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Over the Top

Tsuna's and Gokudera's friendship the next day was unexpected. The Italian that snarled at anyone trying to talk to him followed Crazy Tsuna around like a puppy. Some of the brave (foolish) teens saw this as a sign of weakness and tried to intimidate Gokudera. Only to see lit dynamite in the teen's hands as Tsuna screamed at him not to use explosives on school grounds.

"Yeesh, and Reborn had been calling me your guard dog. He goes straight for the throat." Shizuka states, feeling elated that her brother had someone to physically look after him. Gokudera was still getting weird looks from the employees of a certain bakery, wondering why they kept giving him free samples. Shizuka would just giggle when he would hand them over to Tsuna. It was no big secret that both Sawada siblings had a sweet tooth. Tsuna was wondering how Gokudera wasn't bed ridden from the dessert overload.

Shizuka decided to follow Daichi for once, letting the teens bond without her interference. Daichi raised an eyebrow. "It usually takes nothing short of fading to get you away from your family. What's going on?" Shizuka sighed. "My big brother finally got a friend. So I decided to bug you instead. Unless you want me to start messing with Hibari again? His reactions are always the best." She snickers, Daichi deadpanned. "If I didn't know any better I'd think you were a child with a crush."

Shizuka shivered. "The day that I feel affection for a Hibari is the day I give up cake. And that is never happening." Unknown to both teens, someone living in the Hibari estate sneezed violently.

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After school Daichi was surprised to be approached by Takeshi Yamamoto, Namimori Middle's star baseball player. "Hey Miyamoto! You got a minute?" The teen asks with a grin. Shizuka looked confused. "Who is Miyamoto?" Daichi deadpanned, of course the ghost didn't know his family name. She never cared about formalities, it wasn't like many people could see her anyways. "Sure. But if it has anything to do with baseball I don't have any advice." Daichi says bluntly. Yamamoto gave a strained laugh.

"It isn't anything like that! You work at a shrine, right? Do you have any good luck charms?" Yamamoto asks, clasping his hands together. "Does this idiot think that you carry charms on you at all times?" Shizuka asks, her jaw dropping when Daichi pulls one out of his pocket. "That'll be 750 yen." Daichi states.

"You couldn't have given that poor kid the charm for free? And on another note, do you always carry charms with you?" Shizuka asks, Daichi opening his school bag to reveal several types of charms. "Grandfather says to always be prepared. Renovating the temple is expensive." Daichi says bluntly.

Tsunayoshi looked like he was in a good mood when Shizuka returned home. "You look pretty happy. Something good happen today?" She asks. "Yamamoto asked for my advice for baseball and helped me clean up the gym today!" Shizuka smiled but wondered why an athlete would ask the opinion of a boy that tripped over his own feet. "That's great Tsuna! Maybe you'll make a new friend!"

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The next day, no one expected Yamamoto to return to school in an arm sling. Shizuka winced. "Maybe he should have gone for a health charm instead." Tsuna looked worried. "It wasn't my fault, was it?" He asks. "I don't think so. Those teammates of his seem to put all the pressure of winning onto that one kid. It probably would have happened eventually." She says bluntly. Baseball was a team sport, putting the hopes and dreams on one teen was a disaster in the making.

"Still, it doesn't look too bad. All he has to do is allow his arm to heal and he'll be able to play again." Shizuka comments, watching as Tsuna's face paled. That was never a good sign. "Tsuna, what did you do?" She asks. "He asked me for advice and I had no idea what to say so I gave him the advice I read in a fortune cookie!" He squeaked. "You mean the one that said to work hard for your dreams? That thing didn't even have correct grammar and it was in English."

Shizuka deadpanned when she saw Yamamoto on the rooftop of the school, looking like he was ready to jump. Tsuna seemed to be the only student that cared enough to run up to the school roof and attempt to talk him down. Suicide and depression are always serious subjects, but Shizuka couldn't help facepalming when she heard the reason why Yamamoto wanted to jump.

"He thinks that the baseball gods abandoned him? Baseball is a western sport, why would it have a deity in Japan? And his arm will heal, it isn't like he's gotten an injury that'll permanently damage his body. I don't want this moron to join me as a ghost!" At that moment, he was glad he was the only one that could hear his sister. The depressed teen might have jumped off the roof sooner.

"Yamamoto you have so much to live for! Your arm will get better eventually, and what about your family?" Yamamoto looked like he was starting to think it over and leaned against the rusted fence. "Pull him away from the fence. I've got this." Shizuka grumbles, after already formulating a plan. "But how?!" Yamamoto looked at Tsuna in confusion. "Who are you talking to?" In the most neutral tone she could muster, Shizuka told Tsuna this. "Tell the baseball moron you're talking to one of the baseball gods."

"One of the baseball gods?" Yamamoto and Tsuna both jumped backwards as indigo flames began to appear. When they died down, Shizuka was wearing a baseball uniform with a baseball bat and catching mitt. The crowd below started in awe at the figure floating in the air. Shizuka mentally sighed. This was way more trouble than it was worth.

"Yamamoto Takeshi, you are a moron. You have not been abandoned, we have tried time and again to tell you to allow your body to rest. Your teammates need to take on more responsibility, your injury is only temporary." Shizuka states. "Is that Jesus?!" One of the students on the ground yelled. "No, that's a baseball god! Duh!"

Shizuka wished she could hit her head against a solid object. In the town paper was a picture of her ghostly figure. 'Baseball god in Namimori. Local teen saved, Miyamoto shrine welcomes new god.' "At least we convinced Yamamoto not to kill himself." Tsuna says helpfully. Shizuka screamed in frustration.