Title: Dimensional Lovers
Rating: T
DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and Kuroko no Basket belongs to Tadatoshi Fujimaki. Two respected mangaka! I do not own the characters in any way nor the story plot. Only the idea of this fanfiction!
MizukixTsukiyomi's Notes: Well, I decided to make a cheesy one-shot with Shintaro Midorima from Kuroko no Basket. He is a tsundere so I decided to make him blush. It is cheesy and corny so there is your warning now! It was a random thought I had during the weekend so...here you go. Please don't be harsh if you hated it. I know it isn't the best compared to the rest.
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Thank you for those who have been supporting me so far! Greatly appreciate it. I hope you enjoy!
Did I mention how much I love writing Takao's character?
Anime: Inuyasha x Kuroko no Basket
Characters: Kagome Higurashi x Shintaro Midorima
Chapter 14: Shintaro Midorima - Lucky Miko
A thin green eyebrow twitched as the same color of eyes continued to stare at the screen on his phone. He knew everyone he had ever come in contact with thought his obsession with 'lucky' items was ridiculous, but he was beginning to believe it upon reading the 'needed' item of the day.
'A miko?' he rubbed his temples with his wrapped fingers. 'I swear, Oha-Asa is requesting the impossible.'
"Shin-chan!"
His eyebrow twitched once more as he recognized the annoying voice calling out to him. An arm wrapped around his shoulders, stopping him from his walk.
"What do you want, Takao?"
"Oh? Someone is quite grumpy today," the point guard smirked at how easily he could ruffle his feathers. "What? Did Oha-Asa say you would have a miserable day today? What is the item of the day now?"
The green haired male remained silent and shut his phone off. He didn't need Takao to humiliate him any further with Oha-Asa's request.
"Are you not going to tell me? Remember that we have a game today and I am quite sure you wouldn't be playing without that lucky item of yours," chuckled Takao. "So? What is it?"
Shintaro mumbled under his breath.
"Huh? What was that?"
"A miko."
Takao took a few blinks in, processing the word. "A…miko?"
A pregnant silence echoed between them before Takao removed his arm and hugged his stomach as he laughed.
"Stop laughing!" glared the shooting guard. He was sure the nerve was showing on his forehead as he continued to see the black haired male laugh his enjoyment from his very own embarrassment. "Takao!"
"Gomen! Gomen!" he chuckled out his apology, wiping away the tears. "But are you being serious?"
"Oha-Asa said that the day would bring misfortunes but would give an unexpected win if having a miko in possession," Shintaro fixed his glasses higher up his nose.
Takao placed his hands inside his pants' pockets: "But where on earth are you going to get a miko in this day and age? If you do," Takao placed his hand over his mouth, trying to hold back his laugh, "she would probably be an old miko lady with wrinkles and such."
"Uruse!"
The point guard smirked: "So? Any ideas?"
Shintaro hated to admit it, but for the first time ever he felt clueless. Where was he supposed to get a miko?
"Did it say if it had to be an actual human?" he questioned him. "If it didn't, then why don't you just go to a nearby shrine and buy one of those miko dolls?"
Shintaro turned his attention to his teammate and had to give him credit. It was true that he horoscope didn't specify if the miko had to be real or not. Before he could turn and scout on his lucky item, Takao stopped him as he placed his hand on his shoulder.
"Remember! You better come back before the game starts so I would hurry!" Takao let his friend go and laughed his way back into the school gates.
Adjusting his glasses once more, he grunted under his breath: "You don't need to remind me what I already know, nanodayo."
"There! Finally done!" Kagome brushed away the hair strands from her forehead and tucked them behind her ear. She smiled, admiring her clean work of sweeping the shrine's grounds. Never had she thought she would be wearing the traditional miko garments, but ever since the well had closed on her after the completion of the Shikon no Tama, she felt whole and warm just by wearing the traditional clothing.
Sure, it may have been pathetic to some if they knew her reason for doing so, but fortunately to her, not the whole world was aware of her past adventures five hundred years to the past. She was just content with the work she had around the shrine after she got back from school.
Even her own grandfather was more than glad that she had decided to take over the family shrine, but of course, that included maintaining it.
'Who knew taking care of this shrine alone was a lot of work,' she sighed, looked over to the shed. 'Now I need to rearrange the boxes and dust off the shelves.'
"Kagome!"
The called miko looked over her shoulder, watching as her grandfather called her out from the window in their house.
"Remember that we need to get the shrine ready for tomorrow! A grade school is coming over for a field trip!"
"Hai, hai," she sighed and waved him off with a smile. Re-tying her hair in a low ponytail, she carried the broom over to the tool shed. 'And he even requested me to dress up as a miko and give them a tour.' She chuckled as she made her way outside. "At least he isn't asking me to give them the story of the Shikon no Tama. Who knows how much information I will leak."
Her eyes glided over to the left, noticing a male standing at the top of the stairs. Her attention was quickly brought to his green hair, something she was not used to - at least not in her time. Blinking, she continued to observe his own actions as he seemed to be looking for something.
"Ano…may I help you?"
The green haired male looked over to the miko as she walked towards him. He was embarrassed to even say his purpose for arriving to the nearest shrine. Never did he think he would have to request for such an object.
"Are you looking for something?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
The male pushed in his glasses with his fingers, noticing how her cerulean orbs blinked upon seeing the many white bandages over his slender digits. "I…am looking for something."
"Something? And what would that be?"
"An object."
"Uh…huh," Kagome nodded. "And what kind of object would that be?"
He wasn't sure what was stopping him from saying what he wanted. He usually wasn't this embarrassed of things like this since he always dropped by with a weird item daily, but something of this request just wouldn't come out from his lips.
"A miko."
"Excuse me?" blinked Kagome, taken back slightly from his words. "A…miko?"
"Yes," he narrowed down his eyes, "I am aware that this is a shrine open to the public. Do you have any miko dolls?"
Kagome's eyes flickered over and over again at his request. A doll? A miko doll nonetheless is what this guy wanted. Was she hearing right? She had come across many things, but she never imagined a high school teen coming over to request a doll.
"Gomenasai…," she replied, "but we don't have any miko dolls. All we have are key chains and other artifacts."
Shintaro cursed under his breath, turning his head away from her questioning gaze. Now he was in a deep world of miserable events. He needed the damn item! He had never gone a day without a lucky item and he was not going to let the first day be today especially when there was a game in less than forty-five minutes!
"May I ask why you need a miko…doll?" she blinked, catching him out of his inner yells.
"It isn't anything for you to be concerned about," he composed himself, closing his eyes.
"Kagome! Are you done with the shed?!"
The miko looked over to the window once again, watching as her grandfather appeared once again.
"Ah, no! I will do it in a minute!" she assured him before he went back into the house.
The taller male observed the girl in front of him and took in the clothing she wore. Those were traditional miko garments…right?
"Are you a miko?"
Bringing her attention back to him, she nodded: "Uh, yeah…"
"A true miko?"
'What is up with this guy?' Kagome nodded once again. "Well, I guess you can say that." She looked over to her side: 'Not that I can tell him about my true miko abilities and such.'
Kagome felt his fingers wrap around her wrist and beginning to drag her down the stairs.
"W-Wait! Wait a minute! What do you think you're doing!?" she exclaimed, trying to yank her wrist away from his grasp.
"You will be good enough," he replied, focusing his attention ahead. "I need my lucky item today and I am not about to lose a game because I couldn't find a miko."
"Huh!?" she blinked, shock taking over her expression and felt herself being placed on the back of a wooden wagon. Turning her head around, she watched as her kidnapper go onto the attached bicycle and began to pedal away from the shrine.
"O-Oi! This is kidnapping!"
"I require of your services," he ignored her protest.
Kagome turned her attention to her home, watching as the view of her desired spot become smaller as the distance only grew larger. She glared at her kidnapper: "Stop this thing now."
"Sorry, but I cannot."
"I will report you."
"Do what you like."
"Why you…," Kagome's eyes tightened before sitting cross legged on her spot seeing that jumping off would only lead to her harm. Huffing a stand of hair away, she looked over her shoulder. "So? Why do you need a miko so bad?"
"It is my lucky item of the day," he replied, his attention ahead, knowing he had less than twenty minutes now before the game started.
"Lucky…what?" she blinked. "Don't tell me you are superstitious?"
The male scoffed at her words before making an abrupt stop in front of what looked like a gym. Kagome blinked, hearing the sounds of bouncing balls on a court. "Huh?" feeling the stop of the vehicle, Kagome looked behind her shoulder to see the green haired teen beginning to get off his seat. Deciding it was the best time to escape, Kagome made her own jump off the wooden wagon only to feel a hand clasp around her wrist.
"You aren't going anywhere. You are to stay by my side for the day," he glared at her.
"What the-!? Hey! There should be a mutual agreement to this!" she shouted back. "I am going back to the shrine!"
"Look!" Shintaro pulled her to his eyes. "Oha-Asa said I needed a miko for today. It didn't specify if the miko needed to be a doll or real but if I come across a true miko then I will take it. Chances are that my luck will double if the miko is real, right?" He began to pull her towards the gym doors.
"Hold on!" Kagome blinked, watching as he opened the doors to the gym and revealed the two opposing teams warming up on the court. She stood still, watching as the teams went back and forth with their own teams before the actual game began. "Basketball?"
"Now, go sit and don't you dare move," he glared at her, only to receive a glare back from the miko.
"Fine. Fine. Whatever, Mr. Superstitious," Kagome sighed, seeing she was not going to be able to get out of this. She walked over to a chair and sat, watching as her kidnapper stripped himself of his orange jacket and placed it over his bench.
"Oh? Shin-chan!" Takao ran over to his friend and nudged his side with his elbow. "So? Where is your precious miko doll?" The black haired male looked around the green head's body, trying to find his hand holding the said 'lucky' item. "Huh? Why are you empty handed?"
"I'm not, baka," Shintaro pushed in his glasses once more.
"Huh?" Takao looked around and noticed the miko sitting on the chair as she observed around the court. "Is…that a girl? A real…girl?"
"Obviously, nanodayo," scoffed Shintaro as he stretched out his arms.
"Why on earth did you bring a real girl?" he blinked, quite curious how the tall male even brought the girl over. She was wearing the traditional miko garments as far as he could tell, but how on earth did Shintaro come across one? A young one, nonetheless!?
Shintaro walked forward into the court, leaving the black haired teammate back in his continued stare on the miko. Takao quickly turned around: "You kidnapped her didn't you!?"
"So what?"
"What?" Takao's smirk appeared. "Did she say no to you and reject you?"
Shintaro's eyebrow twitched, seeing where this was going. "Takao, I advise you to focus on the game."
"Hai, hai," he shrugged back and took one last glance at the miko, seeing her sigh and rest her cheek into her palm. "But I will give you credit for getting a kawaii miko."
Kagome was awed by the game play that she was presented with. After she had realized it was a basketball game, she thought she would have been bored from watching, but they had surprised her and shown her otherwise. But who had surprised her the most was the green haired player.
His three-point shooting was unbelievable along with the confidence that he knew one-hundred percent that he would make it in without a mistake. Kagome looked over to the score board, watching that the game was almost over.
'I am still confused though…why does he need luck when he is good?' A sigh escaped her lips, shaking her head while hearing the referee's whistle, signaling the end of the game. Upon opening her eyes, she jumped slightly at the sight of Takao's appearance with a grin glued on his lips.
"So? You are Shin-chan's lucky item? It would seem so since it is thanks to you he was able to perform well and win."
She blinked; silent.
"I am quite surprised he was able to get a miko, a real one actually. Many shrines like to put a show and give pretend mikos during festivals and such," he chuckled, "but your clothes seem like the real thing. In fact," he observed her hakama, "they look vintage."
"They…are," she whispered in reply.
"Oi, Takao," Shintaro pulled him away from the back of his shirt. "You are scaring her."
"Says the one who kidnapped me," Kagome raised an eyebrow. "So, can I leave now?" she came to a standing position, adjusting her hakama.
"So you did kidnap her," smirked Takao, nudging the vice-captain with his elbow once again. "Didn't know you were into that."
"Takao…," he grunted his name, making the black haired male laugh.
"Hai, hai, I am out," he sent the miko a smile. "Well, it was nice meeting you, uh-"
Kagome blinked, realizing that the whole time she had been there, she didn't even know their names. "Higurashi Kagome…"
Takao smiled at the miko: "My name is Takao Kazunari and this big green hair guy is Midorima Shintaro." The smirk widened on the black haired player: "Ah, well, Kagome-chan, I hope you forgive Shin-chan here for bringing you here against your will. You know, he just can't live without his lucky item," he gave her a wink. "Or maybe he kidnapped you for a different reason since you know, he isn't really lucky himself with the ladies."
"Ta-ka-o…," Shintaro's eyes tightened into a glare, watching as his friend laughed his way out of the death situation.
The miko tilted her head to the side: "Oh, well, that explains why you kidnapped me."
"Urusai!" he shouted back, a blush spreading onto his cheeks.
She chuckled at his sudden change in behavior. Composing back to her usual self, the miko looked at the tall teen in front of her. "Well, I will be leaving then."
Shintaro sighed, grabbing his orange jacket off the bench: "I will take you home."
"You…don't have to," she blinked as she stopped at the entrance of the gym.
"The least I can do since…I kidnapped you," he looked away after zipping up his jacket onto his person. "I have to return the lucky item anyways."
"Ah…right," she nodded.
"Takao," called Shintaro over his shoulder, stopping him from leaving the other side of the gym, "take the wagon."
"Huh!?"
"You really didn't have to walk me home," she spoke. She looked around the streets, watching as people who walked by stared at her weirdly. "You are getting stares for being with me due to my clothing."
"Learn to ignore," he closed his eyes, walking beside her.
"Hmm," Kagome's eyebrow rose, "well someone is a tsundere."
Shintaro stopped in his tracks, a nerve hitting his forehead. Turning his head over his shoulder, he watched her stop. "A what?"
"Tsundere," she blinked. "You know, a person who acts cold and-"
"I know what it is," he glared as he resumed his walk.
Kagome chuckled under her breath and caught up to him. "So, may I ask a question?"
"What?"
"Why are you so paranoid in having a lucky item each day? Is it for your games?" She looked ahead, tucking a hair strand behind her ear. "I mean, it doesn't seem like you need it. From what I saw, you are…good at what you do." The miko looked away, unsure if her words were too…blunt.
Shintaro looked the other way: "Luck is not only placed during a game. Luck should be believed throughout the whole day."
"If…you say so," Kagome sighed and noticed his fingertips with the white bandages. Her eyes were set on the index finger on his right hand, watching as the bandage was becoming loose. "I have another question…"
"Another one?" he raised an eyebrow with an irritated glare.
"Why…do you bandage your fingers?"
The green haired male sighed stopping at the end of the stairs leading to the shrine. He turned around to face the miko seeing she was still waiting for an answer.
"To protect my hands. If anything were to happen to them, they will affect my way of playing."
"Uh…huh," she blinked. This guy was really high maintenance and way too over superstitious. "Well, I guess I am glad I helped…in some way." Kagome scratched her cheek and looked back over to the stairs. "Then, this is where I go."
Shintaro looked away from her eyes: "I…apologize for…taking you against your will."
"Huh?"
"I won't repeat myself," he scoffed.
Chuckling, Kagome nodded in accepting the apology. Looking back down onto the loose bandage, her hands grabbed his wrist and raised it up to her eyes. Shintarou's eyes widened at the contact and turned to her with a questioning stare.
"W-What are you doing?" he stuttered.
Kagome reached with her free hand behind her head and took out the white ribbon holding back the low ponytail and letting her hair loose. Bringing the ribbon to his finger, she removed the loose the bandage and began to wrap her own ribbon around his finger.
"Well, since you take care of your hands so well for a game, then this is my way of accepting your apology," she sent him a smile. "I do hope luck continues to follow you, Midorima-kun."
Shintaro's eyes landed on the tapped finger with her ribbon. He took notice of the shrine symbol at the end of the ribbon embed in red. His eyes met her cerulean orbs before she set off onto the stairs.
"Goodnight, Midorima-kun," she waved him goodbye but stopped in her tracks as she heard a noise coming from the green haired male.
The vice-captain of the Shutoku team curled his fingers in before taking out his phone after hearing an incoming message. Taking out his device, he looked over at the screen seeing his fortune being sent for the next day along with the lucky item of the day.
'A person born in September?' his eyes scrunched before setting themselves onto the miko. He didn't know any people born in September! But he needed his lucky item! His eyes tightened as he made eye contact with the girl. "When…were you born?"
"Huh?" The miko blinked away; questioningly. Where was this question coming from anyways? "September 24th…why?"
Nodding to her answer, Shintaro began to walk ahead: "Tomorrow I have a practice game. You are to wait here at noon and I will come to pick you up."
Kagome stood; stunned. What the heck was he talking about? "W-Wait…what? On a Saturday!?"
"Not repeating myself," he added, making his way back to his home.
"Hold on!" she shouted, watching as he didn't stop from her call. Kagome sighed and glared at the basketball player: "I am not coming baka!"
Shintaro adjusted his glasses, ignoring the insult. A small smirk appeared on his lips for just a second before they returned back to their cold position. His eyes landed on the ribbon neatly wrapped around his index finger. "I am not going to go!" she continued to yell before huffing in place and sighing once again in defeat from his ignoring attitude. Her shoulders slumped down before making her way to her home. The miko shook her head: "I am definitely not…going."
Upon entering her home, she was surprised to see her mother walking out from the kitchen with what looked like a cell phone. "Okaa-san?"
"Oh! Kagome," she smiled, walking towards her daughter.
"What are you doing?" Kagome raised an eyebrow.
"I was just checking my horoscope for tomorrow," she scrolled down onto the device. "Oha-Asa tells you what item can bring you luck on that day if you have it in your possession."
"Not you too," sighed Kagome, resting her hand on her hip.
"Huh?"
"Nothing," she shook her head. "Well? What is yours for tomorrow?" she wasn't interested, but curiosity was beginning to peak out.
"Hmm, says that an apron with an inu print on it," she chuckled, "well that certainly isn't a problem."
"Yeah, you have many aprons," Kagome nodded and watched as her mother began to scroll and ended on her own sign – Libra. "Uh, okaa-san, what are you doing?"
"Checking yours, sweetie," she smiled and blinked a few times as she read the item. "Huh…well that is certainly a weird request for luck."
"What does…it say?"
"A miko ribbon…"
"Nani!?" exclaimed Kagome. She didn't know why she was beginning to freak out, but the sound of her day turning horrible because of a mere object didn't sound very much appealing. Kagome sighed, remembering her given ribbon to the male.
"Well, that shouldn't be a problem," smiled her mother. "You have many of those, right?"
"No…," whispered Kagome. "I…just gave my last one."
"To who?"
"A…boy…," she blushed, not believing she was even telling this to her own mother.
Her mother blinked and turned off her phone: "Well you better go get it back. Tomorrow the grade school is coming for a tour and you need to be in costume."
Kagome's eyes widened, cursing to herself for forgetting. Shaking her head, she began to head up the stairs. Closing the door behind her and laying on her bed, she stared at the ceiling. 'I have to get that stinking ribbon back…how could I have been so stupid and just give it to him!? Ugh!' Burying her face into her pillow, she groaned. 'The tour doesn't come until two in the afternoon so…I guess I can just wait for him and simply ask for it back. But I am not going to the game! Nope! Not after he kidnapped me!'
A slight blush appeared on her lips, remembering his eyes focusing onto hers. She shook the thoughts away: 'No, Kagome! You are only going to get the ribbon back and that is it…that is it…ugh! Stupid boys and their looks!'
MizukixTsukiyomi's Notes: Cheesy. Corny. Short. I don't know what to say. I know it wasn't the best but tsunderes are so hard to capture in character! Ugh!
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