Disclaimer: Slam Dunk is created by Inoue Takehiko. I just borrowed the characters for a few minutes. :) The time line is a bit off because this fic was made a few months ago. :) Read and review, k? Arigatou!
Note: Thanks to Illy-chan for giving me the courage to post this fic! Love you! :)
Rukawa's Inhibitions
Christmas break again, is it?
I know I should be hibernating at this time of the year. I usually am. Until I met him.
Him with the annoying habit of bragging, him who is full of hot air. Him who has the head of flaming red hair.
Tensai, he calls himself.
I used to hate him so much.
Now he's constantly on my mind.
Ironic, isn't it? How I hate the girl who loves me because he loves her. And how he hates me because of her love for me. He is mine, and no one else's. He is not hers, definitely. She will never have him.
He hates me because he knows he can never beat me. I think of the time when he challenged me to do a one on one with him. How Mitsui and Miyagi drove all the others out because they were concerned about his embarrassment.
If I didn't know any better, I could have sworn they had feelings for him too.
After all, he is very likeable. He is very attractive. With his innocent looks, one could mistake him for an angel.
He is my red headed angel.
I often wonder how and why I developed these feelings for him. I've been straight for as long as I can remember. Yes, I admit, she is cute too. But not as cute as him. Him with the toned body, him with the natural athletic ability.
He truly has the right to call himself tensai.
It is truly funny, the way I fell for him. I met him on the first day of my classes at Shohoku High. I remember how he tried to beat me up as I refused to acknowledge her. Until now, I do not really care. I don't give a damn, even if she is my captain's sister. Since then, we have become rivals. Trying to beat each other in basketball. But somehow, between now and then, I realized that I cared for him in a way that shocked me as well.
I realized that I loved him.
For all his stupid ways, I learned to love him. Yet he remains unaware, he remains unaware of how I feel for him.
Truly, he is a do'aho. But he is my do'aho.
He really doesn't know how much I like the way he calls me kitsune. A pet name. It is kinda sweet actually. Does it mean that he does care, even just a bit?
I should just stop this nonsense. I know that because of his pride, he will never allow himself to accept how I feel about him.
It's perfectly fine that he knows nothing of my feelings about him.
These past three months have been a whirlwind of activities. I truly admire his adeptness at learning. Now he can play the game almost as well as I can. It is only a matter of time until he beats me.
And when he does, I can only look on in silence as he dances around and sings his "Ore wa tensai" song. He really is a do'aho.
I want nothing other than to grab him and kiss him passionately on the lips, on the neck, on everywhere else. I want so badly to tell him how proud I am of him and how much I love him. Sadly, this is not to be. Until he learns to forget the girl, he will never acknowledge me. And as long as the girl loves me, he will never cease to hate me.
Knowing this, it would take forever for him to accept my love for him.
It doesn't matter.
Even if it would take countless Christmases, countless times of snowfall. Even if right now he thinks of walking her home in the snow.
I am hoping that one day, it will be him and me walking together.
Until then, Hanamichi. I am willing to wait until then.
Note: Thanks to Illy-chan for giving me the courage to post this fic! Love you! :)
Rukawa's Inhibitions
Christmas break again, is it?
I know I should be hibernating at this time of the year. I usually am. Until I met him.
Him with the annoying habit of bragging, him who is full of hot air. Him who has the head of flaming red hair.
Tensai, he calls himself.
I used to hate him so much.
Now he's constantly on my mind.
Ironic, isn't it? How I hate the girl who loves me because he loves her. And how he hates me because of her love for me. He is mine, and no one else's. He is not hers, definitely. She will never have him.
He hates me because he knows he can never beat me. I think of the time when he challenged me to do a one on one with him. How Mitsui and Miyagi drove all the others out because they were concerned about his embarrassment.
If I didn't know any better, I could have sworn they had feelings for him too.
After all, he is very likeable. He is very attractive. With his innocent looks, one could mistake him for an angel.
He is my red headed angel.
I often wonder how and why I developed these feelings for him. I've been straight for as long as I can remember. Yes, I admit, she is cute too. But not as cute as him. Him with the toned body, him with the natural athletic ability.
He truly has the right to call himself tensai.
It is truly funny, the way I fell for him. I met him on the first day of my classes at Shohoku High. I remember how he tried to beat me up as I refused to acknowledge her. Until now, I do not really care. I don't give a damn, even if she is my captain's sister. Since then, we have become rivals. Trying to beat each other in basketball. But somehow, between now and then, I realized that I cared for him in a way that shocked me as well.
I realized that I loved him.
For all his stupid ways, I learned to love him. Yet he remains unaware, he remains unaware of how I feel for him.
Truly, he is a do'aho. But he is my do'aho.
He really doesn't know how much I like the way he calls me kitsune. A pet name. It is kinda sweet actually. Does it mean that he does care, even just a bit?
I should just stop this nonsense. I know that because of his pride, he will never allow himself to accept how I feel about him.
It's perfectly fine that he knows nothing of my feelings about him.
These past three months have been a whirlwind of activities. I truly admire his adeptness at learning. Now he can play the game almost as well as I can. It is only a matter of time until he beats me.
And when he does, I can only look on in silence as he dances around and sings his "Ore wa tensai" song. He really is a do'aho.
I want nothing other than to grab him and kiss him passionately on the lips, on the neck, on everywhere else. I want so badly to tell him how proud I am of him and how much I love him. Sadly, this is not to be. Until he learns to forget the girl, he will never acknowledge me. And as long as the girl loves me, he will never cease to hate me.
Knowing this, it would take forever for him to accept my love for him.
It doesn't matter.
Even if it would take countless Christmases, countless times of snowfall. Even if right now he thinks of walking her home in the snow.
I am hoping that one day, it will be him and me walking together.
Until then, Hanamichi. I am willing to wait until then.