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The thirteenth chapter. Something bad happens? Maybe! Pure coincidence that it is the thirteenth chapter.

Three Shrewd Ways to Ruin a Wedding

Miyuki quietly shut the door to the newspaper office behind her. She had just finished the newspaper that was due on Tuesday. She sighed, tired from waking up too early and staying at school late in the night. Slowly, she shuffled to the school's front doors. On her way there, she had to pass by the gym and was surprised to see the light on and to hear sounds coming from inside the ball. Sounds of a basketball bouncing inside the gym. Who in their right minds would be practicing at this hour? She glanced at her watch: 6:35PM. She peeked into the gym and her eyes widened.

Rukawa, in a white shirt and black shorts was running towards the basket opposite from her, evading an imaginary opponent. He was near the basket when he jumped and did a perfect dunk.

Miyuki smiled in awe, now she knew what his fan club raved about. The way he played basketball was amazing. From his evasion to his shots, he was like floating on air. When she first moved to Shohoku, she didn't know what the fuss was about. She had attended in the middle of the year. But now I see why his fangirls like him so much. Speaking of which, Miyuki sweatdropped. The fan club was about to wring her neck that morning. Apparently one of them had seen Rukawa and Miyuki at the mall together. They would have wrang her neck too if Karina and Haruko hadn't stopped the crazy fools. Haruko looked a bit unhappy today, Miyuki noticed. She asked Karina about it.

"She's sad because Rukawa likes you." She had said.

No Way, Rukawa hates me. Her thoughts broke off when Rukawa made from another jump for the basket. It went in. Miyuki strolled in, wondering why he would practice so late when there was no game anytime soon. "Hey!" She exclaimed.

Rukawa tripped, face first. Miyuki stifled a giggle. He got up slowly and faced her. His face was slightly flushed. A tint of red spread on his cheeks. "What was that for?" He asked grumpily.

She laughed. "Just to see if you're awake baka." She picked up the ball and threw it to him.

Rukawa caught the ball and held on to it. "I'm awake wench."

Miyuki didn't frown. She couldn't. Somehow it amused her. "Okay." She grabbed the ball from him. Carefully laying her bag on the floor, she steadied herself and shot. It hit the rim and bounced back, Rukawa caught it. She frowned. "Damn, I suck at this." She picked up her bag. "Why are you here so late?" She asked curiously.

Rukawa shrugged. "I like playing. I want to be the best in Japan. Then America." He eyed Miyuki. "What about you?" She was still wearing her school uniform.

"Had to finish the paper. I'm tired. I want to be a journalist. Plain huh?" She yawned. "To be the best in Japan? Are you planning to leave Japan?" She sadly asked.

He shrugged again. "Maybe. I suppose so. It's what I wanted ever since I was a kid. I'll leave after university. If I get in." He smiled sheepishly, something he seldom did.

"You'll get in. I know you will." She softly replied. Her tone was somewhat serious. "Then you'll be able to leave and play in the NBA. Once you do that, you'll be famous, rich and much, much more." She grinned at him. "Just don't forget us okay?"

"Us?"

"The people here in Kanagawa. Your dad, the team and...me." She laughed. "Forget what I said." She blinked. Rukawa was staring at her. No expression on his porcelain like face. "Rukawa, what's the matter with you?"

He didn't answer as bent down and tipped her chin to catch her lips with his. Miyuki's eyes widened. No! This cannot be. Not now. It's too late.

Rukawa pulled away, keeping Miyuki's face close. He was still holding the ball with left arm. "Miyuki?" He asked unsurely.

She backed away. "We can't." Suddenly, she turned and ran out of the gym. When she got outside, she was surprised to see a storm and rain drenching her in less than a minute. She didn't care. She had to get away. Why now?

"Miyuki!" Rukawa yelled. He too, ran outside in the rain, catching sight of Miyuki steps ahead of him. "Miyuki, wait." He called out again. The lightning flashed. He caught up to her and grabbed her wrist.

She tried to pull away. "Let me go." She cried.

"No please Miyuki, what's wrong?"

She faced him. "What's wrong?" She echoed. This is what's wrong. Our parent's are going to get married in a week. We...I can't. We can't do this to them. We can't be together. They came first, which means, their happiness comes first. We were too late."

Rukawa dropped her hand. What she said was true. They came too late. It pained him. The truth did. In the days they spent scheming together, they began to tolerate each other's presence. A friendship formed that none of them could have ever thought could happen. Miyuki grew on him. He played and pushed himself to the limits to catch her attention. She was one of the girls in Shohoku who wasn't part of the fan club, other than Ayako. But, Rukawa thought. "It's Sendoh isn't it? You like him."

Miyuki blinked. "No. Why would you think that?"

"Because I saw at the game when we went to the pasta place. Also at the mall." He replied bitterly.

Miyuki looked down. "I'm sorry Rukawa. It can't happen. Our parents happy together. There are other girls out there." She softly said. She hugged him tightly but received no response. Slowly, reluctantly she let go and walked away.

Rukawa gazed after her. He knew she felt the same way he did. They could have been together if their parents weren't getting married. But without this whole marriage, they never would have spent time together. But how will we live together without our feeling's arising? Rukawa had to try, no, had to keep their relationship platonic. Nothing more. It was and never would happen. They could never be together. Miyuki could never be his.

Author Notes: Ooh…the thirteenth chapter. Coincidental! Wheee….another update!!! Reviews please and next chapter coming soon.

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