A/N: Okay, new collection here, but this time for Kuroko No Basuke, because I write for KHR mostly. I really hope you guys will like this. And we start off with Midorima :3 Request the next character please.

Text (Midorima Shintaro)

The curtains swayed to the steady breeze of the table fan, the alarm beeping idly on the side table. He grumbled under his breath, carefully undraping the bed sheet off his form.

He squinted his eyes, trying to make sense of his surroundings. His eyesight was still as bad as ever. His calloused hands reached over, slamming the alarm shut. There was no pleasant way to wake up, today. Patting the table, he fumbled for his glasses and his phone, in the process knocking both of them over.

He sighed under his breath, running his fingers through his green locks.

This was an everyday thing; one would think he would get used to it, but no he just blamed it on Oha-Asa. He got out of bed, his tall figure looming in the room. He sat down on the carpeted, patting the ground searching for his phone and glasses. He was starting to get irritated, his eye twitched in annoyance.

Finally, finding his glasses, he slipped them on, adjusting them on the bridge of his nose, and then he found his phone, with the battery removed.

Was this some foreboding? Actually, this was all normal, it happened, everyday. He checked the time; it was now 4 in the morning. He pursed his lips, adjusting his glasses.

He flipped past his contacts, stopping at one name. He hadn't spoken to her in a while, and not like he cared. He did not care one bit that he couldn't speak to her, in a long, long, long, long…time.

He stared at his phone for a little while longer, his fingers drifting to his lips, back leaned against the bed.

His eye started to twitch: what the hell was going on? He did not care one bit, but…still. He clicked her name, attempting to type her a message, just in time to get interrupted by HIM.

Are you up nnooowww?! ^ _ ^

He gripped his phone tightly, swiftly closing Takao's message, before he would proceed to throw the phone manically out of the window. He sighed under his breath, attempting to type again.

Reppply to me, will you…you tsundere "-_-

Argh, he couldn't take this anymore.

Go die.

And then he continued to type whatever he wanted to her. His fingers paused after every word, thinking whether he wrote something wrong, whether that would-

Nope, he didn't care. He did not care. He did not care. He did not care one bit. He typed the message, and tossed his phone back on the bed, as he groggily stumbled off to dress for basketball practice.

[Name] tossed in her bed, the beeping annoying her drastically. She frowned, quickly grabbing her phone. Who was texting her, this early in the morning, and so many messages at that. She opened her eyes, instantly squinting them at the bright light of her phone. Argh, it hurts.

Who?

Wait.

Her eyes widened, gripping the nearest pillow next to her tightly.

The corner of her lips tucked into a light smile, her eyes struggling to stay open. She melted into her pillow, knowing that for once, that the green haired male texted her first, and then she drifted off to sleep.

Knowing you [Name], you probably must be sleeping, but I don't care.

Just.

Um…

Good morning, [Name].