"Do you expect me to do your crunches for you?" Saїx said rather loudly, so every soul in the gymnasium could hear him; even those not in his class could hear him, and they began to rapidly do the exercise, fearing the head gym teacher's wrath. The smell of sweat littered the room, and small wet spots had begun to pop up on the glossy floor. Earlier in the week, on Monday, someone had slipped on the free-throw line. All because Saїx had pushed everyone to, and beyond, their limits.

Hands behind my head, I pushed my abdomen again and again and again. A burning sensation had winded its way through my system, and the bright scarlet cheeks told the whole story. For at least two minutes straight we'd been doing these cursed crunches, and everyone doing them must have felt like they were going to faint.

Then, Saїx's voice rang out again. "You can stop for a minute and catch your breaths; then on the ground giving me 30!"

There was a chorus of hallelujahs and woo-hoos as everyone scrambled to the bleachers to take a seat and socialize for as long as possible. Wearily I hopped into the seat right next to Riku, my best friend, and Kairi, my sister.

"Hey, sloth," Kairi said, obviously meaning me. For, as everyone knew, I was the one who didn't really enjoy being physical; I'd rather sit and listen to Marluxia ramble on about each individual point in history. I'd much rather do one of Vexen's stupid experiments than run a mile. Nevertheless, I had to do strenuous labor to get an A, or face Mom and Dad's wrath.

"Yo, Riku," I said. "And you, sis…" Kairi giggled.

"You're so down-to-earth, it's not even funny. Stop saying, 'yo.' Instead, how 'bout, 'Hey there, hoochie mama.'" Riku's face grew extremely red. "Uh…um…"

"Everybody!" Saїx called out. "Time's up! Get back on the floor and give me 30! Chop chop!"

As soon as everyone was getting worn out by their own arms, Saїx began to walk around the large gymnasium. He stopped by me, and I only noticed him when he said my name.

"Sora."

"Ugh…yeah?"

"You know what today is, right?"

"…No…"

"Today's the day we humiliate Larxene's class beyond compare." Saїx's eyes were alight. But how could I have forgotten about the baseball game we had all been looking forward to? The game where my class's team would prove that we were the best team at the school, and get a chance to face off against the teachers.

"Oh, yeah! Of course! I'm right field, right?"

Saїx smiled. "As always." He walked away, and I sighed. Today was going to be great, I just knew it. Larxene's class wouldn't stand a chance against us.

After about another minute, Saїx whistled shrilly. The noise almost made you think that a girl was screaming far away. "Alright, we're done. Now, those on the team may go change into the uniform. All those who are spectating can head up to the bleachers." About ¾ of the class went outside chatting. The rest of us began to head into the locker room.

From the next gym over came Larxene, decked out in joggers and barely even a bra. She was a woman who looked good with a partial six-pack and a beautiful tan. As she passed Saїx, her goldenrod hair seemed to be at odds with his midnight blue hair. "See you at the Field of Defeat," she said with a grin. Eyes closed, she strolled out the door with ¾ of her class following her.

"I've never liked her," Tidus whispered in my ear. "Seems a bit too pompous for my tastes."

"Who cares if she's pompous?" Roxas, my big brother, said with a huge grin. "She's one helluva looker, and that's enough for me." The team burst into laughter as we entered and got dressed in the uniform.

Next to me, Riku said, "You playing right again, I hope?"

"Yeah." I smiled. "And you're Mr. Center if there ever was one." I got a light punch on the shoulder for that one. Riku laughed. "Shaddup."

It didn't take long for us to get our stuff on and head up to the Field of Defeat.

It's called the Field of Defeat for a really good reason. About 7 years back, our school's ultimate team didn't beat the teachers, but did get into the tournament. The tournament is only for the best. The first game of the tournament was played here: Us vs. Oblivion Junior High. We were the projected winners.

First inning, we got no runs; they got 5. Next inning, they got 3. Our defense was abhorrent, and our offense was even worse. We eventually lost by over 20 points, without scoring even one. From then on it was known as the Field of Defeat.

In the dugout was our team's captain, a guy by the name of Samcyxk. He acts all high-and-mighty, but I guess he kinda deserved it. The dude gets A's in all his classes, has a great sense of leadership, and is just a kickass baseball player.

"Alright. Larxene's team is based on offense. Has only a mediocre defense, but they're enough to stop others; offense is powerful enough to break through an average team's defense. Question is…

"Are we your average team?!"

"NO!" was the resounding answer. With a smug smile, he turned on his heel to go out with the other team's captain.

Coach Saїx and Coach Larxene stood on the pitcher's mound as Samcyxk and Tifa, the other team's captain, came out. There was a coin in Larxene's hands. Tifa called out, "Tails!" Larxene flipped. It landed on tails, so the opposing team had the ball first. I put on my glove. "C'mon. Let's show them what we're made of."

Our defense poured onto the field. We were ready to give it everything we had to win. As sweat rolled down my forehead, I couldn't help but smile about my shaking knees and rapidly-beating heart.

Later on

It all came down to this last pitch. Our team was ahead 5-3, and Larxene's team had 2 outs. Coach Saїx's eyes danced with both suspense and joy. It was apparent he was enjoying himself quite immensely. I couldn't say I didn't enjoy it either. We were one out away from the unbeaten teachers!

Tifa was up, and she had already hit two homeruns. She got into her stance as Samcyxk lined up for the pitch. "Swing, batta batta, swing." He threw the ball…

…And Tifa, being the beast she was, crushed it. Unfortunately for her, it went up. My head wanted to swarm, but I had to wait until the ball was caught. It flew in-between second base and center field. Roxas backed up as Riku inched forward. Then something weird happened.

It was as if the ball had gained a thousand extra pounds. It plummeted back down to the earth at a great velocity. When I saw big bro might have a bit of trouble, I did the same as Riku; come forward.

My brother jumped backwards, catching the ball; but it came out. I don't know if Riku was thinking or not when he lunged forward. He swatted, trying to get the ball; it ended up bouncing off of Roxas' stomach. Now, Riku caught my brother before he slammed into the turf. The ball was above the two.

That was when I sprinted towards it. I said a silent, quick prayer before leaping for the ball. Stretching out the glove, I realized it wouldn't reach. I had only a second to think; and I did. I did. I ripped the glove off to give myself another 6 inches. That was what I needed. I was pulled to the ground, sure, but the ball stayed in my glove. We had won!

There were screams of delight as Saїx's class began to party. Even Saїx himself yelled, "Hell yeah!"

We all headed back down to the locker room. As Saїx had said, "No champagne until all of you get dressed again."

Riku and I both had lockers right next to each other, and we were both ecstatic. "That was awesome!" Samcyxk called. "Everyone's gonna remember that play for eternity!" There was whooping all over the room.

Samcyxk came over to us. He was sweaty, but looked like he had just slept. Not one sign of breathlessness, not one bit of red on his cheeks. "Sora! You played even better than Ichiro in that game. Right on!" He slapped my back, grinning with radiating delight.

"Yeah, that was freakin' amazing, what you did," Riku said. "I was on my stomach, but I saw what you did. You're insane, you know that?"

Taking off my shirt, I threw it to the ground. "Dude, what were you thinking, going after that ball?"

Riku took his shirt, stuffed it in his locker, and pulled his regular shirt out. "I guess I wasn't thinking. All I wanted to do was make sure the ball got caught. That sure was one weird play."

"You're telling me, Ri-WAAAAAHHHH!" Being the klutz that I am, I tripped over my own shirt. With a short wail, I began to fall forward.

"Hold on, Sora! I've got you!" It was Riku's voice.

But he never did help me. My eyes were closed, but I managed to grab something. At that moment, it seemed that all the air had been swept out of the room. Without really thinking, I squeezed what I had caught onto to see if it was sturdy. It felt…I dunno…weird. I opened my eyes. I was looking at Riku, but his head was higher off the ground than usual; his face was tomato-red.

Looking down, I could barely keep from screaming. I had grabbed Riku's crotch.

Notes from author:

Samcyxk – One of my Organization XIII OC's. Learn more about him in my fanfic "The Foundation" as it progresses

Age – Pretend all the students are around the 14-15 age range; teachers are the ages they look

Ichiro – Ichiro Suzuki, right fielder for the Seattle Mariners. Considered one of the best ever to play the position