Disclaimer: One Outs and Katekyo Hitman Reborn are manga works made by Shinobu Kaitani-sensei and Akira Amano-sensei, respectively. I'm going to take this plot as an account of my own, since Kawanaka and Miura have never met, and this is only a 'what-if' scenario that came from a stupid idea my muse gave to me.

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A White Elephant for an Ingrate: Chapter 5

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"Hahi... "

Haru sighed for the fifth time at the entrance lobby.

"Really, this is hopeless... They told me to wait here for them to pick me up - Tsuna-san's orders - and what time is it now? Where are Kyoko-chan and the others?"

The distressed brunette leaned down to take a glimpse of her wristwatch, only to feel disappointment to her friends who ditched her on her first visit after graduating her Master's in Italy. At least they should have the decency to call her - no, even a text message is better!

But she is standing there like a loon.

On the other hand, the ravenhead pitcher for the ex-champions who willingly stayed by her side even if she refused, had finally decided to get to know her better.

"Well, there are several things you haven't seen in Chiba yet. There's this restaurant I frequented in for their famous seafood meals. It would be better to check it out now, since I don't think your friends would be coming soon and we need to eat."

The woman stared at him warily until she processed her thoughts. "Hahi! Are you asking Haru out?!"

As an answer, Kawanaka pulled her right hand as he placed his lips at the back of her knuckles and proceeded to lead her to the exit.

Haru bit her lip, unsure of what really is happening in this change of air.

"But you told Haru we're not close."

"But I intend to be." Then, he flashed her a smile.

She flushed a shade of pink to her cheeks as she let him drag her.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

"Hey, Haru. Do you want to tell me who this person you speak highly of. You told me that this person and me have several similarities in one part or another, right? I want to meet him."

"Hahi?... " She suddenly panicked, trying to rack her mind of tricks of how to divert his attention away from that discussion.

"W - Well... uh... Ha - ha... That's a long story - "

"What are you doing?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Haru looked behind them to see the source of the new voice, only to see the person she least expected. In turn, her companion looked at the same direction.

The newcomer crossed his arms with a small unnoticeable twitch of his eyebrows. "I just lost track of you for four years, and that's the thing you have been doing? Thank you for being - "

"No! That's not it! I swear!"

Haru then exhaled as she move her arms on different angles. Finally setting her emotions, she faced the newcomer. "This is Junichi Kawanaka, one of the newest pitchers in Chiba Mariners."

"Another baseball herbivore, I see."

The brunette sighed and faced the other. "And this is the person we were talking about... Kyoya Hibari - "

She was suddenly pulled backwards as 'Kyoya' tucked her under his chin.

"And she's mine."

After a moment of silence, Kawanaka stood straightly with his brows furrowing.

"Excuse me, sir. To call a woman as 'yours' is discriminatory. She's not a property. I don't think it will work on everyone - "

"Really, Kyoya?... 'She's mine...' Just give me a especific reason why I should not postpone our day because of that statement?"

The newcomer just smirked as he kissed his wife's cheek, Haru blushed several shades of red. "Haru Miura's my fiance, and I wish no more to get this point across. If you still dare and lay your sweaty grubby hands, then I will subject to force you by biting you to death."

"Aww Kyoya, you don't have to be harsh on him. He has been patiently staying with me while we wait for someone to pick me up."

"Are you not that happy that your beloved was the one to be with you?"

"Eh?! Hahi, I was planning to surprise you."

"Change of plans, I surprised you, dear."

"That's not fair! But how did you know - ah, forget it. You have Hibird to report you Kyoko-chan and the others' plans. You must have did underhanded tactics for them not to arrive here, right Darling?"

The stunned Kawanaka stood as stiff as a cold block of ice as he pondered their words, and realisation struck him as he saw an amethyst engagement ring sitting on her left ringfinger. Then he finalised how hopeless he was when it comes to his lovelife. Seemed like the Haru Miura and his look-alike are white elephants who were gifted to him by fate as he was never accepting nor grateful to anything he has.

But then, a glimpse of the phrase 'set up the date yet' piqued his interest.

If they haven't set their marriage date up yet, then he still has a chance to fight for her attention.

"Then... "

The two lovebirds glanced to the other as he continued. "I still have a chance!"

It took two strides from the man for the brunette to realise what he was going to do. And she was surprised when he lifted her right hand to be kissed by the back of it.

"Haru Miura! Please accept my plea to ask your hand in courtship!... I want to express my feelings and intentions to marry you and love you forever."

Then, he looked at the icy blue eyes of the other man, now visibly showing signs of irritation discovering that he will have a competitive rival.

May the best one wins.

"Hahi!"

That next month, the rowdy and always noisy Mariners locker room had become absolutely silent.

Kawanaka had already sent his formal apology the week before, in which his teammates had understandfully and awkwardly accepted.

However, this new Kawanaka they couldn't figure out is the main reason of this deafening silence. His clothes' choice had been normal ever since (which stuns them the most, as he preferred suit and tie), but with a surprisingly vanilla scent (which had almost fried their brains out of proportion) and roses, their jaw dropped the 'C-bomb.'

"Hey... how do you court a woman?"

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Welp! What do you say?

I know this is very cheesy like those things you see in pizza and such, but this is what I can depict from Kawanaka's point of view...

Anyway, do you like it?