DISCLAIMERS: I don't own Slamdunk...
I am really sorry for the OOCness of Rukawa here.I can't help it..hehe.I'm a newbie so please bear with me.
WARNING: UNBELIEVABLE OOCness . . . promise. . . ^_~
ONE WISH
CHAPTER 1
"Hey!" Ayako called out, momentarily shocked when a person almost bumped into her. An angry Haruko continued to walk and if she didn't avoided her they would surely collide into each other.
Ayako eyed the socialite as she went towards the upper deck of the yacht where all the chosen guests were inside. It was Haruko's twenty fifth birthday and the celebration was held at Rukawa's yacht.
When Haruko's image disappeared from her sight, she turned her gaze to her nephew, whose back was facing hers. He was leaning on the railings, looking at the wide, calm sea. In his hands was a glass containing white wine.
Ayako walked towards the end of the upper deck where two white lounging chairs were placed, and there was a table made from fiber glass. On top of it was a bottle of Chardonnay.
"Bad day for Haruko, huh. . . " she sat on the lounging chair, reaching for the cigarette case and a gold lighter which she was sure belonged to Haruko. She lighted a cigarette.
"Does Miyagi know that you're smoking?" Rukawa was talking about her husband, who's now in America for some seminar for endocrinologists. "You know that's bad for your health, Ayako" Rukawa said, frowning at the sight of the cigarette in Ayako's hands.
"What was that all about? Shall I expect a reconciliation before we sail back to shore, or another daughter of Eve has been left crying and broken-hearted because of you?" Ayako continued, pretending not to hear him, puff a cigarette and blew heavenwards. And when he tried to snatch away the thing from her hands she put it down and killed the light on the ashtray.
"You didn't answer me. . .
Rukawa ran a hand on his raven-black hair. "She wants me announce our engagement to the guests."
"I expected that, too. As far as I can remember your relationship with her was the longest, three months if I'm not mistaken. And it isn't new to me if Haruko had already spread out the news to all that you are already planning the wedding. If I didn't know you I would've believed her." Her voice sounded amuse.
One corner of his lips twisted upward in a sarcastic smile. "Just like all the women I've met, Ayako. It was obvious that she wanted to marry me for my money. . . "
"Stop being cynic, Kaede boy!" Ayako said, frowning. "I can't tell if you're being arrogantly humble or you are underestimating the attraction you have with women. . . "
"Hmm. Arrogantly humble. . . " he repeated the words Ayako used. "Isn't that a contradiction?" then he smiled drily. "And talking about my attraction, money is a more powerful attraction, my dear aunt."
Few moments have passed before Ayako spoke. "You need family, Kaede. . . children. . . just like your cousins and friends. . . "
Rukawa drank from his glass before looking at the wide and dark ocean. He could see the tiny lights from there. They were not too far from the shore. Then in a soft and bitter voice, "I had enough betrayals to last me a lifetime."
"Two years had passed since that incident, Kaede. Why don't you get over it and move on? Give yourself another chance, go to Haruko and announce your engagement. You couldn't have known she only wants your money. She also came from a wealthy family-"
"Whose business is going down and needed my money to save them." He said in a flat voice.
"So she also wants your money, you have more than enough, Kaede! That couldn't lessen your money if ever. And Haruko will give you the happiness of a family in return."
"Well. I couldn't be so sure about that, too. . . "
Ayako shook her head. "And that is the price you have to pay for having so much. The Rukawas is not like other wealthy families where their marriages were arranged and sometimes being matched by distant cousins so that the money will remain inside the family. You are all allowed to marry the woman of your choice. . . "
"That's a big joke, Ayako! I-am-allowed-to-marry-a-woman-of-my- choice. . . "he repeated in a sarcastic tone, leaving space to his every word.
"But what about the tradition? That a woman must be a virgin! That even if she's poor at least she came from a decent family."
"Is that bad enough, Kaede?" Ayako asked softy. "Didn't your grandfather succeeded when he chose my sister for your father? I'm not saying this because your mother's my sister. . . "
"And in my case father didn't made a mistake in stopping me for what I want, which made me look like a complete fool!" he said angrily.
"But shouldn't you be thanking your father for disapproving your relationship with Yuki? You've proven that she's not the right woman for you."
When he didn't answer, Ayako ran her eyes over her nephew. Kaede Rukawa was twenty six, five years younger than her. So imposing and so handsome. The Hawaiian shirt he was wearing was open and being blown by the wind, showing a muscled chest. Also his messy raven-black hair where the ends reached the collar of his shirt. And Kaede wasn't just a very good- looking man, he was also very rich.
And bitter . . . and lonely, too.
"I don't understand whether it's a curse or a blessing, all this fame and money." He said in an ironic tone.
"Don't let your bad past with women hinder you from being happy, Kaede. . . " she said, sighing. Except her, he wasn't bringing this topic up to anyone.
She was about to stand up and go back to the party when she noticed the bottle of Chardonnay just above the table. She looked up again to his nephew, who's drinking the remaining contents of his wine. Then her eyes went back to the wine bottle.
Wherever she got the idea that struck her mind, she had no idea. It just popped up her mind. Maybe from some movies she had watched which she forgot the title.
She smiled. Reaching for the bottle, she slowly removed its label. Then she stood up and threw its contents out on the water.
"What the hell-! Ayako that wine was worth-"
"Thousands of dollars," she continued, and smiled at the tall man. "Ten times double the price than those brilliants you're giving away to your women, Kaede."
She sat back again and opened her silver purse. From there she picked a pencil lipstick. She placed the label on the table and started writing on it using the pencil lipstick.
"What are you doing?" Rukawa looked at what her auntie was doing. his brows knitted.
He knew Ayako to be tightfisted and he cannot believe she would throw an expensive wine just because she wanted to write.
And Ayako didn't hide what she was writing.
"And who's that lucky person you're giving that crap to, huh?" Rukawa shook his head and laughed. "Who among my female guests? Surely, they all knew that Haruko and I are already engaged, not unless she told everyone below that we just had a fight, which is I'm sure she wouldn't do. . . "
"Do you, by chance, have a calling card on your wallet?" Ayako said, looking up to him.
"And just what do you want to happen?" his voice was protesting but he pulled out his wallet behind his white pants and got one of his calling cards and gave it to her.
Ayako didn't answer; instead she smiled when she saw the calling card. It was not the kind of calling card he would just give away. He probably didn't notice it. She turned the bottle over, making sure there will be no liquid left on the bottle.
"Uh. . . uh. . . " it was Rukawa, raising both of his hands in the air when he saw Ayako inserting the label she had written in along with the calling card, inside the bottle.
Ayako winked at him.
"You're crazy! You threw the expensive wine just because of this foolishness!" he laughed "You've been watching a lot of nonsense movies, Ayako. . . "
"Life in this planet is so strange, my handsome nephew. What do you know? Maybe the person who gets the chance to read the message in this bottle is a woman that will change your points of view in life."
She didn't really believe in that. And Rukawa was right when he said she was crazy. She just threw the expensive Chardonnay out of the water.
But she already threw it before she could think again. She closed the bottle, stood up and went to the railings. She watched the sea in a dramatic way before taking a deep breath and threw the bottle out on the ocean.
"That's against the law," It's Rukawa. "You're polluting the waters."
Rukawa was still laughing when she turned to look at him. From being funny and humorous, Rukawa seldom laughed, since the moment his father laid the truth behind the beauty and fame of the only woman he fought for, from his father and from the whole family.
Or maybe that was an overstatement. He didn't laugh at all. But he was now.
It was a good omen.
* * *
Err.so how was it? Tell me what you think guys. I'll be very happy if you do review.and thanks to Mitchy for helping me with this story.until next time, friends..
I am really sorry for the OOCness of Rukawa here.I can't help it..hehe.I'm a newbie so please bear with me.
WARNING: UNBELIEVABLE OOCness . . . promise. . . ^_~
ONE WISH
CHAPTER 1
"Hey!" Ayako called out, momentarily shocked when a person almost bumped into her. An angry Haruko continued to walk and if she didn't avoided her they would surely collide into each other.
Ayako eyed the socialite as she went towards the upper deck of the yacht where all the chosen guests were inside. It was Haruko's twenty fifth birthday and the celebration was held at Rukawa's yacht.
When Haruko's image disappeared from her sight, she turned her gaze to her nephew, whose back was facing hers. He was leaning on the railings, looking at the wide, calm sea. In his hands was a glass containing white wine.
Ayako walked towards the end of the upper deck where two white lounging chairs were placed, and there was a table made from fiber glass. On top of it was a bottle of Chardonnay.
"Bad day for Haruko, huh. . . " she sat on the lounging chair, reaching for the cigarette case and a gold lighter which she was sure belonged to Haruko. She lighted a cigarette.
"Does Miyagi know that you're smoking?" Rukawa was talking about her husband, who's now in America for some seminar for endocrinologists. "You know that's bad for your health, Ayako" Rukawa said, frowning at the sight of the cigarette in Ayako's hands.
"What was that all about? Shall I expect a reconciliation before we sail back to shore, or another daughter of Eve has been left crying and broken-hearted because of you?" Ayako continued, pretending not to hear him, puff a cigarette and blew heavenwards. And when he tried to snatch away the thing from her hands she put it down and killed the light on the ashtray.
"You didn't answer me. . .
Rukawa ran a hand on his raven-black hair. "She wants me announce our engagement to the guests."
"I expected that, too. As far as I can remember your relationship with her was the longest, three months if I'm not mistaken. And it isn't new to me if Haruko had already spread out the news to all that you are already planning the wedding. If I didn't know you I would've believed her." Her voice sounded amuse.
One corner of his lips twisted upward in a sarcastic smile. "Just like all the women I've met, Ayako. It was obvious that she wanted to marry me for my money. . . "
"Stop being cynic, Kaede boy!" Ayako said, frowning. "I can't tell if you're being arrogantly humble or you are underestimating the attraction you have with women. . . "
"Hmm. Arrogantly humble. . . " he repeated the words Ayako used. "Isn't that a contradiction?" then he smiled drily. "And talking about my attraction, money is a more powerful attraction, my dear aunt."
Few moments have passed before Ayako spoke. "You need family, Kaede. . . children. . . just like your cousins and friends. . . "
Rukawa drank from his glass before looking at the wide and dark ocean. He could see the tiny lights from there. They were not too far from the shore. Then in a soft and bitter voice, "I had enough betrayals to last me a lifetime."
"Two years had passed since that incident, Kaede. Why don't you get over it and move on? Give yourself another chance, go to Haruko and announce your engagement. You couldn't have known she only wants your money. She also came from a wealthy family-"
"Whose business is going down and needed my money to save them." He said in a flat voice.
"So she also wants your money, you have more than enough, Kaede! That couldn't lessen your money if ever. And Haruko will give you the happiness of a family in return."
"Well. I couldn't be so sure about that, too. . . "
Ayako shook her head. "And that is the price you have to pay for having so much. The Rukawas is not like other wealthy families where their marriages were arranged and sometimes being matched by distant cousins so that the money will remain inside the family. You are all allowed to marry the woman of your choice. . . "
"That's a big joke, Ayako! I-am-allowed-to-marry-a-woman-of-my- choice. . . "he repeated in a sarcastic tone, leaving space to his every word.
"But what about the tradition? That a woman must be a virgin! That even if she's poor at least she came from a decent family."
"Is that bad enough, Kaede?" Ayako asked softy. "Didn't your grandfather succeeded when he chose my sister for your father? I'm not saying this because your mother's my sister. . . "
"And in my case father didn't made a mistake in stopping me for what I want, which made me look like a complete fool!" he said angrily.
"But shouldn't you be thanking your father for disapproving your relationship with Yuki? You've proven that she's not the right woman for you."
When he didn't answer, Ayako ran her eyes over her nephew. Kaede Rukawa was twenty six, five years younger than her. So imposing and so handsome. The Hawaiian shirt he was wearing was open and being blown by the wind, showing a muscled chest. Also his messy raven-black hair where the ends reached the collar of his shirt. And Kaede wasn't just a very good- looking man, he was also very rich.
And bitter . . . and lonely, too.
"I don't understand whether it's a curse or a blessing, all this fame and money." He said in an ironic tone.
"Don't let your bad past with women hinder you from being happy, Kaede. . . " she said, sighing. Except her, he wasn't bringing this topic up to anyone.
She was about to stand up and go back to the party when she noticed the bottle of Chardonnay just above the table. She looked up again to his nephew, who's drinking the remaining contents of his wine. Then her eyes went back to the wine bottle.
Wherever she got the idea that struck her mind, she had no idea. It just popped up her mind. Maybe from some movies she had watched which she forgot the title.
She smiled. Reaching for the bottle, she slowly removed its label. Then she stood up and threw its contents out on the water.
"What the hell-! Ayako that wine was worth-"
"Thousands of dollars," she continued, and smiled at the tall man. "Ten times double the price than those brilliants you're giving away to your women, Kaede."
She sat back again and opened her silver purse. From there she picked a pencil lipstick. She placed the label on the table and started writing on it using the pencil lipstick.
"What are you doing?" Rukawa looked at what her auntie was doing. his brows knitted.
He knew Ayako to be tightfisted and he cannot believe she would throw an expensive wine just because she wanted to write.
And Ayako didn't hide what she was writing.
"And who's that lucky person you're giving that crap to, huh?" Rukawa shook his head and laughed. "Who among my female guests? Surely, they all knew that Haruko and I are already engaged, not unless she told everyone below that we just had a fight, which is I'm sure she wouldn't do. . . "
"Do you, by chance, have a calling card on your wallet?" Ayako said, looking up to him.
"And just what do you want to happen?" his voice was protesting but he pulled out his wallet behind his white pants and got one of his calling cards and gave it to her.
Ayako didn't answer; instead she smiled when she saw the calling card. It was not the kind of calling card he would just give away. He probably didn't notice it. She turned the bottle over, making sure there will be no liquid left on the bottle.
"Uh. . . uh. . . " it was Rukawa, raising both of his hands in the air when he saw Ayako inserting the label she had written in along with the calling card, inside the bottle.
Ayako winked at him.
"You're crazy! You threw the expensive wine just because of this foolishness!" he laughed "You've been watching a lot of nonsense movies, Ayako. . . "
"Life in this planet is so strange, my handsome nephew. What do you know? Maybe the person who gets the chance to read the message in this bottle is a woman that will change your points of view in life."
She didn't really believe in that. And Rukawa was right when he said she was crazy. She just threw the expensive Chardonnay out of the water.
But she already threw it before she could think again. She closed the bottle, stood up and went to the railings. She watched the sea in a dramatic way before taking a deep breath and threw the bottle out on the ocean.
"That's against the law," It's Rukawa. "You're polluting the waters."
Rukawa was still laughing when she turned to look at him. From being funny and humorous, Rukawa seldom laughed, since the moment his father laid the truth behind the beauty and fame of the only woman he fought for, from his father and from the whole family.
Or maybe that was an overstatement. He didn't laugh at all. But he was now.
It was a good omen.
* * *
Err.so how was it? Tell me what you think guys. I'll be very happy if you do review.and thanks to Mitchy for helping me with this story.until next time, friends..
