I'm really happy about the positive feedback I've gotten just a few hours after posting the Prologue! I had most of this chapter already written, so I decided to go ahead and post it! The one after this one will probably come tomorrow! I'm on Spring Break, so it's gonna be really easy for me to update this quickly!

I do not own Kuroko no Basket, only the OC

Also-The story from here on will be in Skylar's PoV.

Enjoy~

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Watching out the plane window was just as uninteresting as if I was just travelling to somewhere in America. The only bit of wonder I got out of watching, was when we went over the water. That I took joy in, but just as soon as it appeared, it was gone again-leaving nothing but land and cities I didn't find important.

Some kid behind me was kicking my seat a few hours ago, but I think I heard his mother scold him into stopping. The man in the seat next to me was sleeping soundly, something I wished I was able to do at this moment. I hadn't been sleeping well for about eight weeks now, what with constantly getting up in the middle of the night and rushing to the bathroom before I projectile vomited everywhere. That was one thing that sucked about this whole deal, other than the obvious other things such as how exactly I got into this mess in the first place.

I grimaced at the thought and tried to push it back, but to no avail. Even if I could forget, the memory was another reason for my sleepless nights.

Thump. Thump. Thump. There was that stupid kid again, kicking my seat. I balled my hands up into fists and took a calming breath, willing myself not to turn around and smack the idiotic child like I so badly wanted to. I heard the voice of the kid's mother scolding him again, threatening to take away his toys if he didn't leave me alone. He didn't stop and about two minutes later the cabin was filled with the sound of a high-pitched scream. Everyone turned to look, even me. The mother, sure enough, had taken his stupid toy and now the boy was wailing like she'd hit him.

She apologized over and over to the other passengers, and tried shushing the boy. She must have eventually given in and returned him his toy, because he was suddenly very quiet, except for a small giggle.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we will be arriving in the Tokyo Airport in less than ten minutes, please return to your seats, fasten seatbelts and please deactivate your electronics. Thank you for flying with us! We hope you enjoy your stay!" The captain's voice was muffled and hard to hear through the speakers, but nevertheless, we all either heard him, or simply followed along with what the people around us were shutting off my phone, I sent a quick text to my brother, who I'm almost positive has been sitting in the airport for about three hours. Once it sent, I shut off my phone, and prepared for the landing.

We landed smoothly and without any trouble, which was nice compared to our rough take-off.

The man who'd been sleeping next to me kindly helped in getting my carry-on down from the cubby. With a quiet thank you, I took it from him and slowly made my way off the plane.

The airport was huge, and filled with people waiting for other people. However, my brother was nowhere to be seen. He was so easy to spot, what with the red hair and all. Not to mention he was a pretty tall dude-he kinda had to be in order to play basketball.

With a small huff, I lug my carry-on to the baggage claim and wait for the rest of my things. As I waited, I kept looking around for my stupid brother-whose lateness was getting annoying. I spotted my bags and lunged forward to grab them, but was blocked by the woman with the annoying kid. I grit my teeth and tried to push through, but my stuff had already passed. I'd have to wait another five to ten minutes for them to re-appear.

I hated airports. I hated the people in airports. I just wanted to go lie down on a nice soft bed and get the sleep I so desperately needed at this point.

My bags came around again, and this time I managed to snag my two bags-with the help of another kind gentleman. I nodded my head in thanks and, with a bit of difficulty, headed back out to where people were meeting with their family and friends. I glanced around, going so far as to stand up on a chair, and still could not spot my brother. I had turned my phone back on the moment I entered the airport and he hadn't messaged me back. I idly wondered if he even got my message. The service on planes sucked majorly.

"Ah-! There she is! Sky! Hey!" I whipped around and nearly fell off the chair I was still standing on. Luckily, the person I'd been looking for caught me and helped me down.

"God, there you are!" I grumbled, looking up at my brother. He smiled sheepishly and let out a small, nervous chuckle.

"Sorry, sorry," He said. Taiga opened his arms and I stepped into the hug. Taiga always gave such amazing hugs. He always wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly to his chest, but not too tightly. He'd always bury his face into your hair, and sometimes, if you were lucky enough, he'd throw his arms around your waist and pick you up and spin you around.

I pulled back and smiled at him. He grinned back down at me, then helped my gather my things and we walked out of the airport together.

"So, where the hell were you?" I asked as we headed to the shuttle that would take us to the train station.

"Ah-I was there really early, but I guess I decided to take a piss at the wrong time," He said. I rolled my eyes. Why did that not surprise me?

We arrived right before the shuttle was about to leave, which irritated the driver, but nevertheless, we climbed on board. We had to stand, which frustrated me and my horribly jet-lagged legs, but I suffered through all the way to the train station, where I'd be able to sit down again.

Once we reached the station, we had to run to make our train, which we barely managed to do thanks to all my stuff, but we still made it.

We spent the next thirty minutes to an hour on the train, which even though I really wanted to, I refused to sleep on. Taiga kept talking to me about his school and the big tournament coming up in order to keep me awake.

He may be an idiot, but god do I love my brother.

The walk to the apartment was a fairly easy one, but it seemed to take forever. Taiga walked slowly, making sure to keep a close eye on me. I could tell that he knew how hard this trip was for me, and it was nice to have him in such close proximity, as I ended up tripping over my own feet, and had to rely on him to catch me.

"Clumsy as ever," He mumbled with a small chuckle.

I was happy when we finally reached the apartment.

Taiga unlocked the door and ushered me inside. It was fairly spacious, and I could tell dad picked it out. It had nice, simple décor, minimal furniture in the main room and the kitchen seemed good sized.

"This was originally gonna be dad's room-but you can have it." Taiga said, leaving me down the hall and to the bedroom across from his. He pointed out the bathroom, giving me a knowing look and left me to unpack while he made dinner for the two of us.

I didn't have a lot of clothes, so putting them in their rightful places was quick and easy, and I managed to find a home for the bunch of books I had on the small bookshelf in the living room. I scattered some miscellaneous items I had brought just to give the place a homey touch.

Taiga called for dinner right as I finished unpacking. We ate in comfortable silence, just like we used to, and cleaned up the kitchen together.

I stayed up and talked to my brother some more, trying to catch up more on his life before promptly falling asleep on the couch listening to him rant about someone named Aomine.

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**Anything in bold is spoken in English**

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