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Non Sequitur Part II: Irresistable Urge

A/n: Thankies for those who read this ficcie… still quite dismayed about our neighbor, %$#@! HIM!!! Oh well. I told you guys before that it will be a senRu now, it's a triangle…so scratch the senru…it will be a sen/ru/kosh + another character…until I decide who will go for a Akira.

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He came to the preschool again without fail. He loved his job and he wouldn't give it up. So here he is, surrounded by the happy kids of the school. However, today he took attention much to one of his students named Kari. He was quite attached to the child after learning it was Rukawa's nephew.

Today their show and tell theme was about balls. Any type of ball would do, show 'em, then say why you love it and be proud of it in front of your classmates.

The children brought all sorts of balls; beach balls, pingpong, soccer—you name it. Sendoh was amused at the different sizes and colors of the balls. Knowing it was balls he immediately looked for the familiar orange one, the basketball. He found it immediately being clutched tightly by Kari. Yep it was the dear old Spalding.

"Kari-kun, may I burrow your basketball?" Sendoh approached the kid while they were happily discussing about tall tales of what they did with their round, bouncy toys.

"Uncle twold me dat tis batetballs are used by great pwayers! (Uncle told me that this basketballs are used by great players!)"

"Yes. They do. By the way Kari, what's the name of your Papa?"

"Aouza. But he's gone…in heaven…Uncle Rukwa is now my papa."

"Oh. He's a basketball player right?" He took the orange ball gently and began dribbling it. He couldn't stop the urge to suddenly do a dunk, but this is an open space, Sendoh.

"Yap! He is the best in the world!"

"Really?" Sendoh had to chuckle. Did Rukawa actually teach the kid NBA stuff or something else? See, the most prominent word he ever heard from the raven haired man was a insulting, "Do 'Aho." Good heavens the kid didn't absorb the word yet.

"Can you do twicks with the ball?" Kari's bright big blue eyes stared at him with great excitement. Akira flashed a smile, sure, he never forgot the tricks he did with the basketball. He made the ball spin on his thumb.

The other kids now took notice on what the two seemed absorbed talking about and found that Sendoh was already spinning the ball on is thumb. The little boys and girls watching were in awe (they are kids okay? So it makes them gape…). "Cool!" they would say.

Little later Sendoh was already telling the 'exploits' he had as he played the sport during high school and college. Everyone was giving a "Whooo…" or a "Wow".

"Hey, Pro Teacher Akira, are your tales real?" the teacher from Section A came into their area. The woman laughed and continued, "Before they get caught up in your adventues, why don't you bring them to the back side of the school. Have you forgotten about the games going to be held?"

"Oh. I almost forgot…ehe." Sendoh sheepishly grinned. "I'll bring them now…"

"Tsk. I wouldn't forgive you if you just scowled at me."

"I'm smiling, ne?" Sendoh grinned more and pointed at his face "Don't I look like?"

"You are."

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"Excuse me, are you Kari's guardian?" Sendoh asked as a tall man approached Kari. The kid was quite teaful due to the wound he got on the knee after their race gainst the other section.

The man looked and was surprised to see Sendoh. He was no other than Rukawa going to pick up Kari from the preschool. "R-rukawa?"

"Obvious, do'aho." He didn't give a smile. It was very unlike the greeting the others gave Sendoh whenever they met. He kneeled beside the kid who immediately stood up and ran and spoke happily.

"We won the race! Teacher Akira said that we will all have a tweat tomorrow because we won!"

"Really?" Rukawa monotonously asked the child. Sendoh approaced the two, "I didn't see you fetching him before."

"No. Just today."

"Hey, where are you staying anyway?"

"None of your business."

"Oh come on. Just giving a visit. Whoa!" Sendoh was surprised when Rukawa shoved a business card under his nose. Great, this guy really hasn't changed a bit.

He watched the two retreating figures in front of him. He couldn't believe, Rukawa is fit to be a parent? Maybe he did have a wife…

Chee…the kid looked up to him. What did the poor kid saw in Rukawa?

Baka Sendoh, he must have changed.

Changed?

Has he? I want to know. I can't resist the urge to know him better.

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At home…

Ring…ring…ring…please answer the phone Akira pleaded after he dialed the phone number on the card.

"Hellooo?" A small voice answered through the reciever. He recognized the voice immediately as Kari's.

"Hello, is… Kaede there?" Sendoh asked faintly.

"Umm…I'll call him" Kari answered immediately. In the background, he could hear some swooshing sounds and a high-pitched voice calling "Papa a call for you!"

A few seconds later "Hn?"

"Ehi. Uhh, this is Akira. I was hoping to invite you to a café, to well…have a talk."

No response. Why, he seems that he's not interested to go, Sendoh thought.

"Fine."

"Thanks, the place is at Cobalt Blue near the shpping district, eight o' clock in the evening on Tuesday. Ja!"

"…"

Sendoh put down the reciever in a sigh. Isn't he just lucky to convince Rukawa to go with him that easily?

It must be pure luck that he was able to do so. Passing a hand through his black, spiky hair, Akira immediately took a shower and hopped off to bed. He still had another day before they would meet. While in bed, he sudden felt a rush of questions coming into him,

What will we talk about?

Will he come?

Why did I ask Rukawa to go out?

You should have known in the first place. Sendoh shook his head and turned to lie on his stomach beneath the covers of the bed. He couldn't sleep.

Why in the world did he suddenly felt that he wanted to hear Rukawa's voice?

Why?

~to be continued.

Aki7: As I could see, this story would develop quite slowly I guess (still there would be events). The plot I considerd simple before now turned as something more complicated as I never thought so. It's just totally different from my humor fics…okay, so there. And I would return to my first person POV. No more multi-POVs for me. It kinda drives me crazy…

Thank you for those who read this. Please review this so I would think it over if I should go on with this fic.

To Rae Fear: You think so? Well, they do…poor koshy (sometimes my opinion is biased I also like Koshy for Sensen.)

To frozen female: ehe, nope. I don't know Latin. I would die learning that. I just found the term catchy andlooked up for the meaning ^_^

To Kae (KaedeRukawa kill): hey, great one-shot there!

Ja!