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Author's rantings and ravings: I hate ff.net for always changing the format.
Argh....
Thanks to:
Wadohui: I'm not going to rewrite it. Just replan. Thanks!
sLL: thank u!
Tensaispira: u are the best!! U've reviewed every1 of my chapters...so happi!!! Did I say u were a guy? I checked but I didn't seem to...oh well. Sumimasen!! *bows* and like I said to Wadohui, I'm just gonna replan, not rewrite. I'll cry if I have to. See yaz!
E.J: thanks thanks!!
Mary Grace Eleonor Valencia: ....u have a very long nick. Sorry but ur msg was cut off halfway. Wouldn't mind if u repost it tho. ^^;;
Ok ok, I'll give you chapter 8....
Chapter 8: Seta
Rukawa was shooting hoops when Aya and Mitsui came in, chatting away happily. Aya waved at him before heading towards the changing room. Mitsui was about to follow her when she turned and hit his head.
"Itai! Why did you hit me?"
"Pervert! I'm going to the girls'! Unless." she trailed off and sniggered.
Mitsui turned to an interesting shade of red. "Baka!"
She shrugged and went in. "Your fault."
"Is not!" He called back after her, then shrugged off his jacket and picked up another ball. "Hey," he greeted Rukawa. He nodded back and continued to shoot. Somehow his aim was now a bit off; instead of going in neatly as usual, the ball kept bouncing off the rim, then going in. Mitsui was having the same problem too, practicing his three-pointers. Rukawa could tell by the sound of the ball touching the hoop.
"Back!" Aya said cheerfully. She threw her clothes to one corner and joined them. "Rukawa, have you seen Haruko?"
He shrugged.
"Alright, thanks." Aya picked another ball from the basket and started dribbling it, when another boy unexpectedly charged in from the door. He had light brown hair, at an average height and had dark brown eyes. He was not bad looking, Aya thought, but he could at least be more polite.
"Hey! Ever heard of coming in quietly?" She yelled irritably. The newcomer just grinned cheekily at her.
"No, I believe in making a big entrance."
"Some entrance," she snorted. "There's only three people in here, and you call it big?"
"Big enough for me." He bowed mockingly at Mitsui. "Hello, senior." He ignored Rukawa, who ignored him anyway. "Nice girl. Where did you pick her up?"
"Seta." Mitsui nodded slightly at him and turned to Aya. "Forget him, he's just a loser."
"I know he is." Aya gritted her teeth. "Seta, greet your higher. Now."
"I already did."
"Don't act smart with me," she snapped. "You know who I'm talking about."
"Super Rookie?" he said disdainfully. "I couldn't care less about him."
Something in Aya snapped. It must have been something about the events of that day, but never the less she strode over and slapped him.
"You may not, but I do." Her voice was like cold steel. "He's your higher too. Now greet him. Before I lose my temper and beg for Brother's pardon later."
Seta's face was red, but the print of Aya's hand was redder. Rukawa had stopped when she said she cared for him. By the look of recent things, he thought she cared more for Mitsui than him.
Seta spat on the floor. "Why should I listen to you, a little foreign brat?"
In a flash, both Mitsui and Rukawa were on him. "Take back what you said, or both of us will make you wish you did," Mitsui growled.
"Asshole." Rukawa said clearly. "You don't belong here."
Aya agreed with him. "Basketball doesn't need people with attitude problems like you. Get out of here."
Seta looked from one fierce face to another and swallowed thickly. "I'm sorry and I take back what I said. Please, don't kick me out," he pleaded.
Both Mitsui and Aya raised their eyebrows. "I don't see why not. Your attendance is irregular, and for all the times I've been here when you were, your attitude's been pretty bad. Isn't it, Rukawa?" Mitsui said lightly.
He nodded, his usually fierce look becoming even fiercer. "You don't treat basketball with respect." He said quietly. "You act as if it's all a game, something to drop anytime you want. It isn't.
We don't need people like you."
Aya knelt beside his head. "Give us one good reason why we shouldn't kick you out."
Seta stopped struggling and a faraway look came to his eyes.
"Basketball is my life. I can't live without it. Take it away from me and...I don't know what I'll do."
Rukawa understood him. But his behaviour was intolerable, especially towards Aya.
She got up. "It's ok Rukawa, Mitsui. I forgive him." They helped him get up, although the males with not very good grace. Neverless Seta gave them a grateful look. "Thanks. Sorry for earlier."
They just nodded. Aya looked around. "We can play two-on-two now."
Seta looked incredulous. "What?"
"I said we can play a two-on-two game, before the others come," she repeated patiently. "Or do you not want to play?"
Seta smiled. "Sure I wanna play." He teamed up with Mitsui, who looked as if he disagreed with the team arrangement. Aya patted him on the back and joined Rukawa.
"Who gets the ball first?" Mitsui called, bouncing the basketball.
"They can have it. Since they're handicapped." Seta grinned at Aya.
"Uh-huh. Good joke." Aya caught the ball and dribbled it slowly to the net. Seta guarded her, preventing her from continuing on. Mitsui blocked Rukawa from going forward for a pass.
Aya dribbled it irregularly again, repeating her trick from the match yesterday. It worked, making Seta confused and unable to steal the ball from her. Mitsui grinned. Rukawa smiled. Very, very slightly.
She turned to her left and jumped. Seta jumped with her, a hand stretched to deflect her throw. Rukawa started to run to his right. Aya threw the ball from her side, making sure it overshot a little so Mitsui couldn't get it. Rukawa caught it neatly and ran to the net, dribbling the ball quickly. Aya ran further apart, dodging Seta occasionally. Mitsui was running alongside Rukawa, waiting for a chance to steal the ball.
He isn't that bad, Aya thought as she suddenly went to her left, went diagonally right at a fast pace and ran straight again, losing Seta for a few seconds. Just inexperienced.
Rukawa faked a shot and passed it to Aya. Seta managed to intercept it and stole the ball. "That was easy." He scoffed. And dribbled air.
"Nani?"
Aya ran with the ball, throwing it to Rukawa and getting it back just as easily. Mitsui was unsure of who was going to be the finisher, and decided to be in the middle for easier access to both. Just then, Aya stopped and raised her arms slightly. She now had the ball.
Mitsui jumped as she did, arms out and ready to block. Quickly she brought her arms back down and passed it back to Rukawa, who shot it in. Seta tried to block but was unsuccessful.
Aya lied on the floor, exhausted but exhilarated. She hasn't been this psyched up since...forever. A shadow towered over her. She smiled at the person.
"Hey," Mitsui said. He grabbed her hands and pulled her up. Rukawa noticed a small expression of pain crossing her face before it disappeared. He highly doubted that Mitsui saw it; it was so quick.
Seta saw his face and grinned. "You like her, don't you?"
Rukawa gave him a fierce glare.
He remained undaunted. "So I'm correct? You better grab her fast before Senior does."
Rukawa pondered over his words as Seta walked away. He might be right. But Aya is Akagi's sister. And anyway he wasn't sure if he likes her, or vice versa.
Do I?
This is looooong, ne? review please!! Forgive the top, I had frappe mocha today...
Author's rantings and ravings: I hate ff.net for always changing the format.
Argh....
Thanks to:
Wadohui: I'm not going to rewrite it. Just replan. Thanks!
sLL: thank u!
Tensaispira: u are the best!! U've reviewed every1 of my chapters...so happi!!! Did I say u were a guy? I checked but I didn't seem to...oh well. Sumimasen!! *bows* and like I said to Wadohui, I'm just gonna replan, not rewrite. I'll cry if I have to. See yaz!
E.J: thanks thanks!!
Mary Grace Eleonor Valencia: ....u have a very long nick. Sorry but ur msg was cut off halfway. Wouldn't mind if u repost it tho. ^^;;
Ok ok, I'll give you chapter 8....
Chapter 8: Seta
Rukawa was shooting hoops when Aya and Mitsui came in, chatting away happily. Aya waved at him before heading towards the changing room. Mitsui was about to follow her when she turned and hit his head.
"Itai! Why did you hit me?"
"Pervert! I'm going to the girls'! Unless." she trailed off and sniggered.
Mitsui turned to an interesting shade of red. "Baka!"
She shrugged and went in. "Your fault."
"Is not!" He called back after her, then shrugged off his jacket and picked up another ball. "Hey," he greeted Rukawa. He nodded back and continued to shoot. Somehow his aim was now a bit off; instead of going in neatly as usual, the ball kept bouncing off the rim, then going in. Mitsui was having the same problem too, practicing his three-pointers. Rukawa could tell by the sound of the ball touching the hoop.
"Back!" Aya said cheerfully. She threw her clothes to one corner and joined them. "Rukawa, have you seen Haruko?"
He shrugged.
"Alright, thanks." Aya picked another ball from the basket and started dribbling it, when another boy unexpectedly charged in from the door. He had light brown hair, at an average height and had dark brown eyes. He was not bad looking, Aya thought, but he could at least be more polite.
"Hey! Ever heard of coming in quietly?" She yelled irritably. The newcomer just grinned cheekily at her.
"No, I believe in making a big entrance."
"Some entrance," she snorted. "There's only three people in here, and you call it big?"
"Big enough for me." He bowed mockingly at Mitsui. "Hello, senior." He ignored Rukawa, who ignored him anyway. "Nice girl. Where did you pick her up?"
"Seta." Mitsui nodded slightly at him and turned to Aya. "Forget him, he's just a loser."
"I know he is." Aya gritted her teeth. "Seta, greet your higher. Now."
"I already did."
"Don't act smart with me," she snapped. "You know who I'm talking about."
"Super Rookie?" he said disdainfully. "I couldn't care less about him."
Something in Aya snapped. It must have been something about the events of that day, but never the less she strode over and slapped him.
"You may not, but I do." Her voice was like cold steel. "He's your higher too. Now greet him. Before I lose my temper and beg for Brother's pardon later."
Seta's face was red, but the print of Aya's hand was redder. Rukawa had stopped when she said she cared for him. By the look of recent things, he thought she cared more for Mitsui than him.
Seta spat on the floor. "Why should I listen to you, a little foreign brat?"
In a flash, both Mitsui and Rukawa were on him. "Take back what you said, or both of us will make you wish you did," Mitsui growled.
"Asshole." Rukawa said clearly. "You don't belong here."
Aya agreed with him. "Basketball doesn't need people with attitude problems like you. Get out of here."
Seta looked from one fierce face to another and swallowed thickly. "I'm sorry and I take back what I said. Please, don't kick me out," he pleaded.
Both Mitsui and Aya raised their eyebrows. "I don't see why not. Your attendance is irregular, and for all the times I've been here when you were, your attitude's been pretty bad. Isn't it, Rukawa?" Mitsui said lightly.
He nodded, his usually fierce look becoming even fiercer. "You don't treat basketball with respect." He said quietly. "You act as if it's all a game, something to drop anytime you want. It isn't.
We don't need people like you."
Aya knelt beside his head. "Give us one good reason why we shouldn't kick you out."
Seta stopped struggling and a faraway look came to his eyes.
"Basketball is my life. I can't live without it. Take it away from me and...I don't know what I'll do."
Rukawa understood him. But his behaviour was intolerable, especially towards Aya.
She got up. "It's ok Rukawa, Mitsui. I forgive him." They helped him get up, although the males with not very good grace. Neverless Seta gave them a grateful look. "Thanks. Sorry for earlier."
They just nodded. Aya looked around. "We can play two-on-two now."
Seta looked incredulous. "What?"
"I said we can play a two-on-two game, before the others come," she repeated patiently. "Or do you not want to play?"
Seta smiled. "Sure I wanna play." He teamed up with Mitsui, who looked as if he disagreed with the team arrangement. Aya patted him on the back and joined Rukawa.
"Who gets the ball first?" Mitsui called, bouncing the basketball.
"They can have it. Since they're handicapped." Seta grinned at Aya.
"Uh-huh. Good joke." Aya caught the ball and dribbled it slowly to the net. Seta guarded her, preventing her from continuing on. Mitsui blocked Rukawa from going forward for a pass.
Aya dribbled it irregularly again, repeating her trick from the match yesterday. It worked, making Seta confused and unable to steal the ball from her. Mitsui grinned. Rukawa smiled. Very, very slightly.
She turned to her left and jumped. Seta jumped with her, a hand stretched to deflect her throw. Rukawa started to run to his right. Aya threw the ball from her side, making sure it overshot a little so Mitsui couldn't get it. Rukawa caught it neatly and ran to the net, dribbling the ball quickly. Aya ran further apart, dodging Seta occasionally. Mitsui was running alongside Rukawa, waiting for a chance to steal the ball.
He isn't that bad, Aya thought as she suddenly went to her left, went diagonally right at a fast pace and ran straight again, losing Seta for a few seconds. Just inexperienced.
Rukawa faked a shot and passed it to Aya. Seta managed to intercept it and stole the ball. "That was easy." He scoffed. And dribbled air.
"Nani?"
Aya ran with the ball, throwing it to Rukawa and getting it back just as easily. Mitsui was unsure of who was going to be the finisher, and decided to be in the middle for easier access to both. Just then, Aya stopped and raised her arms slightly. She now had the ball.
Mitsui jumped as she did, arms out and ready to block. Quickly she brought her arms back down and passed it back to Rukawa, who shot it in. Seta tried to block but was unsuccessful.
Aya lied on the floor, exhausted but exhilarated. She hasn't been this psyched up since...forever. A shadow towered over her. She smiled at the person.
"Hey," Mitsui said. He grabbed her hands and pulled her up. Rukawa noticed a small expression of pain crossing her face before it disappeared. He highly doubted that Mitsui saw it; it was so quick.
Seta saw his face and grinned. "You like her, don't you?"
Rukawa gave him a fierce glare.
He remained undaunted. "So I'm correct? You better grab her fast before Senior does."
Rukawa pondered over his words as Seta walked away. He might be right. But Aya is Akagi's sister. And anyway he wasn't sure if he likes her, or vice versa.
Do I?
This is looooong, ne? review please!! Forgive the top, I had frappe mocha today...