Basketball has always been my life.

I'm tired of both now.

There are times when I wish that things could be the same, with me as Tetsu's light, but looking back at the past is pointless.

When I first met him, I thought it was great that he put in extra effort at the game he loves, despite the lack of potential to succeed. If anyone deserved to be noticed, it was him, which is why I found it strange that most people couldn't see him. I decided to train with him. Even if I was one of the first four first years to ever make it into the first string on their first try, a little extra practice couldn't hurt, right?

Even if we barely saw each other during the school day, we practiced together every day after school, and we ended up becoming friends. It stayed that way until our first championship, when I went to give him our usual fist bump, and it turned into a kiss. The next thing I knew, my tongue was in his mouth, and it didn't want to leave.

It was fine for a while. After our extra practices, we had a new activity. We'd kiss wherever was convenient for us, not caring about consequences. It wasn't until the middle of our second year when things started going downhill.

My power was exploding faster than anyone could have predicted, and I should've been on top of the world. Kuroko was the only one I really talked to about anything, until I hit a gorgeous blond in the head with a basketball, and he constantly bothered me afterwards. That was what really did me in.

When I kissed Tetsu now, my mind always pretended he was Kise. I held a handful of sky blue hair, wishing it would turn yellow. I used to like Tetsu's silence, but now I wanted smiles and laughter.

He just wasn't enough for me anymore. Who needs an invisible guy when you can have a model eating out of the palm of your hand?

Right after the second championship, I wanted to kill Midorima, but part of that could have been Akashi's dad's booze. Why did he get to go in the closet with Kise? I wanted to do that! I did laugh when he ran away afterwards, though. He probably got rejected, and he looked like he was about to cry. But it was our turn in the closet next, so I didn't really have time to laugh fully.

"I know you would rather be in here with Kise than with me. I just wish you would have said something first, though. I'm sorry, but I can't continue like this anymore." He left before I could say anything back.

The third year may have been even worse. Tetsu would barely speak to me, and I'm sure he was at least part of the reason I stopped going to practice. By the time we had to pick our high schools, I didn't even care what he'd picked.

It's not like it matters, though. It's not like Kise will ever happen, and besides, he's way too busy going crazy over Tetsu. But then, he does it to me, too. And I'll never find a rival, either, except maybe in the pro leagues. But I doubt it.

The only one who can beat me is me.

Well, Aomine's certainly gotten a little big for his britches, hasn't he? (And the award for Understatement of the Century goes to...)

Next is another KagaKuro! Then after that, Momoi reflects on her relationship with Aomine, and then the other Touou boys get their day in the spotlight!

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~Aurora