Kasamatsu and the 7 Miracles
Chapter Five: The List
The second week of his last year of highschool starts off with Kasamatsu standing in front of the teachers' lounge, half an hour before classes start. The raven haired teenager gripped the strap of his bag, having an eternal battle inside of his mind. He stared at the door, reaching up slowly to knock. Just before doing so, he pulled his hand away, frowning. Shaking his head, Kasamatsu knocked on the door quietly and took a step back, waiting. A minute passed and just when he thought that no one heard him, he was about to turn away and try later when suddenly the door swung open and smacked him in the face.
The steely-blue eyed teen stumbled backwards and cursed under his breath, rubbing his nose which hurt the most. Luckily, it was not broken or bleeding. He sniffled and looked up and stared at the one who had hit him with the door. "Are you Takeuchi Genta?" The third year asked, finding that the man in front of him filled Takao's brief description quite well.
The teacher raised his eyebrows at him, staring blankly, "Are you lost, first year?"
Kasamatsu sputtered out, "Fi- First year? I'm a third year!" He protested, frowning as he pointed to the three stars on his blazer. Despite feeling like the teacher made a stab at his height, Kasamatsu asked his question once more. "Are you not Takeuchi Genta?"
"I am," The middle aged man replied gruffly, "What do you want?"
"I heard from one of your students that you like basketball." Kasamatsu smiled rather slyly, noticing the minor change in the bigger man's demeanor. "I was wondering – well, more like hoping – that you would be the coach of the new basketball team I'm starting."
A long pause filled the air before the question finally registered into Takeuchi's mind. The older man put his hands on his hips and thought it over, occasionally making a strange face. Finally, he replied, "Alright. But on one condition." He announced, looking somewhat smug.
Kasamatsu frowned, "What?"
"My condition is that you get this list of people to join the team." Takeuchi scribbled down a bunch of names on a piece of paper he tore from his clipboard and handed it to Kasamatsu. "I can't tell you why it's so important, but believe me that it is."
Kasamatsu gave him a strange look as he took the list. He read it over and his eyes widened, lips parting in surprise as he re-read the list of names. 'Except for the last one, I know all of these names…' He thought, crumpling the piece of paper in his hand.
The third year turned his attention back to the Japanese History teacher, "I'll do it." He replied, squeezing the balled up piece of paper so hard that it was almost painful.
"Great, then I'll come coach you once you've gathered everyone." With that, Takeuchi walked away, his clipboard tucked casually under his arm. Kasamatsu stared at the teacher's retreating form in disbelieve before slowly looking down at the tiny ball of paper in his hand. He scowled and began to make his way to class, not caring if he was earlier than usual or not. Kasamatsu tossed the paper into a trash bin, the names already memorized in his brain. 'Akashi Seijuurou, Midorima Shintarou, Aomine Daiki, Kise Ryouta, Kagami Taiga, Kuroko Tetsuya, and Murasakibara Atsushi.'
'Why does he want me to get them to join so badly? Are they that good or something?' Kasamatsu has a feeling that there was something deeper to this than he originally thought. The third year stared down at his work, twirling his pen idly before glancing up at the clock. It was nearly lunch time and Kasamatsu believed it to be the perfect time to try and go find one of the people on the list he received.
The only problem was, Kasamatsu did not know who to ask first. He found that he sort of wanted to avoid Akashi as long as possible; but he also briefly wondered if he could make a deal or something with the monochromatic teenager. Another option was to go ahead and ask someone who he thought would join easily, like Kise or Kagami.
With being so absorbed with his thoughts, Kasamatsu did not realize that the bell had rung until he felt a soft poke to his shoulder. He was pulled from his thoughts and Kasamatsu looked up and blinked at the empty space in front of him before a quiet voice startled him. "I'm beside you, Kasamatsu-senpai." Kasamatsu whipped his head to the side and finally noticed a mess of familiar blue hair.
"Kuroko?" He questioned, wondering momentarily when the first year had popped up. "When did you-"
"I just got here actually." Kuroko said, looking around the third year's classroom. "There was something I wanted to talk to you about, Kasamatsu-senpai."
"Oh," Kasamatsu replied stupidly, cocking his head to the side. "What did you want to talk about?" The steely-blue eyed male moved so he was properly facing the younger teen, staring at him questioningly.
"I just wanted to ask you about joining the basketball club." Kuroko scratched his cheek, almost shyly, in a way.
"Eh?" Kasamatsu stared at him, clearly shocked. "Yo- You want to join?" The raven head questioned, still feeling quite shocked. He thought getting those seven boys was going to be a difficult task – but here one of them was, asking to join.
Kuroko nodded, "I'm going to try and help you with getting the others to join, Kasamatsu-senpai."
"That's gre- Wait, how do you know about that?"
Kuroko only smiled at Kasamatsu's question and narrowed eyes. The blue haired first year ignored his question and continued to speak, "I just need you to do something for me first."
"Wh- What?" At Kasamatsu's question, Kuroko placed his hands on the third year's desk, leaned down and softly kissed Kasamatsu on the lips.
Haha 8D I'm sorry to just leave it at the kiss. And you don't even know what ability Kurokocchi has. MUWAHAHAHA.
~WinterAssassin~