I've updated... I have no excuses... so I apologize! x_x

High school is really busy... I wish there some class where I could just write fanfiction and go on tumblr all day. Tumblr is blocked at my school which really really really really sucks...

Speaking of which, I really like a lot of vocaloid songs that are covered by utaite. What are some utaites that you guys like? By the way, I'm still taking suggestions to change the title of my story, so any suggestions, comments etc. are always always welcome! X3

Chapter 10 - Hazuki disposes, God proposes

"WE WON!" yelled Hyuga.

"YEAHHH!" Seirin cheered.

A small smile appeared on Kuroko's face.

"YESSS!" Kagami shouted.

Kise stood there, stunned. "We...lost?"

In my life...it's the first time I lost…he thought, blinking.

Hazuki looked at Kise, and saw the tears forming in his eyes.

A few seconds later, she didn't know whether to be surprised or not when she found herself stepping towards Kise to trip him, and unintentionally tripping herself in the process.

"Biff!" Kise had the wind knocked out of him.

"Wah! Fujidana suddenly threw herself over!" Koganei said.

"Oops," Hazuki said clearly then whispered to Kise. "...Don't cry, your fans will be sad."

"Eh?" Kise's tears resided from where they came from in surprise.

"I wouldn't want anyone to see me in your position either," she mused. "Ah well, I hope this was distracting enough."

Kise looked at Hazuki in surprise.

"KYA! What is that girl doing!" A fangirl shrieked. They had been surprised but mostly quiet when Hazuki was subbed in (Kise was more of importance and she didn't seem to have anything to do with him).

But this was a different matter now, that action meant war.

Ah… and I'm dead, Hazuki thought in resignation as she felt the distinct evil aura from the second floor seeping in.

But thanks to her, only the more observant ones on the court managed to notice Kise's tears. Kuroko did, and Kasamatsu certainly did too, but it could be overall, counted as a success.

Kuroko came over and helped Hazuki up.

"Thanks, Kuroko-kun," she said.

"You idiot!" Kasamatsu kicked Kise.

"OUCH!" he yelled. "The fact that you've never lost is pissing me off more! I'll HIT YOU!"

"But you've already hit me…" Kise whined.

"In any case, you need to put the word 'revenge', in that empty dictionary of yours!" Kasamatsu snorted and slapped him on the back.

Kise widened his eyes, then nodded.

"LINE UP!" The referee yelled. "WITH A SCORE OF 100-98, SEIRIN HIGH WINS!"

"Thank you very much!" Everyone bowed.

After the game both teams gathered outside to share goodbyes and some small talk.

A dark and hellish aura was erupting out of Coach Genta as he glared at the Seirin team behind Kasamatsu.

"Because we're in different districts, if we play again, it'll be at Inter-High," Kasamatsu shook Hyuuga's hand.

"We'll be there," Hyuuga said with conviction as he felt Riko glowing behind him. "None of us want to confess our loves naked."

"Huh?" Kasamatsu asked.

Flowers began sprouting from a beaming Riko. Seirin's team looked at her warily.

I don't know which could be worse… the first part… or the second, Hazuki thought. Who started this tradition?

"Well, let's go!" Hyuuga shouted.

"Yes sir!" All of Seirin shouted.

"Hey where's Kise?" A 2nd string member asked.

"It seems like he didn't want to show his face, so he excused himself to somewhere else…" Another said.

Behind the gym, Kise was bending his head under a tap and letting the water rush down his face.

"Today, Oha-Asa predicted the worst luck for Gemini's... but I didn't think you'd lose."

Kise raised his head, meeting the eyes of a familiar green-haired boy,

"Midorimacchi? You watched our game?" he asked.

The other boy scowled slightly. "Well no matter who one, it was an unfortunate game... even a monkey could have managed those dunks. It's no wonder fate didn't choose you."

"It's been middle school since I've last seen you... nice to meet you too." Kise pouted at the less than affectionate reunion. "And I see you haven't stopped taping your fingers. Anyways~ who cares if I dunk, as long as it goes in?"

"That's why you are no good," Midorima sighed. "It's easy to get the ball in from so close. But making the shot far away has true value. Fate looks upon me greatly, because I keep up the most optimal effort, and I always have Oha-Asa's lucky item on me."

He brought out his magnificent Kerosuke, a glass frog toy.

"By the way today's lucky item is a frog toy. That is why my shots never miss."

This isn't the first time I've thought of this… but I've… never understood this guy, Kise thought, remembering the days back at Teiko. To think that he's the number on shooter of the Generation of Miracles Midorima Shintarou!

"Anyways, shouldn't you be talking to Kurokocchi, instead of me?" he said.

"There's no point. B-blood types like me never get along with A-blood types like him," Midorima said. I not only acknowledge his style, but I respect it as well. What I can't accept is his decision to go to Seirin, an obscure school like that."

He sighed in annoyance.

"Really, I cannot believe that the team you joined, which is nationally ranked, was defeated by dunking idiots and players that have the strength of females. Especially that Number 14," Midorima adjusted his spectacles. "He may have an interesting skill, but dribbling techniques can only go so far with that clear lack of strength."

"What… are you talking about that girl player on the Seirin team?"

"..." Midorima blinked.

"..." He blinked some more.

"HAH!?"

"Whoa, that surprised me!"

"I'm the one who should be saying that! Are you seriously saying that Kuroko joined a team that they resort to recruiting girls in the boys' division!?"

"I… guess?"

Midorima adjusted his glasses in further irritation. "I simply came, because we'll be playing them in the division preliminaries. But honestly... they are far from being good enough. Seriously… to go as far to depend on players that aren't supposed to be in this division…"

Kise frowned slightly at the fact, but he couldn't exactly retort back. Although that girl really is a good player, but it's really pushing it that she's in the boy's division of basketball… and it's even worse timing now. To be in the warzones with the Generation of Miracles was no joke.

"Midorima, you bastard!" Takao broke the silence. "You left me alone with the rickshaw in the middle of traffic! Do you know how embarrassing that is?!" he yelled from the top of his lungs.

Midorima turns back to Kise, "Today I just came to see the match, but I'm apologizing beforehand, because you will not face off with Seirin. There's no way Shuutoku is fated to lose to Seirin and you should give up on your revenge."

Seirin walked by towards the exit of Kaijou. Kuroko patted his head, not noticing the exchange between Midorima and Kise. But Hazuki glanced at them, distinctly aware that one of her brother's biggest opponents when he was in Shoei was a couple meters away.

The Seirin team waited outside the Sasaki hospital for Kuroko to be checked by the doctor. Hazuki paced and shuffled enough that the others noticed.

"What's wrong Fujidana?" Kawahara asked.

"Oh… it's nothing." Hazuki looked at the building. "I don't like hospitals very much."

Riko marched outside with Kuroko in tow with a big thumbs up.

"Everything's okay!" Riko smiled cheerfully.

The Seirin team let out a big sigh of relief.

"That's great," Hyuuga said.

"Sorry for making you worry," Kuroko bowed.

"I didn't know what would happen when you fell over," Izuki smiled with relief.

"I'm just glad you're alright," Tsuchida said.

Now that the nervousness for Kuroko's wound had passed, the Seirin team began grinning.

"Yeah! We won!" Koganei cheered.

"Lets get something to eat on the way home," Izuki suggested.

"What do you want?" Hyuuga asked.

"Something cheap. I'm broke."

"Me too."

"So am I."

Riko stopped.

"Hold on." Everyone looked at her. "How much does everyone have after transportation costs?"

After some scrummaging, a grand total of 21 yen was uncovered.

"Let's go home," Hyuuga said, as a depression began clouding over the group.

"Yeah," Koganei said.

Riko sighed in disappointment, then looked at the road. Suddenly, a large truck spray-painted with 'Free Steak' zoomed by gallantly.

"..." Riko stared then flowers and bright rays of sunshine began to erupt from her face, never a good sign.

Riko blew her whistle to catch Seirin's attention.

"It's alright. Why don't we go for some steak!?"

"...Hah?"

10 minutes later, the entire Seirin team was presented with 4 kg of sizzling steak, buttery and filled with juices. A large poster on the wall printed the following:

SUPER VOLUME 4 KG STEAK

EAT IT IN 30 MINUTES OR LESS AND IT'S FREE!
THOSE WHO FAIL MUST PAY A 10,000 YEN FEE!

A few minutes later, all of Seirin were in a steakhouse with sizzling giant steaks.

"What's wrong?" Riko said cheerfully. "Don't hold yourselves back."

THIS IS TOO MUCH! The Seirin team tsukommied in their heads.

Hazuki's stomach grumbled. After having her first official game, she had felt very hungry and meals at home were generally quite large with her brother's vivacious appetite.

I think I can probably finish this, Hazuki began to dig in at the same time as Kagami attacked it.

"What are we going to do if we can't eat all of this?" Hyuuga grimaced.

Riko crossed her arms. "What do you mean? Why do you think I make you run every day?"

The boys, excluding Kuroko and Kagami, dropped their jaws at her. FOR BASKETBALL!?

Hazuki glanced at the window behind Riko where there seemed to be a shadow of a cook with a frying pan chasing after another man. She decided to hurry up and eat.

Five minutes later, the other boys began to eat their steaks to make up for their lost time.

"I should know by now that this is how she is…" thought Hyuga irritably.

Izuki stared at the speared cube of steak he had on his fork.

"This steak… is steakalicious."

Koganei spluttered then muttered, "Sorry, but that's really annoying right now."
1 minutes later, Kuroko put his fork down, and then wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"I'm sorry..."

"What is it? Do you need some water?" Hyuuga asked him.

"...I give up."

"KUROKO!"

Hazuki glanced at the shotgun display on the wall and hurriedly finished her last bits of steak.

We're dead, the Seirin boys collapsed on their chairs and the tables.

"Um… are you guys alright?" She asked.

Hyuuga turned to her like a creaky robot.

"Ur.. EH!? How did you manage to finish that!?" Hyuuga yelled while the other stared at her empty plate.

"Well," Hazuki scratched her cheek in embarrassment. "I was hungry… so…"

The boys turned pale at the thought of gorging any more steak and then collapsed back onto the tables.

"This is so good!" Kagami grinned. "Maybe I'll get some more!"

Once again, the Seirin team rose their heads and stared in amazement.

"Huh? If you're not gonna eat that, can I have it?" asked Kagami.

He's stuffing his cheeks like a squirrel, the Seirin team thought.

"Save me the hassle and bring them all over here," He said.

"Kagami! THANK YOU!" Seirin all cheered.

As Kagami was finally finishing the rest of the steaks in record time, Kuroko walked out of the store, sighing at the crazy tirade just now.

He looked up, at the railings near the road and saw a familiar blond.

"...Kise-kun?" Kuroko asked.

"Hey," Kise waved. "Do you have a minute to talk?"

WHO CAN'T WAIT FOR SEASON 2! BAOIHFIUDHIUEHFGWIHDOZgnsrliguhduahf!