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Very sad thing.
A/N: Okay this was supposed to be an angsty death fic but somehow it turned out. not an angsty death fic, maybe in later chapters I'll make it sadder. Anyway REVIEW!!
CHAPTER 1
Two tall figures, silhouetted in the red blaze of a setting sun, cuddled up cutely on the empty beach, looking out into the horizon. One was locked in the other's embrace, his head leaning back onto the bigger man's shoulder. It was a charming sight. They seemed to be inhaling the splendor of the world, comforted and totally satisfied by each other's company and simply basking in the warmth of the sunset.
" Kaede."
"Hmm"
"Are you awake?"
"Hmmm"
"You don't look awake."
"Hm."
"You're eyes are closed!"
"Hn."
"I can see them closed!"
"Hmn."
"Grunting and muttering incoherently doesn't mean you're awake, Kaede!"
".baka."
The taller one grinned from ear-to-ear upon actually getting a response from his stoic companion. "I knew you were awake!" he crowed joyfully.
Rukawa Kaede glared at his friend/pillow, debating whether or not to launch into a full-fledged argument with him or just retreat back to the happy dreamland from whence he came.
"We need to talk about our relationship, Kaede" the man said in a more serious tone.
-Okaaaay.retreating into dreamland. Now.- Kaede thought, automatically shutting his eyes.
"Kaede!!!!! don't go back to sleep! Kaede!!!!" reverting back into the high- pitched wailing, the man-- otherwise known as the Ryonan basketball team's ace Sendoh Akira-- took advantage of his bigger build to trap his Kaede tighter in his muscular arms. "Kaede!!!!" he wailed again.
-Okaaaaay.Retreat into dreamland impossible now that eardrums are not functioning. Dammit, why did I have to fall in love with a whiner?- Rukawa screwed his eyes shut tighter and tried to wrench out of Sendoh's hold.
"Kaede!!!!!!"
-God save my ears.-
"What?" Kaede said sullenly, trying in vain to squeeze out of the rather constricting bind.-Get the hint, idiot. I am a typical male, complete with commitment-phobic genes and inborn panic buttons that unavoidably go off at the words 'talk' and 'relationship'.-
"Well.I want you to make me a promise.it has to do with our relationship." Sendoh said awkwardly, his grasp not yielding one bit. "And I'm not letting you go till you agree to what I have to say." He added in his most stubborn tone.
"Hm." Rukawa said,- He IS stronger than me and he won't let go until he wants to, might as well listen to him- was Rukawa's thought as he tried to prepare himself for an ordeal worse than watching his cheerleaders attempt to dance in rhythm with his dribbling.he had to talk.about relationships.
"Kaede!"
"Gnh?"
"Don't go back to grunting!"
"Fine. Whatever."
"Say yes."
"To what?"
"My promise"
"Which promise?"
"The one you are about to say yes to."
"You are not making sense." Rukawa told his boyfriend, testing the arms around him for a weak spot. None, dammit, the guy was too brawny for his own good.
"I can't tell you what the promise is till you say yes." Akira explained to him simply, throwing him a charming smile for good measure.
"That's dumb. What the hell has this got to do with our relationship?" Kaede mentally counted the words. -13 words, okay that was a mouthful.Hmm, that stupid idiot has infected me with his chattiness.
"I'll explain that after you say yes."
"I know it's strange but please.pretty please with basketballs on top?"
"C'mon Kaede, do it for me?"
-Okay Akira's face is taking on that I'm-desperate-and-going-to-get-dirty look. Prepare yourself for 'the ultimate guilt card' in 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1... Huston we have lift off-
"Kaede.I guess you don't love me anymore." Akira said suddenly in a defeated voice. He released his iron-like hold on Kaede. " I mean I thought we had something special but I guess since you won't even agree to do this teensy weensy little favor for me, you never really cared about me? Did you?"
-Dammit he's going to far this time- Kaede thought fiercely, trying to cross his arms in front of his chest and avoid his boyfriend's gaze.
" I mean you would think that after all that we've been through you would be more trusting. huh Kaede?" Akira's tone went sly and Kaede mentally prepared himself for anything.
Akira continued to rant "Remember Mitsui's party? Fujima had this huge crush on you and he got you drunk and when I found you, you were with him half naked in the bushes behind the house and he was drooling all over you!! Literally! He was suffering from severe blood loss because of his nosebleeds already! But I didn't question you when you said you had a pissing contest and he accidentally tore your shirt off, do you know why? Because I TRUST you---"
---after 25 very long and painful minutes---
"Stop.please stop." Kaede muttered into the sand, where he had buried his face in an effort to drown out Akira's voice.
Akira smirked at his tortured boyfriend. "C'mon Kaede." He wheedled "What harm could it do? It's just one tiny promise."
Kaede raised his head out from the sand and gazed into his boyfriend's big blue eyes. "I.I.' he stammered.
"Alright.you what?" Akira said expectantly, knowing that he had his boyfriend. Hook line and sinker.
"I..I.prom---" Kaede looked as if he had a porcupine stuck in his throat.
"You can do it Kaede, just two words, that's all I'm asking" Akira was already doing a victory dance in his head. "Or do you want another recap of all the reasons why you should trust me?"
"I promise!!!" Kaede said with feeling.
"Wahoo!" Akira screamed, tackling Kaede onto the sand and hugging him mercilessly and laughing, but there was an odd gleam in Akira's eye that made Kaede plenty worried.
"Now will you tell me what I just promised?" Kaede asked his ecstatic boyfriend.
"You promised to choose." Akira said in a strange voice. An emotional voice.
"Choose what?"
"You, Kaede Rukawa, just promised me, Sendoh Akira, that you would choose between love and basketball." Akira pronounced this with a thin smile on his lips.
"Excuse me." Kaede's tone dropped to an icy whisper. "Are you joking?"
-Basketball and love? What the hell was that supposed to mean? He couldn't be saying that.he had to choose? Between Akira and basketball? No Akira couldn't be that cruel.he wouldn't make me choose, he knows how much I love basketball. Right?-
"No. In fact I'm dead serious." And as if to prove his point, Akira's normally carefree face lost it's smile and he looked at Kaede intensely gripping his slender hand. "I don't like being second place in your heart and I'm tired of having to compete with an orange ball for your attention."
"It's basketball or me, Kaede."
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A/N :Well whaddya think?
A/N: Okay this was supposed to be an angsty death fic but somehow it turned out. not an angsty death fic, maybe in later chapters I'll make it sadder. Anyway REVIEW!!
CHAPTER 1
Two tall figures, silhouetted in the red blaze of a setting sun, cuddled up cutely on the empty beach, looking out into the horizon. One was locked in the other's embrace, his head leaning back onto the bigger man's shoulder. It was a charming sight. They seemed to be inhaling the splendor of the world, comforted and totally satisfied by each other's company and simply basking in the warmth of the sunset.
" Kaede."
"Hmm"
"Are you awake?"
"Hmmm"
"You don't look awake."
"Hm."
"You're eyes are closed!"
"Hn."
"I can see them closed!"
"Hmn."
"Grunting and muttering incoherently doesn't mean you're awake, Kaede!"
".baka."
The taller one grinned from ear-to-ear upon actually getting a response from his stoic companion. "I knew you were awake!" he crowed joyfully.
Rukawa Kaede glared at his friend/pillow, debating whether or not to launch into a full-fledged argument with him or just retreat back to the happy dreamland from whence he came.
"We need to talk about our relationship, Kaede" the man said in a more serious tone.
-Okaaaay.retreating into dreamland. Now.- Kaede thought, automatically shutting his eyes.
"Kaede!!!!! don't go back to sleep! Kaede!!!!" reverting back into the high- pitched wailing, the man-- otherwise known as the Ryonan basketball team's ace Sendoh Akira-- took advantage of his bigger build to trap his Kaede tighter in his muscular arms. "Kaede!!!!" he wailed again.
-Okaaaaay.Retreat into dreamland impossible now that eardrums are not functioning. Dammit, why did I have to fall in love with a whiner?- Rukawa screwed his eyes shut tighter and tried to wrench out of Sendoh's hold.
"Kaede!!!!!!"
-God save my ears.-
"What?" Kaede said sullenly, trying in vain to squeeze out of the rather constricting bind.-Get the hint, idiot. I am a typical male, complete with commitment-phobic genes and inborn panic buttons that unavoidably go off at the words 'talk' and 'relationship'.-
"Well.I want you to make me a promise.it has to do with our relationship." Sendoh said awkwardly, his grasp not yielding one bit. "And I'm not letting you go till you agree to what I have to say." He added in his most stubborn tone.
"Hm." Rukawa said,- He IS stronger than me and he won't let go until he wants to, might as well listen to him- was Rukawa's thought as he tried to prepare himself for an ordeal worse than watching his cheerleaders attempt to dance in rhythm with his dribbling.he had to talk.about relationships.
"Kaede!"
"Gnh?"
"Don't go back to grunting!"
"Fine. Whatever."
"Say yes."
"To what?"
"My promise"
"Which promise?"
"The one you are about to say yes to."
"You are not making sense." Rukawa told his boyfriend, testing the arms around him for a weak spot. None, dammit, the guy was too brawny for his own good.
"I can't tell you what the promise is till you say yes." Akira explained to him simply, throwing him a charming smile for good measure.
"That's dumb. What the hell has this got to do with our relationship?" Kaede mentally counted the words. -13 words, okay that was a mouthful.Hmm, that stupid idiot has infected me with his chattiness.
"I'll explain that after you say yes."
"I know it's strange but please.pretty please with basketballs on top?"
"C'mon Kaede, do it for me?"
-Okay Akira's face is taking on that I'm-desperate-and-going-to-get-dirty look. Prepare yourself for 'the ultimate guilt card' in 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1... Huston we have lift off-
"Kaede.I guess you don't love me anymore." Akira said suddenly in a defeated voice. He released his iron-like hold on Kaede. " I mean I thought we had something special but I guess since you won't even agree to do this teensy weensy little favor for me, you never really cared about me? Did you?"
-Dammit he's going to far this time- Kaede thought fiercely, trying to cross his arms in front of his chest and avoid his boyfriend's gaze.
" I mean you would think that after all that we've been through you would be more trusting. huh Kaede?" Akira's tone went sly and Kaede mentally prepared himself for anything.
Akira continued to rant "Remember Mitsui's party? Fujima had this huge crush on you and he got you drunk and when I found you, you were with him half naked in the bushes behind the house and he was drooling all over you!! Literally! He was suffering from severe blood loss because of his nosebleeds already! But I didn't question you when you said you had a pissing contest and he accidentally tore your shirt off, do you know why? Because I TRUST you---"
---after 25 very long and painful minutes---
"Stop.please stop." Kaede muttered into the sand, where he had buried his face in an effort to drown out Akira's voice.
Akira smirked at his tortured boyfriend. "C'mon Kaede." He wheedled "What harm could it do? It's just one tiny promise."
Kaede raised his head out from the sand and gazed into his boyfriend's big blue eyes. "I.I.' he stammered.
"Alright.you what?" Akira said expectantly, knowing that he had his boyfriend. Hook line and sinker.
"I..I.prom---" Kaede looked as if he had a porcupine stuck in his throat.
"You can do it Kaede, just two words, that's all I'm asking" Akira was already doing a victory dance in his head. "Or do you want another recap of all the reasons why you should trust me?"
"I promise!!!" Kaede said with feeling.
"Wahoo!" Akira screamed, tackling Kaede onto the sand and hugging him mercilessly and laughing, but there was an odd gleam in Akira's eye that made Kaede plenty worried.
"Now will you tell me what I just promised?" Kaede asked his ecstatic boyfriend.
"You promised to choose." Akira said in a strange voice. An emotional voice.
"Choose what?"
"You, Kaede Rukawa, just promised me, Sendoh Akira, that you would choose between love and basketball." Akira pronounced this with a thin smile on his lips.
"Excuse me." Kaede's tone dropped to an icy whisper. "Are you joking?"
-Basketball and love? What the hell was that supposed to mean? He couldn't be saying that.he had to choose? Between Akira and basketball? No Akira couldn't be that cruel.he wouldn't make me choose, he knows how much I love basketball. Right?-
"No. In fact I'm dead serious." And as if to prove his point, Akira's normally carefree face lost it's smile and he looked at Kaede intensely gripping his slender hand. "I don't like being second place in your heart and I'm tired of having to compete with an orange ball for your attention."
"It's basketball or me, Kaede."
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A/N :Well whaddya think?
