Hello! This is the author Vincere Orbe! Thank you for picking this fic of mine to read!
Just a quick note~ this fic takes place shortly after Seirin Winter Cup Championships!
( and as another side note...To be very honest, I never really got over seeing Shin-chan cry in both the manga and the anime... ^^lll)
Anyways, without further ado... hope you enjoy this new fic of mine :)
Day 1: Intersection
Midorima walked around a red post with enough room between him and the post to have a person walk through. Oha Asa this morning had advised him to avoid the color red although it had become a bit of a habit from middle school to avoid things with that particular color, such as in hair. He paced himself so that his steps were timed perfectly so he wouldn't step on the cracks in the school pavement, just as Oha Asa had said to do. In his left hand he held his lucky item Kerosuke the frog stuffy, happy that he didn't have to go to across the city to buy his lucky item. Today will be 100% in his favour.
The sunlight was strong, burning his arm under the black gakuran. There were a lot of bugs buzzing around too. Midorima frowned. There were a lot of bugs this summer… Especially a certain one that hovered beside Midorima that didn't take a breath between words while talking.
Midorima's curiosity for this miracle was always the same and the red pulsing vein that popped up, contrasting with his green hair, was always present too.
"But of course there's always something going on, but who knew that the new episode would just end there, I mean aren't the producers being too mean—"
"Takao, don't you have somewhere to go right now?" Midorima stopped Takao's blabbering. The other boy gawked at him for the uncharacteristic move. Suddenly the hawk eyes widened.
"Hei… HEI?! Shin-chan is remembering something for me?!" Takao gaped then blinking quickly as he remembered the errand. "Thanks Shin-chan! I knew that reliable side of you would come out someday! Remember to give me your notes for today's history class later!" He beamed patting down hard on the taller boy's shoulder and ran off with urgency. His parents are going to give him heck for this later if he's late but at least Shin-chan was the one who reminded him.
Midorima massaged his shoulder with a bitter look. Is it so weird for me to remind him something? His green brows frowned but then arched one of them when another thought came up. What about it made him remember anyways? He began to muse but it didn't matter. Since he was able to remind Takao about the event without effort is definitely a good sign. Today was definitely his lucky day again he thought determinately before stepping on a crack at the intersection of the hallways.
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An announcement sounded to indicate the gates were opening. Takao leaned against the platted railings and sighed with a content smile. Taking a peek at his orange phone, the hint she gave was a hat. He relaxed his face into a smirk. The anxious crowd around him rose and colorful signs were waved like flags to welcome the passengers that just endured a 5 hour flight. Takao did a quick glance over.
"There's quite a bit of people wearing hats. Wonder if her tastes changed much…" Takao muttered amusingly to himself hanging up the call.
Taking one glance over the crowd his grin widened. White and light blue strips. He smirked closing his orange flip phone.
"YOOOOrrruuuu-nee~~! I like your new white and blue fedora~!" Takao shouted waving his arm. The owner of the particular fedora jolted and bobbed quickly over.
"Taka-OOOO~! Master of I-Spy!" Yoruko cried happily rolling a neon yellow carrier behind her. Takao stepped over to the right a little to stop her blind sprint. They gathered each other in their arms. "I watched the game Takao. You guys played wondrously." She whispered between them.
"I missed you, Yoru-nee san…" He muttered into her shoulder.
"How dare that red head kid make my Takao cry!" She grumbled holding up a fist. He patted her anger down.
"You haven't changed… But you do look different Yoru-nee, I like the new dip dye job!" Takao commented, changing the topic, his eyes gently flickering to the layer of hair covering over her left eye that was now colored blond.
"It goes well with my hats." The brunette told him pulling a finger through the highlighted strands.
"Is everything going well back at Aunt's?" Takao questioned taking Yoruko's carrier as they headed over to find the remnants of her luggage.
"Everything is as per usual." She waved off nonchalantly. "By the way, is that slave driver here….
Kuroko sipped at his vanilla milkshake all the while reading the novella in his hand, avoiding unaware people on the street walking ahead of him, keeping tabs on people behind him, and walking in the correct direction to school. He glanced up from climatic sentences to quick sounds of tapping coming from behind. Kuroko left it to his weak presence to cover for him and he drifted a little to the left to give the runner some more space.
His vanilla shake was knocked out of his hand, much to his upset for his wasted drink. But quickly after, Kuroko saw paper fly around him with some hitting his face. He saw someone swoop down trying to retrieve them back into a semi-broken folder. Kuroko utilizing the manners his parents taught, he knelt down to help save some of the flying papers from the wind.
"S-so-so-SO SORRY! Thank you—and thank—you and thank you—Oh and this too, thank you sooo much and super sorry!" The miss sputtered trying to snatch the sheets he picked up for her as politely as possible before shoving them back into the folder. Floating around, Kuroko saw the sheets were in fact music scores that quickly disappeared from his sight as the miss snatched them from the ground. She quickly sprung up and bowed down a few time quickly and awkwardly before sprinting away at full speed down the concrete path while holding onto her hat.
Kuroko blinked a little, not used to such speedy action so early in the day but also questioning his own eyesight. Kuroko swore he saw some plays on the back of some of those sheets.
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There was no escaping Aida's shouting in the gym and the "Hell Training Regime". Aida changed it up this practice, the team was split up randomly into four groups with each one focusing on a specific skill, then near the end they would come together again for scrimmage. But nonetheless, the "Hell" in the Hell Training regime was still upheld.
"Hyuga, quickly go ask the coach out maybe it'll soften her up enough that she'll turn down the training regime a little." Izuki uttered to Hyuga.
"Go back to your puns Izuki." Hyuga growled.
"It's either our legs and arms or your heart Hyuga that's going to be broken!" Koganei added.
"GO AWAY." A full on blush covered the captain's face.
The other two just sighed in pity.
"Hey Hyuga's corner! Quit fooling around!" Aida shouted.
"Sometimes I wonder if it's coach that has the eagle eyes instead of Izuki…" Koganei sighed.
"Such sickening training regimes should be ill-legal." Izuki muttered.
"That was a weak one." Hyuga commented getting back to dribbling drills. "Anyways where's Kuroko today?"
"He said that he needed to go to the library for something urgent. He said he'll be back before practice ends." Koganei stated going up for a layup.
"Why does it sound like he's skipping out…."
"It could be a possibility. He was the palest and most putty like out of all of us after the last practice."
"Kuroko was paste-y pale." Izuki uttered.
Hyuga just shook off the bad pun. Taking in a deep breath he focused back on the practice at hand. His eyes drifted to Riko again.
At the door of the Seirin gym a pair of nimble feet stopped. Not attracting attention nor moving from its place.
"Sounds like there's a good practice going on…" She smiled.
Fixing her fedora and long bangs she slid open the door.
"RIKO-CHAANN!" Yoruko shouted.
The coach looked over with her pink whistle halfway to her mouth. Instantly, Aida's face brightened. Nigou ran away quickly as she flew over to her old friend and uncharacteristically hug the other equally enthusiastic party.
"Well there goes your opportunity to confess captain." Koganei commented.
"Forever too, maybe." Izuki added.
Hyuga just gapped at the hug he never once got from Riko.
Thank you so much for reading until the end! Hopefully you'll be back for chapter 2? ;)
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Once again, thanks a ton!
I will work on Izuki's puns.
~Vincere Orbe
