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Title: Brutal
Fandom: Slam Dunk
Rating: PG
Word Count: 354
Characters: Ayako, Miyagi, Mitsui cameo
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jump100’s Brutal challenge
Summary: Ayako’s having a bad day. ‘Nuff said.
Ayako was having a bad day. That happens sometimes, but this was just one of the worst. So bad, actually, she didn’t even have the heart to categorize it under ‘that time of the month’ because that meant she was this angry and feed up and mean for a week (despite that fact that is /was/ ‘that time of the month’ wasn’t the point).
She didn’t even have karma to blame for it, either, because she really didn’t think she did anything horrible /before/ today. But today had it in for her: burning and subsequently skipping breakfast, missing her ride and being late for class, the inevitable lecture that followed that, incomplete homework (which she had was CERTAIN she had done!), forgetting any… ‘personal hygiene products’ and now, well, this.
“NO.”
“Aw, but Aya-chan!” Miygai was following her like a little puppy, whining and pleading the whole way and bringing about attention she really didn’t want at that moment.
“No is no, Ryota.”
“You said last time another would be so bad, and I got paid a couple days ago so this week would be perfect for-“
Ayako whirled, the last of her restraints snapping. “I said NO! Get that through your head! I don’t WANT to and if you keep asking me about it over and over again, I swear, Ryota, I’m going to regret ever going out with you in the first place!”
Miyagi- already so tiny next to most of his teammates –seemed to shrivel to half his size. He looked up at her with big eyes, fidgeting apologetically and looked, for all the world, as if he were about to cry. “I’m sorry, Aya-chan.” He mumbled, toeing the ground. “I didn’t mean to make you hate me.”
Already feeling like wanting to beat her head in for snapping at the poor boy (he was a sweet guy, really he was) Ayako turned away, not wanting to see as some of the benchwarmers tried to keep Miyagi from attempting to hang himself from the basketball rim.
She saw Mitsui looking at her. “What?” She snapped.
“Damn.” He said simply. “That’s brutal.”
Title: Brutal
Fandom: Slam Dunk
Rating: PG
Word Count: 354
Characters: Ayako, Miyagi, Mitsui cameo
In Response to:
jump100’s Brutal challengeSummary: Ayako’s having a bad day. ‘Nuff said.
Ayako was having a bad day. That happens sometimes, but this was just one of the worst. So bad, actually, she didn’t even have the heart to categorize it under ‘that time of the month’ because that meant she was this angry and feed up and mean for a week (despite that fact that is /was/ ‘that time of the month’ wasn’t the point).
She didn’t even have karma to blame for it, either, because she really didn’t think she did anything horrible /before/ today. But today had it in for her: burning and subsequently skipping breakfast, missing her ride and being late for class, the inevitable lecture that followed that, incomplete homework (which she had was CERTAIN she had done!), forgetting any… ‘personal hygiene products’ and now, well, this.
“NO.”
“Aw, but Aya-chan!” Miygai was following her like a little puppy, whining and pleading the whole way and bringing about attention she really didn’t want at that moment.
“No is no, Ryota.”
“You said last time another would be so bad, and I got paid a couple days ago so this week would be perfect for-“
Ayako whirled, the last of her restraints snapping. “I said NO! Get that through your head! I don’t WANT to and if you keep asking me about it over and over again, I swear, Ryota, I’m going to regret ever going out with you in the first place!”
Miyagi- already so tiny next to most of his teammates –seemed to shrivel to half his size. He looked up at her with big eyes, fidgeting apologetically and looked, for all the world, as if he were about to cry. “I’m sorry, Aya-chan.” He mumbled, toeing the ground. “I didn’t mean to make you hate me.”
Already feeling like wanting to beat her head in for snapping at the poor boy (he was a sweet guy, really he was) Ayako turned away, not wanting to see as some of the benchwarmers tried to keep Miyagi from attempting to hang himself from the basketball rim.
She saw Mitsui looking at her. “What?” She snapped.
“Damn.” He said simply. “That’s brutal.”
