~Set place before Generation of Miracles starts becoming known, but has not kicked out Haizaki yet~
Shirokawa Ayame had just finished a short after school practice with her 'band'. Walking out of the room, she started talking to herself.
"We still need a drummer..." She said as she scrunched up her face.
In her head, she tired to picture a classmate who had the potential to be drummer, but... failed. Letting out a big sigh, she wandered around the school to find a drummer. Not that it was working though.
Teikou Middle School was famous for their talented students in all subjects. Despite the principal being a big music lover, their music department was least successful. The pressure got to most music students, and now very few other students dare to try music. Ayame however, didn't mind the pressure. She's moved on, and music was something she was very keen one.
Grumbling to herself, (even if it wouldn't help) she muttered her thoughts out loud.
"There were a more drummers back home! It can't be this hard, I swear!"
And now even more discouraged, she was on the verge of running into all the music classrooms to find a dedicated student practicing after school, but had to restrain herself. Instead, she opted to wander aimlessly fuming to herself. Without knowing it, Ayame had walked over to the school's gym. Staring blankly at the tall building, she wondered what to do.
Suddenly she remembered something. "Ah!"
Indeed Teikou was famous for many things, but there was also a new rising star in her new school. Tapping her feet, Ayame tried hard to remember their names.
"Generation of Miracles! ... I think."
The noise of the squeaking shoes, bouncing balls and the yelling of instructions made her curious enough to move over to the gym's door. She peeked through, staring at the intense training inside the gyms.
"1..2..3..4!" She counted, looking at the new gym and back at the old gym in the far corner. Obviously, the newest gym would've held the regular's training.
Suddenly she wanted to play, but the weight of her guitar on the back reminded her of her new band. But still, watching basketball made her a bit happier, so she stayed to watch.
Her eyes flew to the center of attention, and marveled at their skills.
"Blue, purple, green, silver and.. red?" The weird hair colours made her feel like laughing on the floor, but she giggled to herself in the corner, trying to keep quiet. By now the heavy guitar was now hurting her shoulders, so she calmed herself down and put it down next to her. When she turned around to continue watching though, the red haired person was suddenly at the door.
"What are you doing?" He asked suspiciously.
She jumped a bit, surprised that he noticed her.
"Oh, uh I was just watching." She replied nervously, directing her face to the ground since she couldn't help but be a bit bitter about only being able to watch.
Because of that, she didn't notice how the red-haired person suddenly narrowed his eyes. "Do you play basketball?"
She looked up, noticing his fierce red eyes. "Red eyes as well..." She mumbled.
The red head raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
"Oh! Oh, uh, sorry. Forget I said that." She gave a nervous laugh. 'I didn't realise I said that out loud..'
The boy coughed and repeated his question. "Do you play basketball?"
She nodded in reply. "Mhmm. I..yeah. I...I guess so." She looked at her leg and sighed.
He nodded but didn't say anything, leaving an awkward silence.
By now the regulars inside noticed that the captain left and was talking to a weird girl now, so they all kind of just stared at her curiously.
The dark blue haired guy spoke up loudly. "Ah.. look Tetsu! She's got big breasts. Don't you think so too?"
The red haired captain turned around and started speaking. "Daik-"
"HOW DARE YOU! GO BACK TO TRAINING PERVERT! YOU LOOKED LIKE A BETTER PERSON ON THE COURT!" Ayame yelled. She gave the scariest glare she could before turning her back on him.
"Haaaaaaaah?" Now pissed off at the reaction to his casual comment, the blue haired guy dropped the ball and started walking towards her, when suddenly a smaller boy pulled him back.
"Aomine, don't be like that." He shook his head at him before bowing in apology to her.
Ayame was so furious that she didn't even realise that the boy apologizing to her had appeared out of nowhere. 'So that asshole's name is Aomine. I better try out that voodoo doll I bought ages ago.'
Suddenly remembering the person next to her, she was about to say goodbye to him when he chuckled and spoke up. "So why are you here?"
"I wanted to cheer up by watching basketball." She replied tiredly.
The boy raised his eyebrow for a brief moment before welcoming her in. "As long as you're not a spy or another fangirl, you can come watch as an apology for Daiki's rude behavior. I'm Akashi Seijuro by the way. Nice to meet you."
Suddenly remembering Japanese manners, she started to speak more politely. "Ah. Please pardon my rudeness before Akashi-san. My name is Shirokawa Ayame. Nice to meet you too."
Akashi nodded and walked inside, leaving the door open for her to come in. She didn't want to get close to that blue haired pervert.. but it would be rude to reject the kind offer, so she reluctantly walked in. Picking up the guitar bag that was hiding on the side, she walked inside. When Akashi turned around to see if she was okay, he noticed the new guitar bag next to her.
"You play guitar...?"
"Oh." She forgot to tell them that basketball.. was the past. Smiling sadly, she apologized. "Sorry... I should've made it more clear. I.. I stopped playing basketball."
He nodded slowly, paying attention to the extra bitterness in her voice.
"I'm in a band now though! I love music you see." She smiled cheerfully and patted her guitar.
He returned her smile. "I can see that."
"Oi. Akashi, we startin' yet?" The grey haired person yelled.
"Oha Asa did say that I had to be extra patient today.." The green person murmured.
"It's alright Haizaki, Shintaro. I'm coming now." He gave a short nod to Ayame before walking back onto the court, slightly disappointed. His eyes weren't able to tell that something was wrong with her leg at his early stage of Emperor Eye, but his mistake would affect him greater than he'd think.
She seemed like a great basketball player. Oh well. I guess it wouldn't hurt to let her stay today. It was interesting to meet a strong female player like her, but I guess that guitar says otherwise. Someone like her is no use for the team. Whatever.
i actually wrote this nearly a full year ago and i wasn't planning to post it anymore but after so much planning and day dreaming about this story it felt kinda sad to let it all go to a waste
im not sure if i should continue this with 2 other stories i need to write, but if you guys like this please review and i'll see if i will continue !
tbe tomorrow