Kuroko no Basuke Fanfic

Kagami Temari

We are now arriving at Tokyo's international airport, please remain seated until the plane lands. Cellphones and other gadgets are now allowed for usage. Thank you for flying with us and may you have a wonderful day.

Rustling could be heard throughout the plane as the passengers prepared themselves for landing, sighing Temari reached into her handbag and dug around for her cellphone, switching it on as soon as she found it and checking for any new messages.

She didn't know what she was expecting really, to find at least one message from her parents wishing her good luck or a safe flight or something along those lines (they were the ones who made her leave America for fuck's sake), but really is not as if they cared. They certainly didn't care enough to come see her away at the airport, they only one who came was Alex, although a crying mess, clinging to her like a baby, screaming how much she was going to miss her little Mari-chan and how it wasn't going to be the same without her. And tough she was embarrassed for sure; it felt nice knowing at least someone was going to miss her.

It came as a shock when her parents suddenly showed up at her doorstep (well their doorstep, but really, they haven't set a foot in the dam thing for at least a year, she might as well called the house hers) all smiles and hugs and rainbows when they were supposed to be in a business trip in Argentina or something.

So Temari was suspicious. Her parents would never ditch work like that just to see how their precious baby girl was fairing. Babygirl her ass. She was sixteen, gods dammit!She had lived alone for the most of her life, her only constant companion being basketball and, well… basketball!

If they didn't come for her birthday just a few weeks ago, they sure as hell weren't going to show up at any random Wednesday.

The Kagami family owned a well-known international company in America, the key word being international. Her parents were never home, working nonstop 24/7.

Sure, she understood. They needed to travel, that was fine, but paying her a visit now and then wouldn't hurt, would it? She was sick of it. Her parents constantly missing her birthday, sending her expensive clothes from this famous designer or that new purse everyone was just dying for in exchange for their presence. She was fed up of finding just in witch part of the world they were from a fucking postcard of all things. They didn't even bother to give her a call on Christmas!

So when her father told her to pack her backs and head to Japan the only thing going through her mind at the moment was I fucking knew it! (Sure she broke down the moment her parents left her alone, going to the nearest basketball court, ball in hand and her red hair in a ponytail, staying well past midnight when a frantic Alex found her shooting hoops and crying her eyes out)

And so the next day her parents left. A kiss to the forehead a ''bye bye Temari-chan we love you, we'll be in Russia if you need us'' and a new pair a high heels (which she gave to Alex) and they were off. Leaving her to try and pick up the pieces of her life their visit had shattered.

Popping some bubblegum into her mouth Temari made her way through the airport, dodging people left and right and trying to keep attention off herself (which was quite difficult when you have fiery red hair, a scowl on your face and a basketball under your right arm)

Finding the exit proved to be quite difficult since she wasn't used to reading kanji yet and so after a good twenty minutes of getting lost and trying to communicate in bad Japanese, Temari finally found herself in a cab heading towards her new apartment, which was surprisingly nearer than she tough it'll be, only taking the cab driver thirty minutes to arrive. Fishing some money from her bag, Temari paid the driver and hauled her bags off the trunk, bidding goodbye in what she thought was polite Japanese. Making her way up the staircase she took the keys for her apartment and unlocked the door pushing it open with her foot and dragging her bags in.

The apartment was more than she expected, really. It had a nice view of the neighborhood park, which had a basketball court, (which in turn had her grinning like a maniac) she noticed, and more space than one person needed. It was beautifully decorated, simple yet stylish (her mother had always had good taste, that was something she couldn't deny) it had a TV and a radio and it was already equipped with the basic furniture, which meant she didn't had to go shopping (a big plus in her mind). Dropping her bags in the living room Temari made her way to the kitchen, it already had the necessary stuff too. Her parents knew she liked to cook (which was no surprise really since she had been feeding herself for as long as she could remember) so the kitchen was top notch. Venturing deeper into the apartment Temari found the bathroom at the right side of the hallway and what she supposed was her room at the left. Curious as to where she would be sleeping Temari peeked inside.

Her bedroom walls were painted a soft yellow, which went nicely with the white curtains hanging over the windows. Her queen size bed lay in the middle of the room taking up quite the space. On the left side of the room Temari noticed a wooden desk right beside her wardrobe. Moving closer Temari caught sight of a letter sitting atop of her desk, picking it up she made her way to her bed sitting at the edge and ripping the letter open. In it was all the information she would be needing for her new High School, which reminded her that well, shit she still needed to go to school.

When her parents had asked her if she wanted to go to any school in particular she just absentmindedly told them all she was looking for in a high school was for it to have a good basketball club and a decent cafeteria (and for them to go fuck themselves because there was no way she was leaving America).

Apparently her new school was called Seirin High, which was a fairly new, having only opened up about two years ago. Checking the club list in the back of the brochure she was reading, her eyes scanned the list for the basketball club. Sighing in relief when she found it, she let herself fall onto the bed, closing her eyes.

Tomorrow was the first day of school, as well as the first day of her life in Japan.

Well, fuck.