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[fastballs4lyfe]

"Hey! I'm busy right now so leave me a message!! I'll get back to you soon! Okay?!"

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[pickoffs]

[ He... considered texting Sawamura, because he's an asshole, but in the end the temptation to lean into the living room and catch his erstwhile younger brother's eye is overwhelming. ]

When are you running tomorrow?

action;

[fastballs4lyfe]

[ Eijun actually blinks as he looks up from his shoujo manga.... but slowly, the gears in his head turn. ]

Eh? Will you catch for me?!

[pickoffs]

Answer the question, Sawamura, or I'm definitely not. [ He's smirking, so it's a toss-up whether or not he's serious. ]

[fastballs4lyfe]

5:30 AM! ....SIR!

[ I'm assuming that's around the time they do their runs normally at Seidou? ]

[pickoffs]

[ Did he just pull a face because there's no way in hell he's getting up that early to go running? Yeah, actually, sorry Coach. Morning practice at Seido started at six, so he's used to it, but--they're not at Seido, right now, so... ]

Hold off for 7:30. We'll go running at eight and then I'll make breakfast. [ A significant pause. ] And then there'll be pitching practice.

[ He's just gonna... not mention Furuya will also be there. ]

[fastballs4lyfe]

CAPTAIN'S SLACKING OFF!!

[pickoffs]

[ He has the rudest junior? Who raised him? ] Captain's taking advantage of not having school or homework to do, Sawamoron.

[fastballs4lyfe]

Oh yeah! There's no school..... BUT ISN'T THAT MORE TIME TO PRACTICE?!

[pickoffs]

If we get started at eight, then we're done with breakfast by 10. If I pack lunch we won't need to come back until dinner, and then we can go back out since the sports center's got interior space.

[fastballs4lyfe]

OH! So you've thought of the schedules that's why! That sounds Captain-like again!

[ This is the joke Eijun keeps trying to extend... ]

[pickoffs]

[ SAWAMURA... PLEASE... ] Someone around here has to!

[fastballs4lyfe]

Thanks for all the the hard work!

[ Without you, Eijun and Furuya's days would spent running around with tires.... probably. And pitching. Those two only. ]

[pickoffs]

Yeah, yeah. Make sure you drink water before bed.

[fastballs4lyfe]

I brush before bed too! I'm carrying on the Seidou legacy here!

[ Something like that... ]

[pickoffs]

...right. Chris'd be proud. [ Or something. And then he disappears to go do... whatever it is Miyukis do before they sleep. ]

[fastballs4lyfe]

[ Maybe before Miyuki leaves Eijun follows up! Because dammit, you don't go bringing Chris-senpai like that and not expect Eijun sparkling! ]

That's my goal, of course! To make Chris-senpai proud of his student!

[pickoffs]

[ Things Eijun's not actually going to hear because they don't get said aloud: he already is, you idiot. ]

action, before lunch on the 17th;

[pickoffs]

[ Kazuya's still wearing the plain khaki-colored apron he'd given in and bought over the weekend when he starts looking around for Sawamura, so between that and the yellow slippers he's the picture of domestic... At least until he opens his mouth. ]

Sawamoron, where are you?

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[fastballs4lyfe]

[ He's in the bedroom! Reading shoujo manga in bed. Because he can! He's done practicing, by the way! Even ace-pitchers-to-be need downtime!

When Kazuya finds him there, Eijun kind of ignores him... ]

I'm reading...

[ He says as he eagerly turns the page to the next.... WILL THEY FINALLY CONFESS? spoiler: not until twenty volumes later ]

[pickoffs]

[ Even distracted by manga, it's not like Sawamura's voice is quiet, so he slides into their room. ]

You looked at your mail yet today, or can you only read when there's pictures?

[fastballs4lyfe]

[ Sits up! And suddenly that Eijun-volume is cranked up. And he's dispensed the finger-pointing. ]

I CAN READ WORDS TOO! .... AND ANYWAY YOU CAN READ THE MAIL TOO!

[pickoffs]

Oh? So it's okay to read mail addressed to you, now? [ Nice to know. His grin gains a clearly evil edge. ]

[voice; aug 17th, some time in the afternoon]

[outfielder]

[So sawamura has the guts to let a senpai's phone call go to voice mail, huh?]

SAAAAAAAWAAAAMUUUURAAA....!!! YOU'VE GOT GUTS IGNORING YOUR UPPER CLASSMAN'S PHONE CALL!!!!! YOU BETTER BE PREPARED THE NEXT TIME I SEE YOU!!!!!

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[fastballs4lyfe]

NO WAY!!

...WAIT I HAVE MAIL?

[ Finally. It dawns to him. Who'd send him mail anyway? ]

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[fastballs4lyfe]

Was it from you? We live together... you know... ?