Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basket.
Warning/s: Unbeta'ed. Awkward grammar.
"Is he gonna be alright, Doc?"
"You make it sound like I'm going to die, Kagami-kun."
"Will you shut up, Kuroko?" Kagami hissed.
"Only when you shut up. You sound like my mother in that tone, do you know that?"
Kagami bit his lips and restrained himself. If he could remember it correctly, Kuroko was only chatty like this when he wasn't feeling alright. It was because he was trying to avert his thoughts from the pain he was feeling.
"So, how is he, Doc?" Kagami asked again, ignoring the firm pinch on his arm again.
Damn. And his cheeks hadn't even recovered yet.
"Are you ignoring me, Kagami-kun?"
The doctor amusedly watched as Kuroko tried to tear a flesh from Kagami's arm.
"H-he's calling you, you k-know..." he said, half-smiling, to Kagami.
Kagami sighed. "Please don't mind him, Doc."
"Just because you've gotten taller doesn't mean you can just ignore me if you want, BakaKagami."
Twitch.
"Doc."
"A-Ah, yes... Ah... He's f-fine. Don't worry. You don't have to w-worry about concussion – "
"Of course I don't have a concussion, Doc. I would have felt it otherwise, right?"
" – and there'll b-be a mild fever in the evening b-but it is normal. Just keep him hydrated and –"
"Fever? I used to have fevers a lot when I was still a kid. You remember, Kagami-kun?"
" – change his bandage every day."
Twitch.
Kuroko was pinching harder than before, goddamnit!
"K-kagami-kun?" the doctor called the red haired kid who was still obviously twitching from god knows what reason. "I received a call f-from your father a while ago and he said a taxi will come here to bring you two to your hotel."
"About time," Kagam mumbled incoherently before bowing to the physician. "Thank you so much for your help, Doc."
Kuroko bowed, too, even if he was still lying on the bed. "Thank you very much."
The young doctor shyly smiled at them.
"It's nothing. It's my job after all," he said before biting his lower lip in hesitation. "D-do you mind if I ask you two a question?"
Kuroko let go of Kagami's arm (Kagami almost ran into a corner to nurse his now almost swelling arm due to incessant pinching) and shook his head.
"Are you two siblings?" he asked, half-smiling. "You looked pretty close to me, you see." He looked at Kuroko's perpetual expressionless face and smiled. "You are the youngest, aren't you? You're pretty lucky to have a big brother like him," he said, referring to Kagami.
Kagami pulled out his phone and dialed a number before deeply sighing.
"The doctor needs an ophthalmologist, Kagami-kun," Kuroko deadpanned.
"Yeah, I'm on it," mumbled Kagami. "Hello? Dad? Where have you been?! Tch. Yes. We're here. Yes. He's fine. Yeah. Can I ask you a favor? Can you get me a good ophthalmologist now? Please send it in this address," Kagami recited the full address of the clinic much to the doctor's bewilderment. "Right now, yes. Hurry up, alright? Yes. I got it. See you."
The doctor remained unmoving. His eyes were widening in confusion.
"You see, doc. This guy here," Kagami ruffled Kuroko's teal hair and grinned, "is older than me by a year. He's already eleven years old. I'm just ten. And just to clear some horrible misunderstanding; we're not even related. Please."
"I'd rather die than to have a brother like Kagami-kun."
Kagami glared at Kuroko. "You're pissing me off. Seriously."
"Is that a compliment?" Kuroko asked impassively.
..
"Can you stop that, Momoi?"
"Stop what?"
Aomine glared daggers on the girl's tentacle gripping his arm. "That."
Momoi pouted. "No."
"I can't walk properly!"
"You're walking just fine, Dai-chan," the girl said, gripping his arm more tightly than before.
"You are suffocating my damn arm!"
"Shut up, Dai-chan."
Momoi had been pestering him since last night for leaving her behind yesterday.
And this morning, the girl has suddenly popped in front of him in front of their home, as if she had been there for a hours now, waiting.
She was smiling so sweetly that Aomine thought
And now, Momoi was clinging on his arms like a freaking pink haired octopus.
And now, Aomine had no choice but to go to school with his childhood friend.
Aomine groaned and scratched his head in annoyance.
Above them, the sun was, as usual, shining so fucking bright again much to Aomine's frustration.
Damn it. I hate mornings after all.
..
"Is this seat taken?"
Murasakibara turned his head to the owner of the voice and shook his head.
"Thanks," said the blonde boy before sitting on the empty chair in front of him. It was a new student. Murasakibara was so sure that he didn't saw him here yesterday.
"I'm Ryouta Kise," the newly arrived student said, smiling.
Murasakabira nodded. "Atsushi Murasakibara," he said, munching a chocolate stick.
The blonde boy grinned. "Nice to meet you, Murasakibarachi."
Murasakibara just stared at the new peculiar boy beaming at him.
Murasakibarachi? What the hell was that?
..
"No!" Kagami shouted furiously. What the hell this little guy was saying?
"Is that a no?" Kuroko asked, not even perturbed by the abrupt rising of his tone.
"Didn't I just say that?" Kagami said, arching his eyebrows. "And besides, what the hell are you thinking? We are already enrolled in Rakuzan Shōgakkō-Oi! I'm not done talking to you, teme! Where the hell are you going?!"
"Well, I'm done talking to you, Kagami-kun. Good luck in your new school," Kuroko said straight-faced as he made his way out of his favorite fast food chain.
"What?!" Kagami swallowed his remaining burger and ran towards the cold blue haired boy. "Oi! Kuroko!"
TBC