A/N: Okaaay Ojou-sama is Teiko's head/overall manager and muse. Sometimes she's also called the Witch of Teiko.

Not betaed. Read at your own risk.

Special Chapter 002

"Why do you think Shirogane-san called us?" Momoi asked her long time friend, Aomine Daiki, worriedly. The two of them along with the members of the first string were on their way to the school's main gym.

It was a fine afternoon and the first string members continued to bicker back and forth as they walk. They were taking their time in going to the gym, yes, but they did not want to break the peaceful atmosphere they have at the moment. It was the only time that they could not be the 'First String'. Well, not only that but a short break from practice is good for them.

After a few minutes of walking in turns and twists, they arrived at the main gym.

"Look, Dai-chan! The second and third strings are also here." Momoi whispered excitedly. It is not that often that the whole of Teiko's men basketball team were in a single place. And also, the one that called them is the head coach of the team. "Look! There are also the managers and coaches! Oh! Ojou-sama and the adviser are at the stage!"

"Idiot." Daiki said while he stared at his friend. "If they are there, then what are you doing here? Shouldn't you also be up there with them?"

And so, Momoi hurriedly walked towards the stage and he was left alone with the others. Good riddance, he could say.

After a few more minutes, the first up to the third string were up and standing in their own places while the officials sat at the stage. Their head coach went and called their attention.

"Good afternoon. As you could see, I called for an abrupt emergency general meeting. I know that you are eager to practice and train this afternoon but before that, I have to tell some great news. So without further ado.."

He then pointed a clicker at the wall screens at the side of the gym. The screens blared to life and what they saw shocked them.

It was a photo of the head coach wearing a pink tutu and tight fit pink leggings along with a fluffy and sparkly fairy wings with a wand on his hand. The good thing that was on the photo is that he is with a female child who wears a similar get-up. Maybe it's because of the child, that he has to wear that? Still, they would forever be scarred for life.

The head coach coughed awkwardly and continued on.

"That was not supposed to be there but here it is."

And again, there on the screens was a photo of Sannoh's and Shohoku's men basketball team.

"Two legendary basketball teams," Shirogane said through the microphone. "Sannoh. It is the team that won countless of times in the Nationals, a thorough AA team. They're the number 1 basketball team in high school. The players you could see on the screen were said to be the best players, the best team in Sannoh's history.

"Shohoku. They are the no name team and yet they were able to win against Sannoh. They are class C team, the trashes as we call them. Their only redeeming factors are that their starters are strong. This no-name team is now called the Japan's Edelweiss, and to be called as such by not only the sports fans but also the sports officials is a huge thing.

"So why am I showing them to you? The answer is because at exactly six months from now, these two teams would be our opponents in a practice game."

Chaos arose as questions and whispers combined making such a loud noise for their head coach. They only stopped talking when Shirogane performed the Macarena right there on the stage, in front of them.

"So let us call the person who made it possible, our very helpful and kind, ojou-sama, please come here to the front."

"Uh. Eh. Thank you, head coach." Their ojou-sama said. She took the microphone and the clicker from their coach and stared at the basketball team. They are all excited and giddy and she too is the same as them but she has to do her duties first.

"They are the best, we are not." She started. "They have won and we still haven't yet. And though they are in high school, though they are a lot stronger than us, they have agreed in a practice match. If we are to fight them now, we would lose. Teiko never loses. Teiko wins. And so if they were to play against us at what costs is it? What made them agree to it? They agreed because of your potential. They agreed because after all the calculations we have made, in six months with our training, we could increase our winning probability into seventy five percent up to eighty three percent winning probability. And if they are the 'Japan's number 1' and 'Japan's Edelweiss', then we would become the 'Generation of Miracles'!"

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"Six months, huh?" Daiki murmured with his ever present smile when speaking about basketball. They were all still inside the main gym as the meeting was still ongoing. "Can someone remind me, how did it come to this again?"

Tetsuya bopped him on the head which almost gave him a heart attack because really, after all the practice they had, he could still be shocked and frightened at his friend's appearing and disappearing act. "Ojou-sama said that we have to be reshuffled."

"Yeah. Yeah. I get that." Daiki replied petulantly. It's just that he could not understand the logic of reshuffling! "But why are we supposed to be grouped along with the second and third strings?"

Tetsuya sighed and stared at the floor. "They're not that bad, Aomine-kun."

"They wanted to test us," their captain, Shuzo Nijimura, replied. "For the first strings to learn how to adapt with weaker team mates and for the third strings to adapt to stronger team mates just so they would be motivated to do their best."

"However, it might be that in the end only the first strings would be in the court." Seijuro told them. It wasn't that he's degrading the other strings; it was just that as far as he had seen the second and third strings could barely keep up with them.

"So," Ryota said energetically. He was smiling again like a child who got a jar of cookies. "Generation of Miracles, eh?"

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"We have to train with weights?"

"On the arms and on the feet."

"But I could barely do the fifty laps!"

"The witch said we also have to carry someone on our backs along with the weights!"

"NOOOOOOO!"

"Yep. I saw the training list she prepared."

"You saw the evils already?!"

"What is it?"

"I don't think I want to know."

"But I want to tell you!"

"NO! I am not listening!"

"Well here it is!"

"I can't hear you~!"

"Fifty laps around the school campus."

"La~La~La~La~"

"That's too big!"

"Twenty laps around the basketball gyms. Starting from first string's gym to third string's gym."

"I think there's something evil next."

"Me too."

"Yep. Twenty laps with weights: One kilo of weights a week which would go up till we reach the fifth month."

"T-Twenty kilos?!"

"That's too heavy!"

"Fifteen laps around one gym with weights and the person we would carry on our backs."

"I don't think I could do it."

"Believe in yourself! We can't give up now!"

"Wait. There's more. The fifteen laps would be from the second month up to the sixth month."

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Momoi could only stare as she felt her heart stop beating when she saw ojou-sama give the training regime she made for the team to the head coach. And she paled even further when the head coach placed his signature on the paper, signaling his approval. She could only pray that her beloved, Tetsu, would last and still be alive after six months.

What: Practice games between new temporary groups

Weights and person on the back

Third month till the sixth.

Maybe she really has to offer prayers to the temples and shrines till it's over? Or maybe the practice matches against those teams were a no-no?

-tbc

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