Thank You
Author's rants and ravings: Congratulations to me, I sprained my wrist. Maybe I will continue on this, since I've got a good idea for the ending...
And it IS possible to play in jeans, I do that a lot. ^^
Part 5: Aya against Rukawa, who will win?
"Ayra-san, take care of them while I bring Hayru-san to the hospital wing, k?" Ayako asked while dragging a really reluctant Hayru. "Come on! It's your fault anyway, training so hard until you had an asthma attack. You're lucky it was a mild one, or we'll have to contend with your asthma AND an ankle sprain..."
Ayra watched with a big sweatdrop as Ayako gave the poor boy an earful, pulling him along at the same time. So it's gonna be Ayra...
"So, everyone else alright? No one tripped over or anything?" She asked the rest. They shook their heads. "Alright then." She sat down and watched the match by herself.
"Excuse me, but do you know where Ayako-san is?"
She looked up again to see a short and brown haired girl looking back at her. There were two more girls, presumably her friends, behind her.
"She had to bring Haryu to the hospital wing, umm..."
"My name is Haruko," she said with a smile.
Ayra nodded. "Mine is Aratayashi, but you can call me Aya or Ayra, doesn't matter much really."
"Alright. Thanks Ayra-san."
"You're welcome."
It was the end of the practice session, and Ayra had gotten drinks for all of them. Haruko had chatted with her again earlier on, and she seemed nice. She sighed. One new friend. At least.
Akagi was with her. She didn't really mind; but she wondered. Ah, here comes Mitsui.
"Hey," she greeted. "Not bad play."
"Thanks," he grinned. She is a really pretty girl, he thought to himself.
"By the way, is Haruko..." she trailed off. It wouldn't do if she said something wrong, that would rub off badly on Big Bro...
"Hm? You mean Haruko-san? She's your sister too. Didn't you know that?" He said casually.
My sister?
Coooool...
"Ne, onee-chan, who is Arya-san? Is she our sister?" She asked.
"Yes. Did you tell her?" Akagi said while wiping off his sweat.
"Iie, I wasn't sure, so I didn't ask. Anyway, I think Mitsui just told her. Look, she's waving."
Sure enough, Aratayashi was waving to them, all the while grinning like a maniac. Mitsui was standing a little aside, out of her arm range to avoid being slapped by her. He, and the rest, were sweatdropping, not unlike the two siblings.
"Thanks for the drinks, Ayra-san," Kogure thanked her, as did the others.
"No prob." She smiled easily. "But can you call me Ayra instead?"
"Sure Ayra," he said. "By the way, do you play basketball?"
"Mm hmm. Why?"
"Oh, just asking."
"I'm not sure if I can still play as well as before, though. It's been a long time," she whispered the last sentence so Kogure would not hear. She saw Rukawa looking at her with that look of his, and excused herself from Kogure.
"Yes?" She asked.
"One-on-one. Want to play?" He held up a basketball in emphasis.
"What makes you so sure I could be a challenge?"
He just continued with his cold look.
"Fine fine." She looked down. He was too near, too close for comfort. He might see her eyes, her strange coloured eyes and call her a witch.
She did not want to start that now. "Half-court. And for fifteen minutes, no more."
He nodded and threw to her the ball. Taking this as the signal to start, she started dribbling. He guarded her closely and tried to find a way to steal the ball.
He was surprised when her dribbling was irregular. It was fast at times, then slow, with no particular rhythm.
"Onee-chan, what are they do doing?"
Akagi looked on as he explained. "They're playing using only half the court. Could be because they can concentrate more easily on the opponent, with the less space."
Almost immediately after the words came out, Ayra spun on her left leg and dribbled fast to the basket. Rukawa was fast enough to overtake her, and stopped her before they reached the free-throw line. But as soon as she stopped she jumped. Realizing that she was at the three-pointer line, he cursed his mistake as he jumped to block. He did not manage to get it as she threw a high lope.
Shimatta!
The ball went into the hoop neatly.
She was bent over, legs straight and hands on knees when Rukawa came back with the ball. But she stood up straight and nodded when he gave a questioning look. She understood what he meant. That he only wanted to know if she could still play. He did not care if she was sick or not, just if she could continue.
The next four points were made by Rukawa, and then Ayra tricked him and made a successful back lay-up. A three-pointer beat that; her common shot tied it. By then there was only fifteen seconds left. Time passes fast when you're having fun, she thought ruefully as she guarded the ball from him. Oh well.
She's smiling, he thought. She looks nice when she does. Her whole face lights up prettily. And she has this scent...smells like...faint rose...
Quit it, Kaede. She's Akagi's sister, you're courting death here. And she just tied you. Why the hell are these thoughts appearing now anyway?
She spun and ran for the basket, Rukawa close by. She suddenly stopped, and Rukawa saw her change hands. Quickly he held his hands up high as he jumped. Ayra jumped, but for a fade away shot. The ball brushed past his fingertips, but otherwise was not disturbed. It spun around the hoop, and then finally dropped in.
Ayra sat on the floor.
Crap, out of practice.
She smiled at Rukawa, who was almost looking shocked. Almost.
"You didn't put in your best. Don't worry about it."
He looked at her. "Neither did you."
Her smile looked sad. "You know, don't you?"
He did not respond, and merely continued to look at her. But the look in his eyes changed.
"Don't tell." She said quickly, before the others approaching heard. "Hey." She greeted them. "Yea, I'm ready to go now. Happily, in fact. I'm pretty tired now."
She went home, not minding that she was being scolded by her older brother and gently chided by her older sister.
"NANI?! That BAKA is Haruko-san's SISTER?!" A certain red-head was heard, voicing out several people's thoughts.
"...Rukawa, you didn't tell them, did you..."
He shrugged and was consequently whacked by the Legendary Paper Fan.
"We told you to tell them before we left! Not all of them were here yet when we went you know!"
"Like a certain bakarou..." Mitsui murmured, and of course, a fight broke out between that 'bakarou' and Mitsui.
But she managed to beat Rukawa while wearing jeans, Kogure noted mentally.
Food for thought.
Review please!
Author's rants and ravings: Congratulations to me, I sprained my wrist. Maybe I will continue on this, since I've got a good idea for the ending...
And it IS possible to play in jeans, I do that a lot. ^^
Part 5: Aya against Rukawa, who will win?
"Ayra-san, take care of them while I bring Hayru-san to the hospital wing, k?" Ayako asked while dragging a really reluctant Hayru. "Come on! It's your fault anyway, training so hard until you had an asthma attack. You're lucky it was a mild one, or we'll have to contend with your asthma AND an ankle sprain..."
Ayra watched with a big sweatdrop as Ayako gave the poor boy an earful, pulling him along at the same time. So it's gonna be Ayra...
"So, everyone else alright? No one tripped over or anything?" She asked the rest. They shook their heads. "Alright then." She sat down and watched the match by herself.
"Excuse me, but do you know where Ayako-san is?"
She looked up again to see a short and brown haired girl looking back at her. There were two more girls, presumably her friends, behind her.
"She had to bring Haryu to the hospital wing, umm..."
"My name is Haruko," she said with a smile.
Ayra nodded. "Mine is Aratayashi, but you can call me Aya or Ayra, doesn't matter much really."
"Alright. Thanks Ayra-san."
"You're welcome."
It was the end of the practice session, and Ayra had gotten drinks for all of them. Haruko had chatted with her again earlier on, and she seemed nice. She sighed. One new friend. At least.
Akagi was with her. She didn't really mind; but she wondered. Ah, here comes Mitsui.
"Hey," she greeted. "Not bad play."
"Thanks," he grinned. She is a really pretty girl, he thought to himself.
"By the way, is Haruko..." she trailed off. It wouldn't do if she said something wrong, that would rub off badly on Big Bro...
"Hm? You mean Haruko-san? She's your sister too. Didn't you know that?" He said casually.
My sister?
Coooool...
"Ne, onee-chan, who is Arya-san? Is she our sister?" She asked.
"Yes. Did you tell her?" Akagi said while wiping off his sweat.
"Iie, I wasn't sure, so I didn't ask. Anyway, I think Mitsui just told her. Look, she's waving."
Sure enough, Aratayashi was waving to them, all the while grinning like a maniac. Mitsui was standing a little aside, out of her arm range to avoid being slapped by her. He, and the rest, were sweatdropping, not unlike the two siblings.
"Thanks for the drinks, Ayra-san," Kogure thanked her, as did the others.
"No prob." She smiled easily. "But can you call me Ayra instead?"
"Sure Ayra," he said. "By the way, do you play basketball?"
"Mm hmm. Why?"
"Oh, just asking."
"I'm not sure if I can still play as well as before, though. It's been a long time," she whispered the last sentence so Kogure would not hear. She saw Rukawa looking at her with that look of his, and excused herself from Kogure.
"Yes?" She asked.
"One-on-one. Want to play?" He held up a basketball in emphasis.
"What makes you so sure I could be a challenge?"
He just continued with his cold look.
"Fine fine." She looked down. He was too near, too close for comfort. He might see her eyes, her strange coloured eyes and call her a witch.
She did not want to start that now. "Half-court. And for fifteen minutes, no more."
He nodded and threw to her the ball. Taking this as the signal to start, she started dribbling. He guarded her closely and tried to find a way to steal the ball.
He was surprised when her dribbling was irregular. It was fast at times, then slow, with no particular rhythm.
"Onee-chan, what are they do doing?"
Akagi looked on as he explained. "They're playing using only half the court. Could be because they can concentrate more easily on the opponent, with the less space."
Almost immediately after the words came out, Ayra spun on her left leg and dribbled fast to the basket. Rukawa was fast enough to overtake her, and stopped her before they reached the free-throw line. But as soon as she stopped she jumped. Realizing that she was at the three-pointer line, he cursed his mistake as he jumped to block. He did not manage to get it as she threw a high lope.
Shimatta!
The ball went into the hoop neatly.
She was bent over, legs straight and hands on knees when Rukawa came back with the ball. But she stood up straight and nodded when he gave a questioning look. She understood what he meant. That he only wanted to know if she could still play. He did not care if she was sick or not, just if she could continue.
The next four points were made by Rukawa, and then Ayra tricked him and made a successful back lay-up. A three-pointer beat that; her common shot tied it. By then there was only fifteen seconds left. Time passes fast when you're having fun, she thought ruefully as she guarded the ball from him. Oh well.
She's smiling, he thought. She looks nice when she does. Her whole face lights up prettily. And she has this scent...smells like...faint rose...
Quit it, Kaede. She's Akagi's sister, you're courting death here. And she just tied you. Why the hell are these thoughts appearing now anyway?
She spun and ran for the basket, Rukawa close by. She suddenly stopped, and Rukawa saw her change hands. Quickly he held his hands up high as he jumped. Ayra jumped, but for a fade away shot. The ball brushed past his fingertips, but otherwise was not disturbed. It spun around the hoop, and then finally dropped in.
Ayra sat on the floor.
Crap, out of practice.
She smiled at Rukawa, who was almost looking shocked. Almost.
"You didn't put in your best. Don't worry about it."
He looked at her. "Neither did you."
Her smile looked sad. "You know, don't you?"
He did not respond, and merely continued to look at her. But the look in his eyes changed.
"Don't tell." She said quickly, before the others approaching heard. "Hey." She greeted them. "Yea, I'm ready to go now. Happily, in fact. I'm pretty tired now."
She went home, not minding that she was being scolded by her older brother and gently chided by her older sister.
"NANI?! That BAKA is Haruko-san's SISTER?!" A certain red-head was heard, voicing out several people's thoughts.
"...Rukawa, you didn't tell them, did you..."
He shrugged and was consequently whacked by the Legendary Paper Fan.
"We told you to tell them before we left! Not all of them were here yet when we went you know!"
"Like a certain bakarou..." Mitsui murmured, and of course, a fight broke out between that 'bakarou' and Mitsui.
But she managed to beat Rukawa while wearing jeans, Kogure noted mentally.
Food for thought.
Review please!