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Chapter 32
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"What do you want for breakfast?" Kasamatsu asked as he put on his apron.
"Pancakes!" Takao belted.
"Sandwiches!" Kise added.
"Anything." Kuroko mumbled.
"Both." Kagami grinned.
Kasamatsu twitched with annoyance before he said, "Well, pancakes it is."
"Senpai!" Kise wailed at his choice being overlooked. "Why?"
But as soon as Kasamatsu started, Kenji came through the front door, with a bright smile on his face. With raised eyebrows, the boys awaited the manager's announcement. Whenever Kenji smiles like that, it's either Hikaru is going to kill them, they're going to be on a variety show and look like idiots, or something which neither of them will like.
"Guess what boys," the manager started. "You can start your move by this evening."
"Eh? That was fast." Takao whistled. "I thought it'll take a week."
Kenji shook his head. "It's just a simple request. All I needed was a "yes" or "no" so naturally Dad will look at it almost immediately."
"Oh."
"So, start packing your things and moving them over little by little, okay?" the manager said with a smile at his five boys.
"What are you talking about?! All we have to move is our clothes and shoes!" Kagami guffawed. "You sound as though we'll be moving the furniture too!"
"Right?!" Takao joined in.
"Whatever. You'll be moving your utensils too and other things right?" Kenji said with an eye roll. But then he added, "And let me know when you plan on moving your instruments from Makio-san's."
The room fell into an abrupt silence.
Kenji saw his five boys look at each other before breaking out in grins. He shook his head with a chuckle, realizing that the others were rubbing off on Kuroko. When he had first met the boy, he gave off the impression that he was the stoic type, and even the others had said that Kuroko was the expressionless type. But these days, the light-blue haired teen was full of emotions, especially around his fellow idiots.
"You can move them now!" Kenji heard Takao chirp. "I can't wait to start!"
"No!" Kise strongly objected. "We have to paint the place first!"
"Right…and we didn't even get to paint here yet." The hawk-eyed boy mumbled.
"Alright, alright," Kenji started, "there's no need to worry about here. You're moving remember?"
"Hmm…"
"One final thing," Kenji started again, "How's your planning for Ai-Fest coming on? Still sticking with the first ideas?"
"Yup!" Takao and Kise chirped while the other three simply nodded.
"Okay, if there are any chances, let me know immediately no matter how crazy it is."
"Will do!"
When Kenji left, Kasamatsu returned to the kitchen and fixed his boys their food. Kise kept sulking that his captain had chosen pancakes over him, but when Kasamatsu was done, Kise got the shock of his life.
"Here."
"Senpai…I thought…"
"You're my annoying ace; obviously I'm going to give you what you want."
"Really?"
"It's the sad truth."
"I love you~!" the blond screeched as he threw himself towards his captain. And for once, Kasamatsu didn't avoid him.
"You know, I wonder if Yu-chan had been girl, would Ryou-chan still throw himself on him—her like that?" Takao thought out loud. "Or would he have been more reserved or something?"
"Of course he'd still throw himself on Kasamatsu." Kagami and Kuroko deadpanned.
"E —enough chatter!" Kasamatsu barked, pushing off Kise. He had heard them clear as day about him being a girl. "You have school!"
"But if Senpai was a girl, then…I think she'd find me repulsive or something. But yeah, I'd still lock her in my embrace. After all, she'd be shorter than me, right?" Kise grinned.
Kasamatsu glared at his ace. "I'll strangle you."
Kise smirked, "Reiko-nee would say, "Choke me Daddy"."
Kasamatsu's face reddened with a heated blush before he dashed towards the ace. "I'm going to kill you!" he screamed. This was the second time that someone said this to Kasamatsu and he was not at all pleased. Kise on the other hand, sprinted out the front door quickly, and towards Kenji's house in hopes that the manager would save him.
Meanwhile, the other three laughed at the Blue Elites' antics.
"Never a dull moment." Takao laughed.
xxxx
After their hectic morning, and Kenji managing to calm Kasamatsu down, the five boys headed out to school. Of course, Kise and Kasamatsu took the bus since Kaijou was nearby, while the Tokyo boys were dropped off by Kenji.
The first thing Kasamatsu and Kise noticed the moment they stepped through Kaijou's gates were that some of the students were gazing in what seemed to be a magazine. At first, Kise thought nothing of it, as it was the same whenever a fashion or any other magazine came out.
But, upon closer inspection, they realized that the magazine was Idol Monthly, the same magazine that they had done the interview for. That meant, this issue in the hands of the students was the same one with their interview, the same one that Kenji got mad at them for.
"Oh shit." The two looked at each other with fright. But scanning their memories, they heaved a sigh of relief as they hadn't said anything revealing. No one at their school would be able to accurately guess who "Yuki" and "Sunn" were from the interview.
So after changing their shoes at the locker area, they went their separate ways, for once Kise wasn't hounded about his supposed identity. Kasamatsu on the other hand, had another thing coming.
He stepped through the door of his class and suddenly, he felt all eyes on him. It was awkward, even as though he made his way to his seat, he could feel the stares like searing heat against his skin. Quickly, he took out his phone and plugged in his new headphones to tune out his surroundings.
"Kasamatsu," a male classmate said as he poked his arm to gain his attention.
Startled, he took off his headphones and looked at him, the Evanescere song blasting loudly. "Yes?"
"Can I ask you a question?"
"You just did."
"You like rock music, right?"
"No, that's why I'm listening to Evanescere right now." The captain spat with sarcasm.
Unperturbed, the classmate continued, "Are you planning on going to any festival this year?"
"Summer Sonic."
"And your name is Yukio —"
"Oi," the captain stopped him, looking extremely irritated. "You said you wanted to ask me "a question". Why is this turning into an interrogation?" he nearly snapped. "What do you want?"
"Uh, ah, it's just…" the classmate looked confused as he constantly looked behind his back. With a defeated sigh, he said, "It's just that the girls over there think you might be Yuki of Catal Rhythm."
"Really?" the captain said offhandedly. "Is that so?"
The classmate looked at him with suspicion because of his attitude. But then again, this was Kasamatsu. He always has attitude when his music was interrupted. "Yes, they do."
"Good for them then."
"Kasamatsu, why are you —"
"Kasamatsu!" a scream took him out of his ordeal. The captain looked to the door and saw Akagi, with the brightest smile that may rival Kise's. "Tickets go on sale today at six!"
Completely ignoring the other classmate, Kasamatsu perked up, "Great!" he paused his music and fiddled on his phone, "Let me set everything up so I don't have to scramble like the other peasants."
"Yup!" the hyped teen chirped as he sat in his seat. "Man, I can't wait to see Lynkyn Park!"
"Just to let you know, I'm going to be losing my shit the moment they come on." Kasamatsu said with a laugh.
"Pfft!" Akagi chuckled. "Everyone is going to be losing their shit."
"Kasamatsu!" the classmate said strongly to regain the captain's attention.
"Oh, you were still here? Sorry."
With a sigh he said, "So which is it? Are you Yuki or not?" he sounded a bit frustrated. "Please answer truthfully because these girls are going to be a pest since you can't talk to them."
Kasamatsu sighed. "Look Oda, until Yuki reveals his identity, this guessing game is going to continue. Why can't they just wait until then? It isn't going to kill them, now is it?"
"Apparently, it is."
"Well, that's not my problem." Kasamatsu said with sass.
Akagi, who was feigning ignorance joined in and asked, "So what made them think he's Yuki?"
"Well, according to the interview in the magazine, Yuki's name is derived from his given name; he likes rock music and is going to Summer Sonic. Add to that, we all know that he's our age and attends our school."
"So…because Kasamatsu's name is Yukio, they think he's the one, huh?"
"Well, everything matches."
Akagi shrugged. "Bruh, you're all over-thinking." He said. "Just because Yuki and Kasamatsu have things in common doesn't make them the same person."
"Wha—?"
"So just run along and tell Asahara and her bitches to drop this because it's getting nowhere." The brunette smiled. "Or else they'll stir up Kasamatsu's inner yakuza."
"Inner Yakuza?" Oda asked as he looked to the captain who was busy on his phone.
"Trust me; you don't want to see it."
…
Seirin was in a similar state to Kaijou.
But as usual, neither Kagami nor Kuroko could care less about what was happening around them. They changed their shoes at the front lockers and trudged up to their classrooms, sat in their seats comfortably. Kise was always complaining about the detective fangirls and fanboys in Kaijou, but given their personalities, no one would ever suspect them. Especially Kagami.
But lo and behold…
"Sora's hair and eyes are naturally light-blue, huh?" one boy hummed. "So all we have to do is find the guy here, right? I mean, how many people in Seirin have light-blue hair?"
"Is there any?" a female joined in. "Think about it, if that was the case, wouldn't he stand out like a sore thumb since opening ceremony? I haven't recalled seeing anyone with light-blue hair let alone blue eyes."
"Kuroko…" Kagami turned around to look at his partner. "…you're in the red."
"I realize." The shadow sighed. "I just hope I can avoid them for as long as possible."
"Well, you have been all this time so —"
"Kagami," a male classmate drew up a chair beside the redhead.
"What?" he asked quickly, squaring up himself to hide Kuroko.
"Can I see something?"
Kagami immediately drew back. He didn't want to take any chances. "See what?"
"Come on, there's something that was drawn to our attention."
"What's that?"
"I can't tell you until you let me see your —"
"Stay away!" Kagami screeched, pushing his chair further back. Quickly, he grabbed Kuroko, tucked him under his arm and bolted out of the classroom. His legs carried him to the gym, where he stopped by the doors to catch his breath. "We're gonna die, Kuroko. We can't continue to live like this."
"You're better off than me." Kuroko sighed. "At least you don't have light blue hair."
"But you're a ghost, Kuroko. You'll be fine."
"Not when the teacher calls my name in attendance."
"Shit." Just then, the tiger saw his companion whip out his cell phone and positioned it at his ear. "Who're you calling?"
"Kenji-san." Kuroko replied.
"Why?"
"Because, we're going home." He deadpanned. "I'm not staying in this mess."
"Right…" Kagami nodded. "So…who's going to get our bags?"
"I will. I'm a ghost, remember?"
xxxx
The instant Takao stepped through his classroom door, his friends Tsukiyama and Honda grabbed him and pushed him out back into the hallway.
"Takao, there's something we need to discuss." Tsukiyama started in a frightening tone. The two trapped Takao at the wall, flanking him on his left and right.
"Umm, you guys are scaring me." Takao started, "I didn't do it!" he said to defend himself.
"It's not that." Honda said. "Tell us, and we promise not to tell anyone else, you're Taka of Catal Rhythm aren't you?"
Takao didn't even stiffen. Putting his acting to good use, he said coolly, "where'd you get that idea from?"
But his friends will have none of it.
"You and Taka sound alike." Honda started. "When you said "Ai-chan" the other day, it sounded a lot like how Taka said it on Juuzou's radio show."
"So…? People sound alike, you know?" Takao countered.
"In Idol Monthly, Taka says his name means "Hawk", the kanji in your name means the same thing. Plus, you have what people in basketball dub "eagle or hawk" eyes. Both of you have some connection with "hawk"." Tsukiyama argued. "Who else in our cohort matches that?"
"Uh, uh," Takao couldn't think of a quick-witted reply.
The two smirked in victory. "I thought so."
"But you mustn't tell anyone! If you do, my manager will skin you alive!"
"Don't worry, your secret's safe with us." Honda grinned. "Who would've thought though?" he chuckled.
"But his personality fits being an idol. Chirpy, troublesome, quirky…" Tsukiyama nodded. "Yes, why didn't we suspect you before? Hell, why hasn't anyone suspected you before?!" he burst out laughing.
"I don't know and I don't want them to." Takao sighed. But inwardly, he prayed that no one else will start to suspect him. He's heard Kise whine and complain about his daily struggles, and frankly, he couldn't deal with additional stress.
"So," the point guard was taken out of his thoughts by Tsukiyama, "tell us, are you and Hattori dating?"
Takao groaned in distress.
xxxx
"Today has got to be the worst day of my life!" Takao screeched as he sat in the sofa. "Could you believe that my two closest friends figured me out!?" he said, almost ripping his hair out. "Just by my voice?!"
"Damn…" Kagami said in pity. "I was almost caught as well…but Kuroko…" he said as he looked across to his shadow. "I don't think he can ever go back to school."
"I can, Kagami-kun." The small teen deadpanned. "All I have to do is wear a cap like last time."
"What about your eyes?"
"Contacts."
At the moment, the three boys from Tokyo were home, although, Kuroko and Kagami had faked severe illnesses so that the school nurse had to get Kenji to pick them up. At first, the manager was shocked because they were perfectly fine when he dropped them off, but as soon as they entered the van…he realized what was up.
"I don't think we can continue to live like this." Takao sighed. "I really don't."
"But what are we going to do?" Kagami asked. "Go on national TV and show our faces?"
"On the contrary, I have an idea." Kuroko smiled. "We —"
"Guys!" a screech took them out of their conversation. The front door bust open, revealing a dishevelled looking Kise. His uniform wasn't even buttoned properly, his belt buckle was partially done, his hair was matt with sweat and sticking out all over the place —Kise looked like a mauled animal.
"What the hell happened to you?" Kagami asked in fright at the terrible look of the model.
"Senpai!"
At this, the others were on high alert. Hearing the blond's tone of voice, they assumed that there was something wrong with the captain. Add to that, he hasn't come home with Kise.
"What about Yu-chan?" Takao asked with worry. "Is —is he hurt?"
Kise flung his shoes off and stormed in, heading to their bedroom to change into something comfortable. He rummaged for a t-shirt and knee-length shorts, and returned to the living room where the others were, ignoring Kagami's shout of "that's my shorts!". It was a usual thing for them to be wearing each other's clothes as long as they fit. At the moment, Takao was in one of Kasamatsu's shirts and Kagami was in Kise's t-shirt and neither of the boys cared.
"So…?" Takao prompted for the blond to talk.
"Senpai is gone to meet Reiko-nee! Like…he's gone to meet Reiko-nee!" Kise screeched. "I need to know what the hell they're scheming!"
The others were not amused.
"Calm the hell down." Kuroko sighed. "So what? Didn't you want them to be together anyway?"
"Yes I do!" Kise shouted. "But that's not the point. I want to know what they're up to! All throughout practice Senpai was texting her and smiling!" he shrieked with wide eyes. "Senpai doesn't smile during practice no matter what! Either they're plotting something or Senpai is finally making a move!"
"Kise, you're overreacting." Kagami tried to calm him down. They had all known the reason for Kasamatsu to be meeting with Reiko, so they had to keep the blond in the house. "Think about it, if Kasamatsu was scheming, wouldn't we be in on it as well? Yet, we're sitting here listening to you whine." He said, totally ignoring the latter of the blond's sentence.
"You're supposed to listen to me whining!"
"Okay, okay." Takao chuckled, realizing this was going nowhere. "But we can't go spy or anything if that's what you want; we've got vocal lessons and Korean Language class to go to."
"Damn…I forgot." Kise hissed.
"But…" Takao continued with a smile, "…We can wrestle the info out of him, no? Especially you, Martial Artist-san."
Kise grinned.
xxxx
Kasamatsu sat idly by the window, sipping on a soda. He glanced at his watch every now and then, but whom he was waiting on was nowhere in sight. But given that he was alone, his mind wandered. The first time he met Reiko was on the day that they were going to shoot the video for that online competition. Sure, he's heard Kise talk about his sisters —his entire family by extension—but he's never met either of them except Ryouhei. So he never thought anything of it after Takao uploaded the video to Seimei.
But then, Kise found a way to send her crashing into his life and unexpectedly, staying there. He brought her to her graduation ball where he had tons of fun with her and her friends especially Asao and Takeru since they loved basketball as well. Then, they exchanged numbers before the night was over and became text buddies who even call each other ever so often.
And the captain could feel a part of him becoming slightly giddy at the mention of her name, he could feel his cheeks heating up whenever she called and he heard her voice.
"Yukio…" he mumbled to himself. "…this is abnormal behaviour. What's wrong with you?" But he had a feeling of what's "wrong".
"Kasamatsu-kun~!" a high pitched voice took him out of his thoughts. The very same voice that makes his cheeks heat up.
The beautiful blond girl known as Kise Reiko.
She was dressed casually —green jeans pants hugging her thighs snugly, with a white blouse tucked into the waist. Her sneakers were white with green stripes.
"Did I make you wait long?" she asked panting as she took her seat beside him. "I had to get out of the taxi early because of the goddamn traffic."
"Yes, my soda is finished." The captain said, shaking the cup to make the ice rattle.
Reiko pouted, "You're supposed to deny it."
"Really?"
"Yes really Kasamatsu-kun!" her pout was still present. "It's the typical role of a gentleman to say he didn't wait long even if he waited for a century!"
"Oh? Well, I guess I'm not a gentleman and will never be." He shrugged.
Reiko stared at Kasamatsu with disbelieving eyes. But she knew what he was like from their texting and calls. With a chuckle she said, "Kasamatsu-kun, you know, you're pretty awful."
"It runs in the family." He grinned.
Her bright eyes narrowed at him. "You don't want to know what runs in my family."
Kasamatsu sweat-dropped. Makio did say that the Kise family were a bunch of thugs and gangsters but frankly, he found it hard to believe.
"But anyway," she chirped with a bright smile. "Let's begiiiiin!" She pulled out a small notepad and pen from her bag.
"Hai, hai, Reiko-san."
Suddenly, she stopped. Kasamatsu raised an eyebrow at her, confused.
"You know, Yukio-kun," she started, making him jolt at the mention of his given name. "It's not fair that you call me by my name but I call you Kasamatsu-kun."
"But…but…I can't call you "Kise", that's reserved for your brother."
She made a mischievous smile. "Sooo~" she sang quite off-key, "I'll call you "Yukio", whether you like it or not."
"But…"
"Don't "but" me. Your name is cute." She grinned. "How do you write it? Do you include the kanji for "snow"? Or…?"
Kasamatsu turned his face away to hide his blush when she said his name was cute. "No…I was born in the summer so it's "happiness"."
"Ohhh…" Reiko nodded, her expression turning impish. "Heeh? Are you blushing, Yukio-kun?" she teased.
"N—no!" he quickly defended. "I'm not!"
Reiko grinned mischievously. "Oh really? Then tell me, why is your face as red as a tomato? And why did you stutter?"
"I…I have a…I have a fever." He mumbled while using a hand to fan himself. This prompted Reiko to roar with laughter. Her laugh was much different from Kise's, but one thing they had in common, they were extremely contagious. Not before long, Kasamatsu found himself chuckling at the mere sight of seeing her laughing.
After she came out of her laughing fit, she grinned, somewhat reminding Kasamatsu of Kise due to her blinding smile. "But enough chit-chat, let's get down to business, Yukio-kun~"
Kasamatsu could only grunt. She's going to be the death of me…
xxxx
By the time he and Reiko decided to wrap up, the captain only had time to head to the Complex for his lessons. When he reached, he saw his other four bandmates sitting in Ichinose's class awaiting their teacher's arrival.
"Yo," he said lazily as he walked in.
"Yu-chan, what took you so long?! Ryou-chan told us you were with Rei-chan, is that true?!" Takao started, firing the "questions" without hesitation. Kasamatsu inwardly smiled, as he knew that Takao knew where he was and with who from prior planning.
"Yeah, we just talked about stuff, you know?" he smiled, taking a seat beside the blond.
"Stuff like…?" Kise inquired, wiggling his eyebrows and making suggestive faces at the older teen.
"Like how in the future I'm going to make her squirm beneath my touch." Kasamatsu deadpanned with an eye roll. The only reason he replied like that was due to Kise's tone of voice and his expressions.
The blond ace let out a startled gasp, pushing his chair away from his captain in shock. Kuroko snapped his book shut at the reply, Kagami looked slack-jawed and Takao…he felt like he couldn't breathe.
"What?" Kasamatsu asked as though he hadn't just said a rather…outrageous sentence.
"Senpai…I never knew you had such a…a…a…" Kise didn't even what to say.
"A what?"
"A —"
"Annyeonghaseyo!" Ichinose greeted as he strolled in with couple papers in his hands. He wore a bright smile on his face, and immediately, the boys knew that they were in for a real treat.
"Annyeonghaseyo." They replied. (Hello)
"Jal jinaesseo?" (How have you been?)
"Pigonhaeyo." (Tired) Kagami grumbled.
"More like exhausted." Takao said.
"Korean, Takao-kun."
Takao said nothing more. Given what happened today, he wasn't in the mood to be talkative like usual. Ichinose raised an eyebrow in confusion, as normally, Takao would be chatting away, even if he was completely incorrect with grammar and pronunciation and lacked vocabulary.
"Is there something wrong?" the instructor finally asked.
"My identity was found out by closest friends!" Takao screeched. "I thought my high school life would have ended!"
"Kuroko and I had to fake an illness to escape school!" Kagami shouted. "Student detectives are no joking matter!"
"Senpai is planning on deflowering my sister!"
Ichinose choked on air. He completely disregarded what Takao and Kagami said, but focused his attention on Kise who was cowering from an indignant Kasamatsu. "What was that, Kise-kun?" he asked. "Did you just say…that…?" he couldn't even continue his sentence.
"He said nothing Sensei." Kasamatsu snarled, grabbing the blond in his throat. "Nothing at all."
"Pray for his soul, Sensei." Kagami said to the instructor. "If not, he's going to die when we get home."
"O…okay?" Ichinose didn't even how to reply. But quickly changing the subject, he said, "it's time for your test."
The boys let out a stressed groan while Kasamatsu whispered to Kise "I'll kill you after dinner".
"We had one couple weeks ago! Why are you doing this to us?! Don't turn into Kenjicchi!" Kise whined.
"Well, you need to be assessed regularly. And, there's something that I need to tell you."
"What's that?" Kasamatsu asked.
"After." Ichinose smiled.
The teacher handed the first set of papers to the boys which was a reading comprehension. It was a short test, so their time limit was thirty minutes. And doing what they do best, they had to complain first before they actually started.
When they were done with that, they had a ten minute break before they were at it again with a listening comprehension. Ichinose crackled at their expressions, as at this moment, they were whining and in Kise's case, actually screaming at the cruelty of their teacher. Yet again, this was another short test which required thirty minutes as well.
And all throughout, Ichinose sat and watched them with amusement, their expressions as they go through the paper was quite hilarious. He never observed them to prevent cheating, his boys were totally different. If they didn't know the answer to a question, they'll blatantly ask him like "Ne, Ichinose-sensei, what's the answer for question "x"?" and when he didn't answer, they'll turn to each other with the excuse, "it's teamwork".
Their final test was an oral test, where Ichinose asked them a myriad of simple questions in which they should give a proper and detailed answer. And yet again, the man roared with laughter as they sometimes struggle to pronounce some of the words. Kise was the funniest of them all, where he almost shed tears. But the instructor knew that the blond wasn't too fond of the language and he had no idea why.
…
"Well done, boys." Ichinose said as he shuffled the papers before him. "Not bad."
"So…did we fail?" Takao asked.
"No, no way!" Ichinose said, waving his hands in dismissal. "Get rid of that negative thought." He then stood from his chair and sat on his desk before his five boys with a smile on his face. "The reason for this is because you needed to know who the best at Korean is."
"Why?" Kuroko asked.
"Let me finish." Ichinose sighed. "You guys want world domination, right?" they nodded. "Then you can't dominate the world if you can't communicate with your international fans. So, what we usually do is assign each member of a group one language so that when you go to a different country, at least one of you can be the group's spokesperson."
"Oh." Kasamatsu said with a bit of relief in his voice.
"So that said, Kagami-kun, going by your grades, you're the one who's better in Korean than your bandmates."
"EEEHHHH?!" came the manly screeches.
"How is that possible!? He failed English in first year!" Kise screeched.
"Hey! Are you still going on that?!" the tiger roared. "Korean isn't so bad! We don't have to worry about kanji!" he then defended, "English is a shit ton harder than Korean! There's no way you can compare the two!"
"I refuse to believe this!"
"Refuse all you want, Kagami-kun's grades are all A's."
Cue another screech of disbelief. If this continues, I'll end up deaf. Ichinose thought stressfully. He allowed them to carry on with their antics, firing questions at the frightened redhead. This went on for at least couple minutes before the instructor continued.
"So, Kagami-kun, you'll continue to learn Korean with me, but the rest of you are free to choose a language from these —Spanish, French, Mandarin and probably Thai or…"
"French!" Kise screeched.
"Spanish!" Kasamatsu screamed. "I don't want to learn Thai. Ever."
"Why is that Kasamatsu-kun?" Ichinose asked, genuinely curious as to why the eldest teen was so against the language.
"Because they sound like Chinese when they speak but when they write it looks like some form of Arabic." The captain mumbled. "I'm not about that life."
Ichinose chuckled. "Well, you would have been given English as another option but given that Kagami-kun has lived in America, it made no sense."
"What?! So I have to be their mouthpiece in English and Korean?!" the tiger screeched in shock. "No fair! Let Senpai do English! He writes his songs partially in the language! And he's the eldest!"
"Eh? Really?" Ichinose asked in disbelief.
"It'll be good for you, Frontman-san~!" Takao said in a sing-song voice.
"Shut up!" Kasamatsu roared. "How many times are we going to go to South Korea, huh?! So it shouldn't be a problem if you do English as well. Man up and take the damn language!"
"How many times we go to Korea isn't the point here. It's when we're going to North America I'd have to speak it, and don't let me get started on places in Europe where no one has the time to be learning German and Polish and Finnish and all those fancy languages!" Kagami countered. "So you man up and take the language!"
"I wanted Spanish! I don't need to "man up"!"
Ichinose sat back and watched their argument with sheer amusement. Kagami would argue one point and Kasamatsu would clapback with equal strength with his and vice-versa. Even Ichinose himself didn't know why he was watching their scream fest.
"Alright, alright." The instructor began when he was worried that they'll damage their vocal chords. They had Akamine after this, and he didn't want the vocal coach to chew his head off.
"But I don't want to learn Mandarin." Kuroko grumbled amidst the screaming.
"Me neither." Takao shook his head.
"Alright, how about we do around of janken to decide who gets what?" Ichinose suggested at long last.
"Non, non! J'adore la langue française ! » Kise screeched.
"I have no idea what you just said, but it seems like you're fit for French, Kise-kun."
"Oui!"
"How'd you know French?!" Kagami asked, forgetting that he was arguing with Kasamatsu.
Kise flipped his hair with pride. "When you have an older sister who hauls your ass with her every time she goes to Paris Fashion Week, you'd pick up a few things too."
"Oh~ you've been to Paris?" Takao asked with burning curiosity.
The blond nodded. "Reiko-nee too."
"Boys, come on!" Ichinose said to regain their attention. "There's Spanish, Mandarin and English. Who's doing what?"
"Senpai's doing English. He's got to." Kise grinned.
"I'm not! I want to do Spanish!"
"No fair! I'm not doing Mandarin! Do you know hard that shit is!?" Takao screeched.
"Can't be harder than English and its shit ton of rules."
Irritated at their constant bickering, Ichinose assigned them himself. "Here are the languages: Kagami —Korean, Kise —French, Kasamatsu —English —"
"What?!" Kasamatsu gasped out in disbelief. "No! How could you?!"
"—Takao —Mandarin, Kuroko —Spanish." Ichinose continued as though he wasn't interrupted not too long ago.
"What?" Takao asked, slightly enraged. "How did you come to that conclusion?"
"I used the alphabet. Your names in order are Kasamatsu, Kuroko then Takao. And "E" is a vowel so naturally, English would have been given to your leader. Next is the "M" line, which meant Kuroko would have gotten Mandarin. And you know the rest."
"Shit…" Takao gasped, almost breaking out in tears while Kuroko beamed in his seat.
"Don't be so despondent!" Ichinose tried to cheer them (Kasamatsu and Takao) up. "Look, don't you want world domination?" they looked up at him, before exchanging glances with each other. "Then, mastering your languages will all be worth it."
"I guess." Kasamatsu grumbled.
"Well, the Chinese are taking over the world so…" Takao shrugged.
"Wait." Kise said with a serious tone. "Since Senpai is our frontman, won't he need to know more than just English?"
"Oh hell no." Kasamatsu hissed. "You're not going to be stressing me out more than you already are."
"Frontman? Isn't that a term rock bands use? That doesn't apply to you." Ichinose responded, confused. But then, he remembered what Akamine said about their song composition and put the two things together. "You aren't planning on…?"
"We're taking over the world, Sensei." Kise said with a knowing smirk. "Don't worry about anything else."
"Oi. You aren't serious?" he probed. The looks on their faces were a dead giveaway on what he said earlier.
"Woah! Look at the time! Aka-sensei is going to skin us alive!" Takao shrieked, when he grabbed Kasamatsu's wristwatch and looked at the time. And like that, the five bolted out the door, leaving a stunned Ichinose.
"They're really planning on being rock band?" he breathed out in shock. "Is that even possible?"
xxxx
Their vocal class went on pretty smoothly, Akamine seeming to be their only instructor who hasn't found out their plans of a "side-project" —which was somewhat good because neither of the five could handle another lecture as to why idols cannot become rockstars.
So by the time they reached home, all the five did was lounge in their living room in an awkward silence. There was a stifling aura coming out of Kasamatsu, and no one dared to question him. Kise, on the other hand, however, headed to the kitchen to avoid his captain's wrath. But, who could wrong the blond for thinking such a thing? Given what Kasamatsu said…
"Ne, Yu-chan," Takao started in a low voice. "Did you get the info?"
"Of course, why wouldn't I?" Kasamatsu huffed, whipping out the notepad.
"Maybe you were too busy flirting with Reiko…" Kuroko sang as he turned the page of his novel.
"Or maybe you were too busy singing to her and winning her heart." Kagami snickered.
Kasamatsu twitched with annoyance. Wordlessly, he headed into the kitchen, startling Kise, reached for a knife and walked back to the living room.
"I'm going to fucking kill you."
"Calm down, Senpai!" Kagami screeched, taking shelter behind the sofa. While they all knew that Kasamatsu cursed, it was only when he was extremely mad and discarded his self-control. That meant, at this present moment, the captain was livid. "We were just teasing! Come on!"
"I don't need to be teased by you! Reiko already —!" he abruptly broke off when he realized what he was about to say.
"Hmm?" Takao smirked. "What's that?"
"Utter another word and I'll slit your throat." The captain said with the knife pressed at Takao's neck.
"Yes Sir."
Meanwhile, Kise was in the kitchen dying of laughter. Never a dull moment with these idiots.
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