it was too late, the momentum carried the car forward. A loud honk was heard as the driver tried to warn the person.

*BANG* the sound of a car hitting a person echoed through the now red morning skies.

A/N: well...I feel a void within me after writing that :'(