Warning: Sorry, I'm gonna bump the rating of this to M (just in case), since there are descriptions of injuries with blood...
Chapter 5 - The End
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. The gap between him and the pitcher was growing bigger as the pitcher's words realised within his mind.
Suddenly from down the streets, Miyuki heard a car rev. The loud noise was approaching at an alarming rate. He looked towards the offending noise and realised it was a car speeding down the streets on a collision course towards the pitcher.
"EIJUN WATCH OUT!" Miyuki shouted in fear as he sprinted towards the pitcher. His heart was beating at an alarming rate, the sight of losing the pitcher was one thing, but if the pitcher were to be hurt, or even worst, killed, that would devastate the catcher.
Seeing the two teens on the road, the driver immediately pressed on the brakes, but the momentum carried the car forward.
At the last second, Miyuki was able to make contact with Sawamura, pushing the pitcher out of harm's way, but fate would not let both go scathe free.
The car slammed into Miyuki with tremendous force. His legs were instantly crushed, shattering his bones into tens of pieces as his body flew atop the car. From there, the catcher's body rammed into the windshield, causing both the windshield and Miyuki's right arm and shoulders to crack with a grotesque sound. The force of the impact broke every bone from fingers up to his right collar bone and finishing off at the ribs. The damage continued as the broken fragments of his ribs pierced his lungs. As he rolled upwards on the car, a trail of blood was drawn from the hood all along to the back, marking the path the now bloody body travelled.
Eventually, Miyuki's half broken body landed on the ground with a hard thump. There he laid, both legs and right arm sprawled on the ground at an unnatural position. His head and body was slowly bleeding, soaking the road in a pool of his warm blood. His punctured lungs resulted in breathing issues as violent coughs of blood occasionally erupted from his mouth.
Sawamura got up to recollect himself. He escaped the ordeal with a few scratches, but his head had hit the pavement, causing blood to trickle down his face. Confused and in a minor daze, he looked around only to notice the sight of hell.
At a loss for words and disbelief, the pitcher slowly stumbled towards the dying catcher. His hand reaching out as he walked towards the half alive body. "Ka...Ka..zu...ya..." he whispered, not wanting to believe that it was Miyuki laying there on the ground.
As he got closer, his fears became reality. Tears started to pool within his eyes ready to spill at a moment's notice and his stomach produced the urge to vomit.
'No...no...this can't be happening...' Sawamura's hands began to tremble as he ran and knelt next to the catcher. "Kazuya..." the pitcher said in a panic. He looked up and down accessing Miyuki, but it only made it worst for him mentally.
Chris quickly ran to the scene and knelt next to the catcher. His hand hovered above the younger catcher's body as he tried to do something, but upon seeing the state of Miyuki, he was at a loss for what to do. He was afraid to touch the injured catcher, not because of the sight, but in fear of causing even more damage.
"Eijun, do you have a cell phone?" Chris asked, but was responded with a slight shake of the head from the pitcher.
"Help, someone call the ambulance!" Chris shouted out, but it was too early in the morning, no one was on the streets. He looked over at the car, which ran into a lamp post. The driver seemed to be knocked out.
"Eijun, look after Miyuki, I'm going to look for a phone." Chris said before running off knocking on every door in hopes that someone was there.
Sawamura was alone with a dying Miyuki. He took hold of Miyuki's left hand, which was still intact and gave it a slight squeeze of reassurance. "You'll be ok Kazuya...hang in there...Chris went to get the ambulance...you'll be fine...don't worry...you'll be ok...please...pleasee.." the pitcher broke out crying as he tried to comfort the catcher.
"Ei...ei..." Miyuki tried to whisper, but broke out into a violent cough. Blood spluttered out his mouth, landing everywhere.
Sawamura's eyes grew bigger in fear, his hand squeezed Miyuki's slightly harder as if clutching the catcher's hands for dear life. He moved the catcher's hand so it was pressed against his cheeks. "Kazuya...don't speak..." Sawamura bit his lips in attempt to stay strong. "Everything's going to be ok..." he whispered.
"Ei...jun..." Miyuki's breathing was laboured, his breaths were short. The bones that punctured his lungs caused a surge of pain throughout his body every time a breath was taken. "Ei...jun...are...you...ok?" Miyuki finally forced the words out, each syllable spoken as he exhaled. He weakly moved his fingers over the blood trailing down Sawamura's face.
'Why is he thinking about me at this time...' Sawamura was frustrated. As he held Miyuki's hand, he realised that the catcher was getting colder and his face was losing its complexion. 'No...this isn't happening...´ He pressed Miyuki's hands closer to his cheeks in attempt to give him warmth. "Don't talk...please...save your energy..." he spoke in between sobs. Tears started pouring out his eyes and finding their way down Miyuki's hand.
"Ei...chan..." Miyuki called out. He had always wanted to call Sawamura that and he was happy he did. A smile crept on his face as those words left his mouth.
Upon hearing that, Sawamura's eyes soften, but his heart sank at the realisation of how much he loved the sound of his name being called by Miyuki. 'Why...why...' it hurt like a thousand needles piercing his heart. He loved Miyuki and he would do anything to go back to the last few minutes.
"Ei...chan...I..." Miyuki took a gulp as he could feel blood pool at the back of his throat, but some still made its way out the corners of his lips, slowly trickling down his cheeks before dripping onto the road. "...I...love...you..." Miyuki felt bad for saying it, he was dying and he knew it. He knew he should have just left the world with a clean break off, not leaving any lingering feelings, but he couldn't. 'I'm sorry for being selfish...' he apologized inwardly as tears crept out of his eyes.
Sawamura started sniffing as he burst into tears. "Ka...zuya...I...I...love you too..."
"Ei...chan...I'm...sorry..." Miyuki apologized as he started gasping for air, finding it more difficult to breathe. Sawamura was confused as to what the apology meant and paid no heed to it. Miyuki on the other hand, felt his body getting heavier and colder.
Suddenly, the sound of an ambulance drew near. Sawamura looked up, but his vision was blocked by the tears that shrouded his sight. Wiping the water away, he saw the ambulance approach. Relief fell over him as hope finally arrived.
"Kazuya, the ambulance is here!" Sawamura shouted with a spark in his eyes, but as he looked down, he realised the catcher's lifeless form. Miyuki had passed out.
"Kazuya! KAZUYA!" Sawamura shouted as the paramedics quickly came to tend to the injured teens.
Sawamura and Chris were at the hospital's waiting area. It had been 3 hours since Miyuki was brought to the OR. Sawamura had spent half an hour speaking to the police shortly after being treated for his injuries.
The distraught teen had cried throughout as he told his part of the story to the police. But what hit him the hardest was the last question the police asked, what was his relation with Miyuki.
*Flashback*
"Thanks a lot Sawamura-kun. One last question..." the police said. He wanted to get the questioning session done as soon as possible, seeing how distraught the teen was.
Sawamura nodded as he tried to collect himself from all the crying he did.
"What's your relationship with Miyuki-kun?"
"I'm...I'm...his friend..." Sawamura bit his lips as he said the words out.
"Oh ok, thank y..." the officer started, but was immediately cut off by the pitcher.
"No...I'm his boyfriend..." Sawamura corrected as he made direct eye contact with the officer. His eyes were reflecting a state of despair and hurt. But deep within his eyes shone the resolution that he just made.
*End of flashback*
As Sawamura sat in the waiting room, Chris tried to comfort the pitcher, but to no avail. Sawamura wouldn't listen to anyone; he was in his own muse, chastising himself for bringing Miyuki to this state.
Not much later, a crying woman with a man embracing her came walking into the waiting room.
"Please take a seat Mr. Mrs. Miyuki" a policeman said as he pointed them towards a set of empty chairs.
Sawamura's heart drop, it sank into depths of his stomach where it burned in the acid. He stared at the couple with fear and sadness. He knew who they were. He got up from his seat, wiped his eyes of tears and started to approach Miyuki's parents. He was stumbling across the room, due to fatigue from the ordeal, as he made his way.
Chris got up and ran over the Sawamura to provide support, but the pitcher shook his head, rejecting it.
Once he was in front of Miyuki's parents, Sawamura immediately dropped down to his knees in front of them. "I'M SORRY!" was hear throughout the room, shocking the few people sitting around.
Miyuki's parents immediately knew who the teen was. The police had filled them in.
Shortly after his apology, he placed his hands down onto the ground and banged his head against the floor. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." was all he could say as he broke into a fit of cries. Once again, tears coursed its way out of his eyes and pooled up on the floor. His whole body was trembling, but he kept his head against the floor, afraid to look up into the faces of the parents of the person he injured.
Miyuki's parents got to a kneeling position, the father placed a hand on Sawamura's shoulders, mother stroked the teen's hair as they tried to comfort him. "It's not your fault..." the father spoke. "Please get up..." the mother tried to get Sawamura off the floor.
The pitcher just froze in his position, his face contorting in pain from the soothing words Miyuki's parents gave him. 'Why...why won't they yell at me...' Sawamura was at a loss. 'Hit me! Yell at me! Do something...please...' he was praying for them to do something more. His heart ached and the way Miyuki's parents consoled him didn't help. 'Please...yell at me...' Sawamura pleaded in his mind. The teen was sniffing and sobbing, causing heart break to everyone in the room.
Chris knelt down next to Sawamura and placed his arm around the pitcher's shoulders before helping him get up. All the while, Sawamura just kept his head down, afraid of making eye contact.
A short while after, the OR light turned off and a doctor stepped out of the swinging doors. He approached the group and offered his condolences. "I'm sorry, your son passed away..."
'Passed...away...' As the words echoed in his mind, Sawamura's legs gave out on him. As he was about to fall onto the floor, Chris grabbed him and supported him up.
"You can go say your farewells..." The doctor motioned towards the door where Miyuki was.
Miyuki's parents went in first. Sawamura stood at the other side of the door waiting. He could hear the pounding of his heart and the cries of Miyuki's parents.
After half an hour, Miyuki's parents left the room. Chris indicated to Sawamura that they could go in.
"Chris...can I go by myself?" Sawamura asked.
Chris understood and nodded.
As Sawamura stepped through the door, he could feel the suffocating air surround him. Time was frozen in the room. It was hard to walk through the room. His mind was yelling in hopes that what he was about to see was untrue.
Stopping in front of the bed, Sawamura looked at the body lying lifelessly. It looked as if Miyuki was sleeping at peace.
"Kazuya, wake up..." Sawamura whispered.
There was no reply, not even a slight movement from the body.
"Kazuya...Kazaya...please wake up..." Sawamura spoke in an elevated voice.
Again, no reply.
"Ka...Kazu...ya...w...wake...up...please..." he was breaking down as he started tearing up again.
After a minute of silence from the body, Sawamura couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed both shoulders and screamed "KAZUYA..." but before he could finish his sentence, he felt the coldness and stiffness of dead body. Miyuki's dead body. Sawamura's body started to violently shake as his legs got weak. But he still stood above Miyuki, hands holding the catcher's shoulders.
'No...no...it...it's true...' Reality hit him like a brick wall. He couldn't run from what was in front of him anymore. He wouldn't accept the fact that the catcher had left the world.
"KAZUYAAA!" Sawamura shouted as he shot up. He looked around and noticed that he was on his bed in his dorm. Tears were freely falling down his face as he quickly rubbed them with his sleeves. 'Was that a dream?' he thought.
"Shut up Sawamura" an annoyed and half asleep Kuramochi shouted. "If you want to see Miyuki so much, go bother him in his room." Kuramochi then immediately fell back into his deep slumber.
"His room?" Sawamura thought in confusion, but it then clicked in his mind. "Miyuki's alive? So I was having a dream all that time?" He asked, but was met with the snores of the other two baseball players.
Sawamura immediately jumped off his bed and ran out the door, not waiting another second to find out his answer.
It was early in the morning and most of the people were still asleep. Sawamura immediately ran to Miyuki's room door, but was afraid to knock it.
'What if he's not there? What if...' Sawamura started to question himself, but was pulled out of his muse.
"Sawamura, what are you doing? Looking for Miyuki?" a cool collected voice spoke up.
Sawamura turned to the person. "Chris!" he shouted in shock. He then quietly nodded in response to Chris' question.
Chris stared at the pitcher, obviously noting a different behaviour, but then again, Sawamura wasn't the average person. Waving his thoughts away, Chris spoke up again. "Miyuki's not here."
Sawamura's heart sank. 'So...it's true...'
"I saw him heading to the bathroom a minute ago." Chris continued.
"Miyuki's alive?" Sawamura asked.
"..." Chris immediately touched Sawamura's forehead to check if the pitcher had a fever. "Of course he's alive..." Chris responded after finding the younger teen's temperature to be normal.
A sigh of relief came from the pitcher as he profusely thanked Chris. As both of them took off on their separate ways, Sawamura turned around, dropped his head halfway and shouted "Sorry Chris-senpai!" He stood in the position for a good minute.
Chris turned around looking at the pitcher, obviously confused at the apology.
As Sawamura lifted his head...he posed a weird question "Chris...what's our relationship?"
Chris was beyond confused. "Ummm, we're part of the Seidou baseball team. You're a pitcher and I'm a catcher, although not really at the current moment." he was unsure of how to answer the question.
Sawamura continued looking at Chris. "Any other feelings between us?" Sawamura quickly covered his mouth as he realised what he blurted out.
Chris had to think for a second. "I guess you're like my younger brother..." Chris was at a loss for words, so he threw out the first thing that came to his mind.
"Thank you Chris-senpai!" Sawamura shouted in acknowledgement as he ran off.
Chris stood there staring at the weird pitcher, but eventually shrugged the moment off.
Sawamura ran towards the bathroom. He felt happy. 'Miyuki's alive, Chris sees me as a brother...' he was free to confess to Miyuki without guilt.
As he approached the bathroom, he didn't see Miyuki in sight, but realised one of the stalls being occupied. He immediately ran over to it and pushed the door, which had a semi-working lock, open to find Miyuki.
"KAZUYA!" Sawamura shouted
"Sa...Sawamura, what are you doing?!" a shocked Miyuki shouted as he sat on the toilet, completely caught off guard and immediately covering his lower half.
"I HAVE SOMETHING I NEED TO TELL YOU..." the oblivious pitcher continued.
"GET OUT!" retorted an impatient and embarrassed Miyuki as he slammed the stall door in Sawamura's face to finish his business. Miyuki had his foot lifted up and pressing against the stall door to keep it closed. He could feel Sawamura leaning against it.
As Miyuki ripped a piece of toilet paper to quickly finish the job, he heard a whisper "I love you...Kazuya..." followed by the pitcher running out of the bathroom. Miyuki sat there stunned while the clean toilet paper fell to the floor.
A/N: And there we have it, a dream. I hope it wasn't too obvious of an ending :) ...if it was, shame on me lol xD
Thanks to all who've reviewed and read the story!~
This is the last chapter of this story...although I might continue for one more chapter :D (can't resist...)
Sorry for those who were hoping this was a Chris x Sawamura fic...I couldn't resist "hurting" Miyuki and making Sawamura cry...multiple times :/