HI~! SECOND KISE-KAWAII-KUN X READER-CHAN! I really loved my Meganecon xD Although I can't find cute moments. Unlike in Meganecon I was really pumped up and was really fangirling at the moment. Now I'm just randomly putting random ideas coming in my brain. And I don't think it's as romantic as the ones in Meganecon. XD I HOPE YOU STILL ENJOY THIS!

"Mommy~!" You ran to your mother who had just come home from her work. She was always busy with work. Meanwhile your father was busy with something you didn't know.

" Oh my Princess! Aren't you lively today?" Your mother asked. Yes, Princess, you are called this way because you were the only child of a very rich couple. You were beautiful, smart, talented, elegant, gorgeous. You. Are. Perfect. At least that's what you want them to think. You loved sports. For your mother, sports is a very hideous thing in the world.

" Have you seen your father, princess?"

" No mother."

Although that's how she fell in love with your father. She doesn't let you do any sport regarding physical contact with other bodies, getting hurt, getting dirty. You were a princess for God's sake. You would often do swimming, and badminton. Those were the only things you've done so far.

" Mother. One of the maids taught me how to bake. It was fun!" You told your mother leading her to the kitchen where you wanted to show her the cake that you had made.

"Really? Well I guess my Princess is having a new hobby." She smiled at you. As you got there. You were praised by your mother. She had tasted it and said that it tasted heavenly. Of course she didn't want you to think that she wants to hurt your feelings by saying it tastes horrible. But it was delicious.

" I'm home!" You heard a familiar voice call. It was your father. He was exhausted. You went up to him and put his arms over your shoulder to lead him to the living room.

"Where were you, Honey?" Your mother asked worried.

"I was just out playing basketball with my high school friends." He grinned. You were always curious about basketball. Your mother had told you stories of your father playing basketball. She told you that she had fallen in love with your father because of his skills. You often watched it with your father. But never played it since your mother didn't want her princess to play such a violent game.

" Although if it wasn't for the kids I wouldn't have stopped." He said scratching his head. 'So there are still more people playing?' You thought. You wanted to watch them play. Your mother was scolding your father again.

"Mother I just remembered that I have homework. I'll go to my room now. Good night, Father, Mother." You kissed their cheeks and went upstairs.

You went up your room and locked the door. You chose a set of clothes that would make you look like a little teenage boy. You knew that your parents would check up on you after their favourite show. You timed an alarm at the exact time the show would finish. Your alarm was you saying. " AHH~~! This homework is so hard~! I want to go to sleep. But I can't I have to pass it tomorrow. I hope I get this right or else!" You made it slightly long to make it sound like you're still there doing your homework.

Now that it was set up. You opened the glass door that was on the other edge of the room. You had a small balcony that showed you the great view of the neighbourhood. At one side of the balcony there is a pipe, strong enough to hold your weight. You often climbed up and down that pipe before as a kid so you knew where to step and where to hold.

You got down quietly. "Good Night." You sent a flying kiss to your parents. And giggled to yourself. You ran to the nearby basketball court smiling. As you got there you stare at the players. Your eyes widened as you saw how good the players were. You counted them. '12… 6 vs 6' You counted in your mind. You watched carefully as you watch who were the teams. The teams were separated one team had clothes the other were shirtless. Yes you were slightly blushing at the sight of 6 guys shirtless but that didn't stop you for watching them.

You were amazed at how fast they ran back and forth. At your spot you couldn't see much so you went in the court for a better view. You were amazed by each of them. One had a high jump. One could shoot from the opposite side of the court. One was so tall! One was small but he had amazing skills in passing, he would shoot once in a while in a weird form. One had such strong power, you thought he was the best of them all. There was one who had such a warm welcoming face he still smiled even if one of his teammate was scolding him. You saw so many amazing players. You could tell that your jaw was hanging at the sight. One looked really interesting for you. He was laughing with the guy who passed often. He often copied the players. He didn't have much of an impact like the others. But somehow you felt calm just by seeing him smile.

You blushed and thought that maybe you were in love you laughed at this. You have never, ever been in love. And the thought of you falling in love at first sight. Made you think that you were naïve.

Suddenly the tall guy sat down the bench. You read his lips.

"I'm tired.. It's annoying. We keep losing because of Aominechin and the others." He said sighing and wiping his sweat.

The blond guy then started to speak. " Murasakibarachii~ come on! We're so close! Just a few more points we can beat them!" He said. And then he turned over to the opposing team. " Well we aren't equal now." He said to them.

The blue haired guy scratched his head. " Bakagami! You're out!" He yelled at the red head.

"What?! No way! You're out!" He yelled back. The tanned man looked at you. "You! You be a sub until Murasakibara joins again." He pointed at your direction. You looked to your side. You had a questioned face and you pointed to yourself as if saying 'me?' he then had a pissed look. "Duh! Who else?!" You quickly stood up and went towards them. Your mother would kill you if she knew you were playing with them.

"You're in their team. So take off your shirt." He said. You step back in shock.

"I-I'd rather not.." You said trying to sound boyish as possible.

" It's ok. Stick with us okay?" The blond guy told you and gave you a sweet smile. Luckily you were wearing a hoodie to hide your blush. You nodded at him.

I don't think this is going to be a one shot since ideas continuously come in my brain. So I'm sort of continuing now. TOO MANY IDEAS IN MY BRAIN RIGHT NAW!