Slam Dunk Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden ❯ Forbidden ( One-Shot )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Title: Forbidden
Author: MitsuiSelphie
Genre: shounen-ai/violence/angst
Archives: SDBC, MM.org and FF.net
Rating: R (due to "explicit" terms used ^^;)
Pairing: KoMit
Disclaimer: SD belongs to Takehiko Inoue-sama, mochiron. ^^

Warning: This fic is short, but explicit language has been used, please proceed with caution. Children below 15, don't read, please. ^^; AND...KOGURE-KUN IS OOC IN THIS FICLET. ^^; AND...HE IS VIOLENT TOO...^^;

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Kogure Kiminobu adjusted his wire-rimmed glasses and looked at the clock at his bedside table. It was exactly 9 PM, the sky was dark and rain was threatening to pour...but still.

It was now or never. He picked up his jacket and left home in a hurry - there was no time to waste.

* * * The wind was cold and he was shivering under his thin jacket - but he didn't care. He wanted to find out at that very moment why...

Finally reaching his destination, he rapped loudly on the familiar Shohoku basketball club locker room door.

"Come in, it's open!" he heard a familiar voice shout. "Anou...Miyagi, don't you thik it's - "
"Konbanwa, Hisashi-san," he nodded at him casually.
"It's you...Kogure-kun."
"Aa..." he clinched at Mitsui's tone. It was cold, emotionless...full of hurt and regret. "Hisashi - "
"Mitsui," the present Shohoku co-captain corrected, "my name is Mitsui-san, Kogure-kun."

Kogure looked into his cobalt blue eyes...'No...' he thought, 'this can't be Hisashi.' Mitsui's eyes were hard, penetrating, dark like the pits of nothingness. 'Uso...'

"Aa..." he croaked, forcing a smile upon his lips.
"Well...what can I do for you, Kogure-kun?"
"Anou, Mitsui-san, could we talk for a while?" There was no time for beating around the bush, not when there was an obvious hint of impatience in Mitsui's voice.
"Why? There's nothing to talk about..."
"There is."

For the first time that night, Kogure saw a flicker of emotion in those blue eyes...pity - perhaps?

"What is it?" Mitsui stood up and crossed his arms. "I haven't got all day, I got to rest, we have a game with Ryukufu tomorrow."
"Mitsui-san, I wanted to know...why..."
"What do you mean why?"

Kogure removed his jacket and snorted. "You know what I mean, Mitsui," he smirked.
"What?"
"Why...why are you avoiding me?"
"Avoiding you?" the star three-pointer turned his back at him and feigned innocence.
"Yes."
"I haven't."
"Don't play games, Mitsui. I'm a patient person, but dammit, I won't get used and thrown away like a dirty rag!"

It was...the first time Mitsui saw Kogure this angry. He was usually Shohoku's peacemaker...but this Kogure was different.

"What the hell are you talking about, Kogure?" he finally faced him and gave him a glare of his own.
"Oh, don't pretend you're innocent...just last month, we were supposed to go to Akagi's party TOGETHER. But then, you made me wait for nothing for over five hours on a cold stormy night..." Kogure advanced on him, making him back up against the wall.

"I told you, I forgot!"

"Ever since last month," he continued, as if he never heard what Mitsui said, "you never talked to me again. We planned to go to Osaka on summer, but I heard you say you were going with the team to Shizuoka...why? Why?!!! Tell me why!" The fine-mannered ex vice-captain lost all his control and held Mitsui by the collar.

For a while, Mitsui was stunned to see Kogure like a raging bull. But he had more experience in cases like these than the other boy ever had. Quickly, in one quick graceful motion, he pushed Kogure away from him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he spat at him.
"No, what the FUCK is wrong with you!!!" Kogure pointed back, eyes burning with anger.
"There is nothing wrong with me! So what? I got bored of your company!"
"You're not the type to get bored Mitsui! You're not the type who gets tired of people!"
"Well how do you know that?"
"Because I know you well."
"YOU," he scoffed at him, "DON'T know me at all!"
"So...that's what it's all about? Why? Were you angry I couldn't spend as much time with you anymore like before? I have to study for the university exams, Hisashi - "
"MIT-SUI-SAN! And no, I'm not angry because we couldn't spend time together anymore...in fact, I don't want you in my life at all!!!"
"I thought we were best friends, Hisashi!"
"You THOUGHT we were!"
"What...do you mean?" Kogure's brown eyes flashed all the hurt that he felt that very second, sending waves of anger to the other boy.
"You know what I mean..." Mitsui whispered.
"You used me???" It was more of a statement than a question. Balling his hands into fists, he can't help but grit his teeth in anger.
"Yes I used you!"
"Why?"
"You were vice-captain of the team, you are popular, intelligent...I wanted to get my life back again and I could only do it by using you..."
"You're lying..." he shook his head.
"No I'm not..."
"YOU'RE A LIAR, HISASHI!"
"Shut the fuck up!!!"
"Fuck you!" Kogure slammed his fist against Mitsui's face, making the taller boy, stagger against the lockers. It wasn't enough to bring the renowned gangster to his knees, but it was enough to hurt him...not physically, but emotionally.

"Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!" Kogure cursed him. "All..." he paused to inhale deeply as he felt his lungs tighten and his head reeling with all the emotions he felt. "All my life..." he said, voice cracking as tears welled up his eyes, "all my life since I had known you...I thought of you as someone to look up to." wiping his face with hands, he looked back up at him with sadness in those brown eyes. "I admired you...and when you were gone for two years, I did all I could to help you...I went out of my way to talk to teachers to pass you in your subjects. You were so miserbale that I had to do something."

"I was NOT asking for your goddamn help!" Mitsui interjected, anger swelling up in his head.

"You ingrateful son of a bitch! Don't you ever say that to me! Do you know...do you know how much you hurt me? All I ever cared about is you! When I wake up in the morning, the first one I think about is you! Before I sleep at night, I think of you... In everything I do, I see you! You! You! You!" the brown-haired boy looked at him with hatred in his eyes, as tears ran down his flushed cheeks.

"Kogure..." Mitsui's eyes were wide with shock...he didn't know. He had no idea.

"Everything I ever did, I did it for you...you were the only one...but why did you have to do this to me? Why? I have loved you deeply! I didn't care what anyone would think, I loved you! And now...although I still do love you, I also hate you, Mitsui. Hate you for hurting me. Hate you for being so insensitive. HATE YOU FOR USING ME FOR YOUR OWN FUCKING GOOD! I love you but I hate you too...there's a thin line between love and hate, Mitsui, and you just happened to make me erase that line right now."

With that said, Kogure Kiminobu grabbed his jacket and left the locker room.

'I am alone...' Mitsui thought, and he was not talking about that moment itself. "I love you too, Min-kun..." he whispered to himself. It was all his fault. He shunned him because he didn't like the reality that he fell in love with another man. He wanted to get away from him...to bury Kogure deep into his past...but it seems like now, things had gone too far.

Shohoku's legendary three-pointer walked out of the locker room quietly. The corridors looked dark and lonely...he felt the familiar tightness in his stomach again. He was alone again...just like before - and it was all his fault. It was all his fault. It was his.

Grabbing the bottle before him, he looked around and found out where he was - the school's chemistry laboratory. He looked at the bottle and read the label - "cyanide." What was it? Oh yeah...he was asleep while the teacher was discussing about chemicals. He gave a deep chuckle... "Aa...life is funny..." he said to the empty room.

He felt a sudden jolt of his muscles...he was lost in his own thoughts, buried deep within his own hatred. He didn't notice...that the bottle on his hand was already empty.

"Hisashi..." he heard a shocked voice say by the doorway.

It was Kogure...

"What have you done?"

No...it was his Min-kun.

"No..."

This was all he heard before he collapsed into nothingness. He was gone. Mitsui Hisashi was gone.

Who am I? Who am I? What do I desire?
Will I ever know what is missing in my life if there is?
Or is my life perfect as it is?

Who am I?
Nobody could answer this question but myself,
For darkness, like people, could only be recognized
By those who know darkness themselves.

What do I desire?
I dream, but desire not,
I wish, but want not.
For the cravings of my soul are forbidden...
forbidden...truth behind the lies...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~OWARI*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Selp hie: There! ^^ This is the fic I promise Kimi-chan, my Ko-seme no Miko. It's pretty dark and Kogure's way OOC, but...well...^^; I hope you liked it...and oh...

Mitsui-sama, gomen nasai for killing you! T_T

Mitsui: T_T Selphie...why?
Kogure: You were a jerk, Mitsui, you deserve to be killed. -_-
Mitsui: Kogure! T_T T_T T_T
Selphie: @.@ *sneaks out of thread* Ja naaaaaaaaa....ohohoho...*^.^*

MitsuiSelphie aka Sylph-chan ~RuHanaRu No Seishi~ ~Mitsui No Seishi~ ~Ko-seme No Seishi~