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| Laree's Slam Dunk Fanfiction |
| You Owe Me
Part Three Just a random thought…how does Kogure
manage to keep his glasses on while running around on court? It's
really amazing how he manages to do that…Heehee… " Sendoh-kun? Are you feeling better now? Would you like me to get some more ice to put on your face?" Kogure asked, his concern evident as he carefully touched his finger tips to the ugly purple bruise on one side of the Ryonan player's face. Sendoh just grinned stupidly in reply, leaning in closer towards the older boy's touch, ecstatically happy for the simple contact between the two of them. Judging from the look on his teammate's face, the spiky haired boy would have been perfectly happy to die right then and there with Kogure's hand against his face. Truth be told, Koshino would have been all too happy to oblige. Sendoh was getting on his nerves with his attempts to make himself look as pathetic as possible in order to gain Kogure's sympathy. And Kogure being the sucker for anyone or anything in pain, fell right into his trap, coddling him and fussing over him as though Sendoh was incapable of the easiest of tasks. Koshino finally snapped when the older boy began to try and coax Sendoh into taking a sip of his drink. Scowling, disgusted at the fact that his senior couldn't see that it was all just a big act, he took hold of Sendoh's chin and turned his face towards him, away from Kogure's touch. " You're fine, aren't you, Sendoh?" he growled, giving the bruised part of Sendoh's face a none too gentle pat. " Ouch! Hiro-kun!" The spiky haired Ryonan ace whined, turning big, liquid blue eyes upon Kogure. " See how mean he is to me, Kimi-chan?" He demanded, one hand held up to his injured cheek. " Kimi-chan!?" Koshino repeated in disbelief. " I don't recall Kimi-sempai here ever giving you permission to call him that!" He couldn't believe the incredible gall on this guy. He hadn't even known Kogure for a day and already the senior was 'Kimi-chan'? He sure moved fast, faster than Koshino liked. He had known Kogure for years and he still didn't call his senior 'Kimi-chan'. Who was Sendoh to assume that he had the right to do so? He raised his hand, about to give Sendoh a blow over the head for such disrespect. Kogure managed to grab his wrist before the punch could make contact, though. He let out a little, awkward laugh, not understanding the way that Koshino was acting towards his supposed best friend. " That's quite all right with me, Koshino-kun. It's better than being called Megane-kun anyways…" Hearing this, Hanamichi tore his attention away from his plate piled high with food and looked at his senior quizzically. " You mean you don't like being called Megane-kun?" This idea had never occurred to him, despite of the fact that Kogure had grumbled about it a bit at first when he had begun calling him that. Why would a person not like a nickname that was so appropriate for him? Kogure sighed, pushing his glasses into position. He would have thought that that was a given, what with the way that he had attempted, at first, to get the younger boy to call him by his name instead of the nickname that he had come up with. " As a matter of fact, I don't." Hanamichi just shrugged. " Oh well. I've gotten used to calling you that. You'll just have to get used to being called that too then, I guess." Koshino rolled his eyes. " What perfect, irrefutable logic!" He commented sarcastically. The redhead's eyes narrowed at this. He had only known this Koshino person for a few hours, but so far, he hadn't made that much of a favorable impression what with his sarcasm and weird, long words that he didn't understand. " I don't like you very much." He told the much shorter boy bluntly. Usually, people were intimidated when he looked at them with the 'killer eyes' look that Gori had taught him, but Koshino just glared right back at him. " You remind me of Gori, punching the Smiley idiot all the time like that…" " You remind me of Sendoh, coming up with stupid comments like that all the time…" Koshino retorted. He ignored the rather bewildered look that Kogure was sending his way. The bespectacled boy began to open his mouth to speak, wondering if he should warn his junior about Hanamichi's notoriously short temper, but decided that Koshino would be able to hold his own against the Shohoku freshman, seeing how testy Koshino himself could get in some instances. The redhead had been annoying him ever since the practice game with all the stupid stunts that he had pulled, and the Ryonan player had pretty much had enough of him. " Actually, I don't really know who is worse between you and Sendoh…" " What's up your ass, small fry?"
Hanamichi demanded, half rising on his seat from across Koshino.
This stupid Ryonan player with the permanently fixed scowl on his
face, " Small fry!?" Koshino repeated, flaring up at the insult. You could insult him about his hair, his built, you could insult him about anything at all, but when it came to his height, it was best to leave that topic well alone. Being surrounded by a bunch of masculine giants such as Uozumi and Sendoh did not help his delicate, male adolescent ego any when it came to his stature. Perfectly aware of his best friend's sensitivity about this topic, Sendoh sat back on his seat, grinning, waiting for the eventual outburst that he knew was coming. He had enough presence of mind to sweep the butter knives off the table just in case Koshino should get it in his head to try and stab the redhead to death. He perused the spoons thoughtfully, wondering if they would be able to do much physical damage. Deciding that they could be utilized to scoop eyeballs out of their sockets, he gathered them together and dumped them all onto his lap. " What are you doing?" Kogure asked him mildly as he looked at the assortment of silverware on the Ryonan ace player's lap. Sendoh shrugged. " You've never seen all the imaginative uses for silverware that Koshino-kun can come up with when in a bad mood…" He explained flippantly. Koshino scowled as the Ryonan star player began to launch into a detailed account of what had happened when one of the judo club members had made a disparaging comment about the seemingly delicate Koshino being better suited for a sport that involved less contact that basketball. He took a deep breath, trying desperately to hold onto his calm and presence of mind. Sendoh expected him to jump Hanamichi, Kogure expected him to jump Hanamichi and Hanamichi expected to be jumped. So he would surprise them all by keeping his cool, he decided. Still, he couldn't keep a scowl from his face as he slapped the side of Sendoh's head, stopping him mid-sentence. " Stop talking about me. Otherwise I'll tell them about how klutzy you are…" He threatened, thinking that this wouldn't be a bad way to make Kogure see just how ill suited Sendoh was for him. He didn't want to believe it, but from what he had seen so far, the Shohoku senior actually seemed to enjoy the company of Sendoh. Koshino had never thought this to be possible. He had thought that Sendoh would bore the smart and mature Kogure with his inane chatter about whether the best part of the Oreo cookie was the cookie itself or the stuffing. He knew that after about an hour of debating this deep and potentially earth shattering subject with the spiky haired guy, Koshino had been just about ready to kill him just to make him stop, but Kogure had participated actively in the discussion along with the redhead. It was unbelievable…but it seemed as though Kogure actually * liked * Sendoh. He had been hoping that after one date, both Sendoh and Kogure would realize just how ill suited they were for each other and part ways, but to his disappointment, that didn't seem to be the case. It only looked as though they were getting closer and closer to each other with each minute that they spent in each other's company. " We already know how klutzy he is…" Hanamichi snickered, clearly thinking about the less that perfect beginning to Kogure and Sendoh's date. He grabbed the forks and spoons on Sendoh's lap and began to distribute them out once more. Sendoh held his hands up in a gesture of mock surrender. " All right already, all right. I am just one big, accident-prone klutz! I admit it now! Now will you guys just forget all about that?" The spiky haired boy turned to gaze upon Kogure, clearly begging for him to say otherwise. The Shohoku senior gladly obeyed. " Oh, no, Sendoh-kun-" " Aki-chan…" Sendoh interjected, an endearing smile on his face. " Aki-chan?" Koshino growled. This was disgusting! Where the hell did Sendoh learn to openly flirt like this? Surely Kogure wouldn't fall for this sort of thing! Kogure was too sensible, too down to earth too… With horror, Koshino watched as a blush began to slowly spread its way across the older boy's face. " Aki-chan then, right…Aki-chan…" Kogure repeated, testing the sound out and apparently liking the way that it came out. Hanamichi began to make gagging noises in protest to the sweetness going on around him. " As I was saying, you're no klutz…A klutz wouldn't have been able to do all those wonderful moves on court like you did!" " He wasn't all that good…" Hanamichi grumbled, still slightly smarting from the blow that Ryonan had dealt Shohoku with their loss. " I could do all that stuff easy…" " Sure." Koshino piped in conversationally, surprising all of them, " In your dreams…" Sendoh was barely able to restrain the furious redhead from jumping up from his seat. Right then, he really didn't care whether Koshino and Hanamichi engaged in a battle to the death right here in the crowded café, he just didn't want this particular discussion to be interrupted. He was in the middle of fishing for compliments after all, a serious business. " And what move of mine did you like the most, Kimi-chan?" He inquired with genuine interest, his eyes focused solely on the older boy. He smiled inwardly in delight when he saw this intense perusal bring about another blush. " That shot that you got in right at the last second was brilliant…" Hanamichi let out an outraged gasp. " Megane-kun! How can you say such a thing? You traitor!" " Just giving credit where credit is due, Sakuragi-kun…" Koshino caught the redhead's gaze and rolled his eyes as Sendoh began to give a blow-by-blow account of the last ten seconds with Kogure as an avid listener. The fact that Sendoh spoke far too much for his own good was the only thing that he and the redhead had agreed on so far this whole day. He didn't need to be treated to a commentary about the game. He didn't like the way that Sendoh was managing to make himself look so good in front of Kogure. So far, despite of Koshino's best effort, the date was actually doing pretty well. Even Sendoh's less that graceful beginning had only managed to endear the younger boy to Kogure even more. He didn't understand how Kogure could fall for Sendoh and his moves. He had thought the older boy to be smarter. He didn't think that he would be so easily taken under the spell of Sendoh's smile, his wit, his good looks, and affable charm. He had been hoping that Kogure would be different and that just this once, just this one little time, that things would go his way. That * he * would get the guy instead of Sendoh… Koshino's eyes widened at this thought, attracting the attention of the innately curious redhead. " What's the matter, Pouty?" The Ryonan player didn't even take any notice of the new nickname that Sakuragi had come up for him. He was too shocked, too shaken to the core to do anything right then but stare at Kogure and Sendoh who were still deeply engrossed in their conversation. For as long as he could remember, he had deeply admired his Kogure-sempai. But it wasn't until now, now that he had fixed him up with his disturbingly handsome and charming best friend that he realized just how deep those feelings ran. It bothered him to see Kogure listening to Sendoh like that because it should have been him that Kogure was looking at with such rapt attention. It bothered him that Sendoh was calling Kogure 'Kimi-chan' because he should have been the one doing that and most of all, it bothered him that Kogure was right now out on a date with Sendoh when it should have been him that Kogure was with, and only him, right then. I like him…he realized, the look on his face must have been pretty alarming because Hanamichi was looking at him with some concern. The other two were far too busy in their own little world to take much notice of anything. I've liked Kogure for the longest time and I've only realized it now…it was unfortunate that this thought suddenly struck him while he was in the middle of taking a swig of his coke. The fizzy liquid went down the wrong pipe, Koshino gagged, and instinctively spat the mouthful of coke out, right onto Hanamichi's face. Trying to catch his breath and jumping to his feet, he made some feeble excuse, ignoring the enraged shouts of the redhead, before making his way to the men's room of the café for some much needed solitude. | Back | Next| |