Warning: I created my OC before this new character-Kuroko's-rival-to-be-I-don't-know-his-role-screw-it appeared. Therefore, please ignore any similarities.
Also, this is a side story. The OC's full background is still being written, but that won't stop you from understanding the story.
Oh yeah, the drabbles will be really short, so you have been warned.
Thank you so much for the reviews, really! Also, feel free to make suggestions! C: This chapter, as iceheart2180 requested, is dedicated to Akashi.
I'm not sure if I'll be able to meet your expectations, though!
damnheart.o3: Hikari's a very aloof and oblivious person, that's why she'd kind of shameless like that. When she does realize romantic situations, though, she will get embarrassed, as it happens in this chapter.
ALSO, PLEASE NOTE that my updates are very irregular. That's because I only write when I feel like it, simply because I don't want people to read something I haven't put my all into it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuro Basu.
"Sei?" A red haired boy turned around after being called by his familiar nickname, and came to stand before a white haired girl slightly taller than him.
"What is it, Hikari?" The girl grinned at him and made a move to cover his fiery red lock with her slender hands.
"May I? Your bedhair looks alive." Without a word he stepped closer to her, so they were merely inches apart.
Hikari wasted no time in taming his hair, brushing her hands through his locks efficiently.
As she did that, Akashi Seijuro studied her face with his intense crimson orbs. Her high cheekbones, rosy lips, button nose and her silver eyes, that just seemed to stare into your very soul.
In no time he memorized her face -coughasifhehadn'talreadycough- and was starting to feel a little sleepy when she suddenly stopped.
"There, all done. You really should brush your hair before coming to school, you know. It's as if you just put on your uniform and come straight to school everyday-"
The young Shirogane interrupted herself as she felt soft lips touching her cheek, effectively making her cheeks turn a pale pink color.
"W-what-"
Lightly brushing his lips against her ear, he whispered.
"Payment for fixing my hair. I appreciate it."
With that, he turned around and went on his merry way with a smirk clear on his face.
As the people in the hallway made way for him, he left behind a blushing and stuttering sempai.
His smirk widened as he thought about what Hikari would do if she knew he messed up his hair as soon as he was out of his mother's vision range everyday.
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