• Present Day •

It was just a little past 1pm. Midorima Shintarou walked out of a little antique shop with a small, but beautifully carved wooden ship. This was the same shop he came to to purchase his lucky items and they were willing to give him a deal. Half price for his lucky item of the day and Kirana's.

The shooting guard was well aware of the date and had specifically listened to Kirana's horoscope as well, hence the the wooden ship.

He walked straight to the cemetery and entered through a side gate because it would be faster.

Kirana's grave wasn't hard to spot. It was the one under the cherry blossom tree that was currently in full bloom. Midorima stood in front of the grave and read the words on the headstone to himself.

'Our Little Sister'

That was the phrase that caught his eye. It perfectly described their relationship with Kirana. He pushed up his glasses and set down the little wooden boat. There was another reason he had bought this item. Once, he had been walking home from school with Kirana when they passed a wood crafting shop. The same little ship had been displayed and Kirana had taken an sudden and immense interest in it. Midorima could see why, the ship was carved with the finest details even with its small size, not a single thing looked out of place and it was extremely realistic. It was equally expensive and so Kirana never bought it herself but, that same wood shop had moved off somewhere and the little ship ended up in the antique place Midorima gets his lucky items from. The price was still quite high, but he had gotten a deal, not that he wouldn't have purchased it anyways.

Midorima stepped back slightly and pushed his glasses up. He remembered how she had thrown his pen at him to return it instead of giving it back the next day. He had thought it was rather silly, but somehow, he felt as if it showed she cared. They got along well, while Midorima highly believed it was because of their horoscopes, there was a small part of him saying it was because they were friends.

"Oi!"

Midorima turned sharply and came face-to-face with a certain blue-haired ace.

"Midorima-cchi!" Kise was trailing behind Aomine and gave the glass-wearing tsundere a cheerful wave. Midorima twitched slightly, "You're being too noisy, nanodayo, it's a cemetery."

Aomine folded his arms and let out a small 'tch' in response, he didn't care that much, and apparently, neither did Kise.

"We know that Midorima-cchi!" The blonde continued using the same loud tone, "When did you get here?"

"Just then." Was his reply.

Silence followed and the three seemed to form a mutual agreement, "Akashi-cchi, Murasakibara-cchi and Kuroko-cchi are going to come soon, right? Let's just wait here."

The others nodded in agreement and glance at the grave. Aomine sat himself down and Kise followed in suit leaving thee green haired tsundere standing.

"Oi, Midorima, they'll probably take a while, just sit down." The tanned basketball junkie nudged his former teammate with his foot. Midorima frowned slightly but saw the logic and sat down as well, leaning against the cherry blossom tree.

There was a little chill in the air even though it was the afternoon. None of the young men in the cemetery cared, they were reminiscing the time they spent with their hazel haired little sister.