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Friend: Oh. So you haven't died yet.
Me: Hey! What's that supposed to mean?
Friend: Nothing nothing. It's just that you haven't written anything in so long that a lot of people are mad or think you have died or something like that.
Me: I haven't died yet. I still alive and kicking.
Friend: That doesn't explain why you are writing a new story and not updating an old one. Also, I thought Akashi was your favorite character from Kuroko no Basuke.
Me: Nope, Nijimura is my favorite because of how awesome he is in raising an entire generation of geniuses. I just wish he had more screen time. Now stop judging me! *runs to a corner to cry*
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Chapter 0: A Story that Began with a Lie
After school in Seirin High…
"So we're cleaning up the club room?" asked Kagami.
Riko finishes tying up her hair, "Yup. Tomorrow, the school life supervisor is coming to the building and we haven't done a single clean up this year!"
"But shouldn't we be practicing for the next match against Kirisaki Daiichi," Kagami protested, clearly not wanting to do any cleaning up at all.
Sighing, Riko replies, "I told you, today's our break. And you're the one who needs it the most."
"Besides," Hyuga says, "We have a whole until the match so after we get proper rest we will start preparing."
"Hey! Before you rush," Riko interjects while placing a trash can with a fire near the clubroom entrance, "You gotta do what you gotta do."
The club members were taken aback by the fire.
"What are you planning to do with that!" Hyuga shouts and points.
"Hmmm? Can't you tell? I'm gonna burn all the useless garbage," Riko says with an innocent smile, "It's fine if it's just dirty, but if I see some sexy teacher stuff like last time…I think I'll want to give a Riko practice x5."
"EHHHHHHH!"
"Yikes, that's frightening."
"I know, but I think I was able to take care of the adult stuff…I think."
"What? You think?"
"Anyways," Hyuga interrupts, "Let's start the clean up!"
And opens the door to the club room.
Silence falls upon the group as they see just how messy and cluttered the room has become.
"If one enters with the mindset of cleaning, it's quite intimidating," comments Kiyoshi.
Riko walks in, "Come on. If you don't hurry the sun will set."
She opens a locker with the intent of cleaning it out only to be greeting with a sea of fungus. Silence once again before she slams the locker shut and shouts, "Go burn it!"
"We can't!" the members shout, holding her back.
A package drops down onto the floor. It is round and black and of unknown origin.
"What is this?" Riko asks, picking it up.
"An old rice ball?" Hyuga asks, "But how old-"
He is cut off by the small movement the old rice ball package gives. Riko immediately throws the rice ball into the fire.
Protests and shouts are heard from the members while Riko, with a demented look on her face, says "That's it. Burn everything that comes out. Everything…"
For the next hour, the first string Seirin club members clean up the area surrounding the lockers while Riko tosses a Christmas tree, some playing cards, a model plane, an action figure, and more into the fire much to the protest of many members.
Then it was onto the individual lockers.
Koga's locker was overflowing with boxers.
"Why in the world did you hoard so many boxers?"
Hyuga's locker had a diagram of a battle on it.
"It's the Battle of Nagashino!"
"Like we care!"
Kuroko's locker was clean and average.
"Wah! There's nothing to comment on it!"
And Kagami was trying to hide his tests.
"It's a test. What! Only 12 points…and it's English! Go give up on being a returnee!"
Finally, the cleaning seemed to be coming to an end.
Hyuga glanced over to Koga, who had been reading manga the entire time.
"Hey!" Hyuga shouted, getting Koga's attention, "Why are you still reading manga?"
Koga turns his face toward them with a star struck expression, "This is bad…I think I found a super awesome manga!"
"Huh?"
"Let me see."
"Wow, it really is awesome."
"Hey look, I found one of the volumes."
"I found another one."
"Me too."
"Uwoo. Maybe we have it all?"
After searching for the last novel of the manga series for a few minutes, nobody found anything.
"We've searched everywhere."
"No," Teppei said, "Not everywhere."
All heads turned toward the locker with the sea of fungus. Everybody was nervous and didn't want to touch anything in there even if one of the shapes looked like the last volume of the super awesome manga.
The senapi ordered the kohai to do an epic rock-paper-scissor match to determine who would get the book. In the final showdown between Kuroko and Kagami, Kuroko won hands down and Kagami was forced to get the book.
Unfortunately the book turned out to be an adult book to which Riko responded, "x5 practice :D"
Shouts of dismay could be heard as the sun set.
Finally the cleaning was down just after it turned dark. Everybody was ready to go home and rest for the day until Kagami noticed a picture on the floor. Picking up the picture, Kagami was surprised by its contents.
In the picture was Hyuga, Koga, Izuki, Mitobe, Teppei, Riko, Tsuchida, and an unknown male with black hair and grey eyes. Mitobe was standing in the left looking down at Koga who was doing a peace sign with Izuki smiling next to them. Riko was standing in the middle with her arms crossed. Hyuga was looking off to the side and scowling while Tsuchida was 3/4s in the picture on the right. Next to Riko, Teppei had his arm around the mysterious teen and both were smiling and laughing at each other and the camera.
"Hey coach," Kagami said, getting the attention of Riko and the other seniors, "Who's this guy in the photo. I've never seen him before."
Riko walked over and looked at the picture. A sad smile appears on her face, "I totally forgot about this picture."
Hyuga, Izuki, Mitobe, and Teppei walked over and say the picture. Sad and nostalgic smiles also appeared though Teppei seemed to be tearing up a little.
"Anyways," Riko said looking up, "This man in the photo is one of our dear friends. You should know him Kuroko."
"Huh, me?" Kuroko said pointing to himself.
Riko nodded and showed the photo to Kuroko who gasped in shock, "That's…"
Kagami and the other first years were confused until they were shocked by the following statement.
"That's right," Riko nodded, "This man is Nijimura Shuzo. One of the founders of the Seirin Basketball Club, the best friend and captain we could ask for, Teppei's lover, and…the ex-captain of the Generation of Miracles."
"EHHHHH!"
"Ex-captain of the Generation of Miracles?"
"I didn't know Kiyoshi senpai swung that way."
Kuroko looked at Riko, "What happened to him? Where is he now? What was he doing at Seirin in the first place?"
Riko and the other senpai looked uncomfortable.
"Look Kuroko," Izuki began, "We know you want to know where you're former captain is, but we would rather start from the beginning rather than the end if that is alright with you."
"Yeah and besides," Koga said, "We need to get home first and rest up."
"How about we tell you and the rest of the team about your captain and his history here tomorrow morning during practice," Riko suggested.
Kuroko nodded hesitantly in agreement before bidding good-bye to the other members. Kagami was a little stuck on what to do because he had never seen Kuroko like this before.
'That captain must really be something,' Kagami thought, 'to get this sort of reaction with his absence.'
One by one the members left, looking forward to a story of a lifetime in the morning while the senpai comforted each other over the loss of a friend so precious that he managed to change their lives in just one year.
The next morning…
All the first years sat on the floor of the gym looking up at their senpai with expectation clear in their eyes.
Riko sighed and rubbed her forehead a little before starting the tale, "Alright people. First off, Nijimura Shuzo was a dear friend of ours who was one of the main driving forces in making this club possibly. Without him, there would mostly likely be no Seirin Basketball Club. I would also like you to know that he is nothing like the Generation of Miracles, bar Kuroko, personality wise. In fact, Teppei and the other Uncrowned Kings have acknowledged him as a man worthy of the title and gave him the nickname Will of Fire."
Riko paused in order to observe the crowd, taking in the shocked and awed faces of the team.
"No interruptions are allowed as I tell the story. Now I will begin the tale of how the Seirin Basketball Club was founded. It began in the most unlikely way possible. It was not created because of a basketball freak or by myself or any other typical means. This club and tale began with
…a lie in April."
Me: And scene!
Friend: Very nice.
Me: Really?
Friend: Yeah. For once you typed something of decent continuity and in a good place during the manga.
Me: Thanks. It took me awhile to get all the characters set because the personalities and situations don't really match so I know that I'll have to tweak a lot of stuff.
Friend: Yeah yeah whatever. Just go update your other stories will ya?
Me: Mmm…I will, eventually.
Friend: Psh, eventually she says.
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