Pride and Prejudice – Part 14
By: Ghostwriter
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"Go Shohoku!" the fans from the bleachers called out as they marched out from the doors opening to the court..
"Nyahahaha! Listen to them cheer for the tensai!" Hanamichi laughed again.
"Do'aho."
A huge bead of sweat-ran down the nape of Akane's neck. It was almost time to start the match
"Aya-chan, I'm doing this for you," Miyagi cried, whilst holding Ayako's hands. She was already well enough to leave the hospital but the doctor advised her not to do anything tiring for the next three weeks. And managing the Shohoku team's discipline is even more taxing than running a cross country marathon.
"Ganbatte (Work hard), Mito-kun," Haruko said, blushing slightly. Turning to Hanamichi and Rukawa, "and you too, Sakuragi-kun and Rukawa-kun," she added.
"Hai!" Yohei replied. Hanamichi and Rukawa exchanged looks of steely determination. You can feel the air cackling with tension between them.
Meanwhile, a good two meters away…
"Don't be disgraced out there, Mitchy," Akane said as she tapped him on the shoulder. Mitsui turned around to face her. "It'll look bad on me too."
Mitsui looked slightly annoyed but couldn't help being pleased by her unvoiced encouragement. "I've never disgraced myself before."
"Oh yes you have," Akane said, her eyes twinkling. "You lost to me at our first match."
"Hmphf," Mitsui snorted. "You were lucky."
"You're living in denial."
"I'm not," Mitsui replied stubbornly.
The referee blew his whistle, signaling for the players to on court.
"Yare yare." (Ghost: It loosely translates into, "There he goes again.") Akane laid her fingers onto her lips and touched his cheek. "It's a custom in America among the foreigners that a girl should kiss the guy before a game, as good luck charm," she explained. "But as Japanese, we're not that open, so that'll just have to do."
Mitsui arched an eyebrow at her. Her gesture of affection had shocked him even more than the time she did the fade-away three pointer in his face.
"Hayakku (Hurry up), Mitchy,"
"Yeah," Mitchy called. "Thanks," he said, with a slight pinkish tinge on his cheek.
"We're the strongest," they cried as they walked onto the court.
"They look good," Ayako commented as the referee threw the ball into the air. Hanamichi, having perfected his skills, swap the ball away into the waiting hands of Miyagi.
"They are good," Akane replied with pride.
"Especially Mitsui-senpai, ne?" Ayako said slyly.
"Yeah," Akane replied her eyes still on the game. Hanagata was defending Hanamichi very thoroughly. Hanamichi passed the ball swiftly to Yohei. She blushed slightly when she realized her slip up.
"How are you guys getting along now?" Ayako asked.
"Fine, they are not so bad once you get used to them." Yohei passed the ball to Rukawa. Surprisingly, Hanamichi did not go into fits when he did that.
Ayako rolled her eyes. "Don't even try to change the subject. You know I'm talking about you and Mitsui-senpai." Rukawa took aim and released the ball. It went cleanly through the net. (Ghost: Of course it went in. What do you expect?)
The stadium broke into applause and cheers from Shohoku's side. Haruko and the other members on the bench were too busy cheering to take notice of the two girl's conversation.
"He's ok," Akane said carefully after the applause died down. "But he vomits when he looks at a dissected frog." Akane couldn't help smiling at the memory.
Ayako raised an eyebrow. "It seems that you guys are getting along more than fine."
"Well, we still have a few months to go before we graduate. We might be able to become friends," Akane replied evasively.
"Or more than that," added Ayako. "We should concentrate on the game." The ball was in Shohoku's possession again and the score was now 12 – 10 in Shohoku's favor. Time was running out since Shoyo had put on a tight knit offence.
Miyagi dribbled the ball as he approached them. He was met by a Shoyo player that was at least 10 centimeters taller than him. Rukawa signaled for him to pass the ball to him. Miyagi did not hesitate to do just that.
Rukawa dribbled the ball effortlessly as Fujima guarded him. He could feel Fujima's defense weakening slightly.
He has certainly improved a lot since the last time we met, Fujima thought. Rukawa was certainly putting up a good fight. The sophomore guarding Yohei, saw Fujima's dilemma moved away to help his captain, leaving Yohei free.
"Zone press," Ayako said under her breath, as she watched the two tall players guard the raven haired freshman. Her earlier conversation with Akane was momentarily forgotten. She looked at the timer Akane was holding, "5 more seconds"
From the corner of his eye, Rukawa noticed that Yohei's free and was running towards the basket. Without hesitating, he threw the ball to Yohei. Yohei stood in front of the foul line.
"4!" the crowd chanted.
Yohei too aim.
"3!"
And he released the ball.
"2!"
The ball sailed through the air.
"1!"
The ball went in.
"0!"
The stadium erupted into cheers as Hanamichi patted him on the back, demanding where he learned how to do a jump shot like that.
"Remember the training camp we had for you last summer and you did 20 000 jumps shots?" Yohei asked as they ran back side by side.
"Yeah."
"Well, I spent two weeks looking at you do it. Don't you think I should have learnt some things as well?" Yohei winked at Hanamichi. "You're not the only tensai around."
"Nyahahaha…you're right. But there can only be one basket-o man Sakuragi Hanamichi! Nyahahaha," Hanamichi proclaimed as he laughed crazily again.
Yohei smiled as he went into a defensive stance. It was good to be fighting alongside Hanamichi again. After the red head had joined the basketball team, he seldom got into fights anymore. It was nice to know that they were still together watching each others backs.
The Shohoku team was cheering their lungs out. Akane and Ayako ceased to talk but concentrated on the game.
***
The first half ended with the score tied. 42 – 42
As the team trooped off the court, Ayako leaned over towards Akane and whispered, "Your Mit-chan is coming."
To her utmost horror, Akane felt her face go red as Mitsui and the others approached them.
"What's wrong with you? Your face looks like a ripe tomato – red. Are you ill or something?" he asked her.
Akane blushed even harder when he laid his palm on her forehead. It did not help with Ayako snickering as she and the others walked off heading for the locker room. "I'm ok," she said as he took his hand of her forehead. She quickly followed the others to the locker room.
Mitsui stood there a while, pondering over her sudden bashful behavior before going to the locker room himself.
***
In the last ten seconds of the game, it was exceptionally exciting. The score was still a tie and Shoyo somewhat seemed revived during the half time earlier on.
Miyagi effectively stole the ball and passed it to Rukawa. It was probably a bad move since three of Shoyo's players abandon their posts and went to help Fujima guard Rukawa. It was probably their last resort – to make Rukawa unable to score and effectively gain extra time.
Rukawa was unable to get the ball out of the tight defense the four Shoyo players had erected.
Instead, he jumped and threw the ball towards the hoop.
Threw – no aiming, no position – nothing.
Everyone in the stadium held their breath.
"It's too high," Haruko said. Anyone with a bit of basketball knowledge predicted it'll never go in.
Suddenly, Hanamichi was there and he jumped, high, caught the ball and smashed it through the hoop.
The entire audience was shocked.
"Ally hoop," Akane said, breathlessly.
"Rukawa and Sakuragi," Ayako added with her eyes wide with disbelief.
The entire stadium erupted with thunderous applause. The players shook hands as a sign of good sportsmanship and one by one, they walked off the court.
All the members on the Shohoku bench were applauding and cheering, slapping each other on their backs. Miyagi was all over Ayako, who for once lost control and hugged him. Miyagi immediately floated into seventh heaven.
Through the midst of the joyful racket, Mitsui winked at Akane and she smiled back at him.
***
Mitsui waited for Akane as she packed up everything from the bench. The rest of the guys were in the shower room – some of them taking a relaxing shower whilst the others lounge around chatting happily. Ayako had gone home. After 6 consecutive wins, they were all in extremely high spirits.
"So, did I disgrace you?" he asked.
Akane thought of his outstanding performance – 9 three pointers and various plays during the game before replying, "No, you did not."
Mitsui grinned and winked at her, "I guess the lucky charm worked after all. Maybe you should give me that before every game."
Akane turned away, feeling her face go red again. What was this feeling she was experiencing now? He was practically flirting with her! No one flirts with the ugly fat girl! Yes he must be playing with her, knowing she won't take his advances seriously.
"I'm sure you can find loads of other females, wanting to give you the lucky charm,"
Mitsui laughed and asked instead, "Are you going to the celebration?"
"Yeah, and I think you need to take a shower now. You stink!" Akane wrinkled her nose to make her point.
Mitsui laughed as she tugged him to where the other guys were.
***
Mitsui was thinking deeply as he stepped into the shower. He turned the knob to turn the shower on to the full blast. The warm water ran down his face, neck, his strong arms, and well muscled arms in artful trails, relaxing his tensed muscles. (Ghost: Nosebleeds Wow, he's hot!)
Is it possible that I've gotten a crush on her? Mitsui asked himself. With obake (monster)? Nah! Besides, I've passed the stage where my hormones are still crazy. And she is certainly not the type of girl that a guy with have a crush on.
Then, could it be love?
But even he could not deny how he felt about her when she touched his cheek. Her expression she wore when she explained the meaning of her gesture. Mitsui unconsciously touched his cheek. No one had ever done that for him before.
During his outstanding career in Junior High, he had never been interested in girls. Of course, there were loads of girls willing to be his girlfriend, but his first love was basketball. After his injury, he had slipped into the shadows. The girls he knew that time would most probably either slap him on the back or kiss him forcefully on the lips. But they were his 'friends' only because of his influence or body.
And after he had rejoined the basketball team, he seldom saw them anymore. And of course, all the girls now are head over heels in love with Rukawa. He used to envy the handsome freshmen. He had everything – basketball, the chicks and money. He could tell from the way he dressed and the model of the disc man he carries around. Not many people noticed it, but Rukawa changes his disc man every few weeks. And the ones he buys are always the newest model.
Of course, as the son of Mitsui Keiji, he had money. And he has basketball again.
And he didn't want all those fan girls hanging all over him anymore.
The only woman he wants now is Katsura Akane.
Did I just think of that? Mitsui asked himself slapping his forehead. Boy, I've really got it bad now. He smiled as he thought of the chubby temporary manageress.
Sure, she wasn't Miss Supermodel and her character is flawed. She's tom- boyish, temperamental, often rude, stubborn, hot-tempered, aggressive, and violent. Mitsui scowled as he recalled how she had hit him with her shoe. But she was also generous, loyal, and at times sensitive too. She'll most probably never be a beauty but there are just times he just wants to grab her and kiss her lights out! And not to mention she looks really cute when she scowls at him.
He just loves arguing with her, even though he knows she has got a point. To him, it was fun and a great way to blow of steam (Ghost: sweat-drop guys.), since she never seems to remember their little tiffs after a while. So there were no hard feelings between them.
And she is probably the only girl that likes him for who he is, not his basketball skills, his money, or anything else. But she is just wants to be friend because she enjoys his company.
Ok, it's confirmed, Mitsui groaned softly at the thought. I'm really in love with her. But not like I'm going to admit it or anything. (Ghost: Coward!) He grinned to himself. He could just picture her expression if he did confess his feelings towards her. She'll probably look at him and faint.
"Faint?" Mitsui muttered to himself, laughing at the thought. For a girl that thinks of hitting her attacker if she gets attacked will most probably won't faint at a mere love confession.
He wondered when he actually fell for her. Actually, he thinks that he had started liking her the instant he opened the class door on the first day of school after vacation to see her deliver a long list of rather lame excuses for being late to an absent teacher. He thought he disliked her after the little incident of her punching his team mate.
But he had gradually forgiven her. For one, if Hanamichi could forgive her and actually respect her, she was something. Second, she did dutifully hand him his list of work and notes to copy when he missed his classes for practices. If not, he would most probably have failed his examinations and get kicked out of the team.
Mitsui sighed resignedly. He had always thought that the girl he will love would be gentle, soft-spoken, pretty, and if possible, with a body of a goddess. And he had fallen in love with one that is the complete opposite. How ironic can the world get? Akane was the type of person that you can be a buddy with, not a lover. She doesn't need to be protected, people needs to be protected from her!
And most ironic of all things, he is starting to love her just the way she is. The way her hair gets messed up after practice, the way her eyes sparkle when she laughs, the way she stamps her feet when she gets mad. He just wants her for the way she is, simply because she can accept him the way for who he is.
Mitsui shook his head. His thoughts and emotions were in one huge jumble now. He can't really think clearly where Katsura Akane was concern. There were times he just wants to hold her in his times and also other times when he can cheerfully strangle her.
His train of thought was broken by Miyagi's shouting on the other side of the door. "Mitchy, are you in there? Have you drowned or something?" Miyagi yelled.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming!" Mitsui called back. My musings will just have to wait later, he thought as he wrapped the fluffy white towel around his waist. (Ghost: I still can't stop nose bleeding. Stuffs extra tissues into her nostrils.)
"What is it?" he asked, annoyed as he opened the door and walked out of the shower stall.
There was an evil gleam in Miyagi's eyes as he placed an arm on Mitsui's back. "You see, we've been noticing that…"
***
Disclaimer: I don't own SD.
Orororo, what evil scheme has our new captain planned?
I must say, this is an exceptionally long chapter.
Reviews!!! REVIEWS!!!!! You guys are so bad. Come on…I'm in desperate need of some encouragement here!
Ghostwriter
4 May 2002
By: Ghostwriter
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"Go Shohoku!" the fans from the bleachers called out as they marched out from the doors opening to the court..
"Nyahahaha! Listen to them cheer for the tensai!" Hanamichi laughed again.
"Do'aho."
A huge bead of sweat-ran down the nape of Akane's neck. It was almost time to start the match
"Aya-chan, I'm doing this for you," Miyagi cried, whilst holding Ayako's hands. She was already well enough to leave the hospital but the doctor advised her not to do anything tiring for the next three weeks. And managing the Shohoku team's discipline is even more taxing than running a cross country marathon.
"Ganbatte (Work hard), Mito-kun," Haruko said, blushing slightly. Turning to Hanamichi and Rukawa, "and you too, Sakuragi-kun and Rukawa-kun," she added.
"Hai!" Yohei replied. Hanamichi and Rukawa exchanged looks of steely determination. You can feel the air cackling with tension between them.
Meanwhile, a good two meters away…
"Don't be disgraced out there, Mitchy," Akane said as she tapped him on the shoulder. Mitsui turned around to face her. "It'll look bad on me too."
Mitsui looked slightly annoyed but couldn't help being pleased by her unvoiced encouragement. "I've never disgraced myself before."
"Oh yes you have," Akane said, her eyes twinkling. "You lost to me at our first match."
"Hmphf," Mitsui snorted. "You were lucky."
"You're living in denial."
"I'm not," Mitsui replied stubbornly.
The referee blew his whistle, signaling for the players to on court.
"Yare yare." (Ghost: It loosely translates into, "There he goes again.") Akane laid her fingers onto her lips and touched his cheek. "It's a custom in America among the foreigners that a girl should kiss the guy before a game, as good luck charm," she explained. "But as Japanese, we're not that open, so that'll just have to do."
Mitsui arched an eyebrow at her. Her gesture of affection had shocked him even more than the time she did the fade-away three pointer in his face.
"Hayakku (Hurry up), Mitchy,"
"Yeah," Mitchy called. "Thanks," he said, with a slight pinkish tinge on his cheek.
"We're the strongest," they cried as they walked onto the court.
"They look good," Ayako commented as the referee threw the ball into the air. Hanamichi, having perfected his skills, swap the ball away into the waiting hands of Miyagi.
"They are good," Akane replied with pride.
"Especially Mitsui-senpai, ne?" Ayako said slyly.
"Yeah," Akane replied her eyes still on the game. Hanagata was defending Hanamichi very thoroughly. Hanamichi passed the ball swiftly to Yohei. She blushed slightly when she realized her slip up.
"How are you guys getting along now?" Ayako asked.
"Fine, they are not so bad once you get used to them." Yohei passed the ball to Rukawa. Surprisingly, Hanamichi did not go into fits when he did that.
Ayako rolled her eyes. "Don't even try to change the subject. You know I'm talking about you and Mitsui-senpai." Rukawa took aim and released the ball. It went cleanly through the net. (Ghost: Of course it went in. What do you expect?)
The stadium broke into applause and cheers from Shohoku's side. Haruko and the other members on the bench were too busy cheering to take notice of the two girl's conversation.
"He's ok," Akane said carefully after the applause died down. "But he vomits when he looks at a dissected frog." Akane couldn't help smiling at the memory.
Ayako raised an eyebrow. "It seems that you guys are getting along more than fine."
"Well, we still have a few months to go before we graduate. We might be able to become friends," Akane replied evasively.
"Or more than that," added Ayako. "We should concentrate on the game." The ball was in Shohoku's possession again and the score was now 12 – 10 in Shohoku's favor. Time was running out since Shoyo had put on a tight knit offence.
Miyagi dribbled the ball as he approached them. He was met by a Shoyo player that was at least 10 centimeters taller than him. Rukawa signaled for him to pass the ball to him. Miyagi did not hesitate to do just that.
Rukawa dribbled the ball effortlessly as Fujima guarded him. He could feel Fujima's defense weakening slightly.
He has certainly improved a lot since the last time we met, Fujima thought. Rukawa was certainly putting up a good fight. The sophomore guarding Yohei, saw Fujima's dilemma moved away to help his captain, leaving Yohei free.
"Zone press," Ayako said under her breath, as she watched the two tall players guard the raven haired freshman. Her earlier conversation with Akane was momentarily forgotten. She looked at the timer Akane was holding, "5 more seconds"
From the corner of his eye, Rukawa noticed that Yohei's free and was running towards the basket. Without hesitating, he threw the ball to Yohei. Yohei stood in front of the foul line.
"4!" the crowd chanted.
Yohei too aim.
"3!"
And he released the ball.
"2!"
The ball sailed through the air.
"1!"
The ball went in.
"0!"
The stadium erupted into cheers as Hanamichi patted him on the back, demanding where he learned how to do a jump shot like that.
"Remember the training camp we had for you last summer and you did 20 000 jumps shots?" Yohei asked as they ran back side by side.
"Yeah."
"Well, I spent two weeks looking at you do it. Don't you think I should have learnt some things as well?" Yohei winked at Hanamichi. "You're not the only tensai around."
"Nyahahaha…you're right. But there can only be one basket-o man Sakuragi Hanamichi! Nyahahaha," Hanamichi proclaimed as he laughed crazily again.
Yohei smiled as he went into a defensive stance. It was good to be fighting alongside Hanamichi again. After the red head had joined the basketball team, he seldom got into fights anymore. It was nice to know that they were still together watching each others backs.
The Shohoku team was cheering their lungs out. Akane and Ayako ceased to talk but concentrated on the game.
***
The first half ended with the score tied. 42 – 42
As the team trooped off the court, Ayako leaned over towards Akane and whispered, "Your Mit-chan is coming."
To her utmost horror, Akane felt her face go red as Mitsui and the others approached them.
"What's wrong with you? Your face looks like a ripe tomato – red. Are you ill or something?" he asked her.
Akane blushed even harder when he laid his palm on her forehead. It did not help with Ayako snickering as she and the others walked off heading for the locker room. "I'm ok," she said as he took his hand of her forehead. She quickly followed the others to the locker room.
Mitsui stood there a while, pondering over her sudden bashful behavior before going to the locker room himself.
***
In the last ten seconds of the game, it was exceptionally exciting. The score was still a tie and Shoyo somewhat seemed revived during the half time earlier on.
Miyagi effectively stole the ball and passed it to Rukawa. It was probably a bad move since three of Shoyo's players abandon their posts and went to help Fujima guard Rukawa. It was probably their last resort – to make Rukawa unable to score and effectively gain extra time.
Rukawa was unable to get the ball out of the tight defense the four Shoyo players had erected.
Instead, he jumped and threw the ball towards the hoop.
Threw – no aiming, no position – nothing.
Everyone in the stadium held their breath.
"It's too high," Haruko said. Anyone with a bit of basketball knowledge predicted it'll never go in.
Suddenly, Hanamichi was there and he jumped, high, caught the ball and smashed it through the hoop.
The entire audience was shocked.
"Ally hoop," Akane said, breathlessly.
"Rukawa and Sakuragi," Ayako added with her eyes wide with disbelief.
The entire stadium erupted with thunderous applause. The players shook hands as a sign of good sportsmanship and one by one, they walked off the court.
All the members on the Shohoku bench were applauding and cheering, slapping each other on their backs. Miyagi was all over Ayako, who for once lost control and hugged him. Miyagi immediately floated into seventh heaven.
Through the midst of the joyful racket, Mitsui winked at Akane and she smiled back at him.
***
Mitsui waited for Akane as she packed up everything from the bench. The rest of the guys were in the shower room – some of them taking a relaxing shower whilst the others lounge around chatting happily. Ayako had gone home. After 6 consecutive wins, they were all in extremely high spirits.
"So, did I disgrace you?" he asked.
Akane thought of his outstanding performance – 9 three pointers and various plays during the game before replying, "No, you did not."
Mitsui grinned and winked at her, "I guess the lucky charm worked after all. Maybe you should give me that before every game."
Akane turned away, feeling her face go red again. What was this feeling she was experiencing now? He was practically flirting with her! No one flirts with the ugly fat girl! Yes he must be playing with her, knowing she won't take his advances seriously.
"I'm sure you can find loads of other females, wanting to give you the lucky charm,"
Mitsui laughed and asked instead, "Are you going to the celebration?"
"Yeah, and I think you need to take a shower now. You stink!" Akane wrinkled her nose to make her point.
Mitsui laughed as she tugged him to where the other guys were.
***
Mitsui was thinking deeply as he stepped into the shower. He turned the knob to turn the shower on to the full blast. The warm water ran down his face, neck, his strong arms, and well muscled arms in artful trails, relaxing his tensed muscles. (Ghost: Nosebleeds Wow, he's hot!)
Is it possible that I've gotten a crush on her? Mitsui asked himself. With obake (monster)? Nah! Besides, I've passed the stage where my hormones are still crazy. And she is certainly not the type of girl that a guy with have a crush on.
Then, could it be love?
But even he could not deny how he felt about her when she touched his cheek. Her expression she wore when she explained the meaning of her gesture. Mitsui unconsciously touched his cheek. No one had ever done that for him before.
During his outstanding career in Junior High, he had never been interested in girls. Of course, there were loads of girls willing to be his girlfriend, but his first love was basketball. After his injury, he had slipped into the shadows. The girls he knew that time would most probably either slap him on the back or kiss him forcefully on the lips. But they were his 'friends' only because of his influence or body.
And after he had rejoined the basketball team, he seldom saw them anymore. And of course, all the girls now are head over heels in love with Rukawa. He used to envy the handsome freshmen. He had everything – basketball, the chicks and money. He could tell from the way he dressed and the model of the disc man he carries around. Not many people noticed it, but Rukawa changes his disc man every few weeks. And the ones he buys are always the newest model.
Of course, as the son of Mitsui Keiji, he had money. And he has basketball again.
And he didn't want all those fan girls hanging all over him anymore.
The only woman he wants now is Katsura Akane.
Did I just think of that? Mitsui asked himself slapping his forehead. Boy, I've really got it bad now. He smiled as he thought of the chubby temporary manageress.
Sure, she wasn't Miss Supermodel and her character is flawed. She's tom- boyish, temperamental, often rude, stubborn, hot-tempered, aggressive, and violent. Mitsui scowled as he recalled how she had hit him with her shoe. But she was also generous, loyal, and at times sensitive too. She'll most probably never be a beauty but there are just times he just wants to grab her and kiss her lights out! And not to mention she looks really cute when she scowls at him.
He just loves arguing with her, even though he knows she has got a point. To him, it was fun and a great way to blow of steam (Ghost: sweat-drop guys.), since she never seems to remember their little tiffs after a while. So there were no hard feelings between them.
And she is probably the only girl that likes him for who he is, not his basketball skills, his money, or anything else. But she is just wants to be friend because she enjoys his company.
Ok, it's confirmed, Mitsui groaned softly at the thought. I'm really in love with her. But not like I'm going to admit it or anything. (Ghost: Coward!) He grinned to himself. He could just picture her expression if he did confess his feelings towards her. She'll probably look at him and faint.
"Faint?" Mitsui muttered to himself, laughing at the thought. For a girl that thinks of hitting her attacker if she gets attacked will most probably won't faint at a mere love confession.
He wondered when he actually fell for her. Actually, he thinks that he had started liking her the instant he opened the class door on the first day of school after vacation to see her deliver a long list of rather lame excuses for being late to an absent teacher. He thought he disliked her after the little incident of her punching his team mate.
But he had gradually forgiven her. For one, if Hanamichi could forgive her and actually respect her, she was something. Second, she did dutifully hand him his list of work and notes to copy when he missed his classes for practices. If not, he would most probably have failed his examinations and get kicked out of the team.
Mitsui sighed resignedly. He had always thought that the girl he will love would be gentle, soft-spoken, pretty, and if possible, with a body of a goddess. And he had fallen in love with one that is the complete opposite. How ironic can the world get? Akane was the type of person that you can be a buddy with, not a lover. She doesn't need to be protected, people needs to be protected from her!
And most ironic of all things, he is starting to love her just the way she is. The way her hair gets messed up after practice, the way her eyes sparkle when she laughs, the way she stamps her feet when she gets mad. He just wants her for the way she is, simply because she can accept him the way for who he is.
Mitsui shook his head. His thoughts and emotions were in one huge jumble now. He can't really think clearly where Katsura Akane was concern. There were times he just wants to hold her in his times and also other times when he can cheerfully strangle her.
His train of thought was broken by Miyagi's shouting on the other side of the door. "Mitchy, are you in there? Have you drowned or something?" Miyagi yelled.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming!" Mitsui called back. My musings will just have to wait later, he thought as he wrapped the fluffy white towel around his waist. (Ghost: I still can't stop nose bleeding. Stuffs extra tissues into her nostrils.)
"What is it?" he asked, annoyed as he opened the door and walked out of the shower stall.
There was an evil gleam in Miyagi's eyes as he placed an arm on Mitsui's back. "You see, we've been noticing that…"
***
Disclaimer: I don't own SD.
Orororo, what evil scheme has our new captain planned?
I must say, this is an exceptionally long chapter.
Reviews!!! REVIEWS!!!!! You guys are so bad. Come on…I'm in desperate need of some encouragement here!
Ghostwriter
4 May 2002