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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 IV
When Izuki stepped out of the small bathroom, the first thing he heard was the strong sound of rain hitting the roof and the thunders crashing.
The clothes she handed him weren't bad; the ones he picked were actually something he would wear on good days. The dark long-sleeved shirt was tight around the arms but they looked ok when rolled up to the elbow, and the faded jeans were not very skinny. It really was a good thing the rain wasn't able to reach his underclothes, or else…
"Hikari-san?" he called, stepping into the small, gold hued living room.
He found her sitting cross-legged on the floor, tossing a basketball (the one he handed to her yesterday) into a wall repeatedly. It was the same drill he saw her doing during practice, but there was something absolutely refreshing about seeing her in simple house clothes like those oversized shirt and skimpy shorts while at it. Her long maroon hair was worn down too, tips touching the floor like petals of dark red roses around her slim figure.
Wide, blood-colored eyes looked up at him at the sound of her name, halting in her take-home practice at once. He found it weird, though, how she almost instantly turned her head the moment she met his sharp gaze.
"I can't let you step out yet, it's still raining cats and dogs outside," she told him without looking.
"Yeah," he sat on the couch just beside her, "And people like me used to think bringing an umbrella is too petty for some reason."
Hikari tss-ed at him with a knowing grin.
"You just had to make an excuse to spew out another lame pun."
He didn't reply, but the tiny smirk she managed to see on his lips while the point guard was drying his black, tousled locks with a towel was enough for her.
Alluring, she thought, watching him without turning her head.
The girl immediately tried to get back to tossing before he catches her.
"Urgh, it's tangled."
When she looked at him again, he was watching her closely it was impossible to ignore the scent of freshly cut pine needles on him. His now dry hair was sticking up all over the place and he looked so endearing and she had no idea how his eyes suddenly looked a lot more silvery than usual.
"You need a comb or something?"
Izuki lifted a lock of hair and spoke in a serious tone, "My hair says 'I'm a frayed knot', so I guess my fingers will do." PING!
If there was anything Izuki didn't enjoy about saying that pun, it was only the way Hikari's palm connected painfully on his arm. The rest, like the sight of her giggling helplessly while trying to throttle him, he was rather proud of.
Moments later, a small talk about their sports kept them busy while waiting for the heavy rain to subside.
When Hikari finished her tossings, she realized it was dinner time. She stood up, spent a minute on the kitchen, shoved a cup of instant ramen on Izuki's hands, and sat on the couch beside him, helping herself with a cup of her own.
He thanked her and slurped a hearty heaving.
"So how do you do it, the split-second playmaking thing while in a crucial rally?" he then asked, resuming their previous conversation. "Because in basketball, you have plenty of seconds to think about an appropriate play for a certain situation, but in a volleyball rally, it's a continuous round of blows there's like no time to think at all."
"Absolutely 100% right," she replied, wide-eyed, after a mouthful of noodles. "But well, in fast-paced situations like that, what I do is I try to slow-down the pace of the game while trusting that my teammates will take every single pass that I give them, so I just make use of my experiences and instincts instead of actually thinking of what my next plays are gonna be. I don't know if it's applicable in basketball though."
Izuki nodded, understanding a lot. "I think it is. I think the point guard has to do the same job. How do you slow it down when the game is too fast-paced, by the way?"
"Hmm, let's see," the setter put fingers over her lips, eyes wandering up. Then she brightened and said, "Oh, I guess just by being a leader to your team while on the court."
Izuki tried to ignore it when she lifted her legs and put them close to her body like that, making the couch sag a bit against them.
"Although we're not the captain, or the ace, or a scorer," she continued, "I think point guards and setters always have to be the ones in command. Proper communication and influence to your team makes that work."
He's aware of how laid-back this female athlete is when it comes to matches, she even told him she doesn't like opting for a win. But oddly enough, he has been learning a lot of things about the setter that he can definitely use as a point guard.
It was almost laughable actually, for a team with a setter this diverse in game understanding to not have won a single match in the Interhigh prelims. And now they're even on the verge of getting terminated if they keep they're losing streak.
Out of the blue, Hikari suddenly asked about how he was able to send passes to people even without actually looking, and why it seems like the point guard can see everyone in the court when he plays.
Izuki scratched his head and explained about his Eagle Eye, ears turning pink when Hikari said she was watching him that's why she noticed.
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"Is your Coach around?"
"She's still with your teammates outside."
Hikari beamed.
"Alright, gimmie a pass!"
Izuki reluctantly gave her a pass.
"You're gonna shoot?"
Scoff. "No, I'm gonna bonk you in the head with it."
Scoff. "I'd like to see to try."
"What, bonk you in the head or shoot? I can do both."
"I'd prefer if you just shoot."
Another scoff. Then Hikari checked to see if she wasn't stepping on the free-throw line and tossed the ball to the ring.
"Oh my god, it went through. It didn't even hit the freaking hoop, hah~!"
"Nice shot in a new niche! That's great!"
Giggles. "It's not great, the pun I mean."
Sigh. "You know, it's kind of getting a bit frustrating how you keep denying my punning ability."
"Your nonexistent punning ability?" and she openly laughed.
But Izuki was smiling amiably at her, ball gathered back in his hands.
They were the only ones left on the court, his teammates already on their locker room done with practice and her teammates still doing a spiking drill on the school field under Riko's guidance. Hikari was left on the gym, not needing a spiking training being a setting specialist, and she still has to throw a few tosses before she completes her 500 sets for the day. Izuki, passing by and seeing his classmate alone, came up and now they're having a free-throw shooting contest right there.
Hikari couldn't believe it, but she actually won and was able to shoot 5 consecutive free-throws against Izuki, who had missed a shot and is a basketball player at that.
"Jeez, you beat me there," he huffed, smiling endearingly. "Although you're not actually shooting, you're just tossing it to the hoop like this is volleyball."
"What, as long as it goes in, it's a score."
The point guard blinked, considering. "That's right. Now that I think about it, I've seen a lot of basketball players with weird shooting forms."
She grinned, dribbling the basketball like a volleyball.
"Hey, why don't you try what I do, see if it works on you?" Hikari sent him a pass.
He complied, not seeing anything wrong with it. This might become an opportunity to learn a new shooting technique, who knew?
He lifted the ball, trying to think of her tossing stance. When he jumped and tossed, the arc was too shallow and the ball hit the hoop instead.
Hikari clicked her tongue. "That's not how you do it, your hands are wrong."
She stepped close, close enough he could see the glisten of her sweat trailing down her neck down to her collarbone, and then she positioned his hands accordingly.
"There, use both of your wrists to flip the ball out. No need to push it too hard."
Complying, Izuki tried again and failed again, earning a mental pat on the back from himself for at least trying.
"I didn't think this was hard," he said, grinning in a self-deprecating way. "It's easy for you 'cause your hands are flexible, and very soft."
They looked at one another.
"And you're a trained setter, that's why" he added before he turns pink again.
The maroonhead smiled. "Must be the medicine ball's fault. That super heavy drag really improved my wrist and my arm strength in just a couple of days. Look, I feel like I can shoot super long threes now, hah."
But before she can toss the ball in the air again, a whizz of black and blue lunged forward and stole it from her, bodies almost colliding due to her lack of guard. She yelped and laughed, not expecting his advance, but immediately got her game back.
"Let's see you try that if you can pass me," he said, keeping his stance and dribbling the ball, a look of challenge in his striking face.
She could swear his eyes glinted.
Hikari humored herself at the idea and tried to mirror him. "One-on-one, huh?"
In the end, they only managed to look like two children playing tag because Hikari clearly didn't know how to guard and steal, or play basketball at all. And she kept yelping and laughing too.
Izuki took advantage of this, and showed her how it was done… showed it in a way Hikari could only perceive as excessively cool and hot because heck, that was really how it was like playing one-on-one basketball with Izuki Shun when he's putting his frisky game-face on so close to you just like that.
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"Did you put glitters on? Cuz I literally saw sparkles around you guys there."
Kai, the team captain and ace, gave her setter a toothy sneer, leaning by the lockers after a trip to the shower room.
Hikari groaned and looked up from her locker. "Please, I've already had enough puns for the rest of my life."
The spiker shrugged, curly pigtails bouncing. "Means you've been hanging out with that point guard long enough to have had enough puns for the rest of your life."
"Heh~ good one," the maroonhead replied sardonically.
But Kai just sneered more and crossed her arms over her towel-wrapped chest.
"So tell me, how far have you two gone?"
Hikari threw the first item she grabbed from her locker to the captain's face, careful about her towel slipping down her body.
The deodorant was immediately blocked.
"You know what? We haven't gotten very far, but I'll talk to him later and we'll go as far as burning your tongue out and sewing your mouth shut."
The sound of their chuckles instantly gave away the bite in their remarks. You just know that they're just kidding each other and have been doing that for a long time.
"I mean why don't you jump on him already?" Kai was saying. "I literally think you should be doing that every time I see you guys together."
"Yeah, you'd be like the cutest couple in all of Seirin. Gosh, point guard and setter," a teammate squealed. Kai high-fived her.
"I will jump on him," Hikari answered back, holding her towel to her chest, "But I will do a double back flip and kick all of your faces through your asses."
"Brutal," another commented.
"But seriously, Hikari. What do you think of Mr. Point Guard?" Kai asked after a moment.
Hikari let out a small huff and also leaned on the lockers, seemingly less cynical than seconds ago.
"Well, seriously, I think Izuki's pretty cute. And adorable. And smart. I think everyone agrees he's the hottest in their team, right?"
The girls gave a yeah-I-guess-so kind of nod.
"But to be honest, I don't know if he's boyfriend material. Well for me anyway. Cuz, you know, I'm too much of a psycho, and he's like‒" she flanged her arms out "‒this absolutely sane guy and like overly philosophical about life and sports and stuff."
"Isn't that exactly what you need?" said someone sarcastic.
The girl in question took a second to think.
"What? A psychotherapist? I guess not."
"But you know in romance movies, the guy shows up and fixes whatever crap was broken about the girl or something like that."
"Shut up," threatened Hikari while grinning. "I guess… someone on par with my psychotic-ness will work on me more." Then she chuckled like something was funny.
"Wait, are you guys talking about that senpai who likes wearing blue shirts in practice?" said another girl who just entered the changing room.
"Yea, like him too?" asked Kai.
"OMG, no. I have a friend who's absolutely super fangirl over that guy, but she says he likes super terrible super lame puns."
"Huh? Isn't that like a total turn-off when a pretty guy acts like a total lame-o." another girl rolled her eyes.
"Hmm, really? But you know guys, I actually like the puns. I mean I like it when he's punning, not the puns. It's lame, but isn't that what makes him kind of adorable?" confessed Hikari.
"Seriously?" smirked the captain.
"I don't know, but yeah. He's like trying to be funny all the time and he's serious about it even though it never worked. I think that's very adorable."
The whole team stared at their setter incredulously like she's developed a ridiculous disorder.
"I beg to differ."
"Hikari-senpai totally digs that hottie."
"Girlfriends defending their beloved boyfriends' reputation are always the best."
"What the actual hell." Hikari sniggered.
Miyu, a freshman spiker, held out an index finger and said, "Did you know? Research shows that when a person laughs too much even at lame humor," the smile on the girls' face comically turned to a frown, "It means they're sad."
Hikari made a sneering 'wtf' face.
"Awww. That's saaad, Hikari," Kai actually tried sounding unhappy, but only succeeded in sounding like her usual sardonic self. "Don't worry, research also shows that when girls laugh at guys with lame humor, it means they're flirting with them."
The setter felt like throwing the all the contents of her locker to her captain's face, but weren't able to do so as she was immediately overcame by her strings of flustered laughter.
Then while her team fooled around, she inwardly wondered if both of those researches (including Kai's) were right.
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Next day at practice.
"Izuki-kun."
"Yes, Coach."
"Can you try that shot again?"
Some PFFFT's were heard.
"You mean that lame shot Izuki suddenly pulled out of nowhere?" said Hyuuga.
"I didn't pull it out of nowhere."
Riko put a hand on her hips. "Try it."
He did, this time it went in.
If there was anyone observing Riko closely, they would have sworn her eyes sparkled.
"Good job, Izuki-kun. We will work on developing this particular shot. This might be your offensive weapon."
Izuki fisted the air triumphantly, glancing at the volleyball club from the other side of the court, making a mental note to high five Hikari the next time they meet.
He instantly feigned a choke the moment he saw her glance his way too.
Author's Notes:
I'm looking forward to seeing your reviews. :D
P.S You guys wanna see Hikari? I drew a picture of her, she's kind of cute :) The link is on my profile.
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