Practice

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A/N: Sorry that these two chapters are pretty slow. I'm really just trying to get the background info out of the way for the real drama you know? It was honestly so hard to write this chapter on some bits simply bc nothing was happening lmao. But I hope you guys enjoy-- ;-)


3rd POV


When Sunday rolls around, Amy meets up with Shadow at the baseball field around noon to practice. Since the season was growing close to summer, the temperature outside was also increasing. She chose to wear sweats and a tank. Shadow wasn't going to make her run sprints, at least she hoped.

Opening the gate, she catches his eye and waves. He was wearing pretty much the same outfit and her nerves settled down.

Any rests her bag down in the dugout and greets the ebony hedgehog. "Hey." She says and he smiles.

"Hey," he pulls out a baseball and two gloves , "You ready?"

She laughs softly as they exit the area and onto the field, "as ready as I can be."

He had her stretch her arms first with him before they started the throwing the ball. The distance between them was minimal in the beginning as she learned the basics of tossing. Flicking your wrist, making sure to continue the throwing motion after the ball is released, extending your free hand to aim, how to adjust your grip, and so on. In about 30 minutes Shadow had Amy a good couple feet away.

He catches the ball thrown to him and he smirks, " You catch on fast, Rose."

Shrugging, Amy motions for him to throw, "It's not too hard. To be honest I was expecting it to be worse."

When the ball gets to her, she tucks it in her glove and places them in between her knees so she can pull her quills up. Even though they weren't doing any extensive activities it was warmer outside. She slides her hand back into her moist glove and looks to Shadow to throw.

"It isn't, you're right, but throwing is only a portion of the entire sport." He says. Pausing, he lifts his arm to firmly catch the ball and adds, "A more difficult toss is pitching if you want the give that a try."

Amy perks up and walks over smiling, "Yes please, I'd love to."

They move to center field where the pitcher's plate is and Shadow stands atop it. He rotated his arms and demonstrates the key motions of a pitch.

"You're going to want to move your arm like so before rotating your body and releasing the ball."

Amy nods and steps forward to position herself as Shadow did. Holding the ball in her right hand, she looks forward at home plate. But when she feels hands slide down her arms and gently clutch her wrists, she freezes. Cheeks burning, she stammers, "W-what are you doing?"

He huffs a laugh into her left ear, "I'm showing you how to move your arm."

Nothing he said however lowered her heart rate because he was so damn close. She could feel his chest practically touch her shoulder.

As she moved her arm, he followed until he released her and smirked. "Alright give it a shot."

The problem was, she hadn't registered any of the movements because of how his breath hit her ear or how his fingers grazed her wrists. But in a half hearted attempt she widens her arms and in one sweeping movement pitches the ball to the net behind home plate.

She smiles weakly, "How was that?"

He jogs to fetch the ball and turns around, reciprocating the smile , "Amazing. You threw that almost perfectly, but this time try it with more force."

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