Music
By CheeKy
Disclaimer: The following Slam Dunk characters belong to Takehiko Inoue. Any unfamiliar names, places or otherwise will naturally be my properties.
Notes: Hugs and kisses to all who reviewed! I'm totally blown away by all the encouragements, they are my sources of inspiration, so please please keep them coming. *grin* I update faster that way.
This is probably quite out of the ordinary, but if you check out the readers' reviews, you'd see that there seems to be quite some concerns about whether this fic will ultimately end up yaoi or otherwise. To be honest, since I don't know what the next chapter is going to be like until I finally write it, I really can't answer that question. It may turn out to be a full-blown yaoi fic with lotsa kissing and hugging (I can just imagine Krappkarmin sighing in despair and disappointment!) or a shonen-ai fic with implied hints, or maybe it'll be nothing more than a 'friendly' fic free of boy/boy love. I hadn't exactly committed to any situations yet, so I guess it's all going to depend on the feedback I get from my readers. The last thing I want to do is to alienate anyone from enjoying the fic, after all, what's a writer without an appreciative audience?
To: Jo-san & Akane ~ Kaede's horrified cause, erm, er, well, just thought it's more in his character, after all, he *is* SD's very own Ice Prince. *grin* Or if you like, you can think of Kaede as having a phobia against smiling boys. *smacks head* Okay, so maybe that wasn't such a good suggestion, I'll try to come up with something more sensible in later chapters. ^_~
Tensaispira ~ Aww, how nice of you to be reading and reviewing my fic even though you're feeling so sleepy. I'm touched!
Krappkarmin ~ *speechless*
Krappkarmin ~ *after many many minutes staring in shock digesting your reviews* Wow, you really *are* quite particular about yaoi fics, huh? Just wondering out of curiosity, but do you make it a point to go around reading fics and then requesting for them to be non-yaoi? Or do yaoi writers in general put you off right at the beginning? If it's the latter, then I have to tell you that I *am* a writer of yaoi fiction since I've one yaoi fic currently posted up at ff.net.
Psyche ~ Very very very good question. You've probably gotten my answer from the notes above, that is, if you didn't skim through it right at the beginning! *grin*
sLL ~ *grin* What's wrong with Rukawa? Not much, he's just your regular anti-social who-cares-about-the-world blue-eyed boy! ^_~
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Chapter Four ~ The Violin Player
"Will you stop following me? I've already told you countless times that I don't need a guide," scowled Rukawa in irritation.
Despite the boy's steady refusal, Sendoh continued to persist relentlessly, much to the amusement of Koshino who was following behind the duo. After their English class, Rukawa had hurried out of the room to locate his next class. Sendoh was beginning to despair that he wouldn't see the boy again when they chance upon him in the hallway during their lunch break. The spiky-haired boy had given pursuit but his efforts proved to be in vain. After voicing out his disagreement for the nth time, Rukawa finally stopped in his tracks as he folded his arms across his narrow chest. With an angry glare on his face, he demanded hotly, "Why can't you just leave me alone?"
Sendoh's face fell as he pleaded, "There's no reason for you to be so cold and anti-social. I'm only trying to make up for knocking you over earlier this morning."
A snort as the boy rebuked, "It was an accident, so stop harping on the issue. And for your information, I enjoy being cold and anti-social."
With that the boy strode off angrily, leaving both Sendoh and Koshino looking blankly at each other at the outburst. Finally Koshino found his voice, "Is he for real?"
Sendoh could only scratch his head as he shrugged his shoulders, "I suppose so. Man, he's weirder than I thought."
Koshino replied dryly, "I'd second that. Well, since he's not interested in your company, let's grab lunch and head over to the south lawn. Fujima's making his announcement in fifteen minutes."
Sendoh nodded. But as he followed Koshino, his thoughts never left the young and angry boy. He fervently hoped he hadn't made an enemy out of the new kid.
~ * ~
"Hey Sendoh, can I ask you a question?"
From the floor, Sendoh looked up in surprise as green eyes stared unblinkingly into blue ones. Several members of the Classical Music Group had gathered in Fujima's room that Saturday morning to discuss about the upcoming music performance. They had finally narrowed down to five performances consisting of two joint effort and three solos, the latter courtesy of Sendoh, Kogure and Fujima. At that moment, the club's secretary and trumpet player, Aida Hikoichi, was busy making a list of jobs and a draft agenda to present to the Dean of the Music Department.
Having had Sendoh's full attention, Fujima asked solemnly, "Have you ever heard of the Paris Youth Orchestra?"
Sendoh rolled his eyes, "Of course, who hasn't?"
Fujima then added rather breathlessly, "Well, have you ever heard of Rukawa Kaede, the violin player?"
Sendoh started in his seat as Koshino too turned to look at Fujima in surprise. With a bewildered look on his face, Sendoh clarified, "I'm sorry, but did you just say Rukawa Kaede?"
When Fujima nodded, Sendoh scratched his head as he remarked rather whimsically, "I don't know about Rukawa Kaede the violin player, but I do know of a Rukawa Kaede who's in my English class."
Sendoh fell back as Fujima suddenly leaned forward to grab his shoulders. With excitement clearly in his voice, Fujima cried out, "What? You actually know the kid? My god, I don't believe it! So, what do you think of him?"
However, it was Koshino who answered. Leaning forward, he gave the President a sarcastic reply, "He is the most arrogant, aloof and self- contained little bastard that I have ever had the misfortune of meeting."
Hearing that comment, Fujima turned to Koshino with a doubtful look, "Are you sure? But I heard that he's quite popular and well-liked among his fellow musicians."
Koshino shrugged his shoulders unconvinced, "Maybe among the French he is. But here in Japan, he's constantly putting on airs and refusing to socialise with anyone. Every time someone makes an attempt to converse with him, he only mumbles monosyllables in reply. He's always alone, and when anyone tries to approach him, he gives that icy glare which puts people off from coming any closer. In fact, I've heard that he deliberately avoids human contact by holing away in his room."
Sendoh couldn't help but defend the boy, "Come on Kosh, that's putting it a bit harsh. I mean, granted he is rather anti-social, but that doesn't make him a bad kid. Maybe he's just shy to speak Japanese, after all, he's been living in Paris for the past nine years and would most likely be speaking either French or English on a daily basis."
Koshino looked at his best friend with a strange look on his face, "You're being awful nice to someone who's has given you nothing but death glares all day. What gives? You've got a crush on the kid or something?"
Sendoh felt his cheeks reddened as he quickly defended himself, "Don't be silly, I just thought someone should speak up for the kid, seeing how he's not here to do it himself."
Then, hoping to change the subject, Sendoh turned back to Fujima, "Say, why are you bringing this up in the first place?"
Fujima nodded his head in Kogure's direction as he explained, "Kogure mentioned yesterday that he saw a kid who looked a lot liked Rukawa passed him in the hallway. At first I didn't believe him, I mean, what reason could there be for the superbly talented violin player to be doing in a normal college like Karejji Kanagawa? However, when I was talking with Maki last night, Kiyota arrived in his room to bemoan about his new neighbour who wouldn't stop practicing on his violin despite his countless complains. I asked Kiyota for the kid's name, but Kiyota said he didn't know. When he made an attempt to reason with the kid, he was rudely dismissed as the boy shut the door in his face."
Sendoh couldn't help but laugh aloud at the story, "Yep, that's the Rukawa we know alright." He then added while looking curiously at Fujima, "But I still don't understand, why are you asking me about him?"
To the surprise of both Koshino and Sendoh, Fujima's cheeks turned a soft shade of pink as he explained, "Well, I was hoping that you could speak to him, maybe convince him to join the club, and then take part in the Music Fest. Imagine the publicity the club would get with the addition of a professional."
Sendoh looked confused, "Huh? Why not ask him yourself? I mean, you are the President of the club after all."
Having heard the whole exchange, Kogure who had been sitting several feet away from Fujima started to laugh as his friend blushed even redder in the face. Seeing the confused looks on his juniors' faces, Kogure gave Fujima a wink before answering with a teasing grin, "Unfortunately, our dear President is a little star-struck with Rukawa's presence and will be pretty much tongue-tied if he was to approach his idol."
Sendoh couldn't help but looked incredulous as he pointed out, "Fujima Kenji, the boy who never shuts up, speechless? This I find rather hard to believe."
"Well, as unbelievable as it sounds, it's the truth. Fujima has been admiring the kid for as long as I remember and now that he's within reach, I'm surprise he hasn't kidnapped the kid yet," Kogure added laughingly.
Seeing the pleading look on Fujima's face, Sendoh gave a resigned nod, "Oh alright, I'll ask him for you. But don't hold your breath, I have a feeling he won't agree."
With a huge smile on his face, Fujima gushed out his thanks, "Oh Sendoh, thank you so much, this means the world to me. In fact, I'm so grateful I could kiss you!"
As Fujima made a half-attempt to grab his friend, Sendoh made a face as he held up his hands in protest, "Ugh, no thanks. Save it for the kid instead."
t.b.c. ^_~
By CheeKy
Disclaimer: The following Slam Dunk characters belong to Takehiko Inoue. Any unfamiliar names, places or otherwise will naturally be my properties.
Notes: Hugs and kisses to all who reviewed! I'm totally blown away by all the encouragements, they are my sources of inspiration, so please please keep them coming. *grin* I update faster that way.
This is probably quite out of the ordinary, but if you check out the readers' reviews, you'd see that there seems to be quite some concerns about whether this fic will ultimately end up yaoi or otherwise. To be honest, since I don't know what the next chapter is going to be like until I finally write it, I really can't answer that question. It may turn out to be a full-blown yaoi fic with lotsa kissing and hugging (I can just imagine Krappkarmin sighing in despair and disappointment!) or a shonen-ai fic with implied hints, or maybe it'll be nothing more than a 'friendly' fic free of boy/boy love. I hadn't exactly committed to any situations yet, so I guess it's all going to depend on the feedback I get from my readers. The last thing I want to do is to alienate anyone from enjoying the fic, after all, what's a writer without an appreciative audience?
To: Jo-san & Akane ~ Kaede's horrified cause, erm, er, well, just thought it's more in his character, after all, he *is* SD's very own Ice Prince. *grin* Or if you like, you can think of Kaede as having a phobia against smiling boys. *smacks head* Okay, so maybe that wasn't such a good suggestion, I'll try to come up with something more sensible in later chapters. ^_~
Tensaispira ~ Aww, how nice of you to be reading and reviewing my fic even though you're feeling so sleepy. I'm touched!
Krappkarmin ~ *speechless*
Krappkarmin ~ *after many many minutes staring in shock digesting your reviews* Wow, you really *are* quite particular about yaoi fics, huh? Just wondering out of curiosity, but do you make it a point to go around reading fics and then requesting for them to be non-yaoi? Or do yaoi writers in general put you off right at the beginning? If it's the latter, then I have to tell you that I *am* a writer of yaoi fiction since I've one yaoi fic currently posted up at ff.net.
Psyche ~ Very very very good question. You've probably gotten my answer from the notes above, that is, if you didn't skim through it right at the beginning! *grin*
sLL ~ *grin* What's wrong with Rukawa? Not much, he's just your regular anti-social who-cares-about-the-world blue-eyed boy! ^_~
* * *
Chapter Four ~ The Violin Player
"Will you stop following me? I've already told you countless times that I don't need a guide," scowled Rukawa in irritation.
Despite the boy's steady refusal, Sendoh continued to persist relentlessly, much to the amusement of Koshino who was following behind the duo. After their English class, Rukawa had hurried out of the room to locate his next class. Sendoh was beginning to despair that he wouldn't see the boy again when they chance upon him in the hallway during their lunch break. The spiky-haired boy had given pursuit but his efforts proved to be in vain. After voicing out his disagreement for the nth time, Rukawa finally stopped in his tracks as he folded his arms across his narrow chest. With an angry glare on his face, he demanded hotly, "Why can't you just leave me alone?"
Sendoh's face fell as he pleaded, "There's no reason for you to be so cold and anti-social. I'm only trying to make up for knocking you over earlier this morning."
A snort as the boy rebuked, "It was an accident, so stop harping on the issue. And for your information, I enjoy being cold and anti-social."
With that the boy strode off angrily, leaving both Sendoh and Koshino looking blankly at each other at the outburst. Finally Koshino found his voice, "Is he for real?"
Sendoh could only scratch his head as he shrugged his shoulders, "I suppose so. Man, he's weirder than I thought."
Koshino replied dryly, "I'd second that. Well, since he's not interested in your company, let's grab lunch and head over to the south lawn. Fujima's making his announcement in fifteen minutes."
Sendoh nodded. But as he followed Koshino, his thoughts never left the young and angry boy. He fervently hoped he hadn't made an enemy out of the new kid.
~ * ~
"Hey Sendoh, can I ask you a question?"
From the floor, Sendoh looked up in surprise as green eyes stared unblinkingly into blue ones. Several members of the Classical Music Group had gathered in Fujima's room that Saturday morning to discuss about the upcoming music performance. They had finally narrowed down to five performances consisting of two joint effort and three solos, the latter courtesy of Sendoh, Kogure and Fujima. At that moment, the club's secretary and trumpet player, Aida Hikoichi, was busy making a list of jobs and a draft agenda to present to the Dean of the Music Department.
Having had Sendoh's full attention, Fujima asked solemnly, "Have you ever heard of the Paris Youth Orchestra?"
Sendoh rolled his eyes, "Of course, who hasn't?"
Fujima then added rather breathlessly, "Well, have you ever heard of Rukawa Kaede, the violin player?"
Sendoh started in his seat as Koshino too turned to look at Fujima in surprise. With a bewildered look on his face, Sendoh clarified, "I'm sorry, but did you just say Rukawa Kaede?"
When Fujima nodded, Sendoh scratched his head as he remarked rather whimsically, "I don't know about Rukawa Kaede the violin player, but I do know of a Rukawa Kaede who's in my English class."
Sendoh fell back as Fujima suddenly leaned forward to grab his shoulders. With excitement clearly in his voice, Fujima cried out, "What? You actually know the kid? My god, I don't believe it! So, what do you think of him?"
However, it was Koshino who answered. Leaning forward, he gave the President a sarcastic reply, "He is the most arrogant, aloof and self- contained little bastard that I have ever had the misfortune of meeting."
Hearing that comment, Fujima turned to Koshino with a doubtful look, "Are you sure? But I heard that he's quite popular and well-liked among his fellow musicians."
Koshino shrugged his shoulders unconvinced, "Maybe among the French he is. But here in Japan, he's constantly putting on airs and refusing to socialise with anyone. Every time someone makes an attempt to converse with him, he only mumbles monosyllables in reply. He's always alone, and when anyone tries to approach him, he gives that icy glare which puts people off from coming any closer. In fact, I've heard that he deliberately avoids human contact by holing away in his room."
Sendoh couldn't help but defend the boy, "Come on Kosh, that's putting it a bit harsh. I mean, granted he is rather anti-social, but that doesn't make him a bad kid. Maybe he's just shy to speak Japanese, after all, he's been living in Paris for the past nine years and would most likely be speaking either French or English on a daily basis."
Koshino looked at his best friend with a strange look on his face, "You're being awful nice to someone who's has given you nothing but death glares all day. What gives? You've got a crush on the kid or something?"
Sendoh felt his cheeks reddened as he quickly defended himself, "Don't be silly, I just thought someone should speak up for the kid, seeing how he's not here to do it himself."
Then, hoping to change the subject, Sendoh turned back to Fujima, "Say, why are you bringing this up in the first place?"
Fujima nodded his head in Kogure's direction as he explained, "Kogure mentioned yesterday that he saw a kid who looked a lot liked Rukawa passed him in the hallway. At first I didn't believe him, I mean, what reason could there be for the superbly talented violin player to be doing in a normal college like Karejji Kanagawa? However, when I was talking with Maki last night, Kiyota arrived in his room to bemoan about his new neighbour who wouldn't stop practicing on his violin despite his countless complains. I asked Kiyota for the kid's name, but Kiyota said he didn't know. When he made an attempt to reason with the kid, he was rudely dismissed as the boy shut the door in his face."
Sendoh couldn't help but laugh aloud at the story, "Yep, that's the Rukawa we know alright." He then added while looking curiously at Fujima, "But I still don't understand, why are you asking me about him?"
To the surprise of both Koshino and Sendoh, Fujima's cheeks turned a soft shade of pink as he explained, "Well, I was hoping that you could speak to him, maybe convince him to join the club, and then take part in the Music Fest. Imagine the publicity the club would get with the addition of a professional."
Sendoh looked confused, "Huh? Why not ask him yourself? I mean, you are the President of the club after all."
Having heard the whole exchange, Kogure who had been sitting several feet away from Fujima started to laugh as his friend blushed even redder in the face. Seeing the confused looks on his juniors' faces, Kogure gave Fujima a wink before answering with a teasing grin, "Unfortunately, our dear President is a little star-struck with Rukawa's presence and will be pretty much tongue-tied if he was to approach his idol."
Sendoh couldn't help but looked incredulous as he pointed out, "Fujima Kenji, the boy who never shuts up, speechless? This I find rather hard to believe."
"Well, as unbelievable as it sounds, it's the truth. Fujima has been admiring the kid for as long as I remember and now that he's within reach, I'm surprise he hasn't kidnapped the kid yet," Kogure added laughingly.
Seeing the pleading look on Fujima's face, Sendoh gave a resigned nod, "Oh alright, I'll ask him for you. But don't hold your breath, I have a feeling he won't agree."
With a huge smile on his face, Fujima gushed out his thanks, "Oh Sendoh, thank you so much, this means the world to me. In fact, I'm so grateful I could kiss you!"
As Fujima made a half-attempt to grab his friend, Sendoh made a face as he held up his hands in protest, "Ugh, no thanks. Save it for the kid instead."
t.b.c. ^_~
