Standard Disclaimer: Wish I can own Slam Dunk, but I CAN'T!!!

Sparks Fly?

Spring was in the air and the interschool basketball championship would soon be underway. Rukawa was having extra practice at a basketball court near his home. Scoring a wonderful three-point shot, he was preparing himself for a lay-up when he heard a bicycle squeaking to a halt behind him. Infuriated by the interruption, he turned around to glare at the intruder, only to find out that the intruder was none other than one of the new Chinese exchange student. 'Which one was it?' thought Rukawa. It doesn't matter, she had no right to interrupt his training. But she was a girl and Rukawa was never rude to a girl before. She had one hand on her bicycle handle, the other holding a basketball. Can she really play basketball? He decided to leave when the girl spoke up...

"The court is big enough for the two of us," replied the girl as she moved towards the other side of the court. He watched her as she began her stretching. She was wearing lime-green tank-top and black shorts that showed off her long slender legs. 'Nice legs…what am I think?!' thought Rukawa.

"I'm sorry, but this is a private session. I'm not used to practicing when others are watching."

She glared at him, clearly annoyed. "At least I'm not disturbing you. Besides, I'm not looking." And she went back to her stretching (don't want to get cramps will playing).

'People do watch me play all the time.' thought Rukawa. Ever since he had established his name as one of Japan's most prominent basketball players people were always hankering around courts where he is usually seen practicing just to get a glimpse of the famous Rukawa Kaede in action.

He went back to his own practice but couldn't help asking before he turned his back on her. "Why can't you practice someplace else?"

"Because I live nearby." She answered deadpan and began shooting lay-ups.

'She seems to equal me in many characteristics.' Rukawa noticed. First, she was as silent and answers as short an answer as he does all the time. Though she doesn't sleep have the time like he does, he can't help but notice that she too had eyes that looked sleepy most of the time. She was shy too. But one thing that she does not equal him was the fact that she was smart…and I mean really intelligent compared to his feather brain. This he found out just the other when she was the only who could answer THE most difficult mathematic question their teacher had in store for them. Even the teacher was shock at her intelligence, and all she could say was, "we've learned it back in China."

As he watched her move across the court, he noticed her slender figure. Her black shorts revealed long, white slender legs, well toned and muscled, as if she was an athlete and not a pianist. Her hair was now tied high above her head, revealing a long, smooth, white neck. She was wearing a tight tank top, showing off her beautifully curved body and perfectly shaped asset. She looked like a sculpted statue of beauty; a goddess wondering the earth below heaven. Even some models that he had seen before couldn't match her shapely curves and majestic beauty. She walked with grace and elegance; her hips swaying ever to slightly, making the movement so alluring. Her face, once thought as plain, was now bath under the rays of the golden sun, making it shine smooth and pale. He noticed her sharp features of her face; cute little nose, rose-bud lips that were so alluring. Her eyes were twinkling bright, which made her look attractive. She was indeed a picture of great beauty; he thought Michelangelo should have painted her instead of his Mona Lisa.

He was snapped back into reality when he heard a soft call. "Hey, can we have a one-on-one match?" asked a suddenly timid and shy Chinese girl whose name he still can't remember.

"Erm, sure…I guess." said Rukawa. He couldn't understand though why the girl wanted to play with him.

She proved to be a hell of a great player. For a girl who is only 167 cm compared to his towering height of 187 cm, she could still give a hard time winning. She was as fast as Miyagi-sempai and skilful like Mitsui-sempai. He won, eventually, but the marks where not far, she only lost by 2 points. So she can play basketball after all, thought Rukawa silently. He was impressed not only by her skills, which was amazing considering that she was after all a girl, the way she move across the court was just as impressive and mesmerizing. He couldn't get enough of her; the way she moved, the way she arched for a shot, they were all so enchanting. He knew he can watch her whole day…if he hadn't anything else better to do. She was slowly having such a strong affect on him and he can't seem to stop a certain feeling growing within him. Could he be falling in love with her?

"It was nice playing with you, Rukawa-kun. It's getting late now, I have to go. Ja ne. see you in school." And she left him standing there as she went to pack her things into her bag. But before she could walk a few steps, she felt a strong hand grasping her wrist. It wasn't painful but shock shot up her spine that seemed to tell her brain that she could experience pain. Automatically, she shot out her leg and gave the unsuspecting Rukawa a kick in the shin.

"How dare you touch me?! Leave me alone or you're going to be sorry!" she cried, sudden tears making her eyes look glassy. She quickly stormed away, leaving a confused Rukawa to ponder what had just happened. He just wanted to call her attention and ask for her name, but she fought back and now, he bet, she thinks that he is a pervert or something along that line.

Should he have approached her differently? And now, should he be wary of her reaction? She seemed agitated when she felt his touch. Why did she act that terrified? Was there a reason behind such reaction?

He wanted to know. But he had to be wary…

Author's Notes: Please review!!! Arigato gozaimasu…!