I'm so fickle with fandoms... I hope that this Slam Dunk fandom will make me consistently creative again. Heh... A few days after I wrote this, I read other awesome fics including the Captains series and that epic Conquer the Nation fic. I feel quite demoralised... this is light fiction. Yes. Light fiction only. It's like eating a pack of sugar for that five minutes.
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Scene 1 – Prologue
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"WHAT?!" Sakuragi yelled. This of course was no surprise in itself. Sakuragi shouting was as common as the sun rising, or him failing, or Rukawa sleeping. Except that he wasn't, and it wasn't because they were at practice either.
Instead of being bored into silence, Rukawa was shocked, and you could tell from the way that his eyes bulged out slightly even as his pupils contracted.
Mitsui had just been about to stretch, but had stopped halfway to flash Coach Anzai an incredulous look before turning impassive.
Miyagi, on the other hand, had not bothered to conceal his disbelief. His mouth was hanging so wide open that a malicious writer or artist may have decided to make it so that an insect flew into it. He stole a glance at his beloved Ayako-chan, and strangely enough she actually seemed quite unaffected. As manager of the team, she had probably been pre-informed. And Haruko was giving them all a small, supportive smile.
And Sakuragi... utter disbelief stampeded across his mind. He found himself unable to think clearly for a moment although of course that wasn't new. But even when the cloud of dust settled, there was still an expanse of fog to get through. You couldn't sweep away fog like you could dust, all you could do was to wait for it to disperse.
"That's right," Anzai said with his serene smile on his face. "You're all going to be in the upcoming Kanagawa Day Play, be it as cast or crew. Of course, I volunteered you."
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