Hanahi had wolfed down her lunch and come straight to the gym, her coach had been on her about doing some cross training, apparently her hand-eye coordination wasn't up to snuff and just running in a straight line wasn't going to cut it as a supliment. Now she had been banned from the wall until she completed her new training was completed, a simple challenge, 1000 baskets, when he'd told her that it seem hard, but not impossible, than he added to it, with just three simple words, he made the simple exorcise a herculean feat. 'In a row' just how was she supposed to do that. As near as she could tell it was impossible, she'd managed a high score of three so far.

She dribbled the ball infront of her a little bit, and it went wide. She went after it and repeated, giving a little grunt as she threw the thing, and it bounced off the rim, this time coming straight for her face, though she easily caught it out of the air. Once more she tried this time the ball landed perfectly, not through the hoop but instead getting itself caught between the hoop and the back board. She moaned cursing who ever came up with this stupid game and his entire nation.

As Hanahi stares at the ball another one will come flying over from behind her, hit the logged one on the top so that it fell through then net and then the ball that hit it arced straight up and also went through the net. Kousuke walks past her and picks up one of the balls. Then the other and tosses it over to her. "Oh, you're new." He comments, not really meaning any thing by it.

"It's nice to meet you, my name is Kousuke, do you have an interest?" He asks curiously indicating the hoop. He had learned from his time with Yuki that there was no need to worry about things like gender or stature on the court so he hadn't made any judgements about how good she was yet. Then he walks over to her and extends his hand.

Kousuke was fairly tall he had grown recently and now stood at 6'2" he had an athletic build that only came from constant movement and not from the gym, a carefree smile and bright eyes that seemed to face each new day as both a challenge and a game.

Hanahi watched as the ball flew through the air, first knocking her precariously balanced ball into the net, and than finding its own way into the net. She couldn't help but feel that was quite overly showy. When Kousuke tosses the ball at her, she manages to catch it, though takes a step back. She gives him a shy smile, as he called her new.

"I'm Hanahi." She glanced down for a moment, missing his pointing out the basket. "Am I interested?!" She was taken aback by his frankness but managed to compose herself for a moment to looked him over, and scrutinize him more closely than she had before. He was taller than her, probably had a good 20 centimetres on her at least, and probably closer to 30, he was handsome enough she supposed though the blue hair just struck her as somewhat lame.

She was stunned with how forward he was being, though it would have been a lie to say she wasn't the least bit flattered. She could feel her heart starting to melt with that smile until she gave herself a mental slap, reminding herself that all boys a wolves, and he was a boy, therefore a wolf. "Are you this forward with all the girls you find playing with balls?" She asked, slowly turning red as she realized what she had just said.

He grins back as she gives him a shy smile, but then when she seems to get embarrassed he leans forward a bit and lifts and eyebrow in confusion. As she finishes her comment he chuckles slightly. "I~ don't know if we are talking about the same thing anymore. I am certainly forward enough to ask if most of the people I meet practicing basketball are interested in it." He explains though after a few moments of trying to figure out what she was getting at he realizes.

"Oh~ I guess I wasn't clear enough, I was asking if you were interested in the game..." His cheeks turn slightly red in embarrassment. "I~I'm not really good with that kinda thing...besides I'm pretty sure Ama wouldn't approve." He says with a lopsided grin. He picks up another basketball and instead of using his normally formless shots he instead jumps and demonstrating excellent form sinks a three.

"I'm pretty sure I saw you in one of the other sections, any special reason you're here?" He asks curiously, if she just wanted to play he would love an oppoenent, but no sense intimidating someone who was just here to mess around."

When Kousuke explained that he wasn't asking her out, Hanahi could feel her face quickly turning scarlet and she half hid behind the ball she was holding. "Oh! Uh, game? What game do you- Right! This game, ballbasket, er, basketball." She was stammering around like an idiot, not to mention that he had a girlfriend, he had just mentioned her hadn't he?

When he asked why she was here she had to swallow hard before finding her voice. "Um, my coach told me I have to get enough baskets in an hour, so I need to practice or else he won't let me back on the wall." She took a moment to peek up at his from the other side of her ball that she still had pressed to her face. "Why are you here? Oh! if you have practice right now I can go." She didn't want to cost other people their practice time, even more so when it wasn't her actual sport.

As Hanahi begins to stammer Kousuke laughs and picks up the ball he was using from under the net. "No problem, partially my fault for not being clear." he admits as he spins the ball on his finger tip. "I've often been told I'm pretty oblivious so don't let worry about it. Besides I'd assume someone as attractive as you would already have someone." He says, more attempting to ease the tension than make a pass. After saying this he jumps up and dunks the ball then when he lands he grabs it again after it bounces.

"There's no reason for you to leave, there isn't any practice right now and I certainly don't like the idea of trying to prevent someone from doing something just because it isn't their specialty." He tells her though when she mentions her coach telling her to make baskets his head cocks a bit at this. "What sport do you do? Not many of them think of basketball as good cross training."

Then he asks "how many shots do you have to make anyways?"

Hanahi looked away from him when he said that she must have someone to spend those cold nights with, beyond her sister. "Um, no I don't." She gave a weak smile, though she didn't much feel like it. She watched the arch of ball as it flew through the air and effortlessly passes through the hoop. She was more than a little envious of his skill.

"Okay." She said as Kousuke said she didn't have to go. She made a shot with the ball she had been holding and it went wide to the right of the basket. She wimpered a bit to herself before running after the run away ball. When she returned she explained. "I'm a climber, my coach wants me to improve my hand-eye co-ordination." When he asked how many she had to do, she wasn't sure if he'd laugh at her or not when she told him. "Um... a thousand in an hour?" She wasn't sure how realistic that was for her to be able to do.

When she admits to not having a boyfriend he scratches the back of his head. "Well I've made this awkward." He admits with a bit of a chuckle. Though Kou's generally positive demeanor still shows through as he doesn't really seem bothered. "Sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable."

As he watches her shot and then go to get the ball he walks under the net and crouches a bit as if ready to jump. "If you're trying to hit a target why don't I help out?" He suggests. "I'll rebound and pass the ball back so you don't have to waste time getting it."

Though after suggesting this he stares at her in shock when she tells him how many shots she needs to make in an hour he stares at her in astonishment. "Your coach is insane..." he says simply. "Assuming you had perfect accuracy that means you've gotta make roughly 1 shot every 3 seconds." he tells her, eyes wide. "I couldn't do that, and I know no one else on our team can either."

"Are you sure?" She felt embarrassed that she'd make him go running so much. She made a shot on the basket and it hit the rim bouncing away almost like it had a mind of its own, going directly for kousuke's face. "Oh! Sorry!"

She simply nodded when her coach was called insane. "I have to make five shots every eighteen seconds." She winced when he said it was impossible. "How impossible is it?" She grimaced at the thought that she was on a fool's errand.

"Don't worry about me." He assures her with a smile. "It's good practice for me as well. Rebounding is something I haven't worked on in a while." Though as he says this and the ball heads for him he jumps up and grabs it before it hits him...unfortunately he wasn't paying as much attention to other things and his head hits the back board and he ends up landing then immediately crouching forward and grabbing his head. "Ouch~ It's been a while since I've done that."

After a moment or two he gives the ball back and resumes his position. "Well given the fact it'll probably take about 2 to 3 seconds to complete a shot when you get in a rhythm and it'll take about 2 seconds to retrieve and return the ball to you. If you have 100% accuracy for an entire hour of shooting and do not slow down from a high pace then it's possible."

"...if you can do that, then you should just go pro now cause I don't think any of them can do that." He admits.

Hanahi watched in horror as Kousuke hit his head on the back board. Before she was even truly aware of what she was doing she was running towards him at full tilt, it felt like she spent as much time sliding to a stop as she did running towards him. She finally stopped just a few centimetres from him, her eyes wide with fear. As he handed her the ball she discarded it, not caring about getting about shooting any more baskets at the moment.

"Are you okay?!" Before getting an answer her hands were moving through his hair. "Hold still" She ordered him as she examined his scalp for any serious abrasions. "Tell me if anything hurts." She was close to him, he was taller than her and this made checking him difficult, only once she had traced her fingers across most of his scalp did she realize that she had just spent the last several moments pressing up to him, all the while staring at his face. She froze there, not able to get her body to move away from him, despite yelling at herself to do so, and she realized she could smell him, with that she could feel her skin start to flush. "Uhh...."

Kou is surprised when his head is suddenly grabbed and she presses up against him to check his head. He is briefly worried that she would be suspicious when she doesn't find damage, but figures he can probably shrug it off. When she freezes up he adopts a confused expression and steps back form her and then leans down a bit to look at her.

"Am I gonna make it Doc?" He asks in a joking tone before getting back into position.

"But more seriously don't worry about it. I'm pretty durable it's one of my redeeming feature." He announces with a hearty laugh. Though as he looks at her he comes to a conclusion and says it. "You're a good person, thanks for the concern."

When he asks her if he'll be fine she can slowly feel control coming back to her body. "Un-huh" with that she manages to give a little nod. She slowly backs away from him, though can still feel the warmth of his body on her, and his scent is still in her nose. She can barely understand his words as she does her best to collect herself.

She looks back at him to hear the last thing that he said, calling her a good person. With that she could feel what she only imagined was her brain seeping out of her ear and then slowly moving away from her on the floor. "Uh... thank you." It was safe to say she had completely forgotten why she was here in the first place.

After she backs away Kousuke watches her for a moments in confusion. "Are you okay?" he asks as he retrieves the ball and passes it gently. "Anyways your coach is being unreasonable." Though as he says this a loud noise erupts from his abdomen. "..." His face turns red.

"It looks like I'm hungry." He says, and heads over to the bleachers grabbing a several layer lunchbox packed with food. "Looks like the others aren't going to be around to steal my food, so you wanna join me?" He asks "I'll show you some drills for hand eye coordination afterwards. Shooting isn't actually good for that. Shootings about muscle memory, dynamic vision and depth perception."

"Dribbling drills are probably more of what you are looking for. We can work on those then figure out what to tell your coach." He suggests as he walks behind the hoop and opens the box. The food in it looked good though it was definitely hand made it was prepared by a hand that had done a lot of cooking.

"I'm fine, I am fine." She said, not really feeling like it was true, but slowly she was starting get a hold of her senses once more. When the noise erupted from his stomach she nearly jumped out of her skin. She walks over to him and sits down a little less than a metre from him, and is amazed at the size of the lunch that he has brought with him. She'd eaten the rather meager lunch before starting shooting, just a piece of bread with some custard in the middle.

She does her best to keep her gazed locked on his face lest she start starting at his food. "Oh, do you really think so?" She nods when he says that dribbling would be better. "Alright, if you can show me that'd be good too, I guess." She wasn't sure what to say to her coach.