Disclaimer: I do not own Slamdunk. I know that. This is just for formalities.. hehe.. Libre naman ang mangarap diba?


Calliope Medina Erato: hehe… I agree it was quite dramatic… but we need mitsui alive.. hehe.. it would have been worse I think if I stuck with the original one… which was well only up until but pride kept him from doing it… but I recently added the others in and I'm glad I did.. hehe.. and well for your question… isn't that what we're trying to find out? Hehe… and hmm… I could picture Fujima that way… especially when I recall his face when he was watching Ryonan play against this other team… or when they were heading to Shohoku…

Coffeemaverick: thank you for the compliments! Hehe.. you do too in your fanfic that's why we're all rooting for Mitsui to do something.. hehe… sendoh is too sweet, I wouldn't like to see him hurt… but waa… which one to side with! Being neutral is the worse… hehehe… and to tell you, when I originally write the episodes, I oftentimes put Mitsui or he instead of "you" and Karin instead of "I" hehe.. that's why I read it again.. incase.. hehehe..


Do You See Me?

I made my way into the traffic, steering left and right, pressing on the brakes, adjusting my speed before stepping on the accelerator.

"Hi." You turned back, the crowd kept you walking, causing you to bump rather roughly to Miyagi who wasn't looking. You backed off, a little, and so did he, leaving an empty space in between. Though you did not walk away. Neither did he. The crowd rushed everywhere except that little space, both of you stiff. They didn't seem to mind. You? Likewise.

Two smacks. Ayako's fan came to the rescue. You moved to your right, Miyagi moved to his left, and paralleled ways.

I was about to meet you when Haruko emerged from the canopy of the crowd. You turned your face sideward, looking beyond the unending flight of faces, to something that remained a mystery. You faced her, though when you spoke, it was to the ground. "I – " Your gaze left the ground, a hand clamped on her mouth preventing her from saying anything further.

As soon as you released her, she bowed, regretting her previous action, rejoining her friends in the stream of high school students.

A sudden weight on my backpack; "Let's go look for Ayako." We searched the whole school, ending it with the library, and upon entering, she sat in the far corner of the room, rested her head upon a large book.

She lifted her head from her hard pillow, and turned towards our direction. I raised a hand to wave, but Miyagi grabbed the same hand, ducking down behind a table. "Don't. She's still angry at me." We crawled towards the computer, pretended to check the catalogue, and from there you gazed, from there you looked, not from where she was, but from far away. "I wanted to apologize to her, but it seems, now's not the right time."

"We should go now." We lowered ourselves, walked like a penguin until we reached the corner, where her eyes could not reach. "Miyagi." You remained standing, still, then you awoke, and walked towards me. "Aren't you going to help her?" You looked once again. "She doesn't need it."


I can't wait… I can't wait… must update fast… hehehe.. Although it is not a funny thing… miyagi didn't mean she doesn't need it in a bad way… she really didn't need it because . oh yeah… mitsui will be a gangster in the next chapter…