Disclaimer: I don't own Slam Dunk. It belongs to Takehiko-sensei.

Crusty's note: Thx 4 reviewing, minna! Hmm… I started to think SenRu isn't really my… capability… Or maybe because I want to end it immediately :(

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Got Lemoned (part 2)

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Revenge.

How do you plan revenge?

For some people it might be an easy task, but for Rukawa Kaede it is somewhat difficult to do.

Being good in basketball somehow made him pretty well in arranging strategies, but right now he was having quite a difficulty in making one.

The kind of strategy he was composing was how to give an unforgettable payback to a porcupine-headed pervert. Rukawa never dreamt before that he would be in a state where he got molested by one (at least that's what he thought), so it's really hard to come up with any brilliant idea.

"Rukawa, are you alright?" Akagi came up to him during the practice break. "You seem to have something in your mind. You're in some kind of problem?"

"Huh? Uh, no… I'm fine." Rukawa quickly replied.

"I know," suddenly Sakuragi came out of nowhere, "He must be still thinking why he cannot beat Sendoh. Well, let me informed you, kitsune, I'm the one who's gonna defeat him and that would make me better than you. Why? Because If I won over Sendoh who have won over you, that means I defeated both of you, nya-ha-ha!"

Rukawa sighed and left the laughing redhead. "Do aho…"

"Grrgh… Uruse!" A simple line blew Sakuragi to his top, but Akagi grab him by the back of his shirt with one hand and easily dragged him away to prevent any trouble he would make.

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After the practice ended for that day, Rukawa quickly went to his dearest bike. When he got outside the school gate, someone was approaching him.

"Rukawa? Wait up!"

Rukawa nearly lost his breath to see that person. 'Sendoh Akira? What the hell is he doing here?'

"Hi," Sendoh grinned awkwardly. "Umm… can I talk to you for a moment?"

"No." Rukawa was ready to leave, but Sendoh quickly grab Rukawa's shoulder.

"Wait! I've figured you wouldn't wanna talk to me after… you know, what happened yesterday…"

"Rukawa tighten his grip to his bike. He doesn't want to remember 'that'.

"But…" Sendoh continued, "I have to tell you that it was an accident! I didn't mean to… you know… like grabbing you, and… doing that, I mean…"

"Hands off, please…"

"Oh!" Sendoh quickly raised his hand off Rukawa's shoulder. He didn't realize it. "Look, Rukawa… Swear to God that was purely an accident. I lost my balance, and I just fell like that. I didn't mean to…"

"Is that really a big deal to you?" Suddenly Rukawa asked.

"What?"

"I mean, what I think about you, is that really a big deal to you?"

"Uh, well…" Sendoh got a bit confused, "I just don't want you to think that I'm like… you know… some obscene person or something…"

"You think that's how I see you?"

"Well, after what happened yesterday… Yes, I think you do see me like that."

"You're right. Bye." Rukawa quickly dashed away leaving Sendoh in disbelieve.

"Wait! I'm not like that! You got me wrong Rukawa!! Waaiit!!" Sendoh tried to chase the boy, but Rukawa was too fast to catch up.

Sendoh sighed in desperation. "I'm not like that, Rukawa…"

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At his room, Rukawa dropped himself on his bed.

He snorted. 'That stupid Sendoh Akira!! Why the hell he should be there!! And all his babbling about some stupid accident!'

Rukawa rolled aside. He has forgotten his plan for revenge since he couldn't come up with any idea.

For a reason he didn't understand, he wished that it WASN'T an accident, and he kinda felt disappointed how Sendoh should bother to come to his school just tell that it was actually just an accident.

'Why doesn't he just let me think that he's a pervert instead…' Rukawa sighed.

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Sendoh sat mutely at his desk in his room.

He scratched his head, cupped his chin, and sighed in desperation.

'Damn… Rukawa really thinks that I'm a filthy pervert…' He leaned his head on the table. 'I knew that he wouldn't believe me. I mean… who would? It really seemed like I was pulling him and no one would see it accidentally happened.'

Sendoh sighed some more. Even though he was a bit upset that Rukawa didn't trust him, but somehow, he didn't mind.

Let him thinks it was a kiss. It was a kiss, anyway. And it's not like Sendoh hate it.

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The other day, Rukawa went to the usual street basket court again to do his personal morning practice.

He was in the middle of his training when—again—Sendoh came up to him.

"Morning," he greeted Rukawa casually.

Rukawa rolled his eyes. But he just ignored Sendoh and continued his practice.

"Oi, Rukawa. You really got to listen to me right now…"

"I don't think I have to. I know what you're gonna talk about."

"You really got me wrong! I'm not like what you think!" Sendoh got impatience.

"Hey!" Rukawa turned to Sendoh. "You were there trying to molest me!"

"If I was going to kiss you, I wouldn't do it in that cheesy way, okay!"

"Why would you want to kiss me?"

"I said 'if'! 'If I was going to kiss you'! Not like I want to!"

"Yeah? Well I'd rather die than kissing you."

"Die then!" Sendoh turned around and left the court in stomping steps.

Actually both Sendoh and Rukawa didn't mean what they said. Emotion took control easily of their senses. And now guilt replaced it.

When Sendoh nearly reached the exit, suddenly Rukawa spoke, "I correct my statement…"

Sendoh stopped and slightly turned.

Rukawa paused for a moment, and then he said, "I'd rather die kissing you."

Sendoh's face seemed shocked, but then it slowly blushed in reddish shade.

"Okay, you can leave now." Rukawa turned and back with his training again, while Sendoh was standing confused.

"Excuse me," Sendoh said carefully, "What did you say?"

"I said you can leave now."

"N-No… before that…"

Rukawa stared Sendoh annoyed, but his face was rather blushed too, "Go home, okay?"

"Can I just stay here and watch you practice? Maybe you'd wanna play me?" Sendoh spoke in a rather uncertain tone.

Rukawa sighed "Do what you like."

Sendoh smiled, "Well… I'd like a one on one…"

Rukawa tossed Sendoh the ball. Sendoh stared at the ball in his hands. "I don't mean this," he said. "I'd like a one on one at a coffee shop nearby. What do you say?" he smiled some more.

Rukawa took his time a while to think. Truth doesn't hurt, denial does. "Okay," he said then and packed his stuffs.

While they were on their way to the coffee shop, carefully Sendoh tried to bring up a certain subject. "Seriously, Rukawa… I really don't want you to think that I'm a bad person."

"You don't have to bother about that. I know you're not," Rukawa said lightly.

"Really?" Sendoh felt relieve. "What makes you think so?"

"You tasted like lemon."

"Huh?"

"Nevermind."

Sendoh wanted to ask, but he thought that's really not a big deal. Nevermind. Things were turning great, so… just nevermind…

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Crusty's endnote: Should I end this? I mean, this like… concluded, right? So… THE END ! (I knew this supposed to be a one shot!)