--Yamato P.O.V.--

I don't know why I felt that way. It was so, frustrating. I panicked and for some reason I assumed that I was alone.

I just stood at the door. Waiting for Fumiko to say 'welcome home' while she sat in the living room on her laptop. Asking me what I was going to cook with Haruna today for dinner.

I waited but after a while I remembered she was gone.

For some reason, I felt like it was over. My feelings of happiness and warmth that I had gotten accustomed to these last few months.

I'm afraid of it now.

Afraid of being alone.

I went to Haruna's apartment frantically.

I now look down as I stood still thinking everything over one last time. Haruna held my face in her hands tenderly.

She looked up at me so that her light brown eyes stared into mine.

"I can't go back go back to being alone. So will you stay with me?" I ask her my as if testing her. I wanted to know the lengths she would go for me. Is she really the one?

Her answer is firm and sincere. With no hesitation. "Of course." She spread her arms wide for me to hug her. "Come here."

There it was. I wanted to hear that. The answer that sounded like what I asked was the dumbest question.

My body naturally came to hers, returning the her gesture, with a little more force. I was happy.
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-Later that afternoon-
Haruna's P.O.V.

"Baseball?" He repeats after me. We had wrapped up our emotional moment and got cooking. We weren't awkward about it, instead we just smiled at eachother.

"Yeah. I think it'll be fun for you and Harue. I might as well try too."

"Sure." He looks a bit surprised. "But, do you really wanna just spend the day like that?"

"Well, I was thinking of like a picnic type thing..."

"Oh." He nods. "But, I was referring to your choice of place though. I mean, most girls would want to go shopping or something."

"Well..." I turn and smile at him. "This girl wants to spend some quality time with her family."

Yamato quickly blushed and turned away while covering his mouth with one hand. His ears where red to. He was pretty embarrassed.

I wanted to tease him but I resisted the urge to as I resume my cooking.

Suddenly though...

I felt Yamato's strong arms wrapped around my waist. He was hugging me from behind and he held me very close.

I felt like it would've been right to move away, but for some reason part of me confessed to not minding his touch.

He buries his face in my neck and whispers.

"Thank you."

I smile to myself and nod, feeling my face get a little warm.

He lets go of me and we finish our meal. When we called Harue out, he immediately came over to me and whispered in my ear, asking if I found out what was wrong with Yamato.

"Yup." I nod and whisper back. "Everyone is scared of something, remember?"
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-Saturday-

Soon enough, it was the weekend and off we went to the nearby park.

Yamato and Harue walked ahead of me, talking about baseball. I found it amusing and adorable how Yamato was so passionate about it.

Honestly, I think he was more excited than Harue is with flowers.

As soon as the field was visible, they gave me their stuff and ran to it.

I would've too, if I wasn't carrying the lunch that I had worked so hard on.

I carefully walked over to a shady tree near the spot where they horsed around.

I put our stuff down and run over with the glove that Yuta had lent me. Yamato had his own glove while he gave Harue his child sized one.

Yamato first began to teach us how to properly swing so that the ball would go farther.

"So, like this?" I swing my arm, trying to imitate him.

"No, no." Yamato shakes his head. He walks over to me and puts one of his hands on my waist and the other coordinating my arm.

"So first you arch your-" I couldn't even register his words because I was too flustered.

"O-okay.." I stutter and try once more.

"Oba! Like this!" Harue's throw is clean and it reaches Yamato.

Yamato lets go of me to catch it. "Like that Haruna!" He smiles teasingly.

"I guess Harue is better than me..." I quickly turn around to avoid him looking at my face.

We get carried away and end up playing till 1:00 somehow. I didn't realize I was into sports. Well, maybe it was the people that were with me that made it so enjoyable.

We finally get around to eating lunch. We sat on a blanket that I brought from home, eating sandwiches, rice balls, and lots of other side dishes that I got up extra early to make.

"Oba! This is really good!" Harue looks like he's in heaven for a moment after taking a bite of one of the side dishes. He closed his eyes exaggeratedly and savory his food.

"Yeah. You're getting better, pouty." Yamato laughs. "I better be careful and make sure you don't get better than me."

Oh trust me, that's probably not gonna happen.

Yeah he was way too good at cooking.

"I'm finished!" Harue announces about 10 minutes later with more energy to burn. I think that he bottled it up when he was at ikebana class, since they have to be calm and composed.

"Alright alright. Let's play a game to work it off!"

They go out before me and I pack our stuff back into the lunch sack.

"Oba!!!" I hear Harue's frantic voice.

As I finished tying it up, I got up but immediately felt a sharp pain on my forehead.

I was kind of confused for a sec before noticing the baseball beside me.

"Ah..." I got hit on the forehead by the ball.

They both ran up to me worriedly.

"Are you okay Oba?"

"Haruna!"

"I'm fine guys." I chuckle a little. Yeah it did hurt but I was going to survive.

"Let me see..." Yamato kneels over my and presses on the spot.

"Ow."

"Ah..." He looks sorry. "Sorry."

"Oba!" Harue stands from where he kneeled.

"Yeah?" I look up at his sudden outburst.

He looked determined. "Well...my mom used to say that a kiss me whenever I was hurt... and the pain would go away." He explained.

He moved quickly and quickly kissed my forehead. He did with a bit too much force though so it ended up doing worse than good.

"Ah." I say from the sudden impact.

"Does it still hurt?" He asks me seriously.

"Um... Just a bit."

He looks down deep in thought, his hand on his chin.

"Hmm..."

After about 10 seconds...

"Ah! Yamato!"

We both look over at Yamato. "What's Yamato going to do?" I ask confused.

"Well maybe getting two kisses will make it feel twice as better." He nods at his theory.

"Umm..." I look at Yamato and Harue whom were now staring at eachother as if communicating with their eyes.

"You don't have to Yama-"

"I'll do it." He scoots a bit closer to me and sits across from me.

I tense up a bit. I was probably as red as a tomato.

He stands up on his knees and grabs both of my shoulders, and plants a very gentle peck on my forehead.

It only took that to send my heart racing.

"Oba! Did it work?!"

"Y-yeah..." I nod, putting a hand over my hurt spot.

I was so distracted by the kiss, that I forgot about the pain.

I guess a kiss does work when you're hurt.

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A/N: sorry I've been lagging on updates. It's been w really stressful week for me xD. Don't worry though I'm hanging in there!

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