Yo kittens. I updated kinda late cause I am really mean. So what. Hey look Ben, bby, I published it.
I know this means nothing but imKimTheWriter reviewed this and I fangirled so much because she is like my favourite writer wow
I always wondered why people took such interest in other people. It's sort of ridiculous. They aren't you. They aren't important to your survival and successes. So it didn't matter. However, I think I'm starting to understand. The empathic side of humans. Deciding that when something matters, it always does. Such a foreign concept to me. It's not entirely unpleasant though, caring about someone else.
I turn over under the duvet. The light is weakly creeping in around the edges of the curtains. It's probably around 9:00, but still quite dark in my room. Good thing there's no school on Sundays. I don't particularly feel like getting up. I'm not particularly good at sleeping in either. The bed's warm though, and I don't have anything planned. Except for eating breakfast. That's important. Especially for a growing teenager like me. I snicker into my pillow. Adults always fed us that information, when half the people I knew skipped breakfast for another 10 minutes of sleep. I suppose it's the priorities of youth.
My phone starts to ring. I groan. It seems so obnoxious and shrill. I slap a hand onto the offending object and bring it close to my face. Nope. Too bright, too bright. Fuck. I blink away the blindness, and look at who's calling. Momoi? I wasn't even aware she had my number.
"Hello?" I answer groggily. My voice is still kind of husky from not being used for 10 hours.
"Akashi-chan! Did I wake you up? Sorry!"
"No, I was already awake." Groaning, I ask, "What do you want?"
"First of all, good morning! And also, do you want to do something today?"
"The two of us?" I have to ask, we seem like an unlikely pair. Because we are. She's too overbearing to talk to by yourself.
"No no no, with everyone. We'll go to the courts or something. And maybe get ice cream. Yes actually, that sounds like a great idea! We'll get ice cream!"
"You're too loud. And don't we do that every day?" I rub a hand against my face. I think I'll have breakfast at that cafe two blocks down.
"Well yeah, except this time Tetsu-chan is coming! She says she wants you to come too." I start listening more intently. "Isn't that right?" I hear a faint voice come throught the phone, and realise that Momoi is probably with Kuroko right now.
"Is she with you now, then?" I ask, just to confirm it.
"Yup!"
"What did she say?"
"Don't tell him that Momoi-san!" I think I hear Kuroko say traitor. Heh. Momoi continues, "Anyway, just get your butt down here!"
"Are you ordering me to go?"
"Waaah, just come. Pleeeeaaaase."
"I'll be there in 30 minutes. Don't command me in the future."
"YAY! See you there! Byeee!" I end the call, and stare at my phone until the screen turns dark. It's 8:56 am. I really don't feel like getting out of bed. I also really feel like going. Ugh, life is so hard. I sweep back the covers and stand up. When I pull back the curtains, a bunch of sparrows fly up from my window sill. I see the neighbour's kid staring at me from the street. I forgot I was just in boxers. Whoops.
My bathroom connects directly to my room. I step in and turn on the shower. I won't have breakfast. I'll make the rest of them get something later. Apart from the ice cream, because that isn't a suitable breakfast. It's not really suitable anything.
The water is hot, and turns my skin a slight red colour. I should be clean now.
My clothes are simple enough, black jeans and a grey t-shirt. No accessories. They're too unnecessary. I brush my teeth quickly, then go down stairs. There's a note on the table. It's from my parents, telling me they had a thing. They've always got a thing. I don't even know why they leave notes.
I slip on my shoes and lock the door behind me.
The pavement is already heating up. How am I even wearing jeans? Just used to the heat, I guess. The cicadas drone on in the background, but it's more of a comfort than an annoyance. It smells like exhaust fumes and fried food, and the air is torrid and still. A good day for sweating.
The chainlink fence comes into view, on the corner of the street. Everyone's already there. I like being the last person, so I don't have to wait. Momoi waves, and I return it. The gate of the court is broken and propped open with two cinder blocks. There are some tiny sentences written on them. I know what they say, "Don't move this. Don't break this. Don't be a total asshole."
We call them the rules of the door stopper. Not that creative.
"Yo, Akashi. Didn't think you were coming." The tanned boy spins the ball around on his finger and looks at me.
"I couldn't let you have fun without me." The rest of them say hi. I greet them back.
I'm starting to feel hungry. There's a convenience store across the street that sells very good pies. Pies that I would absolutely eat right now. Even though it's hot as hell. I say, "I'm just gonna go get some breakfast. I haven't eaten yet."
"Eh, Akashi-chan, you shouldn't play on an empty stomach. It's bad," she scolds me. I dismiss it with a wave of my hand, and begin walking there. Someone falls into step beside me. I look down and it's Kuroko. I'm a little surprised. "Are you hungry too?" I say.
She shakes her head. "I'm thirsty. Will you buy me a drink?"
"Can't you pay for it?"
"I'll pay you back."
"Good. What do you want?" We walk through the automatic doors. She looks very hopeful and has apparently ignored my question. "Tetsuna?"
She looks at me quizzically. "You're using my first name."
"I use everybody's first name. It's nothing personal."
"No, it's fine. I just felt a little happy." She does look kind of happy. I think. It's hard to tell. "Can I get a vanilla milkshake? Please."
"Sure," I answer, giving her a sideways look. It's just an odd sort of thing to drink in the morning when you're thirsty. Doesn't mean I won't buy it though. The pie and drink, plus a chocolate bar for Murasakibara as an afterthought, comes to $10. I pay, and thank the man behind the counter. He gives us the classic, 'thank you come again,' line. We always come here when we're at the street courts. Some of his most faithful customers, probably.
I hand Kuroko her drink, and she thanks me with a nod. While I look down at her, I notice what she's wearing. Ballet flats, black denim shorts and a pale pink button up shirt. She's got some kind of delicate necklace on, and white rose earrings. Her hair is in a high ponytail. I can't help but think it all suits her. Her eyes meet mine for a second and she makes an inquisitive noise.
"Nothing," I say slowly. I could have tell her she's cute, but that hardly seems like something I would do. She probably already knows it, just from Kise's fawning.
"Should we go back, then?"
"Yeah." We cross the road again. There are no cars around. Just a silent street on a sultry Sunday.
"Do you like chocolate?" She asks, her gaze resting on the chocolate bar in my hand.
"Not particularly." I open the bag with the pie in it. Take a bite. It's delicious, and scalding.
"Why did you buy it then?"
"Cause Atsushi likes these ones."
"You're nice to him."
"I'm nice to everyone." We're back on the court now, and Aomine laughs at what I said.
"Are you joking, Akashi? That's like, the opposite of true."
"I'm perfectly lovely, what are you talking about." I chuck the chocolate bar to Atsushi and he catches it with shining eyes. He always manages to open them at impressive speeds. This time was no exception. "Isn't that right, Atsushi?"
"Nn, Aka-chin is the best," he says through a mouthful of chocolate.
Aomine whispers, "Don't sell yourself for chocolate, dude." The giant shrugs his shoulders, not giving two fucks.
"Hey guys, are we gonna start playing yet?" Kise asks.
"Ehh, it's too hot to play. Lets just go get ice cream now."
"You're so lazy, Murasakibara."
"I agree with him! They sell ice cream at the park!"
"The sell ice cream at that mini mart as well." Kuroko points back to the convenience store.
"No no no no, we're talking about cones. The best ones!" Momoi looks ecstatic. She really likes ice cream.
I make the decision for them. "Lets just go, then." Aomine and Kise give me disbelieving looks. I mean, I don't particularly feel like playing right now either. I just showered and getting sweaty is gross. Momoi and Murasakibara cheered. They're so childish.
But I might be too.
Nya~ I think someone reviewed that Akashi is OOC here. He totally is. I love it.
Also I accidentally bought the sugar free Fanta and it tastes so bad like who the fuck thought this would be a good idea.
If I drew pictures for this story, would you people look at them?
Does anyone read these things?