Author's note: I am sure you'll react on this stupid fanfic. I just thought
of this GREAT idea when Geno C. ide and I were talking, and heck, I think
it's pretty stupid. Anyway, it's a new idea for a pair, and this is my
first time to write about SD, so please bear with it.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * A DEFINITION OF THE TRUE GORI
The sky turned gray, the shapeless clouds looming close to the ground. A strong wind passed, and soon enough, sprinkles of rain fell to the ground. It was Monday afternoon, a great new day to the start a great new feeling. Akagi rushed to Shohoku High, his leather bag on the top of his head, obviously trying to shield his head from the powerful drops of rain. Moments later, he was joined by *someone*, shading Akagi from the rain using an ordinary umbrella, which hardly covered them.
Akagi turned to see who the person is. His eyes widened, his heart rushed its beating. Drops of rain fell over his forehead, creating a version of Akagi after playing in an important game. The person smiled, his eyes almost seducing.
"I saw you at the game yesterday. You are just great," the person's mellow voice soothed the nervous Akagi. The person sensed the big man's nervousness that ended, and when no one was in sight, the person snuggled close to him, leaning its (the person) head on Akagi's wide shoulders. Instead of feeling embarrassed, Akagi just clasped its hand tightly.
A rustle came from the nearby bushes, but the two went on, already in the world of their own. Hanamichi and Rukawa popped out their heads, gasping for air. They were hiding in the bushes doing "something" really important. (Ehem, ehem?) They were almost soaked from the pouring sheets of rain, but they hardly noticed, especially when a great spectacle came into view.
"Bakayaro kitsune, what are you looking at? Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaanii?" Hanamichi almost screamed, but was prevented by the ice-cold Rukawa who slapped his hand over the redhead's big mouth.
"Do'aho," Rukawa's eyes followed his Captain and his unexpected companion. "Plain impossible," he grunted. His face soured, as if going to puke.
Hanamichi stared, his jaw hanging. "Oh my God, am I seeing things? Is the great Tensai going crazy right at this moment? Is Akagi really having a relationship with ---"
"You're already crazy, do'aho," Rukawa muttered, then turned to Hanamichi. "Where were we?" and they disappeared again in the bushes.
"Aren't you going to your classes?" Akagi inquired softly, his deep voice barely audible. The rain made the half of their uniforms wet, but they dismissed the worry and focused on each other instead.
"No, not without you," the person replied, its short hair plastered on his high forehead.
.Bwahahahahahahaha ..
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * A DEFINITION OF THE TRUE GORI
The sky turned gray, the shapeless clouds looming close to the ground. A strong wind passed, and soon enough, sprinkles of rain fell to the ground. It was Monday afternoon, a great new day to the start a great new feeling. Akagi rushed to Shohoku High, his leather bag on the top of his head, obviously trying to shield his head from the powerful drops of rain. Moments later, he was joined by *someone*, shading Akagi from the rain using an ordinary umbrella, which hardly covered them.
Akagi turned to see who the person is. His eyes widened, his heart rushed its beating. Drops of rain fell over his forehead, creating a version of Akagi after playing in an important game. The person smiled, his eyes almost seducing.
"I saw you at the game yesterday. You are just great," the person's mellow voice soothed the nervous Akagi. The person sensed the big man's nervousness that ended, and when no one was in sight, the person snuggled close to him, leaning its (the person) head on Akagi's wide shoulders. Instead of feeling embarrassed, Akagi just clasped its hand tightly.
A rustle came from the nearby bushes, but the two went on, already in the world of their own. Hanamichi and Rukawa popped out their heads, gasping for air. They were hiding in the bushes doing "something" really important. (Ehem, ehem?) They were almost soaked from the pouring sheets of rain, but they hardly noticed, especially when a great spectacle came into view.
"Bakayaro kitsune, what are you looking at? Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaanii?" Hanamichi almost screamed, but was prevented by the ice-cold Rukawa who slapped his hand over the redhead's big mouth.
"Do'aho," Rukawa's eyes followed his Captain and his unexpected companion. "Plain impossible," he grunted. His face soured, as if going to puke.
Hanamichi stared, his jaw hanging. "Oh my God, am I seeing things? Is the great Tensai going crazy right at this moment? Is Akagi really having a relationship with ---"
"You're already crazy, do'aho," Rukawa muttered, then turned to Hanamichi. "Where were we?" and they disappeared again in the bushes.
"Aren't you going to your classes?" Akagi inquired softly, his deep voice barely audible. The rain made the half of their uniforms wet, but they dismissed the worry and focused on each other instead.
"No, not without you," the person replied, its short hair plastered on his high forehead.
.Bwahahahahahahaha ..