99 Problems
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Spark omake where the GOM aren't idiot basketball prodigies except Aomine (because he'll always be an idiot who loves basketball more than life) and all go to the same high school. Can be read alone, but I recommend new readers to read the main story to familiarize with my OC and some references/brief descriptions of how they met. I'm incorporating a lot of info from KuroFes (characters' roles in school etc), but keep in mind I did tweak a few things to make this fic work so not everything is 100% accurate (but it'll be like 90% accurate lol). Also, watch out for some crossover cameos.
Enjoy!
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Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basuke belongs to Fujimaki Tadatoshi.
"...after school. Now, I'll let our student council president announce the upcoming School Festival."
Shuffling of chairs could be heard with the microphone's projection in the announcement room. Then, Akashi Seijuuro's smooth voice traveled through the speakers.
"Good morning everyone. As Kobayashi-sensei stated, Teiko High's annual School Festival is coming up in two weeks and it is time to make preparations. Your class representative will be passing out papers that detail each year's duties and listed activities to choose from. Each class and extracurricular club is responsible to come up with a theme of their choice, and it must be approved by staff and the Student Council by the end of the week. I wish for you all to have fun and make this Teiko High's grandest School Festival. Thank you."
With that ended the morning announcements and chatter erupted between the excited students. In the first-years' floor, Okuma Tomoko, as her class 1-B's representative, passed out the festival sheets as her mind was still caught on Akashi's last words.
She often ran into the student council president during tasks given by her homeroom teacher, and she found him to be an extraordinary and odd person.
Akashi was only a first-year like herself, but he's already secured the president position on student council with the recommendation from the previous president, Nijimura Shuzo, because the former had to transfer to America for family reasons. He was smart and courteous, thus the entire student body and staff respected him greatly. Though, Tomoko knew from conversations she's held with the redhead that while he would be lightheartedly saying something, his unusual heterochromatic eyes would be flashing dangerously. Wanting the upcoming festival to be the 'grandest' only meant that he would not accept anything but the best while he was president.
Akashi-kun can make anything sound like a threat, she mused quietly.
When she reached the window seats, she received a small 'thank you' from Kuroko Tetsuya and a nod from Kagami Taiga, her two close friends. The three had hit it off right away during the spring semester when they were grouped together for a history project. Once everyone received a paper, their homeroom teacher ordered the students to quiet down so class can begin.
Lunch time was always chaotic at Teiko High.
While there was still a good amount of students who bring their own bento everyday, the majority of the students enjoyed the benefits of their meal card that gave them fresh cooked meals by the school's very own panel of chefs. Needless to say, it was overwhelmingly popular.
Tomoko was one of the students who liked to bring her own lunch, partly because she didn't enjoy the hassle that came with waiting in the long lines. Besides, she loved home-cooked meals. As she dug her chopsticks into her seasoned rice for the first bite, she saw a tray of delicious looking curry rice, steamed veggies, and a golden croquette slide next to her lunch as someone attached themselves to her hip.
"Kuma-cchi~!" Kise Ryouta cooed while rubbing his face against hers lovingly. He was in class 1-C, and because of his charming looks and profession as a model, he was well known throughout the school.
"Kise-kun, you always get the food so fast!" Tomoko mused, unbothered by his actions as it occurred almost daily. If only she was able to have the crowd disperse before her during lunch time like the model could (courtesy of his overwhelming group of fangirls who forced other students to move aside or get trampled), then she would actually use her meal card. "Shouldn't you be sitting with your fans?"
"Eh~ Does Kuma-cchi not want me here?" he whined. Another tray slammed on the other side of Tomoko and made the two look at the newcomer.
"Yeah, we don't want you here," Kagami replied with a scowl, his thumb jutting back to the group of girls who were glaring angrily at their direction. "Cause they're gonna be staring daggers at us the entire them if you don't leave!"
"But—"
"It's quite uncomfortable, Kise-kun, and you're sitting in my spot," a new voice made the model jolt as he craned his head back to see Kuroko's blank expression.
"Kuroko-cchi, you too?! B-But I just wanna sit with you guys!"
"I don't really mind," Tomoko said honestly and made Kise's golden eyes light up animately. She wasn't exactly sure why the popular male liked to hang around her so much; she doesn't recall ever doing anything that special to gain his attention. In fact, she was never that interested in him and even rejected his offer to give her an autograph during the first week of school.
At the victorious grin from Kise, Kuroko could only sigh softly and walk around the table so he was sitting on the other side of the girl.
"Oh, Tetsuya-kun, Taiga-chan! I want to talk about the festival—"
"There you are, Tetsu-kuuuun!"
A pink haired girl with a very well endowed chest bounced up happily towards the blue haired male. If this was a shoujo manga, one could see the flowers and sparkles emitting off of her as she slid next to Kuroko with her usual love-struck expression. Behind her, a tall and sun-kissed male came up with a tired yawn.
Momoi Satsuki and Aomine Daiki of class 1-D. They were the childhood friends of Kuroko, and one had a very obvious crush on said male. The first time Tomoko met Momoi was when the girl barged into her homeroom on the first day and threw herself at Kuroko with tears in her eyes because they weren't in the same class. Momoi was wary of her at first, but quickly got to like her when it was confirmed that no, she was not trying to steal Kuroko from Momoi.
Aomine was a different story.
Since he often skipped class, it wasn't surprising that they met when he was trying to skip another class and was stopped by Tomoko. He was quite annoyed by her at first and even threatened to push her off the rooftop if she won't shut up and let him sleep, but she stood her ground and since then, Aomine had slowly taken a liking to her. Now, whenever they meet, he made it a habit to tease her.
"Damn, I shoulda known you would drag me here to see Tetsu," Aomine rolled his eyes. He sat on the the other side of Kuroko, just across from Kagami, and focused his navy orbs on Tomoko with an amused smirk. "Since I'm here, let's go on a lunch date, Okuma."
"Oi, no one said your perverted ass could sit here!" Kagami growled. Did she forget to mention that those two always butt heads ever since she met the latter?
"Heh, what's an idiot tiger gonna do about it?"
"Screw off, ganguro!"
"Wanna fight?!"
The two's bickering quickly turned into an arm wrestling match, though it came as no surprise to the group. Tomoko let out a small giggle and dug into her food. The school festival was still fresh on her mind and she had wanted to talk to her classroom friends about the themes to get some insights... But that was pretty much not possible at the moment with the chaos that she grew so accustomed to.
"Kuma-cchi!" Kise picked up his croquette and turned to the girl. "Say ahhh~" At the sight of free food, Tomoko compliantly opened her mouth and waited for it to reach her mouth. Before it did though, a head of purple entered her vision and took a giant bite out of it.
"Thanks Kise-chin," Murasakibara Atsushi, also from class 1-C, mumbled with a mouthful of the croquette before effortlessly pushing the blonde over to make room for himself.
"M-Murasakibara-cchi! How could you!" Kise cried. The giant paid him no mind and turned to Tomoko with his typical bored expression laced with a hint of anticipation.
"Tomo-chin, did you bring any sweets~?"
Being in the same class as the popular model, they sort of had a symbiotic relationship. Kise would always get many chocolates and cookies from fangirls, but he wouldn't know what to do with it. That's where Murasakibara comes in as his seatmate—he would happily 'dispose' of them. Thus, meeting with the purple headed giant was pretty much fated to happen. Tomoko loved to bake sweets and he loved to eat them, so he would show up during breaks and lunch time to leech food off of the girl.
"I tried making biscotti over the weekend. They're dipped in chocolate!" Tomoko said as she gave Murasakibara what was inside a small wrapped bundle.
"Mmmmm~ I love you, Tomo-chin," he said before helping himself to the long biscuits, still paying no mind to Kise's now shocked cries when he heard the what technically was a confession. Even Kuroko, Momoi, and the bickering duo stopped whatever they were doing to focus on the giant and exclaimed their disbelief.
"Did Mukkun just...?"
"Murasakibara-kun, you can't say that all of a sudden."
"Oi, you gotta be kidding—!"
It wasn't surprising that another round of chaos ensued.
Suddenly, the rowdy cafeteria hushed when the doors opened to reveal two members from the student council, effectively making Tomoko's group go silent as well. This year in Teiko marked the first time that not one, but two first-years being appointed president and vice president both respectively: Akashi Seijuuro and Midorima Shintarou of class 1-A. Whenever they appeared, everyone would stop and stare. Akashi for his status, and Midorima for his ever-changing lucky items.
Today it was a pineapple.
The group surrounding Tomoko grew confused when they walked towards them. The red headed president gave the salmon eyed girl a small nod, to which she returned with a smile.
"Hello, Akashi-kun, Midorima-kun!" she greeted them both. On most days, that was the extent of their interaction since they were all busy bodies and had to be in and out of the student council room. Sometimes though, Akashi would give her odd requests such as to watch and learn while he played a game of shogi by himself or with the vice president during lunch. Midorima, while usually indifferent towards her, liked to tell her about the day's horoscope readings.
"Let's both do a good job for the festival, Okuma-san," Akashi said to her suavely. Again, it somehow sounded like a warning. Heterochromatic eyes then scanned across the other faces at the table and he recognized all of them were from the other first-year classes. "I look forward to seeing all of your work."
Then, as swiftly as he entered, Akashi was on his way out. To everyone else, it just looked like he was passing by. Midorima stayed behind just briefly to leave Tomoko a word of advice.
"Libras will be going through a rough patch according to Oha-Asa. You should not let others hinder you, especially before the festival."
He looked straight at the rowdy group before her when he said this, then promptly took his leave. Kagami and Aomine both scoffed loudly as the cafeteria returned to its cacophony of chatters.
"They both piss me off for some reason," Kagami said and shoved some rice into his mouth. Aomine agreed, stealing some food off Kuroko's tray and ate it with gusto. It was probably the first time they've ever come to a mutual understanding of something: Akashi gave them the chills, and Midorima was annoyingly stuck up.
"Anyway!" Tomoko grew chirpy after the brief meeting, and that was because everyone finally settled down enough to hear her out. This was a great opportunity to hear suggestions from such a diverse group of people. "Class 1-B is starting the voting for a theme this afternoon, but before that, I would love to hear what you guys are planning to do!"
"Oh, oh! I'm so excited for the festival!" Momoi gushed with enthusiasm and hugged Kuroko's arm. "I would want to do a romantic skit with Tetsu-kun! But too bad he's not in the same class..."
"That sounds like a dumb idea anyway," Aomine snorted as the girl stuck out her tongue in retaliation.
"What would Dai-chan do then?!"
"Easy. Kissin' booth."
"Who'd want to kiss you, pervert!"
"Oi Okuma," his navy eyes pierced into Tomoko's wide ones before winking wolfishly. "You'd come to my booth, right?"
"Of course," she blinked. "I'd love to come to all of your guys' events!"
"But you'd participate in mine, right?" he asked again.
"I'll crush you, Mine-chin," Murasakibara interrupted to save the confused girl. Despite droning with his usual I-don't-care voice, his violet eyes were glaring at the tanned male threateningly. Behind him, they could hear Kise cheering 'yeah, Murasakibara-cchi!'. Tomoko only giggled and moved on.
"What about you, Mura-kun? Have you and Kise-kun thought of anything yet?" The giant lowered his eyes boredly at the topic, but his answer contained a much lighter tone.
"I donno. I'll just decorate whatever~"
"I heard from some of the girls in our class that they're thinking of hosting a fashion show," Kise piped with a proud grin as his golden eyes sparkled. "They told me that I was their inspiration!"
Kagami rolled his eyes while Kuroko shook his head at the blonde. "That sounded really conceited, Kise-kun."
"... But that's what my fans said, Kuroko-cchi!"
"Shut up Kise, you're too loud."
"At least Mine-chin doesn't have class with him."
"SO MEAN!"
Whenever this mismatched group of first-years gathered, the blonde model always ended up being the one person they unanimously picked on. He was just too easy. Ignoring the ruckus, Momoi turned to Tomoko with a curious grin.
"Kuma-chan, do you have anything in mind for your class?"
Everyone perked their ears after hearing the pink haired beauty's question; all of them were interested in what Tomoko was planning. Like Kuroko and Kagami (they were required to participate anyway), the rest all wanted to support anything she wanted to do.
"Not really," she rubbed the back of her head sheepishly at all the curious eyes looking at her. "But you guys all had some great ideas! I'll still have to ask what the majority of my class wants."
"We could host some simple games," the redhead suggested with a shrug. Since he grew up in America for most of his life, they never had these 'school festivals' and he didn't think it was that big of a deal. He thought of it more as those typical carnival games. "Or we could sell food?"
"Tomo-chin should do a bakery," Murasakibara chipped into the idea of class 1-B selling food. The sulking model suddenly perked up again.
"Y-You mean like a cafe?"
The giant shrugged and Kise looked thoughtful. Ideas ran through his mind and his eyes sparkled once again, grasping Tomoko's hands with an excited grin. The others looked murderous at his contact. "Kuma-cchi, you should consider doing a maid cafe!"
"Maid... Cafe?" she repeated and he nodded vigorously.
"Because you're maid for me!"
Tomoko would've laughed and congratulated his attempt with the well-thought out pun if not for an empty tray that flew across the table and slammed into Kise's face, sending him backwards and onto the cold, hard ground with a loud thud.
"K-Kise-kun?!" she cried in surprise.
No one saw who threw it, as it happened so suddenly, but the rest didn't bother question it. The end of lunch bell then rang and everyone picked up their trays to dispose of it. They didn't bother to question why only the blue haired male didn't have a tray in hand when they left, either.
Tomoko, after taking care of the blonde and made sure he was okay, headed out the cafeteria as well. She caught up with the rest of the group with Kise and beamed brightly among the friends.
Lunch time may be chaotic with them around, but she wouldn't dare to wish for a day without these colorful people.
...Or could she?
There was many people coming in and out of the student council room that afternoon when classes ended, mainly class representatives from different classes, to report to the student committee of class progress and more importantly this week, each classes' voted themes.
There was limited availability for certain activities to avoid too much repetition, so everyone wanted to have their themes approved on a first-come, first-serve bases. Some themes are rejected because it violates certain school rules and will have to try again the next day; the earlier a class representative can get their theme approved, the more time the class will get to prepare for their project.
"Excuse me," Tomoko chirped happily as she walked into the large room and greeted the members on student council. She then passed the papers Aida Riko, a second-year on the student council. "Here's class 1-B's progress sheet and theme suggestion!"
"Thanks, Okuma-chan!" Riko thanked her and put them in separate piles. Akashi, who was sitting on the other side of the short haired girl, picked Tomoko's up curiously and looked it over.
There were many suggestions on what class 1-B should do and everyone disagreed with each other when it came time to vote because they wanted to incorporate their own ideas. At the end, it was Kuroko who saved the day since he was the only one who was silently taking in everything his classmates offered and formulated an activity that the majority of the class would agree on.
Though, because of his low presence, it did take the class a second to realize that the male was even part of their class.
Poor Tetsuya-kun... I hope his suggestion works!
"Hm," was Akashi's only response.
Tomoko grew slightly nervous when Midorima also leaned over to look at the final theme description with a frown; his glasses glinting under the afternoon rays passing through the windows. "...Is it too much?" she tilted her head with a sheepish chuckle.
"This is not the time to goof off, Okuma. Your class's theme is just a compilation of three different ideas—"
"Approved," the redhead cut the bespectacled male off swiftly and wrote the theme down for class 1-B.
"What?" the vice president frowned even more. "Surely you see that it is unusual?"
"Yes, but I don't see a problem with it."
"..."
Since the redhead wasn't going to go back on his decision, Tomoko didn't mind what the other male thought and her face blossomed into a joyful smile knowing that the theme was approved. "We'll work hard on it!" she promised just as Kagami and Kuroko peeked into the room, prompting her to hurry since they were tired of waiting outside. They were going to go to Maji Burger after school.
Kagami gave the two first-year council members a glare as Kuroko, going unnoticed by everyone except the sharp gaze of the president, nodded at them emotionlessly. "Please come and check out class 1-B's event during the festival~!" Tomoko said before being dragged away by the taller redhead.
The student council members then returned back to their busy tasks, but as Midorima glanced at Akashi, he saw that the male was sporting a small smirk on his face while staring at the now empty doorway.
"What diabolical scheme are you thinking about, Akashi?"
"Oh? You make me sound so evil, Shintarou."
"...That's because you are."
And so, Tomoko welcomed her first week of preparations... As well as her first week of problems.
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