Friends
Standard disclamation applied to this story.
This is the NON-YAOI HanaRu story. I am interesting in the two very different characters inside SD. One is fire and one is ice. Are their mind as same as their exterior showed?
Chapter 1
I always wonder how a person can have such great different when he is playing basketball. It seems that he has nothing but only basketball. It seems that all his life is only for basketball. But how can a people be like this? Is it because the only thing he can find to support him and always stand with him is basketball? Basketball, however, is only a thing not a person.
I still remember the first time we met. He stood at the roof floor after fighting with the guys who target actually was me.
"Are you with them? Friends?" He asked.
I felt that he was nerves and tense when he saw us. I didn't know who he was but I saw the suppressed loneliness and helplessness hidden in the deepest of his eyes. Those just like mine in the past when my dad left me and my mum was too sad and sick. I wouldn¡¦t recover if not my best friends always standing with me and supporting me.
When I knew who he is, I just acted as if he is already my friend. I hit him by my powerful head, which I already do to my friends. I was success because after that powerful head-hit, I couldn¡¦t see any loneliness inside his eye but only the fire of anger. Those eyes seem alive.
Now during break, I see him again at his usual position. He stands at the corner of the gym leaning on the wall while eyes fix on the space, mutely and emotionlessly as usual. His arm is still bandaged. I don't know why, I can feel the loneliness deeply inside his heart although he wants to hide it.
I always do not miss any chance to tease him and make him angry. However, he tries to ignore me all the time today because of the talk we had before practice.
Flashback
"How's your arm?"
He stares at me without saying a word.
"Why did you sit in the park with your arm bleeding?"
"What do you want to know?" He tensed.
"I just want to help." I said.
"I am fine." He replied softly.
"You were fine? Don't lie to yourself."
His eyes widened. I could see some emotion flashed past. I look straight into his eyes. But he closes his eyes in order to hide the emotion.
"Tell me, Rukawa." I said, "I just want to help, otherwise, I won't..."
"I am fine." He muttered before I finished the sentence.
"Fine." I shouted and walked away.
End of flashback
I shouldn't walk away. I should insist to get the answer. I should know that he always acts like he doesn't care anything. He shrugs when he doesn't want to reply. He stares when he doesn't know how to reply. He closes his eyes when he is too tire to reply.
Everyone sees his cold façade and thinks his inside is as cold as outside. I see his cold façade too but I can see through to inside that darkness and helplessness deeply intervene his heart. People freeze when he stares at them but I shock because I feel nothing inside - not a little hint of alive.
This is already the 2nd term now, he plays basketball with us for more than 3 months but he still seldom talks to us. He still doesn't join our after-practice activities. Although he sometimes teaches the new members some basketball techniques, he doesn't change much at all. The new members are too scare of his cold appearance and they seldom talk to him. We, the old members, are used to his quiet and always leave him alone.
I look at his direction again. He doesn't move a centimeter nor change his pose. His eyes still contain nothing when he is standing alone at the corner. But he seems tired, tired to alive. What has happened to him?
I don't want to see people like the I was before. Living without any spirit. I want to support him. I want to be his friend. I want he can have at least a friend. I want to see the fire of live inside his eyes. I want him to survive just like I did.
--End of chapter 1--
This is mostly a Hanamachi's POV. I hope you like this chapter. Review please.