Hidden Beauty

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Basket Twenty-Three: Drastic Measures

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Kuroi couldn't believe it. Someone knew who she was? But she had tried so hard... She could almost feel her heart drop down into her stomach, as her thoughts all died out, her mind going blank.

Her purple eyes tore away from the note, scrunching it in her hand. She silently scanned the room, eyeing all the students in her class. Everyone was acting normal, no one paying any more attention than necessary to her.

'It has to be someone in this class, right? None of the others on the team would have done this, because they're also in danger... Right?' Her thoughts suddenly came to her in a flurry of words, and she grabbed her head to try to keep them organized.

"Yasuhiro-kun?" She jolted, and looked up to see one of the girls she sat beside. "O- Oh, Yura-chan, was it?" Kuroi asked hesitantly, making sure to deepen her pitch as she spoke.

"Y- Yeah. Uhm, are you okay? You look... Well, you don't look so well." The girl, Yura, spoke quietly, worry clear in her eyes.

"I'm fine... No need to worry." Kuroi offered the girl a smile, before shoving the note inside her duffel bag. Yura nodded, before taking her seat. Kuroi's eyes lingered on the girl, before looking at the board. 'It couldn't be her, it's just the aura she gives off, I guess...'

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The whole time school lasted, Kuroi couldn't help thinking about this mysterious blackmailer of hers. Even during lunch, she had practically forgotten about her food. Which sucked, because now that school was over, she was hungry.

Kuroi paused, realizing that she had just started walking towards the gym. She was so used to it, and a weird sense of deja vu passed over her, before she shook her head. Kuroi turned directions, and headed for the back doors that lead to the track field. She spotted the shed, and pulled the crumpled note from her duffel, staring at it before making her way for the shed.

Her heart thudded against her chest, and Kuroi thought it was going to burst from out her body as she stepped into the shade behind the shed.

"Yo, Kuroi-chan..."

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"Sempai!" Kasamatsu turned, staring at Kise who walked up, panting.

"What is it?" He demanded, crossing his arms across his chest. "This better be good, Kise. I need to get things re-"

"I can't find Yasuhirocchi!" Kise wailed, latching onto Kasamatsu like a child. Kasamatsu pushed him off, making Kise trip over his feet and land on the ground in a huff.

"What?" Kasamatsu raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure she isn't just late?"

"But, that's what I mean! Yasuhirocchi's never really late! She loves coming to practice; it's her favorite part of school."

"How do you know that?"

"Uhh-"

"Forget it, when did you see her last?"

"Uhm, during lunch. But she looked... out of it. She didn't even notice when I took some of her ric- itai!" Kise cried, grasping the back of his head.

"You idiot! Don't just go stealing other people's food!" Kasamatsu scolded the blond Ace.

"Sempai!" Kise pleaded, eyes filled with worry. Kasamatsu sighed, and dropped his arms to his sides.

"Okay, so, you're just going to automatically assume that she's been kidnapped or something?"

"Who's been kidnapped?" Kise nearly jumped out of his skin, seeing Moriyama walking up beside him, looking interested all of a sudden.

"Kise thinks Kuroi was kidnapped." Kasamatsu said, twitching as other members of the team began crowding around him, all curious.

"Kidnapped? But, I saw her leave out the back door!" Eiichi exclaimed, hands cupping his cheeks.

"Maybe she's having a face-off." Hideki suggested, grinning.

"The hell?" Jiro raised his delicate eyebrows, giving the black haired boy beside him a 'Are you stupid?' look.

"I'll go look for her!" Kise shouted, running off.

"Oi! Don't just- argh!" Kasamatsu groaned in frustration, clenching his fists before storming after the blond. "You lot! Start stretching!" He shouted, before exiting the gym in search of the blond and the black haired girl.

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"I- It's you!... Uhh..." Kuroi's mind went blank, trying to remember if she even knew the blackmailer's name.

"Kira. My name is Akiyama Kira."

Giving a small cough, she approached a random girl, bowing politely. "Ah- erm, sempai, do you know where Kasamatsu-sempai is?" She asked, making her voice into a lower pitch.

"Eh? Kasamatsu... Kasamatsu... Oh, the captain of the basketball team?" The older girl raised her eyebrows in questioning.

"Yes, that's him." Kuro let a cool bad-boy type aura around her, pretending as if she didn't care at all, although happiness filled her heart on the inside.

"Yeah, I think I saw him leave. I think he might have gone to the gym."

"Thank you, sempai!" Kuro quickly turned away, leaving the blushing girl. 'Oh Gawd, I don't want any girl to like me.' She thought, shuddering as she pictured the huge blush on that third year's face.

"Right..." She drew the word out, nodding slowly. "So your name is Kira... Heh, fitting, I guess."

"I suppose so." Kira replied, smiling too innocently. "Now, I guess you know why I've called you here."

"I'm guessing that you want something from me? But, what, money? To make me your little lap dog?"

"No, and no. Although, I still do want something... Just not any of those two things."

Kuroi nodded slowly, considering it. She bit her lip, not wanting to be pulled out from the team. Things were just starting to get good, too. She also didn't want to cause any trouble for them, and possibly even have the club abolished.

"I'll do anything..." She muttered, looking up into the older girls cerulean blue eyes. "Oh, before you go demanding stuff, I just have two questions for you. One; how did you find out about me?"

"Well, it wasn't that hard to figure out. All I did was do some... family research."

"Okay, two; why are you doing this?"

"Because, it's like, I dunno, a weird hobby of mine. I like finding people's weaknesses and making them plead and beg and submit in the end." Kira shrugged, grinning almost lazily at her with a slight tilt of her head.

"Well, why don't you just become the new Kira?" Kuroi bit back, feeling annoyance and anger well up inside her. She couldn't believe how innocent this girl had seemed at first.

"I'll get to the point."

"S'bout time." Kuroi new she was digging her grave. It was just like when she was cornered, back at her old school... It's what she was good at, signing her own death certificate.

"I want you, Yasuhiro Kuroi, to be my boyfriend."

"... You do know I'm a girl... Just to be clear."

"Of course. But, I want you, the way you are now, to act like my boyfriend."

"This is the weirdest, most obsce-"

"Fine!" Kira snapped, cutting Kuroi off. "I'll just go and tell everyone in school your little secret, then I'll tell the principal, and then, just for kicks, I'll go and tell you parents, too." Her threat came out more of a growl, as her eyes narrowed rather dangerously.

"... One more question."

"Shoot."

"Why do you want me to..."

"Because, it's totally for social ranking and status and all that jazz... You gotta do what you gotta do." Kira grinned, chuckling almost darkly.

"Yeah, yeah, alright. Just calm down there, no need to run for the Death Note, I... accept."

"What's that?"

"I said I'll be your... Your boyfriend." Kuroi spat the words out, seething at the older girl.

"Good, sweetie." Kira laughed, walking up to Kuroi. She patted the black haired girl's shoulder, before walking away.

Kuroi stood there silently, watching Kira walk away. She bit her lip, tell she felt blood drip roll down her chin. She reached up, surprised, and wiped the blood away, frowning at the sudden metallic taste.

"Yasuhirocchi!" Kuroi turned, only to be tackled down to the ground. "Kise..." She exclaimed, grabbing the models shoulders to push him off of her.

"We all thought you were kidnapped!" He gaped at her, pulling her from off the ground. Kuroi could have sworn she saw a little tear form in his eye.

"Idiot. That was your thinking." Kasamatsu barked, rolling his eyes at Kise. "You're late." He stated matter-of-factly, eyeing Kuroi.

"I'm sorry, I-"

"Thirty laps."

"... Alright." Kuroi nodded, almost solemnly, and turned on her heel. She jogged off, leaving the two staring in her wake.

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