Chapter 1: Thank You


The Yosen team had no idea what to say or do. Himuro stepped forward, hand reaching out hesitantly towards the girl as she panted heavily. With one hand gripping onto the jumper of her classmate and the other on her bent knee pushing her up, she finally looked up still breathing heavily. Okamura gasped and others gaped at her.

"I-I believe this guy was s-supposed to come to practice…" The tone of her voice clearly showed how irritated she was. Himuro blinked and turned his attention to his purple haired team mate who was calmly eating his potato chips. The expression on the giant's face was blank and even he couldn't understand what was currently going through his head.

"Um, are you alright?" He asked, helping the girl up and checking if she hurt. The blonde nodded and jerked a thumb back at Murasakibara. "He was skipping so I decided to drag him here myself, but as you can see it took a lot of work." She admitted, eye twitching as she glanced at the male behind her.

Murasakibara continued to munch on his snack, "Naka-chin, you're faster then I thought~"

She snapped her head back at him, teeth gritting as her eyes narrowed at him. "Atsushi, please don't be such a pain!" She hissed back as she patted down her plaid skirt. He hummed in reply and Himuro felt pity towards the girl.

"E-Eh? Did you chase him around?" Fukui stepped forward in awe. Himuro was the only able to force the first year to actually attend practice so it was surprising to see Murasakibara listen to some girl. She was cute too so that was an added bonus.

Nodding, she turned around to face the team properly before bowing respectfully and catching the players by surprise once again. "I'm sorry for disturbing your practice session so suddenly." She said politely. "Sorry for troubling you, Nakahara." Coach Araki appeared behind the Yosen team. She furrowed her brows at Murasakibara and groaned. "Hurry up and apologize to her." She ordered the teen.

"Eeh~ Do I have to~?" Araki frowned at the question and Murasakibara got the picture. He looked down at the girl beside him whose eyes bore into his own curiously. "Sorry, Naka-chin~" He sang before returning back to his chips.

The girl sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose tiredly. The apology was obviously half-assed and forced so she didn't take it to heart. Turning back to the team, she bowed again then adjusted the sling of the bag on her shoulders. "I'll be leaving now." With that, the young lady hurried out of the gym before anyone else could make a comment.

"Murasakibara! Who was that?!" Okamura ran up to the teen and stood in front of him eagerly for the answer. Everyone else kept quiet to listen to the reply from the large teen.

"Ehh~? You mean Naka-chin~?"

All the males nodded, some more energetically then others.

"Naka-chin is Naka-chin~" Murasakibara replied vaguely. Okamura's shoulders slumped and Fukui ran a hand through his hair. They were pretty interested in knowing who the bespectacled blonde was especially since she did just make a bold appearance.

Araki let out a breath, "Nakahara Miyuki."

All heads turned to look at their coach for a minute before Okamura fell to his knees. Hands on the wooden floors, his head dropped to look at the floor as tears rolled down his cheeks. "She fits that name so much!" He proclaimed and earned nods across the team. "Why does thou have to cry?" Liu looked down at the captain.

Fukui held his chin and looked towards the doors of the gym. "She was pretty cute too and she managed to bring even Atsushi to practice." He said and once again the team nodded in agreement. Himuro would agree himself that he was surprised when she came running in with Murasakibara in tow. It took a lot of effort to bring him to practice.

"Her glasses were cute as well." Fukui burned the image of her large black square frames sitting comfortably on her nose.

Suddenly, a cry of pain escaped Okamura's lips as their coach wacked him on the head with her bamboo sword. She pointed at the court with her sword angrily, "Stop fooling around and get back to training!" The team gulped in fear as they returned to their positions. Himuro turned to Murasakibara and saw that he finished the pack of chips. He was confused when the snack-loving teen didn't pull out another packet from his bag.

"Atsushi, what's wrong?" He asked. Murasakibara slowly walked over to the bench, dropping his bag down sadly. "Naka-chin took all my snacks…" He confessed. Some players had heard what he said and gasped in shock at such a bold move, even Araki had heard and was surprised. No one was usually able to take his snacks away from him without getting crushed.

Himuro raised a brow, "Is that so?"

Finding out that she had taken Murasakibara's snacks as well was the most surprising out of all things that happened that day. Araki crossed her arms and recalled Miyuki's scores in her P.E class. Her grades were high but she wasn't part of a single club in the whole school. It was a shame but at the same time it was lucky.

"Fukui, Okamura! Get over here!" The woman called out and the two jogged to her. "Anything wrong, coach?" Fukui cocked his head confused as to why they were suddenly called out. Okamura rubbed the back of his neck nervously, afraid he would get whacked again by the elder woman. Instead of a swift hit, the female shook her head. "Nothings wrong. I just want you two do something for the team." She said calmly.

Fukui and Okamura sneaked glances towards each other. They were guessing that the task she would assign to them would be inhumane and frightening, so they hesitantly nodded. The two were aware that if they decided to shake their head at her they were be sent to hell instantly. "Good, this shouldn't be too hard." Araki said.

"The girl that just walked in was Nakahara Miyuki. She's a first year in Murasakibara's class and I also teach her for P.E." Their coach said and Okamura brightened up completely at the mention of the girl.

Araki's eyes narrowed darkly at the captain who jumped in fear. "Anyway, I want you to recruit her into being the manager." She finished and the fear that Okamura just had washed away. Fukui blinked a couple of times having to let the task sink in. Okamura cheered loudly in pure happiness at the thought of talking to a girl but was met to his doom as the bamboo sword came swinging down again.

"Stop fooling around!"


"What years mark the start and end of the Edo period?" She questioned him, eyes focused on the history book in her hands. Murasakibara was walking beside her, finishing a pack of potato chips as he listened to her. "Ehh~ 1603 to 1868, right~?" He answered while he threw the packet into a nearby trash can. Miyuki nodded at her book, not even sparing the giant a glance.

"Here's your reward." The blonde pushed up her glasses before opening her bag and pulling out a box of chocolate which the male happily took from her small hands. She turned to him with a look of mild distaste and shook her head as he tore the box open before stuffing himself with the sweet treat. "I still can't believe you're able to eat all that without taking a break." She muttered.

"Eh~? Because it's really good~" Murasakibara replied cheerfully.

"That's not good for you, y'know." Miyuki said, the corners of her lips curving downwards. Murasakibara replied with a crunch from the candy bar as the two friends continued their walk down the street.

Meanwhile, four males hid behind a large sign and watched curiously as the pair walked on ahead. The sight before them was so strange that Fukui had a feeling that someone in the heavens was messing with them. Okamura was beside him, attempting to hide his gigantic body behind a ramen stand's sign. His sobs and cries of how 'unfair' life was merely made him easier to spot and caused his underclassmen to shush him up.

The coach announced that there would be no practice today and instead instructed the four males to go recruit Nakahara Miyuki meanwhile. It was only yesterday that they had set eyes on her during practice and here they were stalking her under orders from their terrifying coach. Fukui scurried forward, ducking his head behind an overhead sign as the rest of his body was protected by a flag.

Himuro and Liu separated and the Chinese player hid behind a large tree tall enough to accommodate his height. The black haired shooting guard pondered about why he was even hiding when he could just walk up to the two and start a conversation. After a firm nod to himself, Himuro stood up resulting in some hush whispers of 'What do you think you're doing?!' from his teammates.

"Atsushi!" He called out and his friends stiffly hid behind their posts. Turning around, the two first years found him standing before them with a smile on his handsome face. Miyuki immediately bowed and greeted, "I forgot to introduce myself yesterday, but I'm Nakahara Miyuki."

"Muro-chin, what are you doing here?" Murasakibara asked, biting into another bar of chocolate. Miyuki sent him a look of disapproval for his disrespect but once again was ignored by the tall male. Himuro chuckled at the sight and offered his hand for a handshake. "It's seems you've been taking care of Atsushi. I'm sorry for the trouble." He said as she shook his hand politely.

"There's no problem with it…. Uh…"

"Himuro Tatsuya, and you don't have to call me senpai. I'm not really used to it since I'm from the States."

She titled her head, "Eh? Are you sure?"

He nodded and she smiled in reply. "Ah, so I'll call you Himuro-san then." Miyuki decided. She had heard about 'Muro-chin' from Murasakibara but it was different actually meeting the real person. From what she could see right now he was a very calm person.

"Muro-chin, how come everyone's with you?" Murasakibara pointed out, staring at the teens hiding terribly behind random objects. Okamura fell onto the sidewalk in surprise at suddenly getting called out while Fukui and Liu calmly revealed themselves. Miyuki her head to the side to take a look at the others and realized they were the same upperclassmen from the basketball club.

Fukui scratched his head awkwardly, "It looks like we've been caught."

"I told thee this was a stupid idea." Liu commented blankly as he walked over to stand next to Himuro and staring the blonde girl down. He wasn't able to take a good look at her yesterday because she rushed out.

Shrugging, the vice-captain also went to stand beside Himuro, black eyes also looking down at the girl. She was pretty short compared to them. Miyuki fidgeted with the strap of her bag not really knowing what to do until she felt a large hand drop onto her head, causing her to slump over slightly. She peeked up and found Murasakibara, chocolate stuffed into his mouth also facing his teammates.

"Sish is Nasha-shin." He said his mouth full. Everyone stared at him with a slight look of disgust before Miyuki jabbed him in the gut with a twitch. "Eat or talk. Choose one!" She demanded and his hand dropped to rub his hard stomach in order to ease the light pain. The giant nodded slowly and remained silent along with the rest of the Yosen team.

Okamura finally made his way to them, red in the face and wiggling around nervously. Fukui looked over his shoulder and almost felt embarrassed that they had such a captain. He blocked Okamura's vision of the blonde and smiled down at her. "Miyu-chan, how do you feel about basketball?" Fukui asked. Miyuki blinked a couple of times after hearing her new nickname but accepted it.

"Hm, well I don't have anything against it." The blonde answered, holding her chin and looking back at her past experiences with the sport. "Will thou be our manager?" Liu stepped forward and Okamura gasped at the straightforwardness. The bulky third year jumped up and grabbed the male by his shoulders, shaking him roughly. "You can't just act like that!" Okamura shouted, panicking.

A sigh left the ash haired teen at another look of his captain. Miyuki had jolted in surprise at the sudden interruption before allowing the question to sink into her mind. Himuro lips curved into a smile which she noticed straight away. "And that's why we came to talk to you, Miyuki-chan." He said, noting how she didn't blush unlike most girls he smiled at.

"Naka-chin is going to be our manager?" Murasakibara finished his snack before asking. He was well aware that he would receive another punch if he talked with his mouth open again.

Himuro turned to Murasakibara, "That depends on her, Atsushi."

The Yosen team glanced over to Miyuki, watching hopefully that she would agree to their offer. She was deep in thought, arranging the pros and cons in her head before letting a breath out she didn't know she was holding. Okamura gulped and the rest just remained silent to listen to her answer. Raising her hand as if she were in class, the blonde smiled softly and made Okamura's heart skip a beat. "I'd like to refuse." Miyuki said and the captain's heart broke instantly.

Murasakibara was the first to speak up, "Ehh~? Why not?"

She crossed her arms over her chest. "Atsushi, don't you remember? I've got to keep my grades up." Miyuki reminded him. The giant didn't say anything else and opened another candy bar from the box she rewarded him and bit it. Himuro knew the purple haired male was disappointed with just his actions and chuckled softly.

"If that's your answer then I guess we'll have to accept it." Fukui nodded and hit Okamura on the back when he heard quiet sobbing coming from him. Miyuki noticed this and looked at Fukui questionably, "By any chance are you the captain, Fukui-senpai?"

"What did I do to deserve this?!" Okamura cried out to the heavens, kneeling on the middle of the sidewalk and catching strange glances from bystanders. Miyuki was confused and all of the boys could tell she was with just the expression present on her lovely face. Liu merely looked away from the third year and pretended he didn't know him. "What are you talking about, Okamura?" Fukui went on, "It was because of your face she mistook you for a minor player."

Miyuki observed the buff teen sob in frustration at Fukui's words. They were harsh and it most definitely was not correct but she had already missed her chance to interfere. Instead, she turned to Himuro was now beside her, "I'm sorry but I'll have to excuse myself."

Himuro raised a brow, "You're leaving already?"

She nodded and right before she was about to explain herself, Murasakibara beat her to the line. "Naka-chin has to study for her prep class." He answered for her, swallowing his food. Himuro frowned at this. Most girls hung around their friends or played around at home to relax but the girl in front of him was spending her youth studying.

Miyuki bowed once again saying a polite farewell before jogging off, book in hand and catching the bus that had so conveniently stopped at the stop as she got there. Okamura, Fukui and Liu paused what they were doing just as Miyuki waved from the bus before disappearing into the vehicle.

"Ah, man… she left." Fukui didn't even have time to work his magic words on the girl.

"S-So it's over?" Okamura wondered aloud. When would the team ever have a female manager?

Himuro hummed as he watched the bus speed off. He looked at Murasakibara from the corner of his eye and found the teen waving his candy bar around as a goodbye towards the bus. Miyuki seemed to get along surprisingly well with the tall male. It was strange enough knowing the Murasakibara befriended a girl like Miyuki.

"Muro-chin, you look scary." Murasakibara noted, staring at the smirk that graced itself on the player's handsome face. Himuro hummed in response, cocking his head to the side as he turned to the purple haired teen. "Hm? You think?" He questioned and the boy replied with an instant nod.

Shrugging his shoulders, the male turned to the direction the vehicle left, eyes brimming with amusement. Liu having noticed this let go of a small sigh. "What are thou planning on doing now?" He asked. Fukui's expression transformed into one of understanding. "He's gonna use his deadly good looks to recruit Miyu-chan." The ash blond answered for Himuro, earning a shake of the head from said teen.

"I'll just talk to her."

Fukui smirked, "Miyu-chan should watch out~"

"I-I'll come to help too!" Okamura recovered and enthusiastically offered his assistance.

"If you come she'll cry just looking at your chin."

"Why doesn't anyone respect the captain?!"

"I wonder where Naka-chin bought this…"

With just one look at his team Himuro was convinced they needed a manager to help them out. Mentally.


She would be lying if she said he didn't attract any attention. His face was extremely nice to look at and his personality matched perfectly. If there was a word to describe how he was then it was 'beautiful'. Miyuki acknowledged that and wasn't confused when she saw him gain all the attention from the females in her class. Miyuki only returned her gaze back to the book she was reading. It had an intriguing story line but the characters made the ending very obvious, but that didn't stop her from reading it.

Murasakibara was beside her, eating his snacks eagerly as he waited for time to pass. Study periods were for studying and she had tried to get the purple haired teen to actually look over some notes but failed. He would only listen to her if she bribed him with snacks and because of that he reminded her of a dog. Furrowing her brows, she tried to remain focused on the text but found herself constantly distracted from the girls in the hallway.

Placing her book down, Miyuki poked her desk neighbor and easily caught his attention. "Atsushi, Himuro-san is probably waiting for you outside." She modestly pointed at the open door that allowed the squeals float into the classroom. Murasakibara swallowed his treat and raised a brow. He was obviously confused as to why Himuro was outside, probably having not been warn about the surprise visit. He stood up and handed her a wrapped lollipop. Miyuki stared it in wonder.

"Why?" Was the only thing she could say. Murasakibara only shot her one of his usual lazy expressions. "Naka-chin, hold onto that while I talk to Muro-chin." He explained before heading out to converse with the upperclassman. Shaking her head at the treat, she placed it onto her desk and once again attempted to read her novel. She managed to get through three pages before noticing a large shadow looming over her.

"Naka-chin," Murasakibara stood in front of her with Himuro beside him with a smile on his face. "He wanted to talk to you." Her classmate merely stated before swiping the lollipop off her desk and sitting on his own chair once again to nibble on his candy bar. Miyuki put her book down again, turning her chin up to make proper eye contact with him. "Himuro-san, is there anything wrong?" She asked.

"There was something I'd like to show you actually." He simply stated, not even aware of the deadly glares the blonde was receiving thanks to him. Miyuki merely ignored them and titled her head to side to show her slight interest. "Really? What exactly is it?" Her black eyes had brightened up.

He chuckled, "You'll have to put your book down first." Gently, he moved a hand to place his own on top of hers, pushing down the novel whist carefully observing her reaction. She didn't show any sign of embarrassment and only looked at her hand then back at him curiously. "Where are you thinking of taking me?" She asked indifferently.

With a flick of a wrist, Himuro took her own hand into his and pulled her up along with him. Her black glasses fell to the bottom of her nose and he could clearly see her eyes widening in surprise. The back of her hair swished behind her shoulders as she was forced to stand up, pushing her wooden chair back. "W-Wait—!" She cried out before he quickly dragged her out of the room. Murasakibara was following behind, not even bothering to save his 'caretaker' as she was forcefully pulled into the gym.

Miyuki herself had no idea what to do. The girls they passed were as shocked as they were mad. She had a feeling she would be forced to deal with them later on and the thought made her cringe. Himuro set her beside him but before she could protest he placed a finger on her soft lips to silence her. He pointed to the middle of the gym and Miyuki noticed three people there one of them being the 'Okamura' person she heard the other day.

"Just watch." The black haired teen whispered with a smile. She did what he said and turned her attention back to the three boys that were playing with a basketball. Why they were even here was a mystery to her but it was a free period for the upper levels so that could explain some things. Miyuki decided to just do what he said and listen. Though, it didn't stop her from poking Murasakibara from beside her to stop him from making loud crunching noises.

"I bet it was because of your face that Miyu-chan didn't want to join." She recognized the voice to be Fukui's.

Liu was the one bouncing the ball, "I also agree."

"R-Really?! Do I honestly look that bad?!" Okamura cried out loudly, tears running down his face.

"Yes." They bluntly replied back without skipping a beat. Miyuki found herself feeling sorry for the bullied third-year. She didn't refuse the invitation to joint their club because of such a shallow reason. It was so that she could focus on her studies and she knew that it was very selfish of her. Himuro noticed the corner of her lips curving downwards into a frown.

"I'll join." She muttered quietly and the upperclassman missed it completely. He leaned in closer to her, "Sorry, can you repeat that?"

Pushing her glasses up, her eyes gleamed with determination and ambition. He blinked at her change of face as she stepped forward, bringing their faces closer without any hesitation. "I'll be the manager of this club!" Miyuki announced loud enough to catch the ears of the other upperclassmen. Himuro quickly straightened up and found himself graced with her newly discovered bright atmosphere.

"Eh? Really?!" Okamura ran up to them, tears having turned into tears of joy. Liu's expression purely showed that he didn't actually believe what was came out of her mouth. Fukui's eyes widened as he approached them, "You're not kidding around, are you?"

She shook her head, "You want me to join because I can handle Atsushi, right?"

All the males besides Murasakibara shot each other looks, trying to determine who had told the blonde about their intentions. Miyuki let a chuckle escape her lips, grabbing their attention once again. "I figured out myself. It was obvious when you decided to ask me after I brought Atsushi to practice." She jerked a thumb at the teen who was behind her, now sucking on the lollipop she was carrying before.

"Naka-chin is smart~" Murasakibara remarked. Himuro watched as the regulars gave her a little welcome and brought her into the gym with some protests from said girl. His partner remained by his side, licking the treat quietly before speaking up. "Muro-chin, you were planning this from the start, yeah?" He asked.

Himuro wasn't surprised at the fact that Murasakibara had noticed. The teen was more observant then he looked and sometimes noticed things that others didn't. He smiled at him before returning his gaze on the blonde who was now chatting with Fukui. It was a change that would spark something, Himuro understood that.

He relaxed his shoulders and looked at his hand, quirking a brow up at his palm before looking back at Miyuki. "She has really soft hands…" A small mumble escaped.

"Hmm~? Did you say something, Muro-chin?"

Himuro shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants. "Don't worry about it, Atsushi."


A/N: Let's all face it. There's some fics were the OC just randomly decides or joins the team as a manager. There isn't anything wrong with that but it can get a little tiring, right? Here's my poor attempt of an OC joining for a specific reason.

I initially wanted to create a story set in Yosen High since those aren't really around. I'd say Murasakibara doesn't really get all that much attention but he sure is fun to write. I had to research a lot surprisingly. I listened to plenty of drama cds, re-read the manga and re-watched the anime as well, but there still might be some mistakes so please give me a heads up if there are any.

If you find any typos then please point them out because I might've missed them.


REVIEWS ARE SEXY.

LONGER REVIEWS ARE SEXIER.

I SWEAR HIMURO IS SOME FINE PIECE OF ART.