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"Go Rukawa! We love you Rukawa!" A group of girls screamed with all their might, trying to catch the attention of the pale, raven haired, super rookie of Shohoku's basketball team. He didn't even look up. He was too busy warming up. Shooting three pointers, preparing for the practice game with Ryonan. They had played against them the week before and won but Ryonan gave Shohoku a run for their money.
Rukawa paused as soon as the ball left his hands and sailed into the air straight into the basket. He scanned the bleachers. He was looking for a certain auburn haired, stubborn and annoying girl. Now why would he be looking for her? After all she was annoying, insulting and evil. A personification of evil sent to bring him to hell. C'mon, where are you?
He could feel anticipation rising in him. He wanted to play basketball badly, to prove that he was better than Sendoh Akira. "Where are you?" He muttered and toppled back after a ball smacked him in the side of his head. "Do'aho." He mumbled and rubbed the side of his head.
"Oi! Kitsune, pay attention!" Sakuragi bellowed. Then he started laughing.
Rukawa growled. He stalked to the bench and grabbed a water bottle, downing all of its contents.
"Are you alright?" Ayako asked in concern. She handed him a towel to wipe his face.
He grunted in reply and wiped his face with the towel. "Good luck!" He heard a familiar feminine voice and felt the towel slip from his grasp.
Standing before him was Miyuki. She was grinning. "Good luck." She repeated.
Rukawa nodded and jogged to Coach Anzai where all the players gathered.
Miyuki seated herself beside Ayako. "Hi." She greeted and smiled.
"How are you two getting along? Do you two still fight? Excited for your parents?" Ayako asked. She grinned at Miyuki.
Miyuki sighed. "Yare, yare…concentrate on the game Ayako." She mock ordered and focused on the game.
The mangeress chuckled at Miyuki's adolescent behavior in avoiding the matter that was clearly on her mind. Ayako knew that Miyuki kept hoping that her parents would get back together, but that would never happen. She noticed Miyuki staring intently at the players. Especially Rukawa.
What were you thinking Rukawa? She thought back to the previous night. How close she was to Rukawa. How it made her stutter. Yare yare…
Rukawa caught the ball from Miyagi and ran down the court to their basket. He slowed down and tried to evade Sendoh. From the corner of his eye, he saw Miyuki talking to Ayako, not even paying attention to the game. To him. Stupid girl. He passed to Sakuragi, who was flailing his arms like a bird, and did a perfect lay-up. The score was in favor of Shohoku.
As he ran towards Sendoh, he noticed him waving at Shohoku's bench. Rukawa frowned to find Miyuki happily waving back. He had the urge to sock Sendoh square in the jaw and shatter his pearly whites.
Instead, he stole the ball from Sendoh the moment Sendoh touched it. As he sped toward the Shohoku's basket, he could hear Shohoku fans roar with excitement. When he scored, the whole gym shook. He turned around and paused catching Miyuki's eye; he gave a mocking look. I'm better than he is and you know it.
"Rukawa's dominating the whole game." Ayako worriedly said to Coach Anzai. "He's taken control."
Coach Anzai nodded, "I know. Let's wait for the first half to end. It should end soon. Then we'll talk to him."
Miyuki gazed at Rukawa. So intense, so into the game. Even if it was just an exhibition. She kept her gaze on him. How he moved, stealing, evading his opponents and making a perfect basket. His eyes shone with determination. Taking him to the limits of his abilities. I've never seen Rukawa play like this. What's with him? Miyuki glanced at Ayako. She looked worried.
The bell went off signaling the end of the first half. They gathered to their respective benches. "Good first half guys. Nice plays." Ayako congratulated all of them.
Miyuki stood as Rukawa approached her.
"I need my water." He said curtly. When she didn't move he gave her an icy glare. She returned one of her own. She suddenly shoved a water bottle towards his gut.
"You're so selfish. How come you never pass to the others? You're not the only one on the court you know. What is your problem?" She half demanded, half scolded.
"You are." Came the short reply. He grabbed her shoulders and guided her aside so he could sit. When he sat, he wiped his face and took a large gulp of water.
"Baka, you're so selfish." She whirled around to face him and knelt. Now they were on the same line of sight. "Pass the ball. Let the other's have a chance." She pleaded. She didn't want any conflict between Rukawa and his teammates.
"Hn." He replied and stood to walk away.
Ayako joined Miyuki on the bench. "Sibling quarrel?" She asked.
"No it was one way conversation." Miyuki answered.
She sighed, "So selfish. He's crude, he's rude and prude."
Ayako laughed at Miyuki's rhyming insults. "That's Rukawa."
Author Notes: Another chapter done. Please review. Reviews are greatly appreciated!