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Anime/MangaKuroko no Basuke/黒子のバスケ
Follow/FavIridescent
By: thefictionfreak
We've met before, every once in a rare while. I sail in the cluster of the night, you outshine in the daybreak. The cataclysm that is our union made your splendour known to me, but never once have I considered looking at your face. I should've known you were lovely. Izuki x OC.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Spiritual - Izuki S., OC - Chapters: 5 - Words: 19,237 - Reviews: 17 - Favs: 35 - Follows: 49 - Updated: 5/8 - Published: 4/3 - id: 10240114
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Iridescent Chapter II
It was always class hours after that Sunday when Izuki found Hikari all the more peculiar compared to that active, laugh-loving, almost hysterical volleyball player he saw in that covered court.
She wears her hair down in class, not like the way she wore it in a long braid in practice. Her athletic body, which was once clad in a tight black shorts, loose training shirt, black kneepads, and sports shoes, was back in the comfort of her school uniform.
But the actual difference lied with the way she acted like. In class, she seemed like a stoic, reticent, sort-of-snobby kind of student with a small group of friends—the types who only interacted with classmates for the sake of not being called a female douche but nonetheless makes you feel like she didn't give a single crap about you unless you make yourself important. Izuki could swear she becomes a different person when around her teammates.
If some of their classmates see her play volleyball too, they'd definitely be surprised like he was.
It was just too bad she wasn't his type.
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
The last of summer solstice faded completely to autumn, the biennial advent of monsoon season approached with it. The Winter Cup Preliminaries was coming next, which only meant extra work loads of work for the Seirin Basketball club. They've been making progress—a hefty amount of it. Kuroko's practicing a new drive, Kagami was learning new things, not to mention Kiyoshi's return adding a tremendous amount of power in their game.
It was also during this period when Izuki got to talk to the volleyball club setter about things which didn't have any relation to school and classes and assignments again. This time it wasn't just simple talk, he somehow found himself discovering things about her and her team, things that he later found himself contemplating too much about.
"Eh?!"
"Merged practice!? With the volleyball club?!"
The guys listened with interest, pausing at once in their lunches.
"Unfortunately, yes," Coach Riko confirmed, sitting on the floor of the rooftop with the boys around her. "Their coach is old and they always had to practice and do drills by themselves because the woman hardly attends. The Sports Department requested if I could give them a bit of assessment. If there's something I can do to help improve their game, that would be good. That club had been in a bad form for a long time and if they don't improve anytime soon, their team will most likely get terminated by the end of semester."
"But Winter Cup's coming. Wouldn't that affect our practice?" Kagami asked noncommittally.
"I'll make sure it won't. It's not exactly what you guys think anyway. You'll be practicing separately of course, but we'll be using the same gym. I won't allow any interaction between the two teams if not necessary. I wouldn't want to know how you would behave yourselves around those girls."
She glared at them. Everyone gulped.
"Also, we can't afford to miss practice even once, that's why I'll be training you guys at the same time I'll be seeing what I can do for the volleyball club. Their practice schedule is the same as ours now. Of course, you'll be my top priority. I'll just lend them a bit of help. This is one of my duties as Student Council vice president."
Simultaneously, Seirin basketball club thanked the heavens for the coach that they luckily have.
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
"Seriously, how is this a merged practice?" Hyuuga complained.
"This is a merged practice. They're practicing while we are practicing."
"Don't give me that, Kiyoshi. It's a merged practice if we are actually there in the gym practicing and interacting with them."
The two bantered while jogging laps around the school as a start of their usual warm ups.
Kagami watched them with twin-eyebrows knitted together. "Captain, what's with it that makes you so fired up? It's not like they play basketball anyway. And I thought you like Co‒"
Hyuuga bonked him in the end.
"Shut up! And what's with it that doesn't make everyone so fired up, huh?"
Sighs.
"What kind of captain are you, Hyuuga…"
"Who said that?!"
Chuckle. "Fufufu. You're so lame, Izuki," screeched Koganei. "You're all excited, don't even try to deny. This is our first merged practice with girls after all."
Furihata nodded in agreement, "Yeah, it's like Coach is setting us up with those ladies."
"That's what I'm talking about!"
"Hell no, she isn't."
". . ."
"But it's not my first."
Gasps. Heart attacks.
"What? Kuroko?!"
"Yes, it's not my first, and yes I've been here the whole time."
"Really?"
"…I thought I was going to die again."
"So you've been set up by your coach to a group of babes before too?"
"Not in a way like that. It's only a—"
"How did it go?"
"Tell us! Tell us!"
"Well," Kuroko blinked, which meant that he was a little indignant, sort of. "Akashi-kun once merged our practice with the girls' volleyball club at Teiko. He said it was to learn strategies in volleyball that can be applied in basketball, we ended up the ones teaching instead, or rather, Akashi-kun did."
Kagami scoffed at the pale boy. "Tch, you jerks. If I know, that Akashi guy and the others enjoyed perving on the girls, especially Aomine and Kise. Midorima too."
"No, Kagami-kun. Actually my teammates were afraid of them."
"You mean the Generation of Miracles?!" Hyuuga asked, a little perplexed by the idea.
"I guess so. Aomine-kun told me he was afraid he'd get spiked in the face if he tries something."
"Ah…"
"That makes sense," said Kiyoshi smartly.
"Hyuuga, I think I'm afraid too. . ."
When they finished the laps, they went back to the gym and found the girls having a 6 on 1 drill. Riko was standing by, observing the team as they play. The poles and net the guys so kindly set up earlier were still not being used since only half of the court was preoccupied.
The captain/ace, Kai, was hitting the ball towards any of the 6 girls positioned accordingly. If the hit gets received, it will have to be passed onto the setter, Hikari, who was tossing the ball back to Kai, who hits it again, and the drill goes on.
While the boys were doing their stretchings on the side, Izuki couldn't help but observe the volleyball club. It was a little odd if not refreshing, to have another team sharing the gym with them during practice—a female one at that. Almost all of the boys were watching too, except Izuki was only observing their play style. And he was seeing something kind of wrong.
Why were they so freaking good?
Good, as in, they were playing really well. The last time he saw them they were quite decent, with only two players performing rather impressively (that was his classmate and the spiker captain). But now they worked flawlessly, with minimal errors and with everyone giving their best. This time, they were practicing seriously too, not fooling around like children.
And here he thought they're supposed to be weak underdogs.
"Whew. Not bad," Kagami commented, noticing how strong Kai attacks the ball.
Hikari, whose hair was back to a braid, was dashing across the front line area, tossing the ball smoothly it looked like it wasn't even touching her fingers. Beads of sweat dangled with each toss as she yelled supportive words to her team. Words like 'nice one!', 'nice receive!', a lot of 'alright!' and a few 'pass the ball more to my direction'.
It was hard not to notice the way she effectively influences her teammates' performances. Not just by words, but especially how she saves every almost-impossible receives that they pass to her when committing errors, so as not to make her teammates feel bad for it.
She was the team supporter, the one responsible for plays and the flow of offense…
The brain and driver of the team.
Just like him.
This made him wonder more about why an athlete with a skill like hers didn't even appear to be a little resentful about getting booted out of competition so easily. He would expect the likes of her to be the type who gives meaningful speeches to her team after a defeat to get their fighting spirits back, but something like that would probably be ironic in her case.
Izuki sighed.
Although in middle school he almost easily lost every time too, that didn't mean he just smiled it out like its nothing and just continued basketball for nothing.
Unlike her.
Moments later, the girls took a break and the boys took over half of the gym. The net hasn't been removed yet, meaning the Coach still has something in her mind for the ladies.
"Riko-san, so how was my girls?" Kai asked, the twirly ends of her high pony bounced as she approached the smaller girl.
"I think most of you guys perform well," she said, smiling politely. "My observations are mainly positive, especially in receiving and accuracy which I've got to praise you guys about. Not everyone can throw spikes like you do and I'm impressed your teammates can receive them like they're cute."
Kai smiled her toothy smile. "That's very nice."
"I'd like to see how you work on offense and blocking after the boys finish calisthenics, and then later I'll discuss to your team about my observations."
The captain nodded enthusiastically.
"Also, you're lucky to have a good setter. Her ball handling skills are good and I can tell she's been working for years to achieve that soft flip in her hands when she tosses so the set goes up without any spin. She'll just have to work on being able to set the ball higher and farther. Once she improves her arm strength, she'll be beyond effective."
Riko found it confusing why Kai suddenly looked like something was caught in her throat that she could not spit. "Ah, Hikari," she started. "You're right. Her tosses are incredible. I mean, what kind of spiker wouldn't want to hit tosses like those she just threw. Really, but. . ."
"But what?" Riko frowned curiously.
"Hikari. . .ah well, I have problems about her."
"Oh," Riko looked thoughtful. "Do you two not get along? Because if you don't, it will be hard to work as a team considering your positions."
"No, no. Nothing like that, we're actually buddies so there's no problem about that."
"What is it then?"
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
Izuki was taking a swig from his water bottle when Coach asked him and Kuroko to come with her. When they started walking towards the volleyball players, he could tell she was up to something.
Hikari was practicing a complicated looking setting drill (doing crunches while tossing the ball to a teammate when she lifts her upper body up, good for improving abdominal muscles) when Riko called her out. The setter looked up and went to jog towards them.
"These are my players, Kuroko-kun and Izuki-kun," Riko introduced. "Guys, this is Fuyu Hikari, she's a second-year," she told his players. "Hikari-san, they'd be helping you for a while. I hope you get along with them."
Hikari bowed awkwardly, trying to hide her confusion. "Uh, nice to meet you, Kuroko-san. I already know Izuki. We're in the same class so, yeah." She glanced at the guy.
"Uh hi, Fuyu-san." Izuki awkwardly smiled his polite smile.
"Nice to meet you, Fuyu-senpai," someone spoke.
The volleyball player looked around and was shocked to find that it was a smaller boy with light blue hair standing in front of hair. She didn't notice him.
"Alright. So Hikari-san, do you have a basketballl at home?" asked Riko.
Hikari blinked. "I'm afraid I don't."
"It's ok. Kuroko-kun and Izuki-kun have spare basketballs at home, they'll let you borrow one later. I suppose you don't have a medicine ball at home either, so I'll need you to drop by my house tomorrow to borrow my Dad's. These guys will walk you there. In the meantime, I want you to practice tossing a basketball here and at home."
"Sure. I'll keep that in mind," she replied.
"Good, you can go back to practice now. We'll talk to you again later."
"Ok, thanks."
The setter jogged back to her team, maroon braid dangling behind her.
"Now, Kuroko-kun and Izuki-kun, I have a favor to ask you two."
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
Practice for both girls and boys were dismissed at the same time that early evening. In the locker room, some of the boys were fooling around about who should be walking a particular girl home and stuff. Some argued they'd have to face the wrath of their Coach first, some argued that she'd allow it since she agreed on merging their practices. Some just didn't care.
"Hey Kuroko!" Fukuda called out their shortest player. "How 'bout you? Who would you be walking home?" he duped.
Kuroko blinked once. "Fuyu-senpai," he said emotionlessly.
They gawked at that for a short while because heck, Kuroko never pick girls he just met. That question was supposed to be a joke.
"Oi, I already said I'd be the one to walk the girl with the braid home."
Kuroko stared at his cat-faced senpai. "I'm sorry. Coach asked me and Izuki-senpai to walk her towards Izuki-senpai's house because Coach said he has to lend her a spare basketball tonight, and then we'll have to walk her home afterwards."
Some of the guys were left with the same thoughts in their minds. Why didn't the Coach ask me instead? Die Kuroko! You too, Izuki!
"Mah, mah. Don't worry guys, Riko must have a reason why she didn't pick you," Kiyoshi said, smiling that wide goofy smile of his.
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
Walking with the two basketball players had both been perception altering and weird for Fuyu Hikari. Truthfully, the only setter of Seirin was expecting awkward silences since both Kuroko and Izuki seemed to quiet (except when Izuki starts punning) and she had been together with neither of them before (except those times she worked with Izuki for group assignments).
Surprisingly, they had been quite chatty on their way, especially Izuki. They never got to talk much before, considering how she's too fond of her teammates to actually interact with her classmates a lot. But now that she got to talk with Izuki outside of the class, she could say that the guy was actually quite nice (but that doesn't change the lameness of the punning).
She was still a bit confused about this task, though. Hikari was sure Riko was up to something, but she didn't ask. She got the idea of training her to toss a basketball and a medicine ball to improve her arm strength, but this walking her thing with these guys was a little puzzling. She had a hunch, though, and she's probably right about it.
They reached Izuki's traditional Japanese home after a few minutes. She and Kuroko waited outside as Izuki took out the spare basketball they had come here for.
Once Izuki disappeared from the door, Hikari seemed to have forgotten that Kuroko was with still there, so the slightly smaller boy broke the silence.
"Hello."
Of course, he received the usual response.
"Whew, I didn't know you were still there, heh," she said, hand on her chest.
"I know. I get that a lot."
"Uh, I see…"
"Senpai seems to enjoy volleyball very much," said Kuroko after a moment.
Hikari smiled at that. "Oh, did I talk about it too much? Sorry, I guess I'm just too obsessed with it," she chuckled lightly.
"I saw how much you enjoy playing volleyball with your teammates," the boy deadpanned.
Hikari's smile softened, her gaze went up to the dark, starry sky, hands clasping together behind her.
"Yeah. It's pretty much my life now. I enjoy it with all of my heart. My current teammates are all very awesome too."
"That's good. I have the same feelings about basketball. And my current team."
"That's good too," she muttered.
After a few seconds of silence, Kuroko blurted the question he'd been meaning to ask since the conversation between him, Coach, and Izuki earlier.
"Fuyu-senpai, I'm sorry if I may ask, but what is victory to you?"
Hikari blinked at the sudden question, turning to look at Kuroko thoughtfully for a moment before giving the boy another smile.
She was contemplating on whether to answer the polite first year or not when Izuki came running towards them with the basketball in his hands.
"That was quick, Izuki-san."
"Here," he handed it to Hikari. "It's a little worn out, but still weighs the same."
Hikari tested it by throwing a few little tosses in the air. "This is good. Thanks," she smiled at him.
Izuki returned the gesture and turned to his teammate, "Kuroko, I know your house is closer here so I guess it will be better if you go ahead now. I'll walk Fuyu-san home. You'll be taking a longer route if you come along with us."
The two boys stared at each other which made Hikari think they were having an inner conversation, until Kuroko nodded. "Okay."
"Ahh, Kuroko-san, guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay. I'll see you both tomorrow,"
"Sure. And thanks for walking me here."
Now that she thought of it, why did Kuroko have to walk her too? Or if it was an order from their Coach, then what for? And what's with the funny question…?
Kuroko bid farewell and walked away, after giving Hikari a meaningful glance.
Izuki turned to her, smiling his friendly smile, snapping her out of her thoughts. "Let's go?"
She noticed he has taken his gakuran top off when he ran inside his house and was now wearing a plain white shirt, which looked nice on him.
"Let's go."
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
Along their way, Hikari managed to make her classmate stop calling her Fuyu-san because it sounded weird, but she didn't manage to stop him from making another pun, which sounded even weirder.
"Ok. Fuyu, I'll call you Hikari-san from now on."
She chuckled heartily, but only at the lame attempt on humor. "Um. . . what?"
It's not new to her that her basketball playing classmate had a very weird obsession for puns. In fact, it's always the first thing that pops into her mind every time she sees him, the fact that he's good looking with sharp eyes and a charming smile only comes second.
The point guard frowned. "What, you didn't get it? That was a pun on your last name, 'for you' becomes 'Fuyu'," he said rather proudly.
Hikari scoffed and looked away, chuckling in disbelief at how lame this guy was.
"You guys are so weird you make me feel like a normal person."
Izuki stopped dribbling his old basketball that he carried for her and glanced at her face which was focused on the road.
Given his observations about her, he couldn't help but agree with that.
"Yeah, you're pretty weird."
"And messed up in the head. . . wait, how did you get that one? I have been acting pretty much normal around you guys," she asked, her voice feigning accusation. "And you haven't heard me in my all-sagacious bullcrap mode," she murmured almost inaudibly.
Izuki gave her a weird look. "Your what mode?"
She shook her head and smiled dismissively, "You know what? I don't really have much time to talk about stuff anymore because we're already nearby my house so—"
"Oh there, Maji Burger. Maybe we can eat something first?"
She looked at him and saw his intention and what he implied.
Hikari was never someone who gets easily swayed by guys she just started speaking with suddenly asking her out even if it's just for the sake of eating somewhere to talk. And if the topic of discussion he was asking her to talk about was going to make him think she was being ridiculous anyway, she most certainly knew where it would be heading.
"I hope you don't mind. . ."
But with Izuki, she didn't mind, or at least, she didn't appear to mind that much. She's got a good feeling about the guy; despite him apparently being a huge weirdo from a team that she could bet her family's money wouldn't agree with her on many things. And if she remembered well, Izuki was the vice president of Seirin's Student Life Committee, which gave her the incentive to think that he's not some judgmental jerk that'll rail on her like the rest of world do for the real reason she's even in this whole sports thing.
Well, it probably wouldn't hurt to try and tell him now, she thought. It wasn't something she was hiding from people anyway, or something she was ashamed of. It probably would confuse the hell out of him for some time, but it's not as if she's wrong and they'll come to realize that once they start bagging all the trophies like she did before, which she believed they would.
Hikari stared at the smile that said he meant well, and found herself returning the same.
"Of course I don't mind. Let's go."
EXTRA:
Koganei didn't mean to, but he was able to make all of his teammates' faces go red by suddenly thinking aloud.
"I wonder how Coach is going to use her Analyzer Eyes to the volleyball club? Is she going to make them do the same thing she made us do before? Wait, what was it again that she made us do before? Oh, I remember, she made us take our shirts . . . off."
When the realization that he had spoken something like that aloud hit him, he looked around at his teammates who were already blushing madly, except maybe Kuroko.
"DON'T GIVE US THOSE KINDS OF IMAGES!"
And he, too, joined in the mad red blush spectacle.
"GUYS, I SWEAR I DIDN'T MEAN IT!"
Good thing their demoness of a coach wasn't around.
Author's Note:
If there are people out there who actually gives a shit about this thing, I'd totally appreciate it if you make your presence felt, so leave a review first before you get the hell out of here.
Haha lol, am just trolling. But yeah, please review. Thanks.
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