Title: Lost & Found
Chapter: 1/15
Author: Yukijorou
Genre: Pre-Yaoi
Paring: Ru + Some girl (Fuyuzawa Miyabi), Yaoi pairing later.
Rating: PG
Archive: SDBC, soon-to-be in Homepage.
Disclaimer: SD Original Characters belong to me. Don't take. (I WISH. *cowers in fear as Takehiko Inoue runs after her with a chopper. Jodan desu. ^^;;;)
Warning: Inexperience = Poor content, most importantly, to some. And a heterosexual Rukawa.
Chapter 1: The Winter Elegance
"I don't think you are ready to go to the USA, Rukawa," the old man said gently, his fair fingers crossing on his lap. "You have talent, no doubt, and you proved yourself but being selected for the National team, but there's something that you lack, and you can only discover that by yourself." The young man trembled slightly, his fair and beautiful face cold and expressionless. Not saying a word, he turned and walked out of the room, not letting Anzai-sensei see his disappointment and anger. His fists were clenched, and his mind was a total blank.
A red-headed young man was sitting on a sofa in the hall, marveling at how clean and nicely-furnished the coach's house could be. A basketball was next to him, and his strong arms were crossed. "Do'aho," a familiar voice greeted him and he stood up, picking up the ball. For the first time in his life, he ignored the insult, and looked at the other guy, concerned. He never saw him looking so depressed before. Both Rukawa and Sakuragi were silent for a while, but Rukawa muttered, "My appeal is disapproved."
Sakuragi nodded expectantly as they walked out of Anzai sensei's house, heading towards their school's gym. Ever since the Nationals, they had finally acknowledged each other as friends, even though they still fight and argue from time to time. Rukawa had opened up more, and Sakuragi swallowed some of his pride. Okay, kind-of. After all, they realized that when they teamed up, they were invincible.
"Rukawa, I have an appointment with Yohei. I have to go off. In the mean time, don't take it too hard. Anzai-sensei did that for your own good," Sakuragi turned and looked at Rukawa as they approached the school gate. Rukawa snapped back, "What did I lack? Sakuragi Hanamichi, tell me! What did I lack, that I still can't qualify to play in America? This is the second time. Already, the second time."
Sakuragi was surprised, and he thought for a moment before a grin crept onto his face. "That is something that only yourself can discover. I can't explain it properly, baka. And anyway, Gori said that there'll be practice tomorrow morning. Nine a.m. Gotta fly."
Rukawa stared at the red-head's back as his flaming top disappeared in the distance, confused. Sighing, he entered the gym, which was empty. He switched on the lights and started his daily self-practice, dribbling the basketball and making dunks so beautifully, his every move was like art. After an hour, he heard the door open and turned to it, expecting to see Sakuragi or someone from the basketball team. But the door shut immediately, before he could get a view of who the person was.
He sweatdropped, wondering whether he scared anyone away. "Nan de." He left the gym and went all over the place to search for the peculiar intruder, but found nothing. Shrugging, he went back to the gym and started practising again.
Morning broke, and the basketball team assembled in the gym, as usual. "We have a practice session against Ryonan tomorrow, and no matter what, we must win!" "Yosh!" the team members chorused with spirit and Miyagi grinned. Being the new captain of the team was not easy task, especially when he did not look exactly like a basketball player, being of 168cm height.
But thank goodness, the members accepted him and he was given the same respect as to Akagi in the past. As Ayako, together with Haruko, entered the gym, he became speechless again, losing his commanding expression, and he blushed. "Ohayo, Ryota." "O..hayo. Aya-chan." he trembled, and many of the members were forced not to giggle. Rukawa smirked.
Ayako looked at Miyagi sternly and smacked the rest with her fan. "Turning into giggling idiots? Concentrate on the practice!" They nodded, touching their sore heads. Haruko smiled. "I have something to announce. A new transfer student from America would be the new co-manager, with me and Ayako-san." At the mention of America, Rukawa's ears perked up. "Kitsune." Sakuragi's eyebrow twitched, muttering under his breath.
"By the way, I heard that she is very talented in basketball, and she was in the High School champion Women's Basketball Team in the US. We never saw her play though. Haruko-san, please guide her in." Ayako said, and Haruko went outside and invited a girl in. She was as tall as Miyagi, which made him surprised and a little embarrassed, and had purplish-black bra-length hair and piercing blue eyes.
The girl was dressed in a simple black tank top and khaki shorts. Her creamy-colored, graceful neck was adorned with a silver Christian cross pendant. The girl was beautiful, and Sakuragi noticed that even Rukawa was staring at her. "Kitsune? Ano." "Nani?" Rukawa was not paying much attention to him, if that was called attention at all.
"Hajimemashite, minna-san. Watashi wa Fuyuzawa Miyabi desu. Yoroshiku," her voice was firm and similar to that of Ayako's, despite her feminine looks. As her eyes fell on Rukawa, she glared at him and turned away. The latter looked dead-panned. The others were looking curiously between them. "Ano. Kitsune, do you know her?"
He nodded, and said softly, "I'll tell you later." Haruko felt a tinge of jealousy because of the way Rukawa had looked at Miyabi, and she cleared her throat. "Eh. Now, let's begin practice!" "Matte, Akagi-san. I have something else to say," Miyabi interrupted her. "I would like a one-on-one challenge with Rukawa Kaede."
~OWARI~
Author's Notes: Just finished watching GTO. I liked
The name "Miyabi" very much, so I used that name
For my original character. ^^;;;
Chapter: 1/15
Author: Yukijorou
Genre: Pre-Yaoi
Paring: Ru + Some girl (Fuyuzawa Miyabi), Yaoi pairing later.
Rating: PG
Archive: SDBC, soon-to-be in Homepage.
Disclaimer: SD Original Characters belong to me. Don't take. (I WISH. *cowers in fear as Takehiko Inoue runs after her with a chopper. Jodan desu. ^^;;;)
Warning: Inexperience = Poor content, most importantly, to some. And a heterosexual Rukawa.
Chapter 1: The Winter Elegance
"I don't think you are ready to go to the USA, Rukawa," the old man said gently, his fair fingers crossing on his lap. "You have talent, no doubt, and you proved yourself but being selected for the National team, but there's something that you lack, and you can only discover that by yourself." The young man trembled slightly, his fair and beautiful face cold and expressionless. Not saying a word, he turned and walked out of the room, not letting Anzai-sensei see his disappointment and anger. His fists were clenched, and his mind was a total blank.
A red-headed young man was sitting on a sofa in the hall, marveling at how clean and nicely-furnished the coach's house could be. A basketball was next to him, and his strong arms were crossed. "Do'aho," a familiar voice greeted him and he stood up, picking up the ball. For the first time in his life, he ignored the insult, and looked at the other guy, concerned. He never saw him looking so depressed before. Both Rukawa and Sakuragi were silent for a while, but Rukawa muttered, "My appeal is disapproved."
Sakuragi nodded expectantly as they walked out of Anzai sensei's house, heading towards their school's gym. Ever since the Nationals, they had finally acknowledged each other as friends, even though they still fight and argue from time to time. Rukawa had opened up more, and Sakuragi swallowed some of his pride. Okay, kind-of. After all, they realized that when they teamed up, they were invincible.
"Rukawa, I have an appointment with Yohei. I have to go off. In the mean time, don't take it too hard. Anzai-sensei did that for your own good," Sakuragi turned and looked at Rukawa as they approached the school gate. Rukawa snapped back, "What did I lack? Sakuragi Hanamichi, tell me! What did I lack, that I still can't qualify to play in America? This is the second time. Already, the second time."
Sakuragi was surprised, and he thought for a moment before a grin crept onto his face. "That is something that only yourself can discover. I can't explain it properly, baka. And anyway, Gori said that there'll be practice tomorrow morning. Nine a.m. Gotta fly."
Rukawa stared at the red-head's back as his flaming top disappeared in the distance, confused. Sighing, he entered the gym, which was empty. He switched on the lights and started his daily self-practice, dribbling the basketball and making dunks so beautifully, his every move was like art. After an hour, he heard the door open and turned to it, expecting to see Sakuragi or someone from the basketball team. But the door shut immediately, before he could get a view of who the person was.
He sweatdropped, wondering whether he scared anyone away. "Nan de." He left the gym and went all over the place to search for the peculiar intruder, but found nothing. Shrugging, he went back to the gym and started practising again.
Morning broke, and the basketball team assembled in the gym, as usual. "We have a practice session against Ryonan tomorrow, and no matter what, we must win!" "Yosh!" the team members chorused with spirit and Miyagi grinned. Being the new captain of the team was not easy task, especially when he did not look exactly like a basketball player, being of 168cm height.
But thank goodness, the members accepted him and he was given the same respect as to Akagi in the past. As Ayako, together with Haruko, entered the gym, he became speechless again, losing his commanding expression, and he blushed. "Ohayo, Ryota." "O..hayo. Aya-chan." he trembled, and many of the members were forced not to giggle. Rukawa smirked.
Ayako looked at Miyagi sternly and smacked the rest with her fan. "Turning into giggling idiots? Concentrate on the practice!" They nodded, touching their sore heads. Haruko smiled. "I have something to announce. A new transfer student from America would be the new co-manager, with me and Ayako-san." At the mention of America, Rukawa's ears perked up. "Kitsune." Sakuragi's eyebrow twitched, muttering under his breath.
"By the way, I heard that she is very talented in basketball, and she was in the High School champion Women's Basketball Team in the US. We never saw her play though. Haruko-san, please guide her in." Ayako said, and Haruko went outside and invited a girl in. She was as tall as Miyagi, which made him surprised and a little embarrassed, and had purplish-black bra-length hair and piercing blue eyes.
The girl was dressed in a simple black tank top and khaki shorts. Her creamy-colored, graceful neck was adorned with a silver Christian cross pendant. The girl was beautiful, and Sakuragi noticed that even Rukawa was staring at her. "Kitsune? Ano." "Nani?" Rukawa was not paying much attention to him, if that was called attention at all.
"Hajimemashite, minna-san. Watashi wa Fuyuzawa Miyabi desu. Yoroshiku," her voice was firm and similar to that of Ayako's, despite her feminine looks. As her eyes fell on Rukawa, she glared at him and turned away. The latter looked dead-panned. The others were looking curiously between them. "Ano. Kitsune, do you know her?"
He nodded, and said softly, "I'll tell you later." Haruko felt a tinge of jealousy because of the way Rukawa had looked at Miyabi, and she cleared her throat. "Eh. Now, let's begin practice!" "Matte, Akagi-san. I have something else to say," Miyabi interrupted her. "I would like a one-on-one challenge with Rukawa Kaede."
~OWARI~
Author's Notes: Just finished watching GTO. I liked
The name "Miyabi" very much, so I used that name
For my original character. ^^;;;
