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To Guest: Satsuki definitely deserves more love! It's also why I'm always happy to see new Satsuki-centric fics around haha. I do like SatsukixGoM in the romantic sense too but it's hard to write a convincing romantic relationship between Satsuki and anyone in GoM in a one-shot without making them seem OOC, since they always seem like buddies lol. I'll see what I can do ^^ Thank you for the support! :D

I've already received a lot of inspiration for this one-shot collection somehow... I just need to develop all my ideas into proper stories _ Anyway, here's a fluffier one-shot of Midomomo. The plot isn't terribly original but I like how it turned out anyway. Hope you guys do too!


2. Pinkified [fluff, tsundere!midorima, midomomo, takes place in Teiko middle school days before the 111-11 match]

One day, Oha Asa horoscope said that the lucky colour for Cancers that day would be pink.

That spells trouble for a certain pink-haired girl.


Momoi Satsuki sensed something amiss as she was walking home from school. Another pair of footsteps echoed at the same pace as hers did and stopped every time hers ceased. Yet, when she turned back, there was no one there. Or so, she thought, until she saw a few strands of green hair peeking out from the back of a pillar.

As great as Midorin is at shooting, he really isn't good at stalking…

With a soft sigh, she confronted the hidden stalker, "Why are you following me, Midorin?"

Midorima usually didn't talk to her much. The only times he ever did were to borrow (or steal, though he would never admit that) his lucky items from her, or notes for 'research purposes'. Hence, she concluded that this stalking fiasco was another scheme of his to get something from her again.

The green-haired guy cleared his throat, coming out from his hiding place as he stated with a nonchalant voice, "I'm not following you, Momoi. I'm merely walking the same path."

"Oh, really?" she raised her eyebrows while asking again. Even if Midorima appeared all calm on the surface, she noticed how he adjusted his glasses, a habit he had when lying.

Midorin is so predictable.

A sly smile surfacing on her face, she turned back to her front, continuing to walk ahead. As expected, a pair of footsteps followed suit.

Suddenly, she stopped and took out her phone. The footsteps also stopped.

"Oh, hello mom?" she raised her phone up her ear, calling out to no one in particular.

She could hear Midorima's voice in a distance, "Yes, mother…"

She turned off her phone with a 'click'. Midorima's phone followed suit.

She quickened her steps. As expected, a pair of footsteps relentlessly followed behind.

Eventually, the girl's hope of budging free from Midorima's pursuit was tarnished. She sulked. Seeing how stubborn Midorima was, he would never give up until she gave him whatever he needed from her.

Resigning to her fate, she asked, "Midorin, what's your lucky item today?"

In an instant, Midorima's eyes sparkled as he said, "Today, my lucky item is a pink-haired doll." He waved the Barbie doll in his hand. The doll was clad with a magenta pink princess dress with frills. The doll's curls were also a gorgeous shade of magenta, which complemented the shimmering pink of her irises. Even as a lover of pink, Momoi thought that the blinding colours of magenta were too much for her poor eyes to handle.

Besides that, the doll was a really strange contrast with the stoic Midorima. It took all the effort inside her to stop herself from laughing. She averted her eyes, not wanting to look at the pink mess any longer.

"...Oh, okay. But you already have a doll, don't you? What do you need from me?" Momoi questioned again.

Not seeming to be aware that his motives had already been exposed, Midorima immediately confessed, "Unfortunately, Oha Asa has specified that the shade of pink must be Baker-Miller pink, and I'm unable to find a doll with such a specific shade. Therefore, I need your help, Momoi…"

"Yes?" she asked. Baker-Miller pink... Why was there such a complicated name for a shade of pink?

Why was the Oha Asa horoscope being so specific for no reason, anyway?

In her head, she silently cursed that horoscope television program for landing her in such a predicament.

"I am planning to go to the library. I will need you to follow me until I finish my studies. I believe this is a good thing for both you and me since we can both study at the same time," he commanded with authority that could even rival Akashi's.

Normally, Midorin wouldn't be so blunt, but he must be really desperate now, huh?

Still, that doesn't mean I have to put up with his whims all the time! And there's a really good show today too!

Momoi pouted. Her classmates had always remarked about how she didn't have any other entertainment outside of basketball programs, and so, they had recommended her many shows to watch. Due to this, she had finally gotten into a romantic drama called Hana Kimi, and had really anticipated for the final episode which would air on that day itself.

For once, she was going to have time outside of studies, basketball practice and stinky boys. There was no way she was going to let Midorima take up her leisure time now!

"What? Why must I always deal with this, Midorin?" she protested, her imagination drifting away to possible romantic scenarios between Sano and Mizuki. She wasn't going to miss that absolutely juicy finale. She wasn't.

"Exams are near. I need all the luck I can get," he simply stated, later muttering to himself, "I have to beat Akashi this time…" His eyes were burning with such fervent fire that it was hard not to be affected.

Momoi sighed. It wasn't the first and probably not the last time that Midorima would ask her for a favour like this. Other than his obsession with horoscopes, he was also strangely obsessed with beating Akashi, despite the slim possibility- no, impossibility. And so, she concluded that he was a person easily obsessed and persistent with things. Even if she refused, he would probably follow her home and she wouldn't be able to fully immerse herself in the show.

Worse still, her childhood friend, Dai-chan, would most certainly be at home waiting for her. Recently, he had been pestering her to tutor him since Akashi had threatened- er, told him that he would have to drop out of the competition if his grades weren't in check. Of course, Aomine didn't care until a few weeks before the exams, probably thinking that Momoi's guidance could carry his grades. That also meant that Momoi had to handle his senseless questions and tantrums while coping with her own revision, which she already had enough of after a week.

In comparison, spending time with Midorima in the library alone almost seemed like an appealing idea. She could always watch Hana Kimi online anyway.

Hana Kimi's finale is a goner, but at least, I'm Dai-chan-free for a day! Yipee!

To add fuel to the fire, she recalled how Aomine had used her money to buy his Horikita Mai magazines yesterday. As she clenched her fists, her resolve to watch the finale of Hana Kimi had faded; instead, there was a refound vigour inside her to let her childhood friend have a taste of his own medicine.

She wasn't going to be there when he needed her, not anymore.

"You're impossible… Fine. I'll do you a favour. You owe me this one, Midorin," she intentionally said. Midorima had always stooped to great lengths for his lucky items. That passion had always astounded her, but it was also a very exploitable fact.

She smirked. Somehow, she had become more devious as she spent more time with the Generation of Miracles.

Well, I can't let these guys take advantage of me all the time, can I?

"Thank you, Momoi," he said calmly, but the glimmer of his eyes had said it all.

Momoi sighed again.

It was going to be a long day.


As Momoi continued to daydream about Hana Kimi's finale, an idea suddenly struck her like a lightning bolt.

With a teasing smile, she asked the man beside her, "So Midorin, must your future girlfriend be compatible with you horoscope-wise?"

Midorima stopped, and Momoi followed suit. He was fidgeting with his Barbie doll, though he continued to maintain his cool facade.

He said, albeit with a small stutter, "D-Do not ask such a ridiculous thing, Momoi."

Unfortunately for him, Midorima's distress had only caused much delight for Momoi.

"But I'm curious! Hey, if you're gonna be so picky Midorin, you'll probably stay alone your whole life until your hair turns all white, you know," she made a cheeky comment, her eyes glinting with mischief.

"M-Mind your own business!" he yelled abruptly, stomping off with remarkable speed.

Payback for earlier on, Midorin.

With such a thought in mind, Momoi skipped happily to catch up with the fading shadow of the green-haired student.


Thankfully, the library wasn't as packed as usual. They had settled down near a table, taking out their books, homework and notes. According to Midorima, this was because he had a lot of pink around him, which gave them immense luck. Momoi could only scoff.

The rest of the time was spent rather fruitfully. Except for Midorima's occasional clarification, she didn't experience any interruptions with her work. In fact, there were times when she had sought help from him instead, and he had patiently answered her questions. Maybe the study session with Midorima wasn't a bad idea after all.

"Thank you for your notes, Momoi," Midorima thanked her after they exited the library. Of course, he borrowed her notes again, but Momoi was feeling a bit more gracious to let it off after that extremely productive study time.

"No problem, Midorin. Maybe we should do this more often…" she suggested. Perhaps this was a chance to finally get closer to this otherwise hard-to-deal-with shooter. However, considering Midorima's personality, he would probably shoot her down. No pun intended.

And just like she predicted, Midorima only replied coldly, "I prefer not, unless fate says otherwise."

"How mean, Midorin! I thought we became closer!" she lamented.

"That's your own assumption, Momoi."

Despite his monotonous tone, Momoi could see a very faint smile budging the corners of his lips.


"Satsuki! Where have you been?"

Of course, freedom was short-lived. Momoi tensed, ready to face the wrath of an impatient Dai-chan.


A/N: I actually didn't watch Hana Kimi the drama version, but the manga is pretty funny. If you guys like shoujo romance, it's a nice manga to read (but beware, the heroine is incredibly dense and the plot itself is pretty cliche). I may have a sequel to this one-shot, since tsundere!Midorima and playful!Momoi are too adorable together haha. Do let me know of your thoughts! Next one up will be Akamomo, since I had a particularly funny idea. You'll see xP