Sekai Ga Owaru Made Wa
by Himako-hime
Disclaimers: I do not own Slam Dunk. However I do own SenRu. *crosses arms stubbornly* I don't own the song.
Enjoy!
"A-ki-ra! A-ki-ra! We love you Akira!"
Sendoh Akira smiled as he once again, earned the cheers of his cherished fans. God, he loved singing! Nothing else made him feel like this. So free to fly towards the edge of the sky.
Daitokai ni boku wa mou hitori de
nagesuterareta akikan no you da
tagai no subete wo shiritsukusu made ga
ai naraba isso towa ni nemurou ka...
(I'm all alone in the big city,
thrown away like an empty can.
If love is love until we know everything about each other
Then let's sleep forever...)
The audience consisting mainly of teenage girls and young women sighed. There was something about Akira's voice, it was deep, rich and dreamy. His tone was steady through the bents and curves. So much emotion...So many dreams...It was feeling itself.
sekai ga owaru made wa hanareru koto mo nai
sou negatte-ita ikusen no yoru to
modoranai toki dake ga naze kagayaite wa
yatsurekitta kokoro made mo kowasu...
hakanaki omoi... kono tragedy night
(Until the world come to an end, we won't be apart.
I wished it for countless nights
Why does the past destroy
even the worn-out heart that shines?
Melancholically fleeting thoughts... on this tragedy night)
Sendoh smiled again, hearing his fans cheer. Life was good. There was nothing more that he could ask for, the world was at his fingertips. He had everything but one - love. The word was foreign to him, sure he knew all about the physical part of the word, but no one has yet succeeded in making him feel it. Though hope lived in his heart, it wasn't nearly enough to keep him going day after day after day. He had his fans, his beloved fans, but they weren't enough. 'Akira'. The singer, the playboy, the most eligible bachelor. But no one knew the man behind the title, the lonely man. Yes, he was still human…and he needed somebody to cure the ache in his heart. Somebody he could spend the rest of his life with.
soshite hito wa kotae wo motomete
kakegae no nai nanika wo ushinau
yokubou darake no machi ja yozora no
hoshikuzu mo bokura wo tosenai
(And so, people seek an answer
And lose something that's irreplaceable
A city filled with desires, even the stardust
in the night skies doesn't shine on us)
Left, right, forward, jump and shoot. Ru, Ka, and Wa cheered as the ball sailed through the air and sank right into the hoop. Although his career on the Shohoku basketball team was long over, 'his' brigade had continued to follow him through the most prestigious basketball universities, friendly exhibitions, serious matches, and now, the NBA. Yes, his dream had come true. Rukawa Kaede, star rookie of Shohoku high has made it to America, his dream.
sekai ga owaru mae ni kikasete okure yo
mankai no hana ga niai no KATASUTOROFI-
daremo ga nozomi nagara eien wo shinjinai
...na no ni kitto ashita wo yume mite'ru
hakanaki hibi to kono tragedy night
(Before the world comes to an end, please make me listen.
A catastrophe well suited to a flower in full bloom...
While everyone wishes, no one believes in eternity.
...Even so, they certainly dream about tomorrow.
Short-lived days and... this tragedy night)
Sendoh smiled once again as his song came to an end, accompanied by the thundering applause of the crowd. 'Wait for me, whoever you are.'
Rukawa sighed. The game made him tired, even after all these years he was still anti-social. Even now, when his teammates were out celebrating, he was walking home by himself on a rainy day in the deep autumn.
Sendoh put on his coat, it was pouring outside and his manager would kill him if she knew that he was walking in that weather. But she didn't, and what she doesn't know, can't hurt her. Sendoh smirked, he had tricked his driver into believing that Haruko was picking him up, while Haruko thought that his driver was. As much as he cared for them, they were suffocating him in their carefulness, he wasn't born to be pampered. Infect, he was a basketball player for the better part of his life, and even though he had changed his profession, he was still the same person.
Rukawa pulled the raincoat tighter around him. Stupid rain. It never used to rain this hard in Tokyo. He sneezed passing over an over-elaborately decorated shop. 'What a waste.' He was right, he was always right. People wasted their lives trying to get to the top, but as soon as they got there, others who were better rose over them. He was no different. Trying to be the best in basketball, he had worked hard all his life, but he had been beaten, even when he was still in high school.
sekai ga owaru made wa hanareru koto mo nai
sou negatte-ita ikusen no yoru to
modoranai toki dake ga naze kagayaite wa
yatsurekitta kokoro made mo kowasu...
hakanaki omoi... kono tragedy night
(Until the world come to an end, we won't be apart.
I wished it for countless nights
Why does the past destroy
even the worn-out heart that shines?
Melancholically fleeting thoughts... on this tragedy night)
The rain was slick under his feet. How many times had he danced in the foul weather when his okaa-san and otou-san weren't watching? The lamppost shone brightly through the hazy rain as passersby hurried to their homes. He smiled up at the rain when no one was watching, the droplets were refreshing and cold on his hot skin. Head still raised upwards, he bumped into someone and was abruptly startled out of his reverie.
"Sendoh Akira?"
"Rukawa Kaede?!"
kono tragedy night
(This tragedy night)…
Okay, I know it's short. But it's like I have this problem, no matter how hard I try I just can't make it long. I'm way too impatient. However, the future chapters are longer this. (At least they should be) It's only a prologue. *shrugs* Besides, this was a good place to stop, don't you think so?
First ever Slam Dunk ficcy, still not very sure about the names though. I know Sendoh, Rukawa, Haruko, Ayako, and Ryota. (Is Ryota the first name? He's the guy who like Ayako right? Is he also Kogure?) Kay, as you can see. I'm just clueless about the names. (Watched the Chinese version, so...I'm not really to blame.) ^_~ And I know Gori!
Ja!
by Himako-hime
Disclaimers: I do not own Slam Dunk. However I do own SenRu. *crosses arms stubbornly* I don't own the song.
Enjoy!
"A-ki-ra! A-ki-ra! We love you Akira!"
Sendoh Akira smiled as he once again, earned the cheers of his cherished fans. God, he loved singing! Nothing else made him feel like this. So free to fly towards the edge of the sky.
Daitokai ni boku wa mou hitori de
nagesuterareta akikan no you da
tagai no subete wo shiritsukusu made ga
ai naraba isso towa ni nemurou ka...
(I'm all alone in the big city,
thrown away like an empty can.
If love is love until we know everything about each other
Then let's sleep forever...)
The audience consisting mainly of teenage girls and young women sighed. There was something about Akira's voice, it was deep, rich and dreamy. His tone was steady through the bents and curves. So much emotion...So many dreams...It was feeling itself.
sekai ga owaru made wa hanareru koto mo nai
sou negatte-ita ikusen no yoru to
modoranai toki dake ga naze kagayaite wa
yatsurekitta kokoro made mo kowasu...
hakanaki omoi... kono tragedy night
(Until the world come to an end, we won't be apart.
I wished it for countless nights
Why does the past destroy
even the worn-out heart that shines?
Melancholically fleeting thoughts... on this tragedy night)
Sendoh smiled again, hearing his fans cheer. Life was good. There was nothing more that he could ask for, the world was at his fingertips. He had everything but one - love. The word was foreign to him, sure he knew all about the physical part of the word, but no one has yet succeeded in making him feel it. Though hope lived in his heart, it wasn't nearly enough to keep him going day after day after day. He had his fans, his beloved fans, but they weren't enough. 'Akira'. The singer, the playboy, the most eligible bachelor. But no one knew the man behind the title, the lonely man. Yes, he was still human…and he needed somebody to cure the ache in his heart. Somebody he could spend the rest of his life with.
soshite hito wa kotae wo motomete
kakegae no nai nanika wo ushinau
yokubou darake no machi ja yozora no
hoshikuzu mo bokura wo tosenai
(And so, people seek an answer
And lose something that's irreplaceable
A city filled with desires, even the stardust
in the night skies doesn't shine on us)
Left, right, forward, jump and shoot. Ru, Ka, and Wa cheered as the ball sailed through the air and sank right into the hoop. Although his career on the Shohoku basketball team was long over, 'his' brigade had continued to follow him through the most prestigious basketball universities, friendly exhibitions, serious matches, and now, the NBA. Yes, his dream had come true. Rukawa Kaede, star rookie of Shohoku high has made it to America, his dream.
sekai ga owaru mae ni kikasete okure yo
mankai no hana ga niai no KATASUTOROFI-
daremo ga nozomi nagara eien wo shinjinai
...na no ni kitto ashita wo yume mite'ru
hakanaki hibi to kono tragedy night
(Before the world comes to an end, please make me listen.
A catastrophe well suited to a flower in full bloom...
While everyone wishes, no one believes in eternity.
...Even so, they certainly dream about tomorrow.
Short-lived days and... this tragedy night)
Sendoh smiled once again as his song came to an end, accompanied by the thundering applause of the crowd. 'Wait for me, whoever you are.'
Rukawa sighed. The game made him tired, even after all these years he was still anti-social. Even now, when his teammates were out celebrating, he was walking home by himself on a rainy day in the deep autumn.
Sendoh put on his coat, it was pouring outside and his manager would kill him if she knew that he was walking in that weather. But she didn't, and what she doesn't know, can't hurt her. Sendoh smirked, he had tricked his driver into believing that Haruko was picking him up, while Haruko thought that his driver was. As much as he cared for them, they were suffocating him in their carefulness, he wasn't born to be pampered. Infect, he was a basketball player for the better part of his life, and even though he had changed his profession, he was still the same person.
Rukawa pulled the raincoat tighter around him. Stupid rain. It never used to rain this hard in Tokyo. He sneezed passing over an over-elaborately decorated shop. 'What a waste.' He was right, he was always right. People wasted their lives trying to get to the top, but as soon as they got there, others who were better rose over them. He was no different. Trying to be the best in basketball, he had worked hard all his life, but he had been beaten, even when he was still in high school.
sekai ga owaru made wa hanareru koto mo nai
sou negatte-ita ikusen no yoru to
modoranai toki dake ga naze kagayaite wa
yatsurekitta kokoro made mo kowasu...
hakanaki omoi... kono tragedy night
(Until the world come to an end, we won't be apart.
I wished it for countless nights
Why does the past destroy
even the worn-out heart that shines?
Melancholically fleeting thoughts... on this tragedy night)
The rain was slick under his feet. How many times had he danced in the foul weather when his okaa-san and otou-san weren't watching? The lamppost shone brightly through the hazy rain as passersby hurried to their homes. He smiled up at the rain when no one was watching, the droplets were refreshing and cold on his hot skin. Head still raised upwards, he bumped into someone and was abruptly startled out of his reverie.
"Sendoh Akira?"
"Rukawa Kaede?!"
kono tragedy night
(This tragedy night)…
Okay, I know it's short. But it's like I have this problem, no matter how hard I try I just can't make it long. I'm way too impatient. However, the future chapters are longer this. (At least they should be) It's only a prologue. *shrugs* Besides, this was a good place to stop, don't you think so?
First ever Slam Dunk ficcy, still not very sure about the names though. I know Sendoh, Rukawa, Haruko, Ayako, and Ryota. (Is Ryota the first name? He's the guy who like Ayako right? Is he also Kogure?) Kay, as you can see. I'm just clueless about the names. (Watched the Chinese version, so...I'm not really to blame.) ^_~ And I know Gori!
Ja!