A/N: Here's Admiration. This was easy to write by hand, but once I typed it up, it became harder to do. This took me a long time to finish, and it's really short.

This is similar to how I did Chained, but this is Takao's thoughts on the person he admires. This may not be the best, but I find great pride in the fact I actually finished it.

This came about because someone wanted a sequal and I just didn't know what else to write at that time, so here this is...

*Admiration*

Admiration. If I could describe my feelings for the said teams ace, it's admiration. He can easily walk around with any object, claiming it to be his lucky item, while others staired at him with gawking expressions, and it didn't bother him. He just waves it off and continues that same pattern every day. Not just that, but his strength in basketball is something else. Even before high school, I admired him from afar. Every time my team went up against him, his would win. I was so mad and heated with the thought of revenge.

"Shin-Chan!" I shouted as I tackled him to the ground. The tackle didn't quite work the way I planned since our sizes were too different, so I settled with a hug instead.

"T…Takao, get off me," he always sounded embarresed with each contact I made. It always made him look cuter.

I reluctantly let go, "ah, Shin-Chan you're so mean," I gave a little pout with my whine. I didn't care if I sounded childish or not. Somehow our team put up with both our personalities, I don't know how they do though.

There was no response, like he usually did when I acted childishly. I looked up to see him stairing off somewhere and before I could ask he'd grabbed my wrist to pull me towards the gym.

"Ah, does Shin-chan actually like me?" I asked in a teasing tone.

"Takao, you're going to make us later then we already are with your tantrums," he sounded irritated as he walked forward. I quickly ran to catch up with him.

It's so fun to tease him, but maybe I overdid it today?

We made it to the locker and changed before getting a scolding from the coach as well as the captain. While we changed for practice, I started to think about useless things. For instances, I thought about our relationship. Believe it or not, my feelings really started out as hate. I wanted so much to defeat him in basketball, and it all came from the times my teams lost. It irritated me and I drove to get stronger so I could beat him. Yet, when I came to school I was surrounded by my teammates who were slowly giving up. I became even more frustrated and I strove to become stronger than the generation of miracles.

We made it to practice in time.

"Takao, Midorima what took you so long?" our seniors asked as we went to change.

"Just teasing Shin-chan," I commented and that just made our seniors sigh. They somehow put up with both of us so easily, even when we are younger classmen.

I watch as Shin-chan's scowl grow more prominent. As if everything that was happening was irritating him more than usual.

Then when I got to high school, I thought I'd be able to play against the generation of miracles. I had trained hard, so hard for the purpose of beating them, but turns out that one of them ended up at my chosen high school. It was the first time I had even thought about a what if I ended up in the same school as a miracle. That maybe when my revenge changed to admiration, or was it later when we played in our first game.

Practice started with a harsh training regimen as usual.

Even in middle school we didn't do half the stuff we do now. I wander how Shin-chan's middle school life was like? I bet they didn't even have to practice as hard as we do now, they were always winning weren't they?

I watched Shin-chan, his wide back, his long arms, his nimble fingers, they all played a part in his amazing shooting. Even if we are the same age we are definitely in different leagues. That's what you get when you are a genius after all.

"Shin-chan is amazing as ever," I patted his back. He gave his usual bouts of words, and ignored everything else.

This is the person I've come to admire. Maybe it was fate that we came to the same school, maybe it wasn't, but all I can say is…

"Hey, Shin-chan, I will definitely pass you the ball. We won't lose," I said cheerfully.

"There's no way we'd lose, idiot," he said hiding his own embarrassment with harsh words. That's just the person he is. Always worrying about his luck, and working hard so we don't lose.

"Yeah," I smiled as I followed him, and I felt like I would always follow him.

Final Notes: This is part of a challenge I decided to do on my own, but I don't know when I'll finish it. I've already done C, this is A, there will drabbles of the other letters to, just don't know when they'll be up.

This is all I can think of. I want to thank the people who have read, reviewed, favorited, and added this to their alerts.