"Why you disrespectful boy! Not only did you go to the spirit world, but half of this outfit is ruined! Do you know how long it took for me to make this?!"

Gohan was resting at home while getting a scolding from Chi Chi.

"I'm sorry."

"Let's not be to hard on him honey," Fuji reassured Chi Chi.

"And why not?! This was suppose to be his week to relax before he's sent back to that monster infested world! I'll need to have a talk with Claire about this."

"We can't blame Gohan if he wants to get stronger. Maybe he overdid it a bit but he has a job to do. Can you still be mad at him for that?"

Chi Chi looked at her son. He had bandages on his face and was lying in bed.

"Yes I can blame him! Your gonna stay here for the reminder of the time. Now I have to sow this outfit back together."

Chi Chi stormed out of his room.

"Don't worry son, she just doesn't want you to leave. She'll do anything to keep you here. Just rest easy okay?"

"I will. Thanks dad."

Fuji closed the door. Gohan laid back in his bed.

That was pretty intense. After that blast hit me, I can't remember what happened after that. Well, I knew I'd have my hands full with both if them, and I don't regret it one bit.

"Three point shot!"

Ayame jumped high and shot the basketball from the corner. It went in with a swoosh. Setsuna just couldn't keep up. They were playing a quick game at a local park.

"I just, I just can't keep up with you," Setsuna said out of breath.

Ayame started spinning the ball on her finger.

"Everybody has something their good at. You have your fighting and I have my basketball."

"No wonder you made the team."

"I'm so exited I did! You guys are gonna come to our games right?"

"Of course."

"Hey girlies!"

Three local boys came onto the court.

"Can I help you three," Ayame asked.

"By getting off the court, yeah. We're here to practice."

"Practice? Says who?"

"Says me, Dante Okuski."

"What school are you from?"

"Fakato Academy. By the tone you have, I'd say you go to Orange Star. That school has the worst basketball team!"

The other two boys started to laugh.

"That's funny, because I just made the girl's basketball team today. With me there, we'll mop the floor with you losers!"

"If only you were a guy. How about me and you play a game to 10? Then we'll see if your basketball material."

"I'm game. We'll go by basketball points. My ball."

Ayame started dribbling the ball from left to right, looking Dante in the eyes. She started to move to the right, but he was quickly on her.

"I'd knew you'd follow," Ayame said with a sly smile.

"Huh?"

In the blink of an eye, Ayame did a spin move and switched the ball to her left hand. Dante became utterly confused.

How did she?

Ayame went in for a layup.

"That's two points. You better step it up."

"Tsk. Don't get so cocky."

Ayame had the ball again. He took his time watching her.

"Why are you looking at me? You know your down five points," Ayame taunted.

"What are you talking about? You only scored two."

"Oh, that's right."

Ayame stopped short, jumped, and shot from the three point line, nothing but net. His friends just couldn't believe it.

"Are you gonna let a girl do this to you man?!"

"Get your act together!"

Setsuna was laughing at the boys.

"Don't ever underestimate a girl! You guys are pathetic!"

Dante was getting a little frustrated, but knew he had to keep his cool.

She has some moves I'll give her that. Well, since this isn't an official game...

Ayame had the ball. Outta nowhere, Dante scooped her up.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

"I'll be winning if you don't mind," he said with a smile.

He put her down on the grass, grabbed the ball and laid it up for an easy two points.

"There you go Dante!"

"Yeah, you showed her!"

Ayame got up and walked back on the court.

"So that's how were playing Dante?"

"Looks like it. My ball."

Dante dribbled the ball for awhile, then picked it up.

"Now you'll have to shoot."

"Do I? Outta the way!"

He treated the basketball like a football and charged right through Ayame.

"You can't be serious!"

He made another two pointer.

"Better step it up. I'm only one point behind."

Dante returned with the ball. He started picking up the pace, his hands moved fast from left to right. He jumped up, ready to shoot a three pointer.

"In your face!"

"I don't think so!"

Ayame tackled him out of the air, messing up his shot. He fell on the concrete.

"I didn't think you'd go that far," Dante said with a hurt expression.

"I don't like to lose, sorry," she said smiling.

Ayame quickly grabbed the ball and shot from the three point line.

"Yes, two more to go!"

Dante's friends were in utter disbelief.

"Dante, stop messin around!"

"Destroy this girl!"

Setsuna sighed.

"This game got out of hand fast..."

Dante dusted himself off.

"Time to get serious!"

Ayame bounced the ball a couple times. She looked Dante in the eyes.

He's gonna play for real this time.

Ayame tried her spin move again but this time Dante reacted to it.

"That trick won't work on me twice."

He knocked the ball away before it got to her left hand. Dante chased it down. He grabbed the ball and sprinted down the court for a layup.

"No!"

Ayame dashed in front of him, jumping high with her arm extended. Dante couldn't stop. He pushed the ball off with his fingertips for a two pointer, but was falling right on top of Ayame. They both hit the ground.

"Sorry about that. I couldn't stop. Are you okay," Dante asked.

"I'm, I'm fine."

Ayame couldn't help but notice his scent. His midnight musk cologne mixed in with sweat from playing so hard. She averted her eyes.

"Dante, do you think..."

"Yes?"

"You could get off of me? Your heavy."

"Oh right, sorry."

Dante got off of her and grabbed the ball.

"It's six to eight. I'm not gonna lose this!"

"We'll see!"

Dante dribbled the ball in front of Ayame, her eyes focused on the ball. He spun and had his back to Ayame, backing her down so he'll get closer to the rim. Ayame tried hard pushing him back.

"Your strong," she said.

"Being on the basketball team, you have to be strong."

Getting close enough, Dante did a hook shot near the rim. It hit the backboard and into the basket.

"Dante isn't far behind!"

"It's anybody's game now!"

Setsuna yelled from the bench "C'mon Ayame beat this loser!"

Dante had the ball now. He didn't make any sudden moves, knowing this would be the last play. Ayame carefully studied him, not wanting to make any errors. Dante dribbled the ball with his left hand, switching from time to time. Ayame took the initiative and pressed her body against his.

"What are you doing," he asked surprised.

"Making sure you don't score."

"Your uh, kinda close."

"Basketball is a contact sport. Is this uncomfortable?"

"I wouldn't say that but- Hey!"

Ayame took advantage of this and grabbed the ball from his hand.

"This game is mine!"

She drove down to the rim.

"Oh no!"

Dante was hot on her trail.

She's planning for another layup. I just have to gain some extra air.

Dante jumped high to block the layup, but Ayame stopped near the rim.

"I'd knew you'd try and block my shot."

No way! She anticipated this?!

Dante widened his legs and jumped over Ayame. Ayame easily shot the ball and made the two point. It was game over.

"Ha, I win! Eat defeat loser!"

Ayame stuck her tongue at him. Dante's friends were shocked.

"NOOOOOOOO!"

"DANTE!"

Setsuna had a stupid big grin on her face.

"Girls two, boys zero! We can fight and play basketball, HA!"

Dante went to congratulate Ayame.

"You really fooled me. Thinking you were gonna lay it up, I just jumped extra high. I'm glad I did jump high, otherwise I would've landed on your head. Alright, I lost fair and square."

"How was this game ever fair? Well whatever, I'm really tired. You guys can use the court now."

Ayame tossed him the ball.

"Lets go Setsuna."

"Yeah."

The girls left the court.

"Wait," Dante called out.

"What?"

"You know, for a girl you didn't do to bad. I was thinking, maybe we could play again sometime."

Ayame thought it over.

"Sure, I'll be happy to beat you in front of your friends again," she said in a playful tone.

"Funny, well how about we exchange numbers?"

Dante took out his phone.

"Hmmmmm. I don't think so."

"Huh?"

"If you want my phone number, you'll have to beat me for it."

"Your making this really hard for me you know that?"

"I thought guys liked a little challenge."

"Well, can I at least have your name, or do I need to win that too?"

"It's Ayame."

"Ayame, a name I won't soon forget."

Dante put Ayame's name in his phone.

"I'll get your number so I'm saving your name. Better be prepared to give that up."

"We'll see. Bye Dante."

The girls walked off the court.

"You two looked cute together when you were playing."

Ayame blushed.

"No thanks. I don't have any interest in him."

"Sure you don't."

Dante sat on the bench while the other two were shooting the ball.

That Ayame girl is something else. I took her too lightly. But just you wait, I'll get my revenge and your number. Then maybe we can...