Yesterday I died; Today I live Again, Tomorrow I Find Love 7

[terran empire]

Disclaimer this fic is original and holds no intentional relation to full metal panic or any other anime all the characters are fictional however the locations are a mix of real and imaginary it is intended to be part adventure part love comedy, part romance, and part science fiction Chii…toes hay is any one alts hungry?
Yesterday I Died, Today I live Again, Tomorrow I Find Love
Episode seven: the newly weds at school

“So Tye.”
"Details Buddy we want details.”
“And spare us nothing!!”
"Yah blue boy we want it all."
Ah PE good oh (that was sarcasum). How I dread physical Education. As I said I was only good at kendo and fencing, both of which I ranked at the bottom of my class. But of all the things I wreaked at. This was my worst.
And baseball was the bane of my existence
I'll give you two guesses what today’s' PE class was.
Today there were two reasons I dreaded P E the first baseball, second PE doubled as one of the schools gossip zones (along with lunch, audio video class and between class breaks) and so I ended up having to quell questions I had no answers for.
“What are you guys talking about? Details about what? Food poisoning? What do you want to know? How it felt to have my stomach pumped?”
It was a Liam excuse but I knew I d be locked up for the truth.
“Yah right and what about Erika? I saw you two come in together.”
“She was worried about me and showed up at my door this morning. So I offered her a ride”
“Yah I’ll bet you did”
“And that is supposed to mean?”
“Uh ha and you had no idea the that she was also absent that whole week?”
“She was? What a Strange coincidence”
I d like to thank the academy…
“Hay Strike Out your up.”
Oh did I forget to mention the third reason I dread PE? Coach Freedman, she gets a kick out of the pet name she made up for me.
“Hay Strike Out be careful not to hurt some one remember the ball is supposed to fly not the bat.”
Right then I could think of something I d like to make go flying.
I took my position at the plate gripped the bat and took a deep breath.

Normally I'd swing and missed usually earning my hated pet name, but this time the ball seemed to fly at low speed so I swung when it seemed right. I hit the ball out of the field.
The coach was on her feet and most of the classes’ jaws were to.
“Well what do you know I hit it?”
“No way”
“A Lucky shot”
“One in a million”
“STRIKE OUT DOE THAT AGAIN!”
The coach ordered me to take a repeat turn at bat.
The pitcher was told to give me the most powerful through he had a pitch every one called the cruse missile.
I took a breath and nodded for the pitch.
The ball seemed even slower to me then the first one, it was actually the fastest pitch he had ever given .
When the ball was in range of the sweet spot I swung, the bat shattered the ball ripped and flew away. That ball was later found in the next town. And I was never referred to as "Strike Out" again.
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I was still carving a path of destruction. So far I had trashed two notebooks broken a pen, three pencils, three baseballs, one bat, a pad lock and oh yah a pencil sharpener. I put a dent in my locker’s door and you don’t want to know about the men’s room stall door, All that before lunch. Basically I won the cluts of the day award. In all my Monday was terrible but I would not give up as the only way to regain control of my strength was to work on it and never give up, and when it was bad Erika was there, huh we had only known each other for four days yet it was like forever. Man am I love sick or what?
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At lunch I had less trouble then my previous meals as I Grabbed finger foods.
“Hay Erika over here come and join us.”
Yep my lunch buddies were going full swing but then again they missed their straight man. This was going to be fun.
“So Erika tell us did you and Tye play ball?”
Ah the innuendo, Care of Sean.
“Well I would have except the coach says I need to get some gym cloths as my bloomers are not appropriate according to the dress code. But Tye got a home run.”
Every one had a giggle at Erika’s naïveté. Looks like my position as straight man was in danger.
“Speaking of cloths every time I see you, you have the same uniform on.”
“Yah he is right.”
Come to think of it she wore that uniform on Saturday and Sunday to but she did wash it.
“Well you see all my stuff got lost by the air lines well I was flying here and the only cloths I have were in my carry on.”
“Well then it looks like a shopping trip is in order.”
“Tye will you please take me shopping? Pretty please.”
“Why me?”
“Because I like your taste and I need a male point of view when, I buy my new swim suit.”
She said with a slight blush in her cheeks. I felt an elbow in my ribs.
“Tye you lucky dog are you sure there is nothing going on?”
“At this point Sean I am not sure of any thing.”
to be continued>>>>>>>>>>>

[Sgt. Sagara Sousuke]

Hehehe

Strike out...

[terran empire]

Hehehe

Strike out...

i am so going to hurt you
first i will
then
and if that don't work

[Sgt. Sagara Sousuke]

Hm... His 'slow-mo' ability is growing by the minute? Very fast...

But then, normal movement will seem v. slow to him. Like when someone talks to him, it'll sound retarded...

[terran empire]

Hm... His 'slow-mo' ability is growing by the minute? Very fast...

But then, normal movement will seem v. slow to him. Like when someone talks to him, it'll sound retarded...

no it would require adrenalin
stmulated by say an annoying coach that reminds me
*hits SSS over the head with a baseball bat*
thats it i am spent
on this chap