You, Carrot top

Author: Silhouette

Websites: (homepage) http://www.eddiec.cjb.net

                  (Rukawa) http://www.silhouette.cjb.net

                   (SenRu) http://www.thunderstormsenru.cjb.net

Ratings: G (Do not fear! Kids! The Queen of Censor is here to save you from all hentai-ness…)

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Disclaimer: Oh god if you give me a million dollars I will use it to buy the copyright of Slam Dunk from Inoue-sensei.

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Cindy POV

I sat through the lessons with almost no problems at all. /Almost. / Sometimes I think it's so tiring to be…petite, since I have to sit right in front of the class under the teacher's nose and tilting my head up to admire their not-so-attractive nose-hair.

Ew.

But I don't mind the person sitting beside me, though, his name is Shinji Hiiraki and he's only a little taller than me, so I didn't feel so inferior. There was some constant maniacal laughing behind the class by various boys, but I didn't dare to look. I was supposed to pay attention to class.

Upon inspection I realized that the floor is littered with broken bits of chalk. They looked like they've been manually crushed. Fingers, perhaps. I better be careful with what I do, the teachers here must be really, really violent. Just two minutes ago I vaguely heard something like "WAKE UP RUKAWA!!!!!" down the corridor. Shinji said the guy's from 1-11, which is quite a corridor away.

"Ding-ling-ling-ling-ling…" went the school bell…

[A/N: We went through composition today, and the teacher told us to refrain from using onomatopoeias like "Rrrrrring!" or "Bbbbrrrrrrrrrring!" so here's "Ding-ling-ling-ling" for you, a little slow, but there's the effect. -___-;;]

It's break, I think. Shinji put his stuff away and ran out of the class. A few girls came over to chat.

"Hi! My name is Miki, you are from Singapore?"

Suddenly I didn't feel so scared anymore, maybe school isn't that bad. These girls are rather pretty and very friendly; I smiled back at them, "Yes! My name is Cindy, and I am very pleased to meet you." I looked at Miki, and then at another girl, with brownish-colored hair, "May I know your name please?"

"I'm Shizuko, we hope you like our class?" The girl was cute, and her lovely beam reminded me of my old friend Fen back in Singapore.

"I think this class is lovely!" My spirits rose by every second, they are so nice! "I would like to join the school band, where do I sign up?"

"Oh, yes, you just go over to the staff room, and get a form from the teacher-in-charge and sign up! Just this easy! Which instrument do you play?"

"I play the flute," I grinned proudly, "And the piano in my spare time as well."

As they lead me out of the class, I was happily talking to them and didn't really look out for anything.

So, as the cliché goes:

WHAM

I banged into someone. I looked…no, I looked up, and realized, to my absolute horror, that it was the carrot-top. Without even thinking, I blurted out, "Carrot top!"

Miki and Shizuko stared at me, then at him, and they started screaming with laughter, slapping their thighs and covering their mouths and shaking like a leaf…in mirth.

/Whoops, Cindy, wrong line, wrong person. This person must be at least five-fourth of your height. He could easily turn you into carrot soup. /

Maybe I should consider running.

In the end I didn't, and decided to look at him stupidly. He glared at me, then at the laughing girls, his face turned so red, I thought he was going to fry up in a burnt pack of carrots.

"You! You dare call the Tensai carrot-top?" He growled, "The name is Sakuragi Hanamichi! Remember that! If not for the fact that you are a girl I would…"

/Shi…no vulgar…Shucks, Cindy, you are D.E.A.D. /

Someone pushed him out of the way, and stood in front of me. I felt less intimidated now, since this person is considerably close to my height, "Gomen, ne, I'm Youhei, that's my egocentric friend Hanamichi, just ignore him, he's constantly like that." He smiled. I felt so much assured at his friendly smile, and smiled back at him, "Arigatou, it's alright, eh, I need to go."

As I ran out of the class, with Miki and Shizuko still laughing pretty hard, I thought:

/Weird. /

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Sakuragi POV

What the hell?! That new girl just called me carrot-top? That's certainly interesting, huh? Nobody dared to call me that before, not even that baka kitsune. I felt so amused, I decided to play around with her a little by growling, "You! You dare call the Tensai carrot-top? The name is Sakuragi Hanamichi! Remember that! If not for the fact that you are a girl I would…" She looked so white, as if she's going to dissolve in a puddle of gooey and seep into the grounds. Come to think of it, it's pretty gross. Youhei came to her rescue and started introducing himself. Come on, guy, I know you are interested in this Kawaii new girl, why don't you just admit it?

I don't know why, but I like the way she blushes and smile shyly, she's not as pretty as Haruko-chan, but she's charming in her own way, the way she speaks very softly, but with a certain underlying strength in it. Maybe she's not as scared as she looked…very interesting. Just like I always make everyone think I'm a clown or even stupid, I am actually pretty intellectual you know. Okay, stop talking about my bloated ego, which is always true both in and out. Ah, I'm supposed to talk about the new girl ain't I? Maybe we could make friends.

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