Slam Dunk is not mine.urrgh.
Chapter 3
Dear Kaede, Long time no see, ya! How are you and otousan doing? I am very sorry I haven't sent you a single letter since the day I left. Has okassan kept her promise and visited you lately? I wish she never walked out that day. I really miss her. I miss her smile and I miss her love. I don't think I need to write to you like a little seven-year-old boy like you were when I left home. I'm sure you are fully matured by now.
Now I would like to tell you a few things. First of all, I am already married to another Japanese girl I met here in San Francisco. She is working as an accountant in the same office as me. Her name is Harusumi Shizaki and she's twenty- four years old. We have a nice house with a good view of the sea, which we managed to buy out of all our savings. I have never felt so peaceful in my life, Kaede. Finally, I can start a family of my own.
Life in San Francisco is so peaceful and nice. There is the normal blare of traffic and usual loud noises, but there is a strange but pleasant feeling of home in here. I think I prefer this place to Kanagawa. Oh, by the way, we, (Haru and I) plan to visit you and otousan in Kanagawa soon. Our plane arrives on June the12th at 11.00a.m. Please tell otousan that, won't you? I am looking forward to seeing you again! Bye, Kaede, take care!
Your loving Onii-chan, Kiyomuri.
Rukawa read the letter feeling stunned. Onii-chan? Coming back? He was shocked. Kiyomuri had walked out of home one year after Mizuki had. He remembered that day well.
~Flashback~
"Where are you going, onii-chan?" came Rukawa's innocent voice. He stared as Kiyomuri rapidly stuffed suits of clothing into a large suitcase. He felt slightly alarmed. "Are you leaving like how kassan left us?"
"No, no, Kaede, you won't understand," he replied quickly, his face flushed. "It's for the good of all of us."
"You're leaving me and otousan back here!" his innocent tone suddenly became sharp and accusing.
"Kaede, I have been promoted from my job. I now have a chance to work in San Francisco!" said Kiyomuri. "I can help otousan by sending money home. My pay will be more in America, Kaede, and I can help support otousan."
Rukawa had not really understood what his onii-chan had meant by that. What is the difference with working in Kanagawa and in San Francisco, wherever that is? All he knew was that onii-chan was leaving him like kassan. And there would be one person less in this family. "Don't go, onii-chan," said Rukawa, his eyes pleading. "Don't go."
"I'm sorry, Kaede, but I have to. It's for the good of all of us!" came the reply. Kiyomuri's face then softened as he saw his little brother's ice blue eyes brim with tears. "I will come back, Kaede, don't worry. I will come back. But now, I've got to go. The cab will be here soon to take me to the airport. Otousan already knows about it."
Rukawa just stared dumbstruck. Otousan had let him go? He could feel the tears welling in his eyes again. Kiyomuri did not seem to notice. He lugged the heavy suitcase out of the house with Rukawa following behind. Then, a slight halt of brakes, and a taxi roared and stopped in front of the gates. Kiyomuri seemed so calm, so unruffled. He just hauled the suitcase into the boot and was about to get inside when Rukawa suddenly ran to him crying, "Onii-chan! Don't go! Onii-chan! Please!"
The only response was his onii-chan jumping into the car ever so quickly and giving him a final wave before the car roared down the streets, soon lost amidst the hustle and bustle of Kanagawa.
~End of Flashback~
Hell. What the hell is this? Some big family reunion? One big happy family. Once again, Rukawa felt the bitterness. One big happy family, reuniting back in Kanagawa, where it all started. How ironic. Instead of feeling happy, eager, excited that his onii-chan was finally returning to Kanagawa, Rukawa felt nothing. What was there to feel happy about? Damn. Why can't I feel anything? Maybe I am the cold, emotionless bastard they all say I am. So what? It's not my fault I am. They just can't mind their own business.
He felt a surge of anger rise through him. Kiyomuri did not sound the least bit sorry that he had just left like that in his letter. He sounded pleased, contented, happy. Coming back to Kanagawa after many years seemed like a normal thing to him. Damn. What the hell do you think I am, onii- chan, some toy you can play with and out it away for a long time before you take it out again? And in his letter he asked how otousan is. Onii-chan is happy, but I'm not, thought Rukawa. Don't you know, Kiyo, that otousan died last year in a car accident? I'm alone now, onii-chan, thanks to you and okassan. I'm alone.
Rukawa did not know what he was doing here, in front of Mizuki's house. He just stared at it. He only felt the need to be there, and secretly, he hoped to see her again. Would she remember him? He longed to tell her so many things. About Kiyomuri coming home tomorrow. About otousan's death. About his coming match with Ryonan High. Wait. She did not even know that Kiyomuri had left home like her. She would not even care whether otousan was dead or not, after all he was the reason she left home. Or was it? And she did not even know that he was in the school basketball team or what school he even went to.
Sighing and shrugging his shoulders, he walked away from the beautiful house feeling disappointment burn in his face for something he had not even tried. As he was about to cross the road and walk back to his own house, he froze when he saw who was coming across. It was none other than Chihiro Sakimoto, his half-brother. Little Chihiro was laughing joyfully with a sound so merry and soulful that it pierced through all the ice in Rukawa's heart, and he suddenly felt waves of jealousy pummel him. The boy was dribbling a basketball, which seemed too big for his little hands.
"Chihiro! Chihiro!" came a familiar voice. Rukawa froze and tried to run, but his legs seemed glued to the spot. "Don't cross the road by yourself! Wait for kassan!"
Mizuki was hurrying to her son as fast as she could. Meanwhile, Chihiro who was still dribbling the basketball bounced the ball a little too hard, and the ball went bouncing off across the road. Without thinking, he ran after it. He did not see the huge bus thundering down the road at full speed headed for him. Mizuki let out a scream of fear. "Chihiro! Come back!" she cried.
Chihiro did not seem to hear her; he was still intent in chasing after the ball down the road. Rukawa, however, saw the bus rumble in slow motion. With a sudden burst of speed, he reached the boy in one swift bound and shoved him roughly out of the way of the thundering vehicle. He then gave one swift leap and managed to jump away in time, the bus rattling away down the spot he had been in a moment ago.
Tbc.
Congrats.you sat through another chapter! You mus really like it ^_^ Review n tel me pls..if its boring I will most gladly retire(or maybe not).whew..i can't believe I'm actually writing this!
Chapter 3
Dear Kaede, Long time no see, ya! How are you and otousan doing? I am very sorry I haven't sent you a single letter since the day I left. Has okassan kept her promise and visited you lately? I wish she never walked out that day. I really miss her. I miss her smile and I miss her love. I don't think I need to write to you like a little seven-year-old boy like you were when I left home. I'm sure you are fully matured by now.
Now I would like to tell you a few things. First of all, I am already married to another Japanese girl I met here in San Francisco. She is working as an accountant in the same office as me. Her name is Harusumi Shizaki and she's twenty- four years old. We have a nice house with a good view of the sea, which we managed to buy out of all our savings. I have never felt so peaceful in my life, Kaede. Finally, I can start a family of my own.
Life in San Francisco is so peaceful and nice. There is the normal blare of traffic and usual loud noises, but there is a strange but pleasant feeling of home in here. I think I prefer this place to Kanagawa. Oh, by the way, we, (Haru and I) plan to visit you and otousan in Kanagawa soon. Our plane arrives on June the12th at 11.00a.m. Please tell otousan that, won't you? I am looking forward to seeing you again! Bye, Kaede, take care!
Your loving Onii-chan, Kiyomuri.
Rukawa read the letter feeling stunned. Onii-chan? Coming back? He was shocked. Kiyomuri had walked out of home one year after Mizuki had. He remembered that day well.
~Flashback~
"Where are you going, onii-chan?" came Rukawa's innocent voice. He stared as Kiyomuri rapidly stuffed suits of clothing into a large suitcase. He felt slightly alarmed. "Are you leaving like how kassan left us?"
"No, no, Kaede, you won't understand," he replied quickly, his face flushed. "It's for the good of all of us."
"You're leaving me and otousan back here!" his innocent tone suddenly became sharp and accusing.
"Kaede, I have been promoted from my job. I now have a chance to work in San Francisco!" said Kiyomuri. "I can help otousan by sending money home. My pay will be more in America, Kaede, and I can help support otousan."
Rukawa had not really understood what his onii-chan had meant by that. What is the difference with working in Kanagawa and in San Francisco, wherever that is? All he knew was that onii-chan was leaving him like kassan. And there would be one person less in this family. "Don't go, onii-chan," said Rukawa, his eyes pleading. "Don't go."
"I'm sorry, Kaede, but I have to. It's for the good of all of us!" came the reply. Kiyomuri's face then softened as he saw his little brother's ice blue eyes brim with tears. "I will come back, Kaede, don't worry. I will come back. But now, I've got to go. The cab will be here soon to take me to the airport. Otousan already knows about it."
Rukawa just stared dumbstruck. Otousan had let him go? He could feel the tears welling in his eyes again. Kiyomuri did not seem to notice. He lugged the heavy suitcase out of the house with Rukawa following behind. Then, a slight halt of brakes, and a taxi roared and stopped in front of the gates. Kiyomuri seemed so calm, so unruffled. He just hauled the suitcase into the boot and was about to get inside when Rukawa suddenly ran to him crying, "Onii-chan! Don't go! Onii-chan! Please!"
The only response was his onii-chan jumping into the car ever so quickly and giving him a final wave before the car roared down the streets, soon lost amidst the hustle and bustle of Kanagawa.
~End of Flashback~
Hell. What the hell is this? Some big family reunion? One big happy family. Once again, Rukawa felt the bitterness. One big happy family, reuniting back in Kanagawa, where it all started. How ironic. Instead of feeling happy, eager, excited that his onii-chan was finally returning to Kanagawa, Rukawa felt nothing. What was there to feel happy about? Damn. Why can't I feel anything? Maybe I am the cold, emotionless bastard they all say I am. So what? It's not my fault I am. They just can't mind their own business.
He felt a surge of anger rise through him. Kiyomuri did not sound the least bit sorry that he had just left like that in his letter. He sounded pleased, contented, happy. Coming back to Kanagawa after many years seemed like a normal thing to him. Damn. What the hell do you think I am, onii- chan, some toy you can play with and out it away for a long time before you take it out again? And in his letter he asked how otousan is. Onii-chan is happy, but I'm not, thought Rukawa. Don't you know, Kiyo, that otousan died last year in a car accident? I'm alone now, onii-chan, thanks to you and okassan. I'm alone.
Rukawa did not know what he was doing here, in front of Mizuki's house. He just stared at it. He only felt the need to be there, and secretly, he hoped to see her again. Would she remember him? He longed to tell her so many things. About Kiyomuri coming home tomorrow. About otousan's death. About his coming match with Ryonan High. Wait. She did not even know that Kiyomuri had left home like her. She would not even care whether otousan was dead or not, after all he was the reason she left home. Or was it? And she did not even know that he was in the school basketball team or what school he even went to.
Sighing and shrugging his shoulders, he walked away from the beautiful house feeling disappointment burn in his face for something he had not even tried. As he was about to cross the road and walk back to his own house, he froze when he saw who was coming across. It was none other than Chihiro Sakimoto, his half-brother. Little Chihiro was laughing joyfully with a sound so merry and soulful that it pierced through all the ice in Rukawa's heart, and he suddenly felt waves of jealousy pummel him. The boy was dribbling a basketball, which seemed too big for his little hands.
"Chihiro! Chihiro!" came a familiar voice. Rukawa froze and tried to run, but his legs seemed glued to the spot. "Don't cross the road by yourself! Wait for kassan!"
Mizuki was hurrying to her son as fast as she could. Meanwhile, Chihiro who was still dribbling the basketball bounced the ball a little too hard, and the ball went bouncing off across the road. Without thinking, he ran after it. He did not see the huge bus thundering down the road at full speed headed for him. Mizuki let out a scream of fear. "Chihiro! Come back!" she cried.
Chihiro did not seem to hear her; he was still intent in chasing after the ball down the road. Rukawa, however, saw the bus rumble in slow motion. With a sudden burst of speed, he reached the boy in one swift bound and shoved him roughly out of the way of the thundering vehicle. He then gave one swift leap and managed to jump away in time, the bus rattling away down the spot he had been in a moment ago.
Tbc.
Congrats.you sat through another chapter! You mus really like it ^_^ Review n tel me pls..if its boring I will most gladly retire(or maybe not).whew..i can't believe I'm actually writing this!