A/N: Yo! This is just a random idea I had during school, so see if you like it! Remember to follow, fav and review if you do. Also, for this story Momoi is older than the GoM and Minako by a year and Akashi has also already unlocked his emperor eyes. I do not own the book cover or Kuroko no Basuke, they belong to their respective owners.

Chapter 1

Hirota Minako strolled down the hallways, her green eyes staring down at the bleak hallways, as she pondered her misfortune of having a group assignment. The people in front parted to let the short girl pass through, afraid of what she'd do to them if they didn't move. Minako was known for being quite violent to both boys and girls and thus hasn't built up the best reputation. Now known as an antisocial outcast in school, she doesn't talk much and is rarely seen talking to other people.

"Minako!" "Minako!" MINAKO!" "MINAAAA-CHAAAAN!"

Minako groaned as she heard a particular pink haired girl leap towards her energetically. You could say that the two were as different as the day and night, with one being an energetic ball of sunshine and the other being a quiet, violent tsundere. Not many people would believe you if you said the school's most popular girl and the least were friends.

"What's wrong Momoi-senpai?" Minako murmured, playing with the ends of her waist-length black hair, glaring at people who glanced over at their conversation. Momoi Satsuki was the perfect girl, good grades and pretty as hell, besides the fact that she was the basketball club manager, attracting both the boys and girls. Momoi smirked as she replied, "Well, I was wondering if you could help out as a basket-"

"No."

"Aww, come on Minako! You don't even have alot to do after school. Also, I need someone to take over when I graduate next year. The team need a person like you to rule over their lazy asses. Besides, my boys are really hot ya know…" Momoi pouted, using every trick in her book to convince her kouhai.

Minako rolled her eyes. This wasn't the first time the basketball club manager had approached her, asking for her to join. The pink haired girl was really a pain to deal with. She sighed, finally giving into the girl's constant pestering, "Kay, fine senpai. Just stop annoying me. I'll have a look at this 'basketball team' of your's and that's i-"

"Thanks, Minako! They won't disappoint you!" Momoi screeched, causing all the passerbys to stare at Momoi attempting to hug Minako. Minako, being the violent person that she is, kicked the pink-haired girl in the shins, before walking away to the rooftop to have lunch. Momoi smiled smugly, ignoring the pain crawling up her legs from the kick, tapping away at her phone:

The only girl: Yasssss, the new manager finally accepted!

Violent captain: That's good Satsuki, what's she like? I think we all want to pay her a visit before school ends.

The only girl: She's got black hair that flows down to her waist, green eyes and is pretty short. Hirota Minako's her name. Class 2-A. She spends her lunchtimes on the roof.

Violent captain: I see…

Tanned pervert: Is she hot?

The only girl: Yeah, and don't you dare ask about her cup size… u pervert...

Tanned pervert: ;)

Rich model: Yayayayay! New manager! I'm gonna go say hi!

Invisible shadow: Momoi-san, I think I saw her in the hallways. Does she always walk around writing in a notebook?

The only girl: Yes! That's her, Kuroko-kun! Where is she now? ;)

Invisible shadow: She's near the stairs that lead up to the roof.

Purple giant: Sacchin~, does she like snacks? I want a snack buddy~

The only girl: Idk. Go find out for yourself. Lazy kid.

Purple giant: Meanie.

Tanned pervert: Oi, Midorima, don't you have anything to say about this?

Horoscope tsundere: Shut up, AHOmine. She's in my class and is such a tsundere. Besides, she's my partner for a group project. I don't want to see her anymore than I need to.

Tanned pervert: Holy sh*t, did Midorima just call someone is a tsundere? You're such a hypocrite!

Rich model: Aww, I ship it, Midorimacchi and Hirota-chan! Midorimacchi finally found a soulmate!

The only girl: Lmao!

Tanned pervert: I'm gonna die of laughter. Nice one Kise!

Horoscope tsundere: Die.

Aomine looked up from his phone as he walked up the stairs leading to the roof. The door was already pushed open as he glanced over at the short girl looking out at the Tokyo skyline, her black hair billowing in the wind. Aomine smirked, taking out his phone to snap a photo of the girl. You gotta have blackmail material of people, he thought as an evil aura surrounded him.

Click!

Aomine murdered himself on the inside as he forgot to silent the camera function. The girl turned around as the surprised look on her face quickly dissolves into a completely pissed look. Aomine had to admit, the girl looked as scary as Akashi, probably even scarier.

"H-H-Hey, Hirota Minako am I right? The new manager?" Aomine smirked trying to play it cool as he shamelessly glanced at her body. Huh, Satsuki, was right this girl was hot, probably even hotter than herself, Aomine thought.

"B*tch, don't 'hey' me. Delete that photo right now and stop staring at me like I've got two heads. Are you a pervert or what?" Her calm voice didn't give away her anger, but her face did. Aomine smirked, stepping forward, wanting to see the girl's reaction, "And what if I don't delete it?"

The girl, undeterred, also stepped forward, "Then certain things would happen." She smirked, one that could rival's Aomine's, kicking him in the guts before sauntering off the roof, not giving the boy kneeling on the floor in pain a second glance. The tanned ace smiled as he looked at the girl's retreating figure, knowing that basketball training would be a whole lot different now. "Now you've done it, Hirota." He murmured.

Tanned pervert: Satsuki! You never told me how violent this Hirota is! She kicked me in the guts.

Rich model: Pfffft. Ahahahahahahaha! Aominecchi! You're so weak! Really?

Tanned pervert: Kise, f*ck off. Talk once you've confronted her too. She's 'interesting'… and hella violent

Rich model: Fine Aominecchi, I'll prove you wrong. My model charms won't fail me now. *flips hair*

The only girl: Just a heads up, Kise, it's not that easy, It took me two years to grow close to her. TWO YEARS. That's why she's only joining now. I've had an eye on her since the first day of school.

Rich model: Momoicchi~! (Is that it? idk) Don't ruin my chances.

Violent captain: Ryouta, be quiet. I shall confront her first, don't defy your captain now… Daiki, didn't we have a deal? I always go first..

Rich model: Waaaaah~! Akashicchi's mean!

Violent captain: Ryouta, I'll double your training.

Rich model: No. Sorry Akashicchi!

Tanned Pervert: Oh crap, Violent captain is going to murder me. The only girl and Invisible shadow please prepare me a funeral...

Akashi smirked as she saw a certain raven haired girl walk down the stairs. Without a second though he grabbed her wrist and pulled her under the staircase. Her wrists, skinnier than he expected, were cold and gave off this depressing aura. Absentmindedly, the girl lashed out, throwing punches and kicks everywhere, Akashi dodging every one, before pinning her against the wall. (Cliche I know, sorry)

"So we finally meet, Hirota Minako. I'm your new captain, so you better listen me."

Said girl raised her eyebrow, not even scared the slightest of the look in his heterochromatic eyes that would have any normal person squirming in terror, "Oh, really? Try me." She cursed as she realised Akashi had her in a position where she couldn't move her legs. The Emperor really does live up to his name, huh, she thought. Well, there's still my last option...

Akashi loosened his grip on her wrists slightly curious as to see whats she'd do. The captain was really dying to find somebody who would defy him, after all that's what made life interesting. Sure enough, the girl twisted out of his hold, withdrawing an object from her blazer pocket and throwing it at Akashi's face. He dodged, turning around to see what was the choice of weaponry.

Scissors.

They clattered onto the floor and the captain smirked, picking them up. "Scissors, huh? Haven't see them as a weapon in a while." He pulled an identical pair out of his pocket, "Same brand too. 'Interesting'." He threw the pair back at the girl, Minako catching them on the handle without a fumble, impressing Akashi.

"On a serious note Minako, Join us a manager. It'll be better for you and for us. The boys need someone like you to kick their asses when they're lazy." The Teiko captain said, complete seriousness in his demanding tone. The tone that would have most people agreeing to whatever was proposed. But these tricks didn't work on a certain Hirota Minako, as she just rolled her eyes, "Just leave already baka."

Akashi shrugged, sauntering off, satisfied. He had found a challenger.

"First name basis already huh, Akashi Seijuro." The girl muttered to herself as she heard the boy's fading footsteps, "Heh, Momoi was right. These boys are entertaining. Two down, three more to go."

*/Time skip~the next day at school/*

Minako cussed as the pedestrian path was blocked by a rickshaw. An empty rickshaw. The owner of the rickshaw? Midorima Shintaro. The girl rolled her eyes as she realised the green haired boy was on the basketball team. The basketball that she would soon manage. What have I gotten myself into? She thought, as she contemplated whether to kick Midorima in the ass to get him to move.

"B*tch, can you not block the path with that damn thing?" Minako growled at Midorima as she realised she was late to class. The teacher never liked her much as she was seen as the rebellious type. The only thing that kept her in school was her excellent grades, coming second only to Akashi. An extra late note would put her in the bad books for weeks. She really didn't want to be picked on by the teacher.

"It's my lucky item." The bespectacled teen replied plainly.

The girl roughly shoved him aside, ignoring his obsession with the Oha Asa horoscopes, and sauntered off, not giving anymore sh*ts. The green haired miracle smirked, turning his head slightly so that Minako couldn't see the small blush creeping onto his face.

"Interesting, nanodayo." The boy whipped out his phone sending a quick message:

Horoscope tsundere: Just asking but what is Hirota's star sign

The only girl: Taurus. Why? Do you like her, Midorin? ;)

Horoscope tsundere: Die.

Midorima slid the phone back into his pocket and smiled, remembering that Tauruses and Cancers were very compatible.

Sorry if I made Midorima OOC...