CrAzY/mAd
Disclaimer: If I owned Slam Dunk, I wouldn't be slogging for my senior year exam. Instead, I would be lounging around at home, reading fan fiction 24/7 and not worrying about the Internet bills. Well, since I don't own anything…go figure.
Rating: I decided to change the rating to PG-13
Synopsis: Instead of OC's going to Japan as foreign exchange students, why don't the SD boys come instead? Chaos follows when they head to sunny Malaysia…
Pairings: Little bit slashed, but nothing to worry about. Pairings shall remain a mystery until later chapters.
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After Artemis's friends were done reading CrAzY/mAd:
Elaine: *Reads through Chapter 6* You made me bi! You made me bi!! YOU MADE ME BI!!!! You know how much I like Edison Chen, Lois Koo and Nick Cheong and you freaking MADE ME BI! I like GUYS!!
Arty: but didn't you just say the other day you like Tatu because they are a gay group? How about the other day? I caught you checking out Kylie's butt!
Elaine: Argh! That has nothing to do with it!!
*Elaine uses kung fu to whack Arty up*
Melanie: You made Josh see Haruko in nothing but a TOWEL! How the [beep] hell do you know if Josh has Chest Hair? You saw him nude?!?
Arty: if I did, I'd probably puke my insides out. *makes ugliest face possible*
Melanie: How dare you insult my Josh!!
*Melanie attacks Arty with a rolled up newspaper*
Amanda: *reads the whole fic* YOU DIDN'T LET ME KISS SANO!! [beep] you! And you made Mitsui use wax strips!! That is so unmanly! I demand more parts in this fic! I don't have enough parts! And I want a steamy lemon scene with Mitsui!!
Arty:*Protesting* but this is isn't a rated fic!
Amanda: I don't care! I demand you put a lemon scene in!!
*Amanda pelts Arty with Lemons*
Arty: It's just so hard to please everyone . . . *collapses*
*Arty gets sent to the hospital*
a/n: (No, I am not typing this while lying on a hospital bed.) Sorry, for the delay. I was super busy, and had no time to do upload. What's more, I had a case of mental block, so I put of typing for a while, and took up pervy hobbit fancying instead. But anyway, sorry if this chapter doesn't live up to your expectations. I've been a little depressed really, with my exam results (mostly border line passes), my stupid computer project, class page, jogaton (there's no way I'm going to collect $80 for the friggin school) and the like. In this chapter, I put in another one of my friends who (in my opinion) is one of the best anime artists around. It's a short chapter. Maybe chapter 8 will be longer...
Chibiangel: You have a point. If I were in Haruko's shoes, I would have probably kicked Josh in the groin or something. As for Artemis ending up with someone..gee, I don't know. What if people think I'm perasan or something?
Crazy4u: In the fic, Hanamichi and Rukawa are both 17. Don't know why I did that though. (^_^);; as for Miyagi and Ayako, they're featured in this chapter! Elaine's not bi. Well, that is, I don't think she is...
TehTarik: I don't like chest hair either! It's just that all anime characters have smooth chests, so maybe waxing is their secret to smooth skin...And yes, my teacher is exceptionally dim-witted. She tried to teach us trig today, and I ended up knowing practically nil.
Nat: He he. Thanks
Chidero: it's kinda unmanly isn't it for someone like Mitsui to use waxing strips? That guy in your school is one heck of a perasan bugger. Who likes a guy who thinks he's Gods Gift to Women?
Miracle: I don't think Elaine is bi...her wild imagination is courtesy of moi. Table cloth looks better on you? *imagines miracle dressed in a Statue of Liberty dress* Sorry, it's just that I thought the only person who looked good in a table cloth was the Statue of Liberty....(I mean, that is a tablecloth she's wearing right?) I don't like my add maths teacher...
Unquestionable: don't worry, I failed my add maths loads of times too! As to the canteen food, it's just AWFUL. I concluded Sakuragi has a stomach of iron.
Akane: he he. Thanks!
Chapter 7: Mistaken Identities?!?
May Yong POV
"Wow, I didn't know that the Interact Club was so cool," a form three with a voice as loud as a foghorn commented. I swung my foot in an agitated way. I did not know how much more of this I could take.
This was getting too much! With the arrival of those foreign exchange students came, the number of recruits in the Interact Club would increase by leaps and bounds. As President of the Leo Club, I was determined not to lose out to (of all people Josh Wong). We Leo's prided our selves to be the coolest club around. We were the club where the popular and cool people joined. Only losers that couldn't pass our tough Leo interview were the ones who wound up in the Interact Club. We raised more funds than them, we had more projects than them, we had more popular people than them! Our IU nights were way cooler than theirs!
That was, until those Japanese students came and stole out thunder. It was so irritating, with all those students hanging out at Josh's table. I wanted to punch Josh as he gave me a smirk, as if to say, hah! Our Interact club is cooler that your Lame old Leo Club. Ugh!
"Wow, can you teach me to say that in Japanese?" someone else asked.
"Nyahaha, no problem!"
That red head was hot. What's a hottie like him doing in a loser club like the Interact club? It didn't make any sense.
With a frown, I resumed eating my burger. There had to be something I could do to reverse this. The Leo Club's image was at stake! I for one, was determined not to lose to the Interact Club. The gears in my brain began to click and whirl. There had to be something I could do about it. By the rate things are going, the number of recruits we were expecting this year would be going down drastically. As President of the Leo Club of SMK Damansara Jaya, I was not going to sit around and watch that happen.
There must be something I could to boost the number of our members. What could I do about it? I considered the ways to get things back the way they were before. Our annual slave auction? Nah, I heard people are saying it's not worth the money. How about a carnival? No, the Leo Club's finances are running low after I took the club money and rented those . . . Korean Dramas. Male drag beauty competition? No way. Not only will the headmistress expel me for promoting transsexuals, but the boys will never agree to this. Either that, or they will insist I get them water filled balloons to stuff in their chest.
Blast it, wasn't there anything that we could do to get us back on top again?. I suddenly had a brainwave. Smiling evilly at Josh and Melanie I let out a mental cackle.
I just remembered we have contacts with the Lions Club of Kanagawa Japan. All I have to do is just write to them and have a foreign exchange program thing going on too! I'm sure the guys of the Lions club are much better and way cooler than those losers there! (Well, with exception of the red head, because he's so damn cute.) Tonight, I would e-mail the BOD's of the Lions Club and get everything arranged. A problem solved!
I tossed my hair across my shoulder and straightened my uniform. Time to go over to the Enemy's table and do some subtle flirting. Maybe I can convince Red to join the Leo Club instead . . .
Reon Guan POV
The flight was delayed as usual. When I had asked Amanda and Artemis about hosting foreign exchange students, the both of the proclaimed in unison:
"The flight is always late." [Artemis nods hard at this]
Well, twenty minutes isn't exactly long time. It just so happened that the Leo Club had a foreign exchange student program on as well, so I signed up. I've always wanted to learn about Japan and Japanese culture, so I signed up. Well, to be more exact, my friend Sherry signed me up without my knowledge. Anyway, it didn't matter. I would be hosting this student called Akiko Sendoh. At the end of the year, I was going to Japan as a foreign exchange student myself.
To pass the time, I took out my sketch pad and started drawing. Some of the form four girls stared at me, but I didn't really care. I liked drawing manga whenever I was free. After staring enough, they stopped staring and went back to their conversations.
"Look, I bought this top especially for this," one said.
"Wah, very nice. Where did you get it from?"
"Oh, from Top Shop. Only RM 69.60! Very cheap!"
I felt myself gulp. 70 dollars for a shirt? I thought of all the manga I could buy with that money...
"I'm going to host this guy, I hope he's cute," another one giggled a bit breathlessly.
"Yeah, like that Hanamichi, the one Melanie's hosting?"
"Yeah, that one,"the girl paused and smiled dreamily. "I hope it's going to be like in the books. I'll meet a cute Japanese boy, and we can have a Summer Romance."
"You got a guy? Yee, so lucky! I got a girl you know!"
I felt myself breaking out into cold sweat for no apparent reason. What's wrong with hosting girl students? Just the thought of a guy sharing my room for the next 8 weeks... but that was something I didn't want to think about.
"Ooh! Wait, they're here already!" I looked up from the fairy I was drawing. A group of fair faced young people were coming towards us. Immediately, May sprang forward to greet them. After exchanging pleasantries with the chaperone, she turned towards us and prepared to make a speech.
"We are united here today..."
I went back to my fairy, shading the wings and pointy ears. May's speech was a bit long, I caught fragments of it. There was something about 'forging closer ties', 'bridging the gap between cultures' and 'this will be a fruitful experience' but to be honest, I was paying more attention to my drawing.
"Okay, I'll call out your names and then you'll be able to meet your guest. First of all, me." she cleared her throat. "Miyamasu."
"Hai," a small sized boy with (rather) greasy hair stepped out. He wore what looked like goggles over his glasses. Hm, must be a sort of Japanese trend... Very unusual...
May Yong POV
Oh my gracious goodness, who is this rat?!? wait? I'm hosting him. I am hosting him? I am hosting him?
WARGGH! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!
Reon Guan POV
"Akiko Sendoh." I looked up from my sketch book and shut it hastily. That was my guest student. I got up and went forward to meet Akiko. There was a hush after May spoke. She looked a bit disconcerted and repeated herself. Still no one. I looked at the blank faces of the students. Still no one came out.
"Is there a Akiko Sendoh there?" May asked again. Silence. By now, I was convinced, the girl had either forgotten to come, missed the flight, or had pulled out the last minute because she couldn't bear to be separated from her boyfriend for about two months. I think the former was the most logical answer. Yes, she had missed the plane, and was now probably stuck in Japan, kicking herself for not coming on time. Oh well...
"Yong-san, there is no one called Akiko in this group," the chaperone said, as he consulted his chart. "However, we have someone called Akira Sendoh." he gestured to the crowd. Something struck me. Akiko Sendoh was supposed to be Akira Sendoh. They must have made a typing error while entering the name. That meant, she hadn't missed the plane after all. Smiling in mild relief, I looked up at the tall person before me.
"So lucky, she got such a cute guy," a girl nearby me breathed enviously.
"Konnichiwa, I'm Sendoh Akira." he smiled brilliantly at me.
Huh? Staring hard, I punched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. The pinch hurt. I always thought Akira was supposed to be a girls name. The person standing before me was very good example of the male species. He was very tall, and had dramatically spiky hair that made him look a head and shoulder taller than me. I felt my heart drop into my sandals with a thump and I blurted the first thing that came into my head.
"But you're supposed to be a girl!"
*dramatic music plays*
[Back in Kanagawa]
"Ayako!"
"Yeah?"
"Your father decided we're going to Malaysia for a business/holiday. Get packing. We'll be leaving next week."
Ryota Mitagi POV
"I'll be going to Malaysia for a holiday next week," Ayako told me nonchalantly. I dropped the basketball and stared at her. She frowned at me crossly. "What are you looking at? Did I just grow another eye or something?"
"No-no, nothing like that. But-but–for how long? I mean, how long will you be gone?" I asked, dreading the worst.
She shrugged. "About a month, maybe more. My parents were rather vague about their plans." her eyes narrowed warily. "What's the matter? You look as if you're about to cry?"
She obviously didn't hear the thump of my heart dropping into my shoes. A month or maybe more? I have to be separated from my beloved Aya-chan for about a month? How was going to make it through the day without her sweet smile? How was I going to play basketball without her eyes upon me. How was I to concentrate without her–
*THWAP* "What's wrong with you? Wipe that look off your face!"
Did I mention I was not going to miss her paper fan? I rubbed my head ruefully. "You'll be gone for so long," I said sadly. "So many things could happen within a month..."
"Come on Ryota," she said as she rolled her eyes. "It'll only be for a month. Besides, I really want to go. It'll be a good experience." her eyes turned slightly dreamy as she went on. "Malaysia is such a romantic country. Imagine looking down at the city from the twin towers? Imagine the beaches there and the clear sea. Imagine the people there. Their culture is so much different from ours."
Yeah, especially the people, I thought sourly. I imagined Aya-chan in a blue bikini top and a sarong with a foreign man who had a muscular chest and a white smile rub suntan lotion on her back as the two of them sat on the beach suntanning. It was the perfect holiday romance... I could almost see it now...
/Miyagi's imagination/
"I'm sorry Ryota," she said apologetically. "I can't marry you and produce your offspring. You see, during my holiday at Malaysia, I met Abdul Mohammad. He's the son of a shipping business tycoon." she paused here and held up her left hand. The diamond in her finger was as big as a rock and it glinted in the light, dazzling me momentarily. "Just so that you know, we got engaged and we'll be married next week. Here's the invitation card. Please come and witness our most joyful day ever. Your presence will mean so much to us."
"Aya's right," the man beside her drawled. He was prosperous looking, well built and about a foot taller than me. "She told me all about you. We've decided to make you the man who will give Aya away to me. Won't you do it? For the sake of out happiness?" at this point the two of them put their heads close to each other and smiled.
/End of Imagination/
What a nightmare! There was no way I was going to let her go like that. Swallowing hard, I steeled my nerves and decided to tell her my true feelings towards her! Now was the perfect opportunity! Who knows what might happen during our separation! It was now or never! Yes, I would tell her how I feel towards her.
"Er, Ayako."
She raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow. "Yes?"
"Er, um, ah..Actually I wanted to–um," I stammered.
"Yes?" she asked a little more impatiently now.
"It's like this, I wanted to ask you–ah...um..."
"Blast it Ryota, what do you want to ask me? I haven't got all day you know! Quit gibbering and get tp the point!" she whipped out her fan again, as if she was about to hit me. I scrunched my eyes tight and braced myself...
"Will you go to the video arcade with me?"
"What? You're so childish sometimes," she said, as she put her paper fan away. Okay, I admit, I didn't have the guts to tell her, so I just asked her. You chicken, I gave myself a mental tongue lashing. How on earth will you ask her to marry you next time, when you can't even tell her that you like her! Stupid baka! There must be something I could do.
Akira Sendoh POV
What did she mean when she said "But you're supposed to be a girl?" I wondered to myself as I dragged my bags along. Since I met REon at the airport, I felt a bit like an unwanted guest. I think it had something to do with the fact that Reon was expecting a girl to be living with her. Well, turned out that they had made a spelling error while processing my information, and turned me into a girl by the name of Akiko Sendoh. How mortifying. I hope no one finds that out. I yawned. Truth be told, I was dead tired, after the flight here. All I wanted to do was to go crash. Reon gave me a hesitating look as she saw me yawn.
"Uh, we'll be reaching soon," she said hesitatingly. "I live on the 11th floor." We got into the elevator and she hit the button. The elevator surged up smoothly, and a very awkward silence penetrated the atmosphere. My presence seemed to make her jumpy and nervous. I wondered what was the problem. Maybe she was just shy or something.
"Ping!" the door opened and we got out, the silence hanging over us was stronger than ever. I decided to ask her, did my being here really bug her?
"Um, not really," she said as she opened the door of the condo. "It's just that, uh, I wasn't expecting you. I mean, I was told that I would be hosting a girl. And you're a guy. Um, uh, yeah. Like that."
Silence.
"Ah, I'm really beat," I said, for the sake of saying something. "Imagine sitting for eight hours straight in the plane, I'm stiff all over now." Reon nodded. "Um, I think you'd want to rest first. I'll show you your room."
I felt as if I had stepped into a comic shop than a room. The only thing that suggested this was a room was the computer and the two beds. Other than that, there were bookshelves with comics and posters everywhere I looked. A huge poster of Mizuki and Sano from the comic Hanakimi stared ominously at me as I came in. All around the room were posters of Rave, Detective Conan, Gatekeepers, GTO, Sayuki, Gundam Wing and a whole host of other comics. For some reason, they creeped me out. How on earth was I supposed to sleep with all those things staring at me? Reon seemed to get more jumpy than ever as she quickly pointed things out.
"That's your bed there, and the bathroom's over there. If you need anything, just let me know, I'll be sleeping in the hall. Goodnight, and bye." she grabbed a pillow and would have headed out if I had not grabbed her arm.
"Wait, don't go. I mean, uh, why don't you sleep here? After all there are two beds here." if she thought she could successfully leave me here alone with all those staring posters, she was very much mistaken. There was no way I was going to be left here. Alone. What if those things leaned out of the posters at night and grabbed me away? I wasn't taking any chances.
The tension in the room was as thick as tomato soup. The weight of my words suddenly hit me. Good lord, 'why don't you sleep here'? She was bound to get the wrong idea you stupid hentai, I berated myself silently. Reon has fair skin, and there are drawbacks to having skin like hers. After I said that, a fierce red tint had began to spread all over her face. I didn't blame her. She must be thinking I was some kind of depraved pervert!
"No! I didn't mean it like that!" I clarified. It was now my turn to get embarrassed. "What I meant was, sleeping in the hall is very uncomfortable, so, if anyone should be sleeping there on the couch, it would be me," my words tumbled out mindlessly.
"But you're the guest, you can't sleep in the hall," she said. "It's okay, I'll be fine!" I told her I would be fine sleeping in the hall, and she insisted that I take the room. This went on for a while. Finally, I managed to cut through the whole polite host/good guest thing.
"Tell you what, we'll both sleep here alright? Don't worry, I won't do anything to you," I assured her. Once more I opened my big mouth and put my foot in it. Reon was looking at me weirdly. Misunderstood once more. "Not that I meant to do anything," I amended lamely. "Look, all I'll just do is change and then I'll sleep. That's all. No reason for you to move out or anything. It's going to be alright. Really."
Besides, if that demented, huge eyed hamster in the poster decided to carry me away while I'm sleeping and have me as an appetizer with his sunflower seeds, at least Reon would know how I disappeared during the night.
"Fine," she said, defeated. "I'll stay here." Reassured that someone would be lloking after me in the night, I went to take a shower. The warm water felt good. I could her sounds of Reon brushing her teeth outside the bathroom, and that comforted me to know that I wasn't going to be attacked by that poster of a mouse with wings. Somewhat rejuvenated by the shower, it was now time for a good night sleep.
That was, until I saw Reon sitting on her bed. A few strands of hair had escaped her ponytail, and was framing her sweet, pinkish face. She had her glasses off and was twiddling with one end of it, as she put her book back on the shelf. I had never seen anyone look so desirable in purple sheep pyjamas before.
What the hell, snap out of it! No, wait, say something you fool!
"Uh, goodnight," I said, as I pulled the sheets over me. She looked up, and gave me a small smile.
"Goodnight."
I slept well that night, and as I slept, I dreamt of cute sheep protecting me from the monsters in the poster....
[at this part, I'll leave off, since I have nothing else to write about]
~end of chapter 7~
Gomenasai for such a crappy chapter! But even though it's crappy, you'll still review...right?