I'm finally back! I'm sorry about the long wait. Hope you will forgive!
BAAM!
A young Kuroko jumped at the sound of something hitting the floor above him. Looking towards the ceiling, towards where his sister's room was, he frowned. "Onee-chan?" he called up the stairs.
"…I'm fine!" she called back.
Moving up the stairs, Kuroko quietly opened his sister's door and peeked in. His sister was sitting in the middle of the floor. Besides her was her book shelf, or at least, the shattered remains of her bookshelf.
"What happened?" Kuroko gawked at the bookshelf.
"uh…" Sora rubbed the back of her head. "Would you believe a phantom snuck into my room and attacked me?"
"No, not really." He shook his head.
"Didn't think so." She sighed. "…What about a Duck Lion?"
"A duck Lion?" he frowned.
"Yeah. You know, it is a Lion with a Duck bill." His sister pinched her nose. "And even though it has a bill, it still has super sharp teeth."
"I don't think those actually exist Onee-chan."
"…No, they definitely exist."
"They don't."
With a large pout, Sora turned her head away. "You're just a non-believer." She concluded.
"If you insist." Kuroko shrugged. His eyes trailed to the other side of his Sister's room, where her brand new Baseball Bat was on the floor. Even though it was new it already had several marks on it. "We're you practicing your swing? Is that how you hit the Book shelf?" he asked.
"…Maybe." She grumbled.
"I see." Her brother nodded. "You should really be more careful Onee-chan."
"I know." Her frown got deeper.
"You are too reckless."
"I know~!" she whined.
"It is dangerous-"
"Stop mother henning me Tetsuya!" she fell onto her back and rolled onto the ground. "It should be the opposite anyway."
"But I'm not reckless or do anything dangerous." He blinked.
"Yeah, I know." She sat up to give him a long look. "Your life isn't exciting at all! You don't put yourself out there." She shook her finger at him.
"No, I just don't get in trouble a lot like you do." He disagreed simply.
Sora flinched, finding she couldn't argue with that.
-000-
"Onee-chan, I'm really not so sure about this." Kuroko said honestly, awkwardly holding the bat in his hands.
"Come on, it will be fine." Sora insisted, tossing the baseball in her hands. "You just swing when it gets close."
"I'll miss."
"You'll definitely miss if you think you'll miss." Sora smirked, moving into a pitcher's position. The two of them were currently outside, towards the back field of the school. Lunch was going on, and the two had decided to get in a quick game of Baseball. It was Sora's idea mostly.
She insisted that playing a game of Baseball would increase Kuroko endurance and his aim.
Kuroko wasn't sure you could even call this an actual game of baseball though. More like practice. It was just the two of them, and Sora was just throwing the ball to him.
"Here it comes." She brought her hand back, and sent him an under hand toss. Not prepared for the sudden toss, Kuroko watched the ball fly pass his nose and hit the fence behind him.
"…I missed." He looked at his sister.
"Of course you missed. You didn't even swing!"
"Oh." He grabbed the ball, passing it back to her. Catching it, she got ready again.
"Okay, this time I'll count to three. One, two three!" she sent him another underhanded toss.
Ready this time, Kuroko swung the bat when he thought the ball was close enough. Barely hitting it with the end of his bat, he watched quietly as it rolled back towards his Sister.
"Good Job Tetsuya! Quick! Run to first base!" Sora cheered.
"First Base?" he looked around, confused. Seeing a can his Sister had set out, he assumed that was first base and ran towards his. Giving him a few seconds, Sora grabbed the ball and rushed after him. Realizing she was chasing him, Kuroko picked up his speed into a full sprint. He could never out run his sister though, and could tell she was quickly catching up to him.
A few more feet of running and he could practically feel her on his heels. With one last effort, he dived forward, onto the can. Landing on a can wasn't pleasant to say the least.
He was safe though, so that was a plus.
"Wahoo!" Sora cheered. "Good endurance!"
Sitting up, Kuroko rubbed his stomach, where he hit the can. Feeling a little soar, he knew it would probably leave a bruise.
"…I made it to first base." He said. "Now what?"
"My turn to bat."
"…How?" he frowned, unsure how they would go about this since there were only two players.
"We'll pretend you are still on first base while you switch to Pitcher." She patted his head. "You know how to throw, right?" she placed the ball in his hand.
"More or less." The younger of the two shrugged, moving to the pitchers mate, Aka, his Sister's jacket.
Pleased, Sora grabbed Kuroko's discarded bat and got into place. "Don't hold back now Tetsuya." She grinned.
"I wont." He assured her, mimicking the pitcher position he had seen all baseball players use. When Sora seemed ready, he tossed her the ball as hard as he could. Though his strength was lacking, at least his aim was okay.
Swinging the bat hard, it successfully cracked against the ball. Straightening her back, Sora lifted her hand up to block the sun from her eyes as she watched the baseball soar into the air. Shooting over Kuroko's head, the two siblings watched as it angled towards the school.
"Uh-oh." Sora's face went pale when she realized where the ball seemed to be headed. It took only seconds for her worries to come to light as the ball slammed into one of the upper floor windows.
"…Whoops." Even from here she could seethe students beginning to gather, unsure of what the crash sound was. "I didn't do it!" Sora yelped, throwing the bat to the ground and sprinting in the opposite direction.
"Onee-chan!" Kuroko called to her. With a huff, he picked up her jacket and scrambled after her. Whipping around the corner, the two sprinted across the court yard and into the buzzling school.
They kept running until they got to the library, where they were sure they were safe.
"I can't get detention again." Sora huffed. "I hate sitting in that room for 3 hours."
"Then stop… breaking… things." Kuroko, who was not as in shape as his older sister, hunched over to catch his breath. Reaching down, Sora patted his back reassuringly.
"Shh." The two paused when Mrs. Sentral, the school librarian, shushed them.
"You know, saying Shh, is much louder than talking. And to most, it is much more annoying.' Sora announced.
"Ms. Kuroko, if you have only come in here to bother the students, then you can walk out that door right now." The librarian growled.
"Snippy." Sora muttered, dragging her brother to the back of the room. "We'll stay back here till things cool down."
Kuroko nodded in agreement. Things were better this way anyway. As much as it caused him trouble, and sometimes annoyed him, he enjoyed spending time with his Onee-chan. She was weird, and strange, but she was fun. She was even cool sometimes.
"Hey, Tetsuya. Grab that table over there and I'll grab us some books." She motioned to it. Nodding, Kuroko shuffled over to the table while his sister began her search for books.
Since it was Tuesday, they would be reading adventure books today. They always tried to read new genres of books every new day. It was to expand their horizons and all that.
Though they definitely both had their favorite genres of books. Kuroko himself was a fan of mystery books, while Sora was into romantic comedies. Knowing her she would try to find all adventure books that had something to do with comedy and romance.
Not that he really minded that.
Speaking of Sora, she was currently going down the M section. "Hmm." She hummed as she ran her fingers over the bindings. Scanning over every title, she would pause from time to time to grab a book and set it on top of the pile she was already carrying.
She had already grabbed around 10 books when she turned around the corner and pumped into a fellow student. The whole pile would have fallen clean out of her hands if the student hadn't been nice enough to reach out and steady it for her.
"Sorry. I am very sorry." He apologized. "I didn't see you there."
"Oh no, it is alright-" she stuck her head out from behind the pile to greet the green haired student.
…Green haired student?
Oh no.
"Ah." Sora flinched when she realized who she bumped into. It was the green haired dude she had hit with her bike. What was his name again?
Mido?
Rama?
A mix of those? Midorama? Close, but it doesn't sound correct.
"…Oh hey there… Midork…." Sora nodded. Eyes flashing, Midorima narrowed his eyes.
"Excuse me?" he growled. "It is 'Midorima'." He announced. "Midorima Shintaro."
"…Right!" Sora laughed nervously. "I knew that. I was just teasing Shintaro…" she trailed off, rubbing the back of her head.
Midorima's eyes widened at the sudden use of his first name, feeling a little embarrassed a girl would so openly use it. One would normally have to give permission before someone could use his first name like that. "M-Midorima." He corrected, pushing up his glasses.
"Sora." Sora said back, thinking he was just repeating her name. "Well, I should go-"
"Do I know you?" Midorima narrowed his eyes suspiciously, leaning in a little closer to get a good look at her face. Name aside, there was something annoyingly familiar about this girls face.
Quickly using her pile of books as a blocking shield, Sora laughed nervously.
Quick, escape! He's onto you!
"NOPE!" she reached out with one hand and patted his head, hoping to be friendly, only to hit his head downward, almost making him fall over. Screeching in terror, not even meaning to put so much force into it, Sora twirled around him. "GOTTA GO!" she screamed, booking it the aisle and towards the back.
"Hey- Wait!" Midorima called, stunned when the girl had expertly did a basketball spin around him. Waddling away faster then he could keep track off, Sora speed to the other side of the Library. For once she was really glad this library was so big.
She has to be more careful. Basketball kids were every where around this school. They practically made up the whole student body.
"Ugh that was close-" Sora squeaked when she once against ran into someone else. She really has to start watching where she is going!
Praying she at least had a little bit of luck left, she was relieved to see she hadn't run into another Basketball player. Instead she ran into a girl with long pink hair.
"Ah!" the girl gasped, looking up at Sora in shock. "I'm sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going." She bowed her head in apology.
"Nah." Sora said with a smile. "It is alright. I am the one who ran into you. I'm the one who should be apologizing.' She bowed her head back. When the two straightened, Sora paused, recalling Nijimura's words from a few days back. When you met a person, you greeted them with a hand shake. Smiling at the thought, Sora shifted the books to one arm and held her hand out, "Kuroko Sora."
"Oh, Satsuki Momoi." The girl smiled back, taking her hand. Giving each other a good hand shake, the two smiled. After a few seconds, Momoi titled her head.
"Hey wait, I know you." She gasped.
"Hmm?"
"You're the girl who hit that baseball into the second floor window!" her eyes widened.
Oh no! Someone had seen her commit the crime! It was all over!
"Y-You saw that?" Sora stammered quietly.
"Yeah. I was on the second floor when it happened." Momoi's eyes were wide with awe. "You really hit that quite a distance. Are you in the Baseball club?"
"…No." Sora slowly started to inch around the girl.
"Then, are you the manager for it?" she continued to ask, interested.
"Nope." Sora was half way there. Just a little but more.
"Do you at least like the sport?"
"I do but-" Come on, she was almost there. Just a bit more. Push it! Inch women, inch!
"You should join the team! I'm sure you would do amazing!" Momoi leaned in, eyes sparkling. "Or maybe you could join the Basketball club? We are always looking for new members."
"Uh-" Dang it, she knew the conversation would some how end up to something like this! She should have inched faster!
"It would be a lot of fun!"
"Listen I-" Sora struggled to explain.
"Hey, Satsuki, back off." Suddenly, like a knight in shinning armor, Nijimura appeared… out of nowhere.
"Nijimura-kun." Momoi looked surprise. "What are you doing here?" She looked back and forth between the two, shocked.
"Shuzo." Sora grinned at him. Man, this guy was like Batman. It was like he was everywhere at once!
Frowning, Nijimura sighed. "I'm here to study a little bit. What are you two doing?" he gave Momoi a suspicious look.
"I was just asking Kuroko-chan to join the basketball club-" Momoi began to explain.
"She isn't interested. Leave her be." Nijimura interrupted. His eyes were narrowed, and he was giving Momoi this 'drop the subject' look.
Shocked that Nijimura stepped in just for that, though happy just the same, Sora smiled. "But um, you can call me Sora if you like Momoi." She grinned.
Momoi looked thrilled, if not confused by Nijimura's warning looks. "Really? Is that alright?"
"Yeah."
"Oh! Then you can call me Momoi… oh wait, you are already calling me Momoi." Momoi chuckled. "I'm sorry I was so pushy a second ago. Since I'm the new manager of the first string, I kind of get excited when new people want to join." She blushed.
"Ooh? The manager huh? That is pretty cool. I hope you keep Shuzo here in line." Sora grinned. Momoi chuckled at Nijimura's frown. "He is such a procrastinator."
"I think you are talking about yourself." He grumbled.
"Hey, I don't procrastinate. I'm just lazy."
"That is literally the exact same thing." He sighed.
"Completely different." Sora turned. "Well, it was nice to meet you Momoi, but I have to get this books to my little bro. Maybe I'll see you around some time."
"Oh, okay. Bye, bye." When she was gone, Momoi frowned up at Nijimura. "What was up with that. Do you not want Sora on the team or something?" she huffed.
"On the contrary, I would be honored if she were on the team." Nijimura folded his arms. "She has had problems with it in the past though, so it would be best if you didn't bring it up. Got it?" He narrowed his eyes accusingly at the younger girl.
Blinking a few times, Momoi titled her head. "Alright Nijimura-Senpai." She agreed. "But… if you don't mind me asking, do you-" she trailed off.
"Do I what?" Nijimura raised an eye brow.
"Do you possibly, like Sora-Chan?" Momoi's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"…"
"…"
"…"
The two stared at each other for a long time, until Nijimura's face began to break out into a small sweat. "…W…What makes you ask that?" he said, his voice hoarse.
"Well, you just seem to get along well with her, and she calls you Shuzo." Momoi smiled slyly.
"This conversation is over." Nijimura turned to leave faster then Momoi could argue.
"Wha- is that a yes then?!" She called
-0000-
Kuroko liked lying on the Gym floors after practice when everyone had gone home. It was cool, and everything was so quiet. It was nice sense of peace.
He enjoyed peace, though it didn't last.
The silence of the room suddenly came to a dramatic halt when the sound of dribbling could be heard.
He craned his neck to find Sora on the other side of the gym, dribbling. Passing it back and forth between her fingers, she jumped up and shot towards the basket. Shooting a three pointer, she landed and huffed.
"I hope the rest of the Basketball aren't as flat as that one."
"…They aren't." Kuroko assured quietly, keeping his head on the ground but tilting it back to stare at her like an upside down bat. His peace was no officially ruined, but he didn't really mind that. "What are you doing here Onee-chan?"
"You always ask me that." Sora glanced at him. "And I always answer your question with the same answer."
"You're here to walk me home." Kuroko quoted.
"Yeah." Sora grinned. "So come on, lets go home."
"I still want to practice." In truth, Kuroko was sulking. Today was another chance to tryout to make second string, and he had failed. How would he ever get to first string if he couldn't even get into second?! He promised Shigehiro he would play against him some day. He promised!
He-
"Tetsuya?"
His Sister was crouch in front of him and leaning over to look down at his face. "Are you alright?" she titled her head.
"Oh uh…" he quickly avoided eye contact. "I'm fine Onee-chan. Just thinking."
"You look upset." She reached down, brushing a bang out of his face. "Did something happen?"
He kept the blank look on his face as much as possible. It was very hard sometimes for people to read how Kuroko felt by his expressions. It was kind of like Kuroko's own personal shield from people he didn't know.
His Sister however knew him. She had grown up with him.
It was most likely pointless to try and hide his feelings now.
"…I failed again."
"Making it to second string?" she guessed.
"Yeah." He nodded. "I want to become a starter."
"And you will."
"But-"
"Tetsuya." His sister gripped the sides of his head, and lifted his head a few centimeters off the ground. "You will." She placed her nose to hiss and waved her head back and forth. "I know you will."
"…You sound too confident." He pouted
"You need more confidence." She chuckled. "Now come on, get up. I'll help you practice." She extended a hand down to him.
Grabbing it, Kuroko nodded. "Okay." With that they began practicing. Sora assured him that sometimes, speed just comes with time. What he should really be working on is how to handle the ball. Such a dribbling and getting pass and opponent.
Right now, Sora was his opponent. A one on one with the legend. He remembered a time were several students from other schools would track Sora all the way to her house for a one on one.
She almost refused every single one. Perhaps it was their poor attitude, but each time Sora said she wouldn't play them because they weren't worth the time of beating. None of them took that well.
She wasn't mean though. If she was sure there was talent in a player, and if they were nice in asking her, she would accept the challenge; regardless if she knew she would win or not. She just liked to play players with high spirits.
And she never bragged when she one. She would offer another challenge to them when they wanted it. If they wanted to come back later to see if they got stronger she would let them.
She would do that with Shigehiro.
Sora always let Shigehiro challenge her whenever he wanted, and never complained. When he lost she would just say, "You've gotten better Shigehiro! Come on! Come at me again! You can do it."
Those words alone seemed to encourage Shigehiro beyond belief.
His Sister always knew the right things to say.
At least that is what Kuroko wants to say. His Sister may know what to say to him, but she has no idea about what is the right or wrong thing to say to strangers.
Especially a stranger named Aomine Daiki.
"Pardon me!" In the middle of their practice, the door to outside the gym suddenly swung open and First String starter Aomine peeked his head in.
Whether it was because they were in a darkened area of the gym or because Aomine didn't give his surroundings that good of an inspection, Aomine apparently hadn't seen them.
His doubling in size, Aomine straightened, looking horrified. "W-What?" he squeaked. "B-But I just heard someone in here… was it… no, it couldn't be a ghost. Someone must have just finished practicing." He began to convince himself through rationalizing the situation. "B-But… But I heard sounds from in here just a few seconds ago." His rationalization was beginning to wither.
Looking back and forth from each other to Aomine the Kuroko siblings shuffled towards him. He didn't even seem to notice the two of them sneaking up behind him.
"Um… Excuse me." Kuroko spoke up.
Screaming like a small girl, Aomine dropped to the floor, covering his head.
"The heck?" Sora raised an eye brow as Aomine rolled into a tight ball, whimpering like a scared little kid. "It's a germ." she hid behind Kuroko.
"It's a person." he corrected.
"...Germmmmmmm."
"Ah." Kuroko's eyes widened as he came into view of Aomine's face. "Aomine-Kun?" he asked.
At the sound of his name, Aomine looked over his shoulder. His whole demeanor seemed to change from frightened to confuse when he learned the so called ghost was only another freshman.
"Wha- who are you?" Aomine pointed to him.
"Nice to meet you, I am Kuroko Tetsuya." He bowed. "I didn't mean to frighten you."
"You-" Aomine popped up to his feet, clearing his throat. "You didn't scare me." He insisted quickly. "But, what are you doing here?"
"I'm practicing." Kuroko glanced over his shoulder to his older sister, who moved to retrieve the ball on the other side of them room. Watching her as she went, Aomine titled his head.
"Are you part of the Basketball team?"
"Third string. I'm practicing to get into second string…" Kuroko narrowed his eyes. "Then to First."
That seemed to surprise the first string member. "So, you've been staying overtime every single day to get promoted huh?" he nodded. "There aren't that many guys who go that far, even in the first string." He looked amazed at the smaller boy. He didn't seem like much, but even just knowing that this kid like basketball that much… Aomine couldn't help but feel excited about that. This guy must really really love Basketball. "You must really love Basketball!"
Kuroko nodded. "Though… I'm not good at it."
"Whether your are good or bad doesn't matter to me." Aomine suddenly stepped forward. "You can't be a bad guy if you like Basketball."
Unsure of how to reply, Kuroko stared at his fellow freshman. "…I see." He felt himself smile. "Well, thank you." He turned his head towards Sora, who seemed to be busy tossing the basketball in the air and catching it to pay attention. Though he could tell she was listening.
"That is so cool!" Aomine grinned. "Alright! I've decided." He snapped his fingers.
"Hmm?" Sora and Kuroko both turned to him. "I'll practice here with you everyday from now on! And then one day, lets stand on the same court together." Aomine extended out his hand for a fist bump.
Shock, Kuroko glanced at his Sister, who turned away with a knowing smile.
"Is… that really alright?" he was baffled. No one was ever really willing to go that far for him, especially when he had just met them.
"Idiot, as I just said a few seconds ago, There is no right or wrong! As long as you love Basketball, you can't be a bad guy." Aomine frowned at needing to repeat himself.
"…" Slowly reaching up his hand, Kuroko pumped his fist to Aomine's. "Okay!"
"Aww." Across the room, Sora cooed at the sight. It seems Kuroko has quickly made a new friend, and this Aomine seemed like a good guy too.
Straightening, Aomine eyed Sora curiously. "So then, you are Kuroko's sister or something?"
Sora nodded. "Nice to meet you. I'm Kuroko Sora."
"Huh." Aomine blinked a few times. Frowning at her, he titled his back and forth.
"…What?" Sora frowned.
"Oh nothing, it is just… I feel like we have met somewhere before." Aomine shrugged.
"…" Sora turned her head, a strangled smile forming against her lips as she began to sweat.
"What?" The younger boy frowned.
"Uh… we have met before." Sora confessed. "It was a couple weeks ago."
"Really?" Aomine frowned, struggled to recall. Sora was a pretty cute girl, so he was sort of ashamed in himself for not remembering her. "Where was this again?"
"At school. I took a picture of you." Sora held up her camera.
"Oh, right. A picture- AH!" he jumped back, jabbing a finger at her. "You're the girl who blinded me!"
"…Yeah, that was me." Sora chuckled nervously. "My bad."
"Onee-chan." Kuroko sighed.
"I couldn't see for several minutes!" he yelled at her.
"Really?' Sora like some sort of Magician, pulled out her Camera from out of nowhere. "The flash shouldn't be that bright-" FLASH
Aomine screamed when Sora accidentally pressed the button again, blinding him with her bright flash. "It really was you! You jerk!" he rubbed his eyes angrily, ready to punch this girl in the face. He didn't care if it was a girl! He wasn't going to stand for constantly being blinded!
"Oh, sorry." She apologized again. She lowered her camera and waited for his eyes to adjust back to the normal lighting of the room. When he looked at her, she grinned sheepishly. "So… yeah. I feel really bad, I thought I got this whole flash thing under control."
"Well you definitely haven't!" he snapped.
"Yeah." She agreed. "So um… Oh! I know! Come over to our house tonight. I'll make you dinner!"
Confused, Aomine stared at the two blue haired siblings. "Dinner?" Was girl really inviting him over to her house? Really?!
"Yeah." She insisted. "Is that okay with you Tetsuya?"
"Fine with me. My sister is a mean cook."
Feeling intrigued, and his stomach growling, Aomine looked away in consideration. "…You promise not to blind me anymore?"
"I wont take anymore pictures of you unless I am certain the flash is not on." She swore.
That seemed to be enough for the younger teen so he nodded.
"So Daiki-"
"Aomine." He blushed.
"Right, Daiki-"
"I said, it is Aomine."
"…Daiki."
"Gah!" Aomine threw his arms up in defeat. "Fine, whatever. Call me whatever you want." He huffed as the three of them trudged back to the Kuroko home for some well deserved dinner.
"Duiki." Sora smirked.
"Wha- Where did you get that?" he gawked at her.
"Ducky?"
"You're just messing with me now." He narrowed his eyes.
"Onee-chan, stop it." Kuroko scolded.
"Sorry, sorry." She held up her hands. "So, Daiki. How long have you been doing Basketball?" she smiled.
Glad the subject was changed, he grinned. "Since before I could remember. My Dad got me a Basketball when I was small and I've been doing it ever since."
"That is amazing dedication." Kuroko commented.
"Well, when you love something you can't help but want to do it forever." Aomine folded his arms.
"…True." Sora nodded. "Well, here we are!" the three suddenly stopped as she motioned up to their house.
Looking up to the building, Aomine smiled. "It is nice." He noted.
"Thank you-" Sora paused. She was about to motion for him to go in but hesitated. Kuroko seemed just as hesitant suddenly.
"What?" Aomine frowned at the two.
"Actually, I'm feeling a little awkward with this." Sora admitted, a dark aura floating above her head like a cloud of doom. "You're the first person to ever come over to our house."
"Wha- you serious?! What about your friends?"
Neither of the Teil haired teens answered and moved up to the porch in silence. Frowning, Aomine followed.
"Well… Shuzo had dinner with us, but it wasn't at our house." Sora suddenly chipped in. "Oh wait, no. There was that one time a few years back he came to our house.
"Oh, right." Kuroko nodded.
"Shuzo? You mean… Nijimura Shuzo, our captain? You both know him?"
"Yeah." Sora smiled over her shoulder. "I played basketball with him our freshman year."
"Basketball…?" Aomine trailed off as Sora opened the door and stepped in. That can't be right. From what he heard, Shuzo was in the first string half way into his freshman year. He didn't make it the first try, that is true, but he made it by his fourth try. Was Sora apart of the lower strings? She must have played with him when he was in the lower strings before moving up to the first string.
Only two freshman had ever made it into first string two years ago, so there is no way that… that…
Wait.
He had heard the rumors. He knew every story there was to know! The story of the one and only Legend of Teikou.
Not many knew the face of the Legend. Some were just convinced that it really was just a 'Legend'. The only ones who knew were the teachers and Seniors who had witnessed it themselves. The Teachers agreed that every rumor was true, but the Seniors didn't talk about it much.
He did remember one student though. The younger brother of one of the Seniors of the first string. He was at one of the games.
He saw the Legend.
A person with blue hair who moved like a demon.
Baffled beyond words, Aomine was frozen at the door. He couldn't move.
The Kurokos stared at him confused.
"Aomine-Kun?" Kuroko asked quietly.
"Hey, you okay?" Sora agreed.
Aomine loved challenges, and here standing right before was possibly the one person who could give him the hardest challenge he would ever have to face. And he had finally found them.
Kuroko Sora
The Legend.
Aomine, no. Don't do it. I know what you are thinking. It wont end well if you challange her!
Anyway, I want to try something new! I'm gonna reply to your reviews! Here we go!
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