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 looked out of the window, and sighed for the xth time in the day. What possessed me to be so rude to Sakuragi anyway? He is just Sakuragi, an egotistic male who considered himself genius, when he was not, so why was I so …impolite? It must be the first time in my timid mousey life that I dared to speak up to someone like I did to Sakuragi.

"Ah Cindy, here you are." Shizuko's voice came over to me. I turned and smiled. She was carrying a shopping bag and I asked her what that was. She beamed cheerfully and opened the bag.

To my revulsion, it was a set of pink clothes. PINK. For goodness' sake, a shocking, bright pink that screamed, "ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING". Trying not to screw up my face I took the clothes out and stared at it.

"Shizuko, this…this is so… skimpy." I emphasized the last word. "Is this a swimming costume? How come I never saw something like that before? And what does the 'R' on the thing mean?"

She turned pink, yeah, as pink as the costume, and whispered happily, "This is the uniform of the Rukawa Brigade! Speaking of which, you haven't seen Rukawa yet, have you?"

Uniform?

The crazy mental questioning that went on in my head was utterly insane as I tried to picture the girls wearing some swimming costume thing and running around carrying stretchers, some carrying first-aid boxes and bandaging up someone.

Ugh.

Ugh.

Ugh.

What kind of 'brigade' is that? The St. John's Brigade back in Singapore had perfectly starch-white stiff uniforms, and none of the various funny brigades you find around Singapore had costumes that are pink, skimpy, and eh, repulsive.

I guessed I must have looked real stupid then, because Shizuko started laughing very hard at my perplexed expression, "You mean, you don't know how we function?"

I mutely shook my head.

And she went on to explain that the Rukawa Brigade is actually a fan club for this reeeally cool basketball player called Rukawa, and yada, yada. You readers probably know the details better than I do, anyway.

I think I still looked absolutely baffled, because Shizuko sighed and threw up her arms in defeat.

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Sakuragi POV

Ore Wa Tensai…I am a genius, lah lah lah lah lah…

Here I am, the Genius Basketman, arriving in class, to see Cindy and Shizuko chatting happily about something. She had this bewildered expression on her face and I wondered what they could possibly be talking about. It is probably not my business anyway, but I caught this word. "…yada yada….Rukawa."

Rukawa?

Why the hell are they talking about Rukawa?

That emotionless, walking, talking (maybe not) iceberg of a guy.

A stationary basketball would be more interesting than him. I know Shizuko was a brigade member, though she was not as bitchy as the others members, but I just cannot stand the idea of her converting Cindy into a Brigade girl. Ugh. Dear sweet ole Cindy wouldn't be cute if she gets dressed up in those things and scream in her tiny voice "LOVE LOVE RUKAWA!!!" or stupid things like that.

Hm, what am I thinking of? Did I actually call her 'sweet ole Cindy'? Oh well, what a terrible thought, I'm supposed to like no one else but Haruko-chan. Speaking of whom, I shall proceed to see if she's in her class now, maybe I could ask her out for some ice cream.

/Walalalalalah….Ore wa Tensai…/

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Cindy POV

Okay, school's over, and I shall return home. This is the fifth day I'm at Shohoku high, and basically things went on quite smoothly and I found myself handling schoolwork quite well. I got praises from the sensei today for doing very well in Chemistry.

Ma came over yesterday, and she was totally horrified that I actually had to walk to school. She couldn't imagine petite me walking across the streets and insisted I get a bike like I did, back in Singapore. Okay, a bike, no problem with me, I do that all the time.

So now, I am proceeding to the bike stands to get my bike. I liked it a lot, it was silver and had a really smart look about it, no, I'm not talking about the IQ of the bike (if it had any), I was saying that the bike was very stylish and chic.

I unlocked the chain and pulled the bike out, only then I realized that there was another person in the place, also retrieving his bike. Hey, isn't he the sleeping guy I saw that day? I recognized him for the second time, after Shizuko and Miki made me see the guy call Rukawa when he was practicing in the gym two days before. He and the sleeping biker was one and the same. Weird person.

Pretty good looking, but very, very, boring person. He doesn't talk at all!

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Rukawa POV

First time I saw a girl who /really/ cycles to school. Really. Okay, maybe I was just eh, not paying attention, but I never saw any girl who comes into this shed and take the bike out without even trying to wink and bat her eyelashes at me. Usually I never saw any girl who tried that stunt, twice. Me, Rukawa, I can freeze any person, any time, anywhere.

[Commercial: Use visa card any time, any where…^^;;]

But apparently this girl really cycled to school and she didn't put the bike in here only because she wanted to eh, bat her eyelashes at bikers. You know why? She was very experienced in unlocking the padlock on the chain.

Wait, Rukawa, why are you noticing so much about her? Let's get this bike out of this place first, Sendoh's also coming by, we are supposed to go for a one-on-one.

Speaking of which, he is here.

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Cindy POV

Huh? There's another guy wearing the school uniform from another school, and he was smiling and waving at Rukawa. Goodness me, he is so…tall…he was even taller than Carrot top. I shrugged nonchalantly and got on the bike.

As I near the guy at the gate, he smiled at me.

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Sendoh found great interest in the girl coming out on the silver bike. She had this unique feel about her even though she didn't talk and he was just looking.

[A/N: Admit it, Sendoh, you like every girl you meet.]

Sendoh gave her his super-famous ten thousand volt smile.

[A/N: That was approximately about the voltage of the electric wire fences around the dinosaur enclosures in 'Jurassic Park', really.]

Cindy saw him smile and plainly ignored it.

/He's probably just another handsome school hunk who thinks that he could attract every living and walking being in skirts. /

Suddenly her pedaling got hindered, and she shrieked a little before the bike fell over, Cindy included.

"Ouch…" She crawled up, and raised her eyebrow a little when the strange spiky haired hunk came over to help her up.

"Are you okay?" He smiled. Again.

Cindy stared at him.

He smiled.

She stared.

He was still smiling.

She was still staring.

He continued smiling.

She continued staring.

Smile.

Stare.

Smile.

Stare.

"Ugh."

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Sendoh POV

Am I seeing and hearing things wrong? This must definitely be the first time a girl screwed up her face and said "Ugh" at my blatantly smiling face.

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Cindy POV

Ugh. My knee hurts.

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[Author's note: Oh, you know, not everything's going to end up in romance, though. I'm not planning a quadrangle (relationship), seriously, neither Sendoh nor Rukawa will fall for her, just putting their POVs here and well, this is NOT SenRu.

I know I'll get swatted by my fellow AK ML people and other SenRu fans out there…okay, I was supposed to be a SenRu fan. But this fic is dedicated to my friend, so…I think she'll like it better if I keep it to non-yaoi. ^____^]