Disclaimer: Slam Dunk does not belong to me. This is my first SD fanfic. Please R+R!
Take the Chance
"Don't you think it's about time, Kiyota?", a small voice in my head asked me.
No, I can't tell him. Not now, not ever.
It's hard to pinpoint when exactly did I begin to feel this way. Maybe it was when I joined the team at the start of the school year, maybe it was when we were having our daily practice sessions, maybe it was when we were fighting against Shohoku.
It doesn't matter. All I know is that I care for him so much.
Even if he is a boy.
"Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright..."
It is the Christmas season once again. The wonderful time of year, when snow starts falling again, when chestnuts are roasted in an open fire.
Call me crazy, call me a fool. I guess I'm just a hopeless romantic. Hoping to spend my Christmas with him. But I can't do it. I can't bring myself to tell him that I love him more than anything else in the world.
That he is the only reason for my existence.
Maki-sempai, I would give up my life if it meant a chance with you...
"Okay guys, we have to practice some more! The IH is just less than three weeks away!", Maki bellowed out to the team.
I could only run with him. I could only go as far as to be his teammate. I'd rather stay this way than risk losing him forever.
It's not fair! Maybe if we were born in different circumstances, then maybe I could tell him how I really feel.
But the only thing that I can do is to bear the pain and the hurt inside.
Isn't Christmas supposed to be joyful?
"Kiyota-kun, I've been hearing comments from your senseis lately."
"What kind of comments, Maki-sempai?"
"That you're always spaced out, staring into nothing. You've been awfully quiet lately, far from the Kiyota that we're all used to."
"I'm sorry, sempai... It's just that... I've got things on my mind..."
"Are you all right? I'm always here for you, you know..."
I stare into his deep brown eyes, frantically searching for a sign, hoping against hope.
His voice radiated genuine concern.
But could that concern extend into real love?
I just sit there, motionless, helpless.
He looks into my eyes with his penetrating ones. His eyes, which wield such power over me...
Should I take the chance?
Should I listen to my inner self and finally tell him how I feel?
It's now or never.
"Maki-sempai, I..."
Silence.
"...I just want to tell you that I love you."
I look down in shame, afraid that he would be disgusted with me. That he would reject me. Afraid that I'd lost him forever.
It took me by surprise when I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me.
It gave me an even bigger surprise when I felt warm lips engulf mine, lips that communicated far more than what words could say.
I burst into tears when I realized that it is Maki-sempai who did it all to me.
"Daijobu, Nobu-kun... I was afraid to show you how I truly feel..."
I felt him kiss my tears away.
"Arigato, Maki-sempai..."
Christmas is indeed going to be wonderful, after all.
Take the Chance
"Don't you think it's about time, Kiyota?", a small voice in my head asked me.
No, I can't tell him. Not now, not ever.
It's hard to pinpoint when exactly did I begin to feel this way. Maybe it was when I joined the team at the start of the school year, maybe it was when we were having our daily practice sessions, maybe it was when we were fighting against Shohoku.
It doesn't matter. All I know is that I care for him so much.
Even if he is a boy.
"Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright..."
It is the Christmas season once again. The wonderful time of year, when snow starts falling again, when chestnuts are roasted in an open fire.
Call me crazy, call me a fool. I guess I'm just a hopeless romantic. Hoping to spend my Christmas with him. But I can't do it. I can't bring myself to tell him that I love him more than anything else in the world.
That he is the only reason for my existence.
Maki-sempai, I would give up my life if it meant a chance with you...
"Okay guys, we have to practice some more! The IH is just less than three weeks away!", Maki bellowed out to the team.
I could only run with him. I could only go as far as to be his teammate. I'd rather stay this way than risk losing him forever.
It's not fair! Maybe if we were born in different circumstances, then maybe I could tell him how I really feel.
But the only thing that I can do is to bear the pain and the hurt inside.
Isn't Christmas supposed to be joyful?
"Kiyota-kun, I've been hearing comments from your senseis lately."
"What kind of comments, Maki-sempai?"
"That you're always spaced out, staring into nothing. You've been awfully quiet lately, far from the Kiyota that we're all used to."
"I'm sorry, sempai... It's just that... I've got things on my mind..."
"Are you all right? I'm always here for you, you know..."
I stare into his deep brown eyes, frantically searching for a sign, hoping against hope.
His voice radiated genuine concern.
But could that concern extend into real love?
I just sit there, motionless, helpless.
He looks into my eyes with his penetrating ones. His eyes, which wield such power over me...
Should I take the chance?
Should I listen to my inner self and finally tell him how I feel?
It's now or never.
"Maki-sempai, I..."
Silence.
"...I just want to tell you that I love you."
I look down in shame, afraid that he would be disgusted with me. That he would reject me. Afraid that I'd lost him forever.
It took me by surprise when I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me.
It gave me an even bigger surprise when I felt warm lips engulf mine, lips that communicated far more than what words could say.
I burst into tears when I realized that it is Maki-sempai who did it all to me.
"Daijobu, Nobu-kun... I was afraid to show you how I truly feel..."
I felt him kiss my tears away.
"Arigato, Maki-sempai..."
Christmas is indeed going to be wonderful, after all.