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Wishing upon a meteorite - a slam dunk fic Chapter 1: The first meeting
As the train came to a stop, Mei Matsura descended onto the platform and looked around for the guy that was supposed to pick her up. They didn't send a picture so she had no idea what he looked like, she could only guess based on his given description.
"Brown haired and blue-eyed huh?" She muttered, glancing down at the document in her hand. She looked once more around then gave up and sat on a nearby bench.
"Excuse me, but are you Mei?" A voice startled her from behind. Mei turned around to look at who was talking. Suddenly, she was face to face with a guy, just a bit taller than her, with the most piercing blue eyes. "Are you Mei Matsura?" He repeated solemnly.
"H-hai." Mei stuttered. "I mean, yes I am." She regained her composure and gave a thin smile. The guy smiled back at her, showing startlingly shiny and white teeth.
"I'm Fujima, Kenji Fujima. I suppose they didn't tell you my name right?" He reached for her bag and walked to the car with Mei hurrying to catch up.
"I can take the bag myself, thanks. No, they didn't. You know how they like surprise training missions." She struggled with her other duffel bag and took back the one Fujima had carried. He stopped for a while and watched her struggle with an amused expression.
"Well, maybe I do need a strong guy like you." Mei stopped struggling and gazed up at him sheepishly.
"Girls always need my help." Fujima smirked taking both of the bags this time.
"Yeah, I'm sure you get that all the time, don't you?" She said sarcastically.
"Come on, the cab's this way."
~*~*~*~*~
"So this is your house?" Mei asked when the cab pulled up to the curb in front of a very big house with many glass windows.
"Yes it is. Can you pay the cab? I have to get your bag." And without waiting for a reply, he stepped out of the cab and went to get the bags.
"I can't believe you, Fujima-san!" She shouted and grimly paid the cab its expensive fee. As the cab drove off, it gave her some time to just observe the house and its premises. 'He must be those rich agents', she thought. "Maybe he can teach me a thing or two," Mei pondered, talking out loud.
"Teach you what?" Mei jumped as Fujima put a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't do that!" She shouted, placing a hand on her heart. Fujima just smirked and led the way into the house, beckoning her to follow him in.
The house was just as big as it looked from the outside and it had many plants and glass objects. Each room looked like it had been interior decorated and also held an air conditioner.
"Do you live here alone, Fujima-san?" Mei asked, staring at Fujima, wide-eyed.
"Honestly, don't you know anything?" When Mei opened her mouth to retort, he hurriedly continued. "My parents leave the house early and come back late from work, goodness knows why. My brother's in college, he comes to visit during vacation, which is often. So basically, yes to answer your question."
"Oh." She averted her eyes and her gaze fell on a portrait at the back of the room. She went to it curiously, feeling Fujima's eyes on her back. It was a portrait of a very pretty lady who had the same smile and eyes as Fujima. But her eyes were somehow sad and she knew better than to ask Fujima who she was.
"Come on, I have to explain to you what's going on. Sit down." Fujima broke the silence. Mei obeyed and sat down opposite him, bracing herself for the news.
"What do you know so far?" He sounded more like an adult than a teenager. I guess he's matured faster, she thought.
"Well, some stuff has been happening in the schools in the Kanagawa prefecture, mainly around Shohoku and Shoyo. Of course we mustn't leave out Ryonan High and Kainan High either. Don't worry, we have a pass to be included in findings and the general gory stuff, the schools are all informed that we are in charge but none of the students know. Of course, we'll pose as students instead of FBI agents."
"You mean, pre-FBI agents, this is sort out the test for us as well. If we succeed, we move on to the real business. We have to do this on our own, no contact whatsoever with the rest of the camp. Only you and me. But you have the general idea."
"How long do we have?" Mei glanced over worriedly at Fujima's documents.
"I'm not sure, but it'll have to be fast. Accidents can't be happening while we're here, the schools may get closed and someone wrongfully accused, and nobody wants that. But, we still have to study, go to classes and get good test results you know? That way, we'll be less suspicious and anyhow, we have to graduate sooner or later. Think of it as, moving to a new city, a new school."
"I see, what school am I enrolled in? Shoyo?"
"Sorry baby, you're in Shohoku." Fujima smirked.
"What's wrong with Shohoku?" Mei asked hotly.
"I thought you wanted to be with me in Shoyo," Fujima grinned.
"Like hell I would. Shohoku's fine with me. I want to try out as a basketball manageress anyway. I heard they don't have one." Mei smiled at the thought.
"So you like basketball huh? Maybe our schools will compete and I'll see you again."
"Baka, I'm gonna see you everyday after school anyway. You're in Shoyo's basketball team?"
"Yes." After a moment's thought, he added, "Want to play one-on-one? We have time until dinner."
"No problem. I'll kick your ass. I was the point guard in the girls league in junior high you know." Mei informed him, warningly. He smirked and asked, "What will you do if I win?"
"I'll wash your socks." Mei said confidently.
~*~*~*~*~*~
After dinner, Mei spent the hour scrubbing Fujima's branded socks. Who would have thought he'd have socks of every brand, she thought. "And so many too." She moaned aloud. She heard laughter from the doorway and looked up into Fujima's smirking face. How can he be so cute and perfectly conceited at the same time, she thought wistfully.
"I told you I'd win." He started.
"You could have warned me."
"You didn't ask." Fujima took out the stool and sat down watching her furiously scrub his socks. "I was just kidding, you don't have to wash my socks."
"And you tell me that after I've scrubbed like 30 pairs and have 2 more to go. I can't believe you would wear so many socks for a week." Mei sighed tiredly and closed her eyes. After a few minutes she felt something wet on her cheek. Automatically, her hand reached up to wipe it off. It feels like bubbles, she thought, her eyes flying open. At the same time, Fujima threw a bucket of water, full of soapsuds onto her head, soaking her from head to toe.
"Nani?! What are you doing?" Mei asked horrified, looking at her soaked clothing. My shirt is see-through, she thought blushing.
"Having some fun, even agents have to have fun sometime." He finished that by throwing more bubbles into her hair.
"You're gonna pay for that!" She giggled, forgetting about everything else and just concentrating on soaking Fujima.
After the whole bathroom was covered in bubbles and the floor was at least 3 centimeters high with water, Mei and Fujima tiredly lay down on the carpet outside, still soaking wet.
"You're gonna have to clean that up you know." Fujima teased lightly.
"In your dreams." Mei retorted, laughing slightly.
"Kenji? Is that you?" A woman's voice called from the stairs. Mei and Fujima hurriedly got up and tried to straighten their sodden clothes. "Oh there you are, oh hello." A pretty woman with the same blue eyes except darker hair appeared on the landing. She smiled warmly at Mei but her eyes demanded an explanation from Fujima.
"Mother, this is Mei Matsura. She came from the agency today; she's staying with us until the mission is over. Mei, my mother, Kana." Fujima made the introductions.
"Well, Mei-san I'm glad for you to stay with us. Have you had dinner?"
"Oh yes, the food was lovely." Mei smiled politely, holding back the urge to giggle. The dinner had actually been a total washout. With Fujima doing the cooking, everything was burnt so most of it went to the neighborhood dogs.
Beside her, Mei could hear Fujima stifle a laugh so she knew he was thinking about the dinner as well.
"Oh, but Kenji, why are you both so wet?" Kana frowned, touching her sons' wet shirt. Fujima and Mei looked at each other, but it was Fujima who did the talking.
"We were washing the dishes and things got out of hand. The maid took one week's holiday remember?"
"That's right. Well, I'm going to retire early, don't stay up too late. There's school tomorrow, and Kenji, I'll be contacting the agency to get details. Good night Mei-san."
"Good night." Mei answered but Kana had already made her way downstairs. The two of them watched Kana's retreating figure before Mei turned to Fujima and said with a twinkle in her eye, "I hope she doesn't open the bathroom." As if it was an answer to her statement, a shocked scream came from downstairs.
"Oops, I guess she did. Ja!!" Fujima laughed and hurriedly ran to his room across the hall.
"Good night, Fujima-san." Mei shouted back at him. She skipped giddily to her room when she heard Fujima call out, "Just call me, Kenji."
Then the door slammed shut.
A/n: Sorry for such a boring first chapter (if some of you think so) but it will get better, I promise!! This is only the introductory chapter after all. Plz r&r if you want to!! ~angelwings
editors note: review this fic, or else *brings out scythe*
angelwings: hehehe, don't worry about my editor too much.*sweatdrops*
Wishing upon a meteorite - a slam dunk fic Chapter 1: The first meeting
As the train came to a stop, Mei Matsura descended onto the platform and looked around for the guy that was supposed to pick her up. They didn't send a picture so she had no idea what he looked like, she could only guess based on his given description.
"Brown haired and blue-eyed huh?" She muttered, glancing down at the document in her hand. She looked once more around then gave up and sat on a nearby bench.
"Excuse me, but are you Mei?" A voice startled her from behind. Mei turned around to look at who was talking. Suddenly, she was face to face with a guy, just a bit taller than her, with the most piercing blue eyes. "Are you Mei Matsura?" He repeated solemnly.
"H-hai." Mei stuttered. "I mean, yes I am." She regained her composure and gave a thin smile. The guy smiled back at her, showing startlingly shiny and white teeth.
"I'm Fujima, Kenji Fujima. I suppose they didn't tell you my name right?" He reached for her bag and walked to the car with Mei hurrying to catch up.
"I can take the bag myself, thanks. No, they didn't. You know how they like surprise training missions." She struggled with her other duffel bag and took back the one Fujima had carried. He stopped for a while and watched her struggle with an amused expression.
"Well, maybe I do need a strong guy like you." Mei stopped struggling and gazed up at him sheepishly.
"Girls always need my help." Fujima smirked taking both of the bags this time.
"Yeah, I'm sure you get that all the time, don't you?" She said sarcastically.
"Come on, the cab's this way."
~*~*~*~*~
"So this is your house?" Mei asked when the cab pulled up to the curb in front of a very big house with many glass windows.
"Yes it is. Can you pay the cab? I have to get your bag." And without waiting for a reply, he stepped out of the cab and went to get the bags.
"I can't believe you, Fujima-san!" She shouted and grimly paid the cab its expensive fee. As the cab drove off, it gave her some time to just observe the house and its premises. 'He must be those rich agents', she thought. "Maybe he can teach me a thing or two," Mei pondered, talking out loud.
"Teach you what?" Mei jumped as Fujima put a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't do that!" She shouted, placing a hand on her heart. Fujima just smirked and led the way into the house, beckoning her to follow him in.
The house was just as big as it looked from the outside and it had many plants and glass objects. Each room looked like it had been interior decorated and also held an air conditioner.
"Do you live here alone, Fujima-san?" Mei asked, staring at Fujima, wide-eyed.
"Honestly, don't you know anything?" When Mei opened her mouth to retort, he hurriedly continued. "My parents leave the house early and come back late from work, goodness knows why. My brother's in college, he comes to visit during vacation, which is often. So basically, yes to answer your question."
"Oh." She averted her eyes and her gaze fell on a portrait at the back of the room. She went to it curiously, feeling Fujima's eyes on her back. It was a portrait of a very pretty lady who had the same smile and eyes as Fujima. But her eyes were somehow sad and she knew better than to ask Fujima who she was.
"Come on, I have to explain to you what's going on. Sit down." Fujima broke the silence. Mei obeyed and sat down opposite him, bracing herself for the news.
"What do you know so far?" He sounded more like an adult than a teenager. I guess he's matured faster, she thought.
"Well, some stuff has been happening in the schools in the Kanagawa prefecture, mainly around Shohoku and Shoyo. Of course we mustn't leave out Ryonan High and Kainan High either. Don't worry, we have a pass to be included in findings and the general gory stuff, the schools are all informed that we are in charge but none of the students know. Of course, we'll pose as students instead of FBI agents."
"You mean, pre-FBI agents, this is sort out the test for us as well. If we succeed, we move on to the real business. We have to do this on our own, no contact whatsoever with the rest of the camp. Only you and me. But you have the general idea."
"How long do we have?" Mei glanced over worriedly at Fujima's documents.
"I'm not sure, but it'll have to be fast. Accidents can't be happening while we're here, the schools may get closed and someone wrongfully accused, and nobody wants that. But, we still have to study, go to classes and get good test results you know? That way, we'll be less suspicious and anyhow, we have to graduate sooner or later. Think of it as, moving to a new city, a new school."
"I see, what school am I enrolled in? Shoyo?"
"Sorry baby, you're in Shohoku." Fujima smirked.
"What's wrong with Shohoku?" Mei asked hotly.
"I thought you wanted to be with me in Shoyo," Fujima grinned.
"Like hell I would. Shohoku's fine with me. I want to try out as a basketball manageress anyway. I heard they don't have one." Mei smiled at the thought.
"So you like basketball huh? Maybe our schools will compete and I'll see you again."
"Baka, I'm gonna see you everyday after school anyway. You're in Shoyo's basketball team?"
"Yes." After a moment's thought, he added, "Want to play one-on-one? We have time until dinner."
"No problem. I'll kick your ass. I was the point guard in the girls league in junior high you know." Mei informed him, warningly. He smirked and asked, "What will you do if I win?"
"I'll wash your socks." Mei said confidently.
~*~*~*~*~*~
After dinner, Mei spent the hour scrubbing Fujima's branded socks. Who would have thought he'd have socks of every brand, she thought. "And so many too." She moaned aloud. She heard laughter from the doorway and looked up into Fujima's smirking face. How can he be so cute and perfectly conceited at the same time, she thought wistfully.
"I told you I'd win." He started.
"You could have warned me."
"You didn't ask." Fujima took out the stool and sat down watching her furiously scrub his socks. "I was just kidding, you don't have to wash my socks."
"And you tell me that after I've scrubbed like 30 pairs and have 2 more to go. I can't believe you would wear so many socks for a week." Mei sighed tiredly and closed her eyes. After a few minutes she felt something wet on her cheek. Automatically, her hand reached up to wipe it off. It feels like bubbles, she thought, her eyes flying open. At the same time, Fujima threw a bucket of water, full of soapsuds onto her head, soaking her from head to toe.
"Nani?! What are you doing?" Mei asked horrified, looking at her soaked clothing. My shirt is see-through, she thought blushing.
"Having some fun, even agents have to have fun sometime." He finished that by throwing more bubbles into her hair.
"You're gonna pay for that!" She giggled, forgetting about everything else and just concentrating on soaking Fujima.
After the whole bathroom was covered in bubbles and the floor was at least 3 centimeters high with water, Mei and Fujima tiredly lay down on the carpet outside, still soaking wet.
"You're gonna have to clean that up you know." Fujima teased lightly.
"In your dreams." Mei retorted, laughing slightly.
"Kenji? Is that you?" A woman's voice called from the stairs. Mei and Fujima hurriedly got up and tried to straighten their sodden clothes. "Oh there you are, oh hello." A pretty woman with the same blue eyes except darker hair appeared on the landing. She smiled warmly at Mei but her eyes demanded an explanation from Fujima.
"Mother, this is Mei Matsura. She came from the agency today; she's staying with us until the mission is over. Mei, my mother, Kana." Fujima made the introductions.
"Well, Mei-san I'm glad for you to stay with us. Have you had dinner?"
"Oh yes, the food was lovely." Mei smiled politely, holding back the urge to giggle. The dinner had actually been a total washout. With Fujima doing the cooking, everything was burnt so most of it went to the neighborhood dogs.
Beside her, Mei could hear Fujima stifle a laugh so she knew he was thinking about the dinner as well.
"Oh, but Kenji, why are you both so wet?" Kana frowned, touching her sons' wet shirt. Fujima and Mei looked at each other, but it was Fujima who did the talking.
"We were washing the dishes and things got out of hand. The maid took one week's holiday remember?"
"That's right. Well, I'm going to retire early, don't stay up too late. There's school tomorrow, and Kenji, I'll be contacting the agency to get details. Good night Mei-san."
"Good night." Mei answered but Kana had already made her way downstairs. The two of them watched Kana's retreating figure before Mei turned to Fujima and said with a twinkle in her eye, "I hope she doesn't open the bathroom." As if it was an answer to her statement, a shocked scream came from downstairs.
"Oops, I guess she did. Ja!!" Fujima laughed and hurriedly ran to his room across the hall.
"Good night, Fujima-san." Mei shouted back at him. She skipped giddily to her room when she heard Fujima call out, "Just call me, Kenji."
Then the door slammed shut.
A/n: Sorry for such a boring first chapter (if some of you think so) but it will get better, I promise!! This is only the introductory chapter after all. Plz r&r if you want to!! ~angelwings
editors note: review this fic, or else *brings out scythe*
angelwings: hehehe, don't worry about my editor too much.*sweatdrops*