The Kitten
by Star Mirage
Disclaimer - Slam Dunk belongs to Takehiko Inoue and etc.
Author's note: Thanks to all those people, who sent me comments about this fanfic! I'm really happy to know that you like this my story. This is the last part of the fic (plus epilogue)! The fic is unedited yet, so I'm sorry about mistakes. (I know there are a lot of them in the text! Mmm... Maybe somebody wants to help me with correcting them?) ^_^ Well, your comments are welcome!
Part Five
It was almost night as Rukawa returned from his usual individual practice on the nearest court. Half-dozing, he paid no attention to the surroundings. Only approaching to his house, he lifted his eyes and blinked surprisingly. There was no less a person than that annoying do-aho, standing at Rukawa's house front door.
"What are you doing here, do'aho?" Rukawa asked in his usual ice voice.
And immediately, Hanamichi reacted to the insult.
"Why you, kitsune!" but he have not got any word in reply, so he fell silent and stared at the ground with confusion.
"Well. . . mmm. . . here."
With that Hanamichi puled the red kitten out off his jacket and handed it to the dark-haired boy. Rukawa's eyes become wide with surprise.
"H-how . . ? What's this?" he asked, looking at the pet.
Hanamichi smiled nervously.
"This is a new Tensai. . . For you."
"How did you know?" demanded Rukawa, stroking absently the kitten to big pleasure of the latest.
The redhead boy started to shuffle one his foot on the ground.
"Mmm. . . It's a long story."
Rukawa warily looked at the redhead. Then he passed by Hanamichi, opened the front door and walked in. After that he turned to face the redhead.
"I have my time," he said coldly.
"Huh?" Hanamichi lifted his head to look at the fox-eyed boy uncertainly, who was standing at the door, waiting.
"Do-aho," Rukawa rolled his eyes and went into the house, leaving the door open.
'Is it an invitation?' wondered Hanamichi. Then he ventured and came into the Fox' residence, shutting down the door behind himself. He took off his shoes and walked after Rukawa into the sittingroom. Rukawa took a glance at the redhead and said nothing.
'So he really doesn't raise no objection to my presence here,' Hanamichi thought and followed Rukawa into the kitchen.
It was the same clean and orderly kitchen the redhead used to see some days ago.
"What will you eat, Tensai?" Rukawa uttered, looking into his refrigerator.
"Meow?" two replies sounded synchronously.
Rukawa looked about and almost burst in laughter. The sight of embarrassed redhead, who understood what he did right now, was fun enough. Amused, Rukawa raised his eyebrow and looked at Hanamichi, waiting for an explanation. Hanamichi blushed.
"Eh. . . As I said it's a long story. . . Maybe we will have a tea for a beginning? And, please, give something to Tensai. He's hungry. "
With that he pointed at the red kitten that was sitting on the chair and curiously eyed all around itself. Rukawa nodded and started to do a tea for himself and his enemy, not forgetting to give some milk to his new kitten.
* * * *
Later, sitting on the sofa in the livingroom, Rukawa was carefully listening to Hanamichi's story. Although his face remained fixed in his usual cold mask, and one his hand absently stroked the kitten, that was sitting on the dark-haired boy laps, Rukawa missed no word from the redhead's story.
Hanamichi sighed, taking breath after finishing his tale.
"Do you believe me?" he asked with a flutter, waiting for reaction. 'What if the kitsune will say that he doesn't believe me? It would be disappointing . . . But what if he'll say that he believes? That would be embarrassing. . .'
But Rukawa kept silent, gently stroking the kitten's tummy.
'Had he listened me at all?!' Hanamichi flew into a rage.
But when he was about to burst up, injured by Rukawa's silence, the fox-eyed boy lifted his head suddenly and looked at the redhead.
A moment after, Hanamichi's jaw dropped to the floor with a shock. Because Rukawa fell face down onto the sofa and started to laugh hysterically. While Hanamichi was staring in awe at the extraordinary scene - the laughing Mr. Ice King - the latter tried to utter something.
"And I was. . . wondering. . . why. . . that kitten. . . looked. . . on the verge of. . . of faintingfit every. . . every time I undressed. . ."
Hanamichi turned as red as tomato.
"Baka kitsune," he muttered, confused, looking at the shrieking with laughter the fox-eyed boy.
Through laugh, Rukawa managed to say in reply.
"Do'aho."
"Teme kitsune!" the redhead bursted up immediately. "How dare you call me by an idiot! I'm Tensai! And remember, you called me so yourself as I was in a cat form."
Rukawa sniffed, calming down, but a mischievous smirk had not left his face.
"Well," he said. "It's true, as a kitten you was genius. But as a human you're do'aho."
"Teme kitsune!" Hanamichi yelled.
He intended to jump onto the sofa, but tripped over his own leg and fell face down on the floor. Seeing that, Rukawa started to laugh yet more.
"Clumsy do'aho."
Epilogue
*** One year after ***
"Hey, Tensai! I brought a new pack of cat-food for you!"
Rukawa sat on the sofa and gently stroked a fullgrown fuzzy red cat, that was sitting on his laps. The red head of Hanamichi peeked out of the kitchen, observing the livingroom. Hanamichi smiled, after he noticed Rukawa and the cat.
Hanamichi approached to the sofa, stopped behind it, then leaned to Rukawa and strained him in his arms. He planted a light kiss on the fox-eyed boy's neck, then demonstrated a video-camera that he rented today.
"Look, Kaede, what I brought!"
"What for?" Rukawa asked, stroking the cat's fur lazily.
Hanamichi smirked, "You'll see."
He went toward the TV-set, laid the camera on it, and, directing focus at the sofa, pressed the button *Record*. Then the redhead went back to Rukawa and sat down next to him. Pulling the dark-haired boy to himself and throwing his arms around his waist, Hanamichi whispered into his lover's ear.
"We'll shoot a film about this day. Remember, today is a year since I have brought Tensai to you. We have to celebrate it!"
Rukawa smirked.
"Yeah, like usual happy family does."With delight, Hanamichi pecked Rukawa at a cheek.
"Of course! You know you are very lucky to have two Tensais in your home!"Rukawa ironically sniffed.
"I see only one Tensai here," and he pointed at the cat.The redhead withdrew resentfully, "And who am I then?!"
"You're do'aho," Rukawa smiled.
"Teme, Kitsune!!"
Hanamichi threw himself at the fox-eyed boy, but unlike of what he would done the last year, he pressed Rukawa with the weight of his body to the sofa, kicking the cat away, and run his hands under the dark-haired boy's shirt. For a second, he turned to the cat and said.
"Go to the kitchen, Tensai. And don't disturb us for a hour or two... We will be very busy."
With that Hanamichi attacked Rukawa's mouth, covering his lips with his own and kissing his lover passionately. Rukawa wrapped his arms around the redhead's neck and drew Hanamichi more closely...
The red cat looked at the men, who were making out on the sofa, and walked out of the room...
The camera kept on recording...
~ OWARI ~
PS: Thank to everyone for patience. Last days I was busy with one of my russian sites. It's "Fanfics from Russia" and if you know russian language, then visit it. There are a lot of fanfics that I have no time to translate into English ^^;; http://www.oocities.org/fanfromrus/main.htm
© Star Mirage, 2001