Not so Innocent YamamotoNot so Innocent Yamamoto by xXErukaXx
Yamamoto swung his bat and with a crack his ball was a home run. Cheers ran out as he ran through all four bases. The crowd chanted his name. His team ran over to him as he completed the round. He turned and he saw you cheering in the crowd. His face was beaming and he motioned for you to come over. You ran outta your seat into his embrace. Picking you up and twirling you around on the field before planting a kiss on your lips. Just then you woke up courtesy of your alarm.
You flailed around in bed when you realized it was a dream.
"STUPID CLOCK." You angrily glared at the device. It's red numbers seemed to mock you. Angrily you got of bed but your anger turned to shock when your foot touched the cold wood floor.
"Shoot...where's my slipper..."
You would spend time searching for your foote are but the smell of food was to much. With a quick screw this you dashed out to the kitchen and sat yourself down in one of the high chairs. If you weren't rushing you would have not