Sitting alone by the road of a quiet village, my hot pink eyes just stared at the beautiful blue sky with my long light pink hair nearly touching the ground. I'm a typical 10 years old girl that has no friends to play with.

I was admiring the bright sky when a ball suddenly rolled to my foot. I stood up and held the ball as I was wandering who owns it. Shifting my eyes on the different houses, I saw a boy, about my age, running towards me. His dark blue hair swaying as he was heading to my direction.

"I'm sorry. That's our ball." He pointed to a basketball court to show me that he was telling the truth. I said nothing and gave him the ball. Thinking that he would go back and play with his friends, I sat down again.

He turned his back and dribbled the ball as he walked to the court. Somehow, I felt relieved as I looked at him walking away.

The quiet whistle of the wind was the only thing I heard. The breeze was so gentle that made this moment a nice time to rest. I leaned on a tree and closed my eyes to help me try to sleep.

"Go for it!"

The boys was so active in playing basketball. Their supportive shouts was heard from here. Realizing I won't get any sleep, I decided to go for some walk. I looked like an old lazy woman as I walked on the sidewalks.

I passed by the court and saw the same dark blue haired kid, who went near me earlier to get his ball, playing basketball with 5 adults. It made me wander why he was playing with them instead of boys his age. But he really seem to have fun.

Hoping that the game would be interesting, I sat on one of the bench which is placed on a side of the court. The big guys was perspiring a lot while the young boy was cheerfully dribbling right in front of them. It was unbelievable to see one kid beating adults in a basketball game.

The sun shined brightly as they continued to play. Getting more excited about the outcome, I just sat there while biting my lips with my fingers crossed. My eyes can't stop staring at the amazing boy, I have just met earlier, as he continued to crush the other team. Feeling as if I was the one playing on the court, my heart started to beat fast.

I can say that the game was at its climax. But, one them just suddenly punched the kid I was cheering for. My heart skipped a beat as they continued to hit the helpless child. I can't just sit around and watch them do reckless things. Knowing that I should do something, I took a deep breath as I stood up. Running toward them, I shouted the word "Stop" and their sharp scary eyes looked at me as I reached the beaten up boy.

"Please stop. Could you please let him go away with it?" I pleaded as I helped him stand up. His cheeks were quite swollen but he still spoke despite the fact that it hurted like hell.

"I didn't do anything!" This words which came out of his mouth made the others really pissed. I grabbed his hand and started to run away from the bad guys who was about to beat as to a gulp.

I was starting to get tired and my body slowed down. But I can't afford to stop because the gangsters were right behing us. After running and running, we finally arrived at my house. I immediately pulled him in and closed the door.

"My my. Momoi, what happened?" My mom asked. A worried expression was seen on her face as she saw a boy with a swollen cheek and bruises. The second I was about to explain what really happened, my mother was out of sight.

I told the idiot boy to sit on the couch while waiting for my mom to aid him. He sat like he was at his home and turned the t.v on as if it was his. I peeped through the window to see if the gangsters were still waiting for us to come out. Luckily, I didn't see them around this time.

"Momoi, is it?" Oh. The boy finally spoke.

"And who are you, little boy?" I didn't mean to annoy him, but it turned out that way.

"Wh-Who are you calling little boy?! You're just about my age too. Anyway, I'm Aomine Daiki."

"Ohh? Well, nice to meet you, A-o-mi-ne."

"You're annoying." The irritated look on his face suited him well. I wanted to annoy him more but my mother suddenly appeared with a towel full of ice. She placed it right at Aomine's cheek. After doing so, she turned her back and looked closely to my eyes.

I swear, nothing's more scary than you're mother's stare.

"When do you plan to explain all this, young lady?"

"Yes, yes. I just happen to-" Aomine butted in while I was explaining to my mom who seemed to be wanting to hear my explanation so badly.

"She just helped me ran away from bad guys." He showed my mom an angelic face to make her stop staring at me with her killer eyes.

"Really? Oh, good girl." She smiled while patting me on my head and brushed her fingers through my hair.

I jumped to the couch and felt so relaxed after being stared at by my very own mother. I closed my eyes for a second, and as I opened them, my eyes saw Aomine's face. I was surprised and my heart started to pound.

"You're eyes are pretty." He murmered while still staring down on me. I felt quite embarrassed so I pushed him away and he fell to the floor in an instant.

"I think that's how you say thank you." He scratched his head and smirked while trying to stand up. I realized that I hurted him instead of saying thank you, so in exchange, I just helped him stand up.

"Lunch's ready!" I heard my mom call from the dining room. Before I could even take one step forward, Aomine passed by me and ran to the dining room. He was gone after a blink of an eye.

He's incredibly fast.

As I sat on a wooden chair, I placed a napkin on my lap and started to eat. I glanced on Aomine and saw his cheeks inflated. His mouth was stuffed with some of my mom's delicious and crunchy chickens.

I can't help but laugh at his hungry face. He totally looked like a hungry wild bear that just found a meal for itself. Finally, he stopped filling his mouth with food and started to chew them. After chewing and chewing, he swallowed and cleared his whole mouth, he spoke.

"I'm sorry. But, I'm a growing boy." And started to stuff his big mouth again.

It was weird but, even though he wasn't really doing anything, somehow, I felt happy. I didn't know why, but.. I think this is how it feels to have a friend.