Stupid Idea
AN: For this, you need your smile, your mouth, your voice, and your ha-ha-has. R & R.
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Ryota: WHAT?? Are you out of your cotton-pickin' mind!?Akagi had just ended practice, and before the team could even start moving toward the showers, the shooting guard had to break the scariest news any of them had ever heard.
Kogure: Maa, maa.
Mitsui: My prettiest girl cousin dared me to and—
Ryota: Damn! How could you do this to us!??
Mitsui: *whimpers* B—But I—
Rukawa: Do'aho.
Akagi: Are you tryin' to tell us we'll have to sleep with other guys around!???
Mitsui: I guess we'll have to—
Akagi: Baka!!!
*Sound of a fist slamming down on somebody's head*
Ryota: Yeah! Baka!
Mitsui: Mou! *Rubs his head* What's the big idea? Do you all wet your bed or something!? Or 'fraid of the dark, aren't you?
Ryota: How'd you guess?
Everyone: *moves away from him* YUCK!!!
Rukawa: I hate people watching me sleep.
Sakuragi: That's right, that's right
Rukawa: Gaya-gaya. *looks away* Do'aho.
Sakuragi: Nandato???
Rukawa: Do'aho.
Sakuragi: Nani!?? Kora Kitsu— *bonk*
Akagi: Urusei!! Rukawa's right. People watch you sleep.
Sakuragi: *recovers from the shock* Yuck, Mitchy! You foolish, idiotic Do'aho! *Inwardly rejoices that he shouted at someone without others shouting back*
Ryota: Mou!!! You fool!
Mitsui: *cowers* Ah…gomen?
Akagi: Noooo!!!!
Kogure: Maa, maa, minna.
Rukawa: Do'aho.
Mitsui: *shrugs* There's really nothing I can do. *sigh* We're all going to an overnight all-boys camp-out.
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Ryota: Can't believe I'm here. *Shoots Mitsui a death glare, followed by Rukawa, Akagi, Sakuragi and Kogure* (AN: Yes. Kogure.)
Mitsui: *Shrinks back* I—I'm sorry already.
The six somberly entered the camping grounds, each warily surveying the place, sizing it up, distastefully. There were other boys milling about, jolly, boy-scout grins on their faces, sporting contented auras.
Mitsui: *half-dryly* Oh wow! Isn't this grand?
Everyone: Yuck.
Rukawa: Why the heck am I here?
Sakuragi: A tensai like me shouldn't sleep on grass!
Ryota: *nod* *nod* That's right. Who needs it?
Akagi: *grunt*
Kogure: *Uncharacteristically pipes up* This sucks. Pure torture.
Mitsui: Ngh. Go get places for your sleeping bags. *Leaves like (snap) that*
Rukawa: *watches his sempai's retreating figure and sighs* *Looks at other teammates* Keep away from me. I don't wanna see your faces tonight.
Ryota: While you're at it—(starts to walk away)—keep your distance from me too.
Kogure: *downhearted* Saa, ikimashou?
Akagi: *grunt* Whatever.
Sakuragi: Ikimashou, my foot. *Walks away*
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Mitsui settled in a large willow tree's shadow and disgustedly dropped his sleeping bag on the grass and flopped down, flinging his bag off his shoulders. Damn. What a horrible, pretty cousin.
Mitsui buried his face in his sleeping bag and tried to think. How was he going to live this through!??
He felt someone flop down beside him. Great. Some stupid boy scout sleeps beside you. You. An athlete. How utterly exciting! Yuck.
Guy: The bonfire's about to start. *glumly* Dammit. Why am I here?
The last words sounded slurred, as if the guy was eating something.
Mitsui: Tell me about it. *Lifts his head* Wha—? *Sweatdrops* Why the heck are you here???
Guy: I wonder why myself.
Mitsui: *gazes like an idiot*
Guy: *smirks* Want a lemon?
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Ryota trooped across the grounds, searching for the darkest shadow that could hide him.
Actually, he searched the ground rather than the hiding places because he kept his head down, hoping nobody who knew him would see him here—at a boys' camp-out.
Oh, please no!
Ryota: *Looks around for a sec and sights a willow tree* Aha! Perfect!
He walked faster, so that nobody would dare cross his path or else be run down by the fastest point guard in Kanagawa!
Then he felt somebody's chest crash into his head. Ha! Nobody indeed! He looked up, angrily.
Ryota: Watch where you're going, or are you blind, you—what the heck—?
Guy: Hey.
Ryota: What are you doing here!?
Guy: What does it look like? Basketball?
Ryota: No.
Guy: That's right. Not basketball. Then what?
Ryota: I bet you're camping!
Guy: *grunt*
Ryota: Yappari!
Guy: Uh-huh.
Ryota: Hey, uh, what's a coach like you doing in a boys' camp?
Guy: And what's a PG like you doing in a boys' camp?
Ryota: Uh…camping?
Guy: Yeah.
Ryota: This sucks.
Guy: Like volleyball.
Ryota: *grunt*
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Kogure: Akagi, I don't wanna be seen here.
Akagi: Me either.
Kogure: It's embarrassing.
Akagi: Uh-huh.
Kogure: So I was wondering—
Akagi: What?
Kogure: You attract attention.
Akagi: So?
Kogure: You're tall.
Akagi: So?
Kogure: I'm with you.
Akagi: So?
Kogure: You attract attention and I'm with you.
Akagi: So?
Kogure: I don't wanna be seen here.
Akagi: So?
Kogure: You attract attention, I'm with you, and I don't wanna be seen.
Akagi: So? What's your point?
Kogure: Keep away from me.
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Rukawa: *thinking* Sweet willow tree shadow…
He removed the plastic-like cloth from the bag and pitched up his tent. He vaguely wondered why everyone else is content with sleeping bags.
He searched for the zipper and entered.
Rukawa: Ah… Thank you, Coleman. *gets in and zips the door closed*
Voice 1: So, how come you're here?
Voice 2: Okaasan. Too much basketball, she said. You?
Voice 1: Cousin—naughty and beautiful. How could there be too much basketball?
Voice 2: I dunno. Big imagination.
Voice 1: Right.
Voice 2: I got ya.
Voice 1: I got ya too.
Rukawa: *sweatdrop* Idiots. *thinking* Strange… The voices seem irritatingly familiar… But I don't care. Can't a guy get some sleep??
Voice 1: Well, look at that.
Voice 2: Look at what?
Voice 1: A tent.
Rukawa: *Gets up from a few seconds' worth of sleep* Idiots. Too noisy.
He zipped the door back open and stuck his dark head out.
Rukawa: Stupid guys. They should get their own willow trees. *About to duck back in when one silhouette called out*
Voice 1: Saucy, aren't we?
Rukawa: *Turns SD* *Blink* *Blink*
Voice 2: Leave him alone.
Rukawa: *Blink* *Blink* Do'aho.
Voice 1: Nani!??? Why you stupid boy scout—what the—? Rukawa??
Rukawa: *Blink* Naniyo?
Voice 2: Rukawa? Are you sure, Mitsui?
Voice 1: Well, duh, I think I know what my teammate looks like.
Voice 2: Oi, Rukawa. Want a lemon?
Rukawa: Mitsui-sempai?
Mitsui: See? He recognizes me! *nudges the spiky-haired silhouette*
Rukawa: Sendoh??
Sendoh: Want a lemon?
Rukawa: *Blink* *Blink* *Shake* *Shake*
Sendoh: No? But it's very delicious!
Rukawa: Iie.
Sendoh: You don't like lemons?
Rukawa: …
Mitsui: *nudges Sendoh* You're an idiot.
Sendoh: I am?
Mitsui: Yeah.
Sendoh: Oh? Uh…thanks!
Rukawa: Do'ahos.
Mitsui: Nani!? How dare you call your sempai a Do'aho!
Sendoh: I'm your sempai too. I'm a sophomore.
Rukawa: *Sweatdrop* *Shrug* *Gets back inside his tent*
Mitsui: Rukawa!!
Sendoh: *Blink* *Blink*
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Ryota: So, uh, where are you going?
Fujima: I dunno. Find Toru I guess.
Ryota: Oh? He's here?
Fujima: If I had to come here, it's better I get someone to drag down with me.
Ryota: *nods* Smart.
Hanagata: Oi! Kenji! Where're you goin'??
Fujima: Uh…somewhere?
Hanagata: *smirks* Smart.
Ryota: Isn't he?
Fujima: Aren't I?
Hanagata: Yeah. Maybe.
Fujima: Maybe?
Ryota: Maybe.
Fujima: Humph.
Hanagata: Now what's the problem?
Ryota: Humph.
Hanagata: What?
Ryota: *points* Saucy, rich, boy-scout-man.
Hanagata: Oh. *Smirks* A tent.
Fujima: Yeah. A tent.
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Sakuragi: Baka Mitchy, sending us here to an all-boys camp.
He kicked the earth with his shoes and continued to grumble and complain to himself.
Sakuragi: I have a big name! A tensai like me here in a camp-out is utterly unacceptable! I need to hide. Megane-kun and Gori are probably enjoying themselves in this boy-scout thingie. The baka kitsune is—
Kiyota: Hora! Look, Maki-san! The redhead monkey!!!
Sakuragi: Nani!???
Maki: Ah, Sakuragi! Whatcha doin' here?
Sakuragi: Nyahahahahahaha! Old senior and wild monkey are enjoying an evening in a boys' camp!
Maki: This was Kiyota's idea. *Shrugs*
Kiyota: Yeah! Isn't this just lovely??
Sakuragi: Yuck!! Baka wild monkey likes boy-scout outings!! And old senior agrees with him!!
Maki: *Sweatdrop* And? What about it?
Sakuragi: Nyahahahaha! It's obvious you don't have class!
Kiyota: Nani!?? What did you say, you redhead monkey freak???
Maki: No class?
Sakuragi: Nyahahahahahaha…
Maki & Kiyota: *Sweatdrop*
Maki: How come you're here?
Sakuragi: Baka Mitchy signed us up.
Kiyota: *nod* *nod* A good guy with good taste!
Maki: This geek here signed me up. He's got a reason. Something called 'experience'.
Sakuragi: Nyahahahahahaha! Baka wild monkey geek!
Kiyota: I used to be a boy scout when I was in junior high. The best part's the bonfire, and one of the things you gotta love—
Maki: Whatever. Shut up.
Sakuragi: Ahahahahahahaha! Old senior gets something right!!
Maki: Idiot.
Sakuragi: Nani!??? You wanna piece o' me??
Maki: *Blink* *Blink* What?
Kiyota: Roasting marshmallows, singing camp songs, getting to know others…
Sakuragi: What's wrong with him?
Maki: Just leave that dimwit alone.
Kiyota: Sleeping in sleeping bags, watching the stars, storytelling, sometimes games…
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Done! Next chapter!
