Mythia: Whoops. I forgot about this fanfic to be honest LOL.
I'm sorry for a late update! I told you that they will be slow, right? I have exams next week too, so please don't expect me to be quick this month. But once summer hits, I promise you that updates will be quick.
But let me first say that I'm so grateful to those who favorited/followed, and those who took the time to review. It means a lot to me that people like this story. :)
And ANNOUNCEMENT! Do you know Haikyuu? For those who do and read Haikyuu! fanfiction, I am in the process of writing for that fandom as well! So, I hope my brain isn't sucked dry from writing all of these fics by now... so many plots to remember lol how do I remember so many characters and such shoot me.
I am also writing for Tonari no Kaibutsu-kun (lol and I actually want to leave ff by August... wtf am I doing XD)
02
I Am Serious
Honki Desu
[Part One]
I blinked.
My eyes watched as Kagami went in for another dunk.
A smile found its way upon my lips when he showed his excitement on his sleeve. "Yes! This'll show 'em!"
I began to laugh. "Tai-kun, that wouldn't impress them at all."
"How'd you impress them then?" Kagami scoffed, momentarily stopping to glare at me.
"I'm just charismatic and pure awesome that way."
"Hahaha, sure." Sarcasm detected.
Kagami continued to play, moving faster and faster after each dunk. Then, I've noticed that he'd been jumping and jumping, over and over again.
I decided to ask, "Do you get tired jumping like that?"
Kagami officially stopped after that, and sat beside me. "Yeah, it kind of hurts," he muttered in response, as he patted his leg a bit. But then he sideways glared at me. "If you tell anyone about that..."
"My lips are sealed." I zipped my lips shut and threw away the key.
Leaning to the side, I drew out a water bottle. "Tai-kun, are you thirsty?" I asked, as I held out the bottle. He snatched at it and greedily chugged it down.
So he was thirsty.
When it was all gone, I took out another bottle for myself, but Kagami grabbed at that one and drank.
"You're going to use the bathroom, Tai-kun."
"Why you—shut up."
We were silent for a small while, just quietly thinking. Then, I broke the silence awkwardly and said, "Why did you call me out?"
Kagami looked at me for a moment, tilting his head to think. "Kuroko - he told me that he'd help me defeat the Miracles Tsu," he said. "He also said that you could help me too."
I smiled. "Of course I can help you, in any way I can. Though, mada, mada dane." I flicked his nose and laughed while he looked away in annoyance.
You still have a long way to go, Tai-kun.
"You're still a nerd you know. Watching - what was that? 'Prince of Tennis'?"
"Hey."
Kagami moved on. "Kuroko said that he'd make me the best player of Japan."
"Really?" I blinked.
"Yeah," he breathed. "What do you think? Suits me?"
"Not really, no. Just know it's going to be difficult," I said humbly. But Kagami just arrogantly scoffed.
"If I had a match with a Miracle anytime soon, who do you think will win?"
"Tai-kun, the Miracle would win without even trying against you. Even the weakest one would."
"I beat Kuroko. How hard could it be to beat another of his kind, huh?"
I stifled a laugh. By the way his face looked as he said that, he seemed barely proud of defeating Kuroko, because of how easily the small match was taken care of. "I was talking about someone else, a light," I said. "Kuroko must've said something about that with you, right?"
Kagami nodded. "Who's the weakest?" he questioned.
"Ah, that'd be Kise Ryouta," I clarified. "He copies moves from other players and makes them better. I remember he tried copying my twist shot."
"How'd he do?"
"Oh, so you're interested?" I asked in surprise, as I leaned back a bit while holding onto my knee. "Well, since his dominant hand was his right, he tried doing my move the opposite way. He backed up his right hand on the ball and twisted his left ankle. Because of that, he couldn't do it."
He nodded a little, staring up at the night sky in the street court. "Did he try your way, using his left hand?"
"Yes, he did. He did it, but it was weaker than what it could be because of, well... you know."
Silence.
"Hey, do you think we forgave each other too quickly?"
"Who said I forgave you Tsu?"
I turned to him. "W-Wait, so you didn't forgive me?" I looked hurt, so he smacked my head. "Ow!"
"Take a joke. Siblings can't get mad at each other over little things in the past forever."
I was quiet for a few seconds, the words sinking in. Then, I just had to laugh. "Aha, you're so deep sometimes Tai-kun."
Because of that, I earned another smack. "Ack! Stop that! You're killing my brain cells."
Kagami snorted. "Who the hell says that?"
"Yuki-chan!" Kimiko called enthusiastically. "Over here!"
I rushed over to her, adjusting my skirt. Oh, the morning rushes to school were just - ugh. "What is it?"
"I heard that you were the manager of the basketball team! Didn't you say that you hated basketball before?"
My eyes stared at her dark brown hair and golden brown eyes. "W-Who told you that?"
"Well, I've heard from my friend's friend that she saw you in the second year's floor, talking with Izuki-kun. She told me that he was a basketball member of the club!" She blushed a little as she thought. I wondered what she thought.
"Do you like Izuki-senpai?" I asked her, my head tilted sideways.
Her blush only deepened, which pretty much gave me an answer. "Um, well I - uh..."
"That's really cute, Kimiko-san," I said as I smiled genuinely. "You two will be quite the pair."
"W-Wait, you mean—! No way, no how, no! No!" She squirmed vigorously.
"I can take you to him if you want, if Hyuga-senpai won't be mad. Or maybe I'll just not let him find out." When I saw her blush again, I blinked. "H-Hold on, you like Hyuga-senpai too?"
She meekly nodded. "They're both just..."
Now I knew I had a boy-crazy girl as a friend.
"I mean - their muscles! Their height! Their sweat!"
"Their sweat?"
"Their charming faces! Oh, the faces!"
"… Hyuga-senpai included?"
"And don't forget that they're basketball players! Are they good Yuki-chan? Oh, please tell me they're good!"
I thought for a moment, trying to ignore the fact that Kimiko looked sparkly over the two boys. She better not like Koganei-senpai or Mitobe-senpai too, I thought. "They're very good," I assured her, as we walked to homeroom.
She exhaled dramatically. "Good! Maybe they're better now than last year."
My eyes narrowed slightly in confusion, as I asked, "What do you mean?"
"You don't know, Yuki-chan? There was this Inter-High thing between basketball players of, I don't know, the district? But anyway, they go against each other, and Seirin High didn't make it very far. I think it was maybe a school that had really tough players in them? I don't know much, but it was bad."
"H-How do you know that?" I couldn't help but shiver a little in pity. Seirin…
She giggled awkwardly, "Silly Yuki-chan. My older sister knows all about it! She's interested in basketball, unlike me. And my friend's friend knows a bit about basketball too."
Class had to start before we could speak again. And, well, I was greeted with this after second period:
"Argh!"
"No need to get worked up, Tai-kun," I teased, as we walked down the hall. "You knew this would happen."
"Shut up! I didn't see this coming!" Kagami snapped, his quirky eyebrows narrowing. "What, did you know this would happen?"
I had to restrain myself from laughing. "Um, naturally?"
"I hate you."
I flinched only slightly, but I smiled. "That's okay. At least you can't avoid me."
After punching my arm, Kagami scoffed, "You're such an idiot Tsu. Changed a lot, except that baby face. Probably don't call yourself stupid anymore."
"I have brought up my self-esteem, huh?" I hummed, rubbing at the pain given. "I don't know, maybe it's the change of scenery here, with everyone around here Japanese, or um, most of them. That, or the fact that I met you and Tatsu-san."
"…'Tatsu-san'? You're going formal already?"
The air stiffened. I stopped walking, causing Kagami to look back at me. "What?" he questioned.
"I just - do you think that maybe…" I blinked, looking down at my textbooks. "You know, Tatsu-san is older than me, so maybe I should call him Tatsu-senpai. But after everything I've been through with him…"
"You sound lovesick."
My eyes widened, as I elbowed his arm hard.
"Ow! Idiot!"
I ignored his words and proceeded to stammer, "T-That's impossible! I don't like him that way! I've strictly loved him as a sister to a brother, a-and he's my older brother, and it's disturbing, and—"
"Lovesick."
"S-S-Shut up! We're moving on!" I huffed, massaging my temple. "No, you're not allowed to become a regular just like that. Obviously, they want you playing in games with them. But they treat everyone equally at first, you know. It isn't fair if some of them got to be a full-fledged member right off the bat, and then the rest had to write a form to be out of the title, 'Trial Member.'"
"How lame," Kagami grunted. "Stop teasing me."
"I-I wasn't teasing you," I muttered, scratching my head. "I'm serious."
Kagami lightly stared at me, as I walked ahead of him. I could feel it focused at my feet, thinking hard about something. "You know I don't want to talk to that person," he said.
"You knew it'd eventually come."
"I really do hate you and your guts."
"Well," I said, looking back with a cheeky smile, "Aida Riko is your coach. You can't avoid her. Go I bid you good luck, and goodbye."
With that look on my face, Kagami eyed me suspiciously. "What's with you? What do you know? Oi, tell me, stupid!"
"Good luck Tai-kun!"
"Get over here, you little brat!"
It was Monday. My head was a little bit dizzy from prior events. Though the night before, I was looking at my contacts on my phone in my room, smiling with nostalgia at my girl friends in America. They used to text me so often, but I understood why they didn't so much nowadays.
As I kept smiling at my contacts, that smile stiffened and slipped away at that one contact number.
Himuro Tatsuya.
I closed my eyes for a moment. I miss him so much, I couldn't help but think. We were really close before.
I decided to look at my previous pictures, before I remembered that I had a new phone. Glancing at my laptop on my desk, I knew that okaa-san uploaded my old photos there.
Honestly, I didn't want to look at them right then. But at the same time, if I just kept things like that, my heart would swell up. Not that it wasn't doing that anyway.
I pulled up my laptop and opened the files. It was that small file on the corner of my screen that I would always leave untouched; I even refused to think about it. Why I never just deleted it… remained a mystery.
My eyes stared at the first picture. There was a girl with short, white hair, young and shy, smiling at a boy in dark raven hair and soft eyes. Okaa-san took that picture.
I remembered that day. Okaa-san embarrassed me by saying that Tatsu-san was a gentleman. She asked me if I had a crush on him.
My smile was faint. There was a point where I did develop tiny feelings for him. But it was brief, as I knew it could never be returned. It was ridiculous anyway… brother complexes were disturbing…
Clicking on another picture, my eyes met his once more. Tatsu-san took a selfie of himself, with a half-embarrassed half-angry Tai-kun in the background. This was taken on that basketball court near our school.
Another was taken of Kagami and I. As usual, I timidly smiled at the camera. Boy, did I look white… I still did.
Then, I noticed something a little off. Kagami was smiling too, looking at me. My cheeks were a little red, probably from sweating. I've always figured it was that, but Kagami wasn't sweating at all. I swore he practiced harder than me then. Well, then again, this was a while ago.
Why was my face red? Was it because of my camera shyness? Himuro? Kagami?
Back to Monday, I read the clock. It was only 6:03. School started about an hour and a half later, and it was close to my home, so I usually slept in for fifteen or so minutes.
I yawned, tired from looking at pictures for several hours—I'm not lying—and wondering all sorts of things. At the time, I never thought of relationships past friendship, and thought I'd never think of that until I was in my twenties. But this was just horrible… to think that I liked my brothers. That's so dumb! Wah!
Even though they're not my brothers, they've treated me so. I should treat them as a little sister would, since that's the obvious thing to do!
My eyes closed, and I stretched in bed. I just remembered that I needed to finish an English assignment due in a few days, and that I should've finished it today so I could help Kimiko-san with hers. She knew that I was in America when I was a child up until middle school, and that I was better at my English than my Japanese (ironically, right?). She would ask her sister, but she was no better at it.
Maybe you've wondered if I had the Generation of Miracles' contacts or pictures anywhere. Well, I deleted their contacts, but Ki-kun would text me from time to time. Akashi too, though I didn't know why. His texts were weird anyway. I eventually didn't bother to see what both would text me, and would just delete it.
As for the pictures, I burned them on a disc that I buried somewhere in my closet. I couldn't bring myself to delete them forever. After everything I've been through with them? They may be assholes right now, but they were my friends once.
The only pictures I didn't delete were ones with Kuroko, because he once told me that memories couldn't be erased. The ones you wanted to throw away most would just rot with you. Besides, Kuro-kun was a friend I wanted to stick with, because he understood the big problem that others couldn't see because of their bigheadedness.
Maybe one day, I could have the heart to look at that CD again.
I dropped my phone when I checked the buzz.
"What's wrong?" asked Kimiko.
I stared at the phone and Kimiko back and forth. Slowly, I hid it behind me. "I-It's nothing."
"Eh, I don't believe you," she whined, snatching my phone up. Her eyebrows met in confusion. "Huh? Who's this, your ex-boyfriend?"
"W-What—!?"
"Whoever he is, he's stalking you." She smiled innocently at me, batting her eyes. "Care to cough it up? Who is this 'Kise'?"
My mouth closed shut, my feet rooted to the ground. I couldn't speak.
"Kise?" Kuroko was behind me. Kimiko jumped at this, and shouted incoherent things in surprise. I guess she hadn't met Kuroko yet.
"Do you know him?" was what I heard from Kimiko. I turned to Kuroko with a pleading look, and he ignored it while nodding. I visibly paled at this.
Before I knew it, Kuroko had my phone. Kise had again asked me where I was going for high school. He playfully threatened that he was going to search me up or ask Akashi. I held my breath at this.
"You didn't tell them?" Kuroko asked me. I shook my head quickly.
"I don't want to, and the reasons should be clear to you," I responded.
Kimiko decided to leave for me to talk to him, telling me to spill details later. Though it'd be hard to explain the past few years of my life.
Kuroko still held my phone when another buzz emitted from it. Kind as he was, he let me see it first. I sighed, "His senpai texted through Ki-san's phone. He apologized for him."
"That's expected," was what he said.
I stifled my laugh. "Yeah."
His blue eyes bore into mine. They held a mysterious yet sincere look to them that made him easy to talk to. He was by my side since I was here in Japan. I felt obligated to repay him with kindness as well, and by that, I had been manager of the team it seemed.
A final buzz vibrated my hand. The moment I glanced at it, I nearly dropped it again. Kuroko gave me a look of confusion, and caught my hands.
"Is that Kise?"
"Y-Yeah," I said shakily. "Though w-why so soon… ?"
Kuroko looked at me, and I knew he wanted to know. I took a deep breath, and said, "Ki-san is coming here."
See, you probably think I'm dramatic. But I'm not. Kuroko knew that I've tried since it started happening to stop it from moving forward. But no matter what I did, nothing worked. Kise was a victim of this, and I've been emotionally unstable about him and some other people. So seeing him when my heart wasn't in its right place felt wrong, and I'd rather see him again when I'm calmer.
Kuroko laid his hands on my small shoulders. "It'll be okay. I'll help you."
I closed my eyes. "Thank you, Kuro-kun."
After a few quiet seconds, he randomly grabbed my wrist. "Come on," he said.
That's when I forgot something. "I-Is it today?" I squeaked.
"Yes."
I tried to resist his wrist, but it was firm. I was so weak…
On the roof of Seirin High, as I could've guessed, there was Kagami and the three other first years. I sighed quietly.
"What are you doing here?" Kagami demanded. I pointed to Kuroko, even though in my house my mother would cut off my fingers for it. I've grown up being forbidden to point because it was rude, but I didn't know what to say then, so that was why I did it.
"Well, she's manager, isn't she?" Fukuda asked. I slightly nodded, when Aida wrapped an arm around my neck and dragged me out of Kuroko's grasp.
"Leave Yuki alone, and let's do this already!" she shouted.
"It's almost class!" Kagami barked while cursing after. "Just take the forms already!" He shoved the papers to Aida, who let it fall to the ground.
"That's not why I had you all here with those forms. I want confident players in our team, so you better listen up." Then, Aida instructed them to shout their name, year, class, and their ambitious goals in front of everyone in the school grounds, or else they had to… strip naked and - and confess to the girl they love…
I wanted to say something about that. I didn't know what.
Kagami groaned but went first. Those following were Kawahara, Fukuda, Fuchida, and Kuroko. Though I wasn't there for Kuroko, because I got a text from Kimiko to help her with something before class (she didn't finish a question from her homework assignment), I heard right after that the principal busted them. I wondered how that went, but knowing from Aida that she did this every year, I could guess that she wasn't surprised.
Mythia: I don't have anything past that i'msosorry.
The next part should be up by June though! Maybe even sometime this month! Though let's face it that's highly unlikely.
What do you guys think about Season 3 of KnB? I love it so far! The art's improved from what I'm seeing. :)
I also would like to ask: Would you like me to draw Yukishiro? I will have her picture on the fic's cover if that's the case.
Shiro: A-Ah, that's not necessary!
Mythia: But you're so cute. :3
Kagami: What?
Mythia: Admit it, Kagami! Isn't she cute!?
Kagami: H-Hah!? N-N-NO! *looks away*
Mythia: That's kinda mean...
Shiro: T-That's okay! I look like a troll anyway.
Mythia: *stares* That's my line.
