Sk8er boi? Naahh....

Disclaimer: Slam Dunk belongs to Inoue Takehiko.
Sakuragi and Rukawa belong to Inoue Takehiko. Duuhhh....
Sk8er Boi belongs to Avril Lavigne


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(Rukawa's POV)

It's been a year. A year since I turned him down. A year filled with sorrow and angst.


He was sort of a punk back then. Gangster friends; always in a street fight. He wanted me, and he said so, too.


Secretly, I also wanted him. I wanted him to be mine. Mine forever. But............

I turned him down. I never wanted to have a gay relationship. So..... no matter how much I loved that redheaded punk, I can never accept him.

'You're not good enough for me,' I told him when he proposed. Shit. I hate myself. I wanted to swallow those awful words that came out of my mouth.


I miss him. I wanted to run right back to him, hug him, kiss him, tell him I loved him. I want to be with him forever, 'till the end of time.


Too bad. He's with somebody now. Someone I thought was just a good friend, turned out to be someone really special to him. Now they're together. I feel somewhat jealous, but I ask myself: "Whose fault was it, anyway?" He gave me the opportunity to love him, care for him, and what did I do? I turned him away.


Now I realize how much I want to have him back. But that can't happen now.


I turn on the radio, hoping to drown out the angst in me, then I hear a song...
--"He's a sk8er boi/ She said see you later, boy/ He wasn't good enough for her.../"


Yeah... that song by Avril Lavigne. Strangely, I felt like she's telling my story to a thousand listeners.

--"We are in love/ haven't you heard/ How we rock each other's world........./


Stop! I can't take it anymore. The pain in me is welling up; I dare not release it. I feel like I'm about to break down. Like I'm about to die. When will this pain ever stop?

*Two knocks at the door*

It's the middle of the night, who the hell can that be?

"Hey. Kitsune."

Sa-Sakuragi? What is he doing here?

"Remember last year?"

"Uh... yeah."

"Well, are you giving this genius a second chance?"


What?! He's proposing again! But...

"What about Yohei?"

"Yohei's my best friend. So, what about it?"

"Yes."

"That's great, Kaede. I love you."

" Love you, too, Hana."

~ OWARI~



Okay. This is my first yaoi fic ever. Anyway, you're free to review this fic if you want to. I don't tolerate flames, but a little CONSTRUCTIVE criticism won't hurt. I guess.

Oh.... I dedicate this thing to my friend M. Y. (She's too shy too see her name here, so I guess I'll place her initials instead) She really wanted me to post my fics here on FFN. Thanks!