Disclaimer: I do not own Slam Dunk or any of its characters. XD
A/N: GYAAAAAAH!! Finally updated (and concluded) after 19873428293847298472984 years! :D
Warning: Unedited. Don't mind the fuckin' errors XD
Pairing: MitRuMit
Summary: Tadadada XD Final chappie. The purrfect monthsary gift. Mitsui gave his to Rukawa and Rukawa, y'know.. gave his too ;)
Sempai, I'm Sick : Chapter Three
!- Hisashi Mitsui's POV -!
I walked to the other side of the bed and gently slid under the blanket. Breathe, Hisashi.. I've already made the first step and it's about time I made the rest.
My arms slithered like a snake around his broad super rookie-ish shoulders and he didn't twitch at all. I was not sure if it was because he's already familiar with the touch or simply because he's a block of ice. Didn't matter. He laid his head on my bare chest and I rested my cheek lightly on his head, his jet black hair brushing against my oh-so-sensitive skin. Both of us were snuggling to each other as tight and warm as possible and we drifted into a melodious slumber wishing that was like.. forever.
!- Later on.. -!
"Sempai.." I heard him say. His voice was very soft, yet it woke me up.
"Had a nice sleep?"
"What's that?" he asked, totally ignoring my question and pointing at a gift-wrapped package on the chair where I sat hours ago.
"Did some stupid-looking goof deliver it here?"
"Yes. Minutes ago."
I chuckled at the sight of the confused kitsune who was still in my arms.
"Well.." I started, pulling him closer and looking deeper into his eyes. "That's for you."
"It's addressed to you."
"I asked some of my friends to deliver it here. It was supposed to be addressed to you in the first place, but I called them to address it to me instead when I found out that you were sick."
"Why?"
"Because I wanted to give it to you personally." I replied with a cheesy grin.
"And?"
"And because.. even though you didn't tell me to come over, I still would."
"Hn."
"Ch'. Heartless bastard."
After those final words of crapiness, we both gave up our pride and admitted that we couldn't resist each other anymore by closing the gap between our hungry lips.
"Kaede.. Your damn shirt's getting in the way. Just strip, y'know."
And wow. He did. XD
Just the shirt though T.T Hmph.
Oh well.
We pulled each other into the kiss again. My hands were now massaging his sweaty and cold back while his hands were raking fervently through my hair, obviously begging for more.
"Kaede.. Your goddamn shorts're getting in the way. Y'know, your life will totally be easier if you just take all those off.. NOW."
"That'd be unfair."
"What?"
"You too."
Ohohoho.. That perverted kitsune. Haha.
And so we did strip.. completely. XD Anyone could guess what happened between us that night-- an amateur, unprofessional, crappy intercourse. It was his first time and surprisingly, mine too.
!- Normal POV -!
After their 'amateur, unprofessional and crappy' sexual encounter, both of them lay on the bed, with only their heavy breaths breaking the silence between them.
"Sempai.."
"Yeah?"
"I'm sick."
"I know."
"We fucked."
"I know."
"Is that healthy?"
"Yes. No. Maybe. I don't know, Kaede. I'm not a doctor."
"..."
"Want to try again so we'll see if it's healthy?"
"Shut up."
"Haha.. Kidding. You know, being a so-called 'heartthrob'.. you suck in bed."
"Whatever."
"I have an idea!"
"Does it involve the word 'fuck'?"
"No, you pervert. I was thinking maybe you'd like to open my gift for you."
"Okay."
Rukawa dully grabbed the gift-wrapped box and slowly opened it with curiosity in his cold blue eyes.
"What's this?" the kitsune asked, pulling out the thingy from the box, looking at it closely.. examining it.
"Can't you tell?" T.T
"A dog."
"That's a fox, dumbass."
"In a person's clothes?"
"A basketball person's clother, specifically."
"..."
"Don't you ever appreciate anything?"
The kitsune barely shurgged, poking the fox and one wouldn't know if it was because of awe or disgust.
"Whatever, Kaede. Why don't you dig in the box? There's something else."
Doing as he was told, he pulled out what seemed to be an article of clothing.
A white, untainted, soft..
"Basketball shirt?"
The super rookie fixed his eyes on the flowing white cloth-- until he found something bright red on its surface. It was on the back part, particularly.
It was a 14.
A big red number 14.
'Why the fuck did he give me his varsity shirt? Heck, I have my own.'
Annoyance was what ran all over his bloodstream until he noticed something different about the shirt.
Written above the number 14 was RUKAWA -- instead of MITSUI.
!- Mitsui Hisashi's POV -!
I gave out a mild chuckle as I watched him stare at it in amusement.
"You're welcome, Kaede."
"Hn."
"Don't you like it?"
"I do."
"Of course you do. You SHOULD."
I laughed again as he pinned me flat on the bed and kissed me.
"Sempai.."
"Yeah?"
"I'll give you my gift.. tomorrow."
"Fine. Make sure it doesn't suck like your kissing skills."
"Shut up."
!- The Next Day -!
Oh my fuckin' goddess of beauty. Am I seeing things right?
Rukawa Kaede-- wearing the shirt I gave him. Yeap, in public-- in front of Sakuragi, Miyagi, Akagi, Kogure, his crazed fangirls and anyone and/or everyone in that gym of ours. I laughed at the twisted expression/s on each of their faces.
"What the..?"
"Did he change his jersey number?"
"Mitsui's gonna kill him.."
"Holyhellthisisshit."
Believe me, they all had a O.O look on their faces and that made my tummy ache because of too much laughter.
I threw my arm around his shoulder and I ruffled his jet-black hair playfully as he whispered "Happy Monthsary" to me.
Can't blame my kitsune though-- for wearing that shirt. Haha. What's there to hide anyway? He's hot, I'm hotter. We've been lovers for three strong months, we kissed, we had sex and we just had the best monthsary (so far) yesterday. Heck, he didn't even mind if a big 'I belong to Mitsui Hisashi' was printed on the front part of the shirt.
Love it.
Hey world, Mitsui Hisashi and Rukawa Kaede are madly inlove with each other.
And just so you know..
We're fuckin' proud of it.
O w a r i :)