Love Isn't As Simple As It Should Be

Trust

"Kazuya! Kazuya!" Satomi called out, desperately knocking on his door.

Earlier in the day, Seido faced off against Inashiro in the final match of the summer tournament and unfortunately Seido lost. They were only an out away from winning the game and going to nationals but they ended up losing despite their tremendous efforts. She has never seen the team be so devastated before. It was just so heartbreaking to watch them cry bitter tears of disappointment. Especially the third years since they were going retire after today to focus on college exams. Satomi couldn't imagine how they must be feeling in the moment. All of their hard work to achieve what was now an unattainable dream was now gone.

She doesn't even want to begin to think how is her boyfriend feeling.

"Kazuya!" She knocked on the door again and soon felt relief wash all over her when she saw the doorknob twisting and then Miyuki wearing his usual red baseball shirt and black sweatpants when he opened the door.

"I heard you the first time y'know?" The catcher lightly teased but his dry tone betrayed his words.

Satomi looked down in mild embarrassment. "I'm sorry..." She trailed off, looking up to meet his brown eyes. "I'm just worried about you." Satomi explained softly.

Miyuki felt a pang of guilt hit him when she locked eyes with him and looked away in regret as he sheepishly scratched the back of his neck. Why does she has to look like a hurt puppy? He thought. "Baka," The catcher simply said while he slightly ruffled her hair catching her off guard. "You don't have to apologize." He gave her a small smile.

Satomi nodded in return.

"Come in." Miyuki offered, motioning for her to come.

"What are about your roommates?" She asked giving him a hesitant look.

"Sulking off in another room," He shrugged. "Besides they are third years so I will have the room to myself for a long time now." He added, slightly wincing at the mention of them retiring.

"A-alright then." Satomi stammered as she entered into the room and he closed the door behind her.

She didn't know why but the atmosphere of the room was tense and awkward. That's not true. She did know why. This is the first time where he has lost an important match while being in a relationship with her. Satomi didn't know what to say. She was speechless. How could she comfort him? How could she tell him that things were going to be alright when they were not? The third years were going to retire and even if they win nationals next year it's not going to be the same.

"Are you just going to stand there like a plant in the middle of the room?" The catcher asked with a humorless grin, sitting on his bed.

Satomi didn't say anything while she examined his features. He looked the same as ever. His brown eyes were not red or watery, and there were no traces of tears or distress. However she knew better. His trademark teasing grin was not reaching his eyes and it looked strained as well. He was obviously putting up a front.

"Kazuya..." She tentatively began, nervously smoothing out her uniform plaid skirt. "Are you okay?" She timidly asked feeling stupid for asking such a dumb question.

"You don't have to be so nervous Sa-chan," He lightly reprimanded, chuckling how nervous she was. "I'm not going to bite you."

"You are still not answering my question." Satomi reminded him feeling more brave. He was right. There was no reason to be walking on eggshells and be nervous.

Miyuki took a deep breath knowing that she was going to eventually ask that. "I'm fine Satomi," He asked, looking away. "Don't worry. I will live."