Shinichi nii-chan
Genre: Romance/Humor
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk is the intellectual property of Takehiko Inoue sensei.
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Chapter Seven
"Contact lenses? What on earth do you mean contact lenses?" Maki narrowed his eyes in a mixture of surprise and shock.
Shina made an impatient click of her tongue, "I mean contact lenses. You know, those things that you put in your eyes so that you can see? C-O-N-T-A-C-T-L-E-N-S-E-S. Repeat after me: Con-tact lens-es…"
"Yes I know what contact lenses are, don't be a moron," Maki sighed, "But why do you need to get them?"
"What, nii-chan, you actually expect me to be stuck with these horrendous glasses forever?" Shina pulled off her spectacles and glared at them through foggy vision.
"Alright, alright," Maki sighed again, "And when did you become so sassy?"
He rather missed the sweet little girl who whined more than she bit.
"Since." Shina smiled mysteriously at him. All of a sudden Maki realized that she had grown up. No longer a pigtailed little sister running after him, whining and crying half of the time. She had not cried in a long time and was apparently more mature than she was before.
I guess we all grew up.
She was already 15, and next year, she will be going to the United States with her parents. (Plans for Tokyo University were dumped.) There was no guarantee of when she would come back as it depended on the length of her parents' business trip. Maki suddenly realized that he would really miss her. She took up a large part of his life and he knew that his days would look empty in her absence.
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"There, nice?" Shina turned to him, beaming expectantly. Maki blinked. For the first time in her life, Shina looked focused even without glasses. Her large brown eyes twinkled merrily.
"Eh, nice," He muttered, "Don't they twitch when you put those glasses in?"
"I kind of got used to it, nii-chan, the optician's been helping me,"
"Oh,"
Shina grinned at her Shinichi nii-chan fondly. Lately, there were about a
hundred girls from university who followed him home – without his knowledge, of
course. Maki nearly died when he found a videotaping camera hidden in his room.
Under severe interrogation, Shina admitted that the girls bribed her into
planting that camera. Well, everyone wanted to see Maki Shinichi shirtless
and perhaps even more.
"You've been looking distracted lately, nii-chan," She pointed out.
"…huh?" Maki raised his head from thoughts.
"You are tired aren't you? Let's go home," She slipped her arm through his and they went off together.
Maki was left to wonder why he felt strangely warm and happy whenever Shina held his arm like that.
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[A/N: This is really appalling. *Shakes head* I've been going on and off this fic – so often that the plot's broken in many places. *Sobs in despair* I will finish this next chapter and send Shina off to USA. With luck, I might be able to continue with a better story that follows when Shina comes back. Meanwhile, let this be a note for all writers – long hiatuses are not good.]