Monday, November 8, 2010

How Much Do Struts Cost

[Slam Dunk] Thief

Fandom: Slam Dunk
Torque: Kaede Rukawa / Hanamichi Sakuragi
set of issues: September 6- Aladdin
Prompt: 09. Thief
Rating: PG
Genre: fluff / General, AU
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, all Copyright reserved for master Inoue, the story is not written for profit.
Notes: yaoi
Thanks: to [info] nonna_giuly for betaggio and comments \u0026lt;3



The thief

Pov Rukawa

I approach the window, moving two fingers on the curtain to peek outside the entrance of the house.
The sun is not yet fully emerged, moreover, are only half past five in the morning and, in fact, I should not be standing at this hour before dawn.
But there is a reason that compels me to these patrols during the day, for several days: a thief.
Some of unidentified enjoys every week to steal milk from the doorstep. I'm not the only victim of these petty theft: the neighborhood is complaining, but nobody moves a finger to resolve the situation in this regard.
This story goes on for a month now and I'm tired!
has been difficult to develop a plan to unmask the culprit in that, cleverly, to steal it never goes on set days, it changes from week to week, sometimes exceeding three days and so far six have never been able to catch him red-handed. But today I beat it, that's for sure, as sure as my name is Kaede Rukawa!
A suspicious movement near the gate to move me to look in that direction, sharp sight and I listen, ready to open the shutter door, when was surprised by what I see and I never expected: a pug puppy sneaks through the bushes in my garden, walking down the legs, looking around cautiously, sneaking reaches the door, then without that I may realize I see it speeding away with a rapidity I never expected that, in the mouth and one of my bottles of milk!
do not have time to amaze me that much that now I go out and run back to recover the stolen goods.
In a flash, I think now that behind all this, there must necessarily be someone other than the dog: it is mathematically impossible that the animal, as driven by hunger, acted as 'reason'. He has been trained to do so, I'm sure!
Despite his funny gait, the puppy is very quick, but I can not lose sight of it. It makes a long way, however, that turned the corner, enter into the garden of a house slipping between the boards of a wooden gate a bit 'discontinued.
I go up and follow him with his eyes: I make sure no one is around and within myself.
The building is large but crumbling, does not appear at all well.
Now that we pay attention, often pitch here, but I had never noticed: maybe it is abandoned.
I approach the door and read an inscription on the bell: 'Orphanage'. Puzzled
observe the structure and are almost tempted to go away and let go when a guy's voice comes to me loud and clear from the back, followed by a happy bark.
"Well done my Tensai!" Says the stranger.
Driven by a curiosity that usually is not mine, I walk up and hidden prejudice, I see a red-haired boy kneeling on the grass that Shakes the happy puppy who licks his hands and moves his arms excitedly.
abandoned beside the young there is a wooden box with six bottles of milk.
'That's where they're going to finish our morning stocks and that's the spoils of today' I think.
Even before I know it, clear my presence, suddenly coming out from my hiding place: "It is so it is working for you! "and say the boy, frightened, loses his balance sitting on the ground.
The dog turns to me and growls offensive.
Puff, 'But where to go, how small you are!' I bend over, placing one knee on the ground and tend the arm, calling him a slight whistle.
The dog, abandoned all the bellicose intentions, runs towards me to be caressed.
Dog pimp! "The boy says, still sitting on the ground, putting on a little pout that I would call soft, if only I were not as they are.
Dog Doah, if anything, "I correct him, getting up and picking up the puppy.
The red-haired boy stands up in turn and see that it is a nice guy: tanned, athletic and has a beautiful face, really bad, nasty notes in my mind. But I'm not here for now.
"Who the hell are you? What are you doing here? "He asks, for attacking defense, jumping up and going one step.
"I followed a thief and brought me here!" I said, shrugging his shoulders, caressing the head of the puppy that stirs happy.
He left speechless and his eyes run traitor to bottles of milk at her feet.
"I see you understand what I mean, then you are the thief, not this dog! "reflects by grounding the animal and move closer to his master.
"Moderate your language, dear!" He says, blushing slightly.
"Why send him to steal my milk?" I ask him and he bites his lip uncomfortable without going to respond.
"Well, we can resolve the issue between us in peace, or call the police, for me it makes no difference, you choose!" Provoked her back to him, ready to go when his voice was firm and his hand rests on my shoulder.
"Wait!" I turn around. "Do not call the authorities! Look I'm sorry, okay, for petty theft and the rest but ... "she sighs, and I came to him to hear what he has to say. His hand slips away from me and a bit 'I regret, his grip was warm and now I feel a sense of emptiness in my heart to take.
"My name is Hanamichi and are the responsibility of this institution for children. It's full of children without a family or a home. We leave them while they are still in swaddling clothes and abandoning them at the door, or they will bring the hospital. There are so many good-hearted families willing to care for them and love them. Many of them will set back as there were parcels, "he says angrily, clenching his fists at his sides, and I get the feeling that the very thing it touches, more than they want to see.
nodded and he continued.
"We do not have enough funds to meet the needs of all, the state does not help us much and in danger of closing. They do not care about the end that will make these poor kids and I've got to feed them, "he says and watch the milk crate at his feet.
He realizes it, he bends down and gives me: "Look, sorry for the harm I've caused. It was not my intention to steal, but yours is a wealthy neighborhood and I thought the world would not have fallen if I had a few bottles every now private. I know from me that is a bad thing, but ... I had no choice ... "
" I'll take care of their own? "I ask, taking the tape and observing the full bottles, then watch it and he shakes his head.
"No, me and other young volunteers. I work in a bar in the evening and every month, we each put a hand to support the extra costs, but can not do it alone. " A tense silence falls between
we do not have words for what I said and I also feel a bit 'idiot to come here to claim to be a stupid bottle.
I watch and sigh: "What did you say your name?"
"Hanamichi ... Ha ..."
has a name that I like: "Hanamichi ..." I say casually almost without realizing it, while I tend to new case.
He looks at me bewildered and Tensai barks, I bent down to stroke it and turned back at the Rossini.
"Keep it, the neighborhood does not seem bothered by it, but next time, go home yourself, you'll find an escort. I will ask my father works in the high places and see what I can do to help "I say, exposing more than I've ever done in my life and he smiles at me, a beautiful smile and cheerful, that leaves me lying breath.
"Really!?"
"Nh ..." I say, nodding.
new faces to leave when he still stops me.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
I turned and asked me: "What's your name?"
"Kaede ..."
"Kaede ..." he repeats my name, as I did with her, then smiles at me again, making a salute with his hand: "Thank you, Kaede!"
I mention a movement of the head and when I ride, sure he can no longer see me, just smile.

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