I should have done Rainbow Drops, but since I kind of ran out of ideas for that one, I do this story instead. But yeah, I will go back to Rainbow Drops after this.. Anyway, this chapter is more interactions of MomoAoYume, with the addition of the other Generation of Miracles. Tell me if you have special requests for the next chap~

Pairings : Undecided

Warnings : Teikō Middle School Days.

Disclaimer : I own only the OCs.


Chapter 11 - Unless an idiot dies, he won't be cured

The clear blues skies. Vivid fragrance of cherry blossoms. Refreshing paltry spring breeze. It should have been a nice season for school.

Manai Yume used to naively believe that notion. Her middle-school life would be calm and peaceful with no disturbances, with a friend, if she's lucky.

However.

With the way things are now, those are merely far-fetched illusions. Forced into Student Council selection, dragged into Fate-orchestrated meetings with troublesome students, and... hopefully it ends there.

No one can blame that loooooong exasperated sigh slipping out from Yume's lips.

"Is something wrong, Yuu-chan? You've been kinda down since this morning.." Momoi worriedly noted, her expression held a concern for her friend.

Ever as insensitive, even Aomine is eyeing Yume's slumped shoulders. While it hasn't been long since they know each other, he still feels worried somehow. The girl actually looks frailer than Momoi! Not to mention Yume looks like the type to get bullied!

"Hm-mm.." Yume shook her head as she smiled wryly. "It's nothing big." she reassured, only to continue after seeing Momoi's peach orbs brimming with worries. "...It's just... that I've been thinking about my initial plans on my school life..."

Well, Momoi is interested. She sprang up in excitement. "Really? What kind of plans, Yuu-chan? Make friends? Entering the Student Council? Prevail in studies? Or entering Clubs?"

Yume sweat dropped. Other then the first one and the third, the rest is all wrong. "..Friends and studies, I guess..." she forced a smile.

"Yeahh!" Momoi leaped at Yume joyfully. "We are just the best of friend!"

Meanwhile, her childhood friend slurped his carton juice anticlimactically, completely uninterested.

"So, are you going to the practice today, Yuu-chan?" Momoi questioned, her peach orbs fixed on Yume's.

This put an amused smile on the latter's face. "Mm. I promised, didn't I?" she confirmed.

"Whee!" Momoi squealed loudly, hugging the air off Yume. " I'm so happy!"

"E-Erk...! S-Sat-chan..! A-Air..!" Yume gasped inaudibly.

Our heroine would have been dead if not for Aomine who was there as he noticed Yume's pale (blue actually) complexion from the lack of oxygen, he had to forcefully separate the two girls.

"Uh..." Momoi played wit her fingers awkwardly. Her eyes casted downwards. "...I'm sorry, Yuu-chan.."

Thank her big heart, Yume let it slip. On a side note, it's preferable for Yume to learn some sort of defense mechanism if she is to deal with Momoi frequently, to ensure her life.

"I'm fine, Sat-chan.." Yume smiled, slightly forced. "..Although, I'm not sure if I could be of any help. I don't even understand basketball.."

Momoi smiles automatically, her bubbly demeanour returned in full-blast. "It's o–"

"You don't even understand basketball, Manai?!" Aomine cut in loudly as he sprang up. "That's just plain boring!" He smirked triumphantly, looking down on the girl. "Let this Aomine Daiki-sama teaches you about basketball."

Yume could only sweat drop. 'What a complete 180 degrees change...' Whenever it involves basketball the boy's eyes would sparkle and his whole soul seems to shine with brilliance.

Momoi seems like she is having a hard time restraining herself from having physical-contact with the tanned male. Her smile looks forced. "Dai-chan is a basket-baka. Just ignore him, Yuu-chan."

Ignorant to this all, Aomine continues with his rant. "How can you not know basketball? It's the greatest fun on Earth! You've been missing your life!"

A well-deserved hard whack in the head is performed by none other then Momoi as Aomine winced in pain. "Well, you have been missing your life with your horrible knowledges!" she hissed, referring to his detestable grades.

"At the very least, Yuu-chan will survive if she's thrown into the society." Momoi huffed, defending the sweat dropping Yume. Then she turned to Aomine with an assessing look. "..Meanwhile, Dai-chan would only survive if you're thrown into a jungle instead."

The boy snarled that at, feeling offended. "What?! Does that mean I'm an animal of some sort?!"

"Hmph." Momoi turned her head at that, pouting as she ignored her childhood friend.

"Grrrr...!" Aomine grumbled, restraining his fury as his fingers twitched.

Surprisingly, Yume let out a laugh. It's so unexpected that the two childhoodfriend-pair are stunned.

"..Pft-! Hahaha.. N-No, I-I mean.." Yume tried to stifle her laughs as she tried to speak in between her laughters. "I apologise. It's just, the two of you are so amusing that I.. pft-!" she continued to laugh quietly.

"How can it be amusing, Yuu-chan!" Momoi pursed her lips even more. She doesn't find it funny at all! She pointed an accusing finger at the only male around. "It's frustrating having a childhood friend like this thing!"

Nevertheless, Aomine didn't take it too well. "...This thing..?" he echoed menacingly. "Who did you just say as this thing, hah, Satsuki?!" He exploded in rage.

As the two bickers, Yume laughs even more. She can't help but find the two of them entertaining her once monotone life. At the very least, even when her school life doesn't go as planned, she has friends like them that will brighten up her days.

After Yume's light-hearted laughters, Aomine and Momoi finally stopped bickering awkwardly before they smile and grin.

'..It's strange..' Yume mused thoughtfully as she laughed. She used to hate all those shoutings and being near them. But today, what's exchanged between Momoi and Aomine is not that of hate or condemn, but of care and concern.

In that way, it somehow relieves her. Yume used to know only one kind of shouting, where it's filled with animosity. Entering Teikō and befriending the two childhoodfriend-pair changes that.

For that short moment, it feels like all the barriers were lifted, and the three teenagers are just a group of good friends chatting and goofing off with one another.


"Manai-san."

"Y-Yes..!" Yume squeaked in surprise, flinching in her feet. She slowly turned to face her caller. "Akashi-kun.."

The Student Council President smiles in amusement as he watched the only student in the room. The other members are currently out consulting teachers and some clubs.

Yume is sorting some folders into the shelf after looking through the past year's budget, it's sorted nicely, so the previous Treasurer must be good at his or her job.

The smile on his face fell as Akashi is back on his business expression. His tone cold and piercing. "I advise you to keep your distance from Miyazawa Ayumi."

With the seriousness in his tone, Yume clearly can't ignore Akashi's statement. 'But... Miyazawa Ayumi..?' That name feels familiar.

A flash of remembrance passed her mind as Yume recalled the budget proposal the day before. Miyazawa Ayumi is the newly appointed President of the Choir's Club.

"..Does this involves the budget proposal I rejected?" Yume found herself asking with curiosity.

The redhead took a moment of strained silence before smiling. "I heard you're going to watch the basketball club's practice today."

Yume stiffen. Akashi just changed the topic, meaning he won't elaborate further on the case of Miyazawa Ayumi. 'Moreover... How did he know that?' she almost shrieked inwardly.

Contrary to her internal strive, Yume only nods meekly in the presence of Akashi. "Mm.. Sat-ch, I mean, Momoi-san invited me.."

Akashi only hums in response. He doesn't seem to be interested. "Is that so."

Yume nodded again. After deciding the redhead had stopped with his interrogation, she went back to her work. Although, the same can't be said for her mind, which keep on wandering back to their earlier conversation.

'Why Miyazawa Ayumi?'


"Let's go, Yuu-chan!" Momoi excitedly pulled Yume by her wrist as soon as the bell rang, only giving enough time to make sure their bags are in hand.

This time, the brunette didn't resist and just goes along with Momoi's frantic pull. She can't even help smiling at how enthusiastic her bestfriend is being.

After turning a few corners, the First String Gym for the Basketball Club is finally in sight.

"We're here!" Momoi remarked in joy. She somehow feels the need to declare their arrival.

As the two walked into the open gym, Momoi halted and turned on her feet, facing Yume with a huge grin on her face. "Welcome to the First String Gym, Yuu-chan!"

The girl's voice is loud and it echoes across the room, gaining immediate attention from the occupants, to Yume's dismay. Fortunately, there're not that many people, the players are not in.

"I'm sooory..!" Momoi apologised with her hands clasped together, her eyes closed as she faced the ground. The two are currently sitting on the bench in the gym after that mortifying incident. "I was just too excited.."

Yume waved her hands dismissively. "It's okay, Sat-chan.." She doesn't want to attract more unwanted attention. Then she glanced around. "..So what will I do?"

Momoi lifts her head on that, her cheery smile back on her face. "Ah, the boys are currently running laps outside, then they'll play a mini game. Which should be soon." she turned to the door.

As if on cue, the boys came littering in with sweats as they jogged inside while few walked. Yume flinched at the number of people.

"Hmm?" Momoi muttered with confusion as she rummaged her schoolbag, looking for something. "It's not here! I must have left it on my desk..!"

"What is?" Yume asked the frustrated Momoi.

The Club's manager then turned to Yume frantically. "Yuu-chan!" she began, taking Yume's hands in hers. "I left my notes in the classroom, so please wait a while!" she spoke quickly before turning to her left side where towels are piled and water-bottles are arranged neatly. "If the boys need towel or water-bottle, just toss them."

Of course not. "Sat-chan, I-"

Too late. Momoi had already ran out of the gym. "Thank you, Yuu-chan!" was her last echoing words as her figure disappeared. When the girl got an idea, it's likely she won't stop.

Yume sighed. Why did she agree to this again?

"Oh, yo! Manai!" Aomine called as he approached Yume. He was covered with sweats. "Where's Satsuki going?"

"Aomine-kun." Yume acknowledged the boy. "She left something on the classroom, so she ran back for it."

Aomine doesn't look impressed. "Hee.. And she said I'm forgetful." He shrugged before extending his hand forward, as if asking for something.

Yume blinks in response, not understanding the sudden gesture.

Aomine frowned. "The water bottle."

Ah. Yume took one from her side and smiled as she stood up and handed him one.

Aomine grasped the bottle and glugged it down. He then held the nearly empty bottle in his hand. "You could just toss it, you know." he spoke. "No need to stand up and hand it personally."

"..Is that so.. I thought it wouldn't be polite to toss something.." Yume smiled sheepishly.

Well, the tanned male is not one for manners. He does have a good reason for this one, though. "It'll take too much time if you hand them one by one."

Yume blinks before smiling and nods. "Yeah.. That makes sense." Practicability over sensibility, eh?

Aomine then broke into a full-grin. "Watch me play, Manai. I will amaze you like no other."

The sudden declaration makes Yume shifts awkwardly on her feet. "..I don't know basketball, Aomine-kun.." she reminded weakly.

"It's fine, it's fine." He waved his hand repeatedly. Then his face contorted in slight distaste. "And stop calling me 'Aomine-kun'. Just call me Daiki. We are friends after all."

As the reserved girl she is, Yume obviously hesitates at his request. Aomine is not easily convinced. "I'm kind of grossed out by 'Aomine-kun', so please." he repeated.

With that said, Yume meekly complied with a slight nod. "...Then.. Daiki-kun.."

Aomine grins widely at that. He prefers his name wayyyyy then 'Aomine-kun'. Formality just doesn't sit well with him. Besides, don't friends address each other comfortably?

"...You can call me Yume.." After all, it's only fair if the boy is allowed the same. Although, Yume does hesitate.

The tanned male blinks in surprise before he grins once more. "Then! As our sign of friendship, I'll teach you basketball!" he exclaimed with joy.

Causing Yume to sweat drop. It's always basketball for him in the end. "That's fine, you don't have to." she refused with a wave of her hand.

"If you are friends with Momoi and this baka, it's only a matter of time before you learned basketball. Manai." A spiteful voice joined in as a greenhead came into full view.

"What did you mean by baka, baka?" Aomine retorted, looking annoyed as he returned the insult.

Midorima adjusted his glasses, unfazed. "Your statement is unfounded as your academic rank is way below mine, Aomine. That makes you the baka." he replied calmly with snide.

Aomine growled. The two continued with Aomine's heated response to Midorima's quiet but hurtful remarks as Yume stood by the sidelines, not knowing what to say.

"Ah, Cashier-chin~ Bring any sweets?" A familiar voice spoke as shadow loomed over Yume's head.

Yume looked up in slight alarm, only calming down when she spotted the unforgettable purple locks. "Ah.. from the convenience store.." she noted. What's his name again? Yume shook her head. "No, sorry."

The gigantic purplehead hummed with visible dejection. "Bring some next time, Cashier-chin. Oh, and it's Murasakibara Atsushi." he munched on his potato chips.

What's with these weird colourful heads? Is she expected for a regular visit now? Yume sweat dropped. "O-Oh, my name is Manai Yume. It's nice to meet you, Murasakibara-kun.." she almost bit her tongue at the inexplicably long name.

Before Murasakibara could respond, Yume find herself on the receiving end of Aomine's finger. "Then Yume will beat you!" he declared loudly.

... "Hai..?" Yume muttered with utter confusion. What just happened?

"Hmph." Midorima scoffed, unimpressed. "You are supposed to beat me with your scores, Aomine. Not Manai." he pushed his rimmed glasses to the bridge of his nose.

"Yume is my friend!" Aomine rebutted, not backing down. His finger still pointed to Yume. "So she will do it for me!" he turned to Yume as she jerked. "Right?!"

Eh? What? Why is she suddenly dragged into this? Yume can't even respond but blinking repeatedly.

"To prove that you are the idiot one, Yume will beat your scores in the next exam!" Aomine continued with a smirk.

At the absurd statement, Yume finally found her voice. "Err.. Why me, Daiki-kun?"

The boy huffed indignantly. "I'm freaking 5th last from the whole school year! How can I beat Midorima?" he raised his brow, stating the obvious. "That's why the duty fell to you."

Yume fails to process his logic, and the best she can do is put her most incredulous expression at Aomine's stupidity.

"Good luck, Cashier-chin." Murasakibara patted Yume's shoulder as he bit on his chips.

Aomine grins as he lifts his thumb up. He doesn't look guilty even a bit. Or ashamed.

While Midorima adjusts his spectacle like always. "I will not lose, Manai."

'...How did it end up like this again..?' Yume quietly muttered internally. Why does she always manages to get herself in trouble? Mostly with these colourful boys?

"Yuu-chan!" Momoi ran into the scenes, oblivious to the atmosphere. Waving a note in her hand. She stopped abruptly before Yume, handing her the note. "Here~!"

At the sudden interference, Yume blinks as she looked at the note in her hand. "What is this, Sat-chan?" she asked in confusion.

The pinkette smiles brightly. "It's a self-made notes regarding basketball!" she chirped happily. "With this, Yuu-chan will know almost everything there is to know about basketball!"

With the unexpectedly thoughtful gift, Yume's eyes widen is surprise. "..Did you... make it for me..?" she asked quietly, as if she can't believe it.

"Mm!" Momoi smiled, nodding confidently. Some people said that she is overbearing, but Momoi likes Yume enough to believe the girl doesn't think so.

To her belief, Yume smiles gratefully before hugging Momoi. Her first time initiating the hug. "Thank you, Sat-chan..! Thank you.."

Momoi blinks in slight astonishment before returning the hug with a cheery smile. "Mm! Of course, Yuu-chan!"

As the two girls embrace each other like a sloppy soap-opera, the boys shift awkwardly, namely Aomine and Midorima. Murasakibara just continued eating his chips in relaxed manners.


Author's note:

So yeah, how is it?

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