Kataomoi

By: LateSleeper

Disclaimer: Me don't own anything…me just a pitiful fanfic writer.

Note: Un Beta-read. Pls…review. An hour inspired fic so…umm…pls don't kill me.

Chapter 4: Joke (MitHana)
Have you ever felt the need to annoy someone? Just to annoy them for the hell of it? Just doing those practical jokes that made you laughing till your pitiful stomach hurt.

I just love it when he glares at me and call me all the profanity he could muster as he fume and wave both his hands in the air, like a child throwing a tantrum.

God, I love it when he's getting upset over the things I said. I know after that I'll get myself into so much pain after receiving his infamous head butt. After that a petty fight would arise…we'll punch each other to death until the two of us would gave up and pant…then we'd laugh because of our child-like attitude.

I know the punch and the harsh words are not really true. I know he's not really mad at me…it's just how friends do when they are having good time, right? This what we boys do. Mock each other, laugh, and wrestle, then laughed again. It because we're friends…

Friends! Damned I'm beginning to hate that word. Why did god ever invented friendship…why do people tend to befriend someone they knew they'll gonna fell in love with?

Arrgghhh…I'm getting sappy again…I hate this feeling.

I sighed to myself and looked at my sleeping companion who's still clutching the basketball we just used on the game. I studied his features for a while.

He got a well-muscled body…strong legs…broad chest. I have to smile at myself as I look at his body…I never knew that this baka have the softest skin I could ever imagine. The first time it happened I thought my hands were magnetized, I couldn't yank my hands off it. Thank god we were in the middle of practice that I got to my senses.

Then I gaze at his fiery hair…Damn it! How I wanted to combed my hands on them. Then my eyes traveled down his peaceful face. I doubt if many knows how angelic he looks like when he sleeps. I know only a few does…me the gundan..we'll a few others that I don't want to know. But I know I'm one of the privilege one to see the real him…the child-like him. I tried not to smile at this but my lips twitched upward.

I'm so lucky…lucky to be his friend.

I just love starring at his beautiful face.

Shit! He'll kill me if he heard me calling him beautiful. This baka is too egotistical for his own good.

I sighed again, this time louder. I wonder, how did I fell for this baka? God knows I've been straight for whole my life. I even doubt if I'd ever like another guy other than this baka. Shit! I even like Ayako back then.

I looked at him again. His lips suddenly caught my attention. I watched his lips murmur his crush's name.

How did I come to like this guy?

Damn it! I'm still musing that thought again for the whole month now… after realizing my feelings.

Shit! This is harder than my Physic exam, at least there I know it have a solution…baka baka baka! I wished there were some kind of formula that I could juggle to answer this goddamit question…

But…But every time I'd try to find the answers I feel like I'm getting stuck deeper and deeper to this feeling…

Damn! Stupid emotion…why do human emotion are hard to decipher.

I gave a loud sigh again. I looked at my companion again, he's still sleeping, still oblivious to the world around him. He looks innocent when he sleeps. He's so cute. I wonder how he would look like in a nightgown.

BAKAYAROU! He's not agirl you idiot! He'd kill me twice if he found out I'm fantasizing him as the opposite sex.

Dammit, why do we even have sexes? Why can't we just fuck whoever we like to fuck, same sex or not. Damned morality.

I gave out a loud sigh.

Then I chuckled slightly. Now I even am cursing the norm. Funny, I seldom think this deep before. Ha! My friends would have a feast laughing at me if they hear this. Me, Mitsui Hisashi thinking…

I shifted from my position so I could look at him more fully. He's now making this cute face…maybe he's still thinking about that girl again.

Bakayarou Hanamichi! I'm here having my brain work over time about you and me while you dream of that girl. Do you know how you twisted my belief, how much you deform my whole being, how you turn my world upside down, down and up, left and right, then down again?

Overwhelmed by the anger that I'm feeling I unconsciously grabbed his wrist. I was so angry that here I am musing about my stupid feeling while he's still sleeping, ignorant to his surrounding…the my inner turmoil that he himself inflicted on me.

Upon grabbing his wrist he suddenly bolted up and giving me a dirty glare.

"Baka Micchy! I told you not to joke around while I'm sleeping."

Yeah I'm teasing him again. Playing a stupid joke. Bakayarou Hanamichi your so DENSE!

"Arrggghhh a tensai couldn't even have a nice sleep around you. When would you stop acting like a kid Micchy?"

I just smirked at that comment.

"Baka! Stop it or I'll go?"

Shit! It's now or never…

"No don't go." I can't believe it was me who said this…me the ace of Shohoku is pleading…but I know I have to… "Please stay."

He gave me an odd stare maybe because of the way my voice sounds…I saw the confuse look on his eyes. "Why?"

"…because I love you."

"Baka Micchy! I told you stop pulling my leg" then he walks off still grumbling about me and my stupid jokes.

Then I just stared at his fading figure.

Ouch!

.:Owari:.
LateSleeper: I know..this is a repost…sigh sorry I really need to have to put a mithana here in this fic.