So this is my first fanfic. o - o EVER. Uhh... I think I'll start first with our beloved "Aho"mine. :D Enjoy... !~ Reviews are very much appreciated.
~~Orenjii
"I think this is what they call the pharmacy."
A girl stands on the front of a run-down store, apparently eyeing the signboard. The faded letters looked nothing like the word "pharmacy" or its Japanese characters for the matter. But this is Shiriru we're talking about and her mind works the quirkiest ways.
So without further ado, the girl ventured right in without even knocking for she thought to herself who knocks at a pharmacy? But still Shiriru is a girl with manners and thus she invited herself in, "Pardon for the intrusion."
To you, dear readers this would make absolutely no sense, for who invites herself to a pharmacy? But to Shiriru, this makes absolutely perfect sense.
Now let's not question her sense of eccentricity but rather dwell on the matter at hand. Truth be told, Shiriru being the informal manager of the Seirin basketball team was asked by Aida Riko to get some medicine packs for the sore muscles of her team. For that sole reason, Shiriru was looking for a pharmacy. And me being the narrator, would like to state a small fact behind this story: "The pharmacy was just outside Seirin High."
But from whom this grand master plan was, alas! fate has brought Shiriru to wander the streets of the Kanto Region. Unaware that there is a grand mechanism behind this all, and although tired as she was of stupidly walking around, she will not falter but achieve her destined mission: and that was to buy some medicine packs for Seirin!
Now as I may have hinted earlier, the property she ventured in was nothing of sort of a pharmacy as our heroine would like to believe. Moreover, this is a den of a Yakuza infamous for beheading and raping little girls.
Not that Shiriru will be fazed by that if she knew that, mind you.
Fazed or unfazed, Shiriru walk right through the whole arsenal of the Yakuza and said in a very polite tone, "May I have some medicine packs?"
"Haaaaa? Whatya say ya little girl? How dare a bitch like you walk in our turf?"
"Oyaa... !" she exclaimed, squealing with glee. "You sound terribly like Aomine-kun, that only means that you're family. Oyaa, if you wouldn't mind can you just give me some medicine packs? I was wandering for some time until I came here , ya see? And spent all my money on ice cream. So can I have some medicine packs for free? After all, Daiki is a friend of mine..."
"Huh?! Who's this Daiki fella?" one man said after throwing a knife at Shiriru's direction. Fortunately for our heroine, the man was a bad aim and missed her cheeks by inches.
"Thank you for giving air to my cheeks. Not that it needed it though. Although it is quite hot. But what I really need right now is some medicine packs. "
"You bitch! You trying to insult us?! I'll crush that pretty little head of yours right here and now! "
"Eeeh? Oyaa... you're not only a relative of Daiki but of Murasakibara-kun, too? Eeeh... I didn't think they were related though..." her head cocked to the side in confusion. Her brows tightly knitted into a knot and her lips pursed into an uncondescending pout.
Oi! Oi! This girl is really cute! Some of them thought.
But she's weird! Some added.
Due to the incessantly cute aura that Shiriru is now emitting, the Yakuza quite forgot that this encounter is anything but the ordinary. That would have been good for the girl but...
"May I please have some medicine packs right now?"
She had just have to break it off.
That shook them out of their reverie. They bounded back right on their backs. "Stupid girl! What made you think we'll give you some medicine packs?!"
"Aaahh... that's right!" It seems that the girl has finally come to a realization.
"Sorry... "
"That's right! You better say sorry, you bitch!" the daemyo quickly nodded.
"Sorry... that's rude of me. Intruding like that"
The mass of Yakuzas nodded.
"And then asking for things."
The mass of Yakuzas nodded.
"I was the one asking for a favor... I should have figured this out earlier... sorry."
The mass of Yakuzas nodded.
"I should be the one to get the medicine packs. It was wrong for me to trouble you to get them. They're in that medicine cabinet by the altar right? I'll help myself, 'kay?~" Shiriru gave a curt nod and walked to the direction of the medicine cabinet.
"..." the Yakuza.
A certain dark blue-haired man lay slumbering beneath a tree. His hair was a pool of black mess and his shirt soaked from sweat. He lay there quite peacefully, oblivious to his surroundings and then-
He sneezed.
Aomine Daiki woke up with a jolt. He looked up at the sky obscured by the heavy branches of the trees and yawned. He scratched his head quite briskly and muttered, "Damn... someone is badmouthing me again."
On the other side of town a few seconds later, a giant purple-haired man sneezed through his tenth batch of sweets.
"Fuck. It's so hot today. I feel like I'm gonna die from this heat." he said while deliberately cooling himself by taking off his shirt.
He was about to toss his shirt on the ground when...
"Daikiiiiiiiiiiii!~~"
The unexpected happens.
He knew that voice and yet he intently wishes right now that he doesnt. "Shit. Save me."
Now, Aomine Daiki was no man of religion but right now he prayed to the gods of the Earth. Each and everyone he remembered. He thought of them all and said, "Lord, you better be damn listening."
But not even Buddha can take away the impending doom that is Shiriru.
"Daikiiiiiii!~~~" , more shrill and louder this time.
The girl was running to him. She looks happy.
The girl was running to him, happy, calling out his name? Aomine was quite slow on thought processes but whatever he was thinking , it made him go red.
"W-What?! What is it you damned woman?!"
The realization came a tad too late. As a whole gang of Yakuza came storming out of the corner apparently chasing the girl who was calling his name.
"Fuck this can't be good."
Without thinking, he hoisted Shiriru on his shoulders and sprinted. "What the fuck, woman?! Why are you being chased by the Yakuza?!"
"Eeeh? Cause I've got their medicine packs."
"What! Give them back!"
"Ehh! No! I asked for them nicely!" she puffed her cheeks.
"Damn you! You've got some loose screws on your head."
"You're one to talk." she whispered under her breath.
"Oi! I heard that! I'm running for your life here! That's not the way you talk to someone who picked you up and saved you."
She apparently eyed him and said, "Daiki, you perv. Picking me up like that and then kidnapping me."
"W-what... ?! You damn..!" apparently at a loss for words. Arrrgghh..." he relented.
Aomine Daiki was in no way going to win in a converstation with women. More so from this oddball. He gave up and let a plain expression on his face plaster...
The dark-skinned man was near breathless as they paused to hide inside a giant penguin on a park near the station.
"Haa- haaa- cut us both some slack next time and don't come near me again." He was panting, leaning on the blue-painted wall on his side.
The girl only stared at him, an innocent smile already adorning her face.
"Fuck off. Don't creep me out with that smile." On the contrary, what Aomine was feeling right now is nothing at all near creeped out. Moreover, he felt blood rising up to his face and his heartbeat slightly beating faster. But the disillusionment that he now feels very hot gave the impression to his feeble mind that he is apparently spooked out by the weirdness of the girl only inches away from him.
And as if speaking his mind, "You're damn weird you know that? Taking some medicine packs from the Yakuza? How fucking crazy are you."
"You're weird too yourself, Daiki."
"Ha? You've got some nerve saying that! I don't even get to your level of "weird"! "
"Because -" she leaned in closer to him and pressed her head to his chest.
The gesture of course, made Aomine go deep scarlet.
"Your heart's beating so fast... You should be dead right now."
"S-shut up!" he said while pushing her away. "I just ran, okay?"
"Eeehhh ... but still.." she mused, lifting her chin up to match the gaze of the man who saved her life. (unknowingly to Shiruru of course)
"Wha-whaat?!" the big brute stammered. "For fuck's sake, get away from me." He tried to back away but their hiding place is as cramped as it can possibly get. Unfortunately, there was no more room for him. No escape.
The dark blue-haired male heaved of a sigh and clicked his tongue, "Tch. Guess I'm stuck with you for the time being." Yes, he would have looked absolutely cool like that but..
Shiriru shook his head and retorted, "Ia. You're free to go." And as if rubbing salt on the wound gestured to the hole out of the penguin.
"Gaaah!" Aomine went all red. "Of course I know that! Damn you. You don't have to point that out."
"Well Daiki is not very bright, so he needs to have some things pointed out to him to get them ." Shiriru said quite frankly not missing a beat.
That left Aomine Daiki in an ashen statuette state and whispered in monotone, "Ahhh... You're one to talk..."
"Oi! Go straight home. Do not involve yourself in any of those nasty gangs, ya hear?" Aomine Daiki sauntered quite lazily picking his ears as he moves away.
"Oyaa... I still have to give this to the team. But what do I do? I don't know where I am. And I don't have any money left on me...hmmm..." Shiriru said thinking out loud. She mused over it for awhile for how many minutes only the timekeeper knows what and when flowers grew on her feet she exclaimed, as though coming out of a euphoria, "I know! I'll walk!" She proceeded to walk away, delighted with herself and casually hummed a tune.
And although heartless and cold as we thought Aomine is, he doubled back and thought, "Now why am I stuck with a dimwit like you? I should just walk away and not involve myself any further. But my conscience can't take that! Damn it!"
"Tch." he drawled on in a seemingly bored voice "I'll take you back " And with shoulders slumped and a yawn, he started to walk away.
"Oi! What's taking you so long? Let's go." he looked back.
The girl bursts into a full smile and exclaimed, "Hai! ~" and when she was by his side she probed, "Oyaaa, Daiki! I want a piggyback ride.. !~" she said with sparkling eyes that only anime can do.
"You're pushing too far, kid. Fuck off."
With her arms around Daiki's neck and her face on top of his head, she happily hummed a tune. Nothing same could be said on the large male that was carrying her though.
"Oi. Stop that."
"Aaahh... ? Do you want me to sing?~ I can sing really well, you know."
"No idiot. That's worse."
...
Silence.
Speaking his thoughts he said, "Now why am I stuck with a girl like you. You're not even a B, damn."
"Daiki..."
"Hmmm?"
"Refrain from having those lewd thoughts about me."
"What?! Who would lust over you?! You're flat!"
"You're flat too."
"I'm a guy. That's different!"
"See..." she put her small hands on Daiki's chest and squeezed them. "No different."
"Aaaah... we're here!~" Shiriru proclaimed as if it wasn't obvious enough.
"No shit." the man carrying her stated clearly not amused.
"Get off.", he barked.
"Eeeh! But there's still the walk to the gym." she replied shrilly.
"No! Damn it! I've had enough! Never in a million eternity will I go there carrying you like this!"
Shiriru just pouted.
The squeak of basketball shoes filled the gymnasium accompanied occasionally by a shrill of the whistle. Seirin was hard at work and the beads of sweat glistening their bodies is proof of that. Aida Riko is a strict coach. And that means strict training. The whole team can attest to that.
They were allowed a five minute break and the whole team were in the bliss of heaven. Their heavy routines and heavy footwork practice was hell on Earth and everyone was clearly exhausted.
One of them was about to die, though.
"Oi! Kuroko! Hang in there!" Kagami Taiga, Seirin's ace panicked as the team saw some white mist that looks very much like Kuroko came out of his body.
And just then...
"Osu! Everyone! I'm back! ~" their team manager had chosen the time to make her entry.
"What took you so long?" Aida Riko inquired without looking, apparently busy with her training menu. "That took you hours."
Click. Click. She tapped her pen. "The pharmacy outside was just a ten-minute trip."
A male grunt.
"Damn you woman! There was a pharmacy outside! You could have gone there! Then we wouldn't have to get through all that trouble! And for fuck's sake! Get off!"
"Mou... Daiki. I didn't know." she pouted while getting off his back.
Vein twitching, he replied, "Like hell!"
"Daikiiiiii!~ Stop getting mad.", the small girl tiptoed and pinched both of Daiki's cheeks.
"You... -!"
"...Thank you." the girl said in a surprisingly serene voice.
"Eh?"
"For getting me back." she replied with a bright smile.
"Aomine-kun."
"Shit! Oi! Tetsu! Don't screw with me like that!"
"I was here the whole time." Kuroko said matter-of-factly. "But still, Aomine-kun, I didn't know you were that kind of a person." he smiled.
"Tetsu! Are you insulting me!" Aomine replied with scarlet cheeks.
"No. I was complimenting you Aomine-kun. That was really nice of you. Thank you for bringing Shiriru-san back."
"Ahh... it was not a problem, I guess..." a blushing Aomine muttered under his breath.
The whole Seirin team continued showering praises to the Touou Ace, seemingly not because his heroic feats were worthy of it or because they reveled by his act of kindness but because they know that their team manager, a certain Fumihara Shiriru was indeed a pain in the neck. She was an alien among aliens and sometimes really gets too weird too handle. Not to mention most often than not, she always end them all up in trouble. But that's a story for another time.
Ya see, what they did was something we call as safety belt. To prevent further loss to the team and its future prospects.
Tee-hee!~
A seemingly happy Aomine Daiki, went out of the gymnasium thinking, "Those Seirin guys... " but immediately his thoughts were cut short.
Outside the gym is tens upon tens of the Japanese Mafia saying, "WHERE THE FUCKING HELL IS OUR MEDICINE PACKS!?"
"Oyaa!~" an overly excited Shiriru went out. "A family reunion!" she exclaimed.
FIN. ._.
Hmmm... =w=" I ship Aokuro like a thousand suns... ~
