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I've been saying for a while that Ichiro lived a rather intense life between 14 - 17, so I've decided to write down more or less what happened.
This is just for fun ~
Hachi's life is rather boring in comparison.
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Ichiro's eyes darted over to the chain fence.
"BALLGAME OVER!"
A smile grew on his face as the catcher ran over to Ichiro and gave him a hearty pat on the back.
Waving his cap to fan himself off, Ichiro gave a little wave to the group of girls that had been cheering on the team. Making his way back to the dugout, the rest of team got together and congratulated themselves on a job well done.
After gathering all of his things, Ichiro took his time and made sure he was the last one left on the playing field.
He glanced at the chain fence. Two teenagers had arrived.
Ichiro made his way over to them.
"Pffff, why do we have to associate with a thirteen year old," grumbled the man on the right.
"Boss's orders," The man on the left curtly replied.
Ichiro ignored them and started walking off. The two others looked at each other, shrugged, and followed after Ichiro.
The sun cast a lovely orange color over the sky, but all the beauty was ignored. The three reached a hole-in-the-wall soba restaurant. Ichiro briskly entered, the other two waiting outside.
"Ahh, Ichiro. Nice of you to join us."
Giving a fake smile, Ichiro took a seat at the round table. Three others were sitting around the table, all around the age of 18. Ichiro looked comically out of place.
"We have another assignment for you," spoke the one that called him in at the start. Double piercings on his bottom lip set him apart from the others, along with his flaming red hair.
Ichiro said nothing but gave another empty smile.
The red head scoffed and threw a blue card into his lap. "You know what to do."
Ichiro flipped the card over the 5 diamonds. Ah.
Ichiro pushed back his seat, nodded to the three, and exited the soba shop. The two others stopped talking when Ichiro walked back out.
"What's the assignment?"
Ichiro didn't even know who said it, nor did he care.
"5 of diamonds."
Out slid a blue tinted baseball bat from his duffel bag.
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derrppppp. Maybe I can update this later tonight? We'll see.
Yesssss, very vague * 3*
This is just for fun ~
Hachi's life is rather boring in comparison.
_______________________________
Ichiro's eyes darted over to the chain fence.
"BALLGAME OVER!"
A smile grew on his face as the catcher ran over to Ichiro and gave him a hearty pat on the back.
Waving his cap to fan himself off, Ichiro gave a little wave to the group of girls that had been cheering on the team. Making his way back to the dugout, the rest of team got together and congratulated themselves on a job well done.
After gathering all of his things, Ichiro took his time and made sure he was the last one left on the playing field.
He glanced at the chain fence. Two teenagers had arrived.
Ichiro made his way over to them.
"Pffff, why do we have to associate with a thirteen year old," grumbled the man on the right.
"Boss's orders," The man on the left curtly replied.
Ichiro ignored them and started walking off. The two others looked at each other, shrugged, and followed after Ichiro.
The sun cast a lovely orange color over the sky, but all the beauty was ignored. The three reached a hole-in-the-wall soba restaurant. Ichiro briskly entered, the other two waiting outside.
"Ahh, Ichiro. Nice of you to join us."
Giving a fake smile, Ichiro took a seat at the round table. Three others were sitting around the table, all around the age of 18. Ichiro looked comically out of place.
"We have another assignment for you," spoke the one that called him in at the start. Double piercings on his bottom lip set him apart from the others, along with his flaming red hair.
Ichiro said nothing but gave another empty smile.
The red head scoffed and threw a blue card into his lap. "You know what to do."
Ichiro flipped the card over the 5 diamonds. Ah.
Ichiro pushed back his seat, nodded to the three, and exited the soba shop. The two others stopped talking when Ichiro walked back out.
"What's the assignment?"
Ichiro didn't even know who said it, nor did he care.
"5 of diamonds."
Out slid a blue tinted baseball bat from his duffel bag.
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derrppppp. Maybe I can update this later tonight? We'll see.
Yesssss, very vague * 3*
