Lethargic

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A/N: *sigh* I honestly thought I was the first one to make a fem! Sakuragi fic lol. Oh well... Hope readers liked this, anyway!

DISCLAIMER: I WISH I own Slam Dunk

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CHAPTER 2: Lethargic

SHOHOKU

BAM!

Akagi hit her head to shut her up.

"ITTE! That's sexual harassment you idiotic basketball-gorilla!"

Kogure sweat-dropped. "Oi, Oi..." directed to both of them. He whipped his head around and, noticing the crowd they attracted, asked the audience to please get back to whatever they were doing. It was then that his eyes ended to young Haruko, staring at the mysterious red-head in worry.

"Demo..." Haruko intervened. "Why do you dislike basketball players?"

Silence

Hanamichi mentally shook whatever attacked her and pointed rudely at Gori. "I'm sorry he's your brother, but don't you think what he just did was hateful? Hitting a woman, and Sakuragi Hanamichi no less!" She exclaimed as if it answered everything.

Gori's eyes twitched. "You're not a woman, ahou. You're a monkey."

"Mou- Nii-san..."

"Akagi." Kogure seconded the reaction. You're not helping with the recruitment process! He mentally yelled, when-

Staaaaaaaaare

"W-What is it?" Kogure flinched at the girl who was glaring him down. Her eyes jerked.

"If you're thinking of recruiting me, then I'm outta here." She stated and turned around. Kogure and Haruko opened their mouths to try and convince her, but it was too late.

And... she jumped down the window again.

"S-Sakuragi-san!" they yelled and ran to the window. Both of them lost their footing when they saw her safe and sound... and went all the way to the ground. She stomped to the gate and did not even bother turning back.

She was going to cut classes, wasn't she...?

Hanamichi found herself in a random alley way in the city of Atsugi, after hours of wondering around. She was pulled out her trance by whistles and it was from a gang of 3.

"Nee-san, you seem lost. Wanna hang out with us for a while?" One said, and the other snickered. The other had his eyes narrowed at her red hair. She didn't take her eyes off the ground in seriousness. She was not in a good mood.

It didn't take long for the last guy to recognize her. "Red hair... *gulp* C-Could it be t-that famous middle school girl?"

"She looks high school now." One said, eyeing her rudely. She didn't bother flinching. The final guy scoffed with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"If so, then she probably graduated."

"Eh... lucky little girl, aren't you?"

They stood up and surrounded her- and circled around as if they were a pack of wolves and she was the sweet little rabbit. The metaphor was disconcerting in itself, and their pompousness was making everything worse. For them.

She sighed and placed her hand on her pockets, tapping her feet to ready them for action. She then looked up and stared at them, making them wince at the sight of her intimidating eyes. They quickly caught their composure and acted even more arrogant to mask their fear.

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