A/N: Hey guys, here's a new chapter of White Rose for all of you. The chapters for this story keep getting longer and longer for some reason and given I'm attempting to follow the manga/anime as closely as possible it's going to be a very long story overall. Also I am well aware that the Kise invading Seirin scene isn't manga accurate but it's been a long time since I've watch/read that part and I needed to fit Kisa in there somehow.

-Chapter 2-

"Hey, Nee-chan." 11-year-old Masaru looks down at her with wide mahogany coloured eyes black hair falling to his jaw naturally flipping out at the ends. Kisa recognises where they are, about a block away from Teikou just outside the elementary school Masaru had attended for at the time she had been in her first year of middle school. It was strange being twins yet in different year levels yet they really couldn't help the fact she'd been skipped up one early in elementary school and had been given no option to refuse. There wasn't really a time when they remembered being in the same year; it was normality for them.

"Hmm…?" Kisa regards her (older) twin brother with a curious gaze bangs clipped out of the way revealing both jade coloured eyes. Her Teikou uniform falls limply on a shapeless frame, even the smallest of sizes is made for girls who've already started to develop womanly shape and she has none of it. She hasn't even had her growth spurt yet being only 136cm tall compared to her twin's 158, tall for age he might have been but Kisa was positively tiny.

"Tell me what Middle School is like when you get home." He orders rather than asks tilting his head to the side to make it appear as if he's asking a question, Kisa just chuckles quietly fiddling with the strap of her satchel. Masaru just grins looking excitedly towards the stream of kids heading through the European style wrought iron gates of the elementary school. She herself feels out of place dressed in the fancy uniform of a private school mixed in amongst a set of government school kids dressed in blue tracksuit pants, white t-shirts and black jackets with whatever shoes they so desired to wear.

"Promise." Kisa smiles back up at her brother reaching up a hand to ruffle his naturally messy hair. Masaru ducks out of the way easily laughing as he runs off into the stream of students briefly turning back to wave. She waves back for a moment before turning away to head towards her own school. Despite having been separated by year-level for most of their lives it was the first time they hadn't attended the same school and the first day in what felt like forever they wouldn't see each other before going home.

She turns away taking a step on her path towards Teikou before the scene begins to crumble. The laughing and screaming of excited children begins to morph into a wailing siren and the tall buildings on either side of the street begin to crumble into piles of smouldering rubble sending pillars of smoke twisting into the sky.

BEEP…BEEP…BEEEEEP!

A pale hand reaches out to violently whack the alarm clock a few times before finally hitting the off button. Kisa blinks in the small amount of morning light slipping through the gap in her curtain painting her white walls a pale cream colour. It had been nice to wake up from the dream before things got too ugly. She'd had the same dream numerous times before; it started out innocently enough being a replay of her first day at Teikou. Then somewhere between splitting up from Masaru and arriving at Teikou the world would start to crumble turning into an apocalyptic universe. It was like her subconscious was trying to tell her something, she'd given up on figuring out what it was months ago but she was absolutely shore it meant something.

She sighed beginning the tedious process of untangling herself from the mass of blankets she'd ended up at the centre of overnight. Once untangled she slid off the bed bare feet sinking into plush grey carpet. She padded over to the wardrobe sliding it open with a soft thunk. Clothes stared back at her folded neatly and sorted into piles on shelves her Kaijou uniform and other more formal outfits hung up. She grabbed the clean uniform mindlessly slipping her arms into the shirt sleeves doing up the buttons with deft fingers. Next came the skirt (far too short for her personal taste) that barely stayed up on her hips, then the bow tie that she never actually bothered to undo slipped over her head and tightened around the neck. Finally she slipped her blazer on over the top sleeves only leaving her fingers uncovered. Before leaving the room she grabbed her chunky black watch from the bedside table securing it around her right wrist and a thin piece of black cord with a silver and sapphire ring on it got fastened around her neck.

She ran a brush through mussed up black hair as she left the room tying the majority of it back in a ponytail leaving her bangs down to cover her right eye and frame her face. Next comes the white ribbon she'd taken to storing in her blazer pocket for personal convenience, she ties it into a bow around the hair tie with ease as she continues to move towards the moderately sized kitchen.

Breakfast for Kisa is a simple affair. Living alone and influences from America have brought her to forgo the usual miso soup; rice and fish the morning meal entailed instead a single piece of toast (usually with honey) and a glass of juice usually sufficed. Occasionally a mug of coffee or tea would come in somewhere as well if she was particularly tired or had woken up earlier than needed for some obscure reason. She ate quickly and in silence. There was no one to talk to and therefore no reason to talk. Her voice was best saved for later anyway when she had a bunch of basketball players to yell at.

A brief look at her calendar as she tied her shoes told her it was Friday, barely two weeks after starting at Kaijou and already it felt like a routine had started. She grabbed her bag as she headed out the door locking it on instinct clipping her keys into a pocket of her satchel before pushing the down button on the elevator rather than taking the stairs it would take to long to get down from the 6th floor otherwise.

After leaving her apartment block she turned left down the street before slipping her headphones on and speeding up into a jog for the 10 minutes it took to get to Kaijou. Life was good, plain and slightly boring but good. Kisa just couldn't wait for inter-high to come…or something else vaguely interesting to happen.

The two weeks after starting at Kaijou had passed smoothly for Kise Ryouta. Sure, there were the several daily fangirl attacks but those were just a minor inconvenience. He was used to them anyway, it was far more amusing watching Kisa attempt to get out of the way of stampeding hordes of hormonal teenagers to avoid getting crushed. The girl was unusually fast but about once every two days he'd end up having to shove her behind himself to protect her from rampaging fans. Not to mention protecting his own public image of being a very eligible bachelor, even if the fact they were childhood friends was well known some people still got the wrong idea.

For the first time that year he'd actually arrived at school before Kisa. Usually Kise was that one person that ran into class just as the bell was going, but he'd woken up early for some unknown reason and decided to get to school early to avoid fangirl attacks. The theory had worked so far and given he was about 10 steps from entering his classroom he assumed it was safe. Unless a classroom ambush had been set up again like on the second day. (That would be a story for another time.)

There were all of about 5 people in the classroom when he entered making a beeline for his seat, second from the window in the second row. Nobody paid attention to him for once as he slipped into his seat letting his chin rest in the palm of one hand fiddling with a pen in the other. It felt strange being in the class early and having to wait for Kisa rather than it being the other way round. Usually the raven would be sitting at her desk glaring at the door and make some kind of sarcastic comment about late-night activities when he ran in barely on time.

The room slowly begun to fill up over the next 5 minutes Kise himself just looking out the window in a half daydream state. About 5 minutes before class was supposed to start Kisa strode into the classroom black and light green headphones slung around her neck. She slipped into her seat completely ignoring Ryouta as she did so removing her headphones and shoving them into her bag. She sifted through the contents of her satchel further retrieving a notebook and pen placing them on her desk ready to take notes before proceeding to stare out the window.

"Kisacchi!" Kise exclaimed tackling the younger teen into the window grinning when the small girl squeaked in surprise before batting hopelessly at his arms. She glared at him eyes narrowing in annoyance. He laughed quietly retreating back to his own seat before Kisa decided to commit murder on him. He'd learnt a long time ago that her physical contact tolerance was practically negative and unlike Kuroko she didn't have the patience of a saint.

"Do you have to do that every single time you see me? Because you see me literally everyday for large periods of time idiot." Kisa sighed rolling up the overlong sleeves on her blazer past her wrists revealing her watch on the right wrist and a black and silver wristband on the left. How she got away with wearing excess accessories at a private school but somehow she did. (Probably thanks to her grades…he honestly didn't care.)

"But I didn't get to see you for over a year." He whined pulling the best adorable pouty face he could crocodile tears spilling freely down his cheeks. Kisa just shook her head in a mix of amusement and disapproval flicking his forehead a lot harder than necessary. "So mean Kisacchi."
"The teachers coming, pay attention Ryou." She hissed whacking him on the back of the head when he continued to whine.

Classes proceeded normally for a Friday after that. In fact they were almost less eventful than normal like the calm before a storm. There was even only one fangirl attack at lunchtime and it had been the most minor one ever to occur in Kise recollection of recent history. They'd made their way to the roof after that. The basketball team had taken to meeting there for lunch on the grounds it was pretty much the only place Kise's fangirls didn't think of looking.

When basketball practice finally came around Kisa was hoping that something vaguely interesting might finally happen. Kasamatsu was a warm-up slave driver as usual having the first string members run 20 laps of the gym before they even started doing anything interesting. Oh, aside from the usual events of Kasamatsu bashing up Kise every time the blond either complained or did something stupid. That had lost entertainment value about 2 days after the routine started though, she really didn't find people getting bashed up funny even if it was for good reason.

After that the team got sent into a bunch of drills for the first half of practice that would lead into practice matches in the second half. Kisa settled herself against the wall as per normal ready to take notes on the growth and areas of that need improvement for various players mostly the regulars. Everything ran smoothly aside from a couple of second stringers completely screwing up the defence drills prompting the coach (who she still hadn't bothered to remember the name of) into a rant about doing things properly.

A point of interest finally came just as the practice matches were due to start in the form of a brunette teen who claimed to be the coach of a newly formed high schools basketball team. She was left to run the practice for all of five minutes while the coach discussed something with the new arrival. Kisa simply sorted the group of first-string members into 8 teams and explained the way that afternoons practice tournament would work before Coach decided she actually needed to do something.

"Miyazaki!" The coach's bellow bounced around the gym creating an irritating ringing in Kisa's ears. She briefly mumbled something to the players passing the ball she'd been holding to Kasamatsu before darting towards the door of the gym where the coach and brunette girl were standing.
"Yes Coach?" She asked in the least bored voice she could manage after a day full of absolute uninteresting nothingness.
"Take this girl here and discuss what she wants in my office. I leave the final decision to you." With that the coach left throwing the lanyard with the key to his office on them as he did so not even giving Kisa time to reply. She caught the keys on instinct slinging them around her neck before leading the strange girl out of the gym towards the coach's office.

Kisa plonked herself in the fancy looking wheelie chair behind the oak wood desk prompting the brunette to sit in the chair opposite. They regarded each other with calculating gazes for nearly a minute as if deciding who would win in a fight. The silence continued for nearly 5 minutes of both of them shuffling through various papers and avoiding conversation before the brunette stranger finally decided to break the silence.

"I'm Aida Riko. Coach of the Seirin High School basketball team. I assume you're the manager?" Aida spoke calmly and to the point penetrating Kisa with her intense chocolate brown gaze.
"Miyazaki, Kisa. And yes I'm Kaijou's manager." She meets the others gaze with equal intensity brushing her friend to the side partially revealing her usually hidden right eye. "I guess you're looking for a practice match?"

Aida nods pushing a folder across the table. "I bought some team notes for you to look over. I understand Kaijou is a strong school and even managed to gain Kise Ryouta of the Generation of Miracles, so you wouldn't want to face a weak opponent but I believe we are strong enough."
"Thanks." Kisa takes a glance through the notes. Most of the players are above average but it's the last two player profiles in the folder that interest her the most.

Kagami Taiga is the first player in the set to have a notable set of statistics. His potential is undefinable and current physical statistic pretty much on par with the Generation of Miracles (possibly excluding Aomine and Akashi). The picture included in the file strikes her the most. Fiery red hair that darkens at the tips, tanned skin and dark red eyes burning with an animalistic fire. She notes his position of Power Forward and the little note at the bottom of the page telling her he's Seirin's ace. Kise would have fun playing him if the coach decided it was even worth the copycat playing.

It's the final player profile that catches Kisa off guard. She doesn't even need to read the name to recognise the signature powder blue hair, wide eyes of exactly the same colour, pale skin and perpetually blank expression. A picture of Kuroko Tetsuya stares back at her and she doesn't even want to try and explain how startled she is. She'd just assumed the passing specialist had followed Aomine to Touou on the ground that Momoi had told her nothing about her precious 'Tetsu-kun' in any of their numerous Skype calls while Kisa had been in America. Finding him on the basketball team of an absolutely no name school she'd never heard of surprised her. Now there was no choice but to accept the practice match challenge, it would be interesting to observe Kuroko working without Aomine.

"You're team is interesting Aida-san." Kisa observes passing the black and red folder back across the table to the Seirin second year. Riko just smiles checking all the papers are back in the correct order.
"So are you taking the offer or not?" Riko nearly growls losing patience with the younger girl. Kisa chuckles choosing to antagonise the older girl more by taking time to check her watch, adjust the band on her left wrist and fiddle with the coach's key lanyard before finally regarding the brunette with an even jade coloured gaze.

"We'll take the offer, Next Friday 4:00pm at this gym. I'll meet you and the Seirin team at the gate it'll be easier given how large Kaijou is." Kisa spoke evenly writing down the details on a piece of notebook paper she'd dug out of her satchel before handing it to Riko who takes it thankfully.
"Thank you very much Miyazaki-san. I look forward to the match." They both stand shaking hands over the desk before Kisa leads Riko out of the office locking the door behind them. The pair of them walks side by side in pleasant silence both radiating airs of sweet satisfaction.

Kisa shows the brunette to the gym's entrance where she is collected by one of the school's admin personal. The raven herself returns to practice where the final of the mini-tournament is ready to begin. Kise stands at the head of one team shining like the sun, Kasamatsu leads the other steel-blue eyes ice-cold as he stares down his kouhai. Behind them the teams stand, Kise's team wears yellow bibs (she chuckled quietly at that, how appropriate) whilst Kasamatsu's wore green. She'd only managed to recognise the regulars along with a couple of other notable players after all names and faces were the one thing she could not remember easily.

The coach blows his whistle signalling the game's start just as she's settled back against the wall notepad on her lap pen in hand folder of player files on the floor beside her ready for updating. The two centre's leap for the ball Kasamatsu's team managing to steal it by a finger tip ball being passed to the point-guard captain instantly/. In a moment Kasamatsu's past the ball of to Kiryu one of the only notable first-years on the team aside from Kise. The brunette small forward uses his unusual speed to dart past the yellow team member guarding him leaping into a dunk only to find Kise's hand in the way. They struggle for a second before the blond manages to push the ball to the ground Kiryu landing on his butt at the same time. Kise grabbed the ball off the ground beginning a dribble landing a simple three pointer straight through the basket.

The remainder of the 10-minute mini-match was a fight between the two first-years. Kiryu had unusual speed and agility but an overall smaller stature than Kise at barely 175cm and the second smallest player of the first-string. This let the blond curb-stomp him to some degree however the brunette's determination was unbreakable, almost to a point that it reminded her of Kuroko. Even at the end of the game the yellow team having won by about 10 points the small forwards chestnut brown eyes didn't waver instead choosing to stare down Kise with the promise of challenging him one day.

If you were to ask Hyuuga Junpei what tipped him off to something strange going on at a certain Monday afternoon practice after the coach had come in skipping the previous Saturday spouting the news of a practice match with Kaijou that coming Friday he would have said the pack of girls hanging around the gym. The Seirin basketball team wasn't particularly popular with the girls; even Izuki the most popular of all of them had girls running for their lives as soon as his 'joke book' appeared. The next would have been the pretty-boy blond with a single pierced ear standing on the bleachers.

The team assembled behind their captain, all of them regarding the blond with curious yet cautious gazes. Catlike golden-hazel eyes regarded them all calmly as the newcomer leapt off the bleachers waving the swarm of teenaged girls out the door of the gym as he did so landing perfectly on two feet without even batting an eyelid. Hyuuga moved to yell at the blond something along the lines of breaking into the gym and interrupting their practice before Kagami butt in with his lack of head to mouth filter.

"You're Kise Ryouta of the Generation of Miracles aren't you? Then play me one-on –one." The redhead growled threateningly playing with a basketball spinning it on the tip of his finger before throwing it up and down a few times.
"Yeah and?" The blond smiled light reflecting off his freakishly straight white teeth. His blazer and tie were gone in a flash thrown onto the front row of the bleachers shirtsleeves rolled up to the elbow. "Bring it on."

The two leapt into battle a fierce whirlwind of dribbling, jumping and scoring. However, the result was inevitable Kise practically whipping the floor with the overeager redhead. Kagami just looked angry glaring at the beaming blond fire burning in crimson eyes.

"Kagami-kun." The classically calm emotionless voice of Kuroko rang out from just behind the redhead. Both Kise and Kagami jumped the redhead immediately turning to yell at the passing specialist blond tackle hugging the smaller male.

"Kurokocchi! Why'd you disappear from us after the championship? I missed you Kurokocchi." Kise whined crocodile tears spilling down his cheeks hanging off Kuroko limply. The blue-haired teen's expression didn't change. He simply blinked letting out a barely noticeable sigh before regarding the blond with a sideways gaze.

"I do not wish to share my reasoning Kise-kun." Kuroko stated blandly not even moving to shrug the blond off. Seirin just stared in amazement. It was a well known fact that the little passing master did not enjoy physical contact yet he let Kise one of the generation of miracles he was so desperately fighting to bring back to the way they were hang all over him.

"Come play basketball with me again Kurokocch…" Kise never quite got to finish his sentence before a ball came flying towards him hitting him square in the side of the head sending the blond tumbling to the ground. All eyes wondered towards the door landing on a small raven haired girl visible jade green eye glaring at the blond model as she strode towards the scene surrounded by an aura of cold danger.

"Kisacchi, you said you'd go along with this until I did something stupid." The blond whined looking up at Kisa with his best attempt at wide, tear-filled innocent eyes. She just shook her head in disapproval ignoring the blond completely in favour of turning to speak to Riko and Hyuuga. She bowed ever so slightly before straitening again making eye contact with both coach and captain in turn.

"I apologise for the interruption of your practice. Kise-kun has a habit of not thinking about his actions we will be leaving now." Kisa's voice is level yet edged with ice and when her eyes finally land on Kise now clinging to her leg she sighs grabbing the blond by the back of his shirt and beginning to drag him into a standing position. Luckily he obliges doing most of the work himself (if he hadn't they would have been stuck there for a while.)

"Not even Ryou anymore, so mean Kisacchi.." Kise's moaning just became a background soundtrack as Kisa and Riko regarded each other with critical gazes.
"It's fine Miyazaki-san. Thank you for coming to retrieve him though. I look forward to the game on Friday." Riko nearly growled when she had to mention the blond but seemed generally thankful for Kisa's presence.

"As do I, Aida-san. Yet again, I apologize for the interruption." With that Kisa bows again turning on her heal dragging Kise with her. Seirin just stares after their retreating backs. The blond's whining could still be heard for minutes after the two had left along with the occasional sharp retort or reprimand from Kisa.

"Well, that was interesting." Izuki said glancing around at the varying expressions of shock, wonderment and confusion on his teammates faces, oh and not to mention Kuroko's still blank face despite the scene that had just unfolded before them. Kagami was giving out an almost primal growl from somewhere deep in his throat eyebrows knit together still glaring out the door. Furihata was quaking in his boots Fukuda and Kawahara not much off the same mark.

"Who was she? The girl you seem to have met her Riko." Hyuuga asked adjusting his glasses.
"Miyazaki. Kisa. Kaijou's manager. She organised the practice match for us." Riko sighed running a hand over her face.
"Miyazaki. Kisa…" Kuroko blinked voice trailing off slightly before his eyes appear to light up ever so slightly as if sets of puzzle pieces had just falling into place. "It will be interesting to work with you again Kisa-chan."

"You know her Kuroko?" Half the team yelled Kagami, Hyuuga and Riko notable louder than the other. The blue haired teen just nodded tilting his head to the side in thought.
"She was assistant manager of the Generation of Miracles. I was not expecting her to be back this soon though." They left it at that Kuroko obviously not wanting to share any more information.

Riko sighed. The game would be so much more interesting now that she knew Kaijou didn't just have one of the members of the Generation of Miracles, but an incredibly good manager as well. When she'd initially met the raven haired girl she'd gotten the feeling that Kisa was incredibly intelligent with a talent for observation but she had not expected the girl to have a connection to the Generation of Miracles. Kuroko's comment of not expecting her back so soon did perplex her though. If Kisa had left then she wouldn't have seen the Generation of Miracles fall apart, which explained her trust in Kise. Now she definitely couldn't wait to see how the practice match would go.

A/N: Thanks so very much for reading. Please follow favourite and review if you enjoyed it would be greatly appreciated as it gives me motivation to write more. On a side note updates for the next couple of months will be erratic if I manage to get nay out at all as I have a school drama production happening soon and rehearsals are taking up huge amounts of my time.

Thank you for your understanding
-Angel