Her magenta eyes were following the ball from where she sat. A wide smile plastered on her face as she watched the boys practicing. She had always liked basketball. Her friends used to play basketball with her and to be honest she missed those times when they would played basketball in the park near where she lived. It was just for fun of course, the boys would never play seriously against her but it was still really fun. If only she could turn back time...

Satsuki clapped her hand excitedly when one of the player, a tall guy with dark skin and navy hair did a dunk easily. He was really tall, though maybe not as tall as her violet haired friend but he was surprisingly fast, despite his tall body. Satsuki hadn't seen him missed any shot at all. He could shot from any angle, any position, and tthe ball would still enter the basket. Why didn't he played in NBA?

Daiki's friends knew very well that Daiki was showing off. Normally, he never did it seriously during their practice. He just was trying to look cool in front of the girl. Oh well, it seemed like he did it very well this time because the girl eyes were obviously never left him at all. Deep inside, Daiki was smirking, he knew he had managed to steal her attention. They were right, he just needed to play his card right to get her open her legs for him.

"You seemed to enjoy the practice."

The practice had just ended when Daiki walked to where she sat, using his shirt to wipe his sweat. She could see the tanned abs under his shirt. Daiki hoped he wasn't too obvious but when the girl didn't blush after looking at his toned abs he wondered if she had been used seeing men's body. Oh well, she did have a lot of boyfriends. Satsuki looked up at the guy who was standing in front of her, smiling and taking out a small towel from her handbag and gave it to him.

"What?"

Daiki looked at the towel, tilted his head to the left, waiting for an explanation.

The girl giggled at his simple question, "use this to wipe your sweat," she said, "this is clean, don't worry."

Daiki accepted the towel but said nothing as he looked at the thing thoughtfully, "this is the second time you lend me something, I haven't even return your umbrella back."

Satsuki just laughed softly, "don't worry about it."

"How about a lunch."

The guys around them who had been eavesdropping this whole time were surprised by what Daiki had just said. Sure they knew that the ace wasn't lack of confidence but this had been the first time the navy haired guy had ever asked someone on a date. Well he did it casually and smoothly as if that was nothing. Nobody would have guessed that the eighteen yearold had never been on a date before.

Satsuki however didn't seem surprised at the sudden invitation. She must have been asked out numerous times before so it wasn't so surprising for her. According to the rumor, Satsuki Momoi was easy. Ask her for a date and she would never turn you down. Asked her to open her legs, if you were good enough in her eyes, sure she would do that.

Despite all of the rumor he had heard about her, it didn't make it easier for him waiting for her answer. Though he knew she would say yes, he couldn't help but to worryabout her answer. However that had been the first time he had asked a girl out.

"S-..." Daiki was so sure that she was about to say "sure" when suddenly her phone was ringing, she mouthed an inaudible apologize before she answered the phone, "Ah, Midorin! What? Oh... OK, I will be there soon!"

Daiki frowned. He folded his arms in front of his chest as the girl was talking on her phone. He waited impatiently until finally she finished talking. He tapped his foot impatiently, as if demanding for her answer, realizing how he behaved, Satsuki giggled.

"Sorry, someone had come to pick me up, I gotta go now," she smiled, she wrote something on her notebook before she ripped the paper and gave it to the frowning man, "this is my number and my email. You can call me, text me, whatever, if you want to talk about the lunch."

She gave him one last smile before she waved goodbye at the other boys and left the building with a big smile still plastered on her face.

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Tetsuya really did call her that night. He once again apologized to her because he couldn't take her home that evening. She pouted and told him it was okay. Satsuki knew that Tetsuya's grandmother was really old and she also knew how much the pale guy loved the old woman. When she heard that the old woman had been hospitalized, she was worried about Tetsuya more than anything. She didn't feel disappointed even though she couldn't spend her time with him. She loved the guy and she wanted to support him no matter what.

They were talking for about half an hour. He told her about his grandmother's condition and she told him about the guy he met today in the basketball club. She told him how he could shoot from any angle and position yet he never missed. She told him that the guy was maybe a bit taller than their olived haired friend, but she didn't tell him about the lunch offer. Well Tetsuya didn't really need to know that.

"He could be a professional," Satsuki said excitedly, "I don't know what he is doing here, he should have been playing in America right now... Tetsu-kun has to see how he shot the ball. It was so effortless... I know Kagamin and Midorin are good too, but they should see this guy!"

Tetsuya chuckled, as usual he soulded calm snd kind, "I am sure they would want to meet him."

Satsuki grinned at the idea of her friends playing basket together with that navy haired guy. It must be fun to watch. Even though she knew that was impossible. Her smiled vanished as soon as she realized that it was impossible. They didn't play the basketball anymore...

"Momoi-san?"

Satsuki startled. Tetsuya sounded worried and she didn't want to make him worried. She had always been trying her best not to look sad or down in front of her friends, especially Tetsuya. It was hard to hide her feeling from him because despite being quite, Tetsuya Kuroko was actually really observant. However Satsuki still wouldn't let him worry about her.

"Tetsu-kun," Satsuki said softly, one hand playing with her long pink hair, "tomorrow morning, I knew it's Mukkun's turn, but..." she bit her lower lip, wondering if it was okay to be selfish, "can you be the one who pick me up?" she added shyly, "I miss you..."

Another chuckle.

"Of course Momoi-san." Tetsuya said kindly, "I would pick you up around 8 am, is that okay? You have class at 9 right?"

Satsuki smiled happily, "yes! Thank you, Tetsu-kun! I love you so much!"

"Good night, Momoi-san."

"Good night, Tetsu-kun!"

As usual he didn't say that he loved her back but it doesn't matter. For Satsuki, loving is about giving and as long as she loved Tetsuya it didn't really matter even if he didn't love her back.

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Daiki hated morning classes. He would definitely skip it if only the professor hadn't given him a warning. One more skipping his class, then he would happily drop him off his class. That was why this morning he woke up earlier than usual, skipping breakfast, and go to his campus.

He was yawning widely when he saw her. He wondered if this was fate or destiny, it seemed like everywhere he went, he would see her, the pink haired girl huge boobs. This time she was with that pale looking guy again. Who was his name again? Ah yeah, Kuroko Tetsuya. Daiki wondered what did she see in the guy. He was different from the other guy he had seen her with. He was pale and so... Normal. Almost boring. Maybe she liked to spice her sex life? He thought. After being with those guys, maybe she needed some kind of normal guy for a change.

Daiki didn't realize that he had stopped walking as he watched the two love birds were talking about something while sitting on the bench. Well it was more like, she did the talking and he was just listening patiently. That looked so boring.

That kind of guy, Daiki wondered, could he satisfy her?

He didn't seem to have any muscle. Could he protect her if something happen to her? Daiki couldn't hrlp but to wonder about many things between the girl and the guy. Daiki didn't really know her, or the guy, but he was sure that he could be better than that guy. What she had to do was just to dump him and choose Daiki.

Daiki scowled. Before he realized what he was doing he had flipped his phone open and typed a text message skillfully, he didn't even read it before sending it. He watched amusedly when he saw her pulled away from the weak-looking guy for a moment as she fished for her phone in her purse.

He smirked as he watched her reading the text message.

"About the lunch.

I owe you for the umbrella. Cafe in front of the station, 2pm, today.

Daiki Aomine"

That was not a question, he realized it, he just didn't want to give her any chance to turn his offer down. He watched her looked up and said something to the guy. He smiled and nodded, in which she returned with a hug and a grin. The whole affection show made Daiki frowned. He was about to curse when his phone vibrated, announcing a new mail.

He read the new mail and smirked.

"Sure.

See you there!

Satsuki Momoi."

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Author's Note:

As much as I love KuroMomo, this fic would be AoMomo. It would be slow but I hope you could be patient. And yeah, Akashi hadn't been in this fic yet but I do plan to insert him later.