Heir in Trouble (On-Going Baseball Story)

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I couldn't get myself up to bed, after everything that had happened last night. Everything's a mess! Last night's argument played in a never-ending loop inside my head.

You're going to replace me?

I pulled the covers off of my head, and looked up, not really seeing anything. I was so mad last night–I still am mad, to be honest–that I'd missed it. Missed that statement. Considering his behavior when I tried to follow up, I heard him.

Why the hell would I replace him? He's the very first person outside who had stuck with me through sticks and stones aside from Ira. I shuffled into a seated position. Urgh... even my supposed victory from last night tasted bitter. I was sick of the way he always had the upper hand. But... but...

You're going to replace me?

I yank the top of my inner blue turtleneck long-sleeve uniform before I wear the outer white button-up shirt. I looked myself up in the body mirror. That's right, there was nothing feminine about me. Not my hobbies, not my interests, not my behavior, and even for appearance... average... it was average at best.

You're just going to replace me?

My personality was also pretty average if my friends thought I'd abandon them so easily, not that I have friends before, or below average. I met my eyes in the mirror, no one really wanted me around unless I had something to give. I needed to focus on my studies and also in baseball, I had to be the best.

The best at what though?

Who cares? So long as I have top marks and with my cousin beside me, I'll be the best. Everyone will think it. They'll think I have something to offer, and they'll want my company.

There was no replacing Miyuki, it wasn't an option! I should have heard him better last night! He's still sticking around me despite me breaking down in front of him a few times. Why didn't I try to hear him when he-?

I don't want to replace him! I have no intention! I couldn't... He was still my friend, or well to me he was a friend. To him I'm probably some kind of psychological doll he could mess with. But either way he'd been helping me since last year! I don't want to replace him! What was he on ? I couldn't... I couldn't... Not Miyuki...

Maybe he shouldn't have been so... no, no blaming the other party. I need to be responsible and learn from my mistakes, be reflective. I should have paid more attention!

I went inside the mess hall, there's no soul of Miyuki there. Where is Miyuki? I needed to find him and resolve this before practice. I couldn't let it go on all day.

It was a stroke of luck that I managed to find him walking alone. He likely been in the restroom and was on his way to practice now.

My heart was in my throat as I called out to him, "Miyuki." He didn't stop. Was my voice too weak?

"Miyuki!" I tried again, louder, my heart ringing in my ears. My palms were clammy and I couldn't help the heavy thudding that filled my ears, as he stopped on his tracks and turned around to look at me.

Was friendship supposed to feel like this? Was it supposed to hurt like this? I felt myself shrink at the still expression on the catcher's face. I blanked. Time was ticking. I was still silent. I had to say something. Quick! He would leave otherwise.