Chapter 5 The First Cut
(Omniscient Pov)
(Teiko Summer Practice (Kind of)
The week and a half after the fight was completely awkward. The two cousins completely ignored each other, only talking to each other when absolutely necessary. Rocky stayed latched to Kuroko's side most of the time, some times Murasakibara's. The giant and albino became friends after she gave him a 'Hersey's' chocolate bar, and he shared half his maiubo In return. Rocky really liked his childish nature and the obvious (to Rocky at least) hidden sadistic side. She also got along with the other three boys, but she still avoided Akashi like he was the plague.
Only on the last day before boarding the bus did they talk. It ended with her wearing a sickening sweet smile and holding her middle finger into his face. This seemed to set Akashi off, but for the life of the other five basketball players they couldn't figure out why. They figured it must have been some sort of American insult.
"Well, whatever Sei-kun. It's over and done with. Let's just forget about it, okay?" Rocky said as the duo loaded onto the bus. Then she switched to English. "I mean, we kinda both still need each other, but what I said was wrong, and I'm sorry."
"It's fine, Rocky. I was wrong for acting like Aunt Michael (AN: yeah Aunt Michael was a scary lady.). I know how hard it has been the last two months. Sorry,"Akashi replied back in Rocky's native language. He hung his head low.
"Oh, don't cry. Your team is right here. Ya don't them to see their big... Well, kinda big, bad cap' acting like a big baby, now do ya?"Seeing that he wasn't listening to her, she sighed and opened her arms up for him."Big baby, come here."
Akashi jumped into them, almost knocking Rocky over with the force. "I miss her so much," he sobbed.
"I know. I promise to always stay by your side. Always," she muttered to him while petting his fire-red hair.
She shuffled them into a seat, his head buried into her chest like a little child might do with their mother when they're upset about something. "Hey, you five," Rocky, still holding Akashi, called out to the others who had just watch this whole transaction. "As you all know I became blind a while back. That was three months ago. About two and a half months ago, our mothers died in a car accident on their way to visit me in the hospital. It was a rainy day, and they were apparently driving too fast on the highway, and my mom, who was driving, must have looked away for a moment and then, the next thing they know, they crashed. Sei-kunhad to be called over seas to identify the bodies because no one could reach his father, my father has been dead for a long time now, and I had just recently become blind and was still getting use to identifying without sight. I still am, but the point is thathe saw them in that morgue, just laying there like they were taking a nap. People our age just are not meant to see stuff like that. When they finally reach his dad, the funeral was over and done with. My mother was his adopted sister and had been the one to introduce him to his wife and Sei-kun mother. We are still not over it. So please, don't judge my cousin."
Kise had been the first to reply. "Oh my Kami-sama! That's why Akashicchi almost attacked that first year two months ago. He had just heard... I'm so sorry this happened to you ~ssu." Kise joined the hug.
Murasakibara put his chips down and also joined in on the hug, followed by Aomine and Kuroko. Midorima pushed his glasses up, placed his lucky item down, and patted his vice captain (A/N: friend pointed at that Akashi is still the vice captain at this time so ignore my past mess ups.) on the shoulder, showing that he cared in his own tsundre way.
They stayed like this most of the way home, but stopped about half way. Akashi raised his head up. The others besides his cousin backed away a bit to see what he would do. He straightened up his clothes, backed away from his cousin, and took a deep a breath. "Thank you, everyone," was all thathe said. Everyone else returned to their original seats and tried to act normally, but couldn't because a heavy air hung over all of them until Rocky spoke.
"Oi! What is with this heavy atmosphere. What's done is done. Let's move on with our lives," Rocky growled at all of them including her cousin. This surprised them because not long ago she was being gentle and caring. Now she was snapping at them with an uncaring and apathetic voice. Kuroko looked towards said albino and saw that Rocky looked like she was about to cry herself and understood why she said what she said. Rocky didn't want to cry. Rocky thought that she had to be strong for her cousin.
Kuroko turned to Aomine. "Aomine-kun, will Momoi-kun be meeting us at the bus stop?" Aomine turned to Kuroko also, and when he looked into her dead-like eyes, he understood what she was doing. Not why, but what.
"Uhm... I think he is. I'm not sure," Aomine answered while scratching his chin.
"Who's Momoi?" inquired Rocky.
"Momoi Satoshi is our manager and Aomine-kun's childhood friend. He is like milder Kise-kun. I believe you will like him," Kuroko replied.
"He, also, likes Kurokocchi," Kise added. "He had to help his mom, so he couldn't come."
"His mother broke something, right?" Rocky asked.
"Yes, she broke her leg. His father was a business trip and couldon't help at the time," Midorima answered. The group continued to talk about anything until the end of the trip home.
When the bus stopped, on the sidewalk was a tall boy with shoulder length pink hair. He was waving at every one as they exited the bus. "Hi every one! How was the trip? Sorry I couldn't come." Momoi jumped up and down, his pink hair flying into his face. "How was camp?"
"Awkward." Aomine answered as stepped of the bus. "Very awkward."
"Why?" Momoi asked with a confused look.
"Ask the cousins," Midorima told Momoi as he grabbed his bag full of lucky items and clothes.
"Cousins?" Momoi was now even more confused. 'What are they talking about? None of us are cousins.'
"Momoi, this is my cousin Rosa," Akashi started to tell Momoi as he got off the bus also. He gestured to the albino who followed him off. "Call her Rocky. She will be joining us next semester at school. Treat her well, or else you will be sorry," Akashi finished with a threat.
Momoi quickly covered his "happy place". He knew that the vice captain would follow through with the if need be. "Hi. I am-" He was cut off with a swift, rough poke to the stomach causing him to double over. "What the-"
"You are Momoi Satoshi. You are about 190cm tall." Momoi still double over, Rocky pulled hair. " Your hair is about shoulder length like Mura-kun's. You sound like Kise, very annoying. For what I am told you are Aomine-kun's childhood friend. You're the manger. I would like to help you with the training regimes." Momoi noticed that while she stated this all, she never looked him in the eye, or even looked at him. She had just stared straight over him.
Kuroko walked over to her manager, and whispered in his ear. "Rocky-chan is blind, Momoi-kun." With this he under stood why she had been doing what she did. 'She can't see me.'
"Okay. What are proposing the team do with what you have learned about them over the last two weeks?" Momoi straightened up, changing into business mode with the proposal of a new regime For the team.
"Well... Let's see here... Kise needs to work a little more on stamina, and he can copy any thing. Like, three days ago, he fixed my hair the exact way I do every morning, perfectly copying my actions. Anyways, he needs to learn to do a move without looking at another person, he needs to make up his own moves. Midorima's long-range shots are perfect, but I think he can shoot from farther away. I also think he should work on his jumping. He does have height on his side, but I just know there will be a person who can jump higher(1). Aomine doesn't need to change any thing relating to the skill portion, but I notice he skipped about a third of the practices. His joints are going to swell if he doesn't practice. He mostly just needs to some basic work outs and to practice how to play with the normal form of basketball, even though there is nothing wrong with street ball. My friends back in America(2) play it all the time. Mura-kun did come to practice, but he needs motivation and to lay off some of the snacks. He does have a fantastic grasp on offensive tactics, and I think he would be just as good defensive person. You have more than enough attack players, so a giant defensive play would add some balance to this equation. As for Sei-kun... I want to teach him a technique I've polished over the years: listening for your opponent's next move. So if the other team's player is behind him, he can still know what to do. The boys' teamwork is spotty, but I'm not worried too much on that." Momoi's jaw dropped at all the information that the blind girl had collected within only about two weeks.
"How di- How did come these conclusions? You're blind!" Momoi just could not believe that this blind, albino girl could gather all that within the short time period when it would take himself about a month and a half. He had been watching these very players for a year, and her diagnosis of them was about the same as his predictions for their progress in about two months. Either she was off, he was off, or Generation of Miracles were progressing faster than expected. He somehow just knew it was not the first two options, those he hoped he was wrong because that would mean something awful was to come.
"I wasn't always blind. I use to be a street jumper and street fighter. I'm used to telling the distances of opponents and jumps by sound and sight. I had to learn for night jumps and for fights in crappy lighting. As for knowing the basketball stuff, I'm your vice captain's cousin. He's been playing since he was five. Plus, I have those friends back home who play basketball. One of them use to be a professional basketball player. Anyways, that's how I know. Also, never, ever call me blind again. Sei-kun wasn't warning about what he would do to you, he was warning about what I would do," Rocky answered back matter-of-factly. Her attitude did change to a bitter and scary one at the end.
"Okay, okay. You did a good job diagnosing them. Too good of a job." He sighed. Now he knew the worst was to come. 'Crap,' He thought.
"So... Do I got the job?" Rocky hesitantly inquired.
"After you show me your "jumping"." Momoi laughed in good nature. "Also, teach me some of your moves, later."
"Aye, aye boy. I can show you the jump now."
"Cool."
Later that day, after the jumping demonstration and a sparing match, the karate(4) club member that volunteered to spar with her had to be sent to the hospital for multiple injuries.
"Maybe, I should have held back a little bit," Rocky stated as the poor soul was wheeled away on a stretcher.
"Yes, you should have," Akashi told her.
"Sorry! I didn't mean to break you!" She call out to the victim.
Yeah! Only one project to work on for school! I know it may look bad, but trust me that is good.
I have a deviant ART. My username for it is The-Lonely-Rose1. So look me up, you will be able to see a chibi I drew of Rocky, if you want to see it.
(1)- Foreshadowing!
(2)- Rocky live in LA when she lived in America. She was friends with Alex, Himuro, and Kagami. That is why Kagami knew Rocky.
(3)- this is a person who can jump from building top to building top and does a lot of dangerous stunts to get through a city. Look it up if you don't get it. There are a lot of cool videos of them jumping.
(4)- Karate is Japanese, Kung Fu is Chinese, and Teak Won Doo (which I use to do, but my master went back to Korea) is Korean.
Still need ideas for my collection of one shots and participant for the art contest. The boy friend thing is over with because someone DID give me a throw away OC in real life. So screw those who saw that and didn't participate. Screw you! If you don't like me telling you how I really feel, you can review. Hell, I love flames, bring it on. I don't care! I just want you, the readers who I am always trying to involve in this, to tell me what you like, hate, want changed, kept the same, want added, want dropped, etc. I don't care, just review. I love reading them. Please review.
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I'm sorry for being mean.
The Lonely Rose Petal