A/N: I'll be posting my misawa week entries from Tumblr on here as well. So yeah this got pretty long I'm sorry. Anyway, here's some romantic miyusawa pining. Day 1: Mutual Pining/Celebration.
How long had it been? It felt like way too long. The last time he ever saw that obnoxiously loud idiot. Why was he thinking of Bakamura again? Oh right, because he was in Tokyo again. He lost track of the time because it just moved at its own pace and he's been elsewhere. He so happened to be taking a day off from things including practice because really, a few weeks without baseball was pretty impossible for him, but all the reminiscing made his head hurt. He shouldn't have gone to Tokyo of all places. He supposed he wanted to see how Seidou was doing, seeing as this school was the start of a better everything.
"Since it's graduation and all, I just thought I'd say… I like you."
"Huh? Wha—"
"Don't say anything or you'll ruin it. I just wanted to leave without regret."
"NO! What the hell! Let me talk… I-I never knew. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"What for? Sawamura, it's not like we would have kissed and had a happily ever after. I don't expect anything from you."
"That's not for you to decide! The fact you would have regretted not saying anything says something you JERK!"
"Like what? I never said I wanted a happily ever after."
"I… I don't get you. Then why the hell did you tell me this?"
"I... I don't know."
He couldn't get that scenario out of his head. Sawamura looked so upset and hurt that he started to tear up after his confession. Miyuki didn't know what to do after that because why had he said he didn't want a happily ever after? As for his feelings for Sawamura, he wasn't sure why he told him about them in the first place and then pushed him away. It might have been the heat of the moment. He figured he'd make a fool out of himself and never have to deal with the repercussions of it all later. Maybe he was simply afraid of becoming attached when he was already on the point of leaving, but... He didn't even mean to say those things. Towards the end, the pitcher just completely took him by surprise and before Miyuki walked away, his final words were, "Whatever. I'll catch you one day and make you look my way! BASTARD MIYUKI!"
Miyuki's lips curled into a smile because of how bold and obnoxious his idiot was but the truth was that he had always looked Sawamura's way, ever since they first became a battery. The fact Sawamura never noticed that, well that worked out just fine because Miyuki wouldn't have wanted it any other way. It also took a lot of denying on his part because Kuramochi just wouldn't let it be. That guy always did have a keen sense for things like that. It would have been disastrous especially because he was Sawamura's roommate.
His current teammates had actually invited him out for good food and drinks that night. He had to decline it because he was already feeling a bit under the weather but he just wanted a good walk around the city despite the nostalgia he felt, or it probably was the nostalgia fueling him. His passion for baseball still continued; graduation was just the starting line. He had multiple sponsors and scouts lined up for him. He had everything good going for him. Miyuki Kazuya throughout the years became a better known catcher all around the world and not just limiting himself to Japan. People from across the world would come to him and ask to be his pitcher.
His pitcher. Those words still made him feel great pride because yes, people wanted him, wanted his skill. They knew he was one of the best out there. He wouldn't have gone out of his way to say he was number one because even he wasn't that full of himself to say that but as for being extremely talented, well bringing out people's potentials was his specialty and it was a damn amusing job. That pressure and excitement, the rush and the unpredictable factors of baseball, the never ending growth and experience one can gain from games. That was what he lived for. He also hoped someday to play against the team Chris-senpai had joined after rehabilitation was a success for him. He itched for that fateful day to arrive, for him to finally have his long awaited match.
While walking around the city he accidentally bumped into someone else. It wasn't really the impact from bumping into this person but his eyes widened when their cap fell off because that cap—it looked like a Seidou baseball cap. When Miyuki noticed the other person picking up their cap from the ground he saw moppy short brown hair and instantly called out—
"S-Sawamura?!" Miyuki said, almost choking on his own words.
The other turned around after putting the cap on with a perplexed look.
"Sawa, who?"
"Oh…" Miyuki's voice sounded more disappointed than he had intended. "My apologies for not watching where I was going. You just reminded me of someone I knew… so you go to Seidou?"
The conversation continued on with the random stranger. It was nice hearing that Seidou was doing well even after he had left, but of course they would. Regardless of him not being there anymore, the news of them reaching Koshien more often was really refreshing to hear. They were a prestigious school after all and they deserved it. And even after coach Kataoka left, he had left Seidou with a reliable arsenal. But one thing was still pestering him. The longing to see that energetic and loud pitcher of his and everything somehow connected to him or at least in his mind—no, wait, Sawamura wasn't his anymore. He stopped being his a long time ago. Why were things constantly reminding Miyuki of him? Sawamura Eijun, the largest pain in his ass. He was also the diamond in the rough that he helped shape for a good while. That's right. He became his pride and joy. He wondered where Sawamura currently was. He was only staying in Tokyo for another week and well, after that it was back on the road.
As the day turned to night Miyuki found himself in front of Seidou high, those night lights that illuminated the campus itself, he never thought it'd look sort of beautiful to him seeing as he never took the time to really enjoy the all familiar scenery. He wouldn't forget the times he stayed up later than usual to take on the selfish requests from Sawamura and Furuya or when he would ask for favors in return, naturally. The late night study sessions, going over old video gameplay, drinking canned coffee. He missed teasing his kohais. He was so deep in thought that he barely had time to react to a flying ball coming at him at pretty high speed that by instinct he stuck out his hand but immediately dropped that idea because what kind of idiot would catch a ball with his bare hand coming at most likely a higher speed than 130 km/h? He simply ducked as he saw the ball erratically turn and harshly hit the tree and shit, was that steam coming out of the tree?
Miyuki's eyes widened and he couldn't help but catch his breath again out of relief that his hand hadn't been hurt, but for the ball to randomly make a strange turn like that, it made him smirk. He felt strangely proud but then he heard a voice getting closer as he came back to reality again.
"OIIIII! Are you okay?! I'm sorry! I didn't think anyone was nearby and I was pretty bored out here so I guess I wasn't really thinking and—"
That voice…
Miyuki, still a bit shaken up by that voice, picked up the baseball and gripped it pretty tightly. He looked over to the figure that was a few feet away. He didn't even have to have a clear image to know who it was.
"You know, only an idiot like yourself would be playing with a baseball and throwing it around in the dark like if it were the middle of the day."
The apologetic stranger got closer to Miyuki and his all familiar voice.
That voice…
"I said I was SORRY you—huh, M-Miyuki?"
"Hey, Sawamura. I see your pseudo balls have greatly improved." He said a tad bit smugly due to seeing the look of pure disbelief on Sawamura.
"Uh—Ah—I—UM—Is it really— HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?!" Ignoring that pseudo ball comment, Sawamura finally managed to say something coherent as Miyuki handed him the baseball. Sawamura put the ball back in his own pocket as he continued to stare a bit dumbstruck.
Miyuki couldn't help but burst out laughing because Sawamura's expression was priceless. He was like a deer caught in the headlights and the guy was making no real sense until after he asked how he had been. It was fun to be able to see that in person again but Miyuki was slightly disappointed at the question. Not that he had to admit that.
Maybe an 'I missed you' would have been nice.
Miyuki stopped laughing and noticed a pouting Sawamura. It was nice to be able to see Sawamura hadn't changed too much. He was still the same lean-built, moppy brown-haired, and puppy brown-eyed idiot pitcher that he had first met back in high school, minus the height and his body being more filled out. He smirked again getting the sudden idea to mess with his ex-protégé for a little fun.
"How have I been? That's all you could muster up the courage to ask? I could have died!" Miyuki dramatically put his hands over Sawamura shoulders.
The other's eyes widened, more in shock at the sudden lack of space between them, but Miyuki was too focused on keeping up his act.
"I SAID I WAS SORRY! But Um... I'm sure it wouldn't have killed you…" Sawamura ended with whisper.
"Sorry wouldn't be enough! But tell me smartass, are you a doctor? Hm?"
"No but—"
"Then you have no say! This is why you're an idiot! Bakamura!"
Miyuki took his hands off the other's shoulders and smacked his back playfully while Sawamura gasped and furrowed his eyebrows quite irritated and ready to retaliate because who the hell did that smug bastard think he was? He had always fallen for Miyuki's theatrics but after so many times Sawamura stopped falling for them as easily. The jerk just loved messing with him.
"AH! YOU BASTARD DON'T CALL ME THAT STUPID NAME! AND SEE, YOU WERE FINE! STOP EXAGGERATING!"
"Oh, so you were worried?"
"Gahhhh! I HATE YOU!"
And with that Sawamura was finally looking normal again. It was nice to get those reactions out of him. He missed that. Miyuki almost felt like smiling. He wanted to but found himself unable to. When Sawamura had called out his name, he sounded so shocked. The catcher wanted to know exactly what he was thinking at that moment. He wanted to bring up the topic but this was already a miraculous reunion because he would have thought that Sawamura would have been outside of Tokyo by now or at least back in his hometown if he was on a break of some sort. He had been longing to see that idiot for quite some time and ever since graduation he had never once forgotten him. Whether it was simple little things or similar pitchers he'd come across on his team or teams he played against. How one person could leave such a permanent mark on him, it was ridiculous and the most frustrating part was that Miyuki was sure he was the only one who felt that way because after all, when he confessed, Sawamura never reciprocated those feelings.
But then… why did Sawamura look so hurt?
"Oi, Miyuki?"
No honorific...
"Hm?"
Sawamura sighed. "You've been kind of weird."
"That's new coming from you."
Sawamura growled and this time around Miyuki sighed.
"Oh and to answer your previous question, I've been fine. I've just been on a small break but soon I'll be on the road with my team."
That was when the cheerful aura the other had been displaying suddenly dimmed down. Miyuki's curiosity got the better of him and he figured what the hell, why not try? He was leaving again after all and maybe this time he'd get all the answers he wanted.
"Ah, well, I've heard you've become a real famous player. Good for you Miyuki-senpai!" Sawamura grinned cheerily.
Huh?
"Senpai? That's really new… You didn't even call me senpai a minute ago."
"Yeah well, I just remembered right now!"
"You're terrible."
"You shouldn't be saying that! You're the terrible senpai!"
They weren't getting anywhere at this rate so Miyuki figured he'd go first.
"You're right. I'm terrible but, would you be willing to hear your senpai out?"
Sawamura relaxed a bit after hearing the slightly shaky tone from Miyuki. It was weird hearing him like that because he was either teasing him, being cocky, or just serious in his rare moments. He had never heard Miyuki Kazuya's voice with a hint of uncertainty, especially when it came to baseball.
Sawamura suspiciously eyed the catcher in front of him.
"Alright…"
He had asked Sawamura to hear him out but now his mind went blank. He had no idea what to say or what to do. How exactly should he start this? Why was it so important for him to know Sawamura's feelings? He already left him behind once to go on fulfilling his dream and it was selfish of him to do it again. He was sure the other had dreams he was fulfilling as well.
"I…Ahh… This is really lame. Sorry."
Sawamura blinked a bit taken back by his ex-catcher's response. He wasn't expecting it at all.
"Huh? Why?"
"Because… You don't understand…"
"How can I when you're not saying anything?" Eijun stated matter-of-factly as he had his hand over Miyuki's shoulder giving a reassuring pat.
Miyuki nervously chuckled because he felt the roles were reversed for that brief moment. How awkward to have Sawamura encourage him in saying something. "I guess I just wanted to apologize about the whole confession thing after graduation. I never expected to run into you again. It was pretty hard for me after seeing you teary eyed—"
"Of course!" Sawamura interrupted this time. "You told me you liked me but then pushed me away! You said you expected nothing from me! What the hell is that crap? It was like a slap on the face!"
"Well you never said anything!"
"You never let me! You told me I'd ruin it!"
"So much for you being stubborn."
"Don't blame it on me! You freakin' idiot. I hate you so much Miyuki Kazuya because even after that I still continued to keep up to date on you and your baseball life!" Sawamura felt a rush of heat admitting that.
"Wha—"
"No. Now you let me talk, Miyuki!"
Miyuki simply blinked a bit dumbfounded by the sudden boldness.
"I bought magazines and cheered for you. I knew you'd become so well known that the whole world would want to see you. I even went to some of your games when I could because I'm actually traveling with a team of mine as well."
'Why didn't you come talk to me during one of my games…?'
"I'm not as well-known as you but I'm catching up!" Sawamura paused simply staring Miyuki down. He was hesitant to continue but he didn't back out.
"I… I wondered if you would still remember me if we somehow met up again. I was scared that you would have forgotten me or even some of your feelings for me because we were in high school and time can change a lot." Sawamura sheepishly scratched the back of his head. He felt pretty embarrassed admitting all of this but he knew he had to get it off his chest because closure, regardless of the outcome, was healthy. He knew he probably would not see Miyuki Kazuya again like this. The next time they would meet, they would probably be on opposite sides of the world.
"I… I really missed you…I mean I missed this… I MEAN I JUST MISSED TALKING."
Miyuki was speechless because with all of that his questions had been answered. He heard those words he had longed to hear.
'I really missed you'
Miyuki smiled after that. He actually smiled.
"OI! Why are you smiling all creepily like that?! I didn't miss you! I said I missed—Mmph!"
Before Sawamura could even finish his sentence he felt a warm but strong pressure against his lips and all he could do was stand there in shock as his eyes widened because Miyuki Kazuya, the smug bastard that he had longed to see again even if only for a bit, was kissing him. He was pressing his own lips against Sawamura's and they tasted a bit like cherry. Cherry? On reflex Sawamura licked Miyuki's lips as he finally kissed him back enjoying the flavorful mixture of cherry and Miyuki's own unique taste but just as he started getting into it the other pulled away leaving Sawamura a bit disappointed and panting. A small whimper was heard.
Miyuki smirked and said, "You were going to ruin the moment again so I had to."
"YOU JERK!"
"So Sawamura, you missed me huh?"
"NO!"
"Well I missed you too."
"What…? Is that the thing you wanted to say?! Why was it so hard for you to say, HUH?"
"Because I wasn't sure if you even liked me back!"
"So you kiss me instead?!"
Sawamura was starting to get on his nerves. He just admitted he missed him as well and he started going off again? What did he have to do to please him?
"YES because everything you just said cleared up all my questions!"
"You're… really a jerk. You never gave me a chance. You're so damn afraid… You know I'm scared too." Sawamura said in a barely audible tone. "And now I probably won't ever get to hang out with you like this again."
"Hey…" Miyuki didn't really know what to say, again. He needed to not chicken out when it came to emotional moments like this. "I'm… I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I just kind of left you with that confession and expected you to be just fine. I'm pretty bad at this."
"You think I'm any better?! Now who's the idiot! I wanted to tell you! I wanted to tell you that I liked you too! That I admired you a lot from the start. That I wanted to go with you because I wanted us to continue being a great battery. Because it only ever really feels right with you! I wondered if we would ever meet up again in the future and it sucked!"
They both looked to each other for more answers because it still felt like there could have been more to say, so much more.
"Well…" Miyuki started out, scratching his head. "How's about we just go out for coffee right now?"
"Coffee?"
"Yeah. We can start from there."
"But it's your last week here isn't it?"
"So? Let's see where we go from here. Don't think about anything else. Besides you were never too good at thinking."
"OI!"
Miyuki chuckled as he got closer and leaned his forehead against Sawamura's. The next action caught him by surprise because Sawamura captured his lips this time around and softly pressed them against his. The kiss lasted much longer than the previous one. They let themselves get lost in each other's tastes as they became one, feeling their hearts beating in similar rhythm, as they breathed in one another's oxygen, and as their hands explored each other's skin, they let their feelings take over. They definitely wanted to stay like that for a very long time. Miyuki wanted to keep his fingers in that short brown adorable moppy hair, those nice soft puffy lips; he wanted to feel pleasant hums vibrate down his throat. They enjoyed it while they could until they stopped for air.
"Oh yeah, why were you at Seidou?"
"Because I missed it and because it reminded me of… you."
"Sawamura—"
"Wait. Call me Eijun. After all of that it'd be nice to be able to call each other our names."
"Alright, Eijun."
"Thanks, Kazuya."
They couldn't stop stupidly grinning at each other after that.
—
After spending some of that week at Seidou getting to know the new coach along with the team, nostalgia hit them hard, especially with practices. Then came the time to say their goodbyes. They also exchanged numbers after they spent the whole week together in Tokyo. Ironically they met up the following week in a nearby city due to their games being in the same area. This coincidence surprisingly kept occurring due to both their coaches being longtime friends. The coincidences started not being coincidences anymore. The fact their practice games were against each other too.
Miyuki enjoyed teasing Sawamura regardless of how much time had passed. His taunting was great for firing him up while Sawamura slightly succeeded on trying to motivate Miyuki with some bold favors after games, though most of the time the pitcher would just freak out and become a nervous wreck while Miyuki would confess on simply wanting to push his buttons in seeing if he'd actually go through with the majority of the promised favors and oh the fun never got old.
"You never had to make me look your way. I was always looking right at you."
"That's not healthy Kazuya."
"You little—"
End Note: I'll be posting the rest of the prompts on time as well. I wrote these ahead of time but I wanted to be organized about it. *runs off to go do more productive things*