Read This First!!!!
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To all readers and reviewers alike :-
Gomenasai!!!
I have just read my own fanfic from top to bottom and I found out there were inconsistencies in my own stories.
Firstly, I forgot to include (sometimes) one of the Gundam - Yuji Ohkosu (He was missing in some chapters, if you were reading carefully.)
Secondly, all chapters revealed about how characters in Shohoku feel but none include how the main character herself - Japan - feels!
My only plead to this case is that I started writing on new chapters without reading what the previous ones are all about after weeks of uploading it on the net.
Therefore, all chapters have been edited and uploaded again.
Enjoy reading!
Introducing - Japan!
Part 10
(Saturday morning, open basketball court)
Kazuha stared at the ball in her hands whose color almost matched those of a certain do'aho. Her mind was in turmoil. She knew she felt something for the said redhead but she never realized it was this strong - just like her newfound passion for basketball.
It had been a few months now since she transferred to Shohoku and in the short time had managed to find a real home with her grandparents, make real friends, fell in love with basketball and constantly thinking of a loudmouth, brash redhead.
She knew Sakuragi also felt something for her, although she was not sure what it really was. Maybe she was dreaming it all - after all, he never really showed any signs. Sure, there was that incident at Ryonan where she caught him eavesdropping on the talk between her and Sendoh - he showed clear sign of jealousy then - but doubts began to increase as the days passed and nothing else happened.
Maybe she should be the one to make the first step. BUT - there's always a but - she never, NEVER ever was the one to make the first step in her WHOLE life. She was always the one who waited for the other person to make the first move. The whole thing seemed like mission impossible.
And then.there was always the possibility of rejection. The chances that Sakuragi returned her feelings were 0.000001%. After all, they spent most of the time trading insults - of which she started about 50% of them.
However, 0.000001% was still a chance.
She tightened her grip on the ball.
She was going to seize it.
******
(Pan's room, on the bed)
Pan rolled to her other side for the nth time. She was wide awake but for some reason did not feel like doing her early morning workouts. Her mind was a mess. She was up to her neck in problems and all of them originated from the opposite gender of the human species - males.
She closed her eyes and let out a sigh. Life was complicated enough with her five over-protective brothers. But now, it seemed like Kami-sama was not finished playing with her feelings.
Her first problem - Kishii Rusan. A sweet guy who wouldn't give up. She had even delivered a few punches his way but he just didn't take no for an answer. She knew him for over three years now and he would pop up on her every time she moved to a new place. She told him it was useless to follow her as it would not make her change her feelings, and not to mention it was a waste of time and money. But he shrugged it off - after all he was rich and he could spent his money any way he want to.
The rich boy was infatuated with her ever since she saved him from a group of bullies. She was exasperated and annoyed at first but grew to like Rusan (although there was annoyance still). Underneath all that adoring, lovesick expression he always wore around her lies a decent boy who deserves a decent girl who loves him back.
But, now she knew he was not the one who beat up Aota. He was, instead, confessing to be the one who was sending her boxes of candy the week before his arrival - which she never received courtesy of her siblings. Which brings her to her second problem - her secret admirer.
The guy was a complete mystery. All that she knew of him was that he beat up Aota in order to avenge her. So he must be someone she knew because only her friends knew of her confrontation with the Judo club captain and that she got injured from the fight.
However, she was probably jumping to conclusions. For all she knew the guy had a long standing feud with Aota and it had nothing to do with her at all. She sighed again. [Wishful thinking.]
And the reason for her wishful thinking - her third problem. It came in the form of a lithe athlete with blue eyes, stoic expression and nice ass. (Rei : Had to add that ^^)
"Ru.ka.wa." She whispered out his name.
Who would have thought she would be thinking of a boy in such a way - least of all herself? And of Rukawa?! The renowned ice-prince, basketball ace of Shohoku High?!
Her first impression of him, aside from cute, was COLD. Everything about him was cold, his expression, his body language and especially his eyes. He was such a direct contrast to her bubbly, happy-go-lucky self that she felt the need to do something brash - just to see if it would produce a reaction from him. But he didn't even raise an eyebrow at her high-kick. So she shrugged and filed him as a hopeless case - if he's not interested, no big deal.
But when she saw him for the first time on court - she was totally blown away at the contrast with the person off-court. Cold? Where the hell did she get that idea from? His movements were fluid and graceful. And when she detected the barely suppressed passion in his eyes, she knew he was far from unfeeling as she had thought. What she didn't know was that she was falling bit by bit for him at the same time.
She sighed for the third time. Yep, life sure was complicated. And it will get more complex due to what she had decided to do.
Serve the ball to him and wait for him to either hit it back or let it bounce to a stop.
******
(Back to Kazuha)
"This is your head Sakuragi." She spoke to the ball quietly. "And this is what you deserve for being so dense." With that, she dribbled the ball to the three-pointer line and made a shot.
The ball made an arc through the air but instead of going into the hoop, it rebounded forcefully off the rim and towards her at full speed. [And this is what I get for being just as stupid to fall for him.]
She ducked just as the ball passed her and waited for the resounding 'thunk' against the iron fences. When it didn't came, she turned to find her orange basketball being twirled on the tip of a finger. Her eyebrows came together in a scowl.
[Kuso. A witness. And it's Rukawa.]
*******
TBC.
Rei: Thanks for all the reviews. ^^ (made me so happy!!)
V V V
To all readers and reviewers alike :-
Gomenasai!!!
I have just read my own fanfic from top to bottom and I found out there were inconsistencies in my own stories.
Firstly, I forgot to include (sometimes) one of the Gundam - Yuji Ohkosu (He was missing in some chapters, if you were reading carefully.)
Secondly, all chapters revealed about how characters in Shohoku feel but none include how the main character herself - Japan - feels!
My only plead to this case is that I started writing on new chapters without reading what the previous ones are all about after weeks of uploading it on the net.
Therefore, all chapters have been edited and uploaded again.
Enjoy reading!
Introducing - Japan!
Part 10
(Saturday morning, open basketball court)
Kazuha stared at the ball in her hands whose color almost matched those of a certain do'aho. Her mind was in turmoil. She knew she felt something for the said redhead but she never realized it was this strong - just like her newfound passion for basketball.
It had been a few months now since she transferred to Shohoku and in the short time had managed to find a real home with her grandparents, make real friends, fell in love with basketball and constantly thinking of a loudmouth, brash redhead.
She knew Sakuragi also felt something for her, although she was not sure what it really was. Maybe she was dreaming it all - after all, he never really showed any signs. Sure, there was that incident at Ryonan where she caught him eavesdropping on the talk between her and Sendoh - he showed clear sign of jealousy then - but doubts began to increase as the days passed and nothing else happened.
Maybe she should be the one to make the first step. BUT - there's always a but - she never, NEVER ever was the one to make the first step in her WHOLE life. She was always the one who waited for the other person to make the first move. The whole thing seemed like mission impossible.
And then.there was always the possibility of rejection. The chances that Sakuragi returned her feelings were 0.000001%. After all, they spent most of the time trading insults - of which she started about 50% of them.
However, 0.000001% was still a chance.
She tightened her grip on the ball.
She was going to seize it.
******
(Pan's room, on the bed)
Pan rolled to her other side for the nth time. She was wide awake but for some reason did not feel like doing her early morning workouts. Her mind was a mess. She was up to her neck in problems and all of them originated from the opposite gender of the human species - males.
She closed her eyes and let out a sigh. Life was complicated enough with her five over-protective brothers. But now, it seemed like Kami-sama was not finished playing with her feelings.
Her first problem - Kishii Rusan. A sweet guy who wouldn't give up. She had even delivered a few punches his way but he just didn't take no for an answer. She knew him for over three years now and he would pop up on her every time she moved to a new place. She told him it was useless to follow her as it would not make her change her feelings, and not to mention it was a waste of time and money. But he shrugged it off - after all he was rich and he could spent his money any way he want to.
The rich boy was infatuated with her ever since she saved him from a group of bullies. She was exasperated and annoyed at first but grew to like Rusan (although there was annoyance still). Underneath all that adoring, lovesick expression he always wore around her lies a decent boy who deserves a decent girl who loves him back.
But, now she knew he was not the one who beat up Aota. He was, instead, confessing to be the one who was sending her boxes of candy the week before his arrival - which she never received courtesy of her siblings. Which brings her to her second problem - her secret admirer.
The guy was a complete mystery. All that she knew of him was that he beat up Aota in order to avenge her. So he must be someone she knew because only her friends knew of her confrontation with the Judo club captain and that she got injured from the fight.
However, she was probably jumping to conclusions. For all she knew the guy had a long standing feud with Aota and it had nothing to do with her at all. She sighed again. [Wishful thinking.]
And the reason for her wishful thinking - her third problem. It came in the form of a lithe athlete with blue eyes, stoic expression and nice ass. (Rei : Had to add that ^^)
"Ru.ka.wa." She whispered out his name.
Who would have thought she would be thinking of a boy in such a way - least of all herself? And of Rukawa?! The renowned ice-prince, basketball ace of Shohoku High?!
Her first impression of him, aside from cute, was COLD. Everything about him was cold, his expression, his body language and especially his eyes. He was such a direct contrast to her bubbly, happy-go-lucky self that she felt the need to do something brash - just to see if it would produce a reaction from him. But he didn't even raise an eyebrow at her high-kick. So she shrugged and filed him as a hopeless case - if he's not interested, no big deal.
But when she saw him for the first time on court - she was totally blown away at the contrast with the person off-court. Cold? Where the hell did she get that idea from? His movements were fluid and graceful. And when she detected the barely suppressed passion in his eyes, she knew he was far from unfeeling as she had thought. What she didn't know was that she was falling bit by bit for him at the same time.
She sighed for the third time. Yep, life sure was complicated. And it will get more complex due to what she had decided to do.
Serve the ball to him and wait for him to either hit it back or let it bounce to a stop.
******
(Back to Kazuha)
"This is your head Sakuragi." She spoke to the ball quietly. "And this is what you deserve for being so dense." With that, she dribbled the ball to the three-pointer line and made a shot.
The ball made an arc through the air but instead of going into the hoop, it rebounded forcefully off the rim and towards her at full speed. [And this is what I get for being just as stupid to fall for him.]
She ducked just as the ball passed her and waited for the resounding 'thunk' against the iron fences. When it didn't came, she turned to find her orange basketball being twirled on the tip of a finger. Her eyebrows came together in a scowl.
[Kuso. A witness. And it's Rukawa.]
*******
TBC.
Rei: Thanks for all the reviews. ^^ (made me so happy!!)