Disclaimer: Slam Dunk and its characters don't belong to me. Takehiko Inoue-sama does.

Konnichiwa! New fic here! I cannot complete my other fics since other stories come into my mind.

RAIN, RAIN; PLEASE DON'T GO AWAY

Chapter 1

Kogure sighed as he stared outside his window. Yare yare, today's weather is not fine. The sun is not shining and the sky is dark. It might rain. He dried his hair with his towel and headed towards his closet to get his school uniform. He put it on and combed his hair. He fixed his bag and went out of his room. When he was about to go out, he bade his mother goodbye.

"Okkasan, I'm going to school now."

"Matte, Min-kun."

"What is it, okkasan?"

She handed him a black folding umbrella.

"What is this"

"An umbrella. You better bring one. The weather forecast predicted that it might rain."

Kogure stared at the umbrella. It looks small for an umbrella. Maybe I'm just used to parasols. He put the folding umbrella in his bag.

"Arigatou, okkasan. Sayonara."

"Sayonara."

Kogure went out of their house and waited for the bus. The bus arrived and he went aboard. A few minutes later, he arrived at his destination. He went down and started walking towards Shohoku High. Then, the rain started to fall. Kogure hurriedly fished for the folding umbrella in his bag. He opened it and smiled. It can accommodate two people though it looks small. The heavy rain continued pattering. He started walking when he saw someone familiar dashing in the rain.

"Hisashi-kun"

The guy stopped and looked at him. He smiled at him and rushed towards his friend.

"Hey, Min-kun"

"Come on. Share with me my umbrella. You might get sick."

Mitsui went under the umbrella. He playfully punched his friend's arm.

"You bastard! Why did you bring a damn umbrella"

"Okkasan made me bring one. She said it might rain."

"Shimata, it already rained."

Kogure laughed. They walked towards their school. Mitsui stared at him for a long time. Kogure could feel that his friend is staring too long.

"Is something wrong"

"Nothing."

Mitsui averted his gaze at their way. Kogure could feel his cheeks burning. When they reached the corridors, Kogure closed the umbrella. He noticed Mitsui's shivering lips. Kogure opened his bag and brought out a small towel. He wiped Mitsui's hair, face, neck, and arms. Mitsui watched Kogure's silky movements. A smile was formed on Mitsui's lips.

"Arigatou, Min-kun."

"That's nothing."

"You're so kind to me."

"You're my friend."

"I can still remember the day that I hit you."

"Forget that, Hisashi-kun."

Suddenly, Mitsui sneezed.

"Ooopps."

They both laughed as they walked towards their respective rooms.

After classes, Kogure headed towards his locker to keep some books that he will not read on that night. When he opened his locker, he saw an envelope. He opened the envelope and saw a letter. It was computerized. His face registers surprise as he read the letter. A blush lingered in his cheeks.

Min-kun Koishii,

I stare at you in a distance as you smile, talking happily. I look at your eyes so deep, becoming small as you smile. I listen to your voice that seems to be a melody of a sweet song. I watch your movements so silky, slowly hypnotizing me. One thing dawned upon me. You are so beautiful.

The ocean behind your eyes carries me to faraway distances. Your sweetness drowns me in a frenzy of this feeling. Your warmth removes the coldness of my soul. My feelings grow day by day, slowly consuming me.

The fire of desire to have you in my arms burns me. That fire hurts me. As days pass by, something grips my heart like a wrench, slowly breaking it into pieces.

I feel you everywhere. The wind that blows in my face reminds me of your gentleness. The bright rays that Hyperion emits me think of radiance within you. The brown falling leaves in the cold autumn are replicas of your deep brown eyes that tantalize me.

When you're hurt, I also feel pain. I cannot bear to see you in pain. It's as if I am slowly killing myself if you're hurt.

I love you so much; I want you to have the best in your life. To see you happy is like stepping in heaven. Seeing you smile is like I won ¥1,000,000 in a pachinko parlor. Hearing you laughing is like hearing a choir of angels singing a blissful hymn.

I will always love and I will not love anyone but you. I will never get tired of saying this over and over again.

The letter is not signed by anyone. Kogure blushed harder. Who could have made such a letter? He got no idea who could have formulated such a letter. It was his first time to receive a love letter. Whoever sent this letter doesn't want to be traced. He folded the letter and put it inside the envelope. He put the envelope in his bag. He closed his locker and looked at the wall clock. Oh no, I'm already late. He ran fast towards the gym.

Unknown to him, a pair of green eyes is watching him. The owner of those eyes followed him into the gym.

to be continued