A/N: Sorry, sorry. I know I take forever to upload. Crap, I don't have an excuse...

Chapter 2

It was lunch and a certain blonde haired model was getting hoarded by fangirls. Minako groaned as they were blocking the path to the rooftop. She liked peace and quiet and this hallway was the exact opposite. She really didn't want to be caught in the craze, pushing the people who blocked her path away.

The girls screeched, their sassy expressions ingrained on their faces, "You ruined my nails! My perfectly done hair! Kise-senpai, save us from this b*tch!"

The whiny voices and fake tears made Minako visibly cringe. She saw straight through the victim act. The blonde turned his head towards the commotion, looking up from the poster he was signing. He smirked, sauntering over to the raven haired girl, who just so happened to have dropped her notebook. With a quick flick of his arm, Kise Ryouta snatched up the blue spiral book, his signature smile plastered on his face. Minako looked up in horror as she watched her precious notebook in the hands of a lunatic. Pissed, the girl kneed Kise in the guts, watching the boy writhing in pain on the floor. She shrugged casually, picking up her notebook.

As expected, the protective fangirls, swarmed angrily over the petite girl. "Did you just kick Kise-senpai?" "What's is you problem?" "You little b-"

Minako sighed, digging through her bag to find a ruler. Now, if you don't know, rulers are very effective for stabbing people in the ribs (yeh, they are, I totally don't do that.)

A cough interrupted the banter. A few girls let out a high-pitched squeal as they spotted the hot basketball ace, some even fainting. The owner of the voice, Aomine Daiki, grabbed Minako's hand, glaring at that one girl trying to snap a photo of his 'hot biceps' and dragged her up the staircase to the rooftop. As they arrived in the secluded rooftop, the girl slapped the tanned arm around her away. She tilted her head towards the ground, so Aomine couldn't see the faint blush rising to her face.

"Che. What was that for? I could handle it myself, baka." Minako mumbled. She would never admit it, but damn, was that cool. Well, at least she could cross it off her notebook now...

Aomine rolled his eyes, glad that there was a girl that was different from the others, "Mhm, sure. You would've died if all of Kise's fangirls attacked you all at once. They are feral cats after all. So, where's my thank you?"

The girl snorted, agreeing with the insult, but said, "Why am I thanking you in the first place?" The tanned boy huffed, giving up on the stubborn girl that that is Minako, "Hey Hirota, you piss me off you know?" The girl smirked, "Thanks for the compliment, it's my speciality." Aomine also smirked, "Well, you might as well piss off the others as well. It'll be worth it trust me."

"Oh I have. Your shooting guard might have been slightly offended and that blonde model might have been kicked in the guts." The girl replied with a stoic face. Aomine burst out laughing, "Holy sh*t, the look on Kise's face must've been priceless."

"Well, yeah, I would've seen his face if you hadn't pulled me away. You ruined the fun." Minako retorted, pouting. Aomine quickly looked away, not wanting to blush at a girl he literally met yesterday. She's so cute...Damn, I'm falling aren't I?

The two continued their pointless banter until the bell rang, bringing them back to the harsh reality that is Teiko Junior High.

"Well, see ya, Hirota. We've got basketball training this afternoon, so don't forget." Aomine gave the shorter girl a genuine smile, walking off to class. The girl stared at his retreating figure; maybe the team wasn't so bad after all. She sighed heading off to class, pulling a box of Pocky out of her bag. Soon enough, the familiar smell wafted to the nose of the one and only purple giant, Murasakibara Atsushi.

The girl turned in horror as she spotted the two metre tall shadow looming over her.

"Hiro-chin~ can I have some Pocky?"

Now there was one thing that everyone knew about Hirota Minako, apart from the fact that she was hella violent. No one asked Minako for food. It was her natural instinct to protect her soulmate, food, with her life. The students gasped and watched the coming fight break out between the purple giant and the 'violent midget'.

"No, b*tch. Pocky is a very precious and important part of life. No way I'm sharing it with you." Minako snarled at the Teiko centre, remembering this was one of the idiots she had to manager. Damn, were none of these kids normal?

Murasakibara tilted his head to one side as if he didn't understand, "You love sweets~? Be my snack buddy, Hiro-chin~" The girl opened her mouth to reply but the purple miracle was being pushed away by the horoscope obssessor. The green haired boy adjusted his glasses (we all know why...) and shot a 'sorry, he's an idiot.' at her. The girl rolled her eyes in return.

The girl stared out of the second story window, cliche-ly, as she tuned out the teacher who was explaining the dreaded partner assignment. As the last lesson of the day, she fantasised about all the weird fan fictions she would've read. Keyword: Would've. She sighed, her new manager role kicking into her precious anime.

*Cough*

Minako ignored the boy, purposely pissing the green-haired shooter off. Ticks marks slowly appeared on the stoic boy's face, as he swiped the book in her hand away. The girl glared at the boy, trying not to burst out laughing at the pissed look on his face, "I was reading it. Sheesh. What's your problem Midorima?"

The green haired boy would have lied if he had said, that he didn't like the sound of his name rolling off the raven-haired girl's tongue. He shook his thoughts away, snarkily replying, "You weren't reading; you were ignoring me. I'm not dumb unlike Aomine. The book was upside down."

And at that moment, Minako knew that she messed up. She sighed admitting defeat as she faced the shooter, "So what?"

The boy immediately lost his composure, adjusting his glasses once again, "Umm, you want to work at my place on the weekends then? Not that I want to work with you or anything~nanodayo."

Memories rushed back to the back to the girl. The boy. The girl. The room. The lock. It was all a blur as she remembered what happened two years ago. She choked back tears, coughing to cover it up, looking up at Midorima with a fake half-smile, "Umm, sorry I'm actually busy on the weekends. Ahaha, yeah, sorry."

Midorima paled at his straight out rejection. Well that was a first for the well-known vice-captain of the Teiko Basketball Team, who had girls dying to date him. He might not have as many fan girls as Kise or Aomine, but any miracle had someone chasing them. The purple giant behind them snickered, "Ah, Hiro-chin~, good job rejection Mido-chin. I can tell Aka-chin and Mine-chin about your great success..."

Hirota Minako laughed awkwardly as she spotted the deathly aura around Midorima, "Nah, it's fine."

*/ Timmmmememememem Skippppfpfppdfpd~cuz imma need to speed this last lesson up/*

Pushing her black locks out of her face, Minako glanced at the hastily drawn map Midorima had given her. Apparently he couldn't take her to the gym because he needed to restock on tape for his fingers. The purple one had followed him to restock as well, well on snacks, not on tape. When would Murasakibara ever need tape? Well, I mean, unless it was sweet and edible.

The girl sighed, adjusting the bag on her shoulders, before feeling another body collide with hers. She stared down in shock at the boy only slightly taller than her, lying on the floor in pain.

"Oh, sh*t. Gomenasai! Gomenasai! Gomenasai! I didn't see you there!" The blackette (is that even a word?, psh now it is, heh) stammered, panicking as she knelt down beside Kuroko who had a slight smile on his emotionless face. So she's like everyone else: she can't see me. What a disappointment, the Teiko shadow thought.

A head peeked out around the corner, "Oi Tets-? Oh sh*t, what happened Hirota?!"

Said girl looked up to see the ace, "Ahahaha, I might've just bumped into him. I swear I didn't see him." The tanned ace burst out laughing, confusing the shorter girl, "Oh, I forgot you're new to all this. Kuroko's hardy ever seen. Well it'll be me job to summarise all of us regulars for you."

He cleared his throat as if preparing for some famous presidential address or something. The girl held back a smile.

"First there's Akashi Seijuro. He the captain and point guard of the team. The red haired one. He's hella scary, and I mean, really, really scary. He uses scissors as threats and none of his threats have ever been empty. He means every word he says, so don't even dare to touch him, nevertheless talk back to him or disobey him. Then again he's got the sh*t needed to be a leader so having him as the captain isn't half as bad. Also he's always topped the grade so the highest you can shoot for is 2nd place. He's our yandere, yet some many girls still chase after him. Argh, it's disgusting watching girls throwing puppy eyes at him."

Aomine shivered at the thought. The girl rolled her eyes, motioning for him to continue.

"Well then, Midorima Shintarou is vice-captain and he's the shooting guard. He's in your class and has the really stupid looking green hair. Well he's smart and all but has this weird obsession with the Oha Asa horoscope stuff and always shows up to practice with the dumbest of things, considering he came once with cat ears on his head. Ahaha! That was hilarious! He also tapes his fingers and has never missed a shot. Oh, yeah I almost forgot, he adds 'nanodayo' to the end of all his sentences, it's kinda annoying. Oh and a heads up, you MUST call him a tsundere, it pisses him off so much."

Minako smirked, damn, was she getting good information from this ace.

"Our centre is Murasakibara Atsushi, also known as the purple giant, the snack guy and some other cringey nicknames that have emerged from our thousands of inside jokes. He's the really tall one with murasaki-coloured hair. He has this inhumane obsession with sweets and snacks, so you can always bribe him with that stuff, well, if Akashi's not around, 'cause he's really against his sweet diet, something about staying fit and concentrated. Oh Murasakibara's also the relatively dumber one of us, well if you don't include me 'cause I'm the worst one at studies of them all, hehe."

Minako's eyes lit up as she heard the words snacks and sweets. There were rarely any food addicts like her, so this centre was a first.

"Ah, so Kuroko Tetsuya is the one you knocked over before. Blue hair. Skinny as a stick. Pretty average in studies and has sh*tty stamina. He's our phantom sixth player, our small little brother. I don't know how, but Satsuki's in love with him only 'cause Tetsu gave her this Popsicle stick. He's the shadow to my light. Tetsu specialises in passing and is a support player so he doesn't score. He just assists, but damn he's still a part of the TEIKO BASKETBALL TEAM."

Aomine stressed his last three words, as if he was bragging about his great team. Well, he's not wrong, Teiko is the strongest, undefeated middle school team currently.

"And well, lastly there meeee! The ace! I'm the power forward. The dumbass. The one that can't study without Satsuki's notes. I pretty fast if I say so myself, and I grew up playing streetball. But, anyways wanna have a one-on-one with me later?"

Minako refused, stating her sh*tty basketball skills, "Um, so is that Kise guy a part of the team?" She pointed at a certain blonde getting hoarded by all his fangirls, as he tried to make his way towards the gym.

"Oh, him he's the new guy that replaced Haizaki. He's the small forward and has this really cool ability to copy anyone's moves. Akashi's always lecturing him on his disruptive fangirls that pester him during training. As the great Akashi Seijuro once said, 'Ryouta, get your inferior humans out of my sight. My eyes are going blind and my ears will be deaf in a matter of seconds.'"

Minako snickered at the voice imitation of a certain red-head. As they laughed crazily, a cough was heard. They turned to the source, Aomine turning a deathly pale.

Akashi.

"Daiki, you done yet? Don't tempt me into doubling your training menu…" Akashi raised his eyebrows at the tanned boy, before greeting the new manager with a completely different tone, "Welcome, Minako-chan. Please allow Satsuki and me to demonstrate what your roles as manager will be."

The girl bowed politely, and as some would say, it didn't fit her rebellious nature. Minako hurried after the disappearing captain, as Aomine murmured some last words of advice to the girl, "May you rest in peace, Hirota. If Akashi and Satsuki together can't kill you then you're immortal."

Akashi's head swivelled round, quick as lightning, "Daiki. Training. Now."

"H-H-Hai! Hai!"