Rewritten

Losing everything then smile isn't exactly easy. It was like lying to everyone around you. Well, it's easy if you're used to it, if not then you could do some good luck.

Her brown slightly curly hair waved loosely at her back. Her glasses were glinting with superiority, reminds him of his point guard captain back at Teiko. Her eyes were brown, brown that you can say it was almost the same color as tree trunks that you could get lost to it. Her smiles were identical to a certain blond model when facing the crowd, forced.

"-ROKO!"

He blinked.

"Ah, Kagami-kun" he addressed to the light "What is it?"

The taller guy looked at him, eyes reflecting with worry "You've been spacing out lately." He placed his palm over the guy's forehead. "Are you sick?"

Again, he blinked and slapped the guy's hand away. His eyes glanced over the busy-chatting brunette before completely turning to his partner, fascination in his eyes.

"Yes I think I am sick."

Love sick to be specific. But he wasn't going to voice that out.

Living in two houses, literally, isn't exactly bearable for a healthy highschool. Transportation demands a lot and different every single day. Sacrificing for your parent's selfishness and giving up your own happiness for them. It would be nice if everything was okay, you thought.

His hands were gently playing with the end of her slightly brown yet still black hair petting her as she was lulled to sleep. His gold orbs were studying and remembering the closed pair of eyes of how beautiful her onyx orbs were whenever they got a chance to look at him. Unlike the previous days of tired looking today was exceptional. He should probably say now. Because the girl was sleeping peacefully, like a baby.

"Oi Kise! Time for practice!" he heard his sempai yell.

"Waah!" the blond stood up, his face filled with panic. He immediately placed an index finger over his lips, silencing the other "SSSSH! Sempai, she's sleeping-ssu!"

Kasamatsu rolled his eyes as he figured out who was the sleeping ravenette.

"What are you doing?" he asked, scooting closer for a better view.

The blond grinned "Guarding her!"

"Why?"

"Because I like her-guarding her I mean!"

The sempai tried not to comment on how he noticed the change of words.

It might be better if you're deaf. It would be called by punishment but for you it would be a gift. A gift in where you won't hear people talking. Talking about? Everything. When everything is said, it practically meant everything. Not definitely wanting to hear-eavesdrop- your sudden increase of siblings.

It was annoying. To have two silvery eyed cousins with lunch companions, one black and one blond. A single Takao was already irritating, a nuisance, and a handful. And now there are two of them. Such luck. He doesn't think he could handle two Takao's in a day.

The blond Takao perked up and grinned at him, "Thanks for the water Shin!"

He nodded and the girl bounced away, her bag behind her as she ventured down back her classroom.

Maybe he could handle. When the blond's shadow was now gone, the point guard of Shutoku jumped beside him, penetrating his personal bubble with his chopstick. He was grinning ear to ear, as if he was like a cat.

"You like her don't you?" he asked, poking the greenhead's cheek with his used chopsticks.

He slapped the sticks away "She's annoying like you. And stop it, it's dirty."

"Then you do like her!" the hawk eye user exclaimed.

"How so? I did say she was like you. Annoying."

"But you do like me."

"I don't."

He puffed his cheeks "I meant personality wise!"

"N-"

It's a first that Midorima could admit that he lost to Takao this time.

Treated like a nothing hurts. Accepting that you are a nothing hurts further more. What hurts most is that you're being compared to a something to you that was a nothing and was set aside.

He knew that he likes girls with big breasts. He really wanted to have a sexy girlfriend. So it was a complete mystery for him. That he was keeping an eye over a really skinny as a stick and flat-chested girl in his class. Dang he could check out on Momoi but that was kind of like incest so no.

Her hair flies away, obviously not being taken care well.

Her eyes squinted. Why can't she just get glasses?

He looked away, annoyed to death "Tch,"

"Dai-chan~"

"Shut up Satsuki,"

He heard her giggle. Dang. He was caught staring again.

"That's the tenth time today and we haven't have lunch yet~"

It was a lie. He really didn't kept count. Though he was sure it was more than twenty today. He was sure of it.

Locking yourself in tiny cages called strict parenting won't help you grow. Even if it means literally your height. But what will be affected is your confidence in yourself. She knows that. But it's hard to gain confidence.

He hates losing sight of a certain short yet long haired girl in the crowd of the cafeteria. He could still remember how quite reddish yet still black that long hair was. And how she was really short that she only reached by his hips. He hates losing sight of something important. That only imply on snacks. But she was a different case.

"Where is she?" he grumbled, letting his anger out by munching to his pocky hard.

He heard his one-eyed companion laugh "Your strange Atsushi. I thought you hate short people."

"But I hate losing someone I had eyes on more."

"Then you like her."

"Like? I only like snacks, Aka-chin and Muro-chin."

"Point taken."

Maybe if he used 'love' instead of 'like', possibly it's another case. POSSIBLY.

It hurts to see people breaking right in front of your eyes. But it hurts even more to know that you yourself breaking and yet you did nothing because you went with the flow. It hurts not making your own.

"Staring is rude Sei-chan,"

The captain of Rakuzan merely smirked and took small steps to retreat from the open music room. The said room was flooded with symphony that clearly tells that it was filled with sentiments, regrets. His ears were ringing with the sensation as the piano notes reached. The melody was like asking him to lay down and go for the awaited slumber.

"It is not rude as long as you're not caught checking her out."

He noticed that it took the shooting guard a whole minute before processing the information and finally dawning him with the conclusion. Yes. The captain of Rakuzan is checking a girl out. The mighty Akashi Seijuuro, checking a girl out. Reo looked at the girl, her moderate long reddish brown hair slightly waving as she made music and bobbing her head to the slow tune.

"But she looks weird" he was noting at the strange form of lips of scary smile while she was playing sentimental melody.

"Are you saying something Reo?"

He merely shook his head and followed his captain away from the music room "Nothing Sei-chan."

He prefers his opinions to himself than facing the wrath of the captain-in-love in fury. Akashi knew that. What was wrong after all? When you were planning to ask her out all along?

That was all folks I hope it wasn't too sucky for you guys. ;A; I tried my best in this one. I SWEAR. I was writing this in class and my grin can't stop going wide. On the fanfic of Dere Brothers, I'm actually creating THREE chapters and decided which chapter would go first. Yeah it's hard so I'm making another chapter that would fit the next chapter. Go figure. Read that too! Please?

…. Review guys?

I have really debated this in my mind whether to do this or not. Apparently I did.