A/N:
Hello minna-san! Finally another chappie! Did I took so long?!
Anyway, hope you like it and please if you have the heart, review it.
Thanks and love you guys. ^_~
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Making Out
Sendoh tilted his head, quickly deciding. He was late with his game with Hanamichi. Make that super late. He's close to three hours late already. He can't break their meeting just like that. On the other hand, he didn't want to leave Koshino alone here. Not when he wheedled so much just to make him leave practice early. Jeez, talk about a no-win situation.
Koshino was now staring at him, a dumb- founded look in his face. In spite of his predicament, he laughed.
"What now?" Koshino snapped.
"Nothing!"
Koshino tapped his forehead. "Well, what's your problem?"
'Man, I really need to decide quick...' Sendoh though, forehead scrunched. Maybe he should just stay here with Koshino, it's much as fun anyway, compared with spending my time with Hana-kun and its been three hours. Maybe he's left already. But he could still be there.
"I know! I'll just check if he's there or not."
"What are you talking about?"
"Um, Kosh?" Sendoh purred while discreetly standing up.
"Yeah?"
"Look, I have to leave you for a while."
"Leave? Why? Where are you going?" Koshino asked, his voice weak.
"Well you see, I'm supposed to meet Hana-kun today."
"Hana-kun? You mean Sakuragi, the red haired monkey?"
"Yeah! That's the one! Well were supposed to play..."
"Sakuragi's the new love of your life, huh?"
"What? I- uh, I don't know. Well, you know me..."
"So you're ditching me. Again. For him."
"No! That's not it. Well sort of. I'm just gonna be real quick, like lightning."
"Yeah, whatever." Koshino said, turning to look away.
"Okay! I'll be back, Kosh. I swear I will." Sendoh said, a bit preoccupied that he hadn't noticed the change in Koshino's voice.
"Bye! You wait for me okay?" he waved, hailing a cab.
But Koshino never answered.
Sakuragi didn't really know why he's gotten in that position, but he's currently lying in the court, hugging a Rukawa in his chest. Suddenly, he felt a bit conscious. What if somebody came barging in without knocking? What if Ryochin or Missy, or worse- his gundan- came in and found the two of them lying? What would they say? What would he say? He didn't even want to know.
"Hey, kitsune. I think we'd better go."
"Hnn. Why?"
"Nothing. Just wanna, you know, take you somewhere nice and quiet."
Rukawa snorted, and he lifted himself from Sakuragi's embrace and stared in those brown orbs. He lifted one black eyebrow.
"Nice and quiet my ass. Are you ashamed of me, Sakuragi Hanamichi?"
"No! Of course not! How could you say that?!"
"Really?" Rukawa asked as he gracefully positioned his knees beside the do'aho's, and placed his two arms on either side of Sakuragi's head. Sakuragi gulped, feeling quite nervous. He forced himself to speak.
"Yes, really."
Rukawa was now menacingly lowering his head down, and stopped only when their lips were only an inch apart.
"Prove it to me then, Sakuragi Hanamichi." Rukawa said as he finally swooped down to claim the others' lips. Sakuragi was shocked at first, but gradually, it wore off, and he found himself responding to the kiss. He closed his eyes, and realized that nothing felt so right before. He felt Rukawa's tongue tracing his lips so he opened his mouth granting access. Rukawa's tongue immediately darted inside, exploring. Moaning aloud, he wrapped his arms around Rukawa's neck, and pushed him down even lower. Thought of hysterical Missy and Ryochin and a flabbergasted gundan spiraled away. They were both lost in their own world that they didn't hear the roar of motor just outside the gym, nor the frantic calls of Sendoh.
"Hana-kun! Oi, Hana! Are you still there?" Sendoh yelled, as he jogged towards the direction of the Shohoku school. Judging by the quietness of the place, he realized that Hanamichi have left already. He turned around to leave, but the sound of faint moaning reached his ears. Sendoh smiled, thinking that Sakuragi must have dozed off waiting for him, and was having a dream.
'He must look angelic.' Sendoh thought, and a vision of a sleeping Sakuragi formed in his head. That Sakuragi, Sendoh mused, is just like Koshino. You would never guess that under that facade is a sweet and caring guy. Come to think of it, Koshino looks also so sweet and peaceful when sleeping. So sweet in fact, that he had a Polaroid of a sleeping Koshino in his room, tucked somewhere in his drawer. Oh well, so much about Koshino. He hurried inside, a smile still on his lips. He wanted to tell Sakuragi that their game was off so he could get back to his best friend, the sooner the better.
Rukawa was now trailing kisses all over the redhead's face, lips and neck. He searched around in those places and started nibbling on the sensitive part of his neck, and earned loud moans. Encouraged by his reactions, he began tugging on Sakuragi's shirt, and hastily throwing it aside.
"Uhh.. Rukawa?"
"Kaede."
"Huh?"
"Call me Kaede, Hanamichi."
Sakuragi gave him a heartfelt smile. "Okay then, Kaede it is. Uhm, are you sure about this?"
Rukawa knitted his brows, not quite getting what he was trying to say.
"You mean you still doubt me? You still doubt us?"
"No baka Kitsune! I mean this..." Sakuragi said, gesturing his hands towards his discarded shirt.
"Oh, that."
"Uh-huh. Are you sure about this, Kaede?"
"I love it when you call me 'Kaede'." Rukawa said smiling a little. Sakuragi stared at the kitsune's smile, mesmerized. This was the first time that he saw Rukawa smile. And God, he looks so beautiful. Much more beautiful than Haruko and the other fifty girls that turned him down.
"Kaede, your smile-"
"what?" Rukawa said, frowning again.
"Nothing. Your smile, it was so beautiful. You are beautiful."
Rukawa's frown deepened. "I'm not beautiful!"
Sakuragi laughed, and lowered Rukawa's head again, kissing him passionately.
Sendoh watched in dazed horror as he watched Rukawa on top of Sakuragi. His hopes deflated like a leaked balloon. He grew weary and taut as slowly, the kitsune lowered his face and finally touched his lips to his Hana-kun. He half expected Sakuragi to jerk away and punch his archrival's- no, former archrival's face. But instead, the redhead just moaned and lowered the other's face down. He took a step back which turned into a jog, and then a wild run. He ran and ran, not knowing exactly where to go. Panting, he stopped and looked around. He realized that he was now close to where Koshino waited for him, and immediately he felt a little bit better. Koshino would make it alright. Koshino would be there for him. HE forced his tired legs to run yet again, but when he reached the sakura tree, he was hit by a much more intense sense of loss.
Koshino was not there. His best friend, whom he thought would wait for him was not in sight. He found a CD underneath a tree, and he picked it up, brushing the dirt away. It was from Redhot, and it was then that tears fell.
Koshino silently trudged back to Shoyo gym, where hopefully, nobody would be inside. He left the sakura tree where Sendoh had left him. He waited for a whole five minutes, then he left. He must admit, he did leave quite early, but during those five solitary minutes, he realized that no matter what he do, Sendoh wouldn't love him the same way that he does. He was tired of hoping and wishing that his star would finally fall for him. He was sick of playing second fiddle, and his heart has suffered enough. Sure, he still loved his best friend, and he suppose that it will remain that way, but he couldn't go on wishing and pretending that everything's okay. So he stood up and left, leaving the CD Sendoh gave him. He meant it as a symbol, that Koshino would always be behind him, but he cannot wait for him anymore.
He reached the gym, and was relieved to found it empty. He slipped inside quietly, and picked up a loose ball from the floor. He almost jumped at the sudden voice behind him.
"Kosh, is that you?" It was Fujima, who must have come from the bathroom and showered. His hair was still damp, and he has changed his clothes.
"Kenji? Yeah, it's me."
"Hanagata tells me you've been out with Sendoh and that you didn't finish practice." Fujima choked out the name Sendoh, and Koshino noticed but he didn't mind.
"Yeah. We did went out for a while, but we... he..." Koshino stuttered, unable to continue. Fujima was immediately concerned at Koshino's reaction.
"Kosh-kun? What's wrong?" Fujima asked, placing a hand on Koshino's shoulder.
But instead of answering, Koshino jumped in Fujima's arms, crying. He was surprised, but he took his opportunity. He wrapped his arms around Koshino in a possessive manner, and stroked his back. His new shirt was soaked with tear strains but he didn't care.
"Kosh-kun. Please. Tell me what's wrong."
Koshino shook his head, his throat constricting. He didn't mean to cry, but Fujima's comforting gestures put him over the edge.
"Koshino. Look at me please." He heard Fujima say softly, and without knowing it, he obliged. He looked up at Fujima, feeling vulnerable. Suddenly, as fast as a bullet, Fujima's lips were on his, pressing down hard. His shocked mind had paralyzed him, and he stood rooted to the spot, his heart even more constricting. He placed his hands on Fujima's chest, pushing him away, but he had a strong grip on him.
Sendoh's legs were aching so bad, he might have to drop out of basketball soon. He was once again running as fast as he could, but this time towards the direction of Shoyo's gym. He needed to find Koshino, to straight everything out. He wanted to know why he left the place, and why he left the CD behind. He wanted to unload his problems to him, and he needed his comforting words. He actually wanted to run straight to Koshino's apartment and wait for him there but he decided that he can't wait that long. So he's gong over at Shoyo's to check if he's there. Shoyo was nearby, and he ran even faster. Soon he was out of breath again, and he stopped to catch his breath. He didn't know what was happening to him, but he had this sudden urgency in seeing his best friend. He also didn't understand why finding him gone had hurt more than seeing Hana-kun with Rukawa. He shook his head, he'll figure this out later. HE walked the steps of the gym, and poked his head inside.
Time had stood still, and his heart stopped in his chest. He felt as though time was again reliving itself, but this time he wondered why it had hurt three times as much. Fujima was kissing Koshino. Koshino, his best friend, for god's sake, is kissing some guy inside the school gym.
But why does he care?
Why is he hurting so much?
Feeling totally alone in the world, he started to walk away again, but then he realized that Koshino was pushing Fujima off him, but the latter was too strong for him.
He felt pleased at this, that his best friend didn't want this, but merely Fujima was forcing himself upon him. Then as quick as the pleasure came, it was replaced by a deep rage.
Nobody touches Koshino.
'Nobody except me.' Sendoh thought.
Sendoh strode across the room angrily, and when he reached them, he grabbed Fujima's shoulder and jerked him away from Koshino.
"Sendoh!" Sendoh heard Koshino yelp, but he ignored him.
"Teme! How dare you, you perverted sicko!" Sendoh yelled at Fujima, punching him forcefully across the face. His nose bled, and like an enraged bull, he charged up at Sendoh, his fist flying in the air.
Koshino stared aghast, at the sudden turn of events around him. One minute Fujima was kissing him, and the next minute Sendoh comes in and started beating the guy. He was lost in his own world, partly from intense emotional pain from earlier and from the shock of Fujima's kiss. His mind went back to the scene in front of him, and he saw Sendoh choking Fujima's neck by his hands. Feeling scared that Sendoh might actually kill Fujima, he went down, and pried Sendoh's hand away from Fujima's neck until he finally let go.
"Sendoh! Let him go! It's okay now."
Sendoh let go, and Fujima coughed up, his face red from the lack of oxygen. He was pounding his fists on the ground.
"Look what you've done!" Koshino said, as he felt a wave of pity wash over him as he watch Fujima.
"What am I doing? I was teaching that pervert to keep his hands to himself!"
"And why would you that?! I can take care of myself! And he's our coach for heaven's sake!"
"But he was kissing you-"
"Why do you care?"
Sendoh stopped at this question, feeling rather hurt.
"What do you mean why do I care? Of course I care. You're my best friend."
"Oh yeah. I forgot. I haven't noticed."
"What is your problem?"
"Nothing."
"Tell me. You're my best friend, Hiro-kun."
"Your best friend?"
"Well, what do you expect?"
This time, it was Koshino felt like he was splashed a bucket of cold water. He opened his mouth to retort, but he couldn't find any words. He turned around, and fled.
A best friend.
Just a best friend.
What do I expect?
Koshino ran, tears leaking from his eyes.
t.b.c.
A/N:
I am so bad! Making everybody cry! Hope you'll review this one, it's the make and break of this story, if you guys liked it, then tell me so I would finish this one. Okay, thanks amd God bless to everyone.
^__^
Hello minna-san! Finally another chappie! Did I took so long?!
Anyway, hope you like it and please if you have the heart, review it.
Thanks and love you guys. ^_~
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Making Out
Sendoh tilted his head, quickly deciding. He was late with his game with Hanamichi. Make that super late. He's close to three hours late already. He can't break their meeting just like that. On the other hand, he didn't want to leave Koshino alone here. Not when he wheedled so much just to make him leave practice early. Jeez, talk about a no-win situation.
Koshino was now staring at him, a dumb- founded look in his face. In spite of his predicament, he laughed.
"What now?" Koshino snapped.
"Nothing!"
Koshino tapped his forehead. "Well, what's your problem?"
'Man, I really need to decide quick...' Sendoh though, forehead scrunched. Maybe he should just stay here with Koshino, it's much as fun anyway, compared with spending my time with Hana-kun and its been three hours. Maybe he's left already. But he could still be there.
"I know! I'll just check if he's there or not."
"What are you talking about?"
"Um, Kosh?" Sendoh purred while discreetly standing up.
"Yeah?"
"Look, I have to leave you for a while."
"Leave? Why? Where are you going?" Koshino asked, his voice weak.
"Well you see, I'm supposed to meet Hana-kun today."
"Hana-kun? You mean Sakuragi, the red haired monkey?"
"Yeah! That's the one! Well were supposed to play..."
"Sakuragi's the new love of your life, huh?"
"What? I- uh, I don't know. Well, you know me..."
"So you're ditching me. Again. For him."
"No! That's not it. Well sort of. I'm just gonna be real quick, like lightning."
"Yeah, whatever." Koshino said, turning to look away.
"Okay! I'll be back, Kosh. I swear I will." Sendoh said, a bit preoccupied that he hadn't noticed the change in Koshino's voice.
"Bye! You wait for me okay?" he waved, hailing a cab.
But Koshino never answered.
Sakuragi didn't really know why he's gotten in that position, but he's currently lying in the court, hugging a Rukawa in his chest. Suddenly, he felt a bit conscious. What if somebody came barging in without knocking? What if Ryochin or Missy, or worse- his gundan- came in and found the two of them lying? What would they say? What would he say? He didn't even want to know.
"Hey, kitsune. I think we'd better go."
"Hnn. Why?"
"Nothing. Just wanna, you know, take you somewhere nice and quiet."
Rukawa snorted, and he lifted himself from Sakuragi's embrace and stared in those brown orbs. He lifted one black eyebrow.
"Nice and quiet my ass. Are you ashamed of me, Sakuragi Hanamichi?"
"No! Of course not! How could you say that?!"
"Really?" Rukawa asked as he gracefully positioned his knees beside the do'aho's, and placed his two arms on either side of Sakuragi's head. Sakuragi gulped, feeling quite nervous. He forced himself to speak.
"Yes, really."
Rukawa was now menacingly lowering his head down, and stopped only when their lips were only an inch apart.
"Prove it to me then, Sakuragi Hanamichi." Rukawa said as he finally swooped down to claim the others' lips. Sakuragi was shocked at first, but gradually, it wore off, and he found himself responding to the kiss. He closed his eyes, and realized that nothing felt so right before. He felt Rukawa's tongue tracing his lips so he opened his mouth granting access. Rukawa's tongue immediately darted inside, exploring. Moaning aloud, he wrapped his arms around Rukawa's neck, and pushed him down even lower. Thought of hysterical Missy and Ryochin and a flabbergasted gundan spiraled away. They were both lost in their own world that they didn't hear the roar of motor just outside the gym, nor the frantic calls of Sendoh.
"Hana-kun! Oi, Hana! Are you still there?" Sendoh yelled, as he jogged towards the direction of the Shohoku school. Judging by the quietness of the place, he realized that Hanamichi have left already. He turned around to leave, but the sound of faint moaning reached his ears. Sendoh smiled, thinking that Sakuragi must have dozed off waiting for him, and was having a dream.
'He must look angelic.' Sendoh thought, and a vision of a sleeping Sakuragi formed in his head. That Sakuragi, Sendoh mused, is just like Koshino. You would never guess that under that facade is a sweet and caring guy. Come to think of it, Koshino looks also so sweet and peaceful when sleeping. So sweet in fact, that he had a Polaroid of a sleeping Koshino in his room, tucked somewhere in his drawer. Oh well, so much about Koshino. He hurried inside, a smile still on his lips. He wanted to tell Sakuragi that their game was off so he could get back to his best friend, the sooner the better.
Rukawa was now trailing kisses all over the redhead's face, lips and neck. He searched around in those places and started nibbling on the sensitive part of his neck, and earned loud moans. Encouraged by his reactions, he began tugging on Sakuragi's shirt, and hastily throwing it aside.
"Uhh.. Rukawa?"
"Kaede."
"Huh?"
"Call me Kaede, Hanamichi."
Sakuragi gave him a heartfelt smile. "Okay then, Kaede it is. Uhm, are you sure about this?"
Rukawa knitted his brows, not quite getting what he was trying to say.
"You mean you still doubt me? You still doubt us?"
"No baka Kitsune! I mean this..." Sakuragi said, gesturing his hands towards his discarded shirt.
"Oh, that."
"Uh-huh. Are you sure about this, Kaede?"
"I love it when you call me 'Kaede'." Rukawa said smiling a little. Sakuragi stared at the kitsune's smile, mesmerized. This was the first time that he saw Rukawa smile. And God, he looks so beautiful. Much more beautiful than Haruko and the other fifty girls that turned him down.
"Kaede, your smile-"
"what?" Rukawa said, frowning again.
"Nothing. Your smile, it was so beautiful. You are beautiful."
Rukawa's frown deepened. "I'm not beautiful!"
Sakuragi laughed, and lowered Rukawa's head again, kissing him passionately.
Sendoh watched in dazed horror as he watched Rukawa on top of Sakuragi. His hopes deflated like a leaked balloon. He grew weary and taut as slowly, the kitsune lowered his face and finally touched his lips to his Hana-kun. He half expected Sakuragi to jerk away and punch his archrival's- no, former archrival's face. But instead, the redhead just moaned and lowered the other's face down. He took a step back which turned into a jog, and then a wild run. He ran and ran, not knowing exactly where to go. Panting, he stopped and looked around. He realized that he was now close to where Koshino waited for him, and immediately he felt a little bit better. Koshino would make it alright. Koshino would be there for him. HE forced his tired legs to run yet again, but when he reached the sakura tree, he was hit by a much more intense sense of loss.
Koshino was not there. His best friend, whom he thought would wait for him was not in sight. He found a CD underneath a tree, and he picked it up, brushing the dirt away. It was from Redhot, and it was then that tears fell.
Koshino silently trudged back to Shoyo gym, where hopefully, nobody would be inside. He left the sakura tree where Sendoh had left him. He waited for a whole five minutes, then he left. He must admit, he did leave quite early, but during those five solitary minutes, he realized that no matter what he do, Sendoh wouldn't love him the same way that he does. He was tired of hoping and wishing that his star would finally fall for him. He was sick of playing second fiddle, and his heart has suffered enough. Sure, he still loved his best friend, and he suppose that it will remain that way, but he couldn't go on wishing and pretending that everything's okay. So he stood up and left, leaving the CD Sendoh gave him. He meant it as a symbol, that Koshino would always be behind him, but he cannot wait for him anymore.
He reached the gym, and was relieved to found it empty. He slipped inside quietly, and picked up a loose ball from the floor. He almost jumped at the sudden voice behind him.
"Kosh, is that you?" It was Fujima, who must have come from the bathroom and showered. His hair was still damp, and he has changed his clothes.
"Kenji? Yeah, it's me."
"Hanagata tells me you've been out with Sendoh and that you didn't finish practice." Fujima choked out the name Sendoh, and Koshino noticed but he didn't mind.
"Yeah. We did went out for a while, but we... he..." Koshino stuttered, unable to continue. Fujima was immediately concerned at Koshino's reaction.
"Kosh-kun? What's wrong?" Fujima asked, placing a hand on Koshino's shoulder.
But instead of answering, Koshino jumped in Fujima's arms, crying. He was surprised, but he took his opportunity. He wrapped his arms around Koshino in a possessive manner, and stroked his back. His new shirt was soaked with tear strains but he didn't care.
"Kosh-kun. Please. Tell me what's wrong."
Koshino shook his head, his throat constricting. He didn't mean to cry, but Fujima's comforting gestures put him over the edge.
"Koshino. Look at me please." He heard Fujima say softly, and without knowing it, he obliged. He looked up at Fujima, feeling vulnerable. Suddenly, as fast as a bullet, Fujima's lips were on his, pressing down hard. His shocked mind had paralyzed him, and he stood rooted to the spot, his heart even more constricting. He placed his hands on Fujima's chest, pushing him away, but he had a strong grip on him.
Sendoh's legs were aching so bad, he might have to drop out of basketball soon. He was once again running as fast as he could, but this time towards the direction of Shoyo's gym. He needed to find Koshino, to straight everything out. He wanted to know why he left the place, and why he left the CD behind. He wanted to unload his problems to him, and he needed his comforting words. He actually wanted to run straight to Koshino's apartment and wait for him there but he decided that he can't wait that long. So he's gong over at Shoyo's to check if he's there. Shoyo was nearby, and he ran even faster. Soon he was out of breath again, and he stopped to catch his breath. He didn't know what was happening to him, but he had this sudden urgency in seeing his best friend. He also didn't understand why finding him gone had hurt more than seeing Hana-kun with Rukawa. He shook his head, he'll figure this out later. HE walked the steps of the gym, and poked his head inside.
Time had stood still, and his heart stopped in his chest. He felt as though time was again reliving itself, but this time he wondered why it had hurt three times as much. Fujima was kissing Koshino. Koshino, his best friend, for god's sake, is kissing some guy inside the school gym.
But why does he care?
Why is he hurting so much?
Feeling totally alone in the world, he started to walk away again, but then he realized that Koshino was pushing Fujima off him, but the latter was too strong for him.
He felt pleased at this, that his best friend didn't want this, but merely Fujima was forcing himself upon him. Then as quick as the pleasure came, it was replaced by a deep rage.
Nobody touches Koshino.
'Nobody except me.' Sendoh thought.
Sendoh strode across the room angrily, and when he reached them, he grabbed Fujima's shoulder and jerked him away from Koshino.
"Sendoh!" Sendoh heard Koshino yelp, but he ignored him.
"Teme! How dare you, you perverted sicko!" Sendoh yelled at Fujima, punching him forcefully across the face. His nose bled, and like an enraged bull, he charged up at Sendoh, his fist flying in the air.
Koshino stared aghast, at the sudden turn of events around him. One minute Fujima was kissing him, and the next minute Sendoh comes in and started beating the guy. He was lost in his own world, partly from intense emotional pain from earlier and from the shock of Fujima's kiss. His mind went back to the scene in front of him, and he saw Sendoh choking Fujima's neck by his hands. Feeling scared that Sendoh might actually kill Fujima, he went down, and pried Sendoh's hand away from Fujima's neck until he finally let go.
"Sendoh! Let him go! It's okay now."
Sendoh let go, and Fujima coughed up, his face red from the lack of oxygen. He was pounding his fists on the ground.
"Look what you've done!" Koshino said, as he felt a wave of pity wash over him as he watch Fujima.
"What am I doing? I was teaching that pervert to keep his hands to himself!"
"And why would you that?! I can take care of myself! And he's our coach for heaven's sake!"
"But he was kissing you-"
"Why do you care?"
Sendoh stopped at this question, feeling rather hurt.
"What do you mean why do I care? Of course I care. You're my best friend."
"Oh yeah. I forgot. I haven't noticed."
"What is your problem?"
"Nothing."
"Tell me. You're my best friend, Hiro-kun."
"Your best friend?"
"Well, what do you expect?"
This time, it was Koshino felt like he was splashed a bucket of cold water. He opened his mouth to retort, but he couldn't find any words. He turned around, and fled.
A best friend.
Just a best friend.
What do I expect?
Koshino ran, tears leaking from his eyes.
t.b.c.
A/N:
I am so bad! Making everybody cry! Hope you'll review this one, it's the make and break of this story, if you guys liked it, then tell me so I would finish this one. Okay, thanks amd God bless to everyone.
^__^