Indentured

Genre: Romance

Pairing: Mitru

Warning: shounen ai/yaoi, cursing

Rating: PG-13

Loosely based on: A separate Peace by John Knowles (I swear, Phineas and Gene are gay!)

(A/N: my first attempt at a Mitru pairing. Slightly bittersweet and based on the book I’m currently reading. Hope you guys enjoy it!

Chapter 1. Fatal Attractions

It was the biggest mistake I have ever made. Fuck… if I could go back and change what I did – what I have done to him I would… I sincerely would.

The biggest screw-up of my life was about a Super Rookie – a freshman boy by the name of Kaede Rukawa.

And yes – it wasan evenbigger mistake than when Idropped out of basketball because of a stupid injured knee. Big, fat, stupid mistake…

Now I know what you’re thinking: ‘What would a drop-dead gorgeous senior like me who could kick anyone’s ass in three-point shooting want – or even possible do – with a sniveling first year rookie who’s about as charming and accommodating as a piece of ice block? Me? THE Hisashi Mitsui?

At first I didn’t know either. It had started out small and harmless enough. I knew the first time Rukawa caught my eyes was when he fought back. Point in fact, he was actually the only one with the gall to stand his ground and throw the first punch in our direction when we tried to destroy the Shohoku team earlier.

Feisty, little bastard I first thought of him.

But, he had skills I had to admit. Serious skills. It was a good thing I never did intend to be the best in Japan (although the temptation is there) because he’d be a fucking hard rival to beat.

Then, came our match against Kainan. That was hard… really hard match. But that match made me respect him, and maybe resent him a little.

I couldn’t believe my eyes at first. The kid had the actual audacity to try and challenge Kainan alone during the game when we first couldn’t keep up. Just him vs. Kainan. It was amazing the boy could keep up, but then his stamina gave up on him. Guess nobody’s perfect.

It was a shame really.

But as my respect grew so did my resentment. He was even more anti-social than before. He played so hard that we thought there was nothing else worth mentioning in his life other than basketball.

Maybe I thought he had grown cocky and arrogant, but suddenly I had the urge to just beat him to oblivion just to prove my point.

What point?

I’m not really sure what I felt before but I felt I had to do something.

Pretty soon, as days went by, I realized that I had taken to blaming Rukawa for unfortunate events in my life as often as Sakuragi did. I missed that shot because Rukawa looked at me and ruined my concentration, I failed a test because of what Rukawa did during practice earlier, I got dumped because of Rukawa… get the picture?

Most of all I blamed Rukawa for my many sleepless night. That was entirely his fault.

How did it started? Practice had ended one warm (I’m sorry did I say warm? I meant scorching) summer day and all of us were dead beat since Akagi had ran us to the ground (I swear he’s a closet-sadist) again. The other team players had left save for Rukawa and me.

I stayed behind to catch up on my shooting (can you believe my mother made me study for a WHOLE week for a stupid Chemistry exam?) and as for Rukawa? Well… our Ice Prince wasn’t going to let anyone come between him and his beloved basketball. Not even the stifling, searing heat.

I had made my consecutive 10th 3-pointer by the time I looked up. Then I saw him. He was probably exhausted by that time. Dripping in sweat, the thin cotton t-shirt he wore stuck to him like a second skin and left little to the imagination. He was flushed and made little gasping noises as he took breaths. His messy raven locks flopped adorably over his right eye. And… there was something about him that made him look vulnerable and lost…

He (thankfully) did not notice me openly ogling him as he opened the cap of his sports drink and messily gulped it down. Small streams ofliquid escaped his mouth and poured down onto his body creating seductive patterns in my mind. I watched him, riveted, as he started to fix his things. His eyes shown bluer than ever, his cherry lips were drenched and he (and this was the first time I noticed this) had an absolutely great body. Now, I already knew Rukawa was a pretty boy (it’s pretty hard to avoid his fan club) but at that moment he looked so delicious - like a snack served up right in front of my starved, longing eyes that it was all I could do not to jump him right then and there.

I was shocked. Shocked at what I felt and at what images my awry mind conjured up – images of him in most compromising positions and attires. I was even more shocked that I liked what I saw in my mind and that I would like to see more and this time for real. Guilt colored my cheeks a crimson color as I tried to erase perverse thoughts from my mind. I tore my eyes away from the vision of beauty.

Damn… I never though THE Hisashi Mitsui was gay.

And I never though I’d be attracted to a teammate who was three years younger and whose favorite word was ‘do aho’.

I hastily left him without a word (but I doubt he cared). That day started it all. After that… I just couldn’t sleep without seeing my younger teammate in my dreams.

Kaede Rukawa had screwed up my life.

(A/N: well… I don’t know. I’m not really satisfied with this. What do you guys think? Should I continue with the second chapter? At least I think it’s better than my crappy RuOC fanfic I deleted before. I learned to love the Mitru pairing thanks to Night Strider and Castor and Pollux so if you guys are reading this – a million thanks! And to people expecting an update on WK I’m working on it too. Please review!