Hello people! Here I am again with my fic. But this time, I made it short. I really don't like to tire people with my fics. Tiring you with my first two fics is enough right? But this is a change. Mitsui is now the main character of this fic and not Rukawa. I dedicate this to my FRIEND MAX who really loved Mitsui no matter what. I knew she was the best Mitsui fan ever so I dedicate this to you Max. I hope you get to read this - My first ever sad fic. Find out if it would be tragic or festive. Please read and review. *





I stumble upon the road once again, seeing nothing but leaves on the floor. I look up

again in the sky. So clear and blue.Like her eyes.Looking at me once again. Once

again. Mizumi Yukino, the girl next door has always been on my mind. That pale girl.

I can't believe myself. I fell for her. Right on the hospital when I was still in Junior

High. On that hospital, I cursed everyone and everytime telling them that they were to

blame. To what happened to me. Then she went into my life with all the white roses

on my vase. Smiled at me but I didn't care. So what? She's just a whimp. But then we

became friends. After Kogure visited me that day, she went inside as well, she thought I

was sleeping. But I was just pretending, I just want to see what she's gonna do. And

bingo! White flowers, she's the person who always gave me white flowers - but I never

knew it was her. Then I asked her why. She was surprised with that. She blushed, she

thought I was sleeping. But I wasn't that warm to her, I was so cold. So cold. Then

she just smiled and opened the window as the sunlight reached her face. her pale face. All she said was "It reflects your personality, so white, so pure." then she left. After all

the ignoring I have done to her. She kept her poise and kept on befriending me, no

acceptance of defeat, of failure. She was unlike me. She was full of hope no matter

what. Maybe I liked her for that. But the happiness she gave me wasn't enough then, I

think. I cursed the world so much that I never noticed the beautiful things around

me.And her.



Then they came, those bikers and punks that I considered friends. I don't know why,

maybe because they let me make the depression fade by wrecking other people's lives.

Damn, that was good. It takes all the hard feeling away. Then and there I had the heart of

stone. Didn't care about anyone, anything or even nothing. Lied to my parents, made hell

out of people's lives, quit school, stopped life from running and closed my life from

basketball. And she was just there peeking at me. Whenever I see her looking at me, I get

depressed. She always give that frown on her face that I hated so much. It told me a

very clear message. "Stop that Mitsui. Come back." Shit, I hate it. She always have

that pity on her eyes. I never needed mercy from any people. I need mercy from no one,

no one. No one.



Then there was the Shohoku team. I wanted to destroy them but now. I am a part of it.

An ex-MVP playing with all of the persons I really hated. Coach Anzai, I never hated

him - he inspired me. People think he is the sole reason why I came back. but no, he

isn't. maybe basketball. I really love basketball but. Coach Anzai and my arousing

interest is not the real reason after all. The reason why is.