Two hearts
At the Kanagawa prefecture, a drastic change had happened. It summer season and fire can easily spread around. One of the top schools, the Ryonan High was victimed of this fire. Half the school had been burned down and it will take a lot of time before the school becomes properly renovated. Eventually, students from Ryonan high decided to transfer from another school. Everybody was greatly distressed, especially Uozomi, the basketball team captain. Not one school agreed to take them all at once so they had to split up for a while. For one school year, there would be no Ryonan High basketball team. However, one spiky haired guy was taking pleasure from all of this. As much as he hated being separated from the guys, Koshino-kun and everyone, he decided decided right away that Shohoku High would be the school for him. It didn't even matter if his worst rival was actually studying there. He grinned, hentai thoughts forming in his mind. From there, he could easily manipulate that red-haired guy that was in his mind lately. "I'll get you Sakuragi Hanamichi. You're mine," muttered the spiky haired guy, whose jersey says the name, Sendoh Akira.
"Yosh! Shohoku! Hustle up!" Akagi, the captain of the Shohoku basketball team, shouted. "Hai! Gori, you shouldn't worry because the tensai basket-o-man shall take care of everything. Nyahaha!" shouted Hanamichi. No sooner than he said that, his head came face to face with Akagi's fist. "Nani?! Gori, I'm going to get you now!" Sakuragi screamed and ran towards Akagi. But his other teammates stopped him. Ayako, their lovely manageress swatted his head with the legendary lethal paper fan. Whack! "Oi sakuragi, you should treat your sempais a little more respectfully than that!" said Ayako. Rukawa, who was shooting baskets before, had stopped to look at the commotion. "Ne?! Kitsune, why are you watching us? Do you wanna fight me?!" Sakuragi shouted at him as he caught Rukawa's eye. Whack! "Itai, stop it Aya-chan!" Sakuragi moaned as another swat of the paper fan approached him. "Tut-tut! Back to basics, ne, Hanamichi?" Ayako asked. But Rukawa was still staring at him.
"Shit! Why is that temme kitsune staring at me?" Sakuragi asked himself. "He's so cute anyway, the way he stares at me like that... Wait! what am i saying?! Cute?! that Kitsune?! No way!!" But even as he resumed dribbling, the face of Rukawa kept sneaking back. "K'so! Stupid Kitsune..." muttered Hanamichi, wondering what the heck is wrong with him.
After practice, Rukawa was found sprawling on the gym, sweat trickled down his forehead ane eyes closed. He opened those blue eyes and searched the ceiling above him. He recalled his do'aho that day, always robust and full of energy. He was quite annoying, always laughing so loud and singing his stupid ore-wa-tensai song. But still, that attitude of his had helped his team to change their moods everytime they needed it. He had a really good heart, and even if he may be a leader of his core-fighting gang, when it comes to friendship and trust, he could be the best one there is. He may not be a very good player, but he was a very talented one. Anyway, he's just three months old in the business but a few more practice and he'll be fine. Rukawa sighed and closd his eyes again, feeling a little irritated by himself. He was spending a mighty big time thinking about the do'aho. Still, he forged ahead, continuing his train of thoughts. Sakuragi's competitiveness, and the way he excels in everything he does. How happy and crazy and carefree he seems to be. "He's everything im not..." Rukawa thought inwardly. Granted, he had everything a guy could wish for. Yeah, he's got the money, a battalion of screaming girls all lusting and crying for him, the talent. But still, no one had ever bothered to see Rukawa for what he truly is. No one cared enough for him to ever really get to know him. And in turn, he closed himself up to them. He turned away from the clammy hands of fictitiousness and built a block of ice around his heart. And no one had succeeded to break down his walls. Except for this red-haired gorilla who walked into his life who seemed to have carried a bulldozer with him to crumble his walls that Rukawa had so painfully built around him. He was the very first person to talk to him without any preamble, and didn't care less about his status in life. For once, Rukawa felt as though he was finally seen.
Finally noticed.
Somebody had noticed him as a person, and not some sort of a figure. Rukawa sighed again, and sat up. The do'aho had been on his mind quite some time now, and he'd learned to accept the fact that his feelings for the guy was just too darn real to ignore. He'd tried to suppress it at first, yes, and he actually considered going seriously to a psychiatrist to see if he was really sane. Fortunately, it hadn't come to that. He'd just contented himself in his own make believe and fantasies. He actually pretends that the nickname Kitsune was a name he'd been given for affection.
"Affection? Yeah right. As if. He just totally hates my guts, that's all.." Rukawa snorted.
He'd had trouble sleeping at night, (that was a feat, since he was a narcoleptic, after all.) and more often than not, his object of lust at night, nights when he felt that strong urge, was Sakuragi. He'd lusted for Hanamichi long enough to actually hate and swear that miserable girl, Gori's sister, Haruko, to death. Haruko was the girl his 'aho lusted over.
"Life's really ironic.. The girl loves me but I hate the girl. I love the guy but the guy hates me.." Rukawa sighed.
His life was pretty miserable right now. He closed his eyes once again, and the image of his 'aho floated across. He realized that he cant continue living like this for the rest of his life. With renewed fervor, he resolved to tell him how he truly feels.
"Hana, tomorrow.. I'll somehow find the courage to tell you.. aishiteru Hana.. aishiteru.."
The next day, during practice, Shohoku High's coach, Anzai-sensei came to watch them practice. After a while, he called them to come to him. "What is it, old man? You come to compliment on the tensai's abilities? Nyahaha! I know you would recognize my talents." said Hanamichi. "Do'aho.." muttered Rukawa. "Shut up, you baka kitsune!" said Sakuragi. Anzai merely smiled. "Hohoho! What I really wanted to say is that I have recruited us a new player." stated Anzai calmly. Everybody gaped at him. "B- but, sensei, where did you find him? Are you sure about this?" asked Kogure worriedly. Kogure was their vice-captain. "Hai. I think that you will find him most good at basketball. He would be a great boost to our already great team." said Anzai. Then, there was a knock on the door. Anzai stood up to open it. "Ah! He must be here!" he said half-mindedly. Everyone held their breath tensely. Mitsui was glaring at the door as if to scare the new guy away. Akagi was standing up and sitting down, torn apart from following Anzai and rebuking him. Rukawa stood impassive, although deep inside, he was dying with curiosity to know who he is. Sakuragi just laughed and cried out, "Everybody's nervous 'cause the new guy must be totally great and he ight inferiorize everyone of you. Nyahaha! But not me, 'cause Im the Tensai! Nyahaha!" "Shut up you gorilla!" Akagi said, holding up a fist.
Anzai ushered the new guy in. "Shohoku, our new player, Sendoh Akira.."
"Boy, do they make a good team" thought Ayako, eyeing Sakuragi and Sendoh. Everybody had welcomed Sendoh into the group although he's a former rival. Sendoh's smiles and friendly greetings to all of them made it impossible for anyone to hate him. Well, almost anyone. When Rukawa had first seen Sendoh, he had glared at him spitefully from head to toe. Ayako was surprised that he didn't see Rukawa spit on Sendoh's shoes. But Sendoh was nice enough to him. "Hey Rukawa, maybe we'd become friends now, ne? After all, you and I would become teammates for quite a while." said Sendoh, flashing Rukawa one of his radiant and famous smiles.
"Over my dead body, you smiling maggot.." Rukawa spat.
"Aahh, Rukawa, you shouldn't be angry at me. We're teammates now remember?"
"......"
"Okay, I get the message." Sendoh backed off.
The two guys had been ignoring each other since then. Ayako shook her head. It was really upsetting that Rukawa didn't like Sendoh, for they would also make one heck of a good team.
"Here Hana, pass me the ball!" Sendoh shouted. And Hanamichi did. As Sendoh received the ball, he ran across the wooden floor and lifted himself. The ring shook as Sendoh dunked the ball. He smiled a victorious smile as Sakuragi went up to him and slapped him a high five. "Nice going smiley!" Sakuragi told him, and smiled. Sendoh nearly melted as the thought that Hana looks particularly cute when he smiles, especially for him alone. "Thanks, Hana-kun!" ans he smiled back at him.
Rukawa watched the two exchange conversation. "Hana-kun? Who does he thinks he is, calling my do'aho his Hana-kun?!" Rukawa ranted in his head. That smiling hentai was obviously taken with his do'aho and he felt like strangling the guy. He clenched his fist in frustration and dunked the ball at the other hoop savagely, feeling that his hopes of having Hana. diminished.
T.B.C.
A/N: Sorry you guys, I know it sucked. I actually edited it already if you wouldn't believe it. I really need your help. Should I continue this as HanaRu or just make it SenHana? Help. Reviews please! Thanks!
At the Kanagawa prefecture, a drastic change had happened. It summer season and fire can easily spread around. One of the top schools, the Ryonan High was victimed of this fire. Half the school had been burned down and it will take a lot of time before the school becomes properly renovated. Eventually, students from Ryonan high decided to transfer from another school. Everybody was greatly distressed, especially Uozomi, the basketball team captain. Not one school agreed to take them all at once so they had to split up for a while. For one school year, there would be no Ryonan High basketball team. However, one spiky haired guy was taking pleasure from all of this. As much as he hated being separated from the guys, Koshino-kun and everyone, he decided decided right away that Shohoku High would be the school for him. It didn't even matter if his worst rival was actually studying there. He grinned, hentai thoughts forming in his mind. From there, he could easily manipulate that red-haired guy that was in his mind lately. "I'll get you Sakuragi Hanamichi. You're mine," muttered the spiky haired guy, whose jersey says the name, Sendoh Akira.
"Yosh! Shohoku! Hustle up!" Akagi, the captain of the Shohoku basketball team, shouted. "Hai! Gori, you shouldn't worry because the tensai basket-o-man shall take care of everything. Nyahaha!" shouted Hanamichi. No sooner than he said that, his head came face to face with Akagi's fist. "Nani?! Gori, I'm going to get you now!" Sakuragi screamed and ran towards Akagi. But his other teammates stopped him. Ayako, their lovely manageress swatted his head with the legendary lethal paper fan. Whack! "Oi sakuragi, you should treat your sempais a little more respectfully than that!" said Ayako. Rukawa, who was shooting baskets before, had stopped to look at the commotion. "Ne?! Kitsune, why are you watching us? Do you wanna fight me?!" Sakuragi shouted at him as he caught Rukawa's eye. Whack! "Itai, stop it Aya-chan!" Sakuragi moaned as another swat of the paper fan approached him. "Tut-tut! Back to basics, ne, Hanamichi?" Ayako asked. But Rukawa was still staring at him.
"Shit! Why is that temme kitsune staring at me?" Sakuragi asked himself. "He's so cute anyway, the way he stares at me like that... Wait! what am i saying?! Cute?! that Kitsune?! No way!!" But even as he resumed dribbling, the face of Rukawa kept sneaking back. "K'so! Stupid Kitsune..." muttered Hanamichi, wondering what the heck is wrong with him.
After practice, Rukawa was found sprawling on the gym, sweat trickled down his forehead ane eyes closed. He opened those blue eyes and searched the ceiling above him. He recalled his do'aho that day, always robust and full of energy. He was quite annoying, always laughing so loud and singing his stupid ore-wa-tensai song. But still, that attitude of his had helped his team to change their moods everytime they needed it. He had a really good heart, and even if he may be a leader of his core-fighting gang, when it comes to friendship and trust, he could be the best one there is. He may not be a very good player, but he was a very talented one. Anyway, he's just three months old in the business but a few more practice and he'll be fine. Rukawa sighed and closd his eyes again, feeling a little irritated by himself. He was spending a mighty big time thinking about the do'aho. Still, he forged ahead, continuing his train of thoughts. Sakuragi's competitiveness, and the way he excels in everything he does. How happy and crazy and carefree he seems to be. "He's everything im not..." Rukawa thought inwardly. Granted, he had everything a guy could wish for. Yeah, he's got the money, a battalion of screaming girls all lusting and crying for him, the talent. But still, no one had ever bothered to see Rukawa for what he truly is. No one cared enough for him to ever really get to know him. And in turn, he closed himself up to them. He turned away from the clammy hands of fictitiousness and built a block of ice around his heart. And no one had succeeded to break down his walls. Except for this red-haired gorilla who walked into his life who seemed to have carried a bulldozer with him to crumble his walls that Rukawa had so painfully built around him. He was the very first person to talk to him without any preamble, and didn't care less about his status in life. For once, Rukawa felt as though he was finally seen.
Finally noticed.
Somebody had noticed him as a person, and not some sort of a figure. Rukawa sighed again, and sat up. The do'aho had been on his mind quite some time now, and he'd learned to accept the fact that his feelings for the guy was just too darn real to ignore. He'd tried to suppress it at first, yes, and he actually considered going seriously to a psychiatrist to see if he was really sane. Fortunately, it hadn't come to that. He'd just contented himself in his own make believe and fantasies. He actually pretends that the nickname Kitsune was a name he'd been given for affection.
"Affection? Yeah right. As if. He just totally hates my guts, that's all.." Rukawa snorted.
He'd had trouble sleeping at night, (that was a feat, since he was a narcoleptic, after all.) and more often than not, his object of lust at night, nights when he felt that strong urge, was Sakuragi. He'd lusted for Hanamichi long enough to actually hate and swear that miserable girl, Gori's sister, Haruko, to death. Haruko was the girl his 'aho lusted over.
"Life's really ironic.. The girl loves me but I hate the girl. I love the guy but the guy hates me.." Rukawa sighed.
His life was pretty miserable right now. He closed his eyes once again, and the image of his 'aho floated across. He realized that he cant continue living like this for the rest of his life. With renewed fervor, he resolved to tell him how he truly feels.
"Hana, tomorrow.. I'll somehow find the courage to tell you.. aishiteru Hana.. aishiteru.."
The next day, during practice, Shohoku High's coach, Anzai-sensei came to watch them practice. After a while, he called them to come to him. "What is it, old man? You come to compliment on the tensai's abilities? Nyahaha! I know you would recognize my talents." said Hanamichi. "Do'aho.." muttered Rukawa. "Shut up, you baka kitsune!" said Sakuragi. Anzai merely smiled. "Hohoho! What I really wanted to say is that I have recruited us a new player." stated Anzai calmly. Everybody gaped at him. "B- but, sensei, where did you find him? Are you sure about this?" asked Kogure worriedly. Kogure was their vice-captain. "Hai. I think that you will find him most good at basketball. He would be a great boost to our already great team." said Anzai. Then, there was a knock on the door. Anzai stood up to open it. "Ah! He must be here!" he said half-mindedly. Everyone held their breath tensely. Mitsui was glaring at the door as if to scare the new guy away. Akagi was standing up and sitting down, torn apart from following Anzai and rebuking him. Rukawa stood impassive, although deep inside, he was dying with curiosity to know who he is. Sakuragi just laughed and cried out, "Everybody's nervous 'cause the new guy must be totally great and he ight inferiorize everyone of you. Nyahaha! But not me, 'cause Im the Tensai! Nyahaha!" "Shut up you gorilla!" Akagi said, holding up a fist.
Anzai ushered the new guy in. "Shohoku, our new player, Sendoh Akira.."
"Boy, do they make a good team" thought Ayako, eyeing Sakuragi and Sendoh. Everybody had welcomed Sendoh into the group although he's a former rival. Sendoh's smiles and friendly greetings to all of them made it impossible for anyone to hate him. Well, almost anyone. When Rukawa had first seen Sendoh, he had glared at him spitefully from head to toe. Ayako was surprised that he didn't see Rukawa spit on Sendoh's shoes. But Sendoh was nice enough to him. "Hey Rukawa, maybe we'd become friends now, ne? After all, you and I would become teammates for quite a while." said Sendoh, flashing Rukawa one of his radiant and famous smiles.
"Over my dead body, you smiling maggot.." Rukawa spat.
"Aahh, Rukawa, you shouldn't be angry at me. We're teammates now remember?"
"......"
"Okay, I get the message." Sendoh backed off.
The two guys had been ignoring each other since then. Ayako shook her head. It was really upsetting that Rukawa didn't like Sendoh, for they would also make one heck of a good team.
"Here Hana, pass me the ball!" Sendoh shouted. And Hanamichi did. As Sendoh received the ball, he ran across the wooden floor and lifted himself. The ring shook as Sendoh dunked the ball. He smiled a victorious smile as Sakuragi went up to him and slapped him a high five. "Nice going smiley!" Sakuragi told him, and smiled. Sendoh nearly melted as the thought that Hana looks particularly cute when he smiles, especially for him alone. "Thanks, Hana-kun!" ans he smiled back at him.
Rukawa watched the two exchange conversation. "Hana-kun? Who does he thinks he is, calling my do'aho his Hana-kun?!" Rukawa ranted in his head. That smiling hentai was obviously taken with his do'aho and he felt like strangling the guy. He clenched his fist in frustration and dunked the ball at the other hoop savagely, feeling that his hopes of having Hana. diminished.
T.B.C.
A/N: Sorry you guys, I know it sucked. I actually edited it already if you wouldn't believe it. I really need your help. Should I continue this as HanaRu or just make it SenHana? Help. Reviews please! Thanks!