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: This is an edited version. I'm so sorry that I sucked at writing MitKo; I've never written this pairing before, hence the abruptness and 'unbelievabilty' of their conversation. I sincerely hope this modification is better. Please accept my deepest apologies for the previous post.
To:
White Meteor ~ *me grinning like a loon here* Kogure's mean and tough cause. . . Well, all is explained in this chapter. ^^ *still grinning* Here you go dear, one of Simply Kim's KoshAya banners to wave. Nyahahahahaha. . . Absolute darlings, aren't they?
tensaispira ~ Tis good that you're laughing; I would be horrified if you cried instead. ^_________^
Hibiki-chan ~ Hmm, I reckoned in the next chapter? Dun wanna be shot by me fellow AkiKaenians. ^^
iNsAnEbEl ~ Nyahahahaha. *mega glomp and huggies and kisses* Poor you and your not long fingers. If I owned Akira I would loan him out, but since I don't. . . *sighs* Neways, even if you are after x-rated stuff, I doubt if I could write in a believable one for this fic. It's definitely shounen-ai, but I'm tempted to make it more yaoi. ^^ Let's see what I can come up with. Ooh, as for The Grass Is Always Greener, I've kinda stopped for the time being to focus on my fics. But I hope you've liked what is offered so far. ^________^ Just out of curiosity, but what's your fav pairing?
Moon Princess ~ Nyahahahaha. Aren't you glad I did?? *baps self for having a swollen head* Ehehe, just being cheeky. Neways, mucha thanks for reading and reviewing!
akane ~ *huggies for you too* Ooh, I forgot to ask, but would you like the word documents instead? At least all my bold and italic fonts are present in them. Ehehe, I dunno how to make them appear in ff.net. ^^
abu maktoots [circa '03] ~ Ooooh, mind if I ask you about the origins of your nickname? It's intriguing!! And mucha thanks too for reading and reviewing. ^^ SenRu goodness next, I hope!
Jo-san ~ I'm so glad you liked the previous chapter!! Ehehe, reeeal sorry about the delay. And here's the MitKo stuff that I've been /not/ writing about until now. Hopefully you'll have fun reading this too! ^_____^
KIM!!!!!!!! ~ That is the longest review I've ever received. Nyahahahaha. . . a compilation since chapter seven? Neways, Jin-chan in the Monkeys cause, well, I dunno really. I hope to write more about the other characters once I've gotten SenRu out of the way. No more posting in the AKxML then, I think! ^________^ And yes, Mitsui so rude and violent and chicken and unstable, but he's darn sweet in this chapter!! With all these OOC-ness I no longer know which is the real Mitsui. *sweatdrops* As for KoshAya, will do that too after SenRu. Nyahahahaha. . . I certainly know my priorities huh? Tis all Inoue-sama's fault. *smirk smirk* And dun worry, I am definitely /not/ pissed off. How could I when you literary (no pun intended) gave me little Kae-chan?? *melts into puddles of goo*
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Chapter Thirteen ~ Reconciliation
"Hey, where were you? We missed you during dinner."
Brown eyes glanced up dispassionately as its owner gave a wordless shrug, "I hate fish."
"You hate anything that's healthy."
"Maki Shinichi, if you're here to preach, then I suggest you take your lectures elsewhere cause I'm really not in the mood to listen to another one of your god damned sermons."
"My gods, you really are in a bad mod. Anyway, if I may be so bold as to point out, using the adjective 'god damned' with sermon isn't really that befitting. Trying some thing else like 'blessed' sermons for a change."
"Kiyota, this is the moment in which you persuade your boyfriend to make himself scarce before I strangle him with my bare hands."
Settling himself comfortably next to Maki, the youngest of the trio merely snigger a reply, "Hmph, what he does is really none of my business. I'm just here to lend some moral support, and to cart off his corpse if necessary."
Leaning his head in his arms, Kiyota then yawned disinterestedly as he stared up at the blinking skylight. A cool breeze blew from the southerly direction, making the trees rustle nosily in response. Not accustomed to hearing the lack of interest on the young man's part, Mitsui couldn't help but cast a bemused look in the older boy's direction. Giving the keyboardist a withering look of annoyance, Maki then turned back to his fellow band member as he explained, "Jin's gone downtown clubbing."
Mitsui couldn't help but smirk evilly, "Ah, now I get it. Poor Kiyota; you must hate me for being your darling's best friend. He just can't help but worry about my welfare, isn't that right Maki-kun?"
Seizing the opening line, the young man quickly interjected, "Now that we're on the subject, what exactly happened between you and Rukawa earlier today?"
A small smile played on Mitsui's lips as he answered flippantly, "My my, news certainly travel fast around here, doesn't it?"
"You know very well that sarcasm doesn't sit well with me, so why don't you drop the act and tell me what's going on?"
The guitarist hesitated before shaking his head decidedly, "Maki, I. I can't."
"Sure you can. Just shoot the first thing that comes to mind."
"Kogure."
The tanned young man nodded knowingly, "Ah, I thought so. So tell me, when did you start having the hots for him huh? This year? Last year?"
"Actually, it was even before we came to college. We studied at the same high school but we broke off before coming to Karejji Kanagawa."
"Mitsui, if you weren't my best bud I'd have punched you out cold. What on earth possessed you to let go of such a sweet guy?"
Burying his head in his hands, Mitsui mumbled incoherently, "It's a long story. Besides, you wouldn't understand."
"Maybe I wouldn't. But you could try telling him."
Mitsui looked up in surprise as his eyes followed the direction Maki was pointing at. Walking towards his direction was Kogure Kiminobu, a perplexed look on his face as he was nudged forward by a grinning Sendoh. Not too far behind, a pale young man with ebony hair followed, an unmistakable smirk on his face as his blue eyes caught Mitsui's brown ones.
"What the? You son of a bitch, you set me up!" growled Mitsui as he scrambled to his feet.
Maki merely shrugged his broad shoulders as he followed Mitsui's action, "Hey don't shoot the messenger; I was only following Sendoh's suggestion."
"That smiling busybody. Just wait till I get my hands on him."
Placing a comforting hand on Mitsui's shoulder, Maki spoke kindly, "Listen, I don't know what happened between you and Kogure, but I think it's about time you two talk things over like sensible adults. Rukawa says you still want him back and if that's how you really feel inside, then I suggest you let the man know."
"Maki, you don't understand. It's. it's not that simple," came the dejected response.
Giving the shoulder an encouraging squeeze, Maki pointed out with a small smile, "I'm sure Kogure's willing to listen. Come on, just give it a shot, it's not like you have anything to lose."
Throwing his friend a look of uncertainty, Mitsui hesitated before approaching the bespectacled boy. By this time both Sendoh and Rukawa had made a discreet exit and a quick glance behind told Mitsui that his band mates had left too. Taking a deep breath, he offered a weak smile as he greeted, "Hey."
"Hey yourself."
When the silence stretched between both men, Mitsui offered a small smile as he asked hesitatively, "So, how've you been lately?"
"I've been better. And you?"
"I've never been more tempted to wring Sendoh's neck."
Encouraged by the warm smile that tugged on Kogure's lips, Mitsui added awkwardly, "You know, we never did clear up why we broke up in the first place."
Kogure looked away as he answered, "Don't start dragging up the past, it's all over and done with. Let's just forget about it, okay?"
"No."
Brown eyes looked up in surprise as Mitsui hesitated before reaching for Kogure's hands. When the young man did not pull away, the guitarist then added with a small smile, "I mean, no, I don't want to forget, gods know the problem been ignored long enough. Rukawa was right, I am a coward.
"Stop it, I don't want to hear anymore." interrupted Kogure as he made to turn away.
Mitsui merely tightened his hold as he pleaded earnestly, "Min-kun, hear me out, please."
Kogure voice shook as he abruptly pulled away, "Why? It's been so long. I just want to move on."
"Then why did you come?"
"I. Sendoh said. he said something about you wanting to quit the Rock Group and I thought. I just didn't want you to throw everything away."
"That dumbass. I never said such a thing. You of all people should know how much my music means to me."
Kogure dropped tiredly onto the ground as he mumbled under his breath, "Hisashi, we have absolutely nothing in common. Try to understand, we're just not suited for each other. You have your rock music, I have my saxophone. Nothing's changed."
"For gods' sake, must you bring up the same argument again?" shot back Mitsui heatedly as he crossed his arms.
A mirthless laugh escaped Kogure's lips as he stared upwards into the dark sky, "You started it. Let's be honest with ourselves. We think differently. We even argue over which radio station to listen to. Hisashi, why can't you just accept the facts? Our relationship was doomed right from the start."
"Is that why you refused to speak to me since coming to Karejji Kanagawa? Because I put my music before you?"
Kogure confessed softly, "Initially yes. My pride was hurt because I believed that you loved your music more than you loved me. And then I became angry with myself because I realized that I had only been selfish for wanting to you to change for my sake. So I tried to change myself, but I just couldn't do it."
"Why did you have to put yourself through so much pain? I never wanted you to change for me. Not before, not today and not tomorrow. I love you just the way you are," confessed Mitsui as he dropped to his knees to face Kogure.
Tilting the head upwards, Mitsui then added softly, "I don't want to live the rest of my life without you. If you're willing, I'm certain we can start anew. So please, will you. can you give us another try?"
"But we share nothing."
"We share a love for each other. Isn't that enough? Loving another should never have to come to this. If you truly loved someone, you'd love everything about them, unconditionally without any forms of reservation."
Kogure didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had been so stupid, so very stupid in the past. How could he have doubted Mitsui's feelings for him? He should have trusted his heart right from the start. Throwing his arms around Mitsui's neck, Kogure gave a choking sob as he cried, "Oh gods, I'm so sorry."
Pushing the young man backwards, Mitsui gently removed the man's glasses as he tenderly wiped the tears away. With a warm smile, Mitsui spoke up soothingly, "Ssh. it's nobody's fault. We were both young and we didn't know what we wanted in life."
"I. I love you."
"I love you too, Min-kun," added Mitsui as he bend down to kiss the young man's soft lips.
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"I say, Rukawa, how did you know about Mitsui and Kogure anyway?"
The boy being addressed looked up from the book he was reading before smirking at the CMG President who added with a slight frown, "I mean, I've known Kogure for more than two years and yet I would never have guessed that he was hiding his pain behind that tough guy mask."
Maki quickly interjected as he scratched the back of his head, "I'd have to agree with Fujima. Fact is, Mitsui's not an easy guy to read, so how the hell did you managed to worked that out too?"
Hikoichi held up a finger to his lips as he threw the young men a warning look before hushing them with a loud 'shssh'. With the back of his hand, Koshino whacked the boy on the head before snorting aloud, "Hmph, as if you're not the least bit interested. You've been writing every darn thing in that little black book of yours ever since day one."
Sendoh laughed softly, "Hey Kosh, no need to get so violent. We are supposed to be having our study session after all."
Fujima grinned suddenly, "What study session? My partner isn't even here to let me pick his brains."
"Neither is mine," chuckle Maki with deep amusement.
When Rukawa turned his attention back to his book without offering an explanation, Sendoh gave the boy a none-too-gentle nudge in the ribs. Blue eyes glanced up in annoyance as Sendoh blinked back with puppy-dog eyes before whining dramatically, "Aww come on, Kae-chan, spill the beans already."
Snapping the book shut in a decided manner, Rukawa stood up before curling his lips in a devilish manner as he offered a negative reply. At once, the four young men voiced out their opposition as Sendoh's hand reached out to grasp onto Rukawa's arm. The sudden movement resulted in Rukawa losing his balance and he felt back onto the carpeted floor with a soft thud. Giving the young man an icy glare, Rukawa finally relented as he explained huffily, "If you must know the truth, I merely guessed that it was Kogure that Mitsui was thinking of. I wondered about their antagonism and my hunch proved correct when I confronted Mitsui about it."
His listeners sweatdropped simultaneously. Finally Fujima questioned shakily, "So you're saying you weren't certain about anything prior to this, am I right?"
Rukawa gave a quick nod. Giving a loud sigh, Maki breathed out heavily, "Well, thank goodness everything turned out alright, otherwise the Music Fest might end up as a major disaster."
Koshino suddenly whacked Rukawa's head as he offered a stern reprimand, "Had you any idea of the risk you took with both men? If they weren't in love, we would have had a war on our hands."
Giving the man an icy glare, Rukawa steadily picked up his book before smacking Koshino with the said object. He then muttered disinterestedly, "Hell if I care."
With that parting shot, the boy then stood up as he left the common room with a huff. By this time the rest of the occupants were sweatdropping profusely as they stared behind the retreating back. Finally Sendoh squeaked out rather tentatively, "Ooops, now look what you've done Kosh, you've offended the Ice Prince again. If I were you, I'd hurried over to seek his pardon."
Three other heads nodded quickly in unison as Koshino sweatdropped at their ominous glares.
t.b.c. ^_~
Disclaimer: The following Slam Dunk characters belong to Takehiko Inoue. Any unfamiliar names, places or otherwise will naturally be my properties.
Notes: This is an edited version. I'm so sorry that I sucked at writing MitKo; I've never written this pairing before, hence the abruptness and 'unbelievabilty' of their conversation. I sincerely hope this modification is better. Please accept my deepest apologies for the previous post.
To:
White Meteor ~ *me grinning like a loon here* Kogure's mean and tough cause. . . Well, all is explained in this chapter. ^^ *still grinning* Here you go dear, one of Simply Kim's KoshAya banners to wave. Nyahahahahaha. . . Absolute darlings, aren't they?
tensaispira ~ Tis good that you're laughing; I would be horrified if you cried instead. ^_________^
Hibiki-chan ~ Hmm, I reckoned in the next chapter? Dun wanna be shot by me fellow AkiKaenians. ^^
iNsAnEbEl ~ Nyahahahaha. *mega glomp and huggies and kisses* Poor you and your not long fingers. If I owned Akira I would loan him out, but since I don't. . . *sighs* Neways, even if you are after x-rated stuff, I doubt if I could write in a believable one for this fic. It's definitely shounen-ai, but I'm tempted to make it more yaoi. ^^ Let's see what I can come up with. Ooh, as for The Grass Is Always Greener, I've kinda stopped for the time being to focus on my fics. But I hope you've liked what is offered so far. ^________^ Just out of curiosity, but what's your fav pairing?
Moon Princess ~ Nyahahahaha. Aren't you glad I did?? *baps self for having a swollen head* Ehehe, just being cheeky. Neways, mucha thanks for reading and reviewing!
akane ~ *huggies for you too* Ooh, I forgot to ask, but would you like the word documents instead? At least all my bold and italic fonts are present in them. Ehehe, I dunno how to make them appear in ff.net. ^^
abu maktoots [circa '03] ~ Ooooh, mind if I ask you about the origins of your nickname? It's intriguing!! And mucha thanks too for reading and reviewing. ^^ SenRu goodness next, I hope!
Jo-san ~ I'm so glad you liked the previous chapter!! Ehehe, reeeal sorry about the delay. And here's the MitKo stuff that I've been /not/ writing about until now. Hopefully you'll have fun reading this too! ^_____^
KIM!!!!!!!! ~ That is the longest review I've ever received. Nyahahahaha. . . a compilation since chapter seven? Neways, Jin-chan in the Monkeys cause, well, I dunno really. I hope to write more about the other characters once I've gotten SenRu out of the way. No more posting in the AKxML then, I think! ^________^ And yes, Mitsui so rude and violent and chicken and unstable, but he's darn sweet in this chapter!! With all these OOC-ness I no longer know which is the real Mitsui. *sweatdrops* As for KoshAya, will do that too after SenRu. Nyahahahaha. . . I certainly know my priorities huh? Tis all Inoue-sama's fault. *smirk smirk* And dun worry, I am definitely /not/ pissed off. How could I when you literary (no pun intended) gave me little Kae-chan?? *melts into puddles of goo*
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Chapter Thirteen ~ Reconciliation
"Hey, where were you? We missed you during dinner."
Brown eyes glanced up dispassionately as its owner gave a wordless shrug, "I hate fish."
"You hate anything that's healthy."
"Maki Shinichi, if you're here to preach, then I suggest you take your lectures elsewhere cause I'm really not in the mood to listen to another one of your god damned sermons."
"My gods, you really are in a bad mod. Anyway, if I may be so bold as to point out, using the adjective 'god damned' with sermon isn't really that befitting. Trying some thing else like 'blessed' sermons for a change."
"Kiyota, this is the moment in which you persuade your boyfriend to make himself scarce before I strangle him with my bare hands."
Settling himself comfortably next to Maki, the youngest of the trio merely snigger a reply, "Hmph, what he does is really none of my business. I'm just here to lend some moral support, and to cart off his corpse if necessary."
Leaning his head in his arms, Kiyota then yawned disinterestedly as he stared up at the blinking skylight. A cool breeze blew from the southerly direction, making the trees rustle nosily in response. Not accustomed to hearing the lack of interest on the young man's part, Mitsui couldn't help but cast a bemused look in the older boy's direction. Giving the keyboardist a withering look of annoyance, Maki then turned back to his fellow band member as he explained, "Jin's gone downtown clubbing."
Mitsui couldn't help but smirk evilly, "Ah, now I get it. Poor Kiyota; you must hate me for being your darling's best friend. He just can't help but worry about my welfare, isn't that right Maki-kun?"
Seizing the opening line, the young man quickly interjected, "Now that we're on the subject, what exactly happened between you and Rukawa earlier today?"
A small smile played on Mitsui's lips as he answered flippantly, "My my, news certainly travel fast around here, doesn't it?"
"You know very well that sarcasm doesn't sit well with me, so why don't you drop the act and tell me what's going on?"
The guitarist hesitated before shaking his head decidedly, "Maki, I. I can't."
"Sure you can. Just shoot the first thing that comes to mind."
"Kogure."
The tanned young man nodded knowingly, "Ah, I thought so. So tell me, when did you start having the hots for him huh? This year? Last year?"
"Actually, it was even before we came to college. We studied at the same high school but we broke off before coming to Karejji Kanagawa."
"Mitsui, if you weren't my best bud I'd have punched you out cold. What on earth possessed you to let go of such a sweet guy?"
Burying his head in his hands, Mitsui mumbled incoherently, "It's a long story. Besides, you wouldn't understand."
"Maybe I wouldn't. But you could try telling him."
Mitsui looked up in surprise as his eyes followed the direction Maki was pointing at. Walking towards his direction was Kogure Kiminobu, a perplexed look on his face as he was nudged forward by a grinning Sendoh. Not too far behind, a pale young man with ebony hair followed, an unmistakable smirk on his face as his blue eyes caught Mitsui's brown ones.
"What the? You son of a bitch, you set me up!" growled Mitsui as he scrambled to his feet.
Maki merely shrugged his broad shoulders as he followed Mitsui's action, "Hey don't shoot the messenger; I was only following Sendoh's suggestion."
"That smiling busybody. Just wait till I get my hands on him."
Placing a comforting hand on Mitsui's shoulder, Maki spoke kindly, "Listen, I don't know what happened between you and Kogure, but I think it's about time you two talk things over like sensible adults. Rukawa says you still want him back and if that's how you really feel inside, then I suggest you let the man know."
"Maki, you don't understand. It's. it's not that simple," came the dejected response.
Giving the shoulder an encouraging squeeze, Maki pointed out with a small smile, "I'm sure Kogure's willing to listen. Come on, just give it a shot, it's not like you have anything to lose."
Throwing his friend a look of uncertainty, Mitsui hesitated before approaching the bespectacled boy. By this time both Sendoh and Rukawa had made a discreet exit and a quick glance behind told Mitsui that his band mates had left too. Taking a deep breath, he offered a weak smile as he greeted, "Hey."
"Hey yourself."
When the silence stretched between both men, Mitsui offered a small smile as he asked hesitatively, "So, how've you been lately?"
"I've been better. And you?"
"I've never been more tempted to wring Sendoh's neck."
Encouraged by the warm smile that tugged on Kogure's lips, Mitsui added awkwardly, "You know, we never did clear up why we broke up in the first place."
Kogure looked away as he answered, "Don't start dragging up the past, it's all over and done with. Let's just forget about it, okay?"
"No."
Brown eyes looked up in surprise as Mitsui hesitated before reaching for Kogure's hands. When the young man did not pull away, the guitarist then added with a small smile, "I mean, no, I don't want to forget, gods know the problem been ignored long enough. Rukawa was right, I am a coward.
"Stop it, I don't want to hear anymore." interrupted Kogure as he made to turn away.
Mitsui merely tightened his hold as he pleaded earnestly, "Min-kun, hear me out, please."
Kogure voice shook as he abruptly pulled away, "Why? It's been so long. I just want to move on."
"Then why did you come?"
"I. Sendoh said. he said something about you wanting to quit the Rock Group and I thought. I just didn't want you to throw everything away."
"That dumbass. I never said such a thing. You of all people should know how much my music means to me."
Kogure dropped tiredly onto the ground as he mumbled under his breath, "Hisashi, we have absolutely nothing in common. Try to understand, we're just not suited for each other. You have your rock music, I have my saxophone. Nothing's changed."
"For gods' sake, must you bring up the same argument again?" shot back Mitsui heatedly as he crossed his arms.
A mirthless laugh escaped Kogure's lips as he stared upwards into the dark sky, "You started it. Let's be honest with ourselves. We think differently. We even argue over which radio station to listen to. Hisashi, why can't you just accept the facts? Our relationship was doomed right from the start."
"Is that why you refused to speak to me since coming to Karejji Kanagawa? Because I put my music before you?"
Kogure confessed softly, "Initially yes. My pride was hurt because I believed that you loved your music more than you loved me. And then I became angry with myself because I realized that I had only been selfish for wanting to you to change for my sake. So I tried to change myself, but I just couldn't do it."
"Why did you have to put yourself through so much pain? I never wanted you to change for me. Not before, not today and not tomorrow. I love you just the way you are," confessed Mitsui as he dropped to his knees to face Kogure.
Tilting the head upwards, Mitsui then added softly, "I don't want to live the rest of my life without you. If you're willing, I'm certain we can start anew. So please, will you. can you give us another try?"
"But we share nothing."
"We share a love for each other. Isn't that enough? Loving another should never have to come to this. If you truly loved someone, you'd love everything about them, unconditionally without any forms of reservation."
Kogure didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had been so stupid, so very stupid in the past. How could he have doubted Mitsui's feelings for him? He should have trusted his heart right from the start. Throwing his arms around Mitsui's neck, Kogure gave a choking sob as he cried, "Oh gods, I'm so sorry."
Pushing the young man backwards, Mitsui gently removed the man's glasses as he tenderly wiped the tears away. With a warm smile, Mitsui spoke up soothingly, "Ssh. it's nobody's fault. We were both young and we didn't know what we wanted in life."
"I. I love you."
"I love you too, Min-kun," added Mitsui as he bend down to kiss the young man's soft lips.
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"I say, Rukawa, how did you know about Mitsui and Kogure anyway?"
The boy being addressed looked up from the book he was reading before smirking at the CMG President who added with a slight frown, "I mean, I've known Kogure for more than two years and yet I would never have guessed that he was hiding his pain behind that tough guy mask."
Maki quickly interjected as he scratched the back of his head, "I'd have to agree with Fujima. Fact is, Mitsui's not an easy guy to read, so how the hell did you managed to worked that out too?"
Hikoichi held up a finger to his lips as he threw the young men a warning look before hushing them with a loud 'shssh'. With the back of his hand, Koshino whacked the boy on the head before snorting aloud, "Hmph, as if you're not the least bit interested. You've been writing every darn thing in that little black book of yours ever since day one."
Sendoh laughed softly, "Hey Kosh, no need to get so violent. We are supposed to be having our study session after all."
Fujima grinned suddenly, "What study session? My partner isn't even here to let me pick his brains."
"Neither is mine," chuckle Maki with deep amusement.
When Rukawa turned his attention back to his book without offering an explanation, Sendoh gave the boy a none-too-gentle nudge in the ribs. Blue eyes glanced up in annoyance as Sendoh blinked back with puppy-dog eyes before whining dramatically, "Aww come on, Kae-chan, spill the beans already."
Snapping the book shut in a decided manner, Rukawa stood up before curling his lips in a devilish manner as he offered a negative reply. At once, the four young men voiced out their opposition as Sendoh's hand reached out to grasp onto Rukawa's arm. The sudden movement resulted in Rukawa losing his balance and he felt back onto the carpeted floor with a soft thud. Giving the young man an icy glare, Rukawa finally relented as he explained huffily, "If you must know the truth, I merely guessed that it was Kogure that Mitsui was thinking of. I wondered about their antagonism and my hunch proved correct when I confronted Mitsui about it."
His listeners sweatdropped simultaneously. Finally Fujima questioned shakily, "So you're saying you weren't certain about anything prior to this, am I right?"
Rukawa gave a quick nod. Giving a loud sigh, Maki breathed out heavily, "Well, thank goodness everything turned out alright, otherwise the Music Fest might end up as a major disaster."
Koshino suddenly whacked Rukawa's head as he offered a stern reprimand, "Had you any idea of the risk you took with both men? If they weren't in love, we would have had a war on our hands."
Giving the man an icy glare, Rukawa steadily picked up his book before smacking Koshino with the said object. He then muttered disinterestedly, "Hell if I care."
With that parting shot, the boy then stood up as he left the common room with a huff. By this time the rest of the occupants were sweatdropping profusely as they stared behind the retreating back. Finally Sendoh squeaked out rather tentatively, "Ooops, now look what you've done Kosh, you've offended the Ice Prince again. If I were you, I'd hurried over to seek his pardon."
Three other heads nodded quickly in unison as Koshino sweatdropped at their ominous glares.
t.b.c. ^_~
