Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroko no Basket. I really don't want to be haunted by dissatisfied fans.
Characters: Haizaki Shougo, Kise Ryouta.
Warnings: grammar errors, gender bending, plotless. Look at the length. Sorry that I can't portray them more clearly.
Ọh, how much she hates that Kise Ryouta boy.
His hands always seem to be glittering, clinging gently to the tips of his slender fingers, because everything he touches seems to sparkle and sparkle and smells like fresh flowers (she isn't being poetric.) - unlike her, whose fingers are surely covered with stickiness of destruction because everything she touches seems to wither away.
(Not that she cares, anyways. It's because they're too fragile. And fragile things can't exist in this cold, harsh world.)
His eyes are always so bright, so full of happiness that she absolutely detests. And her eyes? What to say about that, anyway? They're dark as storm and weary with the lies lurking in their depths and the webbed shadow weighing them down. (Girl, don't you realize he's faking his smiles?)
And she will continue with her false realities and make him admit he's at her mercy (ohgirl, you don't realize how much that pain you.) because she doesn't need anyone, much least someone like Kise Ryouta.
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