A/N:
VERO ---- hehehe! Here this chap's for you. I'm glad you liked my story. Don't worry, I think I'll continue to write this story until I finish it. ^___~
To everybody else who read this ---- ei guyz! Sorry it took me so long to update. Hope you like this chap. Let me hear if you liked it or not...
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Chapter 8:
[Ughh.. Where am I?] Rukawa groggily opened his eyes and tried to look around his surroundings. Everything is moving. "What the..." He tried to sit up but he can't, he wasn't lying down somewhere, someone seems to be carrying him. "You awake?" asked a very concerned voice. Obviously he is the one carrying Rukawa. [Sakuragi?] He thought to himself wildly, erstwhile slowly looking up to confirm if it was the doaho indeed. He was. "Put me down. I think I can walk alright now." "No, look at you. You still look groggy and shaken and you need medical treatment right away." Sakuragi stubbornly told him. Rukawa sighed, he wasn't in the mood to argue, so he let the loud red head have his way and tried his best not to blush at the awkward position he was in.
Sakuragi suddenly spoke. "Ne, tell me, kitsune why didn't you fight back?" Rukawa looked at Sakuragi and wondered why the red head suddenly blushed then continued to babble on. "I mean you were an equal match with the punks Missy brought then; surely that Koshino guy is no match for you." "Because.." "Because what?" "I felt guilty." "Why? You know he deserved it!" Sakuragi said sharply, squeezing Rukawa's arm in emphasis. "I know. But I knew how he felt." Rukawa looked at Sakuragi a pleading look in his eyes. "Please I don't want to talk about it." The taller player just looked at him appraisingly then reluctantly sighed. "Okay, but if ever you need to talk.." Rukawa nodded, "I know."
They walk in silence for a few moments, each wrapped in their own thoughts. Finally they reached Rukawa's house. "We're here, doaho. You could put me down now." Sakuragi put him down gently then offered his arm to steady him. Even though he hated the idea of being invalid, Rukawa grudgingly took Hanamichi's arm while he fumbled for his keys. "Stupid fingers.." Rukawa mumbled when the keys fall from his grasp. "Tsk, kitsune let me do that." Sakuragi bent down and retrieved the key and opened the door swiftly. As soon as the two were inside, Hanamichi ordered Rukawa to go to his room. "What ere you going to do then?" Rukawa asked him suspicious. "Baka! If you hadn't noticed you're still bleeding. You need some tending." Sakuragi said as he made a beeline for the kitchen.
Rukawa rolled his eyes and muttered doaho. "I heard that kitsune!" Sakuragi called back, "Now go to your room or I'll bring you to a clinic!" He threatened. Rukawa reluctantly dragged himself to his room. The idea of sleeping on his bed was too much. His head was aching and his whole body had just been from hell. He collapsed on the bed, a blissful smile on his face. "I have my own personal nurse..." Then he blacked out.
After the scene with Rukawa, Sendoh fainted and he hadn't witnessed the spectacle that happened between the three. He was getting up when he noticed Koshino. Koshino was on his knees an angry red mark on his jaw. He was staring out in space, a blank look on his face. Sendoh crouched down in front of him and shook his shoulders. "Oi, Hiroaki! What happened?!" Koshino snapped and stared at him blankly. Then he suddenly wrapped his arms around Sendoh in a protective manner. "Are you okay, Akira?" "Huh?" Sendoh knitted his brows. [Oh yeah, his been spying. How embarrassing.] Sendoh thought to himself as he remembered the spectacle he made of himself. "Yeah. I guess." He sighed and avoided Koshino's gaze. "Akira, there's no need to be embarrassed. We're best friends right?" Koshino lamented, he did look sincere but Sendoh caught wistfulness in his voice when he said, 'we're best friends right?' But then he scratched the idea. He might have just imagined it. "Uhuh!" Sendoh chirped, regaining his old self, there's no need in getting gloomy anyway, there's always tomorrow to fix this whole thing up. Besides, he hated to bring Koshino's spirits down with his love life. "Ne, Hiro-kun, for helping me out, I'll treat you to lunch!" Koshino pulled himself together, then smiled at Sendoh, "Sure, I just hope you brought enough money, I'm straving!"
Hanamichi opened Rukawa's door. He paused as he took in Rukawa's appearance. He was lying face down as if he just barely made it in his room. Sakuragi smiled as Rukawa shifted, wishing he had brought a camera to capture the kitsune's smile. [It suited him, if only he does that all the time.] He thought wistfully, but then smirked. [No, I think he's better scowling or else I'll have more competitors!] Sakuragi placed the tub of cold water and towel on the bedside table. Sakuragi plopped down on the bed and scratched his head. [Now what?] He asked himself. He needed to take Rukawa's shirt off since it was soaked with blood and sweat; it's unhealthy if he leaves it at that. He frowned, if he waked him up, for sure he will be rewarded with a punch, if he's lucky, a kick maybe. Then, a small smile played on his lips, [I don't have to wake him up! I'll just move it discreetly and..] He faltered when Rukawa shifted yet again, pulling his pillow to him and hugging it to his chest. Then he murmured doaho. Sakuragi looked at him curiously.
"Hmmm.. He must be dreaming about me." Sakuragi thought happily, but then scowled. "Yeah right. Wishful thinking." He berated himself. The kitsune must be having a blast in his dream about whacking or kicking him in his dream. But then, he really wished that the kitsune is dreaming about him in a good way. Sakuragi shook his head. He must do the task at hand. The ice was quickly melting and he hadn't tended Rukawa yet. Taking a deep breath he reached out and tugged Rukawa's shirt over his head. Sakuragi held his breath, both at the magnificent sight before him and hoping that he doesn't wake the ace player. After a few moments Rukawa stilled and continued snoring. [Kawaii..] Sakuragi thought to himself as he watched Rukawa's lithe form. He wondered when he will have the privilege to run his hands over the other's smooth, pale and formed chest. Hanamichi, blushed as he shook his head vigorously. [Must control hormones..] He told himself over and again. Sakuragi then took the tub and started washing Rukawa up, slowly as not to disturb his sleep. After washing him up, Sakuragi carefully bandaged his wounds and cleaned up after himself.
When he was about to leave the room, Rukawa stirred and woke up. He stared at himself then at Sakuragi who was about half way out. "You haven't bothered to dress me up, didn't you?" He commented teasingly as he smiled softly at the red head man. Sakuragi blushed to the end of his brilliant red hair and stammered wildly. "Well. I was. just.." Then Rukawa fell down, snoring. Sakuragi stared at Rukawa unbelievably. [What was that all about?]
Koshino stared discreetly at his companion. Sendoh was trying hard to be cheerful. He knows all too well, that Akira was still hurting from the incident earlier. [How the hell, does he pick up the wrong guy?] He asked himself heatedly. [He always look at others. Doesn't he notice that I'm here?] Koshino swiped at his lunch angrily putting all his frustration in chewing. [Why doesn't he notice that I care for him?] Koshino stared daggers at Akira. [I'm here for you! If only you know where to look.] He conversed with Sendoh in his head. Koshino sighed, and sipped some cola. Sendoh finally stopped chatting, and then looked at Koshino closely. "What's the matter Hiro-kun? You look flushed." Koshino looked at him balefully. "You know why! Your puny little head or heart, whatever it is, doesn't want to take it." Sendoh looked at him confused. "What's the matter with you Hiro-kun? Why are you so mad?" "Why are you letting those fools hurt you? Why don't you just leave the both?" Koshino raged heatedly, and then turned his voice down when he attracted attention.
Sendoh shook his head. "I don't know. It's because I hurt them too, isn't it just right?" He asked Koshino sadly. Koshino stood up and shook his shoulders. "But that doesn't mean they have the right to hurt you repeatedly." Sendoh just sighed. Koshino sat down beside him and continued. "Look, even if you did hurt them, you've already paid them and more." Sendoh looked up at him earnestly. "I did?" Koshino nodded, "Yes. You already did." "Thank, Hiro-kun. I don't know what I'd do without you, my beloved friend." Sendoh commented and then gulped the rest of drink off. Koshino sighed and swallowed his disappointment. [Yes, I'll always be a friend.]
Rukawa turned and tossed in his bed, his eyes wild. [Why did I say that?] He told himself over and again. He can't believe he teased Hanamichi like that. You haven't bothered to dress me up..? [What the hell am I thinking?] Rukawa thanked his lucky stars that he has a quick wit. He'd die of embarrassment if he hadn't saved it, by pretending to be asleep. Well, he did make a fool of himself anyway, though he could pretend not to know about it and he can avoid any conversation regarding that. He sighed, [All this for that doaho.] Then he started thinking. Every time he was with the doaho, he feels his pulse start up and when he's so close, like when he carried Rukawa home, he felt faint. He blushed when he says stupid things in front of the doaho and all that other crap. When was the last time he felt that anyway? [Oh god..] He berated himself when it realization sank in. He had fallen in love with the doaho.
Hanamichi sighed and placed his head on his hands. He can't erase the image of Rukawa smiling saucily at him. Sakuragi squeezed his head. [Stop thinking about the kitsune, he was just dreaming!] He berated himself. He looked around the kitchen and started reminiscing the meal they had there. It was after they had found out about the two timing incident. But then, before that night was over, he had fallen for the ace player. He sighed. He was secretly hoping that it was an infatuation and that he could forget about him easily. He didn't want to make a fool of himself again. But then, every day his affection for the kitsune grew stronger. And it was torturing him; you hadn't bothered to dress me up didn't you? Rukawa's voice rang in his ears. Sakuragi made a quick decision. He didn't want this any more. There's only one way to find out. He stormed to Rukawa's room.
Rukawa was drifting off to sleep again when he heard his door open. [Uh-oh, the doaho is here. Better pretend to sleep] He closed his eyes and let his breathing regulate. He heard Hanamichi come closer to the bed and plop down. [Please go away.] Then he felt Sakuragi lift him up. Confusion and curiosity got the best of him, so he opened his eyes. He was staring directly at the passionate chocolate colored eyes of Hanamichi, "Oi, what's with you..?" Sakuragi didn't answer; instead he pulled Rukawa closer and kissed him passionately. Rukawa was so shocked he didn't know how to respond. He tried to push Sakuragi away, but the red head was incessant. Rukawa did what he had been thinking earlier, he gave in to the kiss and returned with fervor the passion of the red head. Sakuragi pulled back and smiled at him softly. "Aishteru." Rukawa smiled but didn't answer; instead he just brought their lips together again.
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A/N: elo minna-san! Ummmm. if there are any conflicts from what I wrote earlier on, gomen! Must've forgotten about it, been so long since I wrote the prev. chap. ^____^
If you have time please review, your comments always keeps me going!
VERO ---- hehehe! Here this chap's for you. I'm glad you liked my story. Don't worry, I think I'll continue to write this story until I finish it. ^___~
To everybody else who read this ---- ei guyz! Sorry it took me so long to update. Hope you like this chap. Let me hear if you liked it or not...
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Chapter 8:
[Ughh.. Where am I?] Rukawa groggily opened his eyes and tried to look around his surroundings. Everything is moving. "What the..." He tried to sit up but he can't, he wasn't lying down somewhere, someone seems to be carrying him. "You awake?" asked a very concerned voice. Obviously he is the one carrying Rukawa. [Sakuragi?] He thought to himself wildly, erstwhile slowly looking up to confirm if it was the doaho indeed. He was. "Put me down. I think I can walk alright now." "No, look at you. You still look groggy and shaken and you need medical treatment right away." Sakuragi stubbornly told him. Rukawa sighed, he wasn't in the mood to argue, so he let the loud red head have his way and tried his best not to blush at the awkward position he was in.
Sakuragi suddenly spoke. "Ne, tell me, kitsune why didn't you fight back?" Rukawa looked at Sakuragi and wondered why the red head suddenly blushed then continued to babble on. "I mean you were an equal match with the punks Missy brought then; surely that Koshino guy is no match for you." "Because.." "Because what?" "I felt guilty." "Why? You know he deserved it!" Sakuragi said sharply, squeezing Rukawa's arm in emphasis. "I know. But I knew how he felt." Rukawa looked at Sakuragi a pleading look in his eyes. "Please I don't want to talk about it." The taller player just looked at him appraisingly then reluctantly sighed. "Okay, but if ever you need to talk.." Rukawa nodded, "I know."
They walk in silence for a few moments, each wrapped in their own thoughts. Finally they reached Rukawa's house. "We're here, doaho. You could put me down now." Sakuragi put him down gently then offered his arm to steady him. Even though he hated the idea of being invalid, Rukawa grudgingly took Hanamichi's arm while he fumbled for his keys. "Stupid fingers.." Rukawa mumbled when the keys fall from his grasp. "Tsk, kitsune let me do that." Sakuragi bent down and retrieved the key and opened the door swiftly. As soon as the two were inside, Hanamichi ordered Rukawa to go to his room. "What ere you going to do then?" Rukawa asked him suspicious. "Baka! If you hadn't noticed you're still bleeding. You need some tending." Sakuragi said as he made a beeline for the kitchen.
Rukawa rolled his eyes and muttered doaho. "I heard that kitsune!" Sakuragi called back, "Now go to your room or I'll bring you to a clinic!" He threatened. Rukawa reluctantly dragged himself to his room. The idea of sleeping on his bed was too much. His head was aching and his whole body had just been from hell. He collapsed on the bed, a blissful smile on his face. "I have my own personal nurse..." Then he blacked out.
After the scene with Rukawa, Sendoh fainted and he hadn't witnessed the spectacle that happened between the three. He was getting up when he noticed Koshino. Koshino was on his knees an angry red mark on his jaw. He was staring out in space, a blank look on his face. Sendoh crouched down in front of him and shook his shoulders. "Oi, Hiroaki! What happened?!" Koshino snapped and stared at him blankly. Then he suddenly wrapped his arms around Sendoh in a protective manner. "Are you okay, Akira?" "Huh?" Sendoh knitted his brows. [Oh yeah, his been spying. How embarrassing.] Sendoh thought to himself as he remembered the spectacle he made of himself. "Yeah. I guess." He sighed and avoided Koshino's gaze. "Akira, there's no need to be embarrassed. We're best friends right?" Koshino lamented, he did look sincere but Sendoh caught wistfulness in his voice when he said, 'we're best friends right?' But then he scratched the idea. He might have just imagined it. "Uhuh!" Sendoh chirped, regaining his old self, there's no need in getting gloomy anyway, there's always tomorrow to fix this whole thing up. Besides, he hated to bring Koshino's spirits down with his love life. "Ne, Hiro-kun, for helping me out, I'll treat you to lunch!" Koshino pulled himself together, then smiled at Sendoh, "Sure, I just hope you brought enough money, I'm straving!"
Hanamichi opened Rukawa's door. He paused as he took in Rukawa's appearance. He was lying face down as if he just barely made it in his room. Sakuragi smiled as Rukawa shifted, wishing he had brought a camera to capture the kitsune's smile. [It suited him, if only he does that all the time.] He thought wistfully, but then smirked. [No, I think he's better scowling or else I'll have more competitors!] Sakuragi placed the tub of cold water and towel on the bedside table. Sakuragi plopped down on the bed and scratched his head. [Now what?] He asked himself. He needed to take Rukawa's shirt off since it was soaked with blood and sweat; it's unhealthy if he leaves it at that. He frowned, if he waked him up, for sure he will be rewarded with a punch, if he's lucky, a kick maybe. Then, a small smile played on his lips, [I don't have to wake him up! I'll just move it discreetly and..] He faltered when Rukawa shifted yet again, pulling his pillow to him and hugging it to his chest. Then he murmured doaho. Sakuragi looked at him curiously.
"Hmmm.. He must be dreaming about me." Sakuragi thought happily, but then scowled. "Yeah right. Wishful thinking." He berated himself. The kitsune must be having a blast in his dream about whacking or kicking him in his dream. But then, he really wished that the kitsune is dreaming about him in a good way. Sakuragi shook his head. He must do the task at hand. The ice was quickly melting and he hadn't tended Rukawa yet. Taking a deep breath he reached out and tugged Rukawa's shirt over his head. Sakuragi held his breath, both at the magnificent sight before him and hoping that he doesn't wake the ace player. After a few moments Rukawa stilled and continued snoring. [Kawaii..] Sakuragi thought to himself as he watched Rukawa's lithe form. He wondered when he will have the privilege to run his hands over the other's smooth, pale and formed chest. Hanamichi, blushed as he shook his head vigorously. [Must control hormones..] He told himself over and again. Sakuragi then took the tub and started washing Rukawa up, slowly as not to disturb his sleep. After washing him up, Sakuragi carefully bandaged his wounds and cleaned up after himself.
When he was about to leave the room, Rukawa stirred and woke up. He stared at himself then at Sakuragi who was about half way out. "You haven't bothered to dress me up, didn't you?" He commented teasingly as he smiled softly at the red head man. Sakuragi blushed to the end of his brilliant red hair and stammered wildly. "Well. I was. just.." Then Rukawa fell down, snoring. Sakuragi stared at Rukawa unbelievably. [What was that all about?]
Koshino stared discreetly at his companion. Sendoh was trying hard to be cheerful. He knows all too well, that Akira was still hurting from the incident earlier. [How the hell, does he pick up the wrong guy?] He asked himself heatedly. [He always look at others. Doesn't he notice that I'm here?] Koshino swiped at his lunch angrily putting all his frustration in chewing. [Why doesn't he notice that I care for him?] Koshino stared daggers at Akira. [I'm here for you! If only you know where to look.] He conversed with Sendoh in his head. Koshino sighed, and sipped some cola. Sendoh finally stopped chatting, and then looked at Koshino closely. "What's the matter Hiro-kun? You look flushed." Koshino looked at him balefully. "You know why! Your puny little head or heart, whatever it is, doesn't want to take it." Sendoh looked at him confused. "What's the matter with you Hiro-kun? Why are you so mad?" "Why are you letting those fools hurt you? Why don't you just leave the both?" Koshino raged heatedly, and then turned his voice down when he attracted attention.
Sendoh shook his head. "I don't know. It's because I hurt them too, isn't it just right?" He asked Koshino sadly. Koshino stood up and shook his shoulders. "But that doesn't mean they have the right to hurt you repeatedly." Sendoh just sighed. Koshino sat down beside him and continued. "Look, even if you did hurt them, you've already paid them and more." Sendoh looked up at him earnestly. "I did?" Koshino nodded, "Yes. You already did." "Thank, Hiro-kun. I don't know what I'd do without you, my beloved friend." Sendoh commented and then gulped the rest of drink off. Koshino sighed and swallowed his disappointment. [Yes, I'll always be a friend.]
Rukawa turned and tossed in his bed, his eyes wild. [Why did I say that?] He told himself over and again. He can't believe he teased Hanamichi like that. You haven't bothered to dress me up..? [What the hell am I thinking?] Rukawa thanked his lucky stars that he has a quick wit. He'd die of embarrassment if he hadn't saved it, by pretending to be asleep. Well, he did make a fool of himself anyway, though he could pretend not to know about it and he can avoid any conversation regarding that. He sighed, [All this for that doaho.] Then he started thinking. Every time he was with the doaho, he feels his pulse start up and when he's so close, like when he carried Rukawa home, he felt faint. He blushed when he says stupid things in front of the doaho and all that other crap. When was the last time he felt that anyway? [Oh god..] He berated himself when it realization sank in. He had fallen in love with the doaho.
Hanamichi sighed and placed his head on his hands. He can't erase the image of Rukawa smiling saucily at him. Sakuragi squeezed his head. [Stop thinking about the kitsune, he was just dreaming!] He berated himself. He looked around the kitchen and started reminiscing the meal they had there. It was after they had found out about the two timing incident. But then, before that night was over, he had fallen for the ace player. He sighed. He was secretly hoping that it was an infatuation and that he could forget about him easily. He didn't want to make a fool of himself again. But then, every day his affection for the kitsune grew stronger. And it was torturing him; you hadn't bothered to dress me up didn't you? Rukawa's voice rang in his ears. Sakuragi made a quick decision. He didn't want this any more. There's only one way to find out. He stormed to Rukawa's room.
Rukawa was drifting off to sleep again when he heard his door open. [Uh-oh, the doaho is here. Better pretend to sleep] He closed his eyes and let his breathing regulate. He heard Hanamichi come closer to the bed and plop down. [Please go away.] Then he felt Sakuragi lift him up. Confusion and curiosity got the best of him, so he opened his eyes. He was staring directly at the passionate chocolate colored eyes of Hanamichi, "Oi, what's with you..?" Sakuragi didn't answer; instead he pulled Rukawa closer and kissed him passionately. Rukawa was so shocked he didn't know how to respond. He tried to push Sakuragi away, but the red head was incessant. Rukawa did what he had been thinking earlier, he gave in to the kiss and returned with fervor the passion of the red head. Sakuragi pulled back and smiled at him softly. "Aishteru." Rukawa smiled but didn't answer; instead he just brought their lips together again.
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A/N: elo minna-san! Ummmm. if there are any conflicts from what I wrote earlier on, gomen! Must've forgotten about it, been so long since I wrote the prev. chap. ^____^
If you have time please review, your comments always keeps me going!