Author: Sakurai
Feedback: yes, please!
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Future profanities? No-beta (Please excuse any minor mistakes.)
Notes: "..." denotes speech '...' denotes thoughts
Disclaimer: All rights go to their respective owners. I claim nothing. Except this fic.
-And so it starts-
"Yasu! Training!" Akagi thundered out. Yasu hurried away from the benches and the girl he was talking to. Ryota nudged Mitsui in the ribs.
"Yasu got yelled at again? What is up with him these days?"
"Heck if I know..." Mitsui drawled, raising his hands to toss the ball. The basketball arced high and swished through the net. A perfect three-pointer.
"He is busy with his girlfriend I suppose..." Kogure said quietly, wiping his spectacles on his t-shirt. Ryota easily tripped on the perfectly smooth court. Sakuragi 'stonified'. Mitsui keeled over and almost died. Rukawa fell asleep. But again that was the norm for him. Nevertheless, one similar thought echoed in their mind.
'WHAT? Even Yasu have a girlfriend?! And I don't?!? What is THIS!?!'
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"Aya-chan..." Ryota sidled up to Ayako who was packing her stuff after practice.
"AreyoufreethisFridaynight?" Ryota burst out in a rush, his face painfully red.
"No she's not." Akagi butted in rudely. "Ayako, can you come over to my place to..."
Ryota deflated to a puddle of Ryota-goo on the floor.
"Erh? Where did he go? Anyway, we really need to go over the training schedule to prepare for the winter tournament and to also go over the logistics for this Saturday match against Ryonan..."Akagi continued on and on and on.
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Rukawa cycled down the street, music blaring from his earphones. Behind him was multitude of off tilt lamp posts, crashed cars and weird half squished objects. Then he fell asleep again.
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'This is utter ridiculous. How it is that such a hunk like me is still single when people like Yasu are actually attached? It is almost like my non smoking habit. Whatever, I'm digressing. I think it is really time for me to get attached too.' Mitsui mentally conversed with himself as he walked home.
'But to who? I don't know many girls apart from Ayako, Haruko, my classmates and the team tag along. Nanami? Nah. She is a ditz. Miki or Aki? They are too scary...'He went down the list. Virtually striking off every single girl in his class.
'Haruko? Actually...hmm... she is quite pretty, likes basketball too.' Mitsui did a quick visualization of himself walking down the streets with Haruko, hand in hand. 'Not bad...' He smirked to himself. Then in his mind a roaring Akagi burst out behind the chibi-Mitsui and pummelled him into a bloody splat on the floor. Mitsui instantly broke out in cold sweat.
'Haruko definitely NON-APPILCABLE. Ayako? Hmmm...Pretty? Yes. Intelligent? Yes. Basketball? Yes. Problems?' He thought for awhile.
'... Miyagi...' Dr T poked him in the mind and happily supplied. 'Ha! He will probably kill me if I go after Ayako. But again he already wants to kill me half the time. Hmmm... Now the only question is "Is Miyagi's displeasure worth Ayako?"'
"..." Mitsui stopped on the overhead bridge to look out towards the oncoming traffic. 'Ayako is pretty, smart and likes basketball. I mean, she loves basketball just as much as I do! And she is the right height too.' Mitsui did another quick visualization. 'And she is caring too, and isn't a pushover, look at the way she can bully Sakuragi into basics. She got a great smile, and her hair is nice. In fact the more I think about it the more I think she is perfect for me. She got to be the one for me. Honestly, I will kill myself if she chose Miyagi over me. Heheh, Ayako is such a babe. And in bonus I get to I get to irritate the hell out of Miyagi! This is just perfect! Yosha! This settles it! She is the one for me!'
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"We are pathetic." Miyagi trudged down the streets.
"I can't believe it. Even that twerp has a girlfriend?" Sakuragi continued morosely. "How can a genius like me lose to him?!"
Miyagi was too depressed to deflate Sakuragi's ego like he normally do.
"Agrh! Tomorrow! Tomorrow I'm going to kill Rukawa then ask Haruko out!" Sakuragi growled in frustration, almost tearing his hair out.
"Are you nuts?! You can't! The winter tournaments are coming! We need him! You better take care of your back rather than worry over your single status!" Miyagi lift his hands to scratch at his scalp.
"You ask Ayako out just now didn't you? So? Did she say yes?" Sakuragi countered back. 'Please say no!' Sakuragi send a silent prayer to above.
"No. She will be going to Akagi's house." Miyagi replied, tears gently streaming down his face.
"And you just let her go?" Sakuragi stroked his chest in relief. 'At least I'm not the only one single... ' Sakuragi envisioned the idea of Akagi with Ayako. He turned a virulent green and almost puked.
"You are right! I must do something!" Miyagi said, determined. "And you must ask Haruko out tomorrow too!"
"..." Sakuragi looked on in surprise at the suddenly decisive Miyagi. 'What!?! How am I going to ask her out?!?!?!?!'
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Kogure strolled home, lifting his face to inhale the warm salty sea breeze. "Ahh... It was a pretty good practice..." He sighed out. He would have to drop basketball soon to concentrate on his entrance examinations. A glint of silver at the corner of his eyes made him look over. Somebody was fishing at the pier. 'This is strange... normally people do not fish at this time...' Kogure lifted his hand to shade his eyes and squinted at the dark figure. 'Spiky hair? It must be Sendoh!' Kogure walk along the concrete pathway to greet him.
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"Hmm? Ah! Fish!" Sendoh exclaimed, roused out of his half-slumber by the tugging on his line. He stood quickly, reeling and slacking the line when needed respectively.
"Hmm... it is a big one! Hmm- -ARHG?! SHIT!!" Sendoh teetered on the edge of the jetty. He had taken a step back and skidded on the small discarded lemon rind. 'I must really be neater!' Sendoh thought ruefully. Then just as he got his footing once more, a pair of warm arms encircled his waist and jerked him back roughly. Sendoh yelped in surprise and let go of his fishing rod.
"AHHHHHH!!!! My rod..." Sendoh whimpered. "That was my favourite fishing rod!" Sendoh offered a minute of silence for his fishing rod which was being towed away by the fish which will be perfect for dinner.
"Erm... Sendoh-san are you okay?" Kogure hesitantly enquired.
'Of course I'm not okay! That was my favourite! Lost to a watery grave..." Sendoh cried, pseudo tears arching down like twin waterfalls.
"I'm very sorry..." Kogure apologised. Well, from his point of view, Sendoh HAD been in a very precarious state of unstable equilibrium. And hence he did the only thing came to mind in his panic state. He dashed forward and grabbed Sendoh. He DID NOT really mean to grab him around the waist of course... It just happened.
'That was so intelligent, Kiminobu. Just because you can't swim does not mean everybody else can't!' Kogure could have killed himself. 'God! Just kill me now!!!' Kogure half prayed.
"I will pay you back for the fishing rod!" Kogure rushed out.
"Fine... Seeing you are so enthusiastic to do so... what about my dinner then? That fish was going to be my dinner (and it was a big one too!). And don't you think I am going to let you off for groping me!" Sendoh haggled, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
"Grop- WHAT?! I didn't! I mean it was... No I mean it wasn't... I mean it was an-" Kogure went into full-fledged panic mode. He stepped back. And went up. Then down. And down.
'You got to be kidding me! Of all the time to grant a wish. Why now? God! You must hate me!' Kogure hits the water with a loud splash.
Sendoh stared down at the lemon rind. It seemed to be smirking back at him. Edging as far away as possible from the rind he pushed it over the side with a stick. It went into the water with a decidedly evil plop.
"Are you okay?" Sendoh asked peering at the floundering Kogure. He did not mean to fluster Kogure so much.
(-_-)? *Sakurai stared at Sendoh*
Okay he did mean to do so, Kogure was so fun to play with, so many expressions and all that but he didn't count on him falling prey to 'The-Evil-Lemon-Rind'©.
"I'm fine..." Kogure gasped out. He even managed a little wave. Then he sank like Titanic with three hundreds of Kate Winslet on board. Sendoh stared as the bubbling spot. He shrugged. Chucking off his shoes, Sendoh dived in after Kogure.
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To Be Continued
Sakurai: Is there any Kate Winslet's fans? If so, my apologies.
Kogure: WHY CAN'T I SWIM? ('_')?
Sendoh: Hey at least you are not the one molested... (_)
Kogure: That is not funny... (-_-)
Sendoh: Thus spake the molester...
Sakurai/Kogure: ...
Yasu: You did this on purpose. You want them to kill me. (*_*)
Sakuragi: I'm the genius! I should be the one attached!
Mitsui/Rukawa: ... (@_@) (z_z)
Miyagi: With all that hot air... all you need is a pin...
Sakurai: OKAY! SHUT-UP!!! Just to make things clear... the Sendoh here is the goofball Sendoh. He is cuter that way! Haha... My first purely Slam Dunk fic... if there is any mistake... Do tell me! And it was so fun to watch Mitsui convince himself. The guy got the groove to psycho himself.
-POOF-
Yelen: Mitsui!!!
Mitsui: !!!!! (NANI? WHERE DID SHE COME FROM? HIDES IN SPANDEX SPACE.)
Sakurai: ... Okay, okay... END!!
Yelen: MITSUI!!!
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