Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/7412257. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: M/M Fandom: ダイヤのA_|_Daiya_no_A_|_Ace_of_Diamond Relationship: Furuya_Satoru/Sawamura_Eijun Character: Furuya_Satoru, Sawamura_Eijun, Kuramochi_Youichi, Miyuki_Kazuya Additional Tags: Anal_Play, Rimming, Kissing, Smut, Porn_With_Plot, Porn_with_Feelings, slight_feelings, not_a_lot_of_feelings, and_miyuki_is_a_little_shit, furuya_is_feisty, sawamura_doesn't_mess_around Stats: Published: 2016-07-07 Words: 5705 ****** Let's Fight ****** by InfiniteTeal Summary Sawamura and Furuya are not on good terms for the day after an incident that involves getting hit on the arm by a monster fast ball. They settle out their differences to get through the night only to start up with the petty fighting the day after. Notes Furuya and Sawamura are both precious to me and deserve to be protected. "Furuya," Miyuki was trying to get Furuya's attention for the past five minutes but he was being ignored extremely hard. "Furuya, look at me." Miyuki moved to get in Furuya's line of sight but that didn't work. Furuya was being resistant, very resistant. It's not like he was in a good mood today and there was a reason for it. Off in the distance was a wild Sawamura glaring right back over to Furuya. He was grinding his teeth and clenching his fists; behind him Kuramochi watched to keep him from doing something he shouldn't. It was going to be a long day with practice. "I'll let someone else pitch today." Miyuki threatened Furuya. Furuya slowly turned to look at Miyuki but he wasn't happy. He kept his eyes down so Miyuki wouldn't notice his inability to let go of his grudge. Miyuki had to hide his smile behind his mitt. The entire situation made him burst into tears from laughing too hard. It was a serious matter but he just found it so funny, much funnier than people were thinking it was. The others were worried that Furuya would do something he'd regret. They were worried Sawamura would actually come and fight him. It almost happened. Earlier in the day, Sawamura did get into a vicious verbal fight with Furuya, something no one expected to happen but also something they took lightly. Almost everyone knew it wasn't a game when Furuya threw a fast ball to hit Sawamura in the arm; the only way to justify his behavior, Sawamura was asking for it. He literally was asking for it. Furuya gave his best pitch only to Sawamura, and he claims that he accidentally went too far to the inside. Sawamura has been shouting about it for ten minutes. He wanted a freebie to hit Furuya back but everyone knew how that would end up. It would be better if Sawamura wasn't able to chase Furuya with a baseball bat. He threatened to do it, too. He just about made his way to the mound, swinging his bat around like he was about to do it, only to be stopped by Kuramochi mid hit. The two were separated quickly. Kuramochi practically dragged Sawamura away while Miyuki took Furuya off to the side. This was a major delay with practice and it was definitely something that doesn't usually happen. Or ever happens. And as much as Miyuki wanted to yell about the situation, he couldn't just because he was too busy trying to hide his laughter. He thought it was so funny how Furuya thought he was going to fight Sawamura back. The look on his face at the time was priceless. And Miyuki just couldn't get enough of Sawamura threatening to hit Furuya with his bat. He knew that it was Sawamura's fault for that part of the incident. He clearly heard Sawamura baiting Furuya for the hit, but he didn't really expect Furuya to go for it. Miyuki continued to hide his mouth with his mitt, more to show that he wasn't laughing but his shoulders moved with every laugh. It was too funny. Though he knew he had to address the situation. "You can't hit people, Furuya. You'll kill them." Miyuki choked back his laugh when he tried to be serious. Furuya didn't look up. He thought about how serious it could be but he wouldn't let it get that far. He just wanted to shut Sawamura up for a second. It wasn't an accident that he hit Sawamura, he was owning up to that part of it. But he wouldn't injure Sawamura on purpose. Sawamura was swinging his arms around fine after the hit since he was getting ready to hit Furuya with a bat. "Go apologize." Miyuki said. Furuya began ignoring him again. His eyes went away, far away, as if he was staring into another dimension. He wasn't going to apologize, he was going to wait till Sawamura apologized to him. If anyone was going to apologize first, it's going to be Sawamura. Furuya would wait for hell to freeze over before the statement came out of his mouth. "Don't ignore me." Miyuki said, staring at him. "You hit him, you go apologize." Miyuki said as sternly as he could. Behind his mitt though there was a large smile on his face. There was a small groaning sound coming from the back of Furuya's throat as he dragged his feet around. He turned and trudged his way over to where Sawamura was slowly. He desperately did not want to do it but Miyuki was "making" him, without the force. Sawamura was waiting, ready to pounce. Furuya was cautious of the bat in Sawamura's hand. It's not like Furuya wasn't prepared. He still had the ball in his hand and his glove in the other; if he needed to, he would throw the ball again as defense from Sawamura. Furuya kept a plain expression as he stood in front of Sawamura quietly, his grey eyes lifeless and his lips curving downward to a slight unpleasant frown. He was annoyed. Sawamura had to bite his tongue but it wasn't going to be that way for long. Kuramochi was keeping a close eye because Sawamura seemed to get quiet. He should've taken the bat from Sawamura but Kuramochi doesn't expect him to go through with hitting Furuya with actual force, maybe just a little threatening to get Furuya to back away in fear. "Got something you wanna say?" Sawamura asked loudly, planting his bat in the ground. He waited since Furuya was being hesitant. The apology was just about to come out of Furuya's mouth. He meant to apologize. He was planning on it. He thought about it and was about to put the words together to tell Sawamura that he truly didn't mean to hit him in the arm with the ball. But that's not what happened. "Too bad it wasn't your left arm." Furuya said instead. It only took a second for everything to change dramatically. Kuramochi had to drag Sawamura to the ground because he picked his bat up and shouted so loud the others could hear him. He was close to swinging it before Kuramochi began to force his weight on to Sawamura's back. Still, it looked like Sawamura could handle the pressure and take Furuya on. Furuya took step back in slight fear. Sawamura couldn't stand up with the weight of Kuramochi on his back but he was trying hard because he just wanted to give Furuya the same powerful smack on his arm too. Kuramochi had to actually put in more effort to keep Sawamura down from hitting Furuya. Sawamura was just that angry. If Furuya wasn't going to apologize, then it would only be fair if Sawamura got to hit him back. He wasn't going anywhere with Kuramochi on him, however. Furuya walked away quickly before Kuramochi could release the wild Sawamura onto the field. Furuya needed protection so he made his way back to Miyuki; he believed that Miyuki wasn't actually going to protect him, in fact, he knew Miyuki would step to the side to make Furuya a big target just because he'd think it'd be funny. But still, he made his way back to Miyuki as if he could get some form of protection from Sawamura. He kept a dull expression on his face like his attempt wasn't successful. He was acting innocent but Miyuki wasn't buying it. "You didn't apologize, did you?" Miyuki knew but he wanted to see what Furuya would say. Furuya didn't say anything. "Well, I can't allow you up on the mound till you settle this with Sawamura." Miyuki continued. Furuya's eyes widened. He was devastated. He knows Miyuki was laughing so he didn't think it was a big deal but now Miyuki was threatening him. As serious as Miyuki wanted to be, he was smiling, and he knew that was terrible but he couldn't help it. Furuya was trying to believe it was a joke but Miyuki turned away to walk off, laughing loudly since he had a way to torture Furuya. It was a cruel threat, something Furuya didn't want to have to deal with today. Miyuki couldn't stop laughing about the situation, it was hurting his stomach to keep laughing the way that he was. The two second years were so lame that it was funny. They weren't the first two that people would think would fight. And it was both shocking and funny, well funny to Miyuki. Not many other people were laughing. In the end, Sawamura got the same verdict. He won't pitch a single ball during practice until he apologizes to Furuya. They both started this so they had to be the ones to end it. It was a good thing that Miyuki tried to resolve the issue first; if Coach Kataoka got to them before Miyuki, it wouldn't have been a situation to laugh at. Sawamura and Furuya stayed separated till the end of practice. Kuramochi stayed around with Sawamura to see if he would run off to jump Furuya but he wasn't like that. Surprise attacks aren't his thing. Sawamura would make sure Furuya knew. That's another reason Kuramochi had to stay around and watch. Furuya was protected by Haruichi, not that it's a big force but it's effective; Sawamura would never do anything to Haruichi just to get to Furuya. If it were Miyuki however, then that's a different story. The sun finally set and the players finally made their way off the field. Sawamura's whereabouts had to be known before Furuya went off anywhere. Miyuki stood idly by as he watched as Kuramochi said that Sawamura just went back to their room. That wasn't entirely true. Miyuki knew where Sawamura was. He just lied to Kuramochi. And then Kuramochi lied to Furuya. Miyuki couldn't hide his laughter now. He made his way over to Kuramochi who seemed proud he could keep the fighting second years apart. Miyuki breathed a happy sigh, pleased with what Kuramochi just did. Now the tension would rise and who knows, an actual fight might happen. Miyuki would laugh even harder if Furuya and Sawamura showed up to practice with bruises on them. "So where's Furuya going?" He asked, being cheeky. Kuramochi narrowed his eyes and looked away since he didn't like the smirk on Miyuki's face. His tone was odd too. Kuramochi knew he should be worried, but he threw away the doubt since he was just talking to Miyuki. "The bath." Kuramochi answered. Miyuki smiled wider and Kuramochi didn't like that either. If anyone was going to fight on the team, it would be Kuramochi and he was looking at his first target. "What'd you do?" Kuramochi asked slowly. "Where's Sawamura?" "Our room." Miyuki shook his head, and tried his hardest to hide his smile. Kuramochi was wrong about Sawamura being in their room right at this moment. For a second, it didn't click. Then he stared at Miyuki because he knew the right answer. His hand came up like he was about to hit Miyuki but he didn't actually do it. "You want Sawamura to drown Furuya in the bath?" Kuramochi asked loudly before grabbing Miyuki's jersey to shake him up. "Relax." Miyuki said when Kuramochi began to get a little violent. "They won't actually fight each other. They'll make up and by tomorrow, everything will be back to normal." Miyuki had high hopes. "I give it a week." Kuramochi was being realistic. Not that the two wouldn't go back to just being rival friends who supported each other but also wanted to force each other off the mound to become the best, it would be a while before they got there. Sawamura was the first in the bath. He leaned over the tub, soaking in the water and falling asleep. There was a bruise that had darken to a purple color on his arm. The swelling went down but the pain was still there. Sawamura sighed tiredly and closed his eyes. He let his arm drop in the water but the heat wasn't very helpful with soothing the pain. If he could redo today over, he would've been smarter about avoiding Kuramochi when he had the chance to hit Furuya with his bat. If only he had another try. He sighed again and sunk lower into the water until it was just his hair above the surface. Furuya walked into the bath quietly. The hot air bothered him but he only complained silently in his mind. He didn't notice the hair that was floating, he just made his way to the other side and just about fell in from how tired he was. He was engulfed by the water and it took him a second to sit up. Today wasn't a good day for either of them. There was so much they wanted to redo about what happened. But avoiding each other wasn't one of them. Sawamura sat up again when he couldn't breathe. He took a heavy breath and wiped his face of the water that continued to drip from his hair. He looked over to the weird blob that was underwater; he didn't notice that someone got in the tub. It wasn't till Furuya sat up that Sawamura let out a horrific shrill. "Furuya!" He shouted, pointing at him. Furuya stared down to the water as he breathed heavily. He didn't wipe his face of the water that poured over his skin from his black hair. He kept his eyes closed but he recognized the voice that was screaming at him. Furuya turned the other way and ignored Sawamura. Sawamura couldn't even breathe a word about that. He turned the other way too, putting his arm at the edge of the tub and resting his head on it. Quietly, he grumbled to himself, cursing whatever being brought this on to him. He didn't want to be near Furuya, it just made his bruised arm throb harder than it had. "I'm sorry." Furuya said quietly, almost a whisper. "What was that?!" Sawamura pretended he couldn't hear although he could. "I should've hit your leg instead." Furuya clarified. Sawamura sat up and looked at Furuya, more so glared at Furuya. He didn't like that Furuya still intended to hit him but in a different spot. And now Sawamura wasn't going to dare apologize since Furuya didn't mean it with his. Not that Sawamura would mean it, too. "I hope you get a cramp." Sawamura muttered. "...should've been your left arm." Furuya looked away but he said loudly enough. No second later did a wave of water hit him. He was slow to move but he knew that Sawamura was the one to splash him with water. Sawamura didn't stop either. He kept hitting his hand down on the water so a wave of it would reach Furuya. "You owe me an apology!" Sawamura shouted. "Huh?" "Say it!" Sawamura splashed harder, making a mess. Furuya knew he had to apologize, not because he had a threat hanging over his head from Miyuki, but because he did do something horrible to Sawamura. But Furuya expected an apology as well since Sawamura was being a complete and total ass the entire day. "I'm sorry." Furuya said again and this time he did mean it. "I shouldn't have hit you." He mentioned quieter. Sawamura stood up in the water and laughed louder with power. He was waiting for this moment. It was about time Furuya caved in, and it's even better because Furuya caved first. Sawamura couldn't help but boast. His voice echoed through the humid room. Furuya had to look away because the view he saw was not the view he wanted. "That's right!" Sawamura laughed louder. Furuya could've taken it back. But he didn't. Sawamura's boasting didn't bother him as much as he thought it would. "I guess it's my turn." Sawamura said. "I'm sorry I called you a giraffe." He said with the largest smile on his face. Furuya turned to him slowly, not liking his tone of voice. "And I'm also sorry that I taunted you the entire day." He continued. Furuya breathed out. "Oh, and I wasn't going to hit your arm with the bat. I was probably going to swing at your leg or around there." Sawamura added in and laughed out loud. Furuya actually felt better about hearing that. Maybe he should hit Sawamura with a ball again if it really was going to get him to apologize for everything he's done. That's reassuring. They stayed in the water, mostly the fatigue making them drown in the water. When they weren't breathing in liquid, they quietly talked to each other about the things that really got them mad, but they laughed about it. Today was one big misunderstanding. At least, for now they were going with that excuse. If they were lucky, tomorrow won't happen like today did. They were quick to leave the bath once they realized how long they were in there. They got dressed and walked around together. They could rush to Miyuki and say they cleared everything up, and as much as they were trying to do that, Miyuki already disappeared because he knew they would make up some lie together about it, and also Furuya and Sawamura were okay with each other for the moment so they just decided to give up and wait for the next day. They walked around the dorms and stopped at Sawamura's. He expected Kuramochi to be there at least but neither he or the first year roommate was there. Sawamura didn't particularly care since Furuya wasn't trying to break his arm anymore. Now they were neutral but this was the first time they had been alone together like this besides the bath. "Kuramochi has a lot of video games but he sucks at all of them." Sawamura said as he turned on the lights. Furuya stood quietly by the door and waited as Sawamura dropped a few pillows to the floor and pulled out the game console in front of the TV. "We could honestly just play till he comes back." Sawamura said and sat down. He hadn't noticed how pale Furuya had gone. Furuya remained where he had been for the past minute. This was his first time in Sawamura's room and it was a nice thing to be invited. Furuya couldn't describe how he was feeling but he definitely knew it was something awkward. He stared at the back of Sawamura's head, seeing water drip from his wet hair to his red sweatshirt he wore. Sawamura turned around to look at Furuya. "You coming?" He asked. Furuya took hesitant steps forward to Sawamura and sat down on the pillow. He had no intention of playing video games with him, at least not tonight. He felt some type of way and he had to resolve that awkward feeling or he would just be bitter and resistant. Sawamura didn't stop Furuya when he got too close. He figured that Furuya was going to say some secret but it was more than that. Furuya didn't stop moving till he could press his lips to Sawamura's. That was it, just a peck on the lips because Furuya wouldn't be able to handle doing more than that. "...sorry," he said under his breath after pulling away. It wasn't like him to be so shy. He kept his eyes down and there was a blush on his cheeks too. Sawamura didn't notice anything. He just thought the kiss was a harmless kiss and that there was nothing more. Furuya didn't think there should be anymore to that. Sawamura didn't mind it. He told himself that he didn't mind it. He told himself that he didn't have any unnecessary feelings. It was just a kiss. No feelings involved. Then again, what were they going to do if there were more feelings than they could handle? Sawamura wasn't going to accept the apology. He didn't think Furuya had to apologize for such a weak kiss. Sawamura would give him something to apologize for instead. He pulled Furuya back on to him and gave him a proper kiss, one that wasn't as still as the kiss before. Sawamura was always enthusiastic about anything he did, kissing included. If anything, it should be fun. After the day they've had, it should just be fun. Furuya was burning up. No one has ever gotten that close to him in his life. It definitely wasn't helpful when Sawamura was moving his tongue inside Furuya's mouth. It was a lot to respond to but Furuya was keeping up as best as he could. He was just as competitive as Sawamura was. That was the mindset that kept him going. The only unexpected thing was that Furuya ended up coming out on top. He pushed Sawamura down over the other pillow and let his hands push his red sweatshirt up to his chest. Sawamura didn't have anything to say yet; he let Furuya fondle his chest with his fingers since there wasn't a lot going on; he just stared up at the ceiling and breathed through his open mouth. He didn't expect Furuya to yank off his sweatpants as if they were unnecessary. He didn't expect Furuya to bring him closer, much closer than he should have been. Sawamura's legs were resting over Furuya's thighs since he sat on his knees. Sawamura's cheeks were brightening up because Furuya had more of a view than he deserved; now Sawamura was exposed to Furuya and that was not supposed to happen. Ever. Furuya didn't know what to say so he kept his mouth shut. His expression was enough to emote what he was feeling. "...Furuya." Sawamura wanted to warn him not to go any further than what he was thinking. Furuya kept his hands over Sawamura's bare stomach and didn't move an inch, not yet. In his mind, he ran through all the scenarios; the ones that would make Sawamura hate him, the ones that would make Sawamura hit him, and the ones that would make Sawamura completely black out. There was one thing he wanted to do and Sawamura could definitely see that Furuya was planning to go for it. "Furuya, don't-" Sawamura couldn't get out his complaint. Furuya's arms moved around Sawamura's legs and he lifted him up before removing his arms so he could wrap them around Sawamura's stomach. It was abrupt and quick. Sawamura blinked once and the next thing he knew, he had his head between Furuya's knees, and he was staying across the room with an upside down view. Furuya had a good grip around Sawamura's torso and he didn't let go for a single second. Sawamura was anticipating the awkward sensation he was about to feel. He closed his eyes and hoped this was some sick joke but Furuya really wasn't messing around. Just barely did Furuya need to move to press his tongue to Sawamura's skin; his mouth hovered over his hole that already began to twitch with excitement. Sawamura didn't want to feel this way, he didn't want to want it but he stayed put while Furuya continued licking him. For Sawamura, it was awkward, at least in his mind it was. His body was reacting differently to the care of Furuya's tongue and the way Furuya's lips pressed on to his delicate. He tried to figure out what was there to like about it but his body already knew. He couldn't hide the moans or his blush. Furuya wasn't slow. He didn't pay attention to what Sawamura liked or didn't like. He didn't care. Not at the moment. His fingers were digging in to Sawamura's skin as he held him up closer so he could press his face down into him. His tongue circled Sawamura's moving skin and he pressed his lips down again before letting his tongue take over once more. "St-ah!" Sawamura couldn't get it out there. "F-fuck- Furuya-" he was tempted to tell him to stop. His fingers couldn't clench to fists; they just rested over Furuya's knees without moving. Sawamura thought of telling Furuya to stop multiple times but each time became weaker and weaker. Furuya was not gentle. He wasn't slow either. Sawamura struggled to keep his eyes open. Blood was rushing to both heads at the moment. His body burned as Furuya licked him harder without any rhythm; it was irregular how he moved though it was his first time attempting this. "Wa...ah-wait." Sawamura breathed. Furuya pretended not to hear him. "Furuya, wait!" He said louder, strained and upset. Furuya stopped licking but his mouth stayed over Sawamura's wet skin. He could've kept going, though he listened since it did sound like Sawamura was a confused mess. His fingers loosened their grip on Sawamura's skin but he felt the marks were his nails scraped. Against his arms, Sawamura's stomach rose and fell just like his chest did. Sawamura breathed heavily as he opened his eyes just to get the blurry vision of an upside down room. "Slow down." Sawamura's voice came out breathy and strained like before. Furuya wasn't sure if he wanted to listen to that request. Sawamura could even tell that Furuya was testing him. "Slow down." He repeated himself again as if he didn't make himself clear the first time. Furuya just took it as a challenge. Slowly, like Sawamura demanded, Furuya pushed his tongue inside of Sawamura, just spreading him enough to lick inside him. His eyes had darkened when he did it and his fingers were clutching hard again. Sawamura let out a low moan, cursing in between when he moaned again. His body was tensing up against Furuya's but he didn't move away, he was too weak to. Furuya did take it slow. His tongue pushed in at a slow rhythm like he was asked to. He could feel Sawamura shaking slightly from the sensation. When Furuya looked up, he noticed Sawamura's thighs quivering as well. Sawamura did his best to make it stop but the harder he tried the worse it got. He didn't want to be like this in front of Furuya, but here he was, already a complete mess. Furuya continued with the slow rhythm that he didn't like, he would prefer to do it at his own pace but it's not like he had any control to with how he moved his mouth. Still, he just felt like reverting to how he started in the first place. He couldn't help himself, not when Sawamura gets much louder when he's being pleased. Furuya didn't stop for a second; he ended up becoming more forceful within seconds and he didn't try to stop. Sawamura was still confused. It was hard to focus with how he was feeling. He kept his eyes closed but his vision blurred from being upside down. He didn't want to admit that it was because Furuya was much better at rimming than he thought. He wasn't going to admit that to even himself. It's not like he could hide it. Furuya felt how hard Sawamura breathed, his skin rose and fell around Furuya's fingers. He didn't hold Sawamura's body gently but he remembered who he was dealing with. Sawamura wouldn't be afraid to yell if Furuya did take it too far, not that he had the mindset to anyway. Still though, Furuya became conscious of everything he was doing. His tongue lapped over Sawamura's skin before he let his lips press down again like before. And again he let his tongue move, doing the entire process over and over again. Furuya felt like he couldn't get enough, that's why he was so aggressive. He could listen to Sawamura's voice and feel like he was the one coming out on top, like he didn't have to worry about Sawamura taking his place. But he also felt like he had to do everything to make sure Sawamura had the orgasm of his life. Furuya lacked control but he did have enthusiasm. He lacked technique but he had determination. And Sawamura would never lie about how he felt, even in a situation like this. His legs were still shaking in the air, his thighs twitching and his toes curling. Sawamura huffed out a heavy breath as he cursed from the frustration. In his mind he thought Furuya was much better than he could imagine. Just a bit of cum began dripping to Furuya's wrist. He opened his eyes but it's not like he would be able to see Sawamura's face. More cum fell to his wrist and on to Sawamura's chest where his sweatshirt didn't cover. Sawamura couldn't help how much he was already leaking. It wouldn't be long before he would have to give up. Furuya had a need to tongue him. His face pressed down into Sawamura's skin and not once did Furuya pull away. His tongue moved, twirling around Sawamura's hole before pushing inside again. Sawamura would always shake when Furuya did that and it happened right then. Sawamura opened his eyes slowly but he could barely see. His vision was still dark and filled with stars. It took him a moment to realize how deep into this he really was. His mouth hung open while he moan with pleasure filled agony; his voice got extremely loud but Furuya expected nothing less from Sawamura. It was a habit. Sawamura strained again, his breath hitching, his eyes rolling, his fingers clenching. He felt it, he really felt it. "Wait-..." he was desperate but could barely think. "F-fu...-Furuya!" Sawamura cried unexpectedly. Furuya was barely paying attention. He was too busy trying to get Sawamura to cum which didn't seem like it would take long. "If you...if you do t-that-" he couldn't finish. And it was too late. Furuya knew what he was doing. He wasn't really kind either. Furuya kept pushing his tongue inside Sawamura right up until the moment he came; semen spilled over Furuya's wrist and onto Sawamura's stomach and chest. Furuya hadn't stopped even when he heard what Sawamura was feeling. It wasn't enough for Furuya to pull his tongue away, if anything Furuya would try to get Sawamura to go another round. At the moment Sawamura was practically in tears and Furuya didn't have an ounce of sympathy in his body. Furuya noticed Sawamura still twitching and shaking; he jerked every time Furuya dragged his tongue over his skin. Furuya breathed hard over him; his mouth opened wider but his tongue remained on Sawamura. Sawamura could swear he was white hot. He was dizzy and lightheaded. Not to forget to mention his body felt heavy and sensitive. Furuya didn't let go. His arm pressed around Sawamura's lower torso and his other hand gripped Sawamura's hip. "Again." Furuya breathed against his skin. Sawamura couldn't help but heave a sigh. He couldn't go through a moment like that again, he wasn't physically prepared. Was Furuya even paying attention to how much Sawamura's legs were shaking? He definitely was not going to last long. But Furuya didn't care. And Sawamura didn't have the strength to kick Furuya in the face. Furuya was too determined to continue and Sawamura was going to have to suffer through the awkwardly agonizing pleasure. This went on till Sawamura's roommates came back. Furuya didn't even have the energy to boast about what he did. Sawamura laid on the floor for the rest of the night and his roommates were worried that he might've injured himself. By then Furuya was already gone but Sawamura couldn't help but think Furuya was still around, just waiting to start over again. This wouldn't have happened if they didn't fight today. The next day was about to be a repeat of what happened. It wasn't a shock this time, however. There was a ton of tension between Furuya and Sawamura and it made the others draw away. Neither of them were going to forget what happened the previous day, especially what happened during that night. Sawamura carried a bat with him during practice. Even when he was in the dug out, he had his bat near by. He wasn't allowed on the mound, just like Furuya wasn't. Sawamura didn't get a chance to pitch a single ball either. All he could do was watch. Furuya kept a helmet on during a day just in case Sawamura found him and decided to take a swing on at his head. He wore guards for protection as well. Sawamura will always be unpredictable. Furuya had to make sure he could stand his ground against the spontaneity. "So..." Kuramochi walked over to Miyuki. He had a plain expression but it seemed like he was about to talk about his concern. "I just saw Sawamura hit Furuya with a baseball bat. Like a clean hit to his leg." Kuramochi said. Miyuki shrugged. "You'd think he'd be able to do that in a game, but whatever." Kuramochi shrugged, too. "I'm not even shocked at the moment." Miyuki admitted. He covered his mouth with his mitt to hide his smiling. Kuramochi glanced to Miyuki, and Miyuki watched Kuramochi watch him. They could stare silently at each other all day. Kuramochi just didn't like the smile on Miyuki's face that was getting too wide. He was enjoying how Furuya and Sawamura were quiet. "It's not funny." Kuramochi turned away. "You're terrible and they're going to kill each other." he pointed out. Miyuki shrugged, but he was laughing louder. "I'm pretty sure they're getting closer than ever." Miyuki said once he heard Sawamura's shouting from somewhere on the field. Of course he would be the one to find out that Sawamura and Furuya are getting a bit too carried. It's not like they would tell anyone but they weren't trying hard enough to keep it a secret. The phrase "let's fight" was being shouted by someone on the field, and it wasn't Sawamura. Furuya was just as enthusiastic to get Sawamura back for the hit to the leg. There was definitely more where that came from, Sawamura swore it. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!