Me: This is my first ever Kuroko no Basuke fanfic~, and technically, this is also my first fanfic! I hope this goes well, and all!

Summary: "I can forgive, but I can never forget." Hostility towards him was uncommon when it came from a female, so he tries his best to get her to like him the way the rest of the females do, finding her as an interesting challenge. But he can never understand the pain he had caused, whether it was intentional or not. Kise x Oc

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke, sadly.

Don't like, don't read.

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Chapter 1

It was already a bad day for her. First, she had forgotten to water the flowers on the bedside table in the room next to hers. Next, her mother was grouchier than usual, and there was a slap or two that happened, making a mess of her hair. And now, she just found out that the person she despised the most in all the universes that exist was near her.

Really, of all places to run into him, it had to be here, in this stupid school, and to be stuck with him for three years, give or take, was the worst moment she had ever experienced in her life.

Sighing exasperatedly to herself, she leaned back on her chair, twirling a pencil in her hands, and staring out the window. She could always ignore him, right?

"Psst, psst!"

Her eye twitched and she turned her head to the right, glaring at her seatmate. She could have tolerated his presence at the school, but did he really have to be her seatmate, as well?

"What do you want, Kise?" If looks could kill, the annoying blonde would have died over and over and over and over and over and over again. But unfortunately, all the glare did was make him grin ever more.

"Ogiwara-chan, want to go for some ice cream later?" he asked her, the grin never leaving his face. Some girls were squealing in the background, but most were glaring at the irritated brunette.

"No," she immediately answered.

"Why not?" he whined.

"Oh, I don't know because I don't like you?" she replied sarcastically.

"Why don't you like me?" he asked.

"Reasons you should know," she said, rolling her eyes and proceeding to stare out the window again. "Now, why don't you shut up and leave me alone?"

"But –"

By then, she had tuned him out, muttering a string of curses under her breath.

This school year and the ones to come would suck a lot.

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When lunch came, she had organized her stuff in her bag before taking her wallet and leaning across the wall, letting the fangirls rush out first. Like hell was she going to be caught in that stampede.

When they had finally gone, she went out, but found her path blocked by the blonde.

"Ogiwara-chan, want to eat lunch with me?"

"Haven't I already told you that I don't like you and that you should leave me alone? God," she snapped. "Now, move."

"Not until you each lunch with me~"

She stared blankly at him, before turning around and opening a window.

"H-Hey, what are you going to do?" she heard him ask her nervously.

"Jump out, duh."

"W-Wait, don't do that!" the blonde whined, hurrying forward, arms outstretched. "What did I do to make you want to kill yourself?"

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Who the heck said anything about suicide?"

He blinked twice. "Huh?"

"I don't need to explain myself to you," she sneered, jumping down.

"OI!" she heard him shout, but she ran off, accidentally colliding with someone along the way.

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Kise stared at the window where the girl previously was. She had actually jumped – from the third floor. She was either crazy or she was seriously serious about her not liking him a lot which pushed her to jump. Either reason seemed sensible to Kise, though he felt it leaned more towards the latter, not that he understood why.

Had he done something to make her hate him? As far as he knew, this was his first day at Kaijou. Had he ran into her somewhere before and maybe do something bad to her? Well, he wouldn't really know.

He shivered a little. He didn't want to admit it, but that glare of hers seemed like it pierced his soul.

Ogiwara…

Now, why did that surname seem a little familiar to him?

Shrugging, he decided to just ask the girl, and somehow pry it out of her. Although, he knew he would have to use some other kind of method, since the usual methods only work on his fangirls, and she was far from a fangirl, especially his – and that made her rather interesting.

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"Yuki... sorry about that," she said, rubbing her arm sheepishly as she bowed towards her childhood friend.

"It's fine. Why were you running anyways?" he asked her. If it were any other female, he would have blushed and stuttered and sputtered out nonsense, but this was Ogiwara Natsumi, the girl he spent most of his childhood with, and the girl he (though he would always deny it) shared baths with before.

"I may have jumped from the window of my classroom," she stated.

"Oh, oka—" he was saying, until his brain had finally processed what she just said. "Wait, what?!"

She clicked her tongue. "The blonde brat was bugging me too much. He's already annoying, not to mention, I hate him, so add that together and you get yourself a very irritated person who would do anything to not be in the same room as him."

"So you decided to jump out the window?" he said with disbelief. "How is that connected?"

"He blocked the doors of the classroom, and said that the only way he'd let me pass was if I'd eat lunch with him." Natsumi said, frowning.

"Why would he ask you that?" Kasamatsu asked her. "No offense, but you don't seem like the type of girl he'd ask to eat lunch with."

"I'm far from offended, Yuki." Natsumi assured him. "Plus, I don't really know why. Maybe because I'm the only female in this school who hates him down to the core?"

Kasamatsu nodded. "Probably."

"Wanna eat lunch together?" Natsumi suggested.

"Sure."

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After parting ways with Kasamatsu when lunch ended, Natsumi sat on her seat, doodling on a spare piece of paper when the devil came to her side.

"Ogiwara-chan, you know him?" a familiar and annoying voice asked.

"You'd have to specify who 'him' is since there are a lot of males in the world, genius." Natsumi said, not sparing him a glance.

"Kasamatsu, I mean."

"Wow, no 'senpai'. Talk about showing respect." Natsumi said. Make that another thing to add on the list of 'Reasons Why I Hate Kise Ryota'.

"Do you know him, Ogiwara-chan?" he repeated, clearly ignoring what she just said.

"If I said 'yes', would you leave me alone?" Natsumi asked.

"After a few more questions, Ogiwara-chan."

"Tch, yes, I know Yuki, what do you want from him?" Natsumi asked him, giving him a protective glare.

"'Yuki'? Are you dating him or something?" he asked curiously.

"Just answer my damn question. Don't stray from the topic." Natsumi said.

"What question?"

Natsumi tried hard not to rip out his hair out of frustration. "What. Do. You. Want. From. Yuki."

"Oh!" he said. "He's the captain of the basketball team, right? I was planning to join."

"What part to I play in this anyways? You know he's Kasamatsu Yukio, the captain. What does that have to do with me knowing him?" Natsumi demanded.

"I know you hate me, but could you ask him to give me a spot with the regulars?" he asked without shame.

Natsumi's jaw dropped a little out of shock. Was he seriously – "Like hell am I going to do that."

"W-what?" he asked, surprised.

"What, did you think that just because I was friends with him meant that he would do that for me? Clearly, you don't know him and you don't know me. He would never do that, even as a favor for me. Besides, why would I do you a favor? I'm telling you this for the last time, but in an easier way for you to comprehend: I. Hate. You. And leave me alone." Natsumi spat with venom.

The blonde was still shocked.

Natsumi rolled her eyes.

God, this day is taking too long to end.

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Kise was shocked. Did that just happen? Did that seriously just happen? Did someone just deny him something? Really? It really happened?

Kise's mouth opened a little, and closed, and opened again, and he was like a gaping fish.

He had been denied.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he smirked to himself. Ogiwara Natsumi was interesting, and besides, he loves challenges.

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Finally, the bell rang, and all the students could finally go home. This time, Natsumi didn't wait for the stampeding fangirls to pass. She jumped down the window, ignoring the shocked stares of most of her classmates, and waited by the gate of the school.

Students passed by her, not giving her a glance, and she was thankful for it. She was in a bad mood, and she knew she would've snapped at someone just to vent out her anger.

"You should've gone home, Natsu." Kasamatsu told her in a disapproving tone, his arms crossed.

Natsumi shrugged and gave him a half smile. "It's worth it. Besides, she's coming home late today."

Kasamatsu sighed. She just never changes… "Alright, alright. Come on, I'll treat you to ice cream."

She pumped her fist in the air, and he chuckled.

She's coming back, slowly but surely…

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As they walked home, ice creams in their hands, Natsumi spoke, "You know, the brat asked me to do him a favor and make you put him on the regulars. I'm pretty sure he meant that he didn't need tryouts."

Kasamatsu scoffed. "As if you'd do that, and as if I'd do that."

Natsumi nodded. "Yeah, but his head's as hard as a brick. You're lucky you're not in the same batch, same class, and being seatmates with him."

Kasamatsu patted her shoulder. "There, there."

Though she may have perceived it to be a joking manner, he was quite serious about his sympathy. To think that she was so close to him – the one who had ruined her life.

Kasamatsu smirked. "Don't worry, Natsu. I'm going to give him a really hard time, so he'd really have to prove himself."

"Not only in basketball, but as a human, as well, Yuki," Natsumi told him. "You know, he didn't even address you as 'senpai'."

"The nerve of that brat…"

"I know right?"

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When Natsumi got home, silence greeted her, and that unnerved her. She would have welcomed her mother's loud reprimanding voice about some little thing she might have done that caused her mother to be annoyed. She didn't like the silence at all.

It was broken by the sound of her cellphone ringing. Glancing at who was calling her, she let out a bitter smile. "Hi, there."

"Hello, Natsumi-san."

"Didn't I tell you to drop the '-san', already? I'm not that old." Natsumi said, chuckling a little.

"My apologies."

"So, how's it going over there?"

"The school's alright. The team, on the other hand…"

"You've found the right team, huh?"

"Yes, I have."

"That's great, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is. Then they will finally realize where they went wrong."

"God, I hope they do. I'm stuck with one of them."

"Ah, Kise-kun, I believe?"

"Yup, you've got that right."

"I'm very sorry, Natsumi-chan."

Natsumi let out a laugh. "Thank you for the sympathy."

She then heard some shouting, and the person on the other line sighed.

"I need to go, Natsumi-chan."

"Alright. Do drop by once in a while."

"Of course. Goodbye, Natsumi-chan."

"Goodbye, Tetsu."

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Me: Will update in two weeks or so? I don't know…

Also, there won't be much basketball scenes in this story, so yeah…

Review please :D