Aomine x OC

I WILL COMPLETE THIS YAS I HAVE A LOT OF IDEAS UP IN MY SLEEVE AND GOT A WHOLE OUTLINE READY YAS LET'S GET STARTED :D I don't own anything

Warning: Mild swearing

You power walked towards the subway station and tried to get in the pack train. There was a live NBL game that your boss told you attend with a butt load of questions for this new basketball star. You only had 3 ours to outline your report and interviewing questions, that was not enough time to let yourself think about everything. Before you left, you stuffed your documents into your bag and ran towards the nearest subway line. The NBL area was no where near your station, it'll be tough.

As you entered the train, you checked your document and your business suit. Your black pants was fitted with a white top and a black suit jacket. You tied your brown hair into a high pony tail and added extra mascara over your turquoise eyes. You had heels on. You had to look professional. You were Chloe. Everyone knew you as only Chloe. You were the youngest most successful and famous reporters of NBL. Your career was to talk. That was it. It worked for you and you started to have a very zestful and likeable reputation from your fellow American followers. You were even invited to become a model of a new make up line called Neou. They wanted someone that had a face with blue or green eyes, believe it or not, you've got both. You had turquoise eyes. It was beautiful and that's what made you special and that's what made you famous. With those eyes, you captured many basketball players' attentions and many fashion and make up artist across the country. Everyone loved your face and loved your body, people thought you were perfect. You thought differently.

You finally got to NBL and walked back stage to the reporting room. You waved and said hellos to your fellow crew mates and colleagues, then found your desk. You were panting, once you reached it. You got your documents and notes out and headed to the mirror. You checked yourself up and then saw your secretary. She called for you to start the interview and you nodded. With one final look, you took your notes and a bottle of water and followed your secretary to the set.

You waved at the camera crew and your bosses, you settled into your chair and the people around you gave some trials for shooting while you sipped your water. You were starting in 5 minutes. You saw your boss and gave him a thumbs up for assurance. He sighed and walked away. Your secretary gave a few highlights of the game last night for some refreshments and you nodded to thank her.

The lights went off then 3, 2, 1.

"Good evening America and welcome back to another episode of Stars of NBL. Did anyone watch that AMAZING game last night? If you didn't, you better watch it... AFTER this interview. To recap what happened..." You gave an inner sigh, introductions weren't your thing. But when you slowly got into it, it became natural. You recapped about the game then introduced the Basketball Star.

"Let's give a big welcome for Kuroko Tetsuya!" You exclaimed. Then the guy walked in. He had light blue hair and looked kinda of shy. He was amazing and you knew it. Never underestimate people, you thought. Both of you shook hands and sat down.

"So, which name should I call you? I know you are from Japan but you would you like me to call you Kuroko or Tetsuya?" You asked.

He laughed, "Ah, Tetsuya is fine, a lot of people get confused about that. I'm surprised you know this."

"Well, I had some Japanese friends back in the days so I figured I should ask. But anyways, enough about me! Wow that was an amazing play you had going last night! How did you feel?"

"As usual, I feel invisible."

"But isn't that your weapon?"

"Yes it is, but it's all thanks to my teammate, Kagami Taiga."

"Oh yes, Kagami Taiga. You guys are known to be the light and the shadow correct?"

"Yes."

"How would you define that?"

The interviews were the usual. You would make a conversation then laughed then ask some questions from your notes. Honestly, it was the same thing. Some people didn't co-operate as much as others but that is your job. You were suppose to help release some new thoughts from these players and that was what you did. Sometimes you couldn't be yourself all the time, you had to be someone else. Sometimes it was someone that you didn't enjoy to be. You were young, you still had a lot to learn. You were talented and tried your hardest, that was why people liked you so much.

After the interview, you decided to meet up with your friend to have a cup of coffee and maybe a sandwich. She picked you up from your set and drove both of you to a nice coffee shop. As you walked into the restaurant, you asked for a table for 2 and sat across your friend. You took out a menu and started to look through it. Interviews always made you hungry.

"Chloe, how did it go?" Claire, your friend asked.

"Oh, it was fine. The some old thing." You said quietly.

"Hm, wasn't that exciting.."

"Yeah... he was really quite. Had to squeeze some information out of him."

"Did you get it though?"

"Of course."

"Nice."

"How was your day?"

"We had to shoot like 30 times today. Ugh, it was SO annoying."

Claire was an actress that was currently shooting a romance comedy film. Many people know her and she was invited to many red carpet events. She was successful too.

"Oh wow, must have been tough." You sighed.

All your friends were famous and successful. You all kept your profile low just because you wanted a normal life. You weren't exposed to many bad things but you were always aware of it. Your friends all had a love life, except for you. You were too busy working you forgot about love and romance. You never really cared, but inside you always wanted someone to protect you. You didn't find him yet.

You both ordered your cups of coffee and shared a chicken caesar sandwich. Claire always talked about your love life and how you needed to get one, you always ignored her. She would talk about your job and her own job. She talked about her lovely boyfriend and what she does to her. It was funny but yet kind of sad, because you have never felt that way before in your life.

You walked alone in the quiet night streets of New York City. Honestly, what does it mean to be loved? To be held close, to feel protected? You couldn't answer those questions. The night was glistening with stars and you looked down at your suit. After Claire's lectures, she was right, you needed to take a break and start to deal with your social life. You couldn't. You loved your job so much though, and it was hard to just let it go. True, you thought your job was boring at times but then it was never too boring to stop.

You entered your apartment. It was filled with paper works, a flat screen TV next to a big sofa. You had a work room where an iMac, loud speakers and a desk was next to each other. Your wallpaper was a navy blue, it was your favorite color while your floor was dark brown wood.

You flopped onto your bed and sighed, you wanted to sleep but work was needed to be done. Maybe you did need a break, but you didn't want it. As you were about to fall into deep slumber, your iPhone started to ring. You groaned and looked over. It was your boss.

"Hey James, how are you?" You asked.

"Chloe, watch tonight's game right now. We've got an interview for you with an amazing person." He said.

You walked over to your TV and found the channel, "I'm on, which number and what's his name?"

"You've love it. He's amazing, just watch it all. You won't get bored of it. He's number 5, another one from Japan. His name is Aomine Daiki."

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