PARENTAL GUIDANCE
DISCLAIMER: Slam Dunk and Flame of Rekka does not belong to me. They belong to two brilliant Japanese people.
Fuuko broke away from the kiss and pushed me aside . . .
Sendoh . . .
" Sendoh! You're here!" huh? What the hell's happening? Why is he here? " I thought you'd never come." Fuuko???? What is the do'aho doing here?
The idiot quietly approached us with a mocking look on his face . . . with a grin, he said, " So, does he taste good?" Huh???? " You can say that. Yeah . . . he does. He's all yours. I'll be in my room. Just call me if you're done with him, okay?" Fuuko???? What the hell's happening? What are you doing??? And what the hell are you two talking about???
" Hai, hai . . ." without answering back, Fuuko left the do'aho and me downstairs. I watched her going up the stairs and reminded myself of the present situation. I returned my gaze to the idiot. My face was a few centimeters away from his . . . he was cupping my chin and the next thing I knew was I was already with this firm kiss with the jerk.
Of course, I am Rukawa Kaede . . . and Rukawa Kaede doesn't let perverted boys molest him.
Just when he kissed me, I pushed him back hard and punched him squarely at the face. What the hell was he trying to do??? I didn't need a guy like him. Nor did I need any explanations from him either. " Get out! Now!" Without uttering a single word, he stood up silently while making his way to the door. God! I think he was still smiling after that. I let him leave the house before he got another jab from the great Rukawa Kaede . . .
Disgust now came into my mind and because of it; I ran into the kitchen sink and started to rinse my mouth clean. Yuck!!!! The pink colored idiot kissed me. There was no point in dissuading myself now . . . For me, Sendoh was definitely gay and I don't want to do anything that would cause me that kind of experience ever again.
What I really needed now were answers for the questions that were bothering me and a breath of fresh air . . . And Fuuko was definitely a breath of FRESH AIR [get it??? It's an inside joke. sorry! I really feel corny at times.] Was she behind all this? I'm not deaf . . . I know I heard perfect when she said ' he's all yours . . .' what did she meant by that anyway?
The bad thing is, I feel used. My perfect conspiracy seemed to backfire. And now, the do'aho not only kissed me but Fuuko seemed to be behind all of it too. I don't know what to do. Maybe I'll go ask Fuuko.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I know it's really short. Well, sorry if it took so long! Tests and all . . . The readers wanted Sendoh, so there! I know the story seems to be getting very weird and confusing but please, bear with me! Reviews would be greatly appreciated! I need them to continue this fic. The destiny of the story lies within the reviewers!!!! Thank you!!!!
DISCLAIMER: Slam Dunk and Flame of Rekka does not belong to me. They belong to two brilliant Japanese people.
Fuuko broke away from the kiss and pushed me aside . . .
Sendoh . . .
" Sendoh! You're here!" huh? What the hell's happening? Why is he here? " I thought you'd never come." Fuuko???? What is the do'aho doing here?
The idiot quietly approached us with a mocking look on his face . . . with a grin, he said, " So, does he taste good?" Huh???? " You can say that. Yeah . . . he does. He's all yours. I'll be in my room. Just call me if you're done with him, okay?" Fuuko???? What the hell's happening? What are you doing??? And what the hell are you two talking about???
" Hai, hai . . ." without answering back, Fuuko left the do'aho and me downstairs. I watched her going up the stairs and reminded myself of the present situation. I returned my gaze to the idiot. My face was a few centimeters away from his . . . he was cupping my chin and the next thing I knew was I was already with this firm kiss with the jerk.
Of course, I am Rukawa Kaede . . . and Rukawa Kaede doesn't let perverted boys molest him.
Just when he kissed me, I pushed him back hard and punched him squarely at the face. What the hell was he trying to do??? I didn't need a guy like him. Nor did I need any explanations from him either. " Get out! Now!" Without uttering a single word, he stood up silently while making his way to the door. God! I think he was still smiling after that. I let him leave the house before he got another jab from the great Rukawa Kaede . . .
Disgust now came into my mind and because of it; I ran into the kitchen sink and started to rinse my mouth clean. Yuck!!!! The pink colored idiot kissed me. There was no point in dissuading myself now . . . For me, Sendoh was definitely gay and I don't want to do anything that would cause me that kind of experience ever again.
What I really needed now were answers for the questions that were bothering me and a breath of fresh air . . . And Fuuko was definitely a breath of FRESH AIR [get it??? It's an inside joke. sorry! I really feel corny at times.] Was she behind all this? I'm not deaf . . . I know I heard perfect when she said ' he's all yours . . .' what did she meant by that anyway?
The bad thing is, I feel used. My perfect conspiracy seemed to backfire. And now, the do'aho not only kissed me but Fuuko seemed to be behind all of it too. I don't know what to do. Maybe I'll go ask Fuuko.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I know it's really short. Well, sorry if it took so long! Tests and all . . . The readers wanted Sendoh, so there! I know the story seems to be getting very weird and confusing but please, bear with me! Reviews would be greatly appreciated! I need them to continue this fic. The destiny of the story lies within the reviewers!!!! Thank you!!!!