I Am A Shadow (DnA Fanfic)

23. Seidou v. Murata East

A/n: Hey guys, letting you know that the majority of this chapter is just a filler! At the end, I'll let you guys know the current Poll results.

Since the game against Maimon, the Seidou baseball team had been the center of attention around school.

"AH! There!" A couple of first year girls squealed. They peeked into a classroom, where the first year Furuya sat at his desk. "See that boy?" One of the girls pointed in the direction of the pitcher.

"Somehow, he's completely different from on the mound." Another girl whispered amongst her friends. At his desk, Furuya was dozing off. His eyes were closed and drool began dripping from the corner of his lips. In his hands, a book was opened.

"But he was really amazing." The third girl of the group swooned. "I'm sure he'll get more attention in the future."

The girls pulled away from the door. "Maybe I'll be cheering for him by myself!" The first girl squealed quietly.

"Hey!" The second had whined. "I had my eyes on him first!"

In another classroom down the hall from Furuya's class, two of the baseball team's first years sat in the same room. Haruichi sat at his desk, toward the back of the class. His eyes were solely trained to the book in his hands.

"Ahh...that boy is the number 19!" One of Haruichi's classmates whispered to his companion.

"Cute.. He looks like a girl." The other smirked. Overhearing the comment, Haruichi tried his hardest to keep his expression passive.

In the next row over and more towards the center of the class, Eijun was bent over his desk. The pitcher's eyes were half closed in exhaustion. An awkward smile was on his face, with drool pooling around his desk. As he breathed, weird sounds escaped past his lips. "S-Sawamura's making strange sounds again!"

"His eyes are open and for some reason, he's smiling!" Another classmate had shivered.

In the third year building, four of Seidou's regulars walked down the hall together. The students paused, amazed by the aura that they radiated. Yuuki, Jun, Masuko, and Ryousuke didn't bother with the stares of their classmates.

"You've got a game tomorrow, right?"

"We'll come to cheer you on once summer vacation starts."

"Tetsu~~ Hit a homerun!"

"Masuko's stomach is growling.."

"Isashiki, howl!!"

"Give your best, baseball club!"

"Testsu-san~~"

"Make it to Koushien this year for sure!"

The crowd cheered for the amazing third year baseball students.

In the second year building, the only two second year regulars were arguing. Miyuki was sitting at his desk near the window. His mouth was opened, with laughs escaping. Kuramochi was in front of the catcher's desk. He tugged at Miyuki's collar, yelling incoherent words. Their classmates watched, not attempting to separate the two. It was often a normal occurrence.

"Those two are fighting again?"

"But it's always those two.."

"Don't they have any friends?"

Esumi was walking down the hall, toward the catcher and shortstop's classroom. In her hands were piles of papers that her teacher had asked to deliver. Her eyes were trained to the ground, not bothering to look up at the people around her. The whispers were evident.