A/N: Since "Thread" was met with moderate success, I decided to make second fic in the Oregairu universe. This time, a collection of somewhat humorous drabbles. If I can get to writing them anyway. Please enjoy.

Chapter 1: As always, Hikigaya Hachiman is a funny guy.

In middle school, Hikigaya Hachiman had plenty of free time.

"I wonder what I should do now that class is over."

"I know. I'll play some baseball."

"Huuh? Doesn't that require more than one person?"

"In most cases, yes. But making full use of scarce resources is all a part of life, you know?"

"I see."

"Let's split up into teams then. It'll be Team Hikigaya vs. Team Hachiman."

"This is already sounding difficult."

"Hold up. Why does Hikigaya have to be on my team? He sucks at baseball."

"Shut up! You suck at baseball too!"

"Settle down now. It's too early to fight amongst ourselves. As always, Hikigaya should go to the better team to make things more even."

"Oi, oi. Don't treat me like a handicap. But I do kind of get it…"

"If there are no objections, let's continue."

"The pitcher today from Team Hikigaya is Hikigaya Hachiman."

"And first up to bat from Team Hachiman is… Hikigaya Hachiman."

"This is an interesting matchup. Hikigaya Hachiman and Hikigaya Hachiman actually have a bit of a history."

"Rivals?"

"Sort of. It worked out that way since no one else would play with him."

"That's right."

"Oh wow! Are you seeing this? Hikigaya Hachiman is doing THE signature pose! Pointing out to the sky like a big shot! Does he really intend to make a homerun?"

"The pitcher Hikigaya Hachiman isn't having any of it though."

"Alright. Let's go."

"Hikigaya Hachiman winds up for the pitch."

"He throws the ball."

"And it's a bunt."

"I should have expected this."

"Hikigaya Hachiman runs to first base with a nasty grin."

"On the other side, looks like Hikigaya Hachiman is pissed."

"Oh well. Let's keep going."

"Next up to bat is… wouldn't you know it? It's Hikigaya Hachiman!"

"And just like before, he pointing off to the distance again!"

"Ah, but doing that trick twice won't do. Seems like everyone's wised up to that tactic. The other team is closing in on him."

"Huh. Since his bluff was seen through, Hikigaya Hachiman appears to be panicking."

"He's got no choice but to hit the ball normally."

"But he sucks at baseball, so let's see how this will go."

"Hikigaya Hachiman winds up for the pitch. And…"

"Strike."

"Strike two."

"Strike three."

"After that shameful display, Hikigaya Hachiman hangs his head as he returns to the dugout."

"This is what happens when you actually try, huh?"

"Moving on, it's the last inning."

"What? Already?"

"Well, you know, I'm getting pretty tired. My arm is starting to hurt."

"I see."

"Let's decide it with this last swing. If I manage to hit it pretty far, it'll be Team Hikigaya's win. If not, it'll be Team Hachiman's win."

"Shouldn't it be the other way around?"

"I don't know."

"Whatever."

"Alright. One, two, and-"

As Hikigaya Hachiman tossed the ball in the air, he noticed Orimoto Kaori standing a bit away from him.

…

…

...

Hikigaya paled.

"How long…"

He asked.

Orimoto tilted her head and thought.

"I think it was… I'll play some baseball."

Hikigaya Hachiman would later go home. Eat dinner. Get to bed. And cry.