Density

by Three AM

In response to the drabble number challege. RyoAya. "For a fast player, you're really slow."

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Density

Three AM

Tired as hell from practice, Miyagi slumped into the bench.  His number seven jersey was drenched in sweat.  And he smelled like a stinky horse.  He needed a shower.

"You can't."

He turned around.  As usual, he grinned stupidly, despite his exhaustion. 

"I can't what?"

"You can't take a shower yet.  Rest first before you do."

"I didn't know you can read minds, Ayako."  His eyes gleamed mischievously.

"I don't," she paused, "With everyone else anyway."

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, not quite sure what she meant.

She rolled her eyes.  "For a fast player, you're really slow."