Gakuen Babysitters Oneshots

Hayato | Transfer Student

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{Ryuichi}

Another day at school. Although, something is differently. Ever since we, meaning Kamitani and me, found out about the new transfer student in the Gifted Class, which is also Inomata's class, this someone here has been acting differently. Kamitani isn't one to be bothered by something new. Particularly, he doesn't care that much about other people.

He looks really conflicted right now, and by that, I've always wondered what's on his mind. Although we weren't really that close. Kamitani rarely speaks his mind, but when he does, it's too blunt.

Lunch time came around, I walked with Kamitani to his baseball club right before I went to the daycare. However, there came a slight delay.

"Wow, that new transferee is amazing!"

"In a real game, that one hit can be a home run!"

There was a crowd. I myself wasn't aware of the event, but it immediately gave the impression that the certain transferee, that Kamitani was somehow worried about, was up and about for baseball tryouts.

We went for a closer look. It appeared to me that the new guy was as skilled as the stoic Kamitani beside me...probably better even. I wonder who he-

"Kashima, something's wrong."

"What is it, Kamitani?"

"That transferee is a girl."

And then I heard was only loud applause.

"Huh?"

I couldn't believe the words that came out of his mouth. Well, I could believe it, but it just seemed so unlikely. First of all, how did he know that it was a girl? Even I couldn't identify. Plus, he doesn't care about others, much less transfer students.

"Hayato!"

Secondly, did they meet before?

"Did you see me play?"

The transferee was indeed a girl. I even heard she came from the states. To be honest, I'd want to hear her speak fluent English.

"Yeah."

"Geez, you're still the same stoic Hayato I played with before. When will you change, man?"

Could she be...?

{Y/n}

"Um, are you his girlfriend?"

"Huh? Of course not."

There was this other guy. I think Kashima Ryuichi was his name.

"Are you Kashima Ryuichi?"

"Call me Ryuichi. Nice to meet you, uh..."

"Name's Y/n."

Hayato told me about this guy, how he and his little brother adore each other.

Now, enough about that. I've got a lot of catching up to do with Hayato.

"You can handle your club later, Hayato. Let's have a chat first, shall we?"

It's been awhile.

Ryuichi headed on to the Daycare room, which I plan to visit later on, while then I drag Hayato around the hallways and to the rooftop.

{Hayato}

"So? How you've been?"

"I'm supposed to be asking you that. You know that I'm fine."

"Alright. Whatever you say."

She's been in America for a few years, but it looks to me that she hasn't changed at all. It's either that, or she's trying too hard to be the person I still expect her to be.

"You want my lunch? It's your favourite."

Hard to believe she still eats from a bento. This girl is my best friend, I know her, and I know that she gets used to new practices and such. This isn't her.

"Stop."

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"What?"

{Y/n}

Hayato always underestimates me.

"This isn't you."

I bet he thinks that I've grown accustomed to American practices. No, I'm still Japanese deep down, by blood, in heart.

"What are you talking about?"

He fell silent. I miss these moments, the ones where we have a debate and he always ends up losing.

"You haven't changed as well. Not one bit, Hayato."

Even though we've known each other for a long time, we both know that we don't really know anything.

I sigh and lean on his shoulder.

"I'm home, Hayato."

"Welcome back, Y/n."

The only reason I came back is because of Hayato.

The End.

A/N: Despite this horrible chapter, I'm gonna CRY BECAUSE THE ANIME HAS ALREADY ENDED