Kisses - part 01: First Kiss
Title: Kisses - First Kiss (01)
Author: Viv
Genre: romance/humor
Rating: PG
Fandom: Slam Dunk [book - manga]
Pairing: HanaRu
Disclaimer: *hisses* Mine! Aaaaaaaaaall mine! *cackles*
Summary: … You want me to talk about what? [Hanamichi’s POV - part 01.]
… Sorry?
Kisses?
You want me to talk about my first kiss?
Well, I guess you could say that my first kiss was, uh, an accident?
So I’ve never been quite sure if it could have been really qualified as a kiss but both Mitchy and Ryochin still maintain that it was, as accidental as it was.
So my first kiss was… with the least expected of person (even though Ayako-san and Yohei insisted that they had seen it coming - not the kiss, but the person that I kissed or, er, kissed me. Who cares at this point anyway? Oh, you do? Anyway!) and happened in the least expected way - so unexpected that Megane-kun almost fell over had it not been Mitchy holding him up while Gori spit out so hard the water he was drinking that poor Yasuda and Kakuta both ended up drenched. Everyone had they jaws hitting the gym floor.
It happened during my first year. And during basketball practice. I had since been part of the team for maybe about 3 months or so and we were having a match. My army was there, along with Haruko-san and her friends, Mitchy’s friends and the (blasted) Rukawa fanclub, watching us (and mocking me).
I honestly have never met anyone as annoying as those airheads yet. Well, except for Kyota, that monkey-butt, but Ru, Ka, Wa and their clones are in a category of their own. Honestly, they were always disrupting our-
What was that? The kiss? Oh, right, sorry.
We were somewhere halfway through practice and I was trying to steal the ball from that stupid fox-boy when it happened.
Before both of us had even realized it, Ryota had already snatched the bouncing ball from Rukawa and taken off, which lead to Shinji - who was standing by the closest - to run after him. In the process, Shinji accidentally bumped into Rukawa.
And that stupid kitsune tripped forward and fell.
Taking me with him.
Because, as I said earlier, I was trying to steal the ball from him when he was still dribbling with it and that implies that I was facing him. And I did say that he fell forward, right? So he fell straight into- right, sorry, no I don’t think you’re stupid!
Back to the subject.
So Rukawa landed on me and even though I was slightly taller and heavier than him (I still am, now that I think of it, although we both do wear about the same size - wait, I never said that and you may absolutely not ask me how I know that), I basically got knocked over by him and ended up sprawled on the floor with him on top of me.
And his lips on mine.
I froze.
And you know what Ka- fox-boy did?
He froze too.
Which meant that we remained in that position for quite a while with our lips connected, making the contact longer than intended - not that any contact was intended at all to start with.
In front of the entire team and whoever else that was there.
It was until we heard the sound of a ball hitting the floor - I think it was Kogure who dropped it - that Rukawa and me finally snapped out of it and separated in the blink of an eye.
And then we notice how everyone was staring- no, correction, gaping at us, eyes as large as saucers and mouths hanging so wide open that they were practically inviting flies in. Coach Anzai, who is usually so calm and collected, readjusted his glasses before settling on gaping too.
Rukawa and I were still on the floor but a few feet were separating us. We blinked back at everyone a few times before turning to each other at the same time.
And the fox actually blushed.
Blushed.
Rukawa blushed.
No one ever thought that the verb ‘blush’ would actually directly follow the noun (or more importantly, subject) Rukawa as an action.
And suddenly that seemed to trigger the world to start turning again.
Megane-kun fell back but Mitchy quickly caught him, Akagi spit out his drink on Kakuta and Yasuda, Ryota fell forward flat on his face while Shinji’s forehead almost met the floor when he tripped on Ryochin, the Rukawa fanclub shrieked and fainted, Haruko, Matsui and Fujii and my guntai rubbed they eyes repeatedly, Mitchy’s gang dropped the banner they were holding, Ayako dropped her fan, and so on and so on.
I kept staring at Rukawa in disbelief, my cheeks turning crimson like his.
My first kiss was with another guy.
My first kiss was with a teammate.
My first kiss was with THAT STUPID FOX?!
And it turns out, that was also his first kiss.
“Do’ahou.”
“Kitsune!”
And that lead to another fight between the two of us.
And that was it.
… What?
Now you want to know about my most memorable kiss?
… Uh.
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September 4, 2005
Author: Viv
Genre: romance/humor
Rating: PG
Fandom: Slam Dunk [book - manga]
Pairing: HanaRu
Disclaimer: *hisses* Mine! Aaaaaaaaaall mine! *cackles*
Summary: … You want me to talk about what? [Hanamichi’s POV - part 01.]
… Sorry?
Kisses?
You want me to talk about my first kiss?
Well, I guess you could say that my first kiss was, uh, an accident?
So I’ve never been quite sure if it could have been really qualified as a kiss but both Mitchy and Ryochin still maintain that it was, as accidental as it was.
So my first kiss was… with the least expected of person (even though Ayako-san and Yohei insisted that they had seen it coming - not the kiss, but the person that I kissed or, er, kissed me. Who cares at this point anyway? Oh, you do? Anyway!) and happened in the least expected way - so unexpected that Megane-kun almost fell over had it not been Mitchy holding him up while Gori spit out so hard the water he was drinking that poor Yasuda and Kakuta both ended up drenched. Everyone had they jaws hitting the gym floor.
It happened during my first year. And during basketball practice. I had since been part of the team for maybe about 3 months or so and we were having a match. My army was there, along with Haruko-san and her friends, Mitchy’s friends and the (blasted) Rukawa fanclub, watching us (and mocking me).
I honestly have never met anyone as annoying as those airheads yet. Well, except for Kyota, that monkey-butt, but Ru, Ka, Wa and their clones are in a category of their own. Honestly, they were always disrupting our-
What was that? The kiss? Oh, right, sorry.
We were somewhere halfway through practice and I was trying to steal the ball from that stupid fox-boy when it happened.
Before both of us had even realized it, Ryota had already snatched the bouncing ball from Rukawa and taken off, which lead to Shinji - who was standing by the closest - to run after him. In the process, Shinji accidentally bumped into Rukawa.
And that stupid kitsune tripped forward and fell.
Taking me with him.
Because, as I said earlier, I was trying to steal the ball from him when he was still dribbling with it and that implies that I was facing him. And I did say that he fell forward, right? So he fell straight into- right, sorry, no I don’t think you’re stupid!
Back to the subject.
So Rukawa landed on me and even though I was slightly taller and heavier than him (I still am, now that I think of it, although we both do wear about the same size - wait, I never said that and you may absolutely not ask me how I know that), I basically got knocked over by him and ended up sprawled on the floor with him on top of me.
And his lips on mine.
I froze.
And you know what Ka- fox-boy did?
He froze too.
Which meant that we remained in that position for quite a while with our lips connected, making the contact longer than intended - not that any contact was intended at all to start with.
In front of the entire team and whoever else that was there.
It was until we heard the sound of a ball hitting the floor - I think it was Kogure who dropped it - that Rukawa and me finally snapped out of it and separated in the blink of an eye.
And then we notice how everyone was staring- no, correction, gaping at us, eyes as large as saucers and mouths hanging so wide open that they were practically inviting flies in. Coach Anzai, who is usually so calm and collected, readjusted his glasses before settling on gaping too.
Rukawa and I were still on the floor but a few feet were separating us. We blinked back at everyone a few times before turning to each other at the same time.
And the fox actually blushed.
Blushed.
Rukawa blushed.
No one ever thought that the verb ‘blush’ would actually directly follow the noun (or more importantly, subject) Rukawa as an action.
And suddenly that seemed to trigger the world to start turning again.
Megane-kun fell back but Mitchy quickly caught him, Akagi spit out his drink on Kakuta and Yasuda, Ryota fell forward flat on his face while Shinji’s forehead almost met the floor when he tripped on Ryochin, the Rukawa fanclub shrieked and fainted, Haruko, Matsui and Fujii and my guntai rubbed they eyes repeatedly, Mitchy’s gang dropped the banner they were holding, Ayako dropped her fan, and so on and so on.
I kept staring at Rukawa in disbelief, my cheeks turning crimson like his.
My first kiss was with another guy.
My first kiss was with a teammate.
My first kiss was with THAT STUPID FOX?!
And it turns out, that was also his first kiss.
“Do’ahou.”
“Kitsune!”
And that lead to another fight between the two of us.
And that was it.
… What?
Now you want to know about my most memorable kiss?
… Uh.
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September 4, 2005