Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basuke belongs to Tadatoshi Fujimaki, who wrote and illustrated the manga. And Production I.G adapted the anime. The only things I do own are my OCs and a simple plot story.
Note to self: This chapter was updated on March 23, 2014.
Author's note: Sorry about the 3-week delay. :3 If you didn't know, I am working on another fanfic that has more priority than this one. (This fanfic was just for fun to begin with anyway.) And I might end up updating slow again for the next chapter. …Enjoy reading! XD
Chapter 11
Stop looking at me like that.
Ever since I met the members of the Basketball Club, it hadn't even been two weeks yet and I was already overwhelmed by the events that took place. And to be exact, it was ten days ago when I met Aida. …It felt like it was just yesterday though!
Speaking of which, yesterday was when Aida and the others came to my house. …And I noticed Aomine left with a very sour face. …Gosh, I really dislike him. I think he was the first person who I came to feel this way. This was the result of interacting with people, because when people talk to each other, hate would gloom over everything.
Enough of that. Today was Sunday and I was going to spend it with my sisters. Biking. Yes, biking! I love biking when I go down the hill and just feel the wind in my hair!
…Too bad my oldest sister couldn't come, not that I really cared though. She went to study in her room and said something about an exam coming up. So, it was just Aya, Saki, Mami, and I. …Now that I mentioned it, my exams were in the next two weeks.
Eh, I could always study later.
Riding on my bike, in a hue of a light blue that reminded me of Kuroko's hair color, I was ahead of my sisters. I wasn't sure who was behind me in what order, so I kept going, taking the route we always had taken. This neighborhood was often emptied too therefore this was the best route.
In about a block around the left corner, I was expecting a small park. Then I recalled there was also a basketball court there too. No one was there regularly, so I also expected nobody to occupy it. But then when I made my turn to the left, I saw the park. I felt my eyes widened when I saw familiar people at the basketball court.
There was Akashi, Murasakibara, Midorima, Kise, and Aomine. …What were they doing over there?! I never had seen them here before! Was this a dream?!
Oh, I just noticed the invisible Kuroko too. He was talking to Aomine and they both were smiling about something at the center of the court. I slowed my speed and curiously stared at Aomine's smiling face. He seemed really happy.
And he had a good smile. How come he never showed it before? He was more approachable grinning like that, stupid dumbass.
Afterward, I came to a complete stop when Mami shouted. "Hey, those people are from Sachiko's school!" Mami noted excitingly.
I wanted to yell at her for revealing our presences, but too late, Kuroko just looked over to us first. Mami stopped her black bike. Even Saki, on her dark violet bike, slowed down to be by Mami's right side while as Aya stopping her red-pink bike behind the two younger sisters.
We were only about fifty meters away from one another, guys and girls. And we all stared at each other. …I wonder which sister was looking at whom because my eyes caught Aomine's blank gaze.
God, damn.
I really hoped to not see him on my beautiful Sunday since I just saw him yesterday. Why the hell did we have to run into each other here?
[*~*]
All of the four bikes were set inside the basketball court by the gray-wired fences. I was right beside them and watched my sisters talking to the boys from my school. My arms were crossed to my chest and I tried to pretend not to watch. My vision was blurry, but I kept note what was unfolding before me.
I pouted with jealousy when Mami was talking to Kuroko, the guy she thought was cute the other time when she saw the memo. Kuroko was expressionless as always, though I think I saw a faint smile when Mami laughed cheerfully about something. Those two better not get together, because Mami was still in elementary school.
Aya and Saki seemed to be chatting with Kise most of the time. Midorima and Aya almost seemed like they did not like each other, but Aya was nice so she simply smiled. Saki had turned to Murasakibara and the rest of my sisters were amazed by his height.
And Akashi's scary eyes almost imitated the girls, however Saki daringly looked at him in the eye and acted rather nice today. The same with Aya, who had greeted Akashi with respect before we entered this place. As for Mami, she refused to even talk to him.
Of course, there was Aomine. I know Mami was upset about him for me, but all of my sisters talked to him like nothing happened.
It was like we never met each other before.
"Break time is over," Akashi declared as he walked off with the basketball under his right arm.
Kise winked to my sisters, "Excuse us, cuties."
I closed my eyes and rubbed my head. Letting my sisters do what they want, I moved to get on my bike.
"Hey, it's going to rain," Murasakibara had said.
Turning my eyes back to them, Midorima remarked, "That's why I say we shouldn't come out to play today."
"Eh, you guys aren't practicing?" Saki asked.
While Murasakibara's hand was covering the light over his eyes and staring up at the cloudy sky, Aomine snarled, "Who said we were practicing? We're just hanging out." Saki pouted to him as a response.
"Oh, then let's all hang out and get something to eat," Kise grinned. "With Suzu-senpai and her sisters!"
"What?" Midorima almost glared to Kise.
I flattened my eyes at the blonde as Murasakibara nodded with complete agreement. "I want ice cream," the purplehead raised his hand. And then he looked over to Akashi, "Can we, Aka-chin?"
Right when Akashi stopped walking, I loudly said, "I'm going home."
"Eh?" Mami sharply turned to see me. "Sachiko, don't you want ice cream?"
I took the handles of my bikes without any further delay. "We didn't even bring money, did you want the boys to pay for you?" I frowned at my cute sister's upside down smile.
While I ignored all of the boys' expressions, Aya chuckled, "True."
"Oh well," Saki shrugged with a simple smile.
This was good. Could we all go now? I don't want to be here any longer than I already was. I just want to get away. Run away.
"Why the hell are you so scared about?" Aomine's voice demanded. My eyes rolled and I looked elsewhere. "Do you actually think someone will like you or something, huh? You're dreaming too much."
Why were we even saying it here? Well, I was glad it was just my sisters and these boys. So I did not mind showing my bitchy face since I still get the feeling Aomine liked me. When I glared to Aomine, I snorted, "Anyone who likes me is obviously blind. I'm not worried at all."
He glared right back.
Kuroko waved his hand, making me remember he was still around. "Please do not argue, everyone" he said with a concerned face.
I relaxed my tensed muscles and frowned, "Okay, I'm heading back home."
"We haven't gone out for an hour yet," Aya's voice complained. But I didn't care and I rode right out of the court. And I didn't care if my sisters followed or not. I was only heading home, so I didn't need anyone to come with me.
Right around the corner, my sisters really did not intend to go anywhere. Good for them. When it came to being with boys who come to like me, they should know how stubborn I was and how dramatic I took it.
Before I completely couldn't see with my poor vision, I saw Aomine still looking at me. He was glaring, but it felt different this time…
I wanted to put a wider gap between Aomine and I. Why the fuck does he like me? I hated that. I would show him every ugly side of me to make him back off.
He… He deserved someone better. Just stop looking at me like that already. It was getting on my nerves.
[*~*]
I decided to skip Monday. I mean, I did attend school, but I didn't want to go to the Basketball Club. Not when I gave an attitude like that to Aomine. I actually detested hurting people's feelings. So the sooner he saw how much of a bitch I was, the better. I missed talking to Aida and Momo-chan after school too.
Tuesday morning, I was on my way to class. I made sure not to run into Aomine like last time during that vending machine incident. Although, I always took the same route every morning, so there was no chance of running into him even now, right?
I reached the second floor, but before I was even a single step away from getting onto the second floor, a foot rose and the bottom of it leaned against the stair wall to my right. I glanced to my left and saw Hanamiya smirking down from the upper floor. He purposely blocked my way up. He was lucky to have long legs.
…But, fuck, what was his problem now? He was also lucky to be a second year like me to be up here in the morning.
"Hey," he greeted.
Please, please, please don't tell me he liked me too. I would kill every single one of them, I swear! And paint their blood on some bitch's bedroom and…! Or maybe I was thinking too much.
"You're free after school?" he asked me with the same smirk.
"Nope," I replied with an innocent smile. …I didn't know why I smiled though.
Hanamiya smirked wider, "Oh really? What are you doing after school?"
"The Basketball Club."
"How about afterwards then?"
I scowled, "Home. I have to catch up with a Manga."
"Oh, sad," he snickered as he looked away. "What a boring girl."
As much as that hurt to hear him say it loudly, it was the truth. How nice of Hanamiya for noticing! That was one point out of a thousand, you fucking asshole. Now, if only I could have the guts to say that to his annoying face.
As he grinned to me again, he wondered, "I don't know why Aomine even took an interest in you. Didn't they say he likes girls with big tits?"
…Eh? …Did everyone know about Aomine? Have they been talking it behind my back? It didn't matter, but I asked myself anyway.
Before I realized it, I questioned, "Do you care about who Aomine likes?"
He sneered, "Nope. Not a bit." I smiled again. There was something about Hanamiya that kept me smiling and cursing at him mentally. "…But I am now. You and I can go play whenever you feel like it."
…
"You're just as disgusting as Aomine," I felt myself making a bitter face. "He likes big tits and you like to 'play,' you say?" I didn't feel like talking to him anymore, so I stopped it there. Walking up the steps, I tried to push his leg that still blocked my way. But of course, I was reminded how weak I was and my anger ceased when Hanamiya laughed at my strength.
"Do you actually think I like you?" he said, smirking sadistically. "I lied, you piece of shit. No one ever would do you."
Again, how cute of him to lie. If I was bolder, I punch him in the nuts right now for it was wide opened. It would be cute to see him cry in pain. That was okay to imagine, right? I laughed and covered my mouth right after when I realized I actually did laugh out loud.
Ignoring how Hanamiya took my random laugh, I pushed again. And then he quickly moved his leg away and I fell forward. Shit. When I landed on my stomach, hurting my palms that touched the hard ground first, Hanamiya snorted, "You really are boring. Why would a girl wear mini shorts under her skirt?"
I got up and smooth my skirt down. Seriously, I was so done talking to him. Without looking at him, I noticed other students were watching. Paying no attention, like I always had done every school year, I walked to my class.
…Hm, I think I just heard Kiyoshi's voice. Sounded like he was talking to Hanamiya disapprovingly.
Well, at least I knew there were still good guys out there. Although, it was still better to ignore everything around me.
[*~*]
Fucking Hanamiya Makoto. I have been thinking about him all day. I wanted to kill him over and over. This better not end up like that one Manga where the female protagonist hated this one guy, who purposely made her hate him so she could think about him all the time.
Blah, disgusting man. I would cut off Hanamiya's thing and stuff it in his—okay, relax, Sachiko. He was not worth thinking about. Pretend he liked you and you can just treat him how you treated Aomine.
Yeah, sounded like a good plan. I would go with that.
I was on my way to the girl's locker room. When I finally turned the doorknob, I frowned first before opening.
Aomine better not be in there. I couldn't remember when I last did this. Why couldn't he learn and respect my wish? If I do see him, I'd cut off his thing first. There better be scissors in there somewhere. I was about to get violent. …Not that I would really do it, but still.
As I opened the door, I entered and went through the short looped hall. Coming into the bigger room, there was no sign of Aomine. Oh. That was nice. Finally.
Wait! I was here early, so he might come before the club starts. Alrighty, then, I should go find those scissors while I have time!
Just as I took a couple of steps, the sound of the door had already opened. I snapped and turned around and saw Aomine walking out of from the looped hallway. Quietly, I stared at his serious face. He didn't look like he came here to change clothes, so I stood there and waited while we both were still.
"Senpai."
"Y-Yeah?" I blinked a couple of times. This felt awkward. Why the face? What was up with the silence?
Ah, fuck.
Aomine's face remained the same as if his resolved was strengthened. "If I said I like you, would you stop giving me the cold shoulder and go out with me?"
SHIT.
…How long was I staring at him this time?
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