Skaters 101 (but without the skating)

Team Sport

Twenty minutes later, Javier and Yuzuru were standing in a clear patch of grounds in the park. Javier was patiently trying to explain the idea of a game he had thought of.

"So I kick the ball to you, you bat the ball, and I have to try and retrieve the soccer ball to home base before you run all 4 bases."

Yuzuru looked doubtful. "Are you sure this would work? Batting a soccer ball is sure harder than batting a baseball. Also, can your soccer ball bear the force of the bat? It's made of metal, you know."

Javier shrugged nonchalantly, "I don't know! But it never hurts to try, right?" 

Yuzuru stared at him for a while in disbelief, wondering how he landed himself with such a reckless friend.

"Just try it! Anyway, it kills two birds with one stone; you get to practice batting, I get to practice penalty kicks." Javier wheedled.

Yuzuru knew he was beaten. "Fine. But I'm not paying for insurance if anything happens to us."

"Here we go!" Javier took a small run-up and swung his leg, lifting the ball off the ground and sending it flying towards Yuzuru.

Yuzuru eyed the soccer ball nervously, fingers gripping the bat. Just as the soccer ball was about to sail past him, Yuzuru gathered up all his strength and swung the bat.

The metal bat smashed into the ball with a low thwack, changing the course of the ball. The ball flew across the field, Javier chasing the ball furiously.

Yuzuru immediately dropped the bat and sprinted towards the bases that Javier had marked out for him. Just after he touched second base, the ball had landed and Javier took control of it, dribbling it back to home base. Yuzuru pumped his arms harder, aiming to reach home base before Javier did with the soccer ball. Seeing Javier drawing near, he stretched out his left leg, curling his right behind him and dropping onto his rear. "Safe!"

Javier jogged up, soccer ball by his feet. "Man, I almost had it there. Maybe we should widen the distance between the bases."

"No..." Yuzuru struggled to catch his breath. "You're too slow." He joked. "The distance is far enough."

"Hey! I was doing my best!" Javier pretended to be insulted. "That slide was cool though."

"That was a skill we were taught in baseball club. It's pretty handy as it gives you more speed when it comes to touching down on home base. Wanna have a go at batting since I won the last round?" Yuzuru offered.

"Ok! Bet I could beat you this round." Javier jogged over to the batting plate. Or at least, the patch of grass marked by Javier's sweater.

Yuzuru was about to wind up, and stopped. "Wait-Javier, have you ever bat before?"

"Yes......no...... maybe......."Javier squirmed.

"Whatever. Just grip the bat tight and swing it, all should be fine." Yuzuru dismissed the thought.

Javier watched as Yuzuru sent a powerful shot in his direction. Eager to make his mark, Javier contracted the huge muscles in his forearms and swung the bat as hard as he could.

The ball flew neatly under the bat. Stunned, Javier's fingers lost their grip and the bat sailed across the field, the tip of the bat catching Yuzuru on his forehead.

Yuzuru stood there dazed, for a few seconds. Then his eyes glazed over, and he collapsed to the ground with a sickening thump.

Javier ran over to him, used to Yuzuru's frequent faints. "Yuzuru! Get up! We still have to finish this game of Boccer!" He exclaimed, "Pooh is lonely!"

No response.

Slowly, he edged towards the body.

"Yuzu...ru?"

The closer he got, the more afraid he became. From where he was now, he could see trickles of red blood streaking across Yuzuru's forehead, glistening in the sunlight, and soaking into the grass beneath him.

"YUZURU!"

This time, Javier freaked out for real.

"You... can't! You can't do this!" he cried, and knelt down beside him, shaking him, devastated.

He took out his protein shake and frantically waved it under Yuzuru's nose, hoping to get a reaction. When Yuzuru didn't even stir, Javier knew just then, that he was dead.

"You can't do this to me! Leaving me in this cruel world alone! That's cruel of you!" Javier made a mental note to improve his English vocabulary. "How about Pooh? He is too young to fend for himself. You are too young to die! Why, Yuzuru? Why?"

The first thought that came into Javier's mind, was to cover up his crime.

Clear the scene of the crime and bury Yuzuru, giving him a short funeral.

But, Javier, though a bit air-headed, had honor.

Of course, it wasn't as extreme as the code of 'Bushido', (He learned about that when he was finding out more about Japan for a school project.) and he decided that he definitely wouldn't commit 'Seppuku'.

Still, he was a man who would not just abandon his comrade on the battlefield. (That didn't make sense but he thought it sounded honorable.)

Javier decided to take responsibility for his actions by bringing Yuzuru to the police and owning up. "Guys, I killed someone. Arrest me." It didn't sound quite right, but Javier didn't have a choice.

Just then, there was a slight groaning noise emitting from Yuzuru.

"Jav.. Javi..."

Javier gazed down in surprise at Yuzuru, whose eyelids were fluttering.

"I'm... not dead..." Yuzuru tried to prop himself into a sitting position.

Javier's eyes widened. "You're alive!"

Yuzuru let out a weak chuckle and flopped back onto the ground, his strength exhausted.

Javier shot all over the field, picking up their stuff. Afterwards, he ran back to Yuzuru. "Hang in there, buddy!" Javier slid his arms under Yuzuru, and lifting him up, Javier headed towards the student hostel's infirmary.

Authors' note: (again) 

Hello children. If you haven't realized, there are two idiots writing this book. Author 1 is an idiot who writes action scenes very blandly. Author 2 is an idiot who writes idiotic scenes which don't make sense. If you find the book too boring, you can blame Author 1. If you find the book too idiotic, you can blame Author 2. We should shut up now, because 1) We are revealing too much information about ourselves, and 2) You probably don't read this or don't care either ways.