Title: Struggle
Part: 0/?
Author: Issei
Genre: Pre-Yaoi
Paring: Unknown
Rating: PG
Archive: Sdfic ML and Jem's homepage!
Please ignore any typo errors/ gammer mistakes.
Disclaimer: the characters do not belong to me..dun sue!!
Warning: The characters may be OOC.
Words in * * is action
Words in ^ ^ is character's thoughts
Words in [ ] refer to the setting
Words in ( ) are words by writer.^_______^
Prologue
It was after the photograph session. Having sat through the painful session, Hanamichi sat alone quietly in a corner of the dressing room. A throbbing pain stabbed at his back. His mind was in a swirl of pain. As he sat alone, he recalled the Sannoh match, images flashes across his mind. Indeed, they had won the three time IH champions, but his happiness was short lived. Ayako's words still rang though his mind, at the thought of it, he couldn't help but shudder.
"You might not be able to play basketball again"
The words ran though his mind. They haunted him. Is that going to happen to him? Will he be unable to play basketball again? The thoughts ran though his mind.. as he slowly doze off.
(After ½ an hour)
Haruko: Sakuragi? Sakuragi? Are you awake? It is time to leave now. Everyone has already left.
Hanamichi: HARUKO! *forces a smile* fine, let's go.
Hanamichi leans against the wall and using it as a support, he stood up slowly. But before he could even take a step forward, he fell back to his original position.
Hanamichi: Arg.^damn it.my back really hurts. ^
Haruko: Are your ok?
Hanamichi: Yeah I am ok. Can you please get my bag from the bench (bench is at the other end of the room) for me?
Haruko: Sure. *turns and walks towards the bench*
Hanamichi slowly pulls himself up using the wall to support him. He gritted his teeth and tears stung his eyes. He had not wanted Haruko to see him in such a pathetic state. He was the tensai, the best but now.he was reduced to a horrid state that cannot be even compared to the Hanamichi a few hours back. As he stood painfully waiting for Haruko to come back with his bag.he was glad that she had the witness the pain on his face when he stood up. His tired body slack against the wall. He felt the pain growing, stabbing making him go crazy (if he is not already).
Haruko: Here is your bag. *hands bag to Hanamichi*
Hanamichi: Hai *staggering a little under the weight of the bag*
Hanamichi took a step forward and darkness hit him.
Part: 0/?
Author: Issei
Genre: Pre-Yaoi
Paring: Unknown
Rating: PG
Archive: Sdfic ML and Jem's homepage!
Please ignore any typo errors/ gammer mistakes.
Disclaimer: the characters do not belong to me..dun sue!!
Warning: The characters may be OOC.
Words in * * is action
Words in ^ ^ is character's thoughts
Words in [ ] refer to the setting
Words in ( ) are words by writer.^_______^
Prologue
It was after the photograph session. Having sat through the painful session, Hanamichi sat alone quietly in a corner of the dressing room. A throbbing pain stabbed at his back. His mind was in a swirl of pain. As he sat alone, he recalled the Sannoh match, images flashes across his mind. Indeed, they had won the three time IH champions, but his happiness was short lived. Ayako's words still rang though his mind, at the thought of it, he couldn't help but shudder.
"You might not be able to play basketball again"
The words ran though his mind. They haunted him. Is that going to happen to him? Will he be unable to play basketball again? The thoughts ran though his mind.. as he slowly doze off.
(After ½ an hour)
Haruko: Sakuragi? Sakuragi? Are you awake? It is time to leave now. Everyone has already left.
Hanamichi: HARUKO! *forces a smile* fine, let's go.
Hanamichi leans against the wall and using it as a support, he stood up slowly. But before he could even take a step forward, he fell back to his original position.
Hanamichi: Arg.^damn it.my back really hurts. ^
Haruko: Are your ok?
Hanamichi: Yeah I am ok. Can you please get my bag from the bench (bench is at the other end of the room) for me?
Haruko: Sure. *turns and walks towards the bench*
Hanamichi slowly pulls himself up using the wall to support him. He gritted his teeth and tears stung his eyes. He had not wanted Haruko to see him in such a pathetic state. He was the tensai, the best but now.he was reduced to a horrid state that cannot be even compared to the Hanamichi a few hours back. As he stood painfully waiting for Haruko to come back with his bag.he was glad that she had the witness the pain on his face when he stood up. His tired body slack against the wall. He felt the pain growing, stabbing making him go crazy (if he is not already).
Haruko: Here is your bag. *hands bag to Hanamichi*
Hanamichi: Hai *staggering a little under the weight of the bag*
Hanamichi took a step forward and darkness hit him.