Azure: Carnation

Rating: PG-13

Author's Notes: Hello there! I finally gathered enough courage to write a RuHaru fanfiction! Yayness! I really adore this rare and unappreciated pairing so please, if you're going to read this, make sure you leave a review. I will throw myself at your mercy and become your personal slave! [I'm kidding]  Joking aside, I really hope you do enjoy this fanfic, and I certainly advise the people who do not enjoy this piece not to FLAME and ROAST me alive.

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Haruko's POV

That day, June 23rd, I was regretting my decisions. I had told Rukawa Kaede how I felt. I poured out my heart under the cherry blossom tree on which we stood. I expected too much, all he did was scratch his head and lean in closer, his face still emotionless.

"I don't understand."

I frowned, tilting my head down, hiding the tears. Rukawa pretended he didn't understand but he did. His tone was sarcastic and mocking. I grind my teeth and clench my fists. And like any girl, I cry. I sob. I cry.

But won't expect him to comfort me.

"It's okay, Rukawa-kun absolutely loves basketball…I should've known you weren't interested in girls. I'm sorry."

"It's good that you know."

I flash a fake and pained smile.

"Please do your best in the next games! I'm sure everyone is counting one you."

He gives me a baffled look, it took quite sometime so he could register the sentences in his mind. When he did, he twitched and glared at me.

"Yeah."

So, the afternoon didn't mean anything much more than that.

I walked to home alone today.

At some point, I was seeing that maybe I would be walking alone forever.

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Rukawa's POV

I was expecting it, the captain's sister telling me how much she "loved" me. But those hazel eyes see nothing. How can she possibly love someone she knows nothing about?

Stupid little girl.

I wonder, how long had she lived in that delusional state? How long has she struggled with the allusion that I was indeed the man who chained her weak heart?

Stupid little girl.

How many years  have you looked at me, lovestruck and in awe? How long have you been oblivious to my faults and flaws?

How long have you suffered?

I don't know why I never had the chance to tell you this, but I greatly regret it.

I'm not perfect, there's no reason for you to look at me that way.

Apparently, I had given her so much pain. It must've been so much because she seemed to wait and see if she would bleed.

But no blood came out when I rejected Haruko Akagi.

There's no sense in regretting it.

I won't let myself get affected by such a measly thing.

I went and stood up to get one of the free towels in the locker room.

"I need a shower."

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"I heard that you dumped Akagi's sister. Everyone's been talking about it."

Hisashi Mitsui, leaning on the cold metal lockers, looks at Shohoku's Ace with unease. Kaede on the other hand, prefers not to further complicate things and keeps quiet, ignoring the older player.

"Listen to me when I'm talking, Rukawa!"

Hisahi may have been wild amongst many others, but he was still rather strict with respect to authority. He grabs him by the collar forcing the younger, yet taller boy to look at him straight in the face. The black school uniform, crinkled.

"Do you even, know how a girl feels after that?"

Kaede shook his head.

"I don't."

The raven-haired freshman looked away, an expression of darkness and gloom pasted on his face.

"I don't understand people who claim to love me, without a single thought of who I really am."

Rukawa was perfectly human, at times he did have his emotional outbursts. The senior could remember the bloodied boy glaring at him as if cursing him to death.

That day was when Hisashi Mitsui announced he wanted the Shohoku basketball team down.

Today, he was wearing the same deadly expression.

"Didn't your parents...always say the same thing?"

"Them…telling me they love me? You must be kidding."

"Feh, you really are a cold bastard."

Rukawa would be..an empty vessel. A handsome faced doll unable to feel for anyone else but himself.

A soulless, beautiful being that walked the earth.

He was very much like, the devil.

Mitsui let out a deep breath. Haruko was lucky to be dumped.

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Author's Notes: Good, Bad or just plain weird? Please do leave a review. The continuation of the story depends on these reviews, so please. XD I really love Slam Dunk and so far, it has been the best sports anime' I have ever watched. I can never understand why people dislike Haruko so much…[Note: This is coming from a YAOI fan.] I can see that she's awfully sweet and well-meaning, and although she may be a little too obsessed with Rukawa I still find her cute. :3