Away from the Emperor's Shadow

by Girlonfirebetch

Hayakawa Akira was born in a wealthy family, being the daughter of the famous former NBA player and Japanese national player-turned-successful entrepreneur Hayakawa Daisuke. However, her father had terribly wanted a son to follow in his glorious basketball career. She's then engaged to the son of her father's best friend but he seems more like a rival than a fiance to her.AkashiXoc

11. Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Meanwhile over at Rakuzan….

"Sei-chan, it's amazing how you keep pushing yourself during training"

"I'm merely not one to be so complacent. Mediocrity is a vice I do not hold" (A/N: credits to my Philosophy teacher who once quoted this! haha)

Rakuzan was just as strenuous in their practice, or maybe even more. Of course, having the reputation of being the school with the most Interhigh championship trophies and the Emperor, they had to do only such. Akashi Seijuro was named captain of Rakuzan's basketball team, the youngest ever. Did I already mention that he was popular on and off the court? Yep I think I did.

After training, Seijuro headed over to his locker and changed back to his uniform. Rakuzan was performing well under his captaincy and he was pleased. Everything was going well for him. As he made his way out of the gym, he was approached by the female manager and she handed them the information of the players from Shutoku, Touou, Kaijo, Yosen and Seirin. For no special reason, he wanted to know how his teammates were doing. He took them from her and thanked her for her hard work.

In his room, he began reading the data and files of his former teammates and their teams. Reaching Seirin, he remembered his last conversation with Kuroko during their middle school graduation, when he had asked him what victory was all about. He read through the files until he came across number 13.

Special notes: Number 13, though only a bench warmer, he is able to make fast plays. Has good footwork and specializes in stealing the ball. Not a good shooter.

Although the substitute players had no names in his file, the number 13 looked strangely familiar. His eyes looked the same with somebody he knew. Maybe he was just tired and his eyes were playing tricks on him. He yawned a bit and told himself that he needed to sleep.

Lol I'm so sorry for this shooooort chapter... And I even left it as a cliffhanger. Oh well, looks like you've just got to keep reading hahaha. Thank you for the follows, likes and reviews.

PS: I' still trying to come up with a title. Hopefully by the next chap, I'll also be able to change this story's title