Escape
Disclaimer
If this were original, it wouldn't be fanfiction, would it? ^o^
Author's Note
Happy New Year! Happy Birthday, Rukawa!! This is going to my last update in a loong while - I have a really big exam coming up. Need to study. Grr.
Chapter 2
"Darn that kid."
"Rukawa, huh?" Ayako guessed, observing the brown-haired boy she knew so well.
Ryota turned to the pretty, curly-haired girl standing next to him, a distracted look on his face. "How could he fail to show up for practice today? We have a big match against Ryonan tomorrow! It's so unlike him."
"Maybe he's ill?" she suggested.
"But he was in school earlier today, I saw him. Hey! Who left that there? I said put back everything!" Ryota had stopped mid-sentence to yell at a couple of boys who had forgotten to put back a basketball and had simply left it on the floor of the court.
Practice had just ended, and Shohoku High's basketball club members were making a mad dash for the showers, intending to beat the crowd. As usual, they left a mess behind without cleaning up properly, and this rather infuriated Ryota, who was team captain.
He was about to walk over to them and reprimand them for their irresponsibility, but Ayako had beaten him to it.
Thwack!
Wincing, Ryota peeked between his fingers at the two boys kneeling over and clutching their heads, whilst their team manageress stood over them, a large paper fan in one hand. Normally, such a weapon wouldn't cause much harm, but with Ayako's strength.
Forgetting for the moment about the absence of their ace player Rukawa Kaede, Ryota and Ayako locked up the gym after making sure all the equipment was kept and the place emptied, and then left together.
"Damn, how could I have been so careless?" he chided himself as he half-ran back in the direction he had come from, his form highlighted by the streetlights that lined the area.
A middle-aged couple turned to stare at him as he ran by, but he ignored them and continued on his way. It was nothing new to have people stop to look at his bright red hair, the colour of which was rather remarkable, considering the fact that he was a born and bred Japanese youth.
As he approached the front gates of Shohoku High, Sakuragi felt his heart drop into the lower regions of his stomach. The gates were locked, and there were no lights on in the school compound.
Hoping dearly that someone might still be in the gym, he vaulted over the fence - an easy feat considering his height - and ran towards the direction of the gym, only to discover that the lights in there were off too.
From the front gates he couldn't get a clear view of the gym, but now he knew for sure. Nobody was there. All traces of hope left him. Now he would have to beg Ryota for the key, and then he'd never hear the end of it for being so careless - or maybe he could just come back the next day during practice. but no, it would definitely be gone by then.
Panicked and confused, he slammed his head against the door in an effort to clear his thoughts. And then an idea occurred to him. He'd done it before. Why not again?
Glancing furtively around him, he reached for the door handle and tried to force the door open - But to his surprise, the door slid open easily.
Muttering to himself, he made his way in the direction of the benches where he had left behind his prized possession. "Darn that Ryo-chin. must be getting old, forgetting to lock the door like that."
Making his way to the benches, he felt for the misplaced object and then drew his hand back in surprise when he felt his hand brush against something soft.
"What the heck was that?' he yelped.
He walked away and a few moments later, the gym was bathed in light. His hand still on the light switch, he squinted in the direction of the bench, his eyes still trying to adjust to the sudden light.
There was a person lying on his side facing away from him, but Sakuragi would recognize that head of messy black hair anywhere.
"Rukawa?"
For The Reviewers: Thank you all for reviewing!
anime_luverjc ( I'm not sure yet if I'm going to make it a RuHana. I'm rather inexperienced at writing yaoi. ^^;
Kiku_Rukawa ( I guess you're right, the prologue was too short to preview. ^^: Haha. My first fic, I'm worried that it will turn out to be a flop. And, as you can see from this chapter, Ryota is team captain, so it takes place halfway through Rukawa's second year at school. Thank you for the Christmas present, it's lovely!
himura_sadako ( What Rukawa does for work? ^o^ Everyone wants to know that, huh? Wait and see. I'd tell you if I could, but I'm still trying to figure it out myself. :P
teh_tarik ( I don't accept anonymous reviews? How do I fix that? Oh, and your nick. are you Malaysian?
Disclaimer
If this were original, it wouldn't be fanfiction, would it? ^o^
Author's Note
Happy New Year! Happy Birthday, Rukawa!! This is going to my last update in a loong while - I have a really big exam coming up. Need to study. Grr.
Chapter 2
"Darn that kid."
"Rukawa, huh?" Ayako guessed, observing the brown-haired boy she knew so well.
Ryota turned to the pretty, curly-haired girl standing next to him, a distracted look on his face. "How could he fail to show up for practice today? We have a big match against Ryonan tomorrow! It's so unlike him."
"Maybe he's ill?" she suggested.
"But he was in school earlier today, I saw him. Hey! Who left that there? I said put back everything!" Ryota had stopped mid-sentence to yell at a couple of boys who had forgotten to put back a basketball and had simply left it on the floor of the court.
Practice had just ended, and Shohoku High's basketball club members were making a mad dash for the showers, intending to beat the crowd. As usual, they left a mess behind without cleaning up properly, and this rather infuriated Ryota, who was team captain.
He was about to walk over to them and reprimand them for their irresponsibility, but Ayako had beaten him to it.
Thwack!
Wincing, Ryota peeked between his fingers at the two boys kneeling over and clutching their heads, whilst their team manageress stood over them, a large paper fan in one hand. Normally, such a weapon wouldn't cause much harm, but with Ayako's strength.
Forgetting for the moment about the absence of their ace player Rukawa Kaede, Ryota and Ayako locked up the gym after making sure all the equipment was kept and the place emptied, and then left together.
"Damn, how could I have been so careless?" he chided himself as he half-ran back in the direction he had come from, his form highlighted by the streetlights that lined the area.
A middle-aged couple turned to stare at him as he ran by, but he ignored them and continued on his way. It was nothing new to have people stop to look at his bright red hair, the colour of which was rather remarkable, considering the fact that he was a born and bred Japanese youth.
As he approached the front gates of Shohoku High, Sakuragi felt his heart drop into the lower regions of his stomach. The gates were locked, and there were no lights on in the school compound.
Hoping dearly that someone might still be in the gym, he vaulted over the fence - an easy feat considering his height - and ran towards the direction of the gym, only to discover that the lights in there were off too.
From the front gates he couldn't get a clear view of the gym, but now he knew for sure. Nobody was there. All traces of hope left him. Now he would have to beg Ryota for the key, and then he'd never hear the end of it for being so careless - or maybe he could just come back the next day during practice. but no, it would definitely be gone by then.
Panicked and confused, he slammed his head against the door in an effort to clear his thoughts. And then an idea occurred to him. He'd done it before. Why not again?
Glancing furtively around him, he reached for the door handle and tried to force the door open - But to his surprise, the door slid open easily.
Muttering to himself, he made his way in the direction of the benches where he had left behind his prized possession. "Darn that Ryo-chin. must be getting old, forgetting to lock the door like that."
Making his way to the benches, he felt for the misplaced object and then drew his hand back in surprise when he felt his hand brush against something soft.
"What the heck was that?' he yelped.
He walked away and a few moments later, the gym was bathed in light. His hand still on the light switch, he squinted in the direction of the bench, his eyes still trying to adjust to the sudden light.
There was a person lying on his side facing away from him, but Sakuragi would recognize that head of messy black hair anywhere.
"Rukawa?"
For The Reviewers: Thank you all for reviewing!
anime_luverjc ( I'm not sure yet if I'm going to make it a RuHana. I'm rather inexperienced at writing yaoi. ^^;
Kiku_Rukawa ( I guess you're right, the prologue was too short to preview. ^^: Haha. My first fic, I'm worried that it will turn out to be a flop. And, as you can see from this chapter, Ryota is team captain, so it takes place halfway through Rukawa's second year at school. Thank you for the Christmas present, it's lovely!
himura_sadako ( What Rukawa does for work? ^o^ Everyone wants to know that, huh? Wait and see. I'd tell you if I could, but I'm still trying to figure it out myself. :P
teh_tarik ( I don't accept anonymous reviews? How do I fix that? Oh, and your nick. are you Malaysian?