Author: Silhouette

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

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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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Chapter 7

Part One

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Sakuragi POV

It's been about 3 weeks since I discovered Haruko and Yasuda's relationship.

Strange, I don't feel negative about it. They are happy, and I feel glad for them. Why? Ain't I supposed to fly into a rage or cry for my 51st rejection? But thing is, I did nothing of those. I didn't even get angry when the Gundan jeered about it.

My vision fell on the petite figure working silently in a corner of the class.

Cindy.

Her name's so sweet, like her. I must say my life changed drastically after she arrived. For one thing, I have stopped trying to yell at people, because she's very timid and she screams at /everything/. Mouse. Ha! Ha! For another thing, I have started to do my homework, because I could then discover that I don't know how to do all of the questions… and I could call Cindy. Hearing her charming voice over the phone is…

Wait a minute, Hanamichi, are you saying that you fell for Cindy?

But what happened to the big 'Pang' of "She's my type!" when she appeared?

What happened to…

Oh to the heck with that. I know I like Cindy, and that is that.

Problem is: How do I carry the message across to her? She's so mousey, she'll probably scream and run away if I tell her, "Hey Cindy, I really like you, want to go out with me?"

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Cindy POV

I'm just doing my Geography work.

Am I being watched?

I turned around and looked, there were only a few classmates around, and yes, Sakuragi was sitting at his seat, staring at me with… wait, is that…a dreamy look? It's the kind of dreamy, faraway… lovesick look.

Cindy, you definitely read too many Romance novels. Sakuragi, staring at me with a lovesick look? Bah!

I turned back to my work, and shrugged off the strange fuzzy feeling at the bottom of my tummy.

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