I am completely sorry and am begging you to forgive me. (-_-) I won't tell you just yet…Hahahaha ^_^ I don't know what came over me that I had let my very disobedient hands to type this story. Still I want to share this short story to all of you! Thanks for all those who've reviewed! I'm sorry if I'd somewhat "tortured" Fujima. But don't worry =^_^= I am a HUGE fun of him also!!!! Hehehe
Continuation…
Until one Fateful day…"She's very sick. She has cancer, Kenji and she badly wants to see you," her mother told him, her eyes were a color of red from her continues crying. "I think there's only a few days left for her…"
Her words fluttered by. He doesn't want to hear the rest. He felt his feet were suddenly glued to the floor and the world had fallen on top of him, squashing and tearing his heart apart. He gritted his teeth as her mother's words ricocheted inside his head…"She's very sick…She has cancer…She badly wants to see you…"
It keeps repeating on and on until he gasped for some air to know he was holding his breath all that time.
"Where is she?"
That week he went to her room. 3rd floor, Room number 105. She was always sleeping and her breathing came in a ragged intake. Perspiration would always appear like beads of pearls on her forehead. He felt hated.
So this is why she can't play basketball and why she had turned against him.
But that day, a warm Monday morning as twilight breaks the horizon; he walked towards the dull white hallway into her room, 3rd floor, and Room number 105.
"You've got a visitor, dear," he heard her mother said as he locked the door behind him. Her mother walked to him and smiled. She went out of the room to leave them by themselves.
Those wide emerald eyes opened and turned towards him as soon as he strolled towards her bed. They stared at each other for a long minute until a smile broke her slumber face apart. "Come and take a seat," she offered.
He sat on the uncomfortable stool that stood beside her bed. "So how are you feeling?" his voice whispered throatily.
She smiled, that sweet smile he would always loved and remembered. "I'm completely feeling great."
He shook his head in disagreement. "You know you are not. Why didn't you tell me? You know I would've understood. I should have known this so I could have…" he trailed.
Crystal tears brimmed her eyes. "I can't."
"But why?"
The tears slowly rolled down her smooth cheeks as she whisper the words, "I don't want to hurt you…"
"But you're hurting me now."
She closed her eyes and leaned on the soft pillows of her bed. He could see her chest was heaving up and down as if she was having difficulty in breathing. And he knows she does.
"Are you afraid?" he suddenly asked. He knows deep inside him he is. Although he denied it. He wanted to be strong for her. He knows she wouldn't like it if she saw him crying. But why did something like this had to happen to her? She who's still too young to die. Why couldn't it have just happened to him?
"To die?" she muttered and her face wrinkled as if she was thinking of a right answer to it. The she grinned and shook her head slightly. "No, but I am afraid to die because I couldn't be with you…"
And he felt his heart tore apart.
"I'm very sorry about what happened but I don't want to hurt you. I'm just afraid that I would be leaving you…I'm afraid that you would hate me. That you would..." she trailed as her tears were now uncontrollably welled out of her eyes.
He took her hand lying on her chest and grasped it with his. "Its alright."
She stifled a soft laugh. "Thanks. But I am very glad you came here on time. The doctor said that any minute by now I would be…"
"Shhhh," he stopped her and kissed her hand with so much tenderness like he was holding a rose about to wither away. "Let's just talk about some other things, ok?" he said, grinning broadly at her.
She nodded again. Her eyes reeled towards the opened window on their left wherein the sun was about to bid goodbye to let night take its place. "Isn't the sky so beautiful?" she said as the sun sheen on them, conveying colors of orange, red and yellow on the sky's surface.
Fujima also turned towards the window. "Yes it is beautiful…as beautiful as you are now," he said.
She grinned. "You're flattering me again!"
"Nope, I'm not," he said and she rolled her eyes at him.
She grasped his hand tighter. "If you look up at the sky, just remember that I am there, watching over you from above. I'll be just right there beside you," she muttered as her eyes gazed lovingly at his blue ones.
"I know…"
She nodded again and grinned at him. "I think it's time," she mumbled as she smiled down at him. Tears that he had controlled all the while were now unthreateningly falling on his cheeks.
"I love you Kenji…"
And he gripped her hand tighter. "I also…" and the hand on his suddenly went limp.
And cold.
The rose had withered away.
She died.
"Come on, lets play basketball," that sweet voice lingered around him as he gripped the ball on his hands. He stood up and expertly dribbled the ball. He raced towards the basket and sprang to his feet. The orange ball was held tightly on his hand as he executed a slam-dunk. The ball smoothly went inside the ring and it bounced right back on the pavement.
He brushed a hand on his forehead as he stared up at the sky. It was the color of the lightest shade of blue and stars started to popped out of its hiding place. The sun was now creeping down the horizon, sending the place in a variety of orange and red light.
Yes, it was beautiful—as beautiful as she was. He remembered everything clearly now. How her eyes would sparkle. That sweet smile she would always give him. The way she pouted and rolled those emerald eyes at him. It was as clear as the crystal waters that were leaping towards the seashore.
I know you're watching over me now, right?
He sighed inwardly and took the ball from the ground, dribbling it around him. "I promise you, I'll win in the champions. We will"
But how sad…they didn't won against Shohoku. -_- Anyway that's how life goes…(sighs) But…Aurgh! I hate myself for writing this fic that has a sad ending! So I wanted to know if a sequel is a good idea or not. Becoz I hate bad endings! Whuhuhu! Tell me what you think.
a. good idea
b. bad, worse and worst idea!
Thanks a Bunch!!!! Take care ^_^