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CHAPTER 1
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A pale hand suddenly darted out from the bed beside the tabletop to end the insistent ringing of the alarm clock. The said hand belonged to a 23-year old petite, young man named Kuroko Tetsuya who is currently nuzzling his pillow and is burying his face in the warmth of his sheets. And he is trying his hardest to block out the sun that is somehow telling him to get his ass out of the bed.
Finally, he gave up and opened his eyes, revealing sky blue orbs then rubbed them to drive out his drowsiness. He sat up groggily and looked at the clock.
It read 6:30.
Sighing, Kuroko got out of bed and proceeded to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and tried to tame his light blue hair, which is kind of impossible as it is sticking in all directions. He continued to fix his hair until he deemed that it will not obviously obey him. He took a bath and got dressed, nothing too eye-catching. He cooked breakfast, which is pancakes and milk, and ate at a slightly slow pace.
He glanced at the wall clock and found out that's it's already 7:00 and finished his food. He washed the dishes and went to give Nigou his breakfast. The Siberian husky was still sleeping when he went to the living room, where Nigou sleeps. The dog, woken up by a pair of light steps coming to him, ran up to greet his owner. Kuroko patted the dog's head and put on his leash after Nigou finished his food. They went outside and took a stroll. Its Saturday so there's nothing much to do and there's no class at the kindergarten where he's currently working at.
It was a rather average day, with people hustling and bustling, kids running around, cars zooming past in the streets. He walked at a relatively relaxed pace while Nigou took the lead.
When they were walking, he saw an empty basketball court and smiled nostalgically, reminiscing his past, which is almost all about basketball.
'It's been a while since I have played basketball. I don't even know if I'm still good at it or not.'
While he was spacing out, he didn't realize that his Siberian husky had run off. He will never had noticed if not for a female voice that called to him.
"TETSU-KUN, I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!"
Or more like screamed.
Kuroko turned his head to the girl in front of him, which is by the way, holding Nigou, who had obviously ran off.
"Satsuki-san. It's been a long time."
Momoi Sastsuki is his younger cousin. She is currently in high school and is attending as a freshman at Teiko High School. She had a long pink hair and a rather big bust for a fifteen-year old. Teiko was located at a rather reasonable distance from his house but they do not see each other often for Satsuki is busy with school work and her house is kind of far from the school. And as for Kuroko, he's also busy being a teacher at a kindergarten.
"Mou~. You never call me anymore, Tetsu-kun. We never meet up like we used to. How mean! "
Satsuki pouted at him, crossing her arms at her chest. Kuroko chuckled at her and approached his cousin. He ruffled her hair and she smiled up at him, obviously happy because Tetsu-kun did the thing he used to do when she sulks.
"Stop that, Tetsu-kun. What are you doing here? I saw you spacing out and then I saw Nigou running up to me."
Ah, he was spacing out?
"How about you, Satsuki-san? What are you doing here? You do not have school today, right?"
Satsuki fidgeted for a bit and looked down at the ground. Kuroko tilted his head in confusion. His cousin's house is actually far from his neighborhood. And today is Saturday so he doesn't understand why she's here.
"Satsuki-san?"
Then, she suddenly looked up, eyes blazing with determination. Kuroko wondered why he suddenly got nervous. He just knows she's got something up her sleeve.
'She's planning something.'
"Tetsu-kun, I have a favor to ask of you."
Kuroko widened his eyes. Though the girl is somewhat dependent on him in the past, and is still dependent in the present, she never ask for favors. Now, heknows there is something wrong.
"What favor, Satsuki-san?"
Satsuki smiled at him sweetly.
"But first, is there a fast food chain here, Tetsu-kun? We can talk there and I'm kind of thirsty."
They went to Majiba, Kuroko's personal favorite. They went inside and ordered before settling in a table right next to the window. Kuroko ordered a vanilla milkshake, as usual and Momoi just ordered a glass of apple juice. Nigou just stayed beside his owner's seat and lied there.
Kuroko took a sip of his milkshake and directed his attention to Sastsuki.
"Now, Sastuki-san, what favor are you asking of me?"
Satsuki sighed and looked outside the window, smiling forlornly.
"This favor of mine Tetsu-kun is more like a wish. You know that I'm a student at Teiko High School, right? And you know Tetsu-kun? I'm also a manager of the basketball team! And then there's this group of female basketball prodigies. They're called the Generation of Miracles. They're so good at basketball, Tetsu-kun! But, but, there's something wrong with them."
Kuroko analyzed Satsuki's words. Generation of Miracles? Female basketball prodigies? There's something wrong with them?
"Are their problems bothering you, Satsuki-san?"
Satsuki nodded and pursed her lips.
"They're okay outside the court. You could even say they act like friends. And we're all classmates. But, when they play, they're like monsters. And not only that, Tetsu-kun, they utterly destroy the spirits of their opponents. everyone can see that. They do not care about others. They play with no determination at all and still win. Winning is everything, that's what they always say. Some of them do not even go to practice! They even made the first string's coach resign!"
Kuroko narrowed his eyes. Behaviors like that are his enemies. He wouldn't condone such traits towards basketball. It's insulting especially for someone like him who strived to win and bring his team to the top through hard work.
"And what do you want me to do, Satsuki-san?"
Satsuki looked at him squarely in the eye.
"I want Tetsu-kun to be their coach."
Kuroko stopped in mid-sip, surprised at her demand. Well, he hadn't expected this.
"Me? A coach? Satsuki-san, I don't know how to be one."
"It's fine, Tetsu-kun! Your passion for basketball is already enough!"
Kuroko thought for a while. The idea of getting back to the world of basketball is enticing but he's a teacher now and being a coach is a thing he does not know how to do.
"But Satsuki-san, I'm already a kindergarten teacher. I can't just leave the kids behind. I'm sorry but I must refuse."
Satsuki pressed her lips into a line. She knows there's a possibility he would decline, but Tetsu-kun is the only one that's perfect for the job. She closed her eyes for a minute and before she knew it, tears started falling down her cheeks.
"Eh? I'm crying? I'm sorry about this Tetsu-kun. It's just that… It's just that I want someone to save them before it's too late. Before they completely lost interest in basketball and possibly hating it. I'll just find somebody else. Thank you for your time, Tetsu-kun."
Satsuki got up from her seat and bowed to Kuroko. But before she can run, she felt a hand encircling her wrist. She grinned before turning around, face contorted in melancholy once again, watching Kuroko's usually blank eyes soften as he gazed at her tearful ones.
Bingo.
"Tetsu-kun, what's wrong?"
Kuroko still had her wrist in his hands. Satsuki can see it. He's changing his mind.
"I think I can find someone to be my substitute at the kindergarten. And I also have a senpai at Teiko that can help me accommodate. I'll explain everything to the kids."
Satsuki widened her eyes. She can't believe it; Tetsu-kun actually agreed! Her eyes brightened significantly and she hugged her cousin tightly.
"Thank you so much, Tetsu-kun! I'll talk to Coach Shirogane about you. Thank you so, so much!"
After that, Satsuki told Kuroko that she had to go home or her parents will be suspicious. She skipped along as she went out of Majiba, leaving Kuroko behind, still standing.
Kuroko woke Nigou up and they also left.
It seems he made up his mind and decided to join the basketball world again and as a coach, no less.
This is going to be a troublesome year.
'And it felt like I was tricked.'