a/n=Reviews are well appreciated! I am a big midotaka fan, but I think making a tsundere midorima is cute too :p
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Takao Kazunari was classified as one of those generic teenagers.
He has many friends and well liked by others. He's what everyone called a typical class clown—whenever he goes, trouble always follows him. Not to mention, the raven-haired teenager was part of the basketball club, which boosted his popularity among women. He's an excellent point guard after all, with his trump card, the hawk eye.
His family was quite decent—his mother was a terrible cook, his father was a comedian and his straight-laced sister always scolded him for his terrible jokes. His grandparents visited once in a while to his relief, especially his grandmother, who was a good chef that Takao advised her to enter a competition—well she's too old for that. His grandfather, like his father, is an excellent comedian who would bring smiles and laughter whenever he goes.
Takao has everything in life. Anyone would be more than happy to switch places with the hawk-eye. Sometimes, he thought his life was exactly like the typical teenagers from the television, and he hoped that one day something interesting would popped up in his life to give a spice to his so-called daily life.
But the basketball match during his middle school had crushed his pride.
During middle school, they competed against Teiko Junior High, which what everyone called them 'Generations of Miracles'. This team surpassed the ability of a decent human being. But what surprised everyone wasn't GoM's endless chain of victories; it was the fact that these members were all middle school girls with boy names.
Even though Shuutoku was full of hardworking players, they were beaten badly by the GoM. What frustrated the Shuutoku players wasn't the fact that they lost; it was the fact that the GoM didn't took them seriously during the match.
One of the GoM members that destroyed Shuutoku completely was none other than Midorima Shintaro, the green-haired girl who wore glasses. Ever since that event, Takao, who usually took things lightly, swore to take revenge on Shintaro during the high school's Inter-High and Winter Cup.
It was the start of the season of youth.
New freshmen flooded the Shuutoku's school gates. Takao's eyes were trained on the overflowing amount of people coming into his school. Whistling, he turned to his senpai, Miyaji Tadashi.
"Look Miyaji-senpai!" Takao exclaimed brightly, turning to his upperclassman. "There are so many people transferring this year! I wonder if any of them will join the basketball club!"
Instead of reciprocating his feeling, Miyaji flashed him a bitter glare. "Stupid! I prefer to keep our team as it is rather than recruiting a bunch half-assed people! Quality over quantity, remember?"
Takao heaved a sigh and smiled playfully. "As expected from Miyaji-senpai. You're as straight laced as my sister!"
"Shut up! Do you want me to throw you with a pineapple?" Miyaji chided, slightly worked up by Takao's offhanded comment.
"Okay okay, I apologize, senpai." Takao raised his hands in surrender, his smile still plastered on his face. "By the way, Pineapples don't grow in spring."
The two basketball players spent the next minute in silence as they stared the new freshmen in silence from the window. The group of boys next to them was mainly focusing on the incoming female population, throwing off comments such as 'cute', 'pretty', 'beautiful' and other kinds of random comments such as pointless attempts to ask a girl out, which would fail horribly as they peed on their pants before they can even start a conversation.
Takao simply joined the boat out of curiosity. While his short-fused, yellow haired senpai was seeking for basketball members potential, Takao simply bored his gaze to the herd of people passing through the school gate.
"What's the point of doing this anyway?" Takao questioned inwardly. His mind was always occupied with basketball instead of love interests. Couples dated for a few months and tearfully broke up; then the cycle repeated. Even though Takao has many friends with this compatible issue, Takao really found the whole thing to be absurd.
What is the whole point of dating if you're going to break up anyway? What exactly is the first thing that makes you attracted to a particular person? Either way, Takao considered all girls and boys to be the same—that's why he turned down all the confessions he had gotten for the past few years.
Suddenly, the crowd roared and snapped him from his wake. Takao blinked in confusion. He turned to his senpai, who was surprisingly screaming as well.
The hawk eye didn't even bother to close his bleeding ears as he raised his voice. "Oi, what's going on?"
Miyaji suddenly smacked Takao's head, causing the hawk-eye to cringe in pain. "Your skull is really thick, aren't you? Look at the window and get a grip Takao!"
Rolling his eyes, Takao nonchalantly peered through the window—he was expecting a beautiful girl with oversized boobs and baby-like face that turned everybody on including his senpai.
Then he found his suspicion to be partially true.
Takao's jaw dropped when his eyes fell upon the waist length, green haired girl walked gracefully along the school gate. Straightening her glasses, the girl craddled a fragile, frog miniature in her tiny arms.
Her long legs and pale skin probably stunned all the boys behind him, but Takao was bewildered by the fact that he recognized the face pretty well.
Midorima Shintaro—GoM's ultimate shooting guard, who can shoot perfectly from any range in the court.
"See that beauty over there?" Miyaji's voice piped up teasingly beside him, yet his face was stern. "Looks like this will be a tough year for us, Takao."
Takao tried to keep his composure. His weakness was being quiet and composed, but this situation might be an exception. He simply commented lazily. "Well, she's probably gonna be in the top chart in the boys' 'Girls to ask out' list."
Miyaji let out a dry chuckle. "That's really obvious."
"Hm." Takao hummed, staring intently at Midorima
Even though he had slight hatred towards the shooter, Takao admitted that Midorima was beautiful—it was the first time in his life to admit such a thing. Her petite fingers were covered by bandages, her skirt was too short for her height, and her expression was stoic and emotionless. Takao found them all to be cute.
Suddenly, a faint blush crept to his cheeks. No, this wasn't how it supposed to look like! Midorima Shintaro was always his rival. One sided though...
But what if she joined the basketball club? That would mean that he had to get a grip and cooperate with her.
The thought sent a wave of jitteriness up his spine. A comical, white spirit flew out of Takao's body—Takao wasn't the type to have social anxiety, so why now?
"So Takao." Miyaji turned to him with a serious expression. "What will you do?"
The said question echoed in his mind. Obviously, he can't just approach her and pick a fight, which will stain his pride as a man. He wanted her to know his feelings about avenging her, but at the same time, he just wanted to have a normal, boy-girl relationship. Wait…the last part was unintended.
Before Takao could answer his senpai, his homeroom teacher walked in. He bid goodbye to his senpai before slipping into his seat at the back of the class by the window. The teacher's presence put the class into dead silence.
After he was convinced he got the attention he needed, the teacher cleared his throat before speaking. "Today, we have a new transfer student. She is the only new student in our class."
All eyes were directed to the front door as the door opened, and Midorima Shintaro gracefully walked in to the classroom. Gasps of awe swept among the room, but Midorima didn't even falter. She boldly wrote her name on the board and turned facing the class after she finished writing.
"My name is Midorima Shintaro." She said with a deadpanned expression. "I came from Teiko Junior High School. My horoscope is Cancer. This guy right here is called Kerosuke-san. He is my lucky item for the day. Please treat him well."
Silence.
Midorima was met by a dozen of stares from her classmates. Takao's jaw dropped—the first part of the introduction was alright, but the last part was definitely unnecessary!
The teacher blinked rapidly and he finally spoke. "All right Midorima-san. Please sit to the empty seat beside Takao-kun."
Everybody in the class—mainly the boys—casted deathly glances to the hawk eye, as if they wanted to sacrifice Takao's body for lunch. Takao gulped, sweat dropped.
Midorima strolled to her seat, passing through the line of classmates whose eyes were fixed on her. Pretending not to notice anything, Midorima sunk in her seat and pulled out her textbook from her bag. She placed Kerosuke right in front of her.
Takao's eyes were fastened on the green-haired beauty. Is she really the girl Takao had been having grudges on? If so, it's good to be true; she really looked like a normal girl in Takao's eyes, now that he looked closer.
Soon, time passed and the first lesson was history.
As their history teacher rambled something about the history of England and France, Takao used the position of his seat as an advantage—sleeping. Some of his classmates had went off to their dream land from the first minute class had started, and some of them pretended to pay attention by scribbling notes on their notebooks. Takao was sure the only one who paid attention was Midorima, who was the only one who looked awake in the midst of the droopy-eyed, yawning students.
The only thing that kept Takao awake was his seatmate. Once in a while, Midorima would slide her green locks behind her ears, showing off her pale skin. Takao blushed. He noticed that Midorima has long, black eyelids, and Takao found it to be very pretty.
Suddenly, Midorima accidentally fell her eraser to the floor. Unfortunately, the said object rolled all the way to under Takao's desk. Being the gentle man he was, Takao scooped the fallen object and handed it to the girl, smiling.
"Here you go, princess!" Takao smirked naughtily at her, but the girl didn't said anything, not even a thank you.
But Midorima simply stared at Takao. "What is your horoscope?"
"Heh?" Takao rubbed his head quizzically. "Scorpio, if I'm not mistaken."
Suddenly, the girl's eyes widened in horror and jerked on her seat. She gritted her teeth and pointed at him.
"Get away from me!" she growled, clutching tightly to her Kerosuke. "Today is Scorpio's most unlucky day. I don't want your misfortune to affect me!"
Takao blinked, stunned. This was probably the first time he had seen Midorima so animated. Smiling in satisfaction, Takao finally figured out Midorima's eccentric personality.
Takao wanted to talk to Midorima more, and he already decided that his mission was to get Midorima's attention.
As Takao recited his goals in his mind, he realized the teachers and students were now staring at him. The recent commotion must have caught them off guard too.
