Warning: Mild violence and a very short chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basket and its franchise!
Kuroko and Tetsuya #2 finally made it to the local shopping district.
It was packed with people as it was every other Sunday. And since it was Sunday, there were numerous sales in the stores around the area, held in an attempt to draw customers to their shops and spend they hard-earned money on things that they usually won't buy on a normal day.
"We're having a big sale on candies, snacks and chocolate!" Kuroko heard a clerk from one of the stores attempt to yell over the crowd. "Come get them while stocks last!"
Taking a peek from a distance, Kuroko spotted a familiar purple-haired giant through the store windows, filling a shopping basket… no, two whole baskets to the brim with packets of treats of all sorts. Candy, chips, corn snacks, biscuits… you name it, he probably has it.
Suddenly, he felt the giant turn his head towards his direction. Kuroko spun and blended in with the crowd before their eyes could meet.
"If it isn't Kuroko! I almost didn't notice!" Kuroko turned towards his right to see who had called him from amongst the crowd.
"Ah. Captain, Coach. Good day."
"Arf!"
"Yo." The bespectacled boy, dressed in a simple polo t-shirt and a pair of dark jeans, raised a hand in a greeting. "Taking #2 out for a stroll? Though it's more like you're the only one doing the walking, huh."
"Don't worry; he'll have to walk later."
The pup responded to the statement with a soft whine.
"Looks like he disagrees with the idea," Aida Riko, dressed in a simple dress with black leggings underneath, smiled at the sight of the puppy.
"Don't worry, I brought his leash."
"But how are you going to put the leash on him if he doesn't wear a collar?"
"… Oh. I forgot to bring it… his collar."
"You idiot!"
"Anyway, were you going somewhere?"
"I went to buy this," Kuroko gestured to the thick magazine he had tucked under his arm before looking at the two of them. "Are the two of you…"
"I-It's not what you think!" Hyuuga Junpei interrupted as he pushed up his glasses awkwardly. "W-We were just discussing about… basketball! Yeah, that's it! Basketball! The strategy for the next match and the new training regime for you lot of lazy bums! We aren't so free as to hang out as and when we want to, unlike some people who don't spend their off days wisely and end up with a-"
"Why the hell are you getting flustered for?" Riko sent a two-legged flying kick at the older boy, sending him flying forward and falling face flat onto the concrete below him. "We were just going to check out that sale for vitamins at that shop for the team! Kuroko will misunderstand if you talk like you're in clutch-mode, you bloody idiot!"
"I won't."
"That skeptical look on your face tells me otherwise," Riko narrowed her eyes at her junior. "Would you like to run extra rounds during training this week?"
"I'll pass, if you please."
"Arf!"
"And now, this idiot and I have to get going," Riko grabbed Hyuuga's ankle, for the poor chap had been knocked out cold. "See you tomorrow at practice, Kuroko!"
"See you," Kuroko nodded goodbye. "And good luck to you, Captain. Don't die on us."
"T-Thanks," The boy croaked out.
"What did you mean by that, Kuroko-kun?"
"Nothing, madam."
This is a really short chapter. I know. I apologize.
In compensation for this week's short, pathetic chapter, shall we have another member of the Generation of Miracles next chapter?
I also apologize if I didn't have the time to reply to all your reviews. Yes, it's crunch time for me with my school work (all my projects and essays are due next week!). I only have time to post up the chapters... and to reply reviews on behalf of The Mochi Factory.
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