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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[Note for this chapter: There maybe some Singaporean expressions here so please bear with me.]

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"Ha..Ha..." Sakuragi opened his mouth and tried to said something to his dream girl, who was now standing right before him, staring at him with her wide big puppy-brown eyes.

"Yes?"

"Ha…Ha…"

"What's so funny?"

"Haruko, I eh…"

"Yes?" She was now looking slightly impatient but was still the nice girl she was.

"I was wondering, if you are free enough to go out with me tonight."

/That was the first step, Smiley said that. /

"I…well…Sakuragi-kun, I can't go. I'm on a date."

* Sad angsty music play in the background as Sakuragi's heart break into bits and pieces. *

(The breaking of glass could be heard)

"Oh…so…you've got a boyfriend now?" He tried to look happy for her.

"Yes." She lowered her head, "Gomen ne, Sakuragi-kun, I know you like me…but…gomen!"

"It's okay…who is that lucky guy?" He looked at her forlornly.

"He's…he's Yasuda-kun."

Sakuragi paused, thinking of the year two student who was not exactly striking in appearance, but has a good heart and courageous. "He's a good guy, congratulations." He lowered his head and walked away.

"Sa…Sakuragi-kun! Gomen ne…" Haruko looked at his dejected back sorrowfully.

Yasuda came running up to her, "Haru-chan, let's go…" He broke off lightly, vision following Haruko's. He understood everything, "So…you told him?" She nodded silently.

"Sakuragi-kun was very nice about it…actually I didn't expect that." Haruko muttered, "He is not as loud or silly as everyone imagined him to be, he is not." He put an arm around her shoulder comfortingly, "It's not your fault, Haru-chan, and I hope Sakuragi will get over it soon…come on, let's go for dinner."

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"Hoy, Sakuragi! So how did it go?" Sendoh came running up to the red head, smiling widely as usual.

"She's dated Yasuda." Sakuragi replied softly.

"Oh…actually, she's not the only girl in the world…" Sendoh tried to comfort the upset junior, "You know, there are also other girls, who are very nice, and you can always find another one."

"But she's not Haruko." He threaded his fingers through his hair, sitting down on a bench in the park.

Sendoh sat down beside him, not knowing what to say.

A pair of sparrows flew by.

"Look at those little brown birds, they can go around in pairs…" Sakuragi sighed. "I don't think I want to mope around on this any more, let's talk about you. What's new in your history of romance?"

"Not a lot…oh, there was this girl I saw that day when I went to your school to meet Rukawa-kun, she's really cute and all…" Sendoh looked thoughtful.

"Cute? That's all you can say about a girl?"

"Alright, she's petite, and had this really…" Sendoh gestured frantically, looking for some word to describe the girl he met, "She rides this silver bike."

"Silver bike…don't tell me…Cindy?" Sakuragi's eyes brightened, "So you are telling me, she has slightly puffy hair pinned back quite neatly, wears braces and spectacles…"

"Yes, yes!" Sendoh beamed, "You know her?"

"…She is pretty unresponsive to Rukawa and your looks, right?" Sakuragi snorted, "I bet that was why you are attracted to her, she is different."

"Oh well, maybe," Sendoh shrugged, leaning back on the bench. "You know her?" He repeated.

"She's my classmate, a transfer from Singapore."

"Cool! Do you have her contact number? I want to know her better…" The spiky haired boy had a faraway look on his face.

"Darn you Smiley, you really go after everything in skirts don't you?" Sakuragi rolled his eyes, "Frankly, let me tell you, it was Cindy who advised me to look for you."

"Really!" Sendoh grinned, "It means she has a deep impression on me…"

"Wishful thinking," Sakuragi snorted again, "You know, she said something like…'Casanova', 'lame spikes'…" He smirked, looking at Sendoh's gradually falling smile. Actually Cindy didn't say that, but she was close enough.

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Cindy POV

I stared at the stack of work before me, sighing resignedly. We poor students are fated to be enslaved by mountains of schoolwork for eternity. I lowered my head, continuing to work endlessly.

"Cindy."

I jumped and screamed in shock. Who…. who was that? It was so creepy, you know, you are working on your work intensely and suddenly someone tap you on the shoulders and say "Cindy"…Ugh.

I lifted my head from work and turned, my eyes widened when I saw who that was.

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