Dear Boys

A Never Ending Dream

A/N: Hello everyone! Here is chapter four. From here on you'll be able to notice that the story has taken a different turn, I do hope you guys will enjoy it from here on out. Thanks for the support.

Chapter 4- Pain

Aikawa looked concerned as he watched, his eyes were fixed on the spray that I was holding and it was hard for me to swallow that lump in my throat. What was I supposed to say? It was obvious to anyone that I was injured at this point. "Aika… what are you doing here?" I asked only for him to come over as he sat down. Gently he took my wrist and got a better look at it, his brows were furrowed as he shook his head something that clearly meant bad news.

"You can't play with an injury like this," he spoke seriously, gently pressing his finger against the swell of my wrist only for me to cry out in pain. Biting on my lip I held back any more noise that threatened to come out. "Aikawa, please don't tell Ms H. I don't want to get kicked off the team, we just got into inter high, I have to play. I have to be at my best," I urged only to see him shake his head with disapproval. He wasn't fond of the idea, any sane person wouldn't be. "If you continue it'll only get worse. Inter high games aren't coming up for a bit, you need to heal this up quickly so you can play again," he mumbled before letting go of her hand.

"But I'll be out of practice," I spoke, but he replied me with a sigh. "Pony you'll do some permanent damage if you continue, you might not even be able to play anymore if it gets too dangerous," he explained before patting me on the head. I felt tears come to my eyes, I didn't want to be kicked off the team, but it was likely I would be. How could I heal up in time? A wrist needed a week so I would only be out for a week, but I was told that a serious match would be held next week. "Hey, don't cry. Listen this will heal up quicker than you know it, I'll just tell this to Ms H and I'll take you to see a doctor alright?" he whispered before gently rubbing my back with his hand as I crouched forward to cry. What had I done to Yuuki for her to do this? It frustrated to the extent that all I could do was cry out.

Aikawa left me for a little bit only to inform Ms H that I couldn't play, of course she asked questions and he explained. Once the match was over I came out with Aika by my side. We both found out that we had still won, mostly because of Yuuki, but I was in no mood to celebrate. Keiko had replaced me for next week's match as I was on strict orders to go home and rest. Coach obviously wanted me to heal up, but that didn't take away my anger and annoyance.

"Mai, you should have been more careful, you know we have a game next week," Yuuki spoke only for me to turn around to face her. "It's because of you that it's sprained. You're the one who pushed me!" I shouted angrily, having grown fed up with her games. The only reason I was in pain right now was because of her and her selfishness. Yuuki only took a step back gasping with surprise though it was obviously to me that she was feigning it. "How could you say that? Just because you're angry and frustrated about getting hurt doesn't mean it's right to blame me for it," she spoke before crying as Ms H frowned. "Mai she has a point there, you're only going to miss next week's game. There's no need to get riled up," she spoke, but her words had cut deep. She didn't believe me.

"Ms H, it was her that pushed me before the match, the reason I couldn't get any points was because of her! I have to sit out on next week's match because of her!" I spoke, the angry was obvious to anyone, but still I couldn't calm myself. "Mai calm down, I know it's upsetting but it couldn't be helped. Don't be pointing fingers," she whispered, but hearing that broke my heart. My best friend didn't believe me? I stood there unsure of what to say, I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I turned around. "I'm going to get changed," I murmured before walking away back to the locker room. "Hey Mai, wait up," I heard Mu called out from behind, but Ms H stopped her since they still had a few more things to dicuss. Since I wasn't playing tomorrow there was no need for me to listen in, plus I needed to calm down a bit. Aikawa remained on court looking rather concerned, but he didn't say anything.

I got changed quickly, practically slamming the locker as I left the room only to see Mu coming my way as she stopped in front of me. "Hey Mai, how are you feeling? Um we were going to head out for dinner, a small celebration for welcoming Yuuki and winning," she mumbled, but I sighed. "No thanks, I'm going to see a doctor," I replied nonchalantly, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't upset with her. It was obvious she was concerned about me, but I had lost my mood to tell her anything after the way she had spoken to me back on court. "I'll come with," she replied, but I shook my head. "I'll be fine," I murmured in a lower tone as I walked past her.

Soon enough I came across Aikawa, who offered a smile. A part of me simply wanted to walk by him, but it was probably pointless considering how he was waiting for me. Sighing softly I felt him move over as he helped take my school bag off me. "Let's go get it check out," he spoke softly before walking alongside me. It didn't take me long to reach out for his hand as I held it gently whilst biting down on my lower lip.

It was silent as we walked, I wasn't too sure on what to say to him. I wanted to ask if he believed me, but at the same time I feared that he didn't. Why would he? No one else did when I didn't have a reason to lie. I loved playing basketball, but wasn't enough of a reason for me to lie like this. "Aika I-"

"I know Pony, it wasn't you was it?" he had cut me off before I could ask and I felt tears forming once more. "They kicked me off," I whispered as they rolled down my cheeks. It was too late for me to stop them at this point. Gently he pulled me into a nearby alley since he had already gotten off school grounds. I was enveloped in his arms and his warmth unraveled me. Without realizing I began crying.

A/N: Apologies for grammatical errors.