Author: athleticDepartment
Genre: Romance/Drama; Yaoi; RuMit/MitRu with a little SenMit
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk is not mine...a Japanese guy named Inoue Takehiko own 'em...
Author's note: Yeah, I know...the previous chapter was crappy...it gets better though! (I hope...) R&R minna!!! ^_____^ sorry if it took long to update...computer crashed or something... ^-^;
By the way, A BIG THANK YOU TO THE FIRST THREE REVIEWERS OF MINE!!!
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A LITTLE BIT: THE SECOND CHAPTER
"My goodness! How could I have forgotten those files?" a tired looking Ayako said to herself.
She was almost halfway out the school gates when she noticed that the Basketball club files she was supposed to finish tonight was not present in her bag. Ayako turned to run back to the lockers and passed by her two seniors, Mitsui and Kogure, then bidding them goodbye again. She turned and went inside the school's main entrance.
"I hope they're still there though..." The manageress hoped. She ran through the familiar hallways of the Shohoku high school building. Her heeled shoes made clinking sounds echoing down the hallway. Almost everyone went home already, and she was alone.
She almost regretted going alone. It was already past sundown and the hallways were getting dark and a little creepy. Ayako slowed down her pace, now careful and wary of her surroundings. She had to retrieve them, since the deadline for those files to be submitted is tomorrow.
Ayako muttered a short plea for protection to the gods, just in case. She heard rumors from her classmates that spirits wander their school after sundown. Finally, she reached the door to the basket ball club's locker room. She reached out to the knob—
"DAMMIT!!!"
Ayako's hand ceased to move. Did she just hear someone curse? That curse definitely didn't come from her lips. Were those rumors she heard for real? She felt cold shivers down her spine. She whipped out her almighty fan in case she needed to defend herself from evil spirits.
A soft thud broke the silence. Ayako strained her ears to hear where the sound seemingly came from. She then heard the slightest hint of someone breathing. Putting her fan before her, she walked towards the door where she thinks the 'spirits' are inside. Again, she heard a thud beyond the door.
"Well, here goes nothing..."
Readying herself and her fan, Ayako reached towards the door knob. She slid it down its rail, and it opened to a semi-dark room, with a pale-skinned someone lying on its door way.
"Rukawa!" she said in a worried voice.
She went inside the room, picked up her junior and laid him on her lap. Noticing the dried line of tears, he must've been crying. His right hand was slightly clenched and red, as if he was banging on something.
"Ugh...."
Rukawa stirred. Ayako let out a sigh of relief. 'At least he's ok now...or not..."
"Ayako...sempai...?"
"Hush, Rukawa. You look awful...well, not THAT kind of awful but looks like you're stunned or something..." Ayako said in a soft voice, running her hands on Rukawa's forehead.
Rukawa said nothing, it was like he was in another world. He just followed whatever Ayako said, without really knowing what he was doing. He vaguely remembered, getting his bag and being led out of school.
After a few minutes of walking, he found himself seated on a familiar couch in a familiar room. Rukawa looked around more closely and noticed that he was actually in Ayako's house. He'd been here before in Junior High, where their team would occasionally come here to discuss game strategies or hold emergency team meetings.
He heard footsteps coming towards the room and saw Ayako enter the living room holding a tray with a glass of orange juice and some biscuits.
"Here, Rukawa. Drink this up and you'll feel better. Eat some cookies as well." Ayako served the tray on the circular table in front of Rukawa and motioned him to eat before she took her seat on the other side of the couch.
"Ayako-san, you didn't need to—"
"Listen to me. When I found you inside that room you looked pretty worn out. You aren't really like this, Rukawa so there must be something wrong with you."
Rukawa looked down at this statement. Ayako knew she was right. She knows Rukawa's character more than anyone else, one of the reasons Rukawa respects and acknowledges her. Besides, she heard him muttering his reason while he was lying there in the room.
When Rukawa still didn't reply, Ayako finally broke their silence.
"It's about Mitsui-sempai, isn't it?"
Jackpot.
Rukawa's head shot up. He turned to his manageress, shock evident in his steel blue eyes. Ayako gave him a look that said 'You don't have to hide it from me because I can see through you and you know it'.
"How'd you—?" he stammered.
"You were muttering his name while you were in your own private world. You were saying things like 'how could you?', 'damn you Sendoh' and 'I'm so stupid'. Not to mention that you seemed to have cried a lot before you fell on the floor." Ayako explained.
A bright red streak passed through Rukawa's cheeks. 'Damn, Ayako! Why do you always know what's going on with me?! It's as if you can see through me or something...' Again, Rukawa lowered his raven head. 'I can't blame her though. It's my fault that I walked into Sempai at the worst time. And now, look at me! I'm a crying sissy with nowhere to go. I can't let this happen to me. I have to uphold my tough image, I won't cry. I won't, I won't, I won't!'
Unfortunately, Rukawa's oblivious to the fact that he's already crying rivers while thinking to himself. Ayako sighed. She reached out to the tissue box nearby, got a few tissues, and started to wipe dry her poor junior's face. She wasn't comfortable seeing the Super Rookie engaged in an emotional breakdown.
"Maa, maa, Rukawa-kun. Stop crying now, it's gonna be okay..." Ayako murmured.
"NO, IT'S NOT!!!" Rukawa blurted out. He rose from his seat, then stood before Ayako, crying openly now.
"It's not like me to cry like this over some trivial matter like Mitsui Hisashi. Heck, I'm not even supposed to cry! He's totally ruining my life without him having any clue and it's so unfair! I'm not going to let this affect me anymore and get the better of me. He's the very first person I liked and this is what he gives me? An abnormal sense of behavior? No way!" he paced around the room, giving out his speech.
"Do you love him?"
Rukawa stopped pacing.
"What?"
"I said, do you love him?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"DO YOU LOVE HIM?" Ayako said more sternly.
Rukawa pondered. Did he really love him?
Ayako studied him. His answer will determine what she will say to him later on. The wait lasted for about five minutes.
"Yes...y-yes, I do. Very much." He finally answered.
Ayako searched his eyes for any signs of honesty. She found it in both his eyes.
"Well then, that should answer your problems." She said simply.
"How?"
"By saying that, your little speech a while ago is considered false. I understand that you are new to this whole 'love business' and you're not taking it quite well. Trust me, all you need is time to adjust." Said Ayako.
Exhausted, Rukawa returned to his seat in the couch. He took the chance to steady his breathing. After a while, he resumed his talking.
"I think I should tell you this. The real reason why I'm like this is that I really do love Mitsui-sempai with all my heart. But this afternoon, I overheard him talking with Kogure-san in the locker room after my private practice. I heard him say that he and—"
Rukawa gulped.
"And?"
"He said 'Akira and I'... Sendoh, Ayako. Sempai's with Sendoh." Confessed Rukawa.
Ayako nodded in understanding. Sendoh had been hanging around Shohoku sometime before and she didn't know that he was actually checking out Mitsui.
"Nee-chan, what should I do?"
There! The second chap's done and I'm off to making the third one...writing a fic really is hard, ne?Totally consumed all my brain cells.........
So tell me, is it any better or should I flush it down my toilet? Review minna!! ^_^
Genre: Romance/Drama; Yaoi; RuMit/MitRu with a little SenMit
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Slam Dunk is not mine...a Japanese guy named Inoue Takehiko own 'em...
Author's note: Yeah, I know...the previous chapter was crappy...it gets better though! (I hope...) R&R minna!!! ^_____^ sorry if it took long to update...computer crashed or something... ^-^;
By the way, A BIG THANK YOU TO THE FIRST THREE REVIEWERS OF MINE!!!
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A LITTLE BIT: THE SECOND CHAPTER
"My goodness! How could I have forgotten those files?" a tired looking Ayako said to herself.
She was almost halfway out the school gates when she noticed that the Basketball club files she was supposed to finish tonight was not present in her bag. Ayako turned to run back to the lockers and passed by her two seniors, Mitsui and Kogure, then bidding them goodbye again. She turned and went inside the school's main entrance.
"I hope they're still there though..." The manageress hoped. She ran through the familiar hallways of the Shohoku high school building. Her heeled shoes made clinking sounds echoing down the hallway. Almost everyone went home already, and she was alone.
She almost regretted going alone. It was already past sundown and the hallways were getting dark and a little creepy. Ayako slowed down her pace, now careful and wary of her surroundings. She had to retrieve them, since the deadline for those files to be submitted is tomorrow.
Ayako muttered a short plea for protection to the gods, just in case. She heard rumors from her classmates that spirits wander their school after sundown. Finally, she reached the door to the basket ball club's locker room. She reached out to the knob—
"DAMMIT!!!"
Ayako's hand ceased to move. Did she just hear someone curse? That curse definitely didn't come from her lips. Were those rumors she heard for real? She felt cold shivers down her spine. She whipped out her almighty fan in case she needed to defend herself from evil spirits.
A soft thud broke the silence. Ayako strained her ears to hear where the sound seemingly came from. She then heard the slightest hint of someone breathing. Putting her fan before her, she walked towards the door where she thinks the 'spirits' are inside. Again, she heard a thud beyond the door.
"Well, here goes nothing..."
Readying herself and her fan, Ayako reached towards the door knob. She slid it down its rail, and it opened to a semi-dark room, with a pale-skinned someone lying on its door way.
"Rukawa!" she said in a worried voice.
She went inside the room, picked up her junior and laid him on her lap. Noticing the dried line of tears, he must've been crying. His right hand was slightly clenched and red, as if he was banging on something.
"Ugh...."
Rukawa stirred. Ayako let out a sigh of relief. 'At least he's ok now...or not..."
"Ayako...sempai...?"
"Hush, Rukawa. You look awful...well, not THAT kind of awful but looks like you're stunned or something..." Ayako said in a soft voice, running her hands on Rukawa's forehead.
Rukawa said nothing, it was like he was in another world. He just followed whatever Ayako said, without really knowing what he was doing. He vaguely remembered, getting his bag and being led out of school.
After a few minutes of walking, he found himself seated on a familiar couch in a familiar room. Rukawa looked around more closely and noticed that he was actually in Ayako's house. He'd been here before in Junior High, where their team would occasionally come here to discuss game strategies or hold emergency team meetings.
He heard footsteps coming towards the room and saw Ayako enter the living room holding a tray with a glass of orange juice and some biscuits.
"Here, Rukawa. Drink this up and you'll feel better. Eat some cookies as well." Ayako served the tray on the circular table in front of Rukawa and motioned him to eat before she took her seat on the other side of the couch.
"Ayako-san, you didn't need to—"
"Listen to me. When I found you inside that room you looked pretty worn out. You aren't really like this, Rukawa so there must be something wrong with you."
Rukawa looked down at this statement. Ayako knew she was right. She knows Rukawa's character more than anyone else, one of the reasons Rukawa respects and acknowledges her. Besides, she heard him muttering his reason while he was lying there in the room.
When Rukawa still didn't reply, Ayako finally broke their silence.
"It's about Mitsui-sempai, isn't it?"
Jackpot.
Rukawa's head shot up. He turned to his manageress, shock evident in his steel blue eyes. Ayako gave him a look that said 'You don't have to hide it from me because I can see through you and you know it'.
"How'd you—?" he stammered.
"You were muttering his name while you were in your own private world. You were saying things like 'how could you?', 'damn you Sendoh' and 'I'm so stupid'. Not to mention that you seemed to have cried a lot before you fell on the floor." Ayako explained.
A bright red streak passed through Rukawa's cheeks. 'Damn, Ayako! Why do you always know what's going on with me?! It's as if you can see through me or something...' Again, Rukawa lowered his raven head. 'I can't blame her though. It's my fault that I walked into Sempai at the worst time. And now, look at me! I'm a crying sissy with nowhere to go. I can't let this happen to me. I have to uphold my tough image, I won't cry. I won't, I won't, I won't!'
Unfortunately, Rukawa's oblivious to the fact that he's already crying rivers while thinking to himself. Ayako sighed. She reached out to the tissue box nearby, got a few tissues, and started to wipe dry her poor junior's face. She wasn't comfortable seeing the Super Rookie engaged in an emotional breakdown.
"Maa, maa, Rukawa-kun. Stop crying now, it's gonna be okay..." Ayako murmured.
"NO, IT'S NOT!!!" Rukawa blurted out. He rose from his seat, then stood before Ayako, crying openly now.
"It's not like me to cry like this over some trivial matter like Mitsui Hisashi. Heck, I'm not even supposed to cry! He's totally ruining my life without him having any clue and it's so unfair! I'm not going to let this affect me anymore and get the better of me. He's the very first person I liked and this is what he gives me? An abnormal sense of behavior? No way!" he paced around the room, giving out his speech.
"Do you love him?"
Rukawa stopped pacing.
"What?"
"I said, do you love him?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"DO YOU LOVE HIM?" Ayako said more sternly.
Rukawa pondered. Did he really love him?
Ayako studied him. His answer will determine what she will say to him later on. The wait lasted for about five minutes.
"Yes...y-yes, I do. Very much." He finally answered.
Ayako searched his eyes for any signs of honesty. She found it in both his eyes.
"Well then, that should answer your problems." She said simply.
"How?"
"By saying that, your little speech a while ago is considered false. I understand that you are new to this whole 'love business' and you're not taking it quite well. Trust me, all you need is time to adjust." Said Ayako.
Exhausted, Rukawa returned to his seat in the couch. He took the chance to steady his breathing. After a while, he resumed his talking.
"I think I should tell you this. The real reason why I'm like this is that I really do love Mitsui-sempai with all my heart. But this afternoon, I overheard him talking with Kogure-san in the locker room after my private practice. I heard him say that he and—"
Rukawa gulped.
"And?"
"He said 'Akira and I'... Sendoh, Ayako. Sempai's with Sendoh." Confessed Rukawa.
Ayako nodded in understanding. Sendoh had been hanging around Shohoku sometime before and she didn't know that he was actually checking out Mitsui.
"Nee-chan, what should I do?"
There! The second chap's done and I'm off to making the third one...writing a fic really is hard, ne?Totally consumed all my brain cells.........
So tell me, is it any better or should I flush it down my toilet? Review minna!! ^_^