Disclaimer:
I don't own any of the Slam Dunk characters, and the selection is based on the Slam Dunk All Stars Team, though I took some liberty in exchanging and excluding some of the members... please do not take this as an offense or insult to the characters.
Prologue:
Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away… © (sorry Star Wars Enterprise)
There was a tiny planet called Slam Dunk, and its capital was called Kanagawa.
The planet was puny, extremely undersized, and housed probably only 500 or so inhabitants. And to make it worse, almost half of it was covered with ocean.
There was also something very peculiar on this planet, and that was the men outnumbered the women almost 10 to 2.
In a café sat 4 people, all male.
One was more rotund and older than the others, and one was almost a-third of the age of the rest.
"So, the Inter-Galactic is coming up." Said one of them, his face was wrinkly, more so than his age should be, drinking his coke from a straw.
"Yes. Ho ho ho."
"Moichi and I were thinking," continued one guy with a paper fan, "since none of our team alone will be good enough to win the Intergalactic game," he bat his fan, "maybe we should come up with a joint team."
The younger one's eyes brightened up, "I think that is a good idea!" He blinked as his long lashes fluttered.
"Ho ho ho," said the rotund one, "Why not, it is good that our teams work together for once, instead of against each other."
"So, who do we take?"
"I want him in the center." said the one with a wrinkly face.
"And him as a shooting guard."
All nodded.
"Him and him….you simply can't form a team without those two…." The wrinkled face counted with his fingers.
"Ho ho ho."
"He would be a good back-up center." said the guy with the fan.
"But he left basketball a long time ago. He had now become a sushi chef." Shook the head of the wrinkled face.
"How about him?" the younger one now asked, "He is probably not as big and as intimidating as the one you just mentioned, but he is good too." The younger one was now beaming with pride.
"Yeah, let's take him."
"He will be a good back-up shooting guard…"
"Ho ho ho."
"There is no discussion on Point Guard, it has to be him." said the guy with the fan.
"And who will be the back-up?" asked the younger one.
"You." replied the one with the fan firmly.
"Me?" already large eyes widened, "but I'm the coach!"
"Cut it Fujima," said the guy with the wrinkled face with a fierce expression, "We already have three coaches here, and all of us are more experience than you!"
The coach called Fujima could only agree silently, though his eyes showed defiant.
"And, who will be the back-up as the small forward?"
Then came a moment of silent.
"What about him?" fan opened again, and started batting, "he is not as big as the others, but he can jump high."
"A bit cocky if you asked me."
"Well, it is not like we are short of problem children in this team, what would one more make?"
"You are right on that."
"And the back-up for power forward?"
"I was going to suggest him, but he is still in rehabilitation due to his back injury."
"And him?"
"No, his skills are not yet on the Inter-galactic level…" shooked the wrinked face.
"What do you think, Anzai-sensei?"
"Ho ho ho, why not we just take him then? Though he is still recovering, entering the Inter-galactic will definitely provide him with much needed experience."
The other three nodded in unison.
"So, who will prepare the invitation letter?"
All three of them looked at the youngest one.
"Alright, alright," Fujima raised his hands in defeat, "I will do it, and all four of us will sign."