Unknown Sentiments

Disclaimer: Let's scoot those, shall we?

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Chapter Two

Ayako packed Miyagi home with a good amount of whacking and severe threatens to tell everyone that he keeps pink polka-dotted boxers in his wardrobe. (Poor Miyagi.) Meanwhile, Sendoh was feeling much more cheerful as he waved his rival goodbye. He then made up his mind to go after Ayako, since it was obvious that Ayako cared for Miyagi only as a friend.

She turned to the shopkeeper as she slid the groceries store door open, "That's all, thanks Obaa-san," She waved the old lady goodbye, "I'll come the next t…WAH!"

There, staring into her face was the blatantly grinning face of Sendoh Akira.

"Wh…what are you doing scaring me like this?" She pushed her way past him violently.

"Sorry! I didn't know I'll scare you," Sendoh scratched the back of his head, smiling apologetically.

('Damn he looks good.') Ayako cursed mentally. ('Stop that, Ayako, you are behaving like a stupid fan girl!')

"Shall I help you with your groceries?" He offered helpfully.

"Eh, don't you have your own shopping to do?" Ayako eyed the two shopping lists in his hands doubtfully.

"OH RIGHT! I forgot," Sendoh sighed, stepping into the store.

('Whee~! Ayako! That was brilliant! You can go home now!') She cheered mentally.

"WAIT UP!" He tugged at her sleeve, "Can I have your phone number?"

('Oh damn.')

"Why must I give it to you?" Ayako started to lose her patience, "You won't have anything important to call me about!"

"But it's always good, and won't the other girls lose it when they know you have my phone number?" He winked, "Think about it, you could always call me regarding basketball stuff that your team cannot help you with, I can link up to Hikoichi for you and…"

"Okay, okay, I got your point," Ayako sighed vehemently, "Grrr." She scribbled her number on his palm with his biro pen.

Sendoh worshipped his palm from that moment onwards.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Sheesh, I can't believe he was that blatant," Ayako placed the groceries bags on the kitchen table, saying aloud.

"Who was blatant?" Her sister Tanako strolled in.

"Sendoh Akira! Who else?"

"SENDOH AKIRA?!" Tanako screeched, "THIS SENDOH AKIRA?" She waved a picture of him in her wallet.

"Yes, yes, that idiot you idolized," Ayako rolled her eyes.

"What?! He is not an idiot! How could you say that, Aya nee-chan?" The sixteen-year-old girl wailed loudly, "He is the best, the handsomest, the most charming basketball player that I've ever seen before!"

"Okay, okay, Tana imouto," Ayako shook her head in exasperation, turning around to prepare the food for lunch.

"What has he got to do with the 'blatancy' you were talking about?"


Ayako then related the whole encounter with Sendoh on the streets. Even before she finished, her sister was already screaming in ecstasy.

"My goodness Aya nee-chan! You are so damn lucky! Sendoh has the hots for you!"

"Stop screaming! If I die, you shall not have lunch and dinner for this day and the next, until Mum comes back to pack my corpse off," Ayako boxed her sister lightly on the arm.

"Come to think of it, even though I like Sendoh, I think he suits you, nee-chan," Tanako started dancing around, "It wouldn't be too bad if he becomes my brother-in-law…"
"Stop that Tana 'mouto! You are getting more and more ridiculous. OUT OF MY KITCHEN!"

"…Handsome brother-in-law, that's bliss~" Tanako did not seem to have heard Ayako.

"SHUT UP! OUT OF THE KITCHEN! DO YOU WANT YOUR DINNER OR NOT?" Ayako whipped out her FPF™ and started whacking her sister.

(FPF™ - Formidable Paper Fan)

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sendoh slammed through the door and dashed for the kitchen.

"Thereyougomum," He dropped the things and whacked the receipts onto the kitchen sill, "Iftherearen'tanythingelseI'llgonow," He ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

Mrs Sendoh stared in shock at her son who seemed to be in a state of hyperactive-ness. "What's up with him?" She examined the goods. They were all in place, all correct. She wondered where he summoned all the energy to carry these load of things, run home, crash through the door, and run up the stairs…

WHAM.

…And slam the door.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The minute he was in his room, Sendoh whipped out his PDA palmtop. He then keyed in Ayako's number.

"Ayako…Right at the top of the list!" He beamed at the phone list that was arranged alphabetically. The remaining Beth, Chieko, Daphne, Elena, Flora, Gina, Hanako, Irene, Janet, Kathy, Lana, Minako, Naomi, Ophelia, Priscilla, Quintana, Reiko, Shizuko, Tatsuko, Ulrike, Venus… were conveniently forgotten.

He was quite excited over the concept of asking Ayako out, even if she might be a little violent. Sendoh wondered if their relationship would last long enough for him to date her to the end of year prom night dancing. After all, the schools within the district had already made arrangements for the Prom Night dancing of the different schools to be arranged on different days so that students could ask friends from other schools to join them.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------