Chapter Text
“Bring me on a date.”
“Huh?”
“I say bring me on a date.”
1 week ago~
We all know that Miyuki is popular with the girls. We all know that many of them wish to go on a date with him. The entire team knows that these girls scream their heart out for Miyuki.
What do you expect? He is Miyuki Kazuya, Seido’s genius catcher. I can’t say that I’m not jealous of that.
I raised my right leg high, and threw a crossfire pitch and landed where Miyuki wanted it. Our battery is perfect!
“Nice ball, Sawamura. Ten more pitch and then we are done!”
“Ehhh Senpai twenty more! Please!” I whined. Time past so fast when its baseball practice. It moves even faster when Miyuki is catching for me.
“Don’t be stupid BAKAMURA. I say ten means ten. All or none. Choose.”
“AHHH FINE Miyuki Kazuya! Ten!” Stupid Miyuki, he already knows the answer.
“That’s a good girl. Come on, next sign.”
After practice, we packed up and went to the showers. Of course, we went separate ways.
To be exact, I went separate ways from the team.
I, Sawamura Eijun, am a girl. I am a first-year pitcher at Seido high. I play the pitcher position. A few years ago, Koshien finally allowed females to be part of the team. Not as managers but a starting player of the team. I am the only female player on this team. However, I have to share a dorm with a guy, not that I mind. I used to stay in Nobu's house back in Nagano. My roommates are Kuramochi-senpai and Masuko-senpai. They are like my close brothers, taking good care of me when the time of the month comes, bringing my medication and food. Gosh, they are so sweet and I'm glad that I can count on them. I know being a girl, I may not be able to throw as fast as the others, but Miyuki and I have been working out on the other pitches and honing them. I have to say, I’m improving a lot within these few weeks.
Lately, things have gotten quite out of hand. As I get to practice more with Miyuki for the upcoming match, it is normal that I end up spending more time with him and we have gotten quite 'close'. Even in school, we bumped each other in the hallway. He will always put his arms around my shoulder, whispering insults right into my ear.
There is a part of me that liked the attention he’s giving, but also a part of me that feels like he purposely doing this to piss Kuramochi off.
However, Kuramochi isn’t the only one who is pissed at this situation. Recently, I have been hearing bad stuff about me. Girls talking about my purpose of joining the club is to get closer to Miyuki, being shallow and irrelevant stuff.
“She’s not even that pretty. Which guy would want such a masculine body?"
“And that hairstyle and loud voice. Gosh, it pisses me off.”
It's just like the start when I was selected to be part of the first string. People comment about my skills to my looks. They don’t even know me well, they can say whatever they want…
It was right after school and was raining heavily outside. People who didn’t bring their umbrella had to run out with their blazer over their heads. Thank god I brought mine. To be exact, Kuramochi shoved it in my bag before leaving the dorms. I was about to leave when…
“Oi Sawamura wait for me!” A voice called out. I turned back and notice Miyuki was running away from a group of girls. He pressed his right arm up against my left and he tugs me off from the crowd.
“Thanks a lot. You saved me.” He lets out a breath. Without asking, Miyuki took the umbrella from my hand and holds it.
Sorry for being shorter than him.
“What’s the whole commotion though… First time seeing you freaked out like that.”
“How would I know? Suddenly they came up to me and ask if I was single, then asked what was my type, which horoscope is compatible with mine and then they asked if I would choose them. What’s wrong with them? I rather choose baseball.”
“Maybe they just think that they have a chance? Because you are handsome and stuff...” I mumbled.
“Oh? My dear Sawamura, did you just say that I’m handsome? I’m flattered.” Gosh, when he uses that teasing voice, he’s up to no good. I dug my own grave for saying my thoughts out loud.
“Anything else you would like to add on? Like how charming I am? Like how I impress you all with my muscles?”
“OH SHUT UP Miyuki Kazuya!” I wanted to walk off but the risk myself getting wet? Nope. I decide to stay and endure the endless torture from Miyuki while we walk towards the dorms.
By the time we reached the dorms, our outdoor shoes were soaking wet. We parted ways and changed into our practice outfit head straight to the indoor practice area.
I can’t deny that he’s handsome I guess… Even though he pisses me a lot. The muscle shirt does a lot of justice to his body too. I wonder does Miyuki actually like someone… Not that I think we would tell anyone.
Although the indoor practice is less strenuous as compared to the usual practice routine, all of us were aching at the end, including the first string members. Dinner was our saving grace. Oh, those fluffy white rice… I never get tired of eating them.
“Ah come on give me a break! What’s with all the spamming?” Miyuki grumbled.
“What’s wrong?” I questioned
"Sawamura, swallow your food first. It's disgusting. Let me see it, Miyuki.” Kuramochi, who was sitting beside him, glance over to look at his phone.
“KYAHAHA I guess being popular has its consequences. Dude, 30 messages? That’s crazy.”
“This has never happened before… Oh no there’s more coming. Should I change my number? Anyone, just save me.”
I pity Miyuki the whole Seido thought.
“I have an idea.” Eating my last bowl of rice, I almost spit out when Miyuki and Kuramochi stared wide-eyed at me.
“You? Bakamura? Have an idea? The sky is going to fall soon.”
“STOP CALLING ME BAKA MIYUKI KAZUYA!”
Can’t he see that I’m trying to help him?
“Shut up the both of you. Sawamura, what’s your idea?”
“Bring me on a date.”
“Huh?”
“I say, bring me on a date.”
“Ei-Eijun!” Haruichi spluttered, his blush is as pink as his hair, Furuya woked up from his food coma and everyone stopped moving their chopsticks. Why are they giving such a big reaction?
“Wh-why should I choose you as my date?” Miyuki asked, with a faint blush across his cheeks.
“That’s suicidal Sawamura. You sure?” Kuramochi questioned, giving a side glance to the catcher.
“The first question: do you even have a choice, or you can pick one out of the girls in your phone. Besides, if people know that you are having a date, they will know you are taken and no more pestering. Problem solved. Kuramochi-senpai, I know but don’t we all pity him?”
“For being an idiot, you do make sense…” Kuramochi couldn’t find any points to argue with.
“No no. I will never choose those girls.” Miyuki furiously shakes his head, thinking about going on a date with one of girl that was running after him… He felt a chill ran down his spine.
“Fine Bakamura, I’ll bring you on a date.” Even the genius catcher has nowhere to run anymore.
“There. Problem solved. This coming Saturday will you be free?”
“Yeah. Sure.”
Those two are actually going on a date… Hope nothing happens to them.
“Sawamura, you sure you want to do this?” Kuramochi questioned.
“Yeah, why not?” I was going through my luggage. Luckily Wakana packed some clothes for me. A few pairs of skirts and tops. It’s still within my comfort zone.
“Nothing. Just confirming.” These dense dorks are killing me. I swear if Miyuki makes any inappropriate move to her I will…
So, this Saturday right? -Miyuki
Yeap! J - Sawamura
10 am is okay with you? - Miyuki
Sure! Oh and to tell you beforehand, you are in charge of planning the date. Since I was the one who suggested this idea hehehe. – Sawamura
WHAT?! – Miyuki
I look forward to it, Miyuki–senpai <3 - Sawamura
Fine. Good night. – Miyuki
Good night~ - Sawamura