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Right in the Feelings

Momoi had closed the manga she was reading and started to sulk. With a deep breath of determination, she opened it again to where she had just left off and read through the rest of the page. With a sob, Momoi closed the page again. Then opened it once more.

The atmosphere around the table they had gathered around in was relatively silent. Save for the sound of shogi pieces being moved by Akashi and Midorima, the munching of a crispy snack of Murasakibara, and the silent sobs from Momoi.

A weepy sigh had escaped Momoi's lips as she closed the reading material again and opened it. She repetitively did this for the next few minutes until finally she'd been noticed.

"What's with you, Satsuki?" Aomine asked gruffly, more irked than concerned at the annoying cycle Momoi was doing. "You've been going on about that thing since awhile ago. Can't you just read it properly?"

Momoi put the manga down, and the look she gave Aomine made him double take. He stared at her in disbelief. "Satsuki, are you crying?"

The pink haired teen sniffed. "Oh, Dai-chan! It's just too sad!" She wailed, breaking the solemn silence for a quick second.

"Dai-chan?" The latter twitched at the old nickname, but disregarded it as soon as Momoi opened her mouth to speak again.

"The lead girl stumbled upon her ex-lover, but she found out that he's already in love with someone else. But the lead girl isn't over him yet! And...and...she wants to get him back! So the lead went on to find her ex-lover's current lover's ex-lover, and brought them back together. But then when the lead's ex-lover realized that his current lover's still in love with her ex-lover, he reluctantly decided to let her go, but then he was obviously hurt! AND...AND...!" Momoi rambled on in a breath, anguished as she did as she held up her shaking hands and buried her face in it. "It's just SO sad!"

"I didn't understand a word you just said," Aomine said honestly—not that he actually tried to understand.

"Sa-chin, I didn't know you were into those kinds of things. I always thought you only liked basketball," Murasakibara stated, picking on chocolate-filled panda heads.

"Am I not allowed to be like this once in awhile?" She cried out.

True enough, it was rather unusual for Momoi to engage in things like this. Emotions, love, drama, and the like had always been at the back of her mind since she made basketball her top priority. That being said, Momoi never once imagined herself going all melodramatic over something—over anything, for that matter. Let alone a comic. But because of a close classmate and their amazing persuasion skills, Momoi was now sympathizing with every single character in the story.

And she actually liked it. Even though it kind of just broke her heart into a tiny million pieces and made her cry waterfalls inside.

"Honestly, Momoi, if you think you're too sensitive, then you should just stop," Midorima said.

"Shintarou, you lost," Akashi announced right after Midorima had looked back.

"I lost again!?"

Momoi took Midorima's words no heed as she continued to sulk by herself, debating on whether or not she should continue to read again. She had of course, decided on a 'yes', despite her currently unstable emotions, and was just about to open the comic yet again, when a white piece of tissue was presented to her.

"T-Tetsu-kun?" Momoi looked up and saw that Kuroko's arm had been stretched out towards her. She took the tissue, gave a timid 'thank you' and turned to everyone else. "See? At least Tetsu-kun's being nice!" She said, stuffing the tissue in her nose

"Actually, I agree with Midorima-kun," Kuroko had corrected and Momoi sank in her seat.

"If Ki-chan were here, he'd understand..." She dejectedly trailed off in between nasally sobs. Momoi then read through the pages once more, only to break out in cries...again. "NOOO! I just...can't! I don't wanna read this anymore!"

"She's torturing herself..." Aomine commented with a shake of the head.

At the end of the afternoon, Momoi had ended up finishing the volume (with great amount of willpower to hold back her feelings, and handfuls of tissue to wipe her tears. Kuroko had to go back to the counter for about three times). With quivering fingers, Momoi had closed the comic for good.

"Well?" Aomine turned to Momoi, who was looking more or less, better now. "Akashi, Midorima, and Murasakibara already left."

Momoi took a deep breath in.

"Are you okay now, Momoi-san?" asked Kuroko.

Momoi exhaled. "Yeah... I guess..."

"How do you feel?"

How did she feel? Numb? Broken? Completely soul shattered? Momoi opened her moth and closed it again and replied, "I'm in the mood for some horror movies..."

THIS. Oh wow. It was actually after reading a fan comic when I decided to write this. Gosh, that piece broke my heart into tiny little pieces. I swear it got me so bad I had to watch a lot of horror vids to get over it. Anyway, this is basically a parody of what happened to me because I also needed a serious pick me up /sob.