Upside Down

Chapter One

Disclaimer: Don't ask me if I own them... Cuz I might lose myself and say yes! Oh well, I do not own any of the SD cast...

A.N: Hi everyone! My first SD fic... Dunnoe if I'm gonna be good at this.... Do leave me with a few reviews to tell me about it k? Arigato!

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Damn that Akira.

What did he mean by standing me up? He told me to wait for him and yet he stood me up! Plus I got wet on my way home because of the rain! I'm gonna kill him, I promise.

The sound of shoes squeaking and balls thudering could be heard as I neared the gym. It might have been music to my ears to learn that the players were already praticing without my screaming.

But not now.

Not when I have the word "MURDER!!" screaming on my face.

You're gonna be sooooo dead, Akira.

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I smirked when Akira sweatdropped as the others greeted my arrival.

"Konichiwa, minna." I strolled down the stairs slowly and stood in front of him. "Konichiwa, Sendoh Akira-kun! Must be fun yesterday to stand me up huh?" My voice was pratically dripping with scarsticism.

He looked up and smiled and stared at me with his blue puppy-dog eyes. I'm not going to take that the bait. I scowled at him as his stood up and scratched his head sheepishly.

"Gomen Yu-chan. I was so engaged in pratice that I forgot about you."

"Hn."

"Please?"

I sighed. I could never be angry with Akira for long since ten years ago. And I hate his puppy-dog look! Argh!

"Forgiven?"

I gave hm one last glare before walking away towards our coach. "Yu-chan?"

"Get back to pratice."

He knew he was forgiven, for he grinned and went back to pratice.

Damn that Akira.

~*~

I rolled my eyes at the so-called "discussion" of my friends. You want to know what were they talking about? Bishonens. Hn.

Mitsuki leaned on my shoulder and sighed dreamily.

"How I wish that Sendoh-kun will notice me one day..."

I snorted in respond. "You mean Akira is one of your so-called bishounens? Someone please take a knife and kill me. Oh! Wait! Let me call the mental hospital to get Mitsuki in first!"

"Well, he is cute..." Shizuka looked at me thoughtfully. "You should had noticed that long ago, since you're his best friend, Yumi."

"I've only noticed that he looked like a pig and... ITAI!"

I jerked my head back to see Akira smiling innocently. "Did I hear someone talking about me?" I scowled as my eyes shot daggers at him. "No. We're talking about a pig by the name of Sendoh Akira."

He shook his finger and grinned. "I'm sure you're the only one thinking like that, Yu-chan. Right, ladies?" Mitsuki and Shizuka nodded, starry- eyed. What good friends I have...

"What do you want?"

"It's time for pratice, ya know?"

I looked at my watch and screamed. The whole class shook. "WHAT? OH MY GOSH!" I ran out of the class as fast as I could, with Akira strolling slowly behind me.

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"Okay guys! That's all for today!"

I continued my recording as the guys went into the lockers room.

"Kirashi-san?"

I looked up and found myself looking into my classmate, Hiroshi Kazuya's eyes. I smiled at him and stood up. "Yes?"

"Erm... I want to ask you if... If... You're free tomorrow." He blushed slightly at his words and bowed his head down.

"I'm sorry, Hiroshi-kun. I'm afraid not. Maybe next time?"

As soon as he went of of the gym, Akira came out from the lockers room and walked to my side. "He asked you out?"

"Obviously."

"So why did you refuse?"

"He's not my type."

"So am I your type?"

"You're... HUH?" I placed my palm on Akira's forehead. "Did you catch a fever or something? Is this Sendoh Akira I'm talking to?"

He took my hand down and smiled. "No, the aliens kidnapped the real one." I rolled my eyes as he laughed. I took my bag and dragged him out of the gym.

Akira and his piggy behavior.

Hn.

~*~

"Yu-chan!"

"Akira! Can you stop calling me Yu-chan? Does it occurs to you that it sounds funny for a girl of my age?"

"Well, I called you that ten years ago, so I'm used to it."

Actually, I didn't mind. But I'm as well as dead from the glares of the girls in my class. I shivered. If looks can kill... I don't want to think it. I bit back a scarstic remark and dragged Akira out of my classroom before urm... I got murdered. Yea. Before the girls' look really can kill.

I placed my hands on my hips and met my eyes with Akira's.

"What's up?"

"Can I have dinner at your house?"

"WHAT? NO!"

"My mom's going out... So...

"My parents are in U.S for my goodness sake! How in the world can I..." He cut in before I could continue with my sentence.

"You can cook right? So, I'll see you in your house this evening! And I will not change the way I'm calling you, Yu-chan!"

You know what he did? He ran before I could reach him!!

Damn that Akira!