Snaggletooth (&Team)

6. I Guess I'm Being Selfish

“Why didn’t you pass the ball to me?!” Yuma came storming up to Asakura.

“Well…imma go” Koga looked between the tiny furious Yuma looking up at the soft titan Asakura, before quickly turning on his heels and stridding away from the two.

Yuma looked up at Asakura with blazing big eyes, the sparks held no speck of adoration.

Asakura avoided his gaze, his fluffy hair fell loosely above his eyes and the tip of his nose glowed red from the cool night air.

With a sigh, Asakura turned his gaze to connect with Yuma. Yuma’s eyes couldn’t help but soften when making contact with Asakura’s glinting eyes, they were even brighter under the light of the moon.

“The other players are very aggressive and dominant..” muttered Asakura firmly. “Yeah I guess so..?” Yuma was slightly confused. “Wait, so you didn’t pass the ball to me because you thought the other players were more aggressive and better than me?” scowled Yuma annoyed, though a hint of sadness was prominent in his voice.

“No..it’s not that” Asakura began to mumble but Yuma interjected “I work so hard, don’t look down on me Asakura!”.

One of the things Yuma hated the most was people looking down or mocking him. He felt the need to prove himself to everyone.

Though this time, standing in front of Asakura, he felt..vulnerable. He was always the feisty type to fight back usually. But he couldn’t find it in himself to smack Asakura’s handsome face for ruining his and his team's chance of winning the first round.

He tried his very best to keep a furious face on as he clenched his fists.

“I…I just don’t want you to get hurt.” Asakura’s voice was so tranquil it could have been drowned out by the cold breeze. Asakura’s gaze never left Yuma, he kept his gaze firm. He was quiet..but straightforward.

Yuma felt gentle flutters swarm his stomach, he never felt this feeling before. His cheeks started heating up and all of a sudden he felt that he could not hold eye contact with Asakura.

Asakura knew how talented of a person Yuma was. Sometimes when Asakura would gaze after the cherry blossoms..he would catch glimpses of Yuma playing around with his friends.

He took note of Yuma’s speed, durability and intellectual tactics which sequentially allowed for him to stand out. Asakura couldn’t help but be captivated and even mesmerised by him.

“It’s not that I think you're bad, I know you're great..it’s just..I guess i’m being selfish” muttered Asakura as he stared up at the moon

Whenever Yuma would chortle out an adorable laugh as he joked around with his friends, Asakura would notice a pointy little tooth poking out beneath his peachy lips, it ultimately caught Asakura’s attention. It was adorable.

Yuma looked up to Asakura with wide eyes “se..selfish?”. Asakura’s words confused him but the fuzzy feeling he felt inside his chest confused him even more.

Asakura glanced from the moon back into Yuma’s sparkly wide eyes. “You know..you're right, I shouldn’t spoil this chance for you, I promise to actually pass the ball to you next time” Asakura gently smiled down at Yuma.

“Players get ready for round 2!”

Yuma felt like whining, he didn’t spend his break time efficiently whatsoever, he didn’t catch a breath or sip any water and now he had to go back to playing for a spot in the Sunshine city Nightball team!

Asakura noticed the distressed look on Yuma’s face. He lifted his drink bottle and placed it in front of Yuma “You can have a sip of my water”. Then with a subtle grin he turned around to walk towards the field.