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Chapter 25: Old Revelations

"So, what did you want to discuss, Midorima-san?" Emi asked as the two had walked along the coast of the beach and Midorima stared down at the sand, trying to understand why she seemed familiar and why she had given him the wig. It made no sense for her, someone he had never met, willingly give him the wig and say to hold onto it. She just happened to be walking behind him and bump into him, and Oha Asa did not say anything about that.

It said he would meet an old friend and would be given a gift for seeing each other.

She wasn't an old friend.

He had no clue as to who the girl even was besides her given name and that she was friends of some sorts with Atsushi.

She was strange too.

"Why did you give me the wig?" He asked and she blinked at his question before a gentle smile caressed her features.

"You were in need of it. I did not mind letting you borrow it for a day, Midorima-san." She replied and he softly bit at his lip from her answer.

"You make no sense." He said and she tilted her head to the side in confusion about it.

"How?" She questioned him and he pushed his glasses up, still trying to understand her.

"You are a Gemini so you are to be two faced. Your emotions are to be over the place and have hard times making commitments to anything." He explained to her and she slowly frowned at this while brushing a strand of her hair behind her ears. The wind picked up a little and she stood still, causing the sweatshirt to lift up and reveal some of her back.

He blinked at the sight of soft looking skin but some light scars dominated her upper back and the wind slowed down as the sweatshirt lowered down.

"Hm…you are correct, Midorima-san. I can be two-faced and my emotions can be over the place. Horoscopes can be truthful even if some don't believe in them. But I know, you should probably know that by now." She began and looked over to him with narrowed eyes but those he was shown looked terrifyingly familiar to ones he had forgotten long ago.

"…Thank you, Shintarō. You saved me…how could I ever thank you…" Large brown eyes looked up to him from the hospital bed that held barely any emotion in between the specks of brown and hints of gold and short black hair in a messy tousled style displayed some roots of chocolate from his stature over the person. Arms wrapped up and bandaged so carefully with precaution that it looked like they would break from the simplest pressure. And the person flashed a simple and kind smile to him that he knew, was something precious to the person.

He blinked out of the small flashback and didn't even notice that she had moved closer to him, folding her arms behind her back.

"Did you remember something, Midorima-san?" She asked him and he again blinked at her question before scowling, "Your face tells it all."

"Who are you?" he asked and she stared at him for the question then frowned for a quick second before a sad smile replaced it.

"Eh…you don't remember." She muttered under breath and closed her eyes before opening them back up, looking at the green haired teen.

"You know things that someone like a fan would not know. Explain yourself now." He demanded from her and she released a small breath she held in.

The sorrow on her face could not be masked.

Those eyes haunted him.

"…What does the date of August 15th mean to you, Midorima-san?" She asked and he blinked her sudden question, confused to why she had said an exact date.

Nothing happened he would know of in the past few years that deemed August 15th important.

She again frowned and played with the ends of he sweatshirt, thinking about what she should do.

"…How long ago are you talking about?" Midorima questioned her and she glanced back over to the green head noted his eyes were wide as if he remembered something. Her sad smile returned to her face and she knew that he now remembered something.

"Around four years ago." She said and his grip on his lucky item tightened, paling a little bit.

Second year of middle school was what she meant and he had pushed aside that memory for a long time, not wanting to remember it.

"It's impossible…" He muttered and almost dropped his lucky item as he looked at her more closely. His green eyes wide and realized why she had looked so familiar yesterday when she first introduced herself. He shifted back a little bit and she slowly nodded, walking towards him.

"Midorima-san," She began and again smiled at him, this time pure and genuine, "It has been a very long time and you probably don't remember me though. I could never properly thank you for everything you did for me back then. You being able to help me get through what happened was something I could never return."

He looked down at her and knew he should have realized it sooner when she came to him with the wig on and looked up to him as if she knew him and wanted to talk about their day.

Because that was what they used to do back in their second year of middle school when he visited him in the hospital.

"But, he was-" Midorima began but unfortunately was confused as she folded her hands behind her back, nodding at his beginning comment.

"You knew that he couldn't say his last name due to the police still sorting out everything after the incident. He also did something else to hid his identity." She said and looked over to the horizon of the ocean reminding her of Kuroko's teal hair, "You did notice that the back of his hospital gown was always tied up and how feminine his features were, correct, Midorima-san? You are very smart, Midorima-san, but this disguise was to fool everyone besides his family and the officers that brought him in.

"He hid the fact that he was actually a girl for the safety of everyone around him, whether it was strangers or family." She stated in a calm voice and both horror and shock crossed over the green haired teen, realizing exactly who was and who she had been in the past.

He had donated blood to her when she had been on the edge of death back in Junior High but she no longer looks anything like she did back then.

"You…you were him…" Midorima realized and she mustered a sad smile to him, tears glistening in her eyes.

"…indeed, when I had bumped into yesterday I thought it was my imagination at meeting you in person. I saw you back during the Winter Cup when you played against Rakuzan for the Winter Cup but I was unable to greet you. Midorima-san, you have become someone so strong and resilient. Someone others can look up to in wisdom and guidance. I am so glad to have meet you again and be able to finally thank you for what you have done for me." She said and the tears finally trailed down her face in joy at expressing herself. He continued to look down to her before she slowly rolled up her shelves of the sweatshirt, trembling as she did so, and his eyes grew large at the sight of the jagged ugly scars from her wrist to just above the elbow. The red marks across her arms had displayed the pink of her flesh and his breath got caught in his lips.

"You weren't there when they had gotten unwrapped. They have gotten better as time has passed." She said and then rolled the shelves back, her anxiety building up a little as Midorima has said nothing so far.

"I know it has been very long and that this is very surprising and if you don't want to get in touch or talk again, I will be-" She said then before she said anything else, he had gently bent down to her level and slowly wrapped his arms around her.

He could still remember how he looked at him when telling him that he had a big announcement to tell him and that his bandages were finally coming off.

But he did not make it. The Generation of Miracles had just finished a match and he had forgotten about it, noting on how at ease they were when they defeated their opponents like always.

"I apologize." He said softly and she blinked at this, "I apologize if I had hurt your feelings or made you sad that day or never getting in touch with you again."

She smiled again at his words and warmth radiated off of the green haired teen, knowing he was showing his softer side to her.

"You don't seem to change." She said as she then gently moved her own arms towards the green head and hugged him, feeling tears drip down on her shoulders, "You are such a kind soul under your cold exterior, Shintarō-san."

"I am a friend of Akashi's. He has agreed to help me with something." Miyamoto explained as she fanned herself, saying that she seemed so odd because of the heat, "I had talked with Murasakibara-san over the phone not long ago when Akashi was calling him about a match. He had been insistent on calling him even when I complained to him about how I needed him to focus. So that is how I know of Murasakibara.

"Yuki-chan is my beloved." Miyamoto began again until Yuki glared at her with threatening gaze of performing a judo move on her, "Well, Yuki-chan is my beloved friend before anything else. She has been helping me with any things. I view her in an affectionate and loving way, as if she was my lover but she does not return these similar feelings."

Momoi blinked at the last part before realizing something, "Ah, Miyamoto-kun, are you perhaps gay?"

Said girl blinked at this while the other men looked awkwardly and confused at her then Miyamoto chuckled at this, waving her hand at the question.

"The correct term you are looking for, beautiful, is bisexual. I like both girls and boys. I may show more affectionate and loving feelings to girls than boys but I don't mind them. It depends on the connection I feel between myself and the person." Miyamoto explained as she looked to Yuki with a gentle smile crossing over her features, "I would have let Yuki-chan become my girlfriend but she likes boys. She hold no romantic feelings towards me and I am fine with that. She has clearly expressed it to me and I fine with the way things are. I don't want to pressure my feelings onto her."

Momoi blinked at her response before smiling at the girl and said, "Ah, I see. You are very thoughtful for taking into considerate of other's feelings, Miyamoto-kun."

Miyamoto nodded at this as she glazed up at the sun, its beams glaring down at her.

"Thank you for the compliment." She said and crossed her legs, while looking over to Yuki, "How much time will it take to get the recording done you think?"

The other glared at the green haired girl who wrote a response on her white board before flipping it to her.

An hour at most if your brother is willing to work cooperatively. Perhaps longer for sound quality check based on the settings you gave me and tuning. I may have to change the pitch or add an echo or reverb.

Miyamoto blinked at the words before sighing and slumped down more in the chair, clearly not as happy as she was before.

"Could I just change what I wanted instead? Maybe it'll save you some time." She suggested as the other merely stared in confusion at the conversion between the two girls.

"What are you two talking about Midorima-chan?" Kise asked, catching the younger girl's attention who blinked at his question.

"Yuki-chan still hasn't told you about this either?" Miyamoto stated and Yuki glared at the girl, who looked over to the model and smiled at him, "She is my music producer."

"Music producer?" Momoi questioned and Yuki glanced away, annoyed that Miyamoto had bluntly told the entire group about it. Miyamoto nodded at this as she then rested her hands on her knees and smiled at this.

"Hai, the boys here probably don't know but I've been having Yuki-chan produce music with me for four years under the current alias I've been using of Sakura Miyamoto." She explained and Momoi took a second before she stared at the girl with large eyes that glistened.

"EH? You're the Sakura Miyamoto?! But you don't look like your picture at all!" Momoi exclaimed and she chuckled at this.

"I constantly dye my hair or wear wigs when I perform or be recorded. That's another reason as to why I am in Tokyo this week as I'll be singing at a convention tomorrow." She said and Momoi continued to look at the girl in amazement, eyes sparkling at the girl's comment.

"Really?! Where will you be at?!" Momoi questioned her and Miyamoto smiled at this, flipping her hair at this.

"Odaiba's Big Sight convention center. I won't be on for a bit of time but I would suggest coming early since it'll be crowded." She said and then Yuki held up her white board saying something else to the pink haired girl.

I would suggest coming when the doors open too as there will be plenty of other stuff to do. Miyamoto will be busy prior to her performance but I will be going too. You can come with me if you would, Momoi-san.

The girl's eyes grew wide at her comment as she had gotten the younger girl annoyed earlier but seemed to want to rebuild her impression. She smiled at this as she nodded wildly at this then looked and pointed to Aomine who blinked at the sudden attention he gained.

"Could Aomine-kun come with us?!" Momoi asked and Aomine opened his mouth to complain but Yuki nodded at this, erasing her previous words then wrote something else.

Sure, if you don't mind that my annoying brother tagging along. And I'm making a guess that Miyamoto's brother will be coming too.

Miyamoto nodded at this and said, "Yep, Kazu-chan said he'll be free to see the performance since he has always comes to see me. He'll probably be looking to find me prior to the show but he'll have to be patient but that is not a key character trait of him."

"Ah, are you talking about me, Sakura?" His voice asked from behind her and she looked behind to see her older brother smiling down at her. She smirked and fixed her position to be completely turned to her older brother.

"Would you be surprised if I did?" She said and he chuckled at this, glancing behind him to see Akashi glancing around at his old group of friends, "I hope my brother didn't say anything bad about me."

The red head looked down to her and gave her a smile, replying, "Of course not. He told me great things about you, Miyamoto-kun."

She smiled wide at this and brought her hands together, her eyes sparkling at this.

"Ah, that makes me so happy!" She exclaimed with a slight blush crossing her cheeks and stood up, clearly much shorter than the two basketball players now that the group realized it. Then she looked to her brother and flashed him a silver smile.

"Now, when do you think you could come with me and Yuki-chan to finish up?" She asked her older brother blinked at this and tilted his head to the side.

"You're still serious about that? Couldn't you have found someone else who has better quality than me?" He said and she blinked at his response.

"No. You are needed for this. No one else can do this besides you, Oniisan." She said with determination and Yuki held up her whiteboard to support the cause.

Miyamoto is correct Takao-kun. You are needed to finish this up and I don't want to spend the rest of my night trying to get an audio that fits her wishes. I trust you won't screw up with this since she is your little sister.

The last few words did catch Akashi's attention and Takao sighed at this, pushing his hair back at the comment.

"Hai, hai. I'll do it." He said and his sister gleamed even more.

"Great, I knew I could trust you, Kazu-chan! Do you even know what you're helping with?" She said and sat back down, mentioning the two boys to follow her lead as they did too. Akashi looked towards Atsushi and noted that there was no other girl next to him besides Momoi, narrowing his eyes at the fact.

Perhaps he did not bring her to the beach.

"Akashi-kun how did you meet, Miyamoto-kun?" Momoi asked and the brother and sister continued their chat softly as the red head turned to her, a hint of interest in his eyes.

"Ah, Miyamoto-kun approached me one day demanding my help. I have obliged to her decree." He explained and Miyamoto paused her conversion with her brother to give some of her input to the explanation.

"Akashi-san you forgot to mention that you rejected my proposal at first until you got interested in it." She stated and he blinked at this before nodding in agreement, smiling at the girl again.

"Ah, you are right. My apologizes, Miyamoto-kun." He said and she smiled again at this, nodding before bringing her conservation to Yuki.

"So what exactly are you doing with Miyamoto-kun?" Kise asked and Akashi smiled at the blond, knowing he possibly should've ignored the burning question but couldn't help but asked.

"Now that's not important, Kise." He stated simply and a shiver ran up the blond's spine, "It's a secret between me and Miyamoto-kun."

"A-ah, alright." The blond said and looked away, gently running his fingers through his hair.

"Eh, there's more people than before now?"

The soft female voice caught the group's attention and looked over to see Emi with Midorima standing next to her. The girl looked at the new appearances of both Akashi and Miyamoto with interest and Midorima stared at Akashi with large eyes, clearly shocked at the appearance of his former captain.

"Ah, who is this beauty?" Miyamoto suddenly spoke for herself and stood up, waking over to her with a sly smile. Emi blinked at the girl's words as she looked to her with a gentle smile and a twinkle in her eyes.

"Eh?" Emi said with large eyes and back stepped a little at how close she was.

"I'm Sakura Miyamoto, friend of Akashi-san's, second year at Rakuzan. I hope I could get your name, beautiful?" She flirted and Emi blushed at her words, surprised that someone would say that to her.

"Eh, um, I'm Emi Kiyoshi, Atsushi-san's friend, second year at Yosen. It's pleasure to meet you Miyamoto-kun." She said and Atsushi's eyebrows knit together at the comment, clearly annoyed at the other girl's mention.

"Ah, so you are the girl that Murasakibara mentioned to me." Akashi said and Emi glanced behind Miyamoto to see the red head. He smiled at her and she felt tension build up in her, nervousness building up on her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Kiyoshi-kun. I am Seijūrō Akashi, second year at Rakuzan and captain of their basketball team." He said and she placed a fake smile on her face, trying not to be anxious about him being here.

"Ah, it's nice to meet you too, Akashi-san." She said and Miyamoto pouted at the red head's sudden talk with the girl. Atsushi narrowed his eyes at how close Midorima was to Emi and a small surge of anger grew in him.

"So where the hell did you two go off?" Aomine asked and Emi blinked at the question while giving a small smile at this.

"We walked around a little and talked." She explained as she moved towards Atsushi, sitting down next to him. Miyamoto sighed as she strolled back over to her brother and looked sad at the fact that Emi wasn't to impressed with her flirtation.

"It took ya two half a hour to talk? What was Midorima doing? Confessing his dying love to you?" Aomine suggested and Midorima blushed at this, clearly embarrassed at the dark skinned teen's suggestion.

"No I did not, nanodayo!" He cried out and Emi giggled at this, as both the green head and giant stared at her.

"Midorima-san wanted to discuss with me about my blood type and compatibility with others." She lied and Atsushi blinked at this as the green haired teen simply pushed up his glasses, nodding at this. He looked over to see Takao grinning at him and his sister stared at him with narrowed eyes, her glaze glaring eat him.

She knew that Emi lied about what happened between them.

He tried to avoid her gaze as he sat down next to his sister and Emi looked over to Atsushi before gently pushing away some of his hair and placed her hand on his forehead. Concern wrought over her features as she leaned closer to him and didn't realize that his feature were slowly lighting up at the fact.

"Atsushi-san, are you still feeling warm? Your face is still red." She said and she frowned at the sight of him still wearing his tank-top, "You still didn't take off your tank-top, Atsushi-san. You really should if you're feeling too hot. It wouldn't be to good for you to get sick or overheat, Atsushi-san."

The group of teens besides Emi knew that he wasn't warm because of the weather but the girl herself.

"Kiyoshi-kun, after you help Murasakibara, why don't you tell us about yourself?" Akashi suggested and she blinked at this before smiling at him.

"Sure," She said and Atsushi saw the little tremble in her hand, knowing she had to be trying her best on keeping herself calm.

He didn't it when she looked scared.

And he didn't even notice that he had grabbed her hand causing her soft trembling to stop, clearly eased now. The two teens didn't even realize how their hearts pounded at each other's touch and that they both had blushed widely that caught much attention to Aomine and Akashi who wanted to know more about the cousin of Teppei Kiyoshi.