Yahello! This will be a Kuroko No Basuke oc fanfic. Sorry if some characters are OOC but if any of you wish to point characters out, go straight ahead. The last thing I want to do is not make this fic enjoyable for whoever reads it. I'll talk more about this in the end since you came here to read a story. Well, hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer – I do not own Kuroko No Basuke. I only own the plot and my oc, nothing more and nothing less.

Bizarre Contact

It was the beginning of a new school year, a fresh start as some may say. Students look forward to new friends, teachers, and clubs. While some students are attending for their studies, others are solely interested in joining Teiko's legendary basketball team. Their team did not become as huge a deal till some student's second year.

Of course we can't immediately talk about their second year, at least not until we've gone through the events that occurred during their first year.

Let us begin

The sudden sound of an alarm clock bounced off a room's dark salmon walls. Beside the clock's wooden stand, was a bed littered with multiple colored blankets. Beneath the warm comforters however, was no one.

"I get it, I get it." A low voice mumbles a room across from the beeping alarm. With one last look at her mirror, she flicks her small pony tails, watching as the strands fall back onto her chest. After doing so, she walks over to her bed stand and taps it, successfully turning it off.

"Haruko, breakfast is ready!" Her mother shouts from downstairs.

Pulling her schoolbag from off her bed, she walks down the stairs to her wooden dining table.

"Nee-san you're up early again." A soft childlike voice questions from beside her. Her little sister Kazuko had dark brown hair that settled at her shoulder blades. Unlike her older sister, her hair came from her mother's side and she was an elementary student.

Taking a seat beside her, Haruko answers her question. "I'm always up early," Before digging her chopsticks into the rice she stops as if suddenly remembering something, "Itadakimasu." She mutters, finally taking a small bite from both her fried egg and rice.

"Why?" The younger girl asks, already finished with her food.

Before she could answer though, an older woman enters; ponytail swaying around the corner. Her mother decides to intervene. "Let your sister finish her breakfast," She smiles at Kazuko, "She has a long day ahead of her." While her sister was excited to ask more questions, their mom pulled her away to help her get ready for her first day as well.

She picks up their plates and leaves them by the sink for her mother to clean. Looking to her left she notices a small box wrapped up in a teal cover. Not wanting to hurt her mother's feelings, she shoves it into her schoolbag.

"Don't forget your bento!" Her mother yells in a fruity voice from atop the stairs.

'She's probably both annoyed and happy with Kazuko and me' Haruko imagined her mother could be. Taking care of a hyperactive child and an older daughter must be very frustrating. She nods at her mother who only waves back. It isn't long before her mother's brows furrow as she looks to her right where giggles were coming from.

"You are-

She closes the door, not wanting to her mother's yells and stomps. With a small stretch and yawn, she begins her ten minute walk to her new school.

Wonder if I'll meet anyone this year. Hopefully there are more girls this time around, too many hair styles and not enough people. Opening a packet of gum from her pocket, she slides one piece into her mouth. Chewing on the piece for a second, a small smile appears on her face. Strawberry tastes too delicious.

The sun's rays reflected on the clear windows of Teiko Junior High. She stood in front of the gates staring up at the blue and white building in awe.

"This place looks pretty good for a Junior High school." Her voice is barely above a whisper. Not wanting to linger any longer, she walks forward to the bulletin board.

"Hey stop pushing!"

"Yes! We're in the same class Sakiko!"

"Aww, man. Class 3-D?"

"Ha, sucks for you."

Too bad there was a huge crowd of students blocking her path. Sighing, she takes a seat on a nearby ledge, waiting for the students to leave.

"Hey." A deep voice bellowed from where she was previously standing. Looking up, she noticed a tall tan student overlooking the small wave of kids. Or well, they looked like kids compared to the strange guy.

Did he even go here? No of course not. He's too tall and that skin tone of his…A foreigner? The thing that stood out most about him was his dark shade of blue hair. Her eyes focus on the students reactions. Some scurried away hurriedly while others were frozen in place.

"Class," He makes his way pass the remaining students and lifts his finger, placing it on the white sheet, "1-C? Wonder who else is with me?" He doesn't move from his spot but instead begins looking at other sheets.

Alright, guess I should walk over and check what class I'm in. Taking advantage of the deserted area, she stood beside him, waiting for him to leave. Should I try to stare, hopefully finding my name or should I just ask if I could take a quick peek?

"No one. Not even Satsuki." He mumbles taking a step back. Haruko's eyes quickly dart up to see his face and notices his small frown. Not wanting to linger any longer, she finds her class and walks away from the area.

I should probably steer clear of that guy.

"Hey!"

Or at least, try to.

Pretending not to have heard him, she sticks her hand into her pocket fishing for another piece. Instead of the small box that she's used to, all she had in her hand was lint. Didn't I have it in here? In a flash of panic, she checks her other pocket. Nothing was there either.

"You dropped this!" She slowly turns around and notices how he's waving the small white and red packet in the air. Might as well get this over with, class is almost starting anyways. Almost as if she's a robot, her form is straight and rigid.

Finally reaching her destination, she lets out a long breath she hadn't known she's been holding. "Thank you." She managed to let out, her voice void of any emotion. Her hand reaches towards him with an open palm, waiting for her dropped item to be back in her possession again.

He studies her with a raised brow. Her light orange eyes are looking everywhere but at him. Not to mention, she stopped at least ten feet away from him. How did she expect for him to give her the gum packet if she wasn't remotely near him? Was she really that afraid? He takes the remaining steps forward before placing it in her small hand.

"Look, I'm not a bully or nothin'," He tiredly mutters, "Just because I'm tall doesn't mean I'm different than the rest of you."

Was he actually telling her not to judge him? Finally gaining the once lost courage to stare up at him, she finds that his eyes are narrowed down at her.

With the click of her tongue, she let a few words out. "I'm sorry for acting how I did," She scratches her hand absentmindedly, something she's always done since she was a kid, "Want a piece?" She holds out a green colored wrapper with a strawberry printed on it to him. His eyes light up with joy as he takes the piece, tearing it open before placing the soft pink gum in his mouth.

"Thanks." He happily beamed down at her. "My name's-

The sudden sound of the school bell rang throughout the campus, signaling the students to get to class. He scratches his head annoyed at the terrible timing of the bell.

"Aomine Daiki." He hollers, already running off to his class.

"Kobayama Haruko." She manages to shout out, watching as he runs off ahead of her. He sure doesn't want to be late.

School was as usual, uneventful. It's not as if she didn't like it per se but there was no one to talk to. She didn't even see that person Aomine from this morning. Picking up her belongings and shoving them into her school bag, she slings it over her shoulder. With a small stretch, she walks out into the bustling hall filled with chatty students. Since today is the first day, why not check out some clubs. Surely there must be one that would catch her interest.

Basketball

"Basketball? The practices are being held in the gym right?" She questions herself lazily.

Instead of looking at clubs and the tables they had set out, she ignores them. If she remembers correctly the gym should be somewhere around here. She scans the area, searching for the huge complex site. It wasn't as hard as she thought once her eyes land on a long line of students. All of which who are trying out for basketball.

Wait, now that she remembers…Why did she come here in the first place?

"Thank you." She hears a quiet voice but she couldn't seem to find anyone. It's only until she feels a slight tug on her bag that she looks down.

The person who had drifted her attention away from searching, was next to her this whole time? Haruko raises a brow at the boy's sky colored hair and blue irises. He wasn't that tall but then again, she was taller than most girls her age.

"For what exactly?" She inquires, confused by the words that came out of his mouth moments prior.

He stares up at her with a dull look but it seemed as if he was making fun of what she just said. "I asked you where the tryouts for the basketball team were being held."

"I don't remember…"She raises a hand to one of her ponytails, trying to think of when he asked such a thing. Her eyes close for a moment as she tries to recall their past meeting.

"Do you know where the basketball tryouts are being held?"

"Basketball? The practices are being held in the gym right?"

"The gym?"

"If I remember correctly, the gym should be somewhere around here."

"Thank you."

Wait…So he was with her this whole time? She was showing him the way to the basketball court? Her mouth opens as if she wants to let a few words out but none come to mind. "Sorry, I didn't notice you."

He doesn't dismiss the look of shame and embarrassment that cross her face as she utters those words. "It happens a lot." He doesn't know if this will do anything but judging by her reaction, it only makes matters worse.

His voice was so soft she had to strain her ears in order to hear him. "You mean to say, you're always ignored?" That can't be right. Who wouldn't notice that hair color?

It's almost as if he's frowning but with his eyes rather than his mouth. Though what the taller girl had said was true, it could have been worded with much more consideration. With a curt nod, he decides not to waste her time any longer and instead takes a step towards the gym.

A small groan escapes Haruko's lips as she rubs her temples. "What's your name?" It only makes sense if she helped him then he wouldn't mind giving her his name but, forgetting that he was there in the first place may make him think otherwise.

He stops mid-step, pulling his own blue bag closer to his neck. "Kuroko," His cool eyes stare into her curious orange ones, wondering if she was actually paying attention. "Kuroko Tetsuya." He finishes in his monotonous voice.

What had her mother said to do when you first meet someone? Oh that's right. She extends a hand out to him. "Kobayama Haruko."

His eyes drift down to her palm, smiling softly at her action. He shakes it lightly.

"I'm in class 1-B. You are?" She inquired, awaiting an answer from him.

It takes him a few seconds to regain his thoughts before answering. "Class 1-B also." He lets go of her hand, finally walking off to where he was originally supposed to go. "See you tomorrow Kobayama-san."

A smile makes its way onto her face before she composes herself. "Alright Kuroko-san."

Maybe today wasn't as uneventful as she thought it was.

A/N

Ah I honestly don't know where I am going with this. I only wanted her to meet one character in this chapter but it seemed like a good situation. Sorry if any characters are OOC.

First off, this is set during their first year in Teiko. Second year is when Kuroko joins the first string but that's only from what I've read. Yes I will continue in to their high school years.

Sorry for any mistakes you have found and rest assured I will clean this chapter up. I do not know when the 2nd chapter will be published but if I had to guess, possibly in two to four days.

As for Haruko Kobayama, her profile has been uploaded on my Deviantart. You can find the link to it on my Fanfiction profile.

I really hope you enjoyed this chapter, sorry if it was lacking in anything.

Inspirational Song – Walking With A Ghost

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Thank you for taking the time to read a small piece of Bizarre Contact. I hope I made a good impression.

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