Simple & Clear
Author: Tensaispira
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk and its characters do not belong to me. They belong to Takehiko Inoue-san. But I think his children or child will inherit them in the end. Lucky huh.
It was already past midnight. Outside, the rain was still pouring down. I pushed back my light green curtains and watched the rain gently trickle down my windowpanes. I don't like rain nor do I dislike it. Rain is..rain I guess to me. But there's something spectacular after a thunderstorm. The sun will be shining through the clouds and children will come out and play in puddles. I let the curtains fall back as I made my way to my study table.
Picking up my framed picture of the Shohoku team, I looked at it knowing my lips were already turned up in a smile. I stared at my own smiling face in the photograph. I was standing behind Ryota and smiling. That boy on the other hand was sitting down on the bench with and arm casually slung behind him. I shifted my gaze to look at Rukawa. He was sited next to Sakuragi Hanamichi and they weren't fighting. I still haven't given up hope on those two yet. I'm sure they'll be able to sort out their differences someday.
I gently put the photo down and switched off my light. Making my way in the darkness, I felt my way to the bed and slipped under the covers. Closing my eyes, I then fell asleep.
Author: Tensaispira
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk and its characters do not belong to me. They belong to Takehiko Inoue-san. But I think his children or child will inherit them in the end. Lucky huh.
It was already past midnight. Outside, the rain was still pouring down. I pushed back my light green curtains and watched the rain gently trickle down my windowpanes. I don't like rain nor do I dislike it. Rain is..rain I guess to me. But there's something spectacular after a thunderstorm. The sun will be shining through the clouds and children will come out and play in puddles. I let the curtains fall back as I made my way to my study table.
Picking up my framed picture of the Shohoku team, I looked at it knowing my lips were already turned up in a smile. I stared at my own smiling face in the photograph. I was standing behind Ryota and smiling. That boy on the other hand was sitting down on the bench with and arm casually slung behind him. I shifted my gaze to look at Rukawa. He was sited next to Sakuragi Hanamichi and they weren't fighting. I still haven't given up hope on those two yet. I'm sure they'll be able to sort out their differences someday.
I gently put the photo down and switched off my light. Making my way in the darkness, I felt my way to the bed and slipped under the covers. Closing my eyes, I then fell asleep.