Hello! Here's Chapter 2! I haven't written that much in Chapter 1, I feel a bit bad for not typing that much, my brain basically farted as I planned out the plot. But I just wanted to say that I'll probably not be updating in a few weeks, so that's why Chapter 2 is so early! I have midterms/finals AND final projects (my school loves to torture me) next week (basically a test every single day of that week), so it'll be hectic. That's why I'm writing Chapter 2 early. But again, favorite/follow and leave a comment/review!

Hinata kept on shaking outside of the classroom. He wasn't so sure if he wanted to open the door, he was so nervous! What happened if he messed up? What would happen if he made his classmates hate him somehow? While he was in his own thoughts, Aomine opened the door and casually strolled inside the classroom. He noticed that Hinata wasn't following him, so he poked his head outside of the door.

"Yo, Hinata-san! Are you coming inside or what? Everyone wants to meet you!" Hinata's soul basically jumped out of his body, and he recovered in time. He nodded stiffly, beads of sweat slowly went down his chin and neck. As the students saw the new transfer student enter the room, they swore that they heard creaking from how stiff and nervous he was.

"H-Hello! My name is H-H-Hinata Sh-Shoyo," He stuttered, but as he saw his classmate's encouraging faces, he managed to muster up the remaining courage that he had, "I come from the Miyagi Prefecture, and I hope that you take good care of me!" He bowed in a 90 degree angle towards his fellow classmates. Slowly, his classmates started to clap and there were a few stray welcomes for him. Hinata looked up and grinned widely, his brown eyes closing and showing off an eyesmile.

"Well, Hinata Shoyo, I'm your teacher, Suzuki-sensei, I hope you enjoy our school!" The teacher smiled at Hinata. Hinata couldn't help but gape at his teacher. He looked so young! There was no way that he's a teacher! Hinata furrowed his eyebrows. The words that his sensei said about his seat and schedule went through his ears as he was thinking about how young his teacher was.

"Hinata?" Hearing his own name, the orange haired boy snapped out of his thoughts as he looked at his teacher. "Done daydreaming? Anyways, as I said, you'll be sitting next to Midorima, the boy with green hair in the back." Hinata looked at the back of the classroom to see the said boy there. 'Green hair? That's totally different from what I normally see it. Is it dyed? But it looked so cool! Maybe he should dye his hair into a cool color. Maybe red?' "And your schedule is right here!" His teacher's voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he saw his teacher hold out a piece of paper for him to take. The small boy took it gingerly, staring at how his school day would work out. Eventually Hinata walked to the back of the classroom where he sat down next to Mido, Midobaka? Midorika? Midorima? Ah, there it is! Midorima!

"Eh, um, M-Midorima-san?" Hinata stuttered once more, tapping the shoulder of the said male. The green haired male turned his direction and sent him a glare. Hinata gulped and sweat started to fall down his back. "Doyouhavethenotesfortheclassesforthepastfewdays?" he said all in a rushed way. Midorima used his left hand to lift up his glasses to hide his surprise.

"Can… you repeat that, Hinata-san?"

"Do you have the notes for the past few days?" Hinata's voice that was confident went to a tiny whisper at the end of the question. Midorima sighed and pulled out his notebook.

"I do have them, but I'll give them to you during lunch, where you can copy my notes without you taking my notebook to your home." He stared at the orange hair boy. "Anyways, what sign are you?"

"Sign?" Hinata tilted his head to the side. Did he mean sign? What sign? Was it something that he can do? Was it food? "What's that?"

"Zodiac sign, you idiot. How can you not know?" Hinata remembered now! It was that hocus pocus stuff that his mom often watched! He barely remembered what his was, but was it Caner? Caer? Cner? Ner? Canr? Cancer? Was that it? His eyes slowly gave out to the confusion as he plopped his head onto his desk.

"I think that I'm a Cancer…?" He squeaked out, furrowing his eyebrows and scrunching up his entire face. "Is that even a sign…" Hinata never noticed the shaking of the male besides him. Midorima was in complete glee. A fellow Cancer! Someone that could possibly share his Lucky Item with! Someone who he could be compatible with! Unlike a certain purple haired person… However, he couldn't convey his happiness, so he ended up pushing his glasses once more to reflect the light and hide his shock.

"Thank you for the information, Hinata-san, but I think that we should pay attention to the lesson that Suzuki-sensei is teaching us at the moment." Midorima faced the front of the room, taking down the notes that he just missed. Hinata, on the other hand, was still staring at Midorima with sparking eyes. 'H-HE'S SO COOL!' He thought, facing the front now. 'He's the complete opposite of me!' Hinata's brown eyes now looked at all of the notes that were currently being written on the board. Hurriedly rushing for a pencil and his notebook, Hinata ended up taking more notes that ne needed to in the first place.

:3c

"Wahhhhhh, I'm beat!" Hinata said as he placed his head on the desk, looking at Midorima. Currently, they were on lunch break, and Aomine decided to sit in front of Hinata. The two of them were busy eating their food before Hinata remembered something. "Midorima-san! Can I have your notes? I'm scared that I'm going to fail very soon,"

"Teiko is known for their academics too! You're going to be struggling if you don't pay attention to class," Midorima pushed his glasses up his nose (again). "Here's my notes. Take good care of them." Hinata's brown eyes turned sparkly as he bowed his head down to the green haired boy.

"Thank you so much! You're a lifesaver!" He cried out, looking through the first few pages. "These are so neat, thank you once more!" Hinata wiped the imaginary tears from his eyes. Midorima on the other hand, was in shock. 'Stay calm, stay calm, it's not everyday where you get complimented.' he thought, trying to hide his happiness through shaking.

"O-Oi, Hinata, you made him mad," Aomine's comment made Midorima's happiness shatter and fall like when a baseball hits a window.

"W-WOAh! I'M SO SORRY MIDORIMA-SAN!" Hinata bowed his head once more. "I WON'T SAY THAT AGAIN!"

"It's okay, Hinata-san," Midorima sighed and placed his hand on his head to prevent the headache from happening. "I don't mind you saying those type of things." Midorima sighed once more as he cried internally at the fact that his dreams were shattered so easily by Aomine. Hinata cheered and placed the tsundere's notebook onto his desk.

"Thank you, Midorima-san! Imagine if I fell behind because I just came here!" Hinata sighed in relief. "Anyways, what club are you in? Aomine said that he was in the basketball club," Midorima stiffened and slouched a bit.

"I'm also in the basket ball club," Midorima showed off his left hand, which was bounded by white bandages around each finger and the majority of said hand. Hinata looked at it curiously, before sparkles appeared once more.

"Maaa, I was considering it, but I also wanted to do volleyball, I wanted to be like the Little Giant!" Hinata said, blowing his hair out of his face. "Aomine said that the basketball team is great, but I should consider other teams, Midorimaaaaaa." Turning his head towards Aomine, "Hey, do you think that I could join two sports teams? Maybe more?" Aomine looked at Hinata and shrugged.

"I only have one club at the moment, and it's basketball, but maybe you could do it…" Aomine picked his ear after he finished eating his bread. "Though I'm pretty sure that someone just joins one sports team, I mean, who wants to do that much work! I'll be beat!" Aomine shook his head, shuddering at the thought of the amount of training he has to do.

"Hm, maybe. I'll try out basketball for now, then maybe switch for volleyball if I don't like it then…?" Hinata thought out loud, furrowing his eyebrows. "MAAA, THIS IS TOO HARD FOR MY HEAD TO FOLLOW." He heard stiffled laughter from behind him and he whirled his head to glare at Aomine, who was trying not to laugh. Hinata felt his head turn hot as he glared at Aomine. "What are you laughing at, huh?"

Aomine who decided to stop hiding his laughter, howled at Hinata's expression. "Sorry, but your expression is the funniest, I'll have a great time teasing you, Hinata." The sid boy scowled and looked at Midorima for help, but the latter shrugged his shoulders and pretended that he wasn't paying attention to the two of them anymore.

"Ahomine is so mean! Why do I deserve this?"

"It's because you're tiny, like a shrimp." Hinata glared at Aomine once more, growling at the male. Before Hinata could even say anything, the bell rung and the students that were outside started to trickle in, trying not to be late. He continued to glare at the tan boy's back as class started. Boy, he already had a friend and an enemy? Frenemy? Yea, frenemy was the word to describe Aomine's and Hinata's relationship at the moment.

Throughout the rest of class, Hinata was more focused that he was during the first half of class, but he still had moments where he daydreamed of what clubs he wanted to go to. Volleyball seemed nice, it was his number one choice, but the only bad thing was that he had no clue who was on the volleyball team. On the other hand, there was the basketball team, where both Midorima and Aomine play. He knew them, and he knew the basic rules, so why not? Why not give it a try? It's not like he will be taking this club too seriously.

Oh boy, how wrong he was.

At the end of class, Aomine basically hounded up on him, with Midorima silently agreeing in the background. Hinata tried his best to pack up as fast as possible, but he kept on fumbling around with his stuff.

"Oiiiiiiiiii, Hinata," A heavy arm slung around his shoulders, "Are you done packing up yet? Captain's going to kill Midorima and I if we're late." Hinata puffed his cheeks out and swung his arms around comically.

"Then why don't you leave already!" He protested, pushing the said boy off his his shoulders. He then slung his bag over his shoulder and quickly followed Midorima, who was already out of the door, "Well, see you later Ahomine!" Hinata stuck his tongue out at Aomine as he looked through the classroom doorway.

"O-Oi! We're supposed to go to the same place Hinata! I don't know what you're talking about!" Aomine's roar echoed through the hallways as he ran to catch up to the two people who abandoned him. "You jerks!" He muttered under his breath once he caught up to two of them. "Making me run all of the way while you two are just walking casually."

"It's your fault, you nandayo, you never bothered to get your stuff ready by the time we left," Midorima looked over his shoulder to stare at the tan boy's sweating figure, "And I thought that you wanted to do more training so that you could be a regular." He turned around to stare at the fellow Cancer next to him who was trying to not laugh at Aomine. "Anyways, Hinata-san, we're almost at the basketball gym, I'll get the coach and captain to test you out to see if you could do basketball. It'll be nice to play basketball with a fellow Cancer." Hinata only nodded his head out of confusion, he didn't want to ask Midorima what a Cancer was, he thought that Midorima would get really mad at him, but clearly it wasn't the disease cancer so…

After walking for a few more minutes with Hinata and Aomine's friendly arguments, Midorima entered the changing room for the basketball club. "Hinata, the gym is right there, so if you want to go there first, you can. But I think that the captain is in the changing room, so I'll tell him about you." Hinata nodded once more before walking around to find the bathroom. Approaching the bathroom door, he opened it as he hummed a song about using the toilet. However, he bumped into a wall? Hinata's eyes shot open as he stared at a red haired boy with red eyes that were shaped like a cat. Hinata broke out in cold sweat.

"Ah, sorry," The red haired boy said, making Hinata sweat less. 'At least this guy is nice,' He thought as he shook his head.

"No, it's my fault for not looking, hehe." Hinata's cheeks turned pink, remembering how he was singing a song about the toilet so openly.

"I'm Akashi Seijuro, I'm in class 1-6, you?" Class 1-1? Wasn't there the reallllllly smart people? Hinata got sparkles around his eyes as he looked at Akashi.

"I'm Hinata Shoyo in class 1-2!" Akashi chuckled slightly, ruffling Hinata's orange hair. Hinata placed his hands on his hair to fix it again.

"Well, Hinata, are you considering on joining a club?" Hinata nodded.

"Well, Aomine and Midorima told me that I should try, but I'm also considering the volleyball club too." Akashi nodded and smiled at Hinata. The red haired boy couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at Hinata. Their club would benefit from gaining a member like him. He holds a lot of possibilities. Maybe flexibility? Or maybe speed? Akashi's eyes trailed to look at Hinata's hair and smirked. He managed to find a hidden clean stone in a pile of dirty rocks. He wanted them to

"You should try it, come on, let's go to the gym together." Hinata tilted his head to the side and nodded, following Akashi. 'Ehhhh, there are also not so tall people there at the basketball club, now I don't feel so intimidated!' Hinata smiled happily and hummed a bit as he followed Akashi.

The squeaks of sneakers and the sounds of the basketball echoed through the door. Hinata looked curiously from behind Akashi, his eyes widening at the sight. People running around with the basketballs and the smell of sweat littered around the gym.

"Woah…" He said out loud. Heads turned to look at Akashi and some of them bowed to him as Akashi walked past them. Curious murmurs passed by as the first string members stared at the two of them.

"Who's that shorty?"

"Why is he with Akashi?"

"Is he becoming a new member? I pity him if he is, he's going to struggle a lot."

Hinata growled and glared at the people who were talking about him. A hand went onto his shoulder and he let out a small, "EEP!" Staring at an awfully familiar face, Hinata made a disgusted face at him. "Oh, it's just you, Aomine…" he mumbled, staring at Akashi, who was talking to the coach? Was it the coach? The two of the said people looked at Hinata from time to time, but Hinata decided to not pay attention to them, but instead on the people playing in the practice game. He gaped in amazement at Midorima's three pointers, he threw the ball so high that no one could block it! And Aomine! Hinata knew that the two of them must be good enough to be on the first string, but he didn't expect that the two of them were going to be THAT good. And there was this really tall purple haired boy who was really good at dunking, man, this was a good team? Why was he here? Oh yea! He was told that he should try it out. But… Everyone here is so scary! Hinata started to sweat all over again. These were massively strong people and he was not cut out for this, maybe he could sneak away and join the volleyball team, it's still not too late to do that…

"Hinata-san!" Hinata looked at the source of the voice. 'Ah, Akashi-san,' Hinata thought. "The coach wants you to do a test so he can see which string you're joining…" Akashi said, pointing to a middle aged man behind him. Hinata nodded stiffly before walking over.

"Hinata Shoyo? The new transfer student?" Hinata nodded a bit, smiling nervously. "I'm Coach Sanada. This test will determine which string you will join. We'll be starting with a stamina test. I want you to do run around the gym as fast as you can for as long as you can. Also, you should change, Hinata." The orange haired boy slowly nodded before running off to the changing room.

Once he arrived at the gym once more, he sighed and looked at his running course. The coach wanted him to run along the outer line of the half-court? Was it half court? Oh well. He didn't know. HInata heard a whistle and he just ran. Running as fast as he can. His short legs only picked up momentum as he kept on running. Everything was a blur as Hinata ran. And he remembered. This sort of felt like all of those times he biked to school, going up the mountains, and when he came down the mountains, this is what it felt like. Hinata only grinned as he ran even faster than before.

Maybe this was really a new beginning to him. And he'll take advantage of it.

Only after 28 laps, Hinata stopped, panting and sweat poured down his back. Man, he hadn't run like that in a while! He didn't think that he managed to run that fast before! But, he was already beat. He doubted that he'll be able to walk after this. Maybe Aomine could carry him home. Hm... it wouldn't hurt to try to ask…

"Aomine," Coach Sanada said, "I want you to play against the new member."

"Ehhhhhh, Hinata?" Aomine looked at him and grinned. "Let's have a good game." All Hinata did was smiled nervously and stiffly got into position. Aomine swore that he heard creaks as Hinata got into position. "Don't be nervous, remember, Ebi-chan?" Hinata glared at Aomine for that nickname. "Ah, there is the usual Hinata, come on, don't get nervous on me now! Come at me, Hinata!" The blue haired boy laughed as Hinata got into his stance. The Coach had the ball in his hands. A whistle and the ball was thrown into the air. Aomine immediately jumped up, flipping the ball to his side. Hinata immediately followed to defend his net. Aomine grinned widely, doing a feint to trick Hinata. The said boy fell for it, and Aomine passed him.

"Sorry Hinata," Aomine did a dunk over Hinata.

The ball goes to Hinata now. The said boy was quiet. 'Too quiet.' Aomine mused. The next moment, his eyes widened. Hinata just sped past him. 'He can't be that fast, right?' But he was that fast. Hinata zoomed past Aomine, leaving the male in the dust as he slammed the ball into the basket. Whispers of amazement went around the first string gym as they stared at the new recruit. Aomine stole a glance at Akashi. Akashi was grinning, as if he found something important. And the tan boy knew. "He found a monster," He muttered, grinning even more.

Hinata could jump. Aomine felt a bead of sweat go down his chin as he chuckled. Now this was a basketball match to him.

He's not going to lose anytime soon.

Man, I wrote over 3k words. Nice job, author! Anyways, I just wanted to thank all of the people who followed and favorited this story so far! I wasn't thinking that this crossover would get so may views, but it did! Again, thank you for the support! And I know, I left it at an important moment, but I want the time to actually think and do it! I have a week full of tests coming up, then I have no school for the week, so I'll have plenty of time to write the chapter and then post it! So please be patient and wait for a week or two!