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I Don't Want To See You Sad (BIG WIND UP FAN FIC)

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Okay, so this fanfic shall be in chapters this time XD or I hope it depends if I’m feeling lazy. XD And this is an AbeMiha (Abe x Mihashi) fanfic  from the anime Big Wind Up (Oofuri) Also non of the characters used belong to me! Enjoy :3


How on earth was I going to tell him? That strawberry blonde haired boy. The Pitcher. The boy I lusted after for several months now. How…?
That question was swarming around in my head, unable to escape.  I can’t believe it. I just couldn’t. I, Takaya Abe… wasn’t cable of having such a thing. Such a horrible thing. Such an illness.
I’m Abe Takaya. I have Lung Cancer.
I’ve had this ‘thing’ for a while now. My mother and brother know, so does my farther. Also my doctor. But everybody else was kept distant. Nobody else knew. I wanted it this way. This was the way I could never hurt anybody. The team was one of the things I kept most dear to my heart and I couldn’t tell them. It would distract them from their current goals and dreams. Especially my pitcher.
It was a normal day. Well, a normal weekend to be exact. The air was cool which was a sign of early spring. My eyes creaked open, feeling that sudden heaviness in my chest I knew it was just another day of pain. The same mental and physical hurting. Pulling myself up out of bed, my hand searched up and ran though my spiky dark hair, scruffing it up for the day. Although I was slowly dying; I couldn’t let the others think anything was wrong. Nobody at school or on the team suspected a thing.
After jabbing a toothbrush around my mouth, with a quick gargle of mouthwash, I set out. I already had my kit on for the day, my training bag thrown over one shoulder. As usual (and as people said) I looked emotionless. My eyes were dull, rarely looking surprised as my face had no expression rather like a stone. That was all before this ‘thing’.
My face had drowned out its natural colour. My dark yet handsome tan was now pale. However, I just blamed it on the lack of sun at this time of year. My eyes were still the sharp steel colour, still dull however. But the main thing that had changed about me, Takaya Abe, was my breathing. I rarely devolved coughs, but now I had one almost all the time. Often there was blood in my phlegm (sputum) which I hated to bring up; so in which I would often swallow it back down. I also realised how tired I was getting. My eyes would often droop into a swift shut around last period. On worse days it was around lunch time. I made sure I strictly went to bed at 9 and got up at 8 so I had plenty of sleep. Still…however, I guess a lot can change if you’re carrying this ‘thing’ around with you.
Putting that aside, my journey to the practise courts continued. Often, I would have to stop to wheeze and catch my breath. Again if anybody asked, I would blame the pollen from the flowers. That’s when a voice distracted me. My almost lifeless eyes dragged from the gravel on the side walk. It was Tajima
“Ah! Abe! Ready to play! Hanai is getting read and the rest are here!” Tajima said excitedly from the courts, as he hurried over and pushed open the door, allowing me in. “Abe… what’s wrong with you…? You were always first here. Psh! Well apart from me!” I closed my eyes and listened to the boy, mainly blocking him out. I didn’t speak or even open my eyes, proceeding deeper into the courts. There, I slung my bag off, standing alone, before that quivering voice caught me off guard.
“A-a..Abe-Kun…?
I knew who it was immediately, as I turned sharply around to face the boy. My chest hurt. I had moved to quickly and I quickly had to sit down. Moving my hand up I rested a trembling hand on my chest and huffed out in a quiet pain.
“A-A-Abe-Kun!” Now the boy’s voice was filled with terror and worry. Not to mention the look on his face. This was the face I didn’t want to see on people. “M-M-Mihashi..” I panted out in a quick whisper, grimacing in pain once again, as it hurt to breath. I took shallow breaths quickly as the pain seemed to never end. I had had this before, but on rare occasions. I remember it having once when I was lying in bed, having to read my brother a bed time story after watching a horror movie that night with him. I hated to see his face; filled with worry, as he rushed around desperately trying to look after me. This isn’t what I wanted.
“A-A-Abe-Kun! Whats wrong?! D-did I m-Make you jump?! I-It’s all my fault! You hate me now I-“
“S-Shut up…”
Mihashi stopped his blubbering at once. He had to if he wanted to hear me. Well I couldn’t exactly shout now could I? I knew it was wrong of me to say that but I was in serious pain.
“Abe?” Crap. Not another. This time it was coach; she bounded over, her eyes also filled with worry. I hated to think what would happen if I did pass away. The team would have to get a new catcher. That really tore my heart into two. In fact, that was worse than the pain I was feeling greatly in my chest. Even leaving Ren Mihashi… I loved him. I really did. I feel no shame in admitting it to you, but to him was a different story.
Here's chapter one of I Don't Want To See You Sad. I find it much easier to write in Abe's point of veiw. I know it can be rare since most people tend to write in the Uke's point of veiw (In this case the Uke would be Mihashi) So please enjoy. Also, PLEASE FEEL FREE to comment and give a fave :meow: It would mean a lot to me! I know to write in paragraphs but the new dA Submission thingy has messed it all up. Sorry for no paragraphs.

Chapter two's link will be posted here once up :)
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Where’s the next chapter!! Don’t leave us hanging ;))