AN: I don't own Slam Dunk - period. Review if you please. Flames and comments are highly appreciated. Thanks to all the people who reviewed this fic. And if you are kind enough, please suggest a name for Rukawa's sister. My brain's not programmed to think of Japanese names. Thanks.
Another AN: (Concerning the story) This is about Rukawa's diary, but of course, I must also present what happens in Rukawa's daily life. Then, he writes in the diary and interprets what he felt about the things which occurred. I think this fic will lead to a RuHana or whatever. On with the story…
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Kaede's Diary
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"Kaede!!! Breakfast's ready!"
Blink, blink.
Then I remembered. I re-mem-bered that I slept late last night. I remembered I slept at 11:00 p.m. just because of this damned girl calling me today at 6:00 a.m.. She is consigned to hell. I only slept seven hours, three hours far from my standard sleep.
Yet when I raised my head, a pang of pain knocked the side of my head. Evidently, my head was on my arm all through out my sleep. The surroundings twisted and turned once I raised my head. Then, cold and wet something soaked my upper body. This time my vision cleared and I saw my sister wearing that insane smirk on her face.
I'll kill her, I'll kill her. I chanted to myself like a mantra.
I wanted to raise my fist, however my whole body felt like liquefied jelly. I was in her power, AGAIN.
Shit.
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"Rukawa, pass!"
Why should I pass it to you?
"I said PASS!" Miyagi yelled furiously, his hand open for the ball. I averted my gaze from him and advanced to the hoop. With Yasuda and a freshman guarding me, I made a simple lay-up and let myself fall like a cat to the floor.
Instantly, the three deranged girls squealed like dying mice and cheered their stupid songs with matching choreography. Haruko was sporting heart-eyes on the corner. I want to cover my ears...
"That was not even a good shot!" Sakuragi wailed angrily, after seeing his Haruko beam like a possessed on the corner. Now I really have to cover my ears from this do'aho...
"Do'aho," I ran to the other side of the court, leaving the red-headed monkey steam with anger.
"Grrr... I'll kick your ass, kitsune!" a natural reply for a normal day. Sigh.
Miyagi was the one in possession of the ball and I opened my hands, letting my eyes speak my intentions. Yet he was still mad for not passing the ball to him so he dribbled the ball himself and tried to make a two-point shot. But Sakuragi was there with his big shaved head to block the shorty. Mitsui retrieved the ball and made a three-point shot, making the score tie.
I sighed and shook my head. "We didn't score for you didn't pass the ball to me," I muttered to Miyagi. The short man stamped his feet childishly in annoyance. Meanwhile, Ayako grinned.
"Rukawa!" Kakuta passed the ball to me and I made a fadeaway shot with Mitsui guarding. The whistle went out and the game was over. We won. I clenched my fist and stole a glance at Mitsui. This time I beat him.
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"Oi, Rukawa!" a certain someone called out behind me. I kept on pedalling, ignoring a certain do'aho trying to annoy or disturb me. I glanced at the caller and saw Ayako tailed by Miyagi. Sigh.
"Rukawa! Don't you dare ignore Aya-chan!"
"Shut up, Ryota," Ayako commanded the point guard. Miyagi instantly fell into silence.
"Um, Rukawa?" started Ayako.
"Go away."
"Rukawa, I'll pounce you to death!"
"Ryota!"
"Hai, hai, Aya-chan. Gomen ne."
"What?" I tiredly asked to make them silent. My limbs felt soft…
"Rukawa, your sister asked me to give this to you," Ayako handed Rukawa the small piece of paper, which he immediately snatched from her hand.
"Go away now."
"Rukawa! Say thank you, NOW!"
Ayako got a paper fan from nowhere and spanked Miyagi on the head. "Shut up, will you?" I pedalled with the remaining energy I've got and their voices faded, thank heavens. I shut my eyes tiredly…
Oh…
I forgot that I've got a note from my so-called sister. It tires me to hold the note so I opened it. It said:
Kaede, I have decided to follow Dad in Hokkaido for a special assignment in our paper. I hope you won't die in the house. For the while, you will be in charge of our humble abode. See you after some weeks, or, hopefully, MONTHS! Be happy!
Hell on it.
It's a curse to do all the things she does.
Damn all sisters.
One thing's for sure: I won't get proper sleep starting tonight.
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Diary,
I don't know why I am doing this. Maybe I am too hungry to sleep. I am afraid that the food prepared in the kitchen have poison. What luck. Maybe I have to call some delivery food for tonight. I won't suffer just because my fucking sister left me. I won't have to show how lousy I am. I am the best basketball player, so I have to be able with work here too.
My stomach grumbled and I stopped writing. Even these stupid hands felt wobbly and weak… Maybe I really have to call a fast food delivery to fill this stubborn stomach. Slowly, I went to the phone and dialed the noodle shop's number.
"Oyasumi nasai!"
"I want beef wanton noodles now." It was the first thing which entered my mind. My stomach complained again.
"Err… what's your address, mister?" In a brief and cold voice, I answered with my address.
"I want it now," I stubbornly commanded.
"Hai! Hai! Arigatou!" doot, doot, doot (busy tone)…
I went back to my desk and started writing again. I must really forget this pain I feel in my stomach…
I really feel hungry now. I hope I won't collapse like that girly Mitsui did in that game. I beat him this afternoon. His skill in guarding won't even be good for me. I easily escaped him. Now I'm really the ace player. He is too unskilled to be the ace player. I deserve it.
As usual, I'm still irritated about that do'aho. Is he too jealous about my ability? He always curse at me like I'm his long-time enemy. (I halted for a moment to think) Maybe he's gay. Period.
I wish I had poison gas to spray to those shitty slut girls and make them die. Their squeals always break my concentration! I will kill them. Tomorrow, maybe. (this part was written in hard, untidy letters) Akagi showed he doesn't like the noise. I hope Otousan's here so I can borrow his rifle. I'll kill the three of them, and that do'aho. The world may turn peaceful again.
I can't imagine Ayako falling for Miyagi. They're both crazy. Compatible. But I must admit that Ayako's beautiful. Any hentai can say that her body's perfect. For she wears seducing outfits. It's her problem if a hentai suddenly grabs her. Why am I thinking of that? Shit.
The delivery man's here. I can finally eat. Bakayaro.
I opened the door and paid him with sister's money.
"Arigatou!"
"Do'aho."
*Slurp, slurp*
TBC