Kuroko no Basket ©
Tadatoshi Fujimaki
Prompt: The first time you meet any of the boys
Characters: GOM + Kuroko + Kagami + Takao
Words: 2239
Kuroko: A slow breeze catches your hair and whirls it around your head while you walk through the park. All around you Japanese cherry blossoms are in bloom, and it fills your sight with mild colours, reminding one about the change in seasons. You have a little skip in your step as you listen to one of your favourite songs in a pair of headset.
Taking in all the different view, you spot something out of your eye corner. Now paying attention to it, you notice someone going for a walk with a dog. No, not just a dog, a puppy!
Slowly approaching the puppy as you take out your headphones, you take in the view of the person walking it. It's a boy around your age with lightblue hair. Blushing, you catch his attention by clearing your throat. "Excuse me, but can I pet your dog?" You ask, a hopeful glint in your eyes.
The boy gave a simple nod and stopped strolling. "Yes."
You give him a huge smile and bent down in front of the puppy. It's watching you with its tongue out, and you have to suppress a squeal as you pet it. "By the way, ny name is _."
He bents down too, and gives you a sincere smile. "I'm Kuroko, and that's Tetsuya Nigou."
Kagami: You can't help but groan as you mentally beat yourself up for agreeing to buy groceries when it was a detour. You still have that assignment that has to be turned in tomorrow, so wasting time buying small stuff like canned tomatoes for your mom wasn't your highest priority at the moment.
While you glance around the store, you end up in front of the cans faster than you thought. As you reach for a can of chopped tomatoes, you feel a light touch on your hand. You cock your head a little as you turn your attention to the person next to you.
A high schooler had reached for the same can as you, at the exact same time as you. When he comes to the same realisation, you watch him pull his hand back as if he was touching something hot.
You raise an eyebrow at his behavior, but nonetheless pass the can to him with an underarm throw. "Here you go."
He caught the can with ease, and placed it down into his shopping basket. "Eh-Thank you."
However, you can't help but smirk a little as he bows his head, hiding the sneaking blush that turns his face almost as red as his own hair. "Don't sweat it." You reply a little nonchalant.
Kise: How you have ended up in this mess, you weren't really sure about. You'd come to Kaijō High, expecting to be hanging out with one of your friends, when she began begging you to get this model's autograph for her. After at least fifteen minutes of her mentioning him almost non-stop, it had been too much for even you, so you had agreed to do this for her, if it would make her shut up about him. What a mess.
Besides, who cared that much about some high school model?
As you make your way towards him, you pat your skirt a little and remove a hair or two from your shirt. Hopefully you don't look too messy. No matter if one care about models, it doesn't hurt to look your best, right? You glance one last time back at your friend. She's hiding behind a tree to get a closer look, while still being fairly out of sight.
"Umm, excuse me?"
The blonde boy turns to look at you, while he has a warm smile on his lips. You couldn't help but notice how his eyes kept their chilly glare, making something about him welcoming, but at the same time rejecting. Now you could partly understand why so many girls had been fawning over him. "Can I help you with something?" He casually asks.
You fumble a little with the piece of paper your friend gave you. She'd specially selected it for his autograph as if she'd planned all of this to happen. "Could you, maybe, sign this piece of paper?"
He scratches his neck, and gives the boys behind him an apologetic smile. "Sure, I can. What do you want me to write?"
Letting out a breath you didn't know you had been holding, you hand him the piece of paper and a pen. "Just 'To Kaho-chan from Kise Ryota' If that isn't too much?" You feel a slight touch on your hand as he takes the paper and pen, and a little color appears on your cheeks.
"Sure." He mumbles and scribbles the words down on the paper. "This should do it." He hands the paper back.
You give him a fairly deep bow. As you straighten yourself again, you and glance over your shoulder. Kaho looks like she's practically dying behind that tree. "Thank you so much, Kise-san!" You beam, giving him a shy smile.
He flashes you a grin. "No problem." He looks behind him and notices the other boys are gone. "Huh?! They left without me?" He quickly swings his back over his shoulder and gives you a wave with his other hand. "See you, Kaho!" And with that, he's off.
Watching him run off, you give out a little, but relieved sigh. "Sure, but my name isn't Kaho.."
Midorima: The sound of coins going into the vending machine is the only thing you're focused on. You put in your last coin, when the machine informs you that you're short of 100 yen.
So typically.
You swing your bag off of your shoulder and start to rummage around in it. You know that there should be at least 100 yen in it somewhere. You keep digging, when you see someone walk past you. You look up and see a teenage boy, a quite tall teenage boy, as walked up to the vending machine. "H-hey- I'm still using-"
He puts in a 100 yen coin, and spares a look down at you.
"Oh." You feel dumbstruck and get up on your feet. "Thanks." You press the button of a soft drink, and grabs it when you hear the sound of it falling down. "That was.. really nice of you."
He pushes his glasses up, and begins to insert coins into the vending machine. "I was merely just making sure nobody wasted their time." He puts in the last coin, and presses a button.
You shrug your shoulders. "Fair enough." You bend down to grab your back, and notice his choice of drink. Red bean soup. Interesting. "Still, thank you."
"Do not worry about it." He answers, and you watch as he walks over to this boy on a bicycle with a carriage on it. You give a little snort and open your drink to take a sip.
Takao: A few steps away from you, a boy is lumped over his bike's handlebars. He's breathing heavily as you approach him. "Are you okay?" You carefully ask.
He wipes some sweat pearls away from his forehead and flashes you a little grin. "Yeah, no worries." He points towards a green-haired guy who stands at a vending machine. "Just been driving that guy around to see some of his former teammates play a game."
You lift an eyebrow as you watch him beginning to chuck down a whole bottle of water. "Well, at least you're getting some exercise." You mumble, surprised to hear yourself say that.
He chokes a bit on the water at your answer, and wipes his mouth. "Ouch ouch, that certainly hurt." As you try to explain yourself out of it, he breaks into a big grin. "I'm Takao. Pleasure to meet you."
A little huff escapes your mouth, but you nonetheless smile back. "I'm _."
Aomine: Fumbling a little with the money in your hand, you find yourself standing in line to buy a bottle of ice-cold water at the nearest grocery store. It had been a long, and exceptionally hot day, and all you just needed was something to cool down with.
That's when you feel something bump into you from behind. You turn around quickly and the person behind you has his face dipped deep into a magazine. A gravure magazine, you notice. Clicking your tongue, he mumbles out an apology, but without looking away from the issue in his hands.
"Really? You're not even gonna apologize properly? Why do it then?" You ask, crossing your arms over your chest. How shameless, you thought.
He finally looks up from the magazine and meets you with an irritated look on his face. After a little moment, he sighs and seems to relax once again. "Sorry for bumping into you." with that said, he returns to his magazine after one last lingering look at you.
You shook your head as you turned around to pay the cashier. What a day.
Murasakibara: As you walk down the road with your eyes on your cellphone, you hear something crunch under you foot. you look down on the road and find that you've stepped on a plastic bag filled with different snacks.
You look up and a few meters in front of you a huge guy is slowly walking with his back towards you. "Hey!" You yell, and watch as he slowly turns around.
Picking up the bag, you see his expression change from boredom to pure horror. Before you can count to three, he is in front of you, and bares his palm to you. "Hmm, I believe you have something that is mine~?"
Surprised by something that big, moving so fast, you hand over the plastic bag. "Yeah, I guess you dropped it." As you look up at him, you notice he's even taller than you expected. From afar he looked tall, but now he's just huge as he looms over you.
He nods and gribs the bag a little tighter. "Mhmm." He murmurs.
"Well, but, ehh, I'm glad you have it now." Flashing him a little smile, you move around him and wave once. "Well, you see, I should get going."
He pops a pocky into his mouth and just stands there, watches as you go with those bored eyes.
Akashi: The smell of horse is everywhere. How your friend had managed to convince you to come with her to this dressage tournament, you did not know. One thing you do know though, is that you have to wash everything when you come home, if you don't want to smell of horse for the next few days.
However, it wasn't all that bad. The weather is sunny and pleasant, and watching the horses do different commands wasn't half-bad. You rather enjoyed looking at it while listening to your friends comments on how well they did.
As the last participant of this round rides out of the arena, your friend drags you with her towards the stables. "Let's go look at the horses in the meantime."
You chuckle a little at her enthusiasm, when something catches her eyes and she stops in front of the entrance to the stables. "Okay, _, there's someone I would like you to meet." She pulls you a little harder so you're up next to her. She leans in and whisper in your ear. "Don't look directly into his eyes."
Narrowing you eyebrows, you follow her and end up in front of a boy with bright red hair and a horse and white as snow. You glance at his eyes, but quickly remember your friends words, and redirect your eyes to look at his mouth instead.
"Akashi-san!" She beams. "You're competing today?"
He gives her an acknowledging nod. "Hello to you too. And as a matter of fact, we are competing today."
She nods back, and run a hand through her hair. "Yukimaru sure looks fit for fight today." Then she gestures towards you. "This is _-chan. She asked me to take her to the person I thought would win the next round."
You open your mouth in surprise at your friend, but quickly closes it, when you see his eyes has turned to look at you now. No point in embarrassing her in front of this boy, so you just flash him a little smile.
"Winning is the only option." He says with a polite smile. "Now if you'll excuse us, we have some warming up to do."
Your friend quickly walks to the side, and you both stand and watch as the boy and his horse walks out of the stable. You then turn to your friend. "What was all that about?"
She just flashes you a cheeky smile.
This is an updated version of the first chapter.
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