Title: Struggle
Part: 4/?
Author: Issei
Genre: Pre-Yaoi
Paring: unknown?
Rating: PG
Archive: Sdfic ML and Jem's homepage!
all C&C are welcome. In the mean while do enjoy the fic.(
1 Please ignore any typo errors/ gammer mistakes
Disclaimer: the characters do not belong to me..dun sue!!
2
3 Words in * * is action
4 Words in ^ ^ is characters thinking
Words in [ ]
Words in ( ) are words by writer.^_______^
4.1 Chapter 4
[2 weeks later, open air basketball court]
Hanamichi stood behind the free throw line and took a shot. The ball formed a nice arc sailing though the air. As it approached the rim, it hit the rim with a soft thud and landed on the ground. Hanamichi walked to the ball that was lying still on the ground. He stared at the ball it looked alien, the orange ball. He slowly picked the ball up with one hand, wondering what he had done wrong. He recalled the positioning of his hands, it seemed right. His posture was also right. Now what could be wrong? He took another shot while pondering and again the ball missed the basket. Frustrated, Hanamichi slammed the ball down hard on the floor.
Hanamichi: ^This is all wrong. I am the Tensai. I am suppose to so everything right. ^
Not believing that was him. Hanamichi picked up the ball again. He releases the ball into the air and miss. Another try. Miss again. Another. Missed. Another. Missed. Another. Missed.
The session go and the result was always the same. Feeling all sweating and sticky, Hanamichi stopped. Deep inside himself, he knew that he had lost the ability to do a jump shot. He knew but he was not going to give up.
Hanamichi: ^Well I learn to do that in a week didn't I? I can do it again. ^
With this thought in mind, he prepared to leave, remembering Mitsui's reminder.
Somehow, he keeps recalling that moment, the day that Mitsui talked to him. He never had a serious talk with anyone except perhaps Youhei That day Mitsui sounded so serious. Feeling a little guilty for making Mitsui worried for him, he had decided to heed his advice.
Hanamichi: ^I guess it can't do me any harm playing a little less. ^
With that, he headed for home. But things were not going to be easy for our red head tensai. He had to face one last challenge before his training can end.
Hanamichi: Wild monkey?!
Kiyota: Red hair monkey! What are you doing here? I thought you injured your back.
Hanamichi: You dumb monkey, me the tensai I have already recovered and I am as good as ever!
Kiyota: ^good? When was he ever good? ^ Ha ha ha ha. Did I just hear a baka claim that he is a tensai?
Hanamichi: Hey you! I am the tensai and you are only a dumb wild monkey! Now go away and open the path for the tensai!
Kiyota: *red in the face, not believing anyone can be that ego (other than himself)* Oi, red hair monkey. You want a challenge from the best new comer? (self proclaim, everyone knows it is Rukawa!)
Hanamichi knew that he should not do any straining activities, but the challenge was too much for him, not playing for over 2 months moreover the opponent was Kiyota. Being his usual self, he accepts the challenge.
Hanamichi: You? You want to challenge the tensai? Let me show you my powers!
With that, he threw his bag down and dribbled his basketball to the middle of the court, waiting for Kiyota to join him.
That marked the beginning of yet another fierce one on one between the 2 year one boys. Hanamichi would have been more of a fight if not for his back. But he appeared to be lacking in aggression. Within 10 minutes, Kiyota was on his way to victory, with just one more basket to the victory. Kiyota seeing that Hanamichi lacks form, started taunting him (again).
Kiyota: Ha ha ha ha! You red hair monkey, what is wrong with you, you only touch the ball.*starts counting with fingers*.5 times? Or even less! Looking at you, it is not even as challenging, as I hoped, not even half of Maki's standard. Guess your performance at Sannoh was just pure luck. You aren't even near that standard! Hey, now let's change the rules. If you can get even one ball into the basket, you win!
Hanamichi: Hey you wild monkey. Do not think that I cannot win you! You mean it? One basket and I win? Fine you are on!
Kiyota's words started a fire within Hanamichi. He was burning with anger.
Hanamichi: ^How can I ever lose? I had lose to Rukawa that idiot and now the wild monkey too? ^
Hanamichi dribbled the ball towards the basket. He did a fake and Kiyota unfazed, continued to follow him. Hanamichi realised that Kiyota stuck to him like super glue (UHU glue?). With the last attempt in mind, he did another fake and this time he managed to get a bit more space to execute a shot from the free throw line. As the ball floated in the air, Hanamichi prayed silently for the ball to drop in. With a soft, "swoosh",
The ball dropped in cleanly.
Hanamichi: *relief wash over him* See what did I tell you? I am the tensai, did you see the ball go in?
Kiyota: *walks away* I am tired. I think I will stop here. What are you talking about? What ball? When did in went into? See? I didn't see anything.
Hanamichi: What! *Screams aloud* You are a cheater! That was the rule. I am the winner!
Kiyota: Rules? Did we have any? I don't remember. Let's call it a day.
Hanamichi: *starts chanting* Cheater! Cheater! Cheater!
Kiyota: I am not! *Continue to walk away*
(This argument continue on until Kiyota fades away)
Hanamichi: That cheater does not even carry out the promise!
A sharp pain stabbed Hanamichi on his back.
Hanamichi: ^Damn! Must have been playing for too long. Oh, shit! Better not like Micchy know that I strain my back or else he will go lecturing again. *Suddenly realise something* did I just shot a basket? I did it! I am a tensai! ^
That was just a comforting thought; deep down Hanamichi knew the reason why he had not been able to shoot well earlier on. He had been bothering too much bout his back. He is not relaxing his upper body, he is simply just to tense up. What is more, he realised that his movement were not as quick as they used to.
Hanamichi: ^Maybe due to inactivity for too long. ^
That last shot was just by luck, he was just too angry and forgot about everything and hence was able to execute the shot. If not, the ball will probably just bounce out. This was something psychological, something that no one can help except for himself. (Or was there someone out there who can?
To be continued.
Part: 4/?
Author: Issei
Genre: Pre-Yaoi
Paring: unknown?
Rating: PG
Archive: Sdfic ML and Jem's homepage!
all C&C are welcome. In the mean while do enjoy the fic.(
1 Please ignore any typo errors/ gammer mistakes
Disclaimer: the characters do not belong to me..dun sue!!
2
3 Words in * * is action
4 Words in ^ ^ is characters thinking
Words in [ ]
Words in ( ) are words by writer.^_______^
4.1 Chapter 4
[2 weeks later, open air basketball court]
Hanamichi stood behind the free throw line and took a shot. The ball formed a nice arc sailing though the air. As it approached the rim, it hit the rim with a soft thud and landed on the ground. Hanamichi walked to the ball that was lying still on the ground. He stared at the ball it looked alien, the orange ball. He slowly picked the ball up with one hand, wondering what he had done wrong. He recalled the positioning of his hands, it seemed right. His posture was also right. Now what could be wrong? He took another shot while pondering and again the ball missed the basket. Frustrated, Hanamichi slammed the ball down hard on the floor.
Hanamichi: ^This is all wrong. I am the Tensai. I am suppose to so everything right. ^
Not believing that was him. Hanamichi picked up the ball again. He releases the ball into the air and miss. Another try. Miss again. Another. Missed. Another. Missed. Another. Missed.
The session go and the result was always the same. Feeling all sweating and sticky, Hanamichi stopped. Deep inside himself, he knew that he had lost the ability to do a jump shot. He knew but he was not going to give up.
Hanamichi: ^Well I learn to do that in a week didn't I? I can do it again. ^
With this thought in mind, he prepared to leave, remembering Mitsui's reminder.
Somehow, he keeps recalling that moment, the day that Mitsui talked to him. He never had a serious talk with anyone except perhaps Youhei That day Mitsui sounded so serious. Feeling a little guilty for making Mitsui worried for him, he had decided to heed his advice.
Hanamichi: ^I guess it can't do me any harm playing a little less. ^
With that, he headed for home. But things were not going to be easy for our red head tensai. He had to face one last challenge before his training can end.
Hanamichi: Wild monkey?!
Kiyota: Red hair monkey! What are you doing here? I thought you injured your back.
Hanamichi: You dumb monkey, me the tensai I have already recovered and I am as good as ever!
Kiyota: ^good? When was he ever good? ^ Ha ha ha ha. Did I just hear a baka claim that he is a tensai?
Hanamichi: Hey you! I am the tensai and you are only a dumb wild monkey! Now go away and open the path for the tensai!
Kiyota: *red in the face, not believing anyone can be that ego (other than himself)* Oi, red hair monkey. You want a challenge from the best new comer? (self proclaim, everyone knows it is Rukawa!)
Hanamichi knew that he should not do any straining activities, but the challenge was too much for him, not playing for over 2 months moreover the opponent was Kiyota. Being his usual self, he accepts the challenge.
Hanamichi: You? You want to challenge the tensai? Let me show you my powers!
With that, he threw his bag down and dribbled his basketball to the middle of the court, waiting for Kiyota to join him.
That marked the beginning of yet another fierce one on one between the 2 year one boys. Hanamichi would have been more of a fight if not for his back. But he appeared to be lacking in aggression. Within 10 minutes, Kiyota was on his way to victory, with just one more basket to the victory. Kiyota seeing that Hanamichi lacks form, started taunting him (again).
Kiyota: Ha ha ha ha! You red hair monkey, what is wrong with you, you only touch the ball.*starts counting with fingers*.5 times? Or even less! Looking at you, it is not even as challenging, as I hoped, not even half of Maki's standard. Guess your performance at Sannoh was just pure luck. You aren't even near that standard! Hey, now let's change the rules. If you can get even one ball into the basket, you win!
Hanamichi: Hey you wild monkey. Do not think that I cannot win you! You mean it? One basket and I win? Fine you are on!
Kiyota's words started a fire within Hanamichi. He was burning with anger.
Hanamichi: ^How can I ever lose? I had lose to Rukawa that idiot and now the wild monkey too? ^
Hanamichi dribbled the ball towards the basket. He did a fake and Kiyota unfazed, continued to follow him. Hanamichi realised that Kiyota stuck to him like super glue (UHU glue?). With the last attempt in mind, he did another fake and this time he managed to get a bit more space to execute a shot from the free throw line. As the ball floated in the air, Hanamichi prayed silently for the ball to drop in. With a soft, "swoosh",
The ball dropped in cleanly.
Hanamichi: *relief wash over him* See what did I tell you? I am the tensai, did you see the ball go in?
Kiyota: *walks away* I am tired. I think I will stop here. What are you talking about? What ball? When did in went into? See? I didn't see anything.
Hanamichi: What! *Screams aloud* You are a cheater! That was the rule. I am the winner!
Kiyota: Rules? Did we have any? I don't remember. Let's call it a day.
Hanamichi: *starts chanting* Cheater! Cheater! Cheater!
Kiyota: I am not! *Continue to walk away*
(This argument continue on until Kiyota fades away)
Hanamichi: That cheater does not even carry out the promise!
A sharp pain stabbed Hanamichi on his back.
Hanamichi: ^Damn! Must have been playing for too long. Oh, shit! Better not like Micchy know that I strain my back or else he will go lecturing again. *Suddenly realise something* did I just shot a basket? I did it! I am a tensai! ^
That was just a comforting thought; deep down Hanamichi knew the reason why he had not been able to shoot well earlier on. He had been bothering too much bout his back. He is not relaxing his upper body, he is simply just to tense up. What is more, he realised that his movement were not as quick as they used to.
Hanamichi: ^Maybe due to inactivity for too long. ^
That last shot was just by luck, he was just too angry and forgot about everything and hence was able to execute the shot. If not, the ball will probably just bounce out. This was something psychological, something that no one can help except for himself. (Or was there someone out there who can?
To be continued.