Let One's Heart Decide
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk is © Inoue Takehiko and all its other companies. This fanfiction is © Hitora. It is not allowed to be put up on any other site without permission. Other characters in this fiction belongs to Hitora.
Chapter 9: Friends
As the sun slowly rose, it cast a soft orange glow across the morning sky. The pink-tipped grey clouds which stretched across the early morning sky of the Kanagawa Prefecture were one of the most beautiful sights in Kanagawa itself.
"Wow, and I thought that I could see the best view of the sunrise from the rooftop of Ryonan!"
Sendoh turned to his right and found that his companion was asleep. With a hurt expression and a pout on his lips, he began to shake his companion's back.
"Rukawa, Rukawa. How can you fall asleep when I'm talking to you?" he murmured.
He barely dodged a blow that Rukawa sent which caused him to fall on his behind with a loud thud.
"Hey! Why did you do that?!"
Sendoh inspected Rukawa's face closely when Rukawa didn't respond.
'He's asleep?'
"Rukawa. Rukawa," Sendoh said, gently slapping his cheek. "GAH! I didn't notice that he was drooling!"
He quickly rubbed his wet, drool-stained hand on Rukawa's back.
"Oi, what are you doing, d'aho?"
Rukawa turned to look at the surprised Sendoh who still had his hand grasping a piece of Rukawa's uniform.
"Ah… nothing! Nothing!" Sendoh said, putting a hand to the back of his neatly gelled up and spiky hair, and he began to scratch his head. 'AH! That's the hand that was covered with his drool!'
"What's taking him so long?" Rukawa muttered, focusing his gaze intently on the rising sun.
"Is it his reputation to be late?"
Rukawa merely nodded. Suddenly the door to the rooftop slammed open and there was Sakuragi, heaving and perspiring. His uniform was unbuttoned, revealing the white T-shirt he wore inside which showed a patch of dampness.
"GAH! I'm late!"
"Sakuragi," Sendoh smiled. "What took you so long?"
Sakuragi strode over to them with huge strides and sat down, leaning against a wall.
"Not what. Who," he said.
"Hatsuko-chan?"
"Ah…" Sakuragi nodded. "She took so long to get ready…" he grumbled.
"Who asked you to make that promise of always being with her?"
Sakuragi looked up at Rukawa with a retort prepared and opened his mouth to say it but at the sight of Rukawa's expression, he suddenly clamped his mouth shut and resulted in having his tongue bitten.
"YEOW!" he shouted.
"Sakuragi, doushita?" Sendoh looked over at him with a concerned look.
"Ar bfit mfy tfong…" he said as tears began to well up in his eyes.
Sakuragi stuck out his tongue and began to fan it to try to decrease the pain, but of course, without any success. Sendoh also tried to help fan Sakuragi's tongue as well – waving a hand in front of it quickly with hope that the little breeze that they manage to conjure up will ease the pain.
Sakuragi looked up at Rukawa yet again. He didn't believe that he prevented himself from retorting and hurt himself in the process but when he looked up at Rukawa then, and saw him looking into the distance with such a peaceful expression; he felt a strange aura around him.
'Hah! A strange aura?' Sakuragi thought. 'But really, he is different… he is no longer the Rukawa that I thought I knew and despised…'
"What are you looking at?" Rukawa asked Sakuragi, breaking his thoughts.
"N-nothing!" Sakuragi practically shouted into Sendoh's ears as Sendoh was still leaning over him. Sendoh quickly clamped his hands over his ears and Rukawa followed suite before Sakuragi could shout anymore. Sakuragi turned beet red from embarrassment for being caught by Rukawa for staring at him. 'What am I doing?'
Rukawa rolled his eyes and continued to admire the beauty of the rising sun. He felt that the breathtaking sight of the sun right now really fits with Japan, having the title of being 'The Land of the Rising Sun'. As he did, he listened to Sendoh speak to Sakuragi.
"Where's Hatsuko anyways?"
"Ah… she said that she was meeting Kazuo to help him clean up the class. They have classroom duty this morning…" Sakuragi said, slowly, as his tongue still stung.
"Kazuo, you mean Rukawa's brother?" Sendoh wondered.
"Should be… since I don't know of any other Kazuo than his brother…" Sakuragi answered, pointing a finger at Rukawa.
Sendoh looked at Rukawa who merely shrugged.
"I wouldn't know because I left without him," Rukawa answered in his usual monotonous voice.
"Well, as long as Hatsuko is safe in school, I don't really care who she hangs out with," Sakuragi muttered.
"Eh? What did you say?" Sendoh asked Sakuragi. He was distracted by Rukawa who was signaling to him about something.
"It's nothing important," Sakuragi replied.
He raised an eyebrow when he looked up and noticed Rukawa signaling at Sendoh. Both of them did not notice his staring at them with an amused yet peculiar expression. Suddenly, both Rukawa and Sendoh froze and slowly turned to look at Sakuragi after a moment of so-called sign language. Sakuragi was wearing a grin and he looked ready to burst out laughing. And he did.
"NYAHAHAHAHA!"
"It's been a while since I heard that…" Sendoh said, sweatdropping.
Rukawa rolled his eyes and sighed. He turned his focus to Sakuragi who had stopped laughing and stood to his full height.
"Why was I being called here for anyways?" he suddenly asked. "It was very unusual because Rukawa…" he pointed at Rukawa, "spoke very seriously to me."
Rukawa's sapphire eyes widened but he continued to listen to the red-head's little speech.
"Then I was told that Hatsuko cannot be told of our meeting and that got me suspicious," Sakuragi continued. "If you think of it closely, you might think that Rukawa was a bisexual."
"I'm a what?!" Rukawa said, his vein throbbing at his forehead.
"Rukawa, he's kidding," Sendoh said, spreading his arms out as he stood in front of Sakuragi to prevent the advancing Rukawa from interrupting and killing the poor so-called Tensai.
"Also, Sendoh is here on a school day and school's about to begin, and both of you are acting weird. So what is it?" he asked, shifting his coffee-colored eyes which were flecked with gold, back and forth from Rukawa to Sendoh.
Sendoh and Rukawa, in unison, dug into their pockets and pulled out two little slips of paper, folded neatly in half. They then extended their arms out to Sakuragi with their slips of paper in their grasp at the same time.
"What are you guys?! Some soldiers practicing for some parade?!" Sakuragi shouted, as he started to freak out.
When no response came from either one of them, Sakuragi looked down at the slips and took them out of Rukawa and Sendoh's grasps. He unfolded the first and his eyes widened in surprise. He quickly unfolded the other and this time, his jaw dropped. The two slips of paper were checks. He immediately looked up at Rukawa and Sendoh.
"You guys kept your words…" he murmured, touched.
"Of course! We're men of our words, right, Rukawa?" Sendoh said cheerfully, smacking Rukawa on his back, causing him to lunge forward.
Rukawa rolled his eyes and walked off towards the door. Then, the bell for class rang. He then stopped in front of the door and turned to look at Sakuragi.
"After all, you and Hatsuko are our friends," he said quietly, and opened the door.
As the door was about to close, Rukawa heard something he'd never expect to hear. He smiled to himself and walked down the stairs.
"Sakuragi, I didn't expect you to say that," Sendoh said to Sakuragi, surprised.
"Well, he did help me out and I owe him for taking care of my sister. Thanks to you too, Sendoh," Sakuragi said, extending his right hand.
Sendoh took it with a smile and shook it.
"There's something that I have to tell you," Sakuragi said, his eyes turning serious, causing Sendoh to turn uncomfortable.
"What is it?"
Sakuragi then flashed him a grin.
"I am already fifteen minutes late for class. Imagine how late you'll be… Ryonan IS very far away from Shohoku…"
"Shimatta!" Sendoh shouted, running towards the exit. Before he opened the door, he turned and flashed Sakuragi a warm smile.
"You take care of yourself and Hatsuko. If you need help, you know where to find me."
Surprised at the sudden encouragement, he nodded and Sendoh left. Sakuragi didn't leave the rooftop until lunchtime. He gazed at the sky and when the lunch bell rang, he finally turned to leave. As he opened the door, he came face-to-face with Rukawa who always frequent the rooftop.
"The sky is beautiful, isn't it?" he said and continued before Rukawa could reply. "You love the sunrise, right? I do too. The sunrise and the sunset are the times when the sky is the most beautiful," Sakuragi told him, with a smile and left Rukawa standing by the door, baffled.
~*~*~*~*~
Hatsuko was sweeping the last of all the dirt on her classroom floor when the school bell, indicating the start of lessons for the day, rang.
"Mou! Where is Rukawa-kun? He made me clean up all by myself!" Hatsuko pouted and went to keep the broom in the closet when a group of students flooded into the classroom and Hatsuko shrieked.
"Hey! I've arranged the tables! Don't misalign them!! And where did that dirt come from?!" she scolded, waving the broom she was holding around, making her classmates dodge her swings.
"Minna, Hatsuko-san cleaned up the class by herself. Try not to make things hard for her, will you?"
Hatsuko turned to the voice and saw Kazuo leaning by the door.
"Rukawa-kun! You were supposed to help me with clean up today!" Hatsuko scolded him, with her hands to her hips.
Kazuo laughed. "You look so cute like that!"
"Eh?" Hatsuko said, turning a bright shade of pink.
"Anyways, come over here."
"What is it?" she asked, walking towards him.
"Koko," he pointed.
Hatsuko looked down to see a pile of dust and dirt just outside the classroom door.
"Hatsuko-san, how do you expect them not to bring dirt into the classroom when you sweep everything right outside the door?" Kazuo asked her, trying his best not to laugh out loud. He did manage a chuckle though.
"Mou! It's all your fault! You were supposed to come and help me," she said with a pout.
Just when Kazuo was about to pat her on her head and apologize, Hatsuko tossed the broom into his hands and grinned mischievously.
"I know that you must have a very good reason for being late so as a friend, I'm letting you carry on with the work," Hatsuko said.
"What?"
"Hayaku, Rukawa-kun. I can see Sensei turning the corner," she taunted, a smile playing on her lips.
Sure as she said, their teacher had just turned the corner and was marching straight towards them.
"Ja ne, Rukawa-kun! See you in class!" Hatsuko laughed, and left him to stand in the hallway.
"Hatsuko-san!" Kazuo panicked and began to sweep the dust back into class with some quick swings of the broom.
The dust and dirt began to rise and envelop the class, causing all the students to cough and sneeze.
"Oh no!" Kazuo yelped.
He suddenly felt a sharp tap on his shoulder. Kazuo turned and looked down to find his Sensei glaring at him.
"Er... Ohayou, Sensei…"
~*~*~*~*~
Later during lunch break, Kazuo went over to Hatsuko with his arms crossed.
"Hatsuko-san! You made me get detention again!" he whined.
Hatsuko giggled and patted his hand.
"There, there. Don't get all upset. You didn't come and help me this morning remember?"
"Yeah… but… now I have to do classroom clean up duty for a week," he sulked, pretending to glare at Hatsuko with his sapphire eyes but without success. He only managed to make Hatsuko laugh at him more.
She got up to leave and Kazuo looked as her raven black hair swayed behind her with her every movement; a blue scrunchie holding them in a neat ponytail.
'A scrunchie?' he wondered, immediately feeling around in his pocket for the scrunchie that he had. At the touch of the smooth cloth, his heart was reassured. He wanted to return the scrunchie to her but he felt that the scrunchie was the only thing of hers that he had to hold close to him and he adored Hatsuko dearly.
"Hatsuko-san, your scrunchie looks pretty," he commented.
"Eh?" Hatsuko turned and blushed. "Arigatou. Your Onii-san gave it to me."
"Nii-san?" he asked, shocked.
"H-hai. Is anything the matter?" Hatsuko asked, the blush disappearing from her cheeks as quickly as it came.
"No, it's nothing," he immediately said, and flashed her a quick smile.
"Oh, okay," she said, a frown creasing her forehead. "Then, ja."
After Hatsuko had left, Kazuo took out the scrunchie from his pocket and tightened his fist around it. The smile that was on his lips were immediately set into a growl.
"What's so great about Nii-san that everyone likes him anyway?" he shouted, slamming his fist which held the scrunchie into the wall, causing a little dent.
"It's unfair! It's so unfair!" he continued to shout.
Kazuo leaned against the wall and slid against it to the ground, and slumped in that position. A solitary tear slid down his cheek but he didn't bother to wipe it away. He had never felt so dejected in his life. Sure, all his life he had to match up everything that his brother ever did and so far, he has except in two fields. Basketball and girls. However, the only field that his brother cared about was the former but girls still flocked to him like a moth to a flame, no matter how alike they looked. Girls just seem to love his aloof nature.
"Hatsuko-san…" Kazuo whispered.
Author's note: Gomen! Gomen! I took way too long to update! *smacks self* I hope that this chapter made up for my baka-ness. Well, here we find out a little about poor Kazuo *pats* And I love making Rukawa act like this ^___^ heh heh. Sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors. I was in a rush ^^6
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk is © Inoue Takehiko and all its other companies. This fanfiction is © Hitora. It is not allowed to be put up on any other site without permission. Other characters in this fiction belongs to Hitora.
Chapter 9: Friends
As the sun slowly rose, it cast a soft orange glow across the morning sky. The pink-tipped grey clouds which stretched across the early morning sky of the Kanagawa Prefecture were one of the most beautiful sights in Kanagawa itself.
"Wow, and I thought that I could see the best view of the sunrise from the rooftop of Ryonan!"
Sendoh turned to his right and found that his companion was asleep. With a hurt expression and a pout on his lips, he began to shake his companion's back.
"Rukawa, Rukawa. How can you fall asleep when I'm talking to you?" he murmured.
He barely dodged a blow that Rukawa sent which caused him to fall on his behind with a loud thud.
"Hey! Why did you do that?!"
Sendoh inspected Rukawa's face closely when Rukawa didn't respond.
'He's asleep?'
"Rukawa. Rukawa," Sendoh said, gently slapping his cheek. "GAH! I didn't notice that he was drooling!"
He quickly rubbed his wet, drool-stained hand on Rukawa's back.
"Oi, what are you doing, d'aho?"
Rukawa turned to look at the surprised Sendoh who still had his hand grasping a piece of Rukawa's uniform.
"Ah… nothing! Nothing!" Sendoh said, putting a hand to the back of his neatly gelled up and spiky hair, and he began to scratch his head. 'AH! That's the hand that was covered with his drool!'
"What's taking him so long?" Rukawa muttered, focusing his gaze intently on the rising sun.
"Is it his reputation to be late?"
Rukawa merely nodded. Suddenly the door to the rooftop slammed open and there was Sakuragi, heaving and perspiring. His uniform was unbuttoned, revealing the white T-shirt he wore inside which showed a patch of dampness.
"GAH! I'm late!"
"Sakuragi," Sendoh smiled. "What took you so long?"
Sakuragi strode over to them with huge strides and sat down, leaning against a wall.
"Not what. Who," he said.
"Hatsuko-chan?"
"Ah…" Sakuragi nodded. "She took so long to get ready…" he grumbled.
"Who asked you to make that promise of always being with her?"
Sakuragi looked up at Rukawa with a retort prepared and opened his mouth to say it but at the sight of Rukawa's expression, he suddenly clamped his mouth shut and resulted in having his tongue bitten.
"YEOW!" he shouted.
"Sakuragi, doushita?" Sendoh looked over at him with a concerned look.
"Ar bfit mfy tfong…" he said as tears began to well up in his eyes.
Sakuragi stuck out his tongue and began to fan it to try to decrease the pain, but of course, without any success. Sendoh also tried to help fan Sakuragi's tongue as well – waving a hand in front of it quickly with hope that the little breeze that they manage to conjure up will ease the pain.
Sakuragi looked up at Rukawa yet again. He didn't believe that he prevented himself from retorting and hurt himself in the process but when he looked up at Rukawa then, and saw him looking into the distance with such a peaceful expression; he felt a strange aura around him.
'Hah! A strange aura?' Sakuragi thought. 'But really, he is different… he is no longer the Rukawa that I thought I knew and despised…'
"What are you looking at?" Rukawa asked Sakuragi, breaking his thoughts.
"N-nothing!" Sakuragi practically shouted into Sendoh's ears as Sendoh was still leaning over him. Sendoh quickly clamped his hands over his ears and Rukawa followed suite before Sakuragi could shout anymore. Sakuragi turned beet red from embarrassment for being caught by Rukawa for staring at him. 'What am I doing?'
Rukawa rolled his eyes and continued to admire the beauty of the rising sun. He felt that the breathtaking sight of the sun right now really fits with Japan, having the title of being 'The Land of the Rising Sun'. As he did, he listened to Sendoh speak to Sakuragi.
"Where's Hatsuko anyways?"
"Ah… she said that she was meeting Kazuo to help him clean up the class. They have classroom duty this morning…" Sakuragi said, slowly, as his tongue still stung.
"Kazuo, you mean Rukawa's brother?" Sendoh wondered.
"Should be… since I don't know of any other Kazuo than his brother…" Sakuragi answered, pointing a finger at Rukawa.
Sendoh looked at Rukawa who merely shrugged.
"I wouldn't know because I left without him," Rukawa answered in his usual monotonous voice.
"Well, as long as Hatsuko is safe in school, I don't really care who she hangs out with," Sakuragi muttered.
"Eh? What did you say?" Sendoh asked Sakuragi. He was distracted by Rukawa who was signaling to him about something.
"It's nothing important," Sakuragi replied.
He raised an eyebrow when he looked up and noticed Rukawa signaling at Sendoh. Both of them did not notice his staring at them with an amused yet peculiar expression. Suddenly, both Rukawa and Sendoh froze and slowly turned to look at Sakuragi after a moment of so-called sign language. Sakuragi was wearing a grin and he looked ready to burst out laughing. And he did.
"NYAHAHAHAHA!"
"It's been a while since I heard that…" Sendoh said, sweatdropping.
Rukawa rolled his eyes and sighed. He turned his focus to Sakuragi who had stopped laughing and stood to his full height.
"Why was I being called here for anyways?" he suddenly asked. "It was very unusual because Rukawa…" he pointed at Rukawa, "spoke very seriously to me."
Rukawa's sapphire eyes widened but he continued to listen to the red-head's little speech.
"Then I was told that Hatsuko cannot be told of our meeting and that got me suspicious," Sakuragi continued. "If you think of it closely, you might think that Rukawa was a bisexual."
"I'm a what?!" Rukawa said, his vein throbbing at his forehead.
"Rukawa, he's kidding," Sendoh said, spreading his arms out as he stood in front of Sakuragi to prevent the advancing Rukawa from interrupting and killing the poor so-called Tensai.
"Also, Sendoh is here on a school day and school's about to begin, and both of you are acting weird. So what is it?" he asked, shifting his coffee-colored eyes which were flecked with gold, back and forth from Rukawa to Sendoh.
Sendoh and Rukawa, in unison, dug into their pockets and pulled out two little slips of paper, folded neatly in half. They then extended their arms out to Sakuragi with their slips of paper in their grasp at the same time.
"What are you guys?! Some soldiers practicing for some parade?!" Sakuragi shouted, as he started to freak out.
When no response came from either one of them, Sakuragi looked down at the slips and took them out of Rukawa and Sendoh's grasps. He unfolded the first and his eyes widened in surprise. He quickly unfolded the other and this time, his jaw dropped. The two slips of paper were checks. He immediately looked up at Rukawa and Sendoh.
"You guys kept your words…" he murmured, touched.
"Of course! We're men of our words, right, Rukawa?" Sendoh said cheerfully, smacking Rukawa on his back, causing him to lunge forward.
Rukawa rolled his eyes and walked off towards the door. Then, the bell for class rang. He then stopped in front of the door and turned to look at Sakuragi.
"After all, you and Hatsuko are our friends," he said quietly, and opened the door.
As the door was about to close, Rukawa heard something he'd never expect to hear. He smiled to himself and walked down the stairs.
"Sakuragi, I didn't expect you to say that," Sendoh said to Sakuragi, surprised.
"Well, he did help me out and I owe him for taking care of my sister. Thanks to you too, Sendoh," Sakuragi said, extending his right hand.
Sendoh took it with a smile and shook it.
"There's something that I have to tell you," Sakuragi said, his eyes turning serious, causing Sendoh to turn uncomfortable.
"What is it?"
Sakuragi then flashed him a grin.
"I am already fifteen minutes late for class. Imagine how late you'll be… Ryonan IS very far away from Shohoku…"
"Shimatta!" Sendoh shouted, running towards the exit. Before he opened the door, he turned and flashed Sakuragi a warm smile.
"You take care of yourself and Hatsuko. If you need help, you know where to find me."
Surprised at the sudden encouragement, he nodded and Sendoh left. Sakuragi didn't leave the rooftop until lunchtime. He gazed at the sky and when the lunch bell rang, he finally turned to leave. As he opened the door, he came face-to-face with Rukawa who always frequent the rooftop.
"The sky is beautiful, isn't it?" he said and continued before Rukawa could reply. "You love the sunrise, right? I do too. The sunrise and the sunset are the times when the sky is the most beautiful," Sakuragi told him, with a smile and left Rukawa standing by the door, baffled.
~*~*~*~*~
Hatsuko was sweeping the last of all the dirt on her classroom floor when the school bell, indicating the start of lessons for the day, rang.
"Mou! Where is Rukawa-kun? He made me clean up all by myself!" Hatsuko pouted and went to keep the broom in the closet when a group of students flooded into the classroom and Hatsuko shrieked.
"Hey! I've arranged the tables! Don't misalign them!! And where did that dirt come from?!" she scolded, waving the broom she was holding around, making her classmates dodge her swings.
"Minna, Hatsuko-san cleaned up the class by herself. Try not to make things hard for her, will you?"
Hatsuko turned to the voice and saw Kazuo leaning by the door.
"Rukawa-kun! You were supposed to help me with clean up today!" Hatsuko scolded him, with her hands to her hips.
Kazuo laughed. "You look so cute like that!"
"Eh?" Hatsuko said, turning a bright shade of pink.
"Anyways, come over here."
"What is it?" she asked, walking towards him.
"Koko," he pointed.
Hatsuko looked down to see a pile of dust and dirt just outside the classroom door.
"Hatsuko-san, how do you expect them not to bring dirt into the classroom when you sweep everything right outside the door?" Kazuo asked her, trying his best not to laugh out loud. He did manage a chuckle though.
"Mou! It's all your fault! You were supposed to come and help me," she said with a pout.
Just when Kazuo was about to pat her on her head and apologize, Hatsuko tossed the broom into his hands and grinned mischievously.
"I know that you must have a very good reason for being late so as a friend, I'm letting you carry on with the work," Hatsuko said.
"What?"
"Hayaku, Rukawa-kun. I can see Sensei turning the corner," she taunted, a smile playing on her lips.
Sure as she said, their teacher had just turned the corner and was marching straight towards them.
"Ja ne, Rukawa-kun! See you in class!" Hatsuko laughed, and left him to stand in the hallway.
"Hatsuko-san!" Kazuo panicked and began to sweep the dust back into class with some quick swings of the broom.
The dust and dirt began to rise and envelop the class, causing all the students to cough and sneeze.
"Oh no!" Kazuo yelped.
He suddenly felt a sharp tap on his shoulder. Kazuo turned and looked down to find his Sensei glaring at him.
"Er... Ohayou, Sensei…"
~*~*~*~*~
Later during lunch break, Kazuo went over to Hatsuko with his arms crossed.
"Hatsuko-san! You made me get detention again!" he whined.
Hatsuko giggled and patted his hand.
"There, there. Don't get all upset. You didn't come and help me this morning remember?"
"Yeah… but… now I have to do classroom clean up duty for a week," he sulked, pretending to glare at Hatsuko with his sapphire eyes but without success. He only managed to make Hatsuko laugh at him more.
She got up to leave and Kazuo looked as her raven black hair swayed behind her with her every movement; a blue scrunchie holding them in a neat ponytail.
'A scrunchie?' he wondered, immediately feeling around in his pocket for the scrunchie that he had. At the touch of the smooth cloth, his heart was reassured. He wanted to return the scrunchie to her but he felt that the scrunchie was the only thing of hers that he had to hold close to him and he adored Hatsuko dearly.
"Hatsuko-san, your scrunchie looks pretty," he commented.
"Eh?" Hatsuko turned and blushed. "Arigatou. Your Onii-san gave it to me."
"Nii-san?" he asked, shocked.
"H-hai. Is anything the matter?" Hatsuko asked, the blush disappearing from her cheeks as quickly as it came.
"No, it's nothing," he immediately said, and flashed her a quick smile.
"Oh, okay," she said, a frown creasing her forehead. "Then, ja."
After Hatsuko had left, Kazuo took out the scrunchie from his pocket and tightened his fist around it. The smile that was on his lips were immediately set into a growl.
"What's so great about Nii-san that everyone likes him anyway?" he shouted, slamming his fist which held the scrunchie into the wall, causing a little dent.
"It's unfair! It's so unfair!" he continued to shout.
Kazuo leaned against the wall and slid against it to the ground, and slumped in that position. A solitary tear slid down his cheek but he didn't bother to wipe it away. He had never felt so dejected in his life. Sure, all his life he had to match up everything that his brother ever did and so far, he has except in two fields. Basketball and girls. However, the only field that his brother cared about was the former but girls still flocked to him like a moth to a flame, no matter how alike they looked. Girls just seem to love his aloof nature.
"Hatsuko-san…" Kazuo whispered.
Author's note: Gomen! Gomen! I took way too long to update! *smacks self* I hope that this chapter made up for my baka-ness. Well, here we find out a little about poor Kazuo *pats* And I love making Rukawa act like this ^___^ heh heh. Sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors. I was in a rush ^^6