Chapter 13
Day 3:
Night fell over Lima, Ohio and there were various people seen slumping over the tables and beds in the phantom and emperor's room. The third day of crash courses was only nearly halfway finished, and yet the people involved in the tutoring were getting tired and frustrated over 'a basketball idiot and a dumb blond' (direct quote from Midorima) who were still scratching their heads over the most simple theories in each subject. Past papers were thrown at them and were expected to be finished after an hour and thirty minutes later, where then the whole group of temporary tutors would identically gape at sentences which could potentially win 'stupid answer of the year', then would sigh (in Midorima's case), yawn (Murasakibara was still crunching on his chips as he did so), beat them with a paper fan (Momoi's doing) and snip one of many scissors that the room supplied (no doubts about who did this).
The only subjects that Aomine and Kise showed proficiency in were Physical Education, Kise showed an interest in Physics and picked it up quickly despite the distractions of the grease marks and the occasional dead ant found in the pages of the textbook. Aomine was good at Human Biology especially on facts related to sports. They have shown significant improvement in Maths after struggling through most of the complicated stuff, but have still showed their carelessness and stupidity at some of the simple general equations as they tend to forget about stuff within 2 days. Their Chemistry results showed little improvement and their English results were not much better.
Home Economics were one of the better subjects that they hoped that everyone would have fun in, and with Murasakibara's high standard and excellence in culinary, no one should have any problems. Well, that was what they thought...
FLASHBACK:
As soon as the day's basketball practice ended, the Generation of Miracles and Momoi went straight to Murasakibara and Midorima's room, seeing the room's current state made them all sweatdrop as the two sides of the room were like polar opposites. Midorima's OCD (Oppressive Compulsive Disorder) made him a clean freak (as Aomine put it) which was reflected in the state of his side of the room, everything was spotless and neatly sorted and colour coded, not even a speck of dust was visible on his shiny laptop, his bedspread was smooth, everything was seemingly perfect.
Murasakibara's side of the room was the exact opposite of his roommate's space; sweet wrappers and chip packets were strewn all across the room, bedsheets and blankets messily piled on the bed, a huge pile of uneaten snacks stacked up next to his bunk. The only place that was clean and orderly in Murasakibara's area was the pantry, the fridge was stocked up and spotless, equipment was washed until it literally gleamed. Such difference in cleanliness when it comes to cooking.
"Midorimacchi! How do you stand living like this?!" Kise yelled suddenly, startling the tsundere.
"Baka. It's not like I wanted to, Oha Asa predicted bad luck for Cancers since the start of the year, and the only way to counter it is to stay with a Libra at all times. Furthermore none of you would be in a room with him anyways. Aomine is a pervert and he will taint Murasakibara's mind, not that I care nanodayo, and he won't let his boyfriend Kise sleep near Murasakibara. Akashi and Kuroko are also inseparable, so the only choice is me nanodayo. As long as he doesn't disturb me then its fine nanodayo."
Midorima's long dialogue made everyone fall silent and stare at him, making him twitch, slightly uncomfortable "What?"
"Midorima-kun, you are surprisingly caring for the tsundere you are, what did Murasakibara do to you to make you change?"
"KUROKO!"
Murasakibara had planned to make a simple vanilla sponge cake for a demonstration, it had turned out like the other cakes he baked: perfect. For the rest of the session he allowed the others to give it a go, which turned out to be pretty interesting and amusing and for some, pretty revolting. Akashi and Kuroko had no problems whatsoever as the Emperor was absolute and the vanilla loving phantom had been ever so careful not to mess up his precious treat. Midorima' lucky item for the day (which was a glass vial of strawberry-scented perfume) kept getting in the way and a slight nudge from Kise's elbow made it clunk onto the mixing bowl and completely fall into the cake batter, breaking the bottle and drenching it in vanilla flavoured and the now strawberry-scented goop, making him gasp and collapse onto the floor moaning about the demise of his lucky item (it happened every time). Aomine's cake was overcooked and burnt to a crisp ("like father, like son" Kise sniggered and led to a few muffled snorts within the other people, Aomine overheard and gave Kise a 'fist bump' on the head) and the pile of undercooked mush that turned out to be Kise's product was immediately deemed inedible by everyone else.
"Well, that's everyone then. Clean up and go immediately to me and Tetsuya's room for some more revision." Akashi's words were ignored by Momoi as she pouted "Aka-kun, you forgot about me!" and held up a cracked cake with greenish gray specks in the icing.
The temperature in the room immediately dropped 10 degrees, cold sweat was beaded on the many rapidly paling faces. Midorima hissed in an undertone to Aomine "Oh gods, we forgot about her, why did we even tell her to come here in the first place? She will kill us with her cooking!" Kise overheard the whispered comment and nodded feverently.
"Tetsu-kun! Try my cake, it's your favourite vanilla!" the overly enthusiastic squeal hit Kuroko's ears and he shrank a fraction towards Akashi but didn't want to turn her down so he took a tiny piece and bit down, instantly he choked and his face turned ash-gray, face still stoic as he fell wordlessly on the ground, soul floating out.
"KUROKOCCHI!"
"TETSU!"
"KUROKO!"
"KURO-CHIN!"
"TETSUYA!"
"..."
Attempted CPR, attempted Heimlich maneuver, 10 glasses of water and 20 glasses of vanilla milkshakes later...
"Satsuki."
"Hai, Aka-kun?"
"Try to let us do the cooking next time."
FLASHBACK END
Akashi supported the half-conscious phantom player back to the room and let him sleep it off, he handled the rest of the studying himself. The remaining subject of the night was history, after Aomine and Kise nearly dozing all the way through 2 hours worth of facts on the Civil war and American Revolution Akashi finally called it a night.
"Daiki. Ryouta. I expect that both of you will revise in your spare time. If you pass your midterms, I will forgive you on trying to sneak away to sleep on the rooftop, Daiki. As for you Ryouta, I will forgive for you being late for the last match."
"EHHH? Akashicchi, I was held up by my fans!"
"Silence, Ryouta. You were the one who gave them your autographs."
"Demo-"
"Double your training menu tomorrow for one week."
"Mou Akashicchi, hidoi-ssu..."
"What did you say, Ryouta? I didn't quite catch that."
"Nothing!"
WILL CONTINUE NEXT CHAPTER
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Sorry about the slow updating, my exams are getting in the way, but good news is that I only have one week until the holidays, so I hope that I will have more time to update on this.