AN: I don't own slam dunk. Period. I'm not exactly a Rukawa fan, but I prefer to make a diary of him because he is mysterious. It is nice to imagine how he reacts to some things… I don't know if he's OOC, you be the judge. Anyway, review if you please. Flames and suggestions are highly appreciated. Thanks.
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Kaede's Diary
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|+Rukawa's POV+|
I looked at the ceiling blankly again.
Close eyes.
DAMN!
For some reason, I could not sleep. The clock ticked constantly, racking my brains (if he had any… lol…) out. A while ago, I slept, but it was brief for my fucking sister woke me up for dinner, which hardly made me energized. Apparently, she made me eat food with something counteracting sleeping pills. I'll kill her…tomorrow.
I glanced again at the hardbound notebook on my desk and felt myself standing up. Is there something controlling me? Is my bed inhibiting me?
Obviously, I cannot even take a pleasant nap. Need something for a remedy… I heard some people saying that reading and writing helps a person generate a good sleep… Milk helps too… I glanced again at that godforsaken diary and decided to jot some… something. Just exercise my right fingers a little bit… they're too stiff…
I wearily went up from my bed; the steps taken to my study table seemed to be millions. I felt heavy… tired… irritated… IRRITATED!!! I hate people who wreck my sleep! Goddamn it!
So finally… aah. I eased myself comfortably on the chair and faced the diary. Diary, diary, diary, diary, diary, diary, diary, diary, diary… DIARY, diary, diary… DIAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYY. Heck, that didn't help. I thought reading was the cure. I repeated it and the word seemed to lose its meaning. Oh my God am I losing my brain too? (Gee, let's assume Rukawa is kind of 'twisted')
I sighed solidly and picked my ballpen, which is hardly touched at all. Dust accumulated on the sides and I found it rather burdensome to fix that damned stick on my hand. Carefully, I poised my hand on the diary and opened it with my left hand.
Then I started scrawling with my squiggly handwriting owning the book.
Um… what's that again? That word they always put before entering the main? AH!
Deer Diary,
I can't sleep. Can you help me?
Damn, that's stupid. A dumb hardbound notebook can't possibly help me.
Today I can't sleep. My sister tried to kill me. An hour without sleeping is hell. Tomorrow, I'll sleep in sensei's class. I don't care about them. I think I'll steal some time before practice. I don't care about them. Especially that do'aho. But Captain Akagi might get angry with me.
I checked myself if I'm still normal. Probably. I don't speak a lot, but I think I do in writing. I liked it actually. It's like talking to a trustworthy person. I poised my hand again and started to write again. One page will be better for today.
That do'aho is really getting in my nerves. I think he has that 'charm' that makes every person hate him. His red egged head pops out everytime I do a perfect shot. Anzai-sensei showed his contentment over my abilities. Contented also because I did what he advised me to do. And I will be the ace player. Mitsui's nothing for me. I can do a three-pointer everytime I want. Sometime I will prove that I'm better than everybody is. Or BEST. Then I will move to America… and…
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Rukawa lolled his head on the table and snoozed on. Drool escaped from his lips, covering his hand, which acts as a support to his head. His hair went down to his eyes, and the ballpen fell helplessly from his fingers.
"Do'aho…"
Three-fourths of the page was consumed with Rukawa's almost unreadable penmanship. Thus making him exhausted which brought him to slumber.
Rukawa's sister went in the room and peeked in. She smiled disappointedly and closed the lights. She stealthily went to Rukawa's bed and got a blanket. She discreetly placed it on her brother's back and smiled.
"Oyasumi nasai, bro. Tomorrow I'll give you a higher dose of anti-sleeping pills. Don't worry. You won't sleep tomorrow night," she leaned close to Rukawa's ear and said, "I promise."
And then she laughed evilly and went out of Rukawa's room.
"Oneesan… bakayaro… a…ho…" snore, snore.
TBC