Thank You

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in Kuroko no Basket, though I still dream of the day I do.

Note: This was something I have been racking my brain with for a while now. This will actually be my first multi-chapter story and I just hope that I don't fall short on it. Also it would be the first KNB fic I've ever written. I don't want this to be a typical story with many cliches there will be twist you just have to bear with me. Also keep in mind that this is an AU, so it is inevitable that some characters will be different due to certain circumstances but not too much that there unrecognizable. This is just a warning. If you see any problems please notify me :)

Edit: Fixing up the grammar mistakes and other junk.

Summary: When Momoi left Japan 4 years ago, she came to believe that friends were an illusion. That they didn't exist and that people will betray and leave you. Since then she refused to initiate with anyone. Unfortunately for her she has to return to the place the belief grew from. Upon returning to Japan she meets a boy named Kuroko Tetsuya; her table neighbor and he begins to become a small part of her life without her being fully aware of it. Curse that invisible phantom player! Teiko High School AU!

Chapter 1

"Freak"

"Momoi just go away, I can't be your friend anymore"

"Did you see her hair, tsk; she probably dyes it for attention"

"Sorry Momoi, I thought you weren't home so I didn't invite you um maybe next time"

"God Satsuki why are you so clingy just leave me alone"

•••••••••

"This time it will be different dear" The young woman in the passenger seat of the convertible stated.

Since the small family of three has left the states she has been consoling her daughter continuously. Her teenage daughter on the other hand has long since tuned her out. She was peering over the head rest of the window, looking out towards the world passing by her. A look of forlorn rested on her face.

"It's going to be different this time Satsuki dear I know it" Her mother repeated but Satsuki couldn't get herself to feel the same way.

Satsuki bitterly narrowed her eyes out the window as though blaming the skies and roads for her misfortune. Today was the day she was coming back to Japan. They've long since left the airport and were making the rest of the way by car. Where it all started. Where she wondered late at night why people could be so cruel, where'd she'd come home crying every day. Questioning why the weak were always attacked and left to their own demise. People will betray you sooner or later she just had to discover that the hard way. That's how the scar over her heart formed and ever since then even time hasn't been able to heal it.

Her parents were offered a great job in Tokyo, more like a once in a lifetime opportunity that she didn't want to ruin for them. She felt she has already done enough and she didn't want to burden them anymore then she already was. She could care less if she was wounded again her parents meant the world to her. They have stuck by her through thick and thin. Sacrificing almost about everything for her own needs and well being. Jobs, houses, school applications and the lists continues.

And through it all it was finally time for her to face what she has been running away from even if she didn't want or was ready to. Or so that's what she convinced herself of before leaving their little condo in Los Angeles, California.

Satsuki returned from her melancholy thoughts to gaze out the window nostalgically. It's been year's since she's last been in their small neighborhood, she was grateful of her parents in letting her apply at the start of a new school year so she wouldn't encounter too many issues. But that wasn't what was preoccupy her thoughts ever since she's left the airport from America, like a nagging little voice in the back of her mind that wouldn't shut up.

4 years has passed since she has last contacted with her childhood friend, her only friend. Well ex friend she didn't even know if he had forgiven her, but she wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't she wouldn't either if she were in his shoes.

"You will meet lots of people, I heard the school it quite luxurious and only the best of the best apply for it." Her mother rambled on.

"You'll get great teachers and amazing classes. Oh and make lots of fri-"

"Friends don't exist" She snapped cutting off her mother's ranting. No Satsuki has stopped believe that he would ever forgive her; she left without saying a word. It was for the best, she's stopped believing that friends or the concept of friendship existed. He would have betrayed her just like everyone else. It was cowardly but she was left with no other choice.

They were heading back to their old house that has been abandoned for years and yet thankfully hasn't been bought. How convenient. The movers have left with all their stuff the day before so they had nothing to worry about.

Silence descended upon the small space of their family car. A sigh escaped her father's lips and she turned her attention to the rear-view mirror which she hadn't noticed was facing her.

"You look beautiful honey but why do you keep cutting your hair? I bet it would look extravagant if you let it grow out" Her father commented. Her hair was the reason why she had so many bullies when she was younger, it was a light pink. Pink! No other normal girl's hair was that color and she was the unfortunate soul that had to be born with pink hair.

"Dad I already told you I'm never going to let my hair grow long it will just cause me more problems" she grunted. A scowl already starting to appear on her face, her hand absentmindedly tugging at a strand of hair.

She hated her hair and her parents have refused to let her dye it saying she shouldn't be ashamed of it. She was furious with them for weeks after they refused. She has even attempted doing it herself but sadly her parents would catch her every time. She still didn't understand why they wanted her hair to stay that way and after the 8th attempt in dyeing it they opted for cutting it. She has been keeping it really short since then.

"Alright I'm sorry Satsuki, please don't get mad at me" Her father cooed, a playful pout on his face looking through the rear-view mirror. Satsuki tried to hold her scowl in place but a small smirk escaped. Her father always knew how to liven her spirit even if just a little. Just like that the tension vanished and they continued the long road trip in comfortable silence.

It wasn't long until to (Satsuki's dismay) they arrived at their old house, a new future waiting them. Satsuki turned to look out the window her old house still looked the same, small, plain; the flowers have long since been dead. She could only imagine how much cleaning they'd have to do. You couldn't believe how much dust a house could get after years of being neglected.

She started to feel a little sick only one more week and she would have to begin going to a new school. Her breath hitched and she could already feel herself hyper ventilating. Flashes of horrible memories started to plague her thoughts, the mock laughter, the hair pulling, and the terrible pranks. Why couldn't they get lost and end up somewhere else maybe accidentally near an airport where she secretly escape and buy tickets back to America? Or maybe even better drive off a cliff and somehow survive, and wash up ashore in a remote island where she would live for the rest of her life?

Satsuki was jerked away from her thoughts when she felt a warm hand silently touch her arm. She looked up to see her mother staring at her.

"Thank you honey for coming, I know how much this must be hurting you and I appreciate you sacrificing yourself like this for us. I promise you dear this time it will be different" She repeated the same phrase, afterwards giving her the most warmest smile. Her eyes glistening in the afternoon sunlight with unshed tears.

The sincerity of her words tugged at Satsuki's heart, her eyes starting to water. They deserved someone better than her as a daughter and yet they loved her from the bottom of their hearts. They deserved happiness; she could at least try to make this different just for them.

Her mother stroked her arm one last time in comfort and turned around in her seat with a smile opened the car door. Stepping out, back to the place where it all started for them. With a sigh she followed her mother's example and opened the car door.

•••••••••

A week passed by way to quickly for her liking. The house was still being refurnished and all that time she didn't go out like her parents have been insisting her to do.

She just stayed in the comfort of her old room. Her uniform arrived the day after they arrived in the mail and she bought supplies before they left America. She was now standing in front of the platinum gates of her new school. Students were all ready flooding in, greeting each other and finding their new class for their new lives in high school.

The school itself was like something out of a brochure. The yard looked neatly mowed and well taken care of with all the greenery and plants, the walls didn't look faded almost as if they were recently re-painted and everything from the countless windows to the grounds looked spotless. Teiko High school really did live up to its name as one of the elite.

She would have admired everything if she wasn't stricken with grief. It has taken every fiber of her being to get up and get dressed for school. Doing her daily routine almost on autopilot. Her parents even need to get to work on time so she botched to walk and take the train. Besides she wanted to at least get some peace and quiet before she entered this hell.

And here she was, she has just arrived but she's felt like she's been standing there for a good few hours. She wanted to run heck she could if she wanted to. She could run in the opposite direction and never look back but there was one thought that kept plaguing her

'Then what would be the significance of everything that has been sacrificed for her.'

So with a long suffering sigh, she hugged her over sized sweater snugly to her body, wrapped her arm around herself, held tightly to her bag and step inside past the gates. She leisurely took her time walking to the boards trying to remain unnoticed and to her agitation there was no such thing happening. Some of the students started to take notice of the cute pink haired female with the over-sized sweater. Some to her dismay would even try to approach her but as soon as she would spot them heading in her direction she would high tail it out of there.

Oh it was moments like these that made her curse her hair even more then she already did.

After wondering around for a bit (slightly panicking that she was lost) she stumbled upon the gathering of students. All trying to move past the crowds where if she remembered correctly her destination was. The classroom assignment board.

She internally groaned. From past experiences she knew she wouldn't be able to wait this out unless she wanted to arrive late to her classroom which will only attract attention. She could go to the office and ask but that would only result in the same situation. So she gathered all her strength and slowly made her way towards the crowd. Luckily she found a giant delinquent looking fellow who had the same idea as herself and half the student body. She closely followed behind him, keeping a good distance away that it didn't get his attention but also close enough that she didn't get submersed in the crowd.

Oh how there looks had their uses.

She kept her head down and soon enough they reached the board she silently crept away from the boy turning a blind eye to the crowd that were currently occupied, pointing at his strange hair color and looming figure. She would have joined them if she didn't already know that eventually that attention would fall upon her. So she looked carefully for her name as quickly as her analytic eyes can roam and surely enough found it in unmistakable fine print.

Momoi Satsuki- 1B

Right under the name,

Kuroko Testuya- 1B

Satsuki sighed she didn't bother looking any longer as just like she predicted some of the students started to notice her eccentric hair color and the girl under it.

"Wow, were getting a bunch of strange students this year huh?" She overheard behind her.

Satsuki slowly started slipping off; taking one last glance over her shoulder to see that the students had managed to get near the board enough to see their own classes around the large delinquent with purple hair eating a pocky. Shaking her head at this she started to walk away towards the school and to hopefully find her classroom.

•••••••••

"Did you see her hair?"

"Who is she; I've never seen her before?"

"She's cute"

"What about Tomoe? I thought you were finally going to ask her out"

"Yeah but look at her"

Finding her classroom in the massive school had been extremely difficult mostly because she refused to ask anyone around her for directions. The sneaking glances and not so subtle whispers weren't helping the matter either. She managed to ignore them, something she has had lots of practice in doing.

A flight of stairs, 3 hallways, 4 wrong turns and a teacher that took pity on seeing her pass by his classroom 3 times in utter confusion lead her to her correct classroom. She had finally reached her destination. Nodding thanks to the polite teacher. She wasn't so surprised to see that she was one of the few that were just getting to class. It was almost about time for classes to begin, shrugging she was about to enter when she felt someone bump next to her at the doorway causing her to stumble a bit.

"Pardon me"

His voice was flat and inanimate yet smooth. Satsuki glanced behind her to see a male student. He had light teal hair framing his face and pale white skin showed beneath the standard uniform. Her cherry pink eyes widened a bit. Satsuki didn't feel his presence whatsoever almost like he was invisible. Not only that just like the delinquent and herself he had a very unique hair color. But because of the little incident half the class attention was currently on them some of surprise at finding a strange boy in the doorway and she didn't want it to remain that way for long. She only gave him a curt nod avoiding any eye contact and went to go take a seat in one of the few remaining desks in the back of the classroom. She didn't miss the way the pairs of eyes followed her, the whispers slowly growing into loud discussions circulating around the classroom.

She couldn't believe her luck, there were unclaimed seats in the back of the classroom. She practically ran towards the one by the window. Once she was seated the school bell rung signaling the beginning of class and interrupting all talk from the lively students. Class began immediately after the teacher arrived inside the classroom. Satsuki noticed the strange boy she bumped into took the seat beside her but she choose to ignore him and instead stare out the window to her other side.

Just like she remembered after the introductions they went on to review past material. During the whole duration of the class, Satsuki just took notes as the teacher lectured and her table neighbor to her good fortune didn't try to initiate conversation.

She almost forgot that he was even there with how low his presence was. She found out that his name was Kuroko Tetsuya as the teacher was doing roll call, it was fairly comical how confused half the class was at not being able to spot the boy seated right next to her. She tried to very hard to stifle her giggles which didn't go unnoticed by him.

But it didn't last long as her name was after his. Some heads turned and mutters of confusion of who she was arose. Luckily the teacher ceased them.

Hours passed like this until the familiar lunch bell rang, even after 4 years she could never forget the sound that brought her misfortune between her fellow peers. Immediately the students leaped out of their seats to leave.

The material they were going over was to her surprise simple for the first day of school but that didn't mean it still wasn't boring to sit around and pay attention to the subject that she had no interest in. Satsuki turned her head towards her table neighbor but found the seat to be empty he must have had the same idea as the rest of the class.

Satsuki on the other hand stretched in her seat till her legs touched the back of seat in front of her and just took out her bento from her bag placing it firmly on her desk.

Now it would seem strange for a student to eat in the classroom but it wasn't uncommon. There were two reasons why she wasn't going out to eat somewhere else. For one thing the school was fairly new to her as she hasn't been in Japan for 4 years especially an elite school like Teiko so the chances of her getting lost where fairly high, and finding a place where she could eat alone was going to be just as difficult.

And second…

She didn't want to interact with anyone. Before she made her way to school she made it fairly clear in her mind she didn't want to make any friends. No she refused to make friends they would only bring torment to her already fragile heart.

Besides she noticed she didn't need friends, she did fine back in American without them. So why the same couldn't be applied here in Japan, she has stopped believing real friends existed. It's why she cut ties with her childhood 'friend' long ago. Besides the chances of her running into him was very slim. People betray each other all the time and at school it's just a bunch of idiots who need someone to bully.

Unfortunately, some students started to notice her eating by herself in the classroom and took it upon themselves to try to invite her to join them. Sadly most of those students were males which weren't settling well with their female counterparts that were unabashedly listening to the conversation.

Half way through lunch in the partially empty classroom, Satsuki felt like burying her head in her arms. She already feel her eyes starting to twitch. She just wanted to eat lunch alone and yet here people were coming up to her repeatedly. Every time she would reject their invitations making it fairly clear she wanted to be left alone. At one point she started to get irritated and would glare at anyone that would try to approach her. After a while people took the message and in return avoided her. But she could feel the criticism lingering in the air and the not so discreet commentary.

But they left her alone.

Satisfied she stuck to eating her bento and reading the newest issue of the basketball magazines she bought in America. Luckily she was able to change the mailing address only paying extra for the shipping. It was of course very expensive but worth it as she didn't have to miss any of the newest matches, news, and rumors going around the basketball community.

She loved basketball more than anything. It wasn't unusual for a girl to love basketball but it also wasn't that well known. Either way she loved it just liked she loved sweets and being in the safety of her room. The sounds of sneakers on the floors, the swish of the ball passing through the neat, and even the smells which her nose has gotten use to after a while.

Satsuki still remembered the first time her childhood 'friend' took her to see a game. It took much convincing her parents but he insisted she go and seeing as he was her first friend ever they obliged. It was spectacular her blood rushed at seeing the two teams go back and forth. The grins plastered on their faces when the team they have been rooting for won. The hugs and tears of victory it was imprinted in her heart and mind. She fell in love and ever since then she has never lost that love. It has kept her going and she refused to let it slip from her grasps.

By the time she was done eating lunch was over and all the students were returning to class taking their seats. Though she didn't miss the glares some female students sent her way. The teacher returned and the lecture continued at one point her mind wondered out staring out the window.

She honestly missed American. She enjoyed going out to watch the street basketball matches they would hold. Not many ever approached her even when she did leave the comfort of her house. Though she predicted it must have had a lot to do with the hoodie she would always be wearing even when it was really hot.

At one point the teacher stepped out for another teacher was in need of assistance so the class was free to mingle. She took out her basketball magazine again and resumed looking through it.

Immediately she had this odd feeling of being watched. At first Satsuki didn't think much of it but they remained on her and it was starting to get on her nerves.

When the odd feeling of being examined continued to linger she had enough. She peered in the direction she felt them coming from and found some girl from across the classroom glaring at her. Satsuki scowled 'what's her problem'. The girl just narrowed her eyes even further as the teacher returned and everyone took their seats. The girl just turned around following the classes' example. Class continued but Satsuki saw no reason in putting away her magazine, the first day of school was about to end anyway and besides she was sitting in the back where the teacher wouldn't notice her.

Unknowing to her, her table neighbor was observing her from the corner of his icy blue eyes.

•••••••••

It wasn't long till the bell rung signaling everyone that school was over. The students lunged out of their seats overjoyed that the first day of high school was over. Satsuki would have followed their example actually almost did she was out the doors of the school after putting away her indoor shoes and replacing them with her normal foot wear when she felt a hard tug on her sweater. She almost toppled over but luckily she was able to catch herself.

Irritated she instantly glared at the genius that had almost had her fall to the floor on her behind.

To her surprise it was the brunette that was glaring at her from across the room she had a scowl plastered to her face. Up close she had mousy dark brown hair and wide chocolate brown eyes, her face structure childish. She was quite plain actually nothing really special or eye catching about her. She was a head shorter then her too. She didn't have much too really think about as the girl clenched her hold on her sweater and her eyes narrowed even more than they already were.

"I don't understand why all the guys like a pink bimbo like you but just know this I won't let you have Kuroko-kun he's mine!"

Satsuki's eyes rounded, she stood there speechless. It wasn't long before what the girl said started resonating through her mind. Satsuki clenched her fist, she was infuriated. It wasn't the fact that she called her a pink bimbo, no she has learned to ignore those kinds of commentary a long time ago. They have long since lost their affect on her or the little comment about the males in her class talking about her. It also wasn't the fact that this child designed to voice herself in front of school doors where people were still walking out, grabbing their own little audience like a freak show.

No what enraged her was the fact that this girl who she didn't even know was in her classes minus the fact that it was the first day of school. Decided to confront her over a guy! Her table neighbor specifically who in fact she hasn't even spoken a word to.

'Kuroko, that's whose she's going to fight me about'

"Yeah and Amaya-kun too!" Some spectator behind her spoke up as well, gathering whatever courage she could. The another two voicing their own set of names that Satsuki wouldn't bother remembering later as they had no significant to her.

She stared icily piercing her rosette eyes right at the one responsible for this predicament. This wasn't the first time this occurred to her. But she wasn't going to make the same mistake at making a scene like back then. That only led her to having to move to another school from being suspended.

As much as she hated being back in Japan, back to her old house and to the hard life of putting up with people like the females in front of her. She had a duty to uphold, she worked hard trying to enter Teiko. It almost made the grueling, tortures school exam she had to take almost worth it. Her parents were so proud when she was accepted she didn't want to take that away from them.

Satsuki swatted the annoying child's hand away from her sweater.

"Why should I care what you or anyone for that matter thinks?" she icily replied.

"Your pink hair is revolting; you probably did it to grab all the boys' attention! Stay away from Kuroko-kun he's mine" The girls resolve was dead set on getting her to back off.

With a reluctant and infatuated sigh.

"You're an idiot if you think I would actually care about your affections for a boy I haven't even spoken to. I couldn't care less if you think your words would affect me in anyway. I don't intend to be retuning any feelings here and associating myself to anyone." She responded her voice taking a mockingly sweet tone. The girl has stopped glaring and staring at her dumbfounded. Confused the change of events occurring apparently she had another idea set in mind but was starting to see it backfire.

"Now leave me alone morons!" Satsuki shouted making it very clear to anyone around her and the girl in front of her that she didn't want to deal with any of them. She was starting to feel here temper shorten. She turned on her heel intent on getting home, and eating some much rewarded strawberry ice cream.

But maybe that wasn't a good idea since after she turned her back to them ready to storm off and leave. The brunette that confronted her in the first place had the audacity to shove her. She stumbled forward and this time with the added force she had no time to catch herself. She toppled over knocking down the poor soul right in front of her.

The student she fell on cushioned her fall. Taking more of the impact on the ground but she still groaned at having the wind knocked out of her.

Before she fell she heard many of their audience gasp in horror apparently this was probably the first time they've ever witnessed a fight or at least something close to one. As Teiko never allowed such things in their school and for good reason. She laid still on top of student below her trying to catch her bearings.

'I'm going to kill someone before the semester ends I can just feel it'

The student below her emitted a low groan, a male supposedly. They were entangled in an awkward position a mess of fabrics and limps.

"K-Kuroko-kun?" The brunette that had gotten them in this situation gasped in horror. Making Satsuki's eyes snap immediately open, she was on top of Kuroko. She didn't even know he was behind her. She blinked out of her thoughts when a booming voice from a teacher resonated from behind them. One of the authorities must have noticed the commotion. But Satsuki didn't care she was beyond annoyed, she was at her limit for the day she didn't want to deal with anyone.

Theirs was no way she was going to have a fight with some jealous hormonal teenage girl on her first day of school. The amount of problems that would create afterwards would become too much for her parents. She didn't want them to change everything they have worked hard in working for her here.

Satsuki quickly picked herself up, dusted off and quickly bolted out of there. Not bothering to look if Kuroko was okay or to wait for the teacher that came to settle the situation. She practically ran to the train station and dashed to her house. She wanted to return to the safety of her room. The four yellow walls blocking out the world outside, getting lost in a possible basketball game that would air on television or her basketball magazines.

Speaking of which, once she reached her front door after catching her breath she started rummaging round her bag to find it and continue her reading after finishing homework. But to her utter disbelief she couldn't seem to locate it, even bolting inside her house and dropping the contents of her bag on the kitchen table.

Her parents weren't home so she didn't bother lessening the commotion she was making.

'Where is it, I know I put it in here'

She continued to chant over and over again in her mind, scattering everything that she has taken out of her bag. But no matter how hard she looked it was no were to be found. She slowly started to process that it must have fallen out but where she had no idea. She slowly back stepped to the nearest wall and slid to the floor in defeat her back.

Someone must really hate her.

A bitter laugh almost escaped her. She loathed the first days of schools and today just proved her point. She longed to disappear all together.

•••••••••

Satsuki was agitated. Her day was not starting out very well. Apparently word was circulating around about the little would be fight that occurred yesterday after school. Now even upperclassmen have started to take interest in the pinkette.

Though she did overhear that the brunette from yesterday was given a detention after seeing that there was many who witnessed the assault. Her little group of friends was also informed. So when she passed by them on her way to class all they could do was glare at her from a distance. Violence wasn't tolerated in Teiko your given one chance to redeem yourself and if you fail they kick you out.

Satsuki at the moment was gazing out the window at her seat in the classroom. There weren't many students inside seeing as it was still very early.

She couldn't understand what they found so interesting about her didn't they have anything better in their lives? But just like countless times before once the events from yesterday become overshadow by something far more interesting they would surely forget about her. She just had to stay patient. Though sadly with someone with strange hair color gossip and rumors never ceased, it just fades slowly but lingered waiting for the day it could return at full force.

'Oh how I wish I could disappear' Satsuki wistfully thought.

"Um pardon me but…"

With a sign she cocked her to the side addressing the person that has confronted her. To her surprise it was her table neighbor Kuroko, the boy with low presence.

In a way she came to envy him in the really short amount she came to knowing him. Which wasn't much really. She wanted to disappear or at least sometimes go unnoticed but her hair was always like a spotlight on her so she never had such luck. Oddly Kuroko had light teal hair so that fact that he could go unnoticed was beyond her understanding. But she also didn't understand why the girl from yesterday, who she still didn't even know the name of, would have so much interest in him.

Satsuki felt like she was staring at him for a bit longer then she should have since he started to shift uncomfortably in his seat from the amount of attention she was giving him, something he probably wasn't use to.

'Lucky' she bitterly thought.

"Yes" She grunted a bit harsher then she intended to. She internally flinched at her tone. As much as she envied Kuroko he hasn't done anything to deserve her irritation. In fact she should be apologizing for not checking if he was okay yesterday after knocking him down with her.

Kuroko actually didn't seem a bit fazed by her rudeness; well if he was he was really good at hiding it. His expression remained indifferent which she found was a really good talent. She awkwardly coughed "S-sorry…..um…yes, what is it?"

Kuroko blinked then proceed to rummage through his bag. Satsuki gave him a weird look at the sudden action, till a minute later he brought out her basketball magazine. She almost choked on her gasp.

She was convinced she dropped in the train or worse while she was running to and from the train. Already excepting that she will never be able to find out the new NBA news and rumors. She quickly snatched it from his out stretched hand her movements a bit hasty.

"W-what h-h-how, w-where was it?" She sputtered. Clutching at the Magazine like a life line. She missed twinkle of amusement on the bluenette's eyes.

"It fell out of your bag when you fell on top of me" He deadpanned. Satsuki flushed already feeling her ears and cheeks heat up in embarrassment. 'He didn't have to be so blunt about it'

"S-sorry" she murmured her, face turned away. Okay so maybe she was going to just play if off as it never happened but can you blame her, the whole situation itself was embarrassing.

"I have never seen that magazine before where did you get it?" Kuroko questioned.

"America" she curtly responded, keeping her answers short. Satsuki was too distracted with having her magazine back to really focus on anything let alone a conversation. But her head snapped at attention when she heard Kuroko shift to turn towards her. Making direct eye contact with the one that returned her precious magazine.

"Well I want to apologize."

Satsuki looked puzzled. What did he have to apologize for, as far as she knows he hasn't done anything.

"I was really curious about it after you dropped it and left without it. So on my way home I was reading it" Kuroko explained, scratching his cheek a bit.

"I really enjoy basketball; it's one of my biggest passions. So when I saw your basketball magazine I wanted to read it as well. I just didn't know that it would be in English. But I was able to understand some of it, forgive me for reading it without your permission." He finished with his lip tilted upward slightly.

Satsuki eyes widened everything he has just said felt genuine. Kuroko visibly did seem sorry for reading her magazine but honestly if the roles were reversed she would have done the same thing only not tell the person she's read it. She didn't know what that said about her morals but one thing was clear Kuroko seemed like good person but she has said that about a lot of people and look at what happened to them. So she wasn't going to trust him so easily even if he did return her magazine and apologized

Satsuki opened her mouth to respond when the bell rung signaling everyone to take their seats and that class was starting. With all the commotion she knew she wouldn't be able to say what she wanted to say until lunch. But she felt he deserved an answer sooner after informing her all that.

So when the teacher arrived and everyone started to take down notes from the teachers lecture. Satsuki ripped out a sheet of her notebook paper and quickly wrote down what she wanted to say before she was interrupted.

A few minutes into class Kuroko was surprised when his table neighbor placed a folded paper on his desk. From yesterday he could tell how tense and cautious she was of others. How she refused to speak to anyone when they were inviting her to join them for lunch.

Actually he would have been ignorant of her if he hasn't seen her visibly pulling out a basketball magazine. Maybe it was the fact that she was the first female he has ever seen take interest in basketball.

Of course there were probably other girls in Japan that took interest in the sport but he's never seen them personally. So she would be the first for him, she did mention she got the magazine in America so maybe she was from there. He has heard that there was women's basketball in America so he wouldn't be surprised if she was.

Either way he didn't have anything better to do then to read it. The verbal teaching occurring in class he has already been over so it wasn't like he would be missing anything. Cautiously he picked the paper, and carefully read over it.

It's okay that you read the magazine Kuroko-kun. I actually don't mind I would have done the same thing if the roles were reversed. So I accept your apology.

As for yesterday I'm sorry I knocked you over. I wasn't expecting the girl to shove me neither did I know you were behind me. I am deeply sorry. Also thank you for returning my magazine :)

The side of Kuroko's lip tilted upward. He was amused by his pink haired companion's reaction to getting her magazine back. It was ludicrous that some girl with pink hair could have so many emotions flaring at once. He felt like the right thing to do was to reply back, so he picked up his mechanical pencil and quickly wrote a response.

A moment later Momoi stopped looking out the window when she saw movement from the corner of her eye.

'A reply?'

Her note was back on her desk folded again the way she sent it. She cautiously peering over the person in front of hers shoulder. A bit relieved to see the teacher wasn't paying attention. His back was turned, writing on the board.

Glancing at the note she hesitantly opened it, not knowing what to expect.

'Thank you for understanding and your welcome'

She stifled a snicker at how short his response was compared to hers. Kuroko looked like someone who didn't speak often and yet before he had much to tell her. Satsuki had spent most of her life watching people and analyzing them especially even more after the betrayal she went through. It was a specialty she has come to wield.

It has helped her numerous times, from winning bets with her dad and at one point even others on basketball matches. Even helping her avoid certain guys that just couldn't take the hint. In just a short amount of time she can already analysis and predict everything about the person. She would figure Kuroko out eventually.

Satsuki slowly crumpled the paper and placed it on the side of her desk were she would throw it away later.

'He's weird….but interesting'

Satsuki returned her attention to the verbal lesson taking down necessary notes.

Thank you for reading~