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Author's note: After quite a long time, here is the next ending with on of my favourite charcters. In the end it gets a bit creepy. I don't know how.

f/n = first name
l/n = last name
e/c = eye color
h/c = hair color
f/c = favourite color

"… Makoto.“

“Whaaaat!?“, say both look at me like I’m crazy.

“Hanamiya Makoto!? Are we talking about the same Hanamiya? The dark and evil jerk?”, Riko asks.

“Yeah. Is there a problem?”

Momoi asks “What do you love about him?”

He is my childhood friend. I know him damn well, his dark and his nice side.

“Even so he can be f***ing jerk, he is like my best friend and that’s what a good boyfriend should be like.” And I smile at them and they realize how much I’m in love with Makoto.

“But (_f/n_), how do you want to tell him?” Momoi asks with concern in her voice.

Riko scraps the back of her head and says: “Even so I don’t really like the idea of you two together. I would be really worried…”

Oh man, this will be fun …

__________________________________________________
Later that day

Wandering around the training camp, I spot Makoto at on of the many basketball grounds. Being unnoticed of him, I walk behind him and lean against a tree.

Makoto practices some regular shots and moves. But even so these are just some simple exercises, he is so focused. At times like this I remember how much he loved basketball back when we were kids.

But that changed when he lost against the Generation of Miracles. That was the beginning of his hatred against everything.

At first it was hard staying friends with him, but sometimes I saw the old Makoto. That’s why I couldn’t leave him. Nevertheless he also was cruel to me. Especially when it came to basketball.

So many times I just wanted to run away from him, but my love for him stopped me. Memories of our childhood kept me close to him.

What a desperate situation.

Being lost in my thought I haven’t realized that Makoto is standing in front of me.

“What are you doing here? Do you want to learn some goods moves and tricks to improve your unbelievable bad basketball skills? I mean you’re not worth it to call yourself a basketball player.”

There he goes again, making fun of me. Right now I really need to suppress the urge to hit him with my crutches.

Loving him, it’s so hard to stand situations like that. It feels like my feelings are met by a hard wall. This is the reason why I haven’ told him feelings yet. And I don’t think I will ever do this.

I won’t give him my heart so he can smash it into a million fragments. Maybe I should just forget him.

“No, I was here for something else, but it doesn’t matter anymore. Forget it.”

With my head hanging low, I make my way back to my room. I wish I could walk a bit faster, so I can get away from him, but my broken ankle is hindering me.

But I can’t walk far away, because a hand grabs me from behind and pulls me back aggressively. Losing my balance, I fall back. I was prepared to feel a sharp pain, when I hit the ground, but it is less painful than I thought.

Just now I realize that I closed my eyes. Opening them, I notice that Makoto is hovering above me, having his head behind my back. He must have tried to catch me.

“Damn, (_f/n_)!! Don’t suddenly fall. You could have get hurt!”

“Wait, you were the one who pulled on my arm!! What do you even want?”

Placing my head carefully on the ground, he grabs my hands and pins them on each side of my head. I try to use all of my strength to get free, but Makoto is just too strong.

“Makoto, let go of me! That’s absolutely not funny anymore.”

Looking into Makoto’s face, I see how serious he looks. He’s not wearing his typical badass smile. That’s strange.

“Yes, you’re right. It’s really not funny anymore. I’m tired of waiting.”

“Waiting? What the hell do you mean?”

Angrily he slams his fist on the ground, right next to my face. Surprisingly I’m not scared. No, I’m worried about him. Usually Makoto doesn’t show his anger, unless it’s about something important to him. Wait, does that mean …

“Makoto …”

“Do you even know how frustrating you are!? Since three years I spin my web around you, so that you fall in love with me, but it didn’t work!! I tried to do it the friendly way, but it seems like I just have to force you.”

With that Makoto smashes his lips onto mine, moving them forcefully. Then he grabs my chin and pulls my mouth open, so that he can push his tongue into my wet cavern.

After two minutes he pulls away and eyes me. Makoto is satisfied with the result, a blushing and panting me.

“I will never ever let you go, (_f/n_). You’re mine, now. I love you. That’s why I’m really sorry for what I’m going to do next.”

“What do you m…”

I couldn’t end my sentence, because Makoto knocked me out with a swift movement.

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Later

‘I’m scared’, is the first thought that goes through my head, when I get my consciousness back.

Around me everything is dark. Only a little candle gives the room I’m in some light. Where am I? I’ve never seen this place before.

When I tried to stand up, I realize that I’m chained to a bed I’m laying on. Then I notice that I’m wearing a black dress. Why did he change my clothes?

Suddenly the door swings open. Makoto comes into the room with a devilish grin on his face.

“Makoto, why?”

He comes closer to me, but I’m so afraid of him, that my body automatically tries to get away from him. But he grabs me with a firm and painful grip and pushes me into his chest.

“No. No. (_f/n_). You can’t run away from me. Did you forget? I will never ever let you go again.”

His evil laughter is the last thing I hear, before I lost my consciousness again.

:) (Smile) — Description
Author's note: After quite a long time, here is the next ending with on of my favourite charcters. In the end it gets a bit creepy. I don't know how.

f/n = first name
l/n = last name
e/c = eye color
h/c = hair color
f/c = favourite color

"… Makoto.“

“Whaaaat!?“, say both look at me like I’m crazy.

“Hanamiya Makoto!? Are we talking about the same Hanamiya? The dark and evil jerk?”, Riko asks.

“Yeah. Is there a problem?”

Momoi asks “What do you love about him?”

He is my childhood friend. I know him damn well, his dark and his nice side.

“Even so he can be f***ing jerk, he is like my best friend and that’s what a good boyfriend should be like.” And I smile at them and they realize how much I’m in love with Makoto.

“But (_f/n_), how do you want to tell him?” Momoi asks with concern in her voice.

Riko scraps the back of her head and says: “Even so I don’t really like the idea of you two together. I would be really worried…”

Oh man, this will be fun …

__________________________________________________
Later that day

Wandering around the training camp, I spot Makoto at on of the many basketball grounds. Being unnoticed of him, I walk behind him and lean against a tree.

Makoto practices some regular shots and moves. But even so these are just some simple exercises, he is so focused. At times like this I remember how much he loved basketball back when we were kids.

But that changed when he lost against the Generation of Miracles. That was the beginning of his hatred against everything.

At first it was hard staying friends with him, but sometimes I saw the old Makoto. That’s why I couldn’t leave him. Nevertheless he also was cruel to me. Especially when it came to basketball.

So many times I just wanted to run away from him, but my love for him stopped me. Memories of our childhood kept me close to him.

What a desperate situation.

Being lost in my thought I haven’t realized that Makoto is standing in front of me.

“What are you doing here? Do you want to learn some goods moves and tricks to improve your unbelievable bad basketball skills? I mean you’re not worth it to call yourself a basketball player.”

There he goes again, making fun of me. Right now I really need to suppress the urge to hit him with my crutches.

Loving him, it’s so hard to stand situations like that. It feels like my feelings are met by a hard wall. This is the reason why I haven’ told him feelings yet. And I don’t think I will ever do this.

I won’t give him my heart so he can smash it into a million fragments. Maybe I should just forget him.

“No, I was here for something else, but it doesn’t matter anymore. Forget it.”

With my head hanging low, I make my way back to my room. I wish I could walk a bit faster, so I can get away from him, but my broken ankle is hindering me.

But I can’t walk far away, because a hand grabs me from behind and pulls me back aggressively. Losing my balance, I fall back. I was prepared to feel a sharp pain, when I hit the ground, but it is less painful than I thought.

Just now I realize that I closed my eyes. Opening them, I notice that Makoto is hovering above me, having his head behind my back. He must have tried to catch me.

“Damn, (_f/n_)!! Don’t suddenly fall. You could have get hurt!”

“Wait, you were the one who pulled on my arm!! What do you even want?”

Placing my head carefully on the ground, he grabs my hands and pins them on each side of my head. I try to use all of my strength to get free, but Makoto is just too strong.

“Makoto, let go of me! That’s absolutely not funny anymore.”

Looking into Makoto’s face, I see how serious he looks. He’s not wearing his typical badass smile. That’s strange.

“Yes, you’re right. It’s really not funny anymore. I’m tired of waiting.”

“Waiting? What the hell do you mean?”

Angrily he slams his fist on the ground, right next to my face. Surprisingly I’m not scared. No, I’m worried about him. Usually Makoto doesn’t show his anger, unless it’s about something important to him. Wait, does that mean …

“Makoto …”

“Do you even know how frustrating you are!? Since three years I spin my web around you, so that you fall in love with me, but it didn’t work!! I tried to do it the friendly way, but it seems like I just have to force you.”

With that Makoto smashes his lips onto mine, moving them forcefully. Then he grabs my chin and pulls my mouth open, so that he can push his tongue into my wet cavern.

After two minutes he pulls away and eyes me. Makoto is satisfied with the result, a blushing and panting me.

“I will never ever let you go, (_f/n_). You’re mine, now. I love you. That’s why I’m really sorry for what I’m going to do next.”

“What do you m…”

I couldn’t end my sentence, because Makoto knocked me out with a swift movement.

_____________________________________________
Later

‘I’m scared’, is the first thought that goes through my head, when I get my consciousness back.

Around me everything is dark. Only a little candle gives the room I’m in some light. Where am I? I’ve never seen this place before.

When I tried to stand up, I realize that I’m chained to a bed I’m laying on. Then I notice that I’m wearing a black dress. Why did he change my clothes?

Suddenly the door swings open. Makoto comes into the room with a devilish grin on his face.

“Makoto, why?”

He comes closer to me, but I’m so afraid of him, that my body automatically tries to get away from him. But he grabs me with a firm and painful grip and pushes me into his chest.

“No. No. (_f/n_). You can’t run away from me. Did you forget? I will never ever let you go again.”

His evil laughter is the last thing I hear, before I lost my consciousness again.