AN: Oops O_o first of all, I am so, *so* sorry for the really really long delay before I updated this story *cringes* aside from being extremely lazy, I'd constantly forget that I had around one...two...three...a hundred? unfinished stories. I'll finish them though, I promise. *grin* sorry again!!! ( though I think all the people who used to review this story are long dead and gone...) Anyway, on with the story. R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own SD, just borrowing their characters. Oh, and in case you're wondering, they belong to Takehiko Inoue ( lucky guy...sniff...what a tensai...)
~Reverse Gears~
A Mitsui fanfic
Mitsui
I watched satisfactorily as I sunk another basket. Heh.
" And he scores another three-pointer," I said out loud, watching the ball fall to the floor, bouncing once...twice...
" Mitsui does it again!! The crowd goes wild!!"
I made a fist in the air triumphantly. Yup, this was the life.
Worshipped by fans-imaginary fans, but fans nevertheless.
" Boo!!!"
I turned towards the door, scowling. Obviously that wasn't from a fan of mine.
" Just who the hell--" then I caught myself in time.
It was that girl.
The girl I had seen earlier. She who wouldn't tell me her name!!
Her...brown hair, grey eyes. Herherherherher
My heart felt like it was going to tear out of my chest anytime.
I swallowed the scathing words I was about to throw at her. I was sure she didn't mean it. I mean, with a guy who looked like me, who'd have the heart to do something like that?
I walked over to her coolly, suavely, just like a real man would. Well, of course I did. Only I could pull off something as cool-looking as that. Definitely not Akagi, definitely not Miyagi. More so Hanamichi. Me. ME.
" Hey," I said in my most casual tone.
The girl just blinked up at me. Then she smiled. " Hey."
She looked down all of a sudden. I think she was a bit embarrassed. " I didn't mean to boo you like that earlier...erhm...thought you were...uh, someone else."
Ha. I knew it.
I smiled my most charming smile. This got everyone, including the teachers. Surely it would work on her too. " I know."
Then I decided it was time to...get more serious. I inched closer to her, and ran a hand through my hair, maintaining eye contact with her all the time. I was still grinning suavely, of course.
" Trust me, I know." Ha. She ought to be screaming her heart out by now.
She frowned. " You did?"
Oops.
"N-no," I stammered out. " I didn't."
Well. That was smart.
I stepped away from her once more. Way to go, Hisashi. Geez.
She blinked once more at me. I think I confused her by a bit. " Oh." I sighed inwardly. Obviously she wasn't going to fall for my manly charms...looked like I had to do things the hard way. " So, what brings you here, my fair lady?" I picked up the basketball and spun it on the tip of my index finger. " What would a dainty girl like you want to have anything to do with basketball?"
Her eyes flashed for a moment. " Dainty??"
Oops again. Wrong word, I guess.
But that was only for a second. After a while, she seemed to be normal again. " Um, no, I mean, uh, well..." she took a deep breath, then she went on. " I, um, was just looking around the school. You know, checking it out." She shrugged. " Y'know."
I nodded, a smile slowly creeping across my face. " I see." I couldn't help but act smug. " And we just happened to bump into each other again?"
She shrugged once more. " Accidents happen."
Yeah, they do, apparently. And this was one accident I sure didn't want to miss out on.
Hayane
DAINTY??
What kind of a word was that?
So this was the kind of thing they taught the students here at Shohoku.
I tried my best to smile after he said that.
I remembered saying something about how I was just poking about the school, trying to find my way about, stuff like that. Which was true, actually...I had been looking around, for the gym in particular, to see if I could shoot some hoops before my next class.
And I just had to bump into Mr. I'm-so-good-looking-and-I-sure-as-hell-know-it here.
Wow, this day sure kept getting better and better.
And of course, I couldn't just sneak away. Of course I couldn't, my mouth had to take over.
Before I knew it, Hisashi had come up to me and spoken to me. Much as I wanted to run away, I resisted the impulse and tried my best to be err, friendly. Hisashi was being 'friendly' too...too friendly, in my opinion. So friendly, I had the notion that he was already making a pass at me. Down boy, down.
Hisashi grinned at me smugly. I wondered what he was thinking in that pea-sized brain of his.
" So, Ms. Accident. Do you know how to play basketball?"
Okay, so maybe he knew something other than flirting. Basketball.
Oh well, good enough.
I cleared my throat. " Actually, yeah, I do know...a bit." No use showing off in front of him for now.
" Oh really?" Hisashi looked impressed. " Impress me then." He threw his ball over to me. " Show me what you can do."
I raised an eyebrow. " Are you challenging me?"
His face took on an expression of mock surprise. " Me? Oh, no." He smiled. " Besides, you're a girl."
Besides, you're a girl...
A girl...
I clenched my fists. And he said that like it was nothing...
Cool down, Hayane!!
Hisashi sure hadn't changed a bit. Still as prideful and arrogant as ever.
I'd fix that.
" No, I'd love to play with you." I tried my best not to let the smile get off my face. " One-on-one." I threw the ball back at him. " Your ball."
Now Hisashi's face took on a look of genuine surprise. " What??" he didn't even catch the ball, it just bounced off his chest. It bounced on the floor before stopping at my feet.
I just smiled sweetly. " I said, your ball."
Damn, I sure was enjoying myself.
Hisashi's brow furrowed. " No, I mean-you want to play? With me?" he gestured to himself, as if trying to make sure.
Well, of course I meant him. How many other Hisashi Mitsuis were there in Shohoku??
" Yes, you." I took hold of the ball and bounced it on the wooden floor lightly, smiling all the while. " Just a short game..."
Hisashi stared at me for one more dumbfounded moment before he began to laugh.
He laughed, laughed like anything, laughed for all he cared. His laughter rebounded off the walls of the gym, and out into the hallway where people stopped walking and stared, puzzled by his outburst.
My smile disappeared. I stopped dribbling the ball.
I didn't know what his laughter meant, but I sure as hell didn't like it.
Finally, Hisashi was able to recollect himself. He looked at me levelly, almost in a composed manner. There was still laughter left in his eyes, though.
" Fine," he said, looking at me coolly. " I'll play with you."
AN: if you want to know why Mitsui laughed like that, you'll have to wait for the next chapter ^^; which isn't that long before I post it ( hopefully...)
Sorry for writing like this, I'm a bit...rusty for not writing for so long ^^; but I promise the next chapter will be better ^^;
And sorry if this chapter was soooo short ^^; I had to make it short!!! Thanks to all the people who reviewed the second chapter :P you helped boost my self-esteem by just a fraction :P
That's it. R&R !
Disclaimer: I don't own SD, just borrowing their characters. Oh, and in case you're wondering, they belong to Takehiko Inoue ( lucky guy...sniff...what a tensai...)
~Reverse Gears~
A Mitsui fanfic
Mitsui
I watched satisfactorily as I sunk another basket. Heh.
" And he scores another three-pointer," I said out loud, watching the ball fall to the floor, bouncing once...twice...
" Mitsui does it again!! The crowd goes wild!!"
I made a fist in the air triumphantly. Yup, this was the life.
Worshipped by fans-imaginary fans, but fans nevertheless.
" Boo!!!"
I turned towards the door, scowling. Obviously that wasn't from a fan of mine.
" Just who the hell--" then I caught myself in time.
It was that girl.
The girl I had seen earlier. She who wouldn't tell me her name!!
Her...brown hair, grey eyes. Herherherherher
My heart felt like it was going to tear out of my chest anytime.
I swallowed the scathing words I was about to throw at her. I was sure she didn't mean it. I mean, with a guy who looked like me, who'd have the heart to do something like that?
I walked over to her coolly, suavely, just like a real man would. Well, of course I did. Only I could pull off something as cool-looking as that. Definitely not Akagi, definitely not Miyagi. More so Hanamichi. Me. ME.
" Hey," I said in my most casual tone.
The girl just blinked up at me. Then she smiled. " Hey."
She looked down all of a sudden. I think she was a bit embarrassed. " I didn't mean to boo you like that earlier...erhm...thought you were...uh, someone else."
Ha. I knew it.
I smiled my most charming smile. This got everyone, including the teachers. Surely it would work on her too. " I know."
Then I decided it was time to...get more serious. I inched closer to her, and ran a hand through my hair, maintaining eye contact with her all the time. I was still grinning suavely, of course.
" Trust me, I know." Ha. She ought to be screaming her heart out by now.
She frowned. " You did?"
Oops.
"N-no," I stammered out. " I didn't."
Well. That was smart.
I stepped away from her once more. Way to go, Hisashi. Geez.
She blinked once more at me. I think I confused her by a bit. " Oh." I sighed inwardly. Obviously she wasn't going to fall for my manly charms...looked like I had to do things the hard way. " So, what brings you here, my fair lady?" I picked up the basketball and spun it on the tip of my index finger. " What would a dainty girl like you want to have anything to do with basketball?"
Her eyes flashed for a moment. " Dainty??"
Oops again. Wrong word, I guess.
But that was only for a second. After a while, she seemed to be normal again. " Um, no, I mean, uh, well..." she took a deep breath, then she went on. " I, um, was just looking around the school. You know, checking it out." She shrugged. " Y'know."
I nodded, a smile slowly creeping across my face. " I see." I couldn't help but act smug. " And we just happened to bump into each other again?"
She shrugged once more. " Accidents happen."
Yeah, they do, apparently. And this was one accident I sure didn't want to miss out on.
Hayane
DAINTY??
What kind of a word was that?
So this was the kind of thing they taught the students here at Shohoku.
I tried my best to smile after he said that.
I remembered saying something about how I was just poking about the school, trying to find my way about, stuff like that. Which was true, actually...I had been looking around, for the gym in particular, to see if I could shoot some hoops before my next class.
And I just had to bump into Mr. I'm-so-good-looking-and-I-sure-as-hell-know-it here.
Wow, this day sure kept getting better and better.
And of course, I couldn't just sneak away. Of course I couldn't, my mouth had to take over.
Before I knew it, Hisashi had come up to me and spoken to me. Much as I wanted to run away, I resisted the impulse and tried my best to be err, friendly. Hisashi was being 'friendly' too...too friendly, in my opinion. So friendly, I had the notion that he was already making a pass at me. Down boy, down.
Hisashi grinned at me smugly. I wondered what he was thinking in that pea-sized brain of his.
" So, Ms. Accident. Do you know how to play basketball?"
Okay, so maybe he knew something other than flirting. Basketball.
Oh well, good enough.
I cleared my throat. " Actually, yeah, I do know...a bit." No use showing off in front of him for now.
" Oh really?" Hisashi looked impressed. " Impress me then." He threw his ball over to me. " Show me what you can do."
I raised an eyebrow. " Are you challenging me?"
His face took on an expression of mock surprise. " Me? Oh, no." He smiled. " Besides, you're a girl."
Besides, you're a girl...
A girl...
I clenched my fists. And he said that like it was nothing...
Cool down, Hayane!!
Hisashi sure hadn't changed a bit. Still as prideful and arrogant as ever.
I'd fix that.
" No, I'd love to play with you." I tried my best not to let the smile get off my face. " One-on-one." I threw the ball back at him. " Your ball."
Now Hisashi's face took on a look of genuine surprise. " What??" he didn't even catch the ball, it just bounced off his chest. It bounced on the floor before stopping at my feet.
I just smiled sweetly. " I said, your ball."
Damn, I sure was enjoying myself.
Hisashi's brow furrowed. " No, I mean-you want to play? With me?" he gestured to himself, as if trying to make sure.
Well, of course I meant him. How many other Hisashi Mitsuis were there in Shohoku??
" Yes, you." I took hold of the ball and bounced it on the wooden floor lightly, smiling all the while. " Just a short game..."
Hisashi stared at me for one more dumbfounded moment before he began to laugh.
He laughed, laughed like anything, laughed for all he cared. His laughter rebounded off the walls of the gym, and out into the hallway where people stopped walking and stared, puzzled by his outburst.
My smile disappeared. I stopped dribbling the ball.
I didn't know what his laughter meant, but I sure as hell didn't like it.
Finally, Hisashi was able to recollect himself. He looked at me levelly, almost in a composed manner. There was still laughter left in his eyes, though.
" Fine," he said, looking at me coolly. " I'll play with you."
AN: if you want to know why Mitsui laughed like that, you'll have to wait for the next chapter ^^; which isn't that long before I post it ( hopefully...)
Sorry for writing like this, I'm a bit...rusty for not writing for so long ^^; but I promise the next chapter will be better ^^;
And sorry if this chapter was soooo short ^^; I had to make it short!!! Thanks to all the people who reviewed the second chapter :P you helped boost my self-esteem by just a fraction :P
That's it. R&R !