Muahaha!
Disclaimers: Slam Dunk mine? I wish. Only that Santa ain't real, so...
The big ball of eternally burning gas was high up in the sky, and a small figure was practicing lay-ups in a basketball court somewhere in Kanagawa, Japan.
The lone figure stopped and rested, having played since the early morning. The Shohoku team had a match later and the person would not want to miss it because of exhaustion.
Mitsui walked passed the court, thinking about how to beat Ryonan when he heard a basketball dribbled. Interested, he peered through the...wire thingy and saw a familiar figure trying a three-pointer but failing. Grinning, he walked in.
"Konnichiwa, Haruko." He greeted.
"Ah! Mitsui-sempai, konnichiwa." The girl panted.
"Trouble with three-points?" He grinned.
"Hai. How do you do it? I never knew it was so hard."
"That's because...oh never mind." He looked at her. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"I wanted to practice my basketball skills. I was afraid it went a little rusty so I wanted to improve on it." She said, holding the ball. "Ne, Mitsui-sempai, can you show me?"
He checked his watch, then shrugged. "Sure."
As he watched her try after showing what she did wrong, he started to know why Sakuragi liked this girl. She's sweet, kind, caring (bleagh...)...basically everything that makes her Haruko. Dear dear, if he didn't know better it could be that he was falling for her.
Yea right, he thought.
"No Haruko! The ball rests on your upper palm, not the whole thing." He took the ball and instructed her to hold out her hand. "Here. You hold your hand...like this...yea. Then you hold the ball like this." He held her hand steady while the ball rests on her palm. "The other arm is assisting. It's like common shots, but you put more strength into it."
"Oh!" She studied the posture. "Not much different from common shots." She jumped and shot. The ball hit the rim...and fell out.
"See! More practice and you'll be okay." He winked at her. "Gotta go. Ja ne."
"Ja, Mitsui-sempai! Arigato!"
He waved and went off, thinking about fast she is in learning. Reminded him of a certain red-headed idiot...
^^ Sosososososososo??
Tell me hor, so I can let this fade into non-existence or bring it into life.
*replays Frankenstein's revival*
Dr Whatever: It's alive! IT'S ALIVE!
Frankie: ungh...
Dr Whatever: quick Igor! Bring the tar-tar sauce!
Oops, wrong revival. ^^;; I'm hungry anyways, so gif me 5 reviews and I'll continue. Cyaz!
Disclaimers: Slam Dunk mine? I wish. Only that Santa ain't real, so...
The big ball of eternally burning gas was high up in the sky, and a small figure was practicing lay-ups in a basketball court somewhere in Kanagawa, Japan.
The lone figure stopped and rested, having played since the early morning. The Shohoku team had a match later and the person would not want to miss it because of exhaustion.
Mitsui walked passed the court, thinking about how to beat Ryonan when he heard a basketball dribbled. Interested, he peered through the...wire thingy and saw a familiar figure trying a three-pointer but failing. Grinning, he walked in.
"Konnichiwa, Haruko." He greeted.
"Ah! Mitsui-sempai, konnichiwa." The girl panted.
"Trouble with three-points?" He grinned.
"Hai. How do you do it? I never knew it was so hard."
"That's because...oh never mind." He looked at her. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"I wanted to practice my basketball skills. I was afraid it went a little rusty so I wanted to improve on it." She said, holding the ball. "Ne, Mitsui-sempai, can you show me?"
He checked his watch, then shrugged. "Sure."
As he watched her try after showing what she did wrong, he started to know why Sakuragi liked this girl. She's sweet, kind, caring (bleagh...)...basically everything that makes her Haruko. Dear dear, if he didn't know better it could be that he was falling for her.
Yea right, he thought.
"No Haruko! The ball rests on your upper palm, not the whole thing." He took the ball and instructed her to hold out her hand. "Here. You hold your hand...like this...yea. Then you hold the ball like this." He held her hand steady while the ball rests on her palm. "The other arm is assisting. It's like common shots, but you put more strength into it."
"Oh!" She studied the posture. "Not much different from common shots." She jumped and shot. The ball hit the rim...and fell out.
"See! More practice and you'll be okay." He winked at her. "Gotta go. Ja ne."
"Ja, Mitsui-sempai! Arigato!"
He waved and went off, thinking about fast she is in learning. Reminded him of a certain red-headed idiot...
^^ Sosososososososo??
Tell me hor, so I can let this fade into non-existence or bring it into life.
*replays Frankenstein's revival*
Dr Whatever: It's alive! IT'S ALIVE!
Frankie: ungh...
Dr Whatever: quick Igor! Bring the tar-tar sauce!
Oops, wrong revival. ^^;; I'm hungry anyways, so gif me 5 reviews and I'll continue. Cyaz!