Itsuka, Kitto...
Disclaimer: Sessha does not own any of the characters from SD...Only the one's I created...
They all belong to Inoue Takehiko...
"Ryota?!"
Ayako ran towards the window, and opened it.
"What are you doing here?"
"Gomen ne, Aya-chan." He took one step towards Ayako, before he continued. "There is nothing, absolutely nothing between me and Kaori-chan. I swear."
Another step.
"It's all just a misunderstanding..."
Another step.
Now, he was literally face to face to his Aya-chan. Until...
The sound of metal connecting with the concrete pavement sounded. On the first floor, looking up at them was Kogure, Mitsui, and... "Kaori-chan?" Miyagi said.
Ayako, by now was fuming. "Kono BAKA!" And once again, the foot long fan hit his head so hard, an echo could be heard. (from inside his head?....hmmmmm....hehehe) As fast as she had opened the window, the team's manageress shut it tightly once, and this time on a certain someone's fingers.
"ITAI!!!!" Forgetting for a moment that he was standing on a roof, Miyagi took a 'big' step and tripped on one of the tiles and slipped.
Mitsui immediately rushed up to help his friend or at least that was what Kogure thought, but...
:: CRASH ::
"Arrrrreeeeee????" Miyagi's leg twitched, as Mitsui walked up to him.
Picking up a twig which was lying on the pavement, Mitsui bent down to look at his team-mate. "Ne, ikiteru?" Using the twig, the three-point shooter poked his friend.
"Masaka...." Kogure shook his head. 'Sometimes I wonder if they care for each other at all...ahhhh....' Kogure said, pointing to the two, who were now wrestling.
"Ne, Kogure-sempai..."
"Ah! Hai?" The vice-captain turned in time to see a single fall to the ground.
Kaori looked up, smiling, yet tears flowed freely from her eyes. "Ano, I think I should go first, I have an appointment with a friend, and I'll be late if I don't leave now." Without another word, she retrieved her fallen can, and ran away.
"Kaori-san..." Kogure whispered, as the two who were busy fighting took no notice of their friend's exit.
_-_-_-_
"Itai...." Both the point guard and three-pointer shooter winced as their vice-captain applied some medicine on their bruises.
Kogure sighed. "Ahh...gomen gomen..." He smiled, when his finger 'slipped' and it 'accidentally' fell on one of Mitsui's bruise. No one said that the calm, kind and gentle vice-captain would always be the same all the time...this was one example...
"Itai!" Immediately, the three-point shooter stood up and towered over his poor team mate... "Kogure..." He said in a low, and rather scary voice.
"Aa...gomenasai...my hand slipped? ahehehhee....* gulp *" He said in reply, his hand raised with his palm towards Mitsui.
"KOROSU!!!" The next thing everyone knew, Mitsui was on top of Kogure, hands secured tightly around the other boy's neck.
"BAKA!"
::WHACK::
Behind the now-fallen Mitsui stood a familiar curly-haired girl, with her trademark paper fan in her hand. "Daijoubu, Kogure-sempai?" She asked.
The boy nodded.
"And would you guys mind making a little less noise, my father is probably kind of pissed that he had to miss his shows because you guys are here." Ayako pointed at the ceiling, gesturing to the rest that her father was probably in his room trying to sleep.
Everyone nodded.
Silence...
"Aya-chan?" Everyone turned to face the point guard. Getting his hint, the rest of the team said their good-byes and left. Except for Sakuragi of course, who needed some rather painful persuasions from their captain.
Before Ayako could say anything, Miyagi had stood up, and now standing behind her.
"Hen da na..." When she turned around, she found herself face to face to Miyagi. "Ryota?"
_-_-_Ayako's POV_-_-_
Huh? What's he thinking of now?
"Ne, Aya-chan...forgive me..." I hear him say, as he brought his head down towards down.
I panic, not knowing what to do, I do the most natural thing for me in moments like these...
::Whack::
"Itai!" he shouted, sitting on the floor with both his hands on his head, covering the steaming bump which was forming on his head. "What was THAT for...?!?!"
I giggled at the state he was in, and bent down at his side to help him up.
_-_-_
Miyagi eyed Ayako's movements, from the look of confusion, to her laughing at him now. It was at times like that that Miyagi felt so happy he could die.
"Hai." Ayako said, kneeling beside Miyagi, with her hand stretched out, waiting for him to take it.
Miyagi stared at her, hesitating about something. Ayako looked at him, wondering what was wrong with the boy now. She brought her hand back, and was about to stand, when Miyagi's fast reflexes acted.
From nowhere, Ayako suddenly felt Miyagi's hands grip onto her shoulders, as he leaned forwards to press a chaste kiss to the softness of her lips.
_-_-_
lol...sessha is going to end this chapter here....i think gravitation is finally getting to me...lol...*hits her hand*....bad hand...bad hand....::straightens up:: anyway, pls r&r, ne? encourages me to write the chapters faster...hehehe....*hint hint*....
Disclaimer: Sessha does not own any of the characters from SD...Only the one's I created...
They all belong to Inoue Takehiko...
"Ryota?!"
Ayako ran towards the window, and opened it.
"What are you doing here?"
"Gomen ne, Aya-chan." He took one step towards Ayako, before he continued. "There is nothing, absolutely nothing between me and Kaori-chan. I swear."
Another step.
"It's all just a misunderstanding..."
Another step.
Now, he was literally face to face to his Aya-chan. Until...
The sound of metal connecting with the concrete pavement sounded. On the first floor, looking up at them was Kogure, Mitsui, and... "Kaori-chan?" Miyagi said.
Ayako, by now was fuming. "Kono BAKA!" And once again, the foot long fan hit his head so hard, an echo could be heard. (from inside his head?....hmmmmm....hehehe) As fast as she had opened the window, the team's manageress shut it tightly once, and this time on a certain someone's fingers.
"ITAI!!!!" Forgetting for a moment that he was standing on a roof, Miyagi took a 'big' step and tripped on one of the tiles and slipped.
Mitsui immediately rushed up to help his friend or at least that was what Kogure thought, but...
:: CRASH ::
"Arrrrreeeeee????" Miyagi's leg twitched, as Mitsui walked up to him.
Picking up a twig which was lying on the pavement, Mitsui bent down to look at his team-mate. "Ne, ikiteru?" Using the twig, the three-point shooter poked his friend.
"Masaka...." Kogure shook his head. 'Sometimes I wonder if they care for each other at all...ahhhh....' Kogure said, pointing to the two, who were now wrestling.
"Ne, Kogure-sempai..."
"Ah! Hai?" The vice-captain turned in time to see a single fall to the ground.
Kaori looked up, smiling, yet tears flowed freely from her eyes. "Ano, I think I should go first, I have an appointment with a friend, and I'll be late if I don't leave now." Without another word, she retrieved her fallen can, and ran away.
"Kaori-san..." Kogure whispered, as the two who were busy fighting took no notice of their friend's exit.
_-_-_-_
"Itai...." Both the point guard and three-pointer shooter winced as their vice-captain applied some medicine on their bruises.
Kogure sighed. "Ahh...gomen gomen..." He smiled, when his finger 'slipped' and it 'accidentally' fell on one of Mitsui's bruise. No one said that the calm, kind and gentle vice-captain would always be the same all the time...this was one example...
"Itai!" Immediately, the three-point shooter stood up and towered over his poor team mate... "Kogure..." He said in a low, and rather scary voice.
"Aa...gomenasai...my hand slipped? ahehehhee....* gulp *" He said in reply, his hand raised with his palm towards Mitsui.
"KOROSU!!!" The next thing everyone knew, Mitsui was on top of Kogure, hands secured tightly around the other boy's neck.
"BAKA!"
::WHACK::
Behind the now-fallen Mitsui stood a familiar curly-haired girl, with her trademark paper fan in her hand. "Daijoubu, Kogure-sempai?" She asked.
The boy nodded.
"And would you guys mind making a little less noise, my father is probably kind of pissed that he had to miss his shows because you guys are here." Ayako pointed at the ceiling, gesturing to the rest that her father was probably in his room trying to sleep.
Everyone nodded.
Silence...
"Aya-chan?" Everyone turned to face the point guard. Getting his hint, the rest of the team said their good-byes and left. Except for Sakuragi of course, who needed some rather painful persuasions from their captain.
Before Ayako could say anything, Miyagi had stood up, and now standing behind her.
"Hen da na..." When she turned around, she found herself face to face to Miyagi. "Ryota?"
_-_-_Ayako's POV_-_-_
Huh? What's he thinking of now?
"Ne, Aya-chan...forgive me..." I hear him say, as he brought his head down towards down.
I panic, not knowing what to do, I do the most natural thing for me in moments like these...
::Whack::
"Itai!" he shouted, sitting on the floor with both his hands on his head, covering the steaming bump which was forming on his head. "What was THAT for...?!?!"
I giggled at the state he was in, and bent down at his side to help him up.
_-_-_
Miyagi eyed Ayako's movements, from the look of confusion, to her laughing at him now. It was at times like that that Miyagi felt so happy he could die.
"Hai." Ayako said, kneeling beside Miyagi, with her hand stretched out, waiting for him to take it.
Miyagi stared at her, hesitating about something. Ayako looked at him, wondering what was wrong with the boy now. She brought her hand back, and was about to stand, when Miyagi's fast reflexes acted.
From nowhere, Ayako suddenly felt Miyagi's hands grip onto her shoulders, as he leaned forwards to press a chaste kiss to the softness of her lips.
_-_-_
lol...sessha is going to end this chapter here....i think gravitation is finally getting to me...lol...*hits her hand*....bad hand...bad hand....::straightens up:: anyway, pls r&r, ne? encourages me to write the chapters faster...hehehe....*hint hint*....