Title: It All Started From A Detention Class.
Author: On3
Pairings: RuMit/MitRu
Disclaimer: I don't owe the SD characters, just the plot of this fic!
On3: Third chapter here. I dunno why I sort of lost my interest in writing the fic. But anyway, I manage to write this chapter. For those who reviewed, I thank you greatly. =)
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Chapter 3: Ouch!
It was an early; make it a very early Thursday morning. What time is it? Yep, its time for Rukawa's every morning basketball practice. As much as he would like to sleep in, he would not miss a chance of improving his basketball skills to beat his archrival, Sendoh Akira.
Rukawa wore his usual long sleeved tracksuit and mounted his usual pink bike with his basketball in the front basket. He then cycled his way to the nearest basketball court from his apartment. He listened to his walkman with his favorite rock band music on. It's actually to keep him from falling asleep while he's cycling.
However loud the music is, it could stop Rukawa from closing his eyes for a moment. After all, he was cycling on a straight empty road, early in the morning where no one in on the road. It was actually safe. Until.
*Meow!*
Rukawa took no notice of what is in front of him. It was the fact that his rock music was to loud for him to hear anything. Suddenly, probably because of his instincts, he opened his eyes. He saw an injured kitten right in front of him. He was only a mere few inches about to bang the small kitten. Without thinking, he swerved his bike to the right to avoid the already injured kitten. And the result of that.
*Crash! Bang! Pow!*
Rukawa's bike skidded and crashed on the wall nastily. (ouch~!) His basketball bounced out of the crashed basket of his bicycle and rolled itself down the street. He got up, sat on the floor (his leg was painful to get up) and it took him a while to realize that.
The kitten was all right, but shocked and glaring at him now in a weird look. His basketball rolled down the street, now out of sight. His left knee was bleeding badly. His bike was so badly smashed up you won't even know it was supposed to be a bicycle. (Rukawa had a really hard time looking at it /there goes a 200 bucks for services. 400 if I have to buy another. cruel fate./
Rukawa still stared unbelievably at his bike. What did he, the
unconcerned Rukawa Kaede just sacrifice for a stupid kitten? He deeply
regretted saving the kitten at once. Why? Because now, when he looks at
the kitten (who had sort of reddish and orange fur) he had just saved, it
turns into a sakuragi's head. The kitten was laughing at him.
"Nyahahahah!!! Baka kitsune crashed his bike! Nyahahaha!!"
Yup. The kitten was looking at him now, positively mocking him in a cat manner and then ran a way. /Curse you. May the dogs have a happy time hunting your ass down./
Rukawa was still deep in thoughts when suddenly he saw someone holding his basketball up to his face level.
"Err. I believe this belongs to you?"
Rukawa looked up. It was none other than his detention mate, Mitsui. He was wearing a t-shirt and a track pants, looking drop dead gorgeous early in the morning.
".."
"Its yours right?"
"...yes."
"What the hell would you be doing sitting on the road this early in the morning, next to a pile of garbage?"
Rukawa glared up at him. Garbage? Is that what his poor bicycle gets after saving the kitten?
"..that is my bike."
"Your bike.? Whoa! Some bad accident you had here. you can't even tell your bike apart from a pile of metal junk!"
Rukawa gave his sempai a death glare. Like he needs someone to remind him of his bike's condition right now.
".."
"Judging from your personality, you must've been sleeping while cycling and crash on the wall without even you noticing, like you usually do. Right?"
Rukawa was really highly offended and annoyed, for the 1st time. / I just saved a stupid Hanamichi-kitten and this is what I deserved?/
"Do'ahou"
"Hey! Don't start it! I got you your ball remember?"
Rukawa tried to stand up. A pain shot right up to his brain. He winced and sat back down. Mitsui saw and sighed.
"Here. This will help. At least it'll help stop the bleeding"
Mitsui took out a dark blue handkerchief and bandaged it around Rukawa's wound at his knee. It was a bit painful, but soon, the bleeding stopped.
"See? What did I tell you?" Said Mitsui triumphantly, proud of his self because he was able to treat a wound quite nicely.
"Thanks." Mumbled Rukawa softly.
With that, Rukawa stood up slowly and grab the ball, heading to the basketball court just nearby.
"Hey, you're not going to play basketball are you? You're not in a very good condition y'know!" Mitsui called after.
"I have to practice."
"Sigh, stubborn aren't you?"
Mitsui caught up with the half limping boy.
"In that case, let me join you in the court. I can have a practice and at the same time while looking after you, knowing you're so careless and unconcerned.Besides, I won't want that wound of yours to open b start bleeding again after I have treated it. Akagi won't be happy if you're injured now." Suggested Mitsui while dishing out his points.
Something in Rukawa's heart soften a little. Look after him? He don't need that of course, but it seems nice to know that there's someone out there willing to look out for him. Especially when that someone is Mitsui, even though he wasn't sure if his sempai had really meant it or just said it casually.
"So.what d'ya say?"
Rukawa shrugged. He won't mind of course, but he's not gonna say it.
"I'll take that as a yes then. More ever, we can decide who is the better one among the both of us. I won't give you a handicap just cause you're injured." Grinned Mitsui.
"I don't need any handicap" Retorted Rukawa.
"We'll see bout tha-"
*Ti ti ti ti ti (an ayumi hamasaki's ring tone ringed out of no where)*
"Whoops.. 'Cuse me for a sec." Said Mitsui while fumbling with his pockets to get his cell phone.
He got what he was looking for and walked to the edge of the court to answer it.
Maybe it was Rukawa's imagination, but for a split second, he was sure that his sempai's face expression changed to somewhat annoyed when he found out who had called him.
/Who'd call sempai this early in the morning? Maybe it's his mother or something./
"K, I'm back. Sorry for that"
Rukawa wanted very much to ask who that was, but ignored his urged to nose into his sempai's personal life.
"Right, shall we start then?"
"...anytime."
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*after school*
Rukawa headed towards the basketball locker room. When he opened the door, the 1st thing he saw was.
/Ah, there he is. Excellent, just where I wanted him to be. Might as well get over with it. And we're alone too. Good chance./
"Sempai."
"Hi Rukawa. Early aren't you? How's your leg?"
"It's fine. Bandaged it"
"Good for you."
"Sempai."
"Yeah?"
Rukawa took a deep breath. /this is it. Its now or never./
"Well.here"
Rukawa took out a clean and freshly washed dark blue handkerchief. The one that Mitsui had lent him earlier. He shoved it to Mitsui's hand.
"Thanks for it again."
/Phew. glad that's over. I hope nobody saw that. or I'm doomed for my image./
Mitsui looked surprised and then smiled.
" You didn't have to return it so fast. And you're welcomed"
".."
"Well, you aren't planning to stand here all day are you? Hurry up and get changed. We'll go to the court and get some warm ups first."
"Hai."
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*After two hours*
"All right people! Gather round!" roared Akagi to the whole basketball team.
Within seconds everyone gathered around the captain.
"Right, tomorrow we might have to extend our practice time until 6.30 in the evening.," said Akagi firmly.
Almost instantly the captain's words took effect. Groans and moans could be heard coming from everyone.
"Listen! On Saturday we might have to cancel our practice because there will be a meeting for me, Kogure and Anzai-sensei with Josen High School's captain and club teacher on Saturday. We are planning to have a friendly match to prepare ourselves for the up coming tournament." Explain Akagi.
"Hmm. a friendly match might be a good start for the tournament." Said Miyagi thoughtfully.
"I'm game for it.," said Mitsui confidently.
Rukawa just merely nodded in agreement.
"Nyahahahaha!! The tensai is ready for anything!" boast Sakuragi.
"Be quiet Sakuragi! Its not confirmed yet. We still might have the practice for Saturday and a normal practice for tomorrow. Anzai-sensei will tell me soon."
"If it only involves you, Kogure and Anzei-sensei, why must we cancel our practice?" asked Miyagi.
Akagi gave him a hard glare, and then to Mitsui, Rukawa and Sakuragi. "There will be no one to supervise you troublemakers, yes, that includes you Sakuragi, when we're away.
"Huh? The tensai never gets himself to trouble! Nyahahaha!"
Akagi raised one of his eyebrows. "Oh really, then why is it that I received a note saying that you have discipline problem and might get banned from playing basketball if you don't change your attitude?" Asked Akagi with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"Oh, that.. er, um.. uh.. ah! They are just jealous of the tensai's abilities! Nyahaha!" answer Sakuragi triumphantly.
"Hn, Baka. Anyway. The plan was Anzai-sensei's idea. He said that it would be a good idea to have a day off for Saturday." Said Akagi looking as though that is not a good idea at all. "Anyway, I want you all to get yourselves free from any tuitions or problems on Friday evening just incase. You will be informed tomorrow. Any questions? Okay, that's all for today. Dismiss."
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*Back in the locker room*
Rukawa was one of the last to pack up and go home. Or he thought he was the last, until he saw his sempai sitting on a bench, frowning or so, while clutching his left leg. Its either Rukawa was sick or he was just being pure nice. He went over to his sempai.
"Sempai, What's the matter?"
"Eh? Not going back yet? Oh well, its that damned old injury. Must've sprained it or so during the training back then."
"..."
"Useless thing. Guess I'll just have to limp back. Better be going. See ya."
"..Wait! I'll help you back to your place."
"Huh? Nah, its not necessary."
"You help me once. My turn in return."
".Hey! Its not like I'm expecting something or 'nything like that y'know. I was just helping out."
"So am I."
". You sure you won't mind?"
"No."
"Mmm..Okay then. It'd be great to have a helping hand."
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Mitsui and Rukawa was walking back to Mitsui's house, with his left leg limping, one of his hand on Rukawa's shoulder and one of Rukawa's around his waist supporting him.
"Sorry to trouble you and all, Rukawa"
"No problem"
"Um. am I like, to heavy for you?"
"No."
"I see."
They walked in silence for a few minutes. Each deep in their own thoughts, until something broke the silence.
"Mitsui Hisashi! Not in a very good condition I see. Well, tough luck. We're here to cream you today!"
Mitsui and Rukawa snapped out of their thoughts. They saw three guys standing in front of them. The front one, the plumper one, holding a kind of steel pipe seems to be the leader.
"Oh shit. They were the gangsters I use to fight last time. What a time to get revenge. Especially when I'm like this!" Said Mitsui with a slight worry tone in his voice. "You better get out of here Rukawa. Won't want you to get involved."
Rukawa said nothing. But he let go of his sempai and walked towards the gangsters,
"H-hey! Come back Rukawa! You don't know who you're messing with!"
Rukawa turned a deaf ear to his sempai and continue walking until he was face to face with the gangster leader. "Huh? Who are you? Get out of the way you stupid boy before I land this on your face" threatened the leader nastily. He swung his steel pipe up and got ready to strike.
Mitsui couldn't stand to watch. All he could hear was *Pow! Wham! Bam! Biff! Dush! Crash! Thud!*
In no sooner than 2 minutes, Mitsui found himself before the three gangsters lay piling on top of each other, all whacked inside-out and a badly bruised but still standing Rukawa, with a satisfying look on his face.
Mitsui was really impressed. "Wow, u took on all three of them less than 2 minutes and you sill standing? You'd make a model gangster with your extraordinary fighting skills!"
Rukawa said nothing. He was busy rubbing his bruise on his head and face before returning to his sempai and helping him once again. But suddenly.
"Hey you two there! Stop!"
"Oh shit!! Policemen! RUNNN!!!" yelled Mitsui.
Rukawa just grabbed his sempai's arm round his shoulder while his hand on his waist and followed his sempai's advice. Run. Mitsui was limping madly beside him until they finally lost the policemen.
They rested at a corner, while trying to catch their breath.
"Pant~pant. First gangsters, then policemen, huff-huff. what next?!"
"Huh~huh~huh~fuh.."
"I got so into running that I actually forgot to breath. Huh~huh. You'd make a rising star in the gangsters career ya know. Though I'm not advising you to go for it."
"...huh."
"But what d'ya know? We actually ran till my house. It's just a few blocks away. I think I can handle it from here."
"I'll take you back home."
"There's really no need."
"..." Rukawa didn't look like he will give up. So Mitsui gave up instead.
"Sigh, alright. By the way, Rukawa, I heard you stay in a condominium down the street."
"..yes."
"Ahh, I see. Man, your parents are gonna freak seeing those bruises all over you. And it's all my fault. I'm really sorry." Said Mitsui glumly.
"They won't." answered Rukawa very quietly
"Why? I mean, surely they care about you?"
"I don't live with them"
"Huh? Where are your parents then?'
"Overseas. They have been working out station for years. They only come back bout twice a year. I rarely see them." Answered Rukawa shortly.
"Whoa. how do you manage your place if they are not with you?"
"I can take care of myself. They sent money back every now and then."
"So..this means you have been living alone all the freakin time?"
"...yes."
At an instant, Mitsui knew he asked a wee bit too many questions. He couldn't find anything to say. And he was always complaining bout his parents. /well, that explains his weird behavior a lot./
"I'll leave you here sempai. See you."
"Oh, okay. Thanks for you help. Be seeing you tomorrow."
Rukawa didn't say anything in return but he just walked off, down the street.
Mitsui watched until Rukawa disappeared out of sight. And walked slowly into his house. / "...yes."/ He noted how hard and bitter Rukawa's voice sounded when he answered that question. /poor guy, loneliness must've been his only close friend. Maybe if I start being nicer to him from now on.../
"Mum, I'm home." said Mitsui without even listening to what his mother had to say to nag him about coming back late. The pain in his leg has suddenly vanished. Not only his pain, his feelings of joy and emotion all seemed to vanished too, with Rukawa miserable face and cold bitter hard voice replaying in his mind, over and over again.
(to be continued) ***********************************************************************
Author's note: that was a bit longer than usual. The ending sucked. To be continued. I have the plot ready but dunno if I still have the inspiration to write more. Sorry for the English mistakes.Ah well, c ya in da next chapter if u are still interested. Jya~~
Author: On3
Pairings: RuMit/MitRu
Disclaimer: I don't owe the SD characters, just the plot of this fic!
On3: Third chapter here. I dunno why I sort of lost my interest in writing the fic. But anyway, I manage to write this chapter. For those who reviewed, I thank you greatly. =)
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Chapter 3: Ouch!
It was an early; make it a very early Thursday morning. What time is it? Yep, its time for Rukawa's every morning basketball practice. As much as he would like to sleep in, he would not miss a chance of improving his basketball skills to beat his archrival, Sendoh Akira.
Rukawa wore his usual long sleeved tracksuit and mounted his usual pink bike with his basketball in the front basket. He then cycled his way to the nearest basketball court from his apartment. He listened to his walkman with his favorite rock band music on. It's actually to keep him from falling asleep while he's cycling.
However loud the music is, it could stop Rukawa from closing his eyes for a moment. After all, he was cycling on a straight empty road, early in the morning where no one in on the road. It was actually safe. Until.
*Meow!*
Rukawa took no notice of what is in front of him. It was the fact that his rock music was to loud for him to hear anything. Suddenly, probably because of his instincts, he opened his eyes. He saw an injured kitten right in front of him. He was only a mere few inches about to bang the small kitten. Without thinking, he swerved his bike to the right to avoid the already injured kitten. And the result of that.
*Crash! Bang! Pow!*
Rukawa's bike skidded and crashed on the wall nastily. (ouch~!) His basketball bounced out of the crashed basket of his bicycle and rolled itself down the street. He got up, sat on the floor (his leg was painful to get up) and it took him a while to realize that.
The kitten was all right, but shocked and glaring at him now in a weird look. His basketball rolled down the street, now out of sight. His left knee was bleeding badly. His bike was so badly smashed up you won't even know it was supposed to be a bicycle. (Rukawa had a really hard time looking at it /there goes a 200 bucks for services. 400 if I have to buy another. cruel fate./
Rukawa still stared unbelievably at his bike. What did he, the
unconcerned Rukawa Kaede just sacrifice for a stupid kitten? He deeply
regretted saving the kitten at once. Why? Because now, when he looks at
the kitten (who had sort of reddish and orange fur) he had just saved, it
turns into a sakuragi's head. The kitten was laughing at him.
"Nyahahahah!!! Baka kitsune crashed his bike! Nyahahaha!!"
Yup. The kitten was looking at him now, positively mocking him in a cat manner and then ran a way. /Curse you. May the dogs have a happy time hunting your ass down./
Rukawa was still deep in thoughts when suddenly he saw someone holding his basketball up to his face level.
"Err. I believe this belongs to you?"
Rukawa looked up. It was none other than his detention mate, Mitsui. He was wearing a t-shirt and a track pants, looking drop dead gorgeous early in the morning.
".."
"Its yours right?"
"...yes."
"What the hell would you be doing sitting on the road this early in the morning, next to a pile of garbage?"
Rukawa glared up at him. Garbage? Is that what his poor bicycle gets after saving the kitten?
"..that is my bike."
"Your bike.? Whoa! Some bad accident you had here. you can't even tell your bike apart from a pile of metal junk!"
Rukawa gave his sempai a death glare. Like he needs someone to remind him of his bike's condition right now.
".."
"Judging from your personality, you must've been sleeping while cycling and crash on the wall without even you noticing, like you usually do. Right?"
Rukawa was really highly offended and annoyed, for the 1st time. / I just saved a stupid Hanamichi-kitten and this is what I deserved?/
"Do'ahou"
"Hey! Don't start it! I got you your ball remember?"
Rukawa tried to stand up. A pain shot right up to his brain. He winced and sat back down. Mitsui saw and sighed.
"Here. This will help. At least it'll help stop the bleeding"
Mitsui took out a dark blue handkerchief and bandaged it around Rukawa's wound at his knee. It was a bit painful, but soon, the bleeding stopped.
"See? What did I tell you?" Said Mitsui triumphantly, proud of his self because he was able to treat a wound quite nicely.
"Thanks." Mumbled Rukawa softly.
With that, Rukawa stood up slowly and grab the ball, heading to the basketball court just nearby.
"Hey, you're not going to play basketball are you? You're not in a very good condition y'know!" Mitsui called after.
"I have to practice."
"Sigh, stubborn aren't you?"
Mitsui caught up with the half limping boy.
"In that case, let me join you in the court. I can have a practice and at the same time while looking after you, knowing you're so careless and unconcerned.Besides, I won't want that wound of yours to open b start bleeding again after I have treated it. Akagi won't be happy if you're injured now." Suggested Mitsui while dishing out his points.
Something in Rukawa's heart soften a little. Look after him? He don't need that of course, but it seems nice to know that there's someone out there willing to look out for him. Especially when that someone is Mitsui, even though he wasn't sure if his sempai had really meant it or just said it casually.
"So.what d'ya say?"
Rukawa shrugged. He won't mind of course, but he's not gonna say it.
"I'll take that as a yes then. More ever, we can decide who is the better one among the both of us. I won't give you a handicap just cause you're injured." Grinned Mitsui.
"I don't need any handicap" Retorted Rukawa.
"We'll see bout tha-"
*Ti ti ti ti ti (an ayumi hamasaki's ring tone ringed out of no where)*
"Whoops.. 'Cuse me for a sec." Said Mitsui while fumbling with his pockets to get his cell phone.
He got what he was looking for and walked to the edge of the court to answer it.
Maybe it was Rukawa's imagination, but for a split second, he was sure that his sempai's face expression changed to somewhat annoyed when he found out who had called him.
/Who'd call sempai this early in the morning? Maybe it's his mother or something./
"K, I'm back. Sorry for that"
Rukawa wanted very much to ask who that was, but ignored his urged to nose into his sempai's personal life.
"Right, shall we start then?"
"...anytime."
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*after school*
Rukawa headed towards the basketball locker room. When he opened the door, the 1st thing he saw was.
/Ah, there he is. Excellent, just where I wanted him to be. Might as well get over with it. And we're alone too. Good chance./
"Sempai."
"Hi Rukawa. Early aren't you? How's your leg?"
"It's fine. Bandaged it"
"Good for you."
"Sempai."
"Yeah?"
Rukawa took a deep breath. /this is it. Its now or never./
"Well.here"
Rukawa took out a clean and freshly washed dark blue handkerchief. The one that Mitsui had lent him earlier. He shoved it to Mitsui's hand.
"Thanks for it again."
/Phew. glad that's over. I hope nobody saw that. or I'm doomed for my image./
Mitsui looked surprised and then smiled.
" You didn't have to return it so fast. And you're welcomed"
".."
"Well, you aren't planning to stand here all day are you? Hurry up and get changed. We'll go to the court and get some warm ups first."
"Hai."
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*After two hours*
"All right people! Gather round!" roared Akagi to the whole basketball team.
Within seconds everyone gathered around the captain.
"Right, tomorrow we might have to extend our practice time until 6.30 in the evening.," said Akagi firmly.
Almost instantly the captain's words took effect. Groans and moans could be heard coming from everyone.
"Listen! On Saturday we might have to cancel our practice because there will be a meeting for me, Kogure and Anzai-sensei with Josen High School's captain and club teacher on Saturday. We are planning to have a friendly match to prepare ourselves for the up coming tournament." Explain Akagi.
"Hmm. a friendly match might be a good start for the tournament." Said Miyagi thoughtfully.
"I'm game for it.," said Mitsui confidently.
Rukawa just merely nodded in agreement.
"Nyahahahaha!! The tensai is ready for anything!" boast Sakuragi.
"Be quiet Sakuragi! Its not confirmed yet. We still might have the practice for Saturday and a normal practice for tomorrow. Anzai-sensei will tell me soon."
"If it only involves you, Kogure and Anzei-sensei, why must we cancel our practice?" asked Miyagi.
Akagi gave him a hard glare, and then to Mitsui, Rukawa and Sakuragi. "There will be no one to supervise you troublemakers, yes, that includes you Sakuragi, when we're away.
"Huh? The tensai never gets himself to trouble! Nyahahaha!"
Akagi raised one of his eyebrows. "Oh really, then why is it that I received a note saying that you have discipline problem and might get banned from playing basketball if you don't change your attitude?" Asked Akagi with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"Oh, that.. er, um.. uh.. ah! They are just jealous of the tensai's abilities! Nyahaha!" answer Sakuragi triumphantly.
"Hn, Baka. Anyway. The plan was Anzai-sensei's idea. He said that it would be a good idea to have a day off for Saturday." Said Akagi looking as though that is not a good idea at all. "Anyway, I want you all to get yourselves free from any tuitions or problems on Friday evening just incase. You will be informed tomorrow. Any questions? Okay, that's all for today. Dismiss."
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*Back in the locker room*
Rukawa was one of the last to pack up and go home. Or he thought he was the last, until he saw his sempai sitting on a bench, frowning or so, while clutching his left leg. Its either Rukawa was sick or he was just being pure nice. He went over to his sempai.
"Sempai, What's the matter?"
"Eh? Not going back yet? Oh well, its that damned old injury. Must've sprained it or so during the training back then."
"..."
"Useless thing. Guess I'll just have to limp back. Better be going. See ya."
"..Wait! I'll help you back to your place."
"Huh? Nah, its not necessary."
"You help me once. My turn in return."
".Hey! Its not like I'm expecting something or 'nything like that y'know. I was just helping out."
"So am I."
". You sure you won't mind?"
"No."
"Mmm..Okay then. It'd be great to have a helping hand."
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Mitsui and Rukawa was walking back to Mitsui's house, with his left leg limping, one of his hand on Rukawa's shoulder and one of Rukawa's around his waist supporting him.
"Sorry to trouble you and all, Rukawa"
"No problem"
"Um. am I like, to heavy for you?"
"No."
"I see."
They walked in silence for a few minutes. Each deep in their own thoughts, until something broke the silence.
"Mitsui Hisashi! Not in a very good condition I see. Well, tough luck. We're here to cream you today!"
Mitsui and Rukawa snapped out of their thoughts. They saw three guys standing in front of them. The front one, the plumper one, holding a kind of steel pipe seems to be the leader.
"Oh shit. They were the gangsters I use to fight last time. What a time to get revenge. Especially when I'm like this!" Said Mitsui with a slight worry tone in his voice. "You better get out of here Rukawa. Won't want you to get involved."
Rukawa said nothing. But he let go of his sempai and walked towards the gangsters,
"H-hey! Come back Rukawa! You don't know who you're messing with!"
Rukawa turned a deaf ear to his sempai and continue walking until he was face to face with the gangster leader. "Huh? Who are you? Get out of the way you stupid boy before I land this on your face" threatened the leader nastily. He swung his steel pipe up and got ready to strike.
Mitsui couldn't stand to watch. All he could hear was *Pow! Wham! Bam! Biff! Dush! Crash! Thud!*
In no sooner than 2 minutes, Mitsui found himself before the three gangsters lay piling on top of each other, all whacked inside-out and a badly bruised but still standing Rukawa, with a satisfying look on his face.
Mitsui was really impressed. "Wow, u took on all three of them less than 2 minutes and you sill standing? You'd make a model gangster with your extraordinary fighting skills!"
Rukawa said nothing. He was busy rubbing his bruise on his head and face before returning to his sempai and helping him once again. But suddenly.
"Hey you two there! Stop!"
"Oh shit!! Policemen! RUNNN!!!" yelled Mitsui.
Rukawa just grabbed his sempai's arm round his shoulder while his hand on his waist and followed his sempai's advice. Run. Mitsui was limping madly beside him until they finally lost the policemen.
They rested at a corner, while trying to catch their breath.
"Pant~pant. First gangsters, then policemen, huff-huff. what next?!"
"Huh~huh~huh~fuh.."
"I got so into running that I actually forgot to breath. Huh~huh. You'd make a rising star in the gangsters career ya know. Though I'm not advising you to go for it."
"...huh."
"But what d'ya know? We actually ran till my house. It's just a few blocks away. I think I can handle it from here."
"I'll take you back home."
"There's really no need."
"..." Rukawa didn't look like he will give up. So Mitsui gave up instead.
"Sigh, alright. By the way, Rukawa, I heard you stay in a condominium down the street."
"..yes."
"Ahh, I see. Man, your parents are gonna freak seeing those bruises all over you. And it's all my fault. I'm really sorry." Said Mitsui glumly.
"They won't." answered Rukawa very quietly
"Why? I mean, surely they care about you?"
"I don't live with them"
"Huh? Where are your parents then?'
"Overseas. They have been working out station for years. They only come back bout twice a year. I rarely see them." Answered Rukawa shortly.
"Whoa. how do you manage your place if they are not with you?"
"I can take care of myself. They sent money back every now and then."
"So..this means you have been living alone all the freakin time?"
"...yes."
At an instant, Mitsui knew he asked a wee bit too many questions. He couldn't find anything to say. And he was always complaining bout his parents. /well, that explains his weird behavior a lot./
"I'll leave you here sempai. See you."
"Oh, okay. Thanks for you help. Be seeing you tomorrow."
Rukawa didn't say anything in return but he just walked off, down the street.
Mitsui watched until Rukawa disappeared out of sight. And walked slowly into his house. / "...yes."/ He noted how hard and bitter Rukawa's voice sounded when he answered that question. /poor guy, loneliness must've been his only close friend. Maybe if I start being nicer to him from now on.../
"Mum, I'm home." said Mitsui without even listening to what his mother had to say to nag him about coming back late. The pain in his leg has suddenly vanished. Not only his pain, his feelings of joy and emotion all seemed to vanished too, with Rukawa miserable face and cold bitter hard voice replaying in his mind, over and over again.
(to be continued) ***********************************************************************
Author's note: that was a bit longer than usual. The ending sucked. To be continued. I have the plot ready but dunno if I still have the inspiration to write more. Sorry for the English mistakes.Ah well, c ya in da next chapter if u are still interested. Jya~~