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KnB is not mine
"He is my neighbour..."
"EHHH!" the glasses senpai and Kagami yelled loudly. Kuroko was looking impassive as ever. He had such a poker face...
Will he say yes if I asked him to play poker with my dad?
Umm, maybe it will ended up with my dad yelling, "AHH!I PLAY POKER WITH A GHOST!KATARINA!HELP!"or something like that.
Hehe, priceless...
"Yes, he is my neighbour although his family is even normal than he is...I still have no ideas of why does he bring those small stuff dolls and statue every day...Say, do you know him, Kuroko?"
"Yes, he was one of my team mates during my middle school. We play basketball together during that time and the dolls he bring-"
"Is my lucky item, nanodayo..."
I turned my back and noticed Tako-chan with my green headed neighbour.
Speaking of the devil and he shall come...the one with that was blessed with green hair...
"Your lucky item?" I looked at him with are-you-kidding-me face.
"Yes...Is something the matter?"
"Nothing and why are you here with Tako-chan?"
"Tako-chan?" the three of them asked curiously.
"Ah, just a nickname guys, nothing big...So, why are you here in the first place?" I saw him pushed his glinted glasses with his taped finger and sighed loudly.
"My mother told me to find you, she said that you mother is in distress right now..." I raised my eyebrow.
Distress?
...
Fifteenth day:
Monday, oh Monday, could you not be harsh on me...~please~
Ah, the fifteenth day. I was sighing deeply, deeply inside my chest. It was about yesterday event, after Midorima-san said about my mom predicament; I quickly ran back home only to notice a loud crying and sobbing sound coming from my house. I thought in my head at that time, did someone die?
I gasped,
Did my dad finally shoot someone and my mom was crying because he somehow had been thrown into a jail?!
I gasped again,
Who was going to support me and my mom? Ah, I have to find a job after this. Such hard work, such sadness, SUCH DRAMA!
I gasped loudly,
IT WAS A DRAMA!
I was thinking that at that time.
I laughed alone in front of my house gate and Midorima-san was looking at me weirdly. I looked back at him and patted his shoulder.
When I opened the gate, I saw my mom and dad standing in front of the door and in a flash, someone glomped me harshly.
...
"Neko-chan!Huhuhu..." it was my childhood friend. She was hugging me tightly and her chest was really restricting my lungs right now.
Her chest was well endowed than mine, damn!
"Uh...Momo-chan..I...can't..." I tried pulling her away but she was coiling around me tightly.
"Momoi-san, you are choking her!" I heard Midorima-san said behind me and she loosen her tight hug suddenly.
"Ah, I'M SORRY NEKO-CHAN!HUHUH" she wailed loudly and I hugged her back while rubbing her back soothingly.
"There, there...Calm down Momo-chan, everything is going to be okay...Tell me what happen and I help you okay?" she finally stopped her crying and sniffed a few times.
"Uh, why is Midorin here?"
"He live next door...Wait, you know him?" I looked back and forth, between pink and green.
Ah, a pink flower with green leaf...Pfft..
"Pfft...Okay...Alright, let us went inside Momo-chan...I will see you tomorrow then, Midorima-san" he nodded and I went inside my house with Momo-chan sniffing a few time.
"Ah, Adreane-san..." Midorima-san said suddenly. I halted my step and looked back to him with a smile.
"Ah...I'm...Nothing..." he pushed his glasses up nervously.
I came closer to him and patted his shoulder, "If it's about the lucky item, it's not weird at all and call me Kathy after this..." I smiled widely showing my teeth.
He coughed up suddenly and covered his face with his hand. I tilted my head curiously.
Wait, did something stick to my teeth?
I looked down and covered my mouth with my hand.
Ah, that must be it...
"Nothing, well then, good evening...Kathy..." he said and walked towards his house...not before he bumped his forehead at the tall gate.
I cringed inwardly, "Uhhh, that must be hurt..." Tako-chan will be laughing his hearts out if he saw this...
...
After a few girls talk with Momo-chan, she calmed down for a bit and explained everything about Dai-chan was being mean to her and she was only worried about him but he never appreciated her for once.
She said he was being mean, I wonder what he said to her that makes her crying like that...
...I wonder who this Dai-chan person was...
Momo-chan was sad and depressed, but still, she loved him...don't get the wrong point here. If I'm only a 'normal' person I would think that this Dai-chan was not only her childhood friend but also someone that she liked, but, according to my understanding, psychologically and a few reading of her colour, he was not, it was more like she consider him as a brother of some sort.
That night, Momo-chan decided to stay and my parent had decided to do something to make her happy...in which an adaptation of a mystery drama, with a bit of twist...
...
Living room...
My dad was standing with his arms crossed while my mom was standing in front of him and her right leg was placed on the coffee table in a gangster-ly way.
My dad was sporting some kind of arrogant, I-will-win type of face and my mom was smirking widely, showing that she was challenging him head on.
My mom turned her head to her right, "I was surprised to see you here. After all you had done, you still had the guts to come here..."
My dad brought his chin up, "Eh, what do you mean? I didn't do anything, you have the wrong person here..." the atmosphere suddenly become darker.
"Oh, you are saying that the disappearance of the first chocolate cookies is not your fault?" she turned her head in front with a knowing smirk. Lightening strike at the background and a dramatic music blasted suddenly.
My dad gasped loudly.
"AH!You didn't just accused me that!" my dad brought his hand to his side.
"I just did..." my mom said as-the-matter-of-fact. She then inspected her nails closer, "I know you are the one that take those first cookies...and eat it..."
Momo-chan gasped and gripped my shirt tightly.
My dad gasped again,
"I did not and fyi, I was the one who made it...How can I eat it so leisurely and I had proof and solid alibi that I wasn't in the crime scene.." my dad flipped his copper brown hair to the side.
"That's where your mistake is..."
"Which is..."
I was sitting in front of them while eating some popcorn. Momo-chan in the other hand was watching the scene intently and biting her nails in anticipation.
Seriously, who watch drama?
"Your alibi...is too perfect if I may add and the fact that you didn't even realise something important..." she said. My dad was watching mom with a wide eye.
"That chocolate chip cookies was not the original first cookies..."my mom slowly brought out a disk shaped biscuit, probably chocolate chips cookies.
Wait, this story was kind of interesting.
"This one, in my hand was the same one that was being displayed at that time and the fact that you tried to erase the existence of this cookies was because..." Mom paused suddenly.
...To be continued...
"AHHH!WHAT THE HECK MOM!"
"AUNT HIMEKO!"
Let's just say the ending was rather or better let be unknown.
...
After that drama ended, we both went to bed and before going to sleep I told her something. I offered her something to make her happy instead of trying to complete that chocolate cookies drama earlier.
...
I looked in front of me, watching the name plate intently.
'Touo High school'
I laughed nervously, looking at the wide entrance of this school. I have heard about this school before and apparently it was known for its strong basketball team player.
"Ahaha, what did I say to her in the first place? I can't remember..." I scratched my head awkwardly and walking in without any care whatsoever although I'm still wearing my school uniform.
And talking about school uniform, I had mom alter the length of this skirt. It was dangerously short and I had to wear my short underneath this short skirt.
Urgh, short skirt was disgusting and it will definitely attract more pervert.
I sighed and looked down to my dark skirt that reaches only lower than my mid-thigh. Still, it showed my legs although I had to intimidated mom a few times to longer the length of this skirt, yes, intimidated her.
She loved her daughter soo much that she wanted to show her daughter special beauty point, in which she always said,
"Kathy, ah damn that legs!" her comments were rather provocative...
I rummaged inside my bag trying to find my phone and I found it. I scroll down inside my phone to find her number.
"Hello Momo-chan, I'm in front of your school...Are you finished yet?"
"Just a bit more Neko-chan, why don't you come inside the gym?"
"But, Momo-chan, they will notice me, someone from other school...Definitely they will say I'm a spy of some school..."
"Don't worry, just come, they will know you for sure" and she suddenly ended the call.
"Ahhh!What should I do right now?" I grabbed my hair desperately and pulled it harshly. I crouched down and still holding my hair.
I was wailing silently inside my mind and suddenly saw something at the corner of my eyes. I saw someone, a male student and he had dark-skin with navy blue hair and walking alone while his hands were shoved inside his pocket stylish-ly.
'Such depressed colour he had...Did something happen? Hmm, maybe he broke up with his gf...Ah, such good looking guy, damn...'
I shake my head and slapped my cheeks hard.
"Okay let's go..."
...
I arrived in front of the gym and surprisingly they recognized me as I take one step into this gym, they suddenly rushed towards me.
"Kathy-chan"
"Kathy-san"
Wow, I'm really popular?
"Ahaha, why the warm welcome, I mean, ummm, where's Momo-chan?" I asked nervously and clenched my skirt tightly.
"Neko-chan!" and the pink haired girl suddenly appeared beside me, smiling brightly. Suddenly, all of them came forward and stand in front of me.
The glasses dude came forward.
"I'm sorry Kathy-san, about the other day...We are terribly sorry..." the glasses guy said and all they promptly bow down. I was taken a back and laughed nervously.
"NO!Don't bow your head like that, there's nothing wrong and you guys didn't do anything, please..." I said nervously.
"Ah, Aomine-kun!" Momo-chan said suddenly and I followed her line of sight and saw the same person earlier.
Wait, does that mean, Dai-chan was this Aomine person?
"Oi Satsuki, what's the ruckus here?" he said lazily.
"Aomine-kun, this is Kathy-chan. I've told you my other childhood friend will come today...Mou" she walked towards him with a pout.
He looked at me, or more liked inspected me up and down before saying, "Ah, this tall chick is your friend?" Ah, rude much!
I'm not a chicken this...this...AHO!
I narrowed my eyes towards him and Momo-chan noticed my glare. Both of them flinched and move backward.
"OI, are you trying to pick a fight bitch?!" Aomine said suddenly, his voice was uncertain and sounded nervous.
"AOMINE-KUN!" Momo-chan chided and slapped his arm.
"It's okay Momo-chan...Him" I jabbed my finger towards the blue head, "He is not okay it seems..." I crossed my arms together.
"Still feeling guilty dude? You know, you didn't apologize to Momo-chan the other day. She came crying to my house..." I added. He flinched and scratched his head, feeling disturbed. His eyes shows disbelieve although it doesn't show clearly on his face.
I came towards him and stand in front of him with my chin up.
"If you say sorry to her, it will not degrade your pride down Aomine-san. She is your childhood friend before, you've grown together with her and why did you acted like a spoiled child?" I scolded him and he 'tch'ed and looked down to his feet.
I turn my back at him. "What? Are you her mother or something? Satsuki is my childhood friend and it's my business with her, you are an outsider-"
I cut his sentence as I turn my back and I brought my right foot up to his face and my shoe were a few cm from his face.
"You were saying?" his eyes widen for a fraction and stumbled back a few step.
I pulled my leg slowly and placed it on the ground. I exhaled loudly and a loud thump can be heard.
I looked at to my left and saw the 'sorry sorry guy' fainted.
"Sakurai-kun!"
Ah, I don't think the scene earlier was rated 18+ (for violence and gore alright!). I don't even want to know why I made such a ruckus in the first place.
I raked my dark hair with my fingers and sighed tiredly.
"Sorry about that, I lose my temper there..." as if I will!
"Maa, maa, don't fight...What if both of you settles this with something..." the glasses guy said.
"One-on-one with this guy?" I said and they gasped, even the Sakurai guy woke up from his fainted state, he gasped shockingly. They are looking at me with such a wide eyes of disbelieve.
"What?"
"Ano, Neko-chan, I don't think you should-"
"Fine then, I don't mind at all...If I win you have to stop yapping like a grandmother and leave..." he smirked, "That is if you can win, Neko-chan..." Aomine said with a smug. He then proceeds to peel his outer layer of his uniform showing a shirt underneath it.
OH, THIS GUY!This piece of sheets!
Good looking but acted like a sheet of sheets!
Oh this citty boy!(Oh Haikyuu!)
"Wait, what kind of one-on-one did you think it was?" I looked at Momo-chan.
"What? Of course basketball Neko-chan, what did you think it was?" Momo-chan replied.
"Oh, I thought that we are going to have a fist fight, you know..." Momo-chan looked at me weirdly.
"Neko-chan!"
"What?I usually settle things with my fist, ah,-" all of them was looking at me weirdly. I sighed, "Alright, alright, basketball it is..."
I noticed Aomine was stretching his arms and he was fired up to extent that I can almost feel his aura on my skin. He was burning up as the red aura burst out from him. That was too much excitement for once...
Ah...I'm in trouble, aren't I?
I give a side glance to Momo-chan and the glasses guy; "He is your ace, I presume?" they nodded with solemn in their faces.
I slapped myself mentally.
"Man..." ah, man...
...
Ookay, now what?
I have played a lot of sport before but I've never encountered this type of player before. My god, the intensity was too much for me to handle.
I closed my mouth with my hand, trying to take a deep breath and calm myself.
"Neko-chan, you okay?" Momo-chan asked worriedly. I looked at her with a weak smile and shake my head.
"No, it's just, heavy...The air..."
Please, someone, a miracle...Don't let me play with this guy!
"I got a boy(girls generation)
Ayo! Stop! Let me put it down another way
I got a boy meotjin! I got a boy chakhan!
I got a boy handsome boy nae mam da gajyeogan
I got a boy meotjin! I got a boy chakhan!
I got a boy awesome boy wanjeon banhaenna bwa"
"Ah sorry, my phone..." I shoved my hand inside my pocket and pulled my phone.
Madam Red (twinkies psiko)
I gulped and pressed the green button.
"Hello..." I said quietly and quickly pulled it away from my ear.
"ALTHEA KATARINA ADREANE!WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOU IDOTIC PATIENT!" I thought so...Wait, why did she speak Japanese so fluently?
"I'm still at school...Well at my friend school..."
"Oh, you found a friend? That's wonderful...What are you doing right now?" Is she bipolar? She was mad and suddenly she was happy.
I gulped again. Well, I think this will help me somehow...
"I'm playing a sport..."
"WHAT SPORT?" she growled loudly.
"Basket and ball..." I answered with a small squeak and pulled the phone away from my ear.
"IDIOTO!STOP PLAYING RIGHT NOW!"
"BUT I HAVEN'T PLAYED THIS GAME FOR A LONG TIME..." all of them started to stare and Momo-chan looked worried.
"YOU BETTER GO HOME RIGHT NOW OR I'LL CALL YOUR PARENT AFTER THIS!"
"BUT, BUT!" I tried to retort back.
"NO BUT's, GO HOME!" I sighed tiredly.
"FINE!" I closed my phone harshly and tch-ed.
"Stupid therapist!" I stomped my feet on the floor a few time. I glanced towards the glasses guy hands and stomped my way towards him. I grabbed or more like swiped the ball from his hands.
"Since I can't play today, it's your win..." I was standing outside the court and I promptly throw the ball towards the furthest hoop with no stance or preparation and it entered the hoop with a silent 'whoosh' and a loud 'bam' as the ball hit the floor and bounced higher than normal.
"Tch..." I turned my back and walked towards the entrance. But Momo-chan suddenly grabbed my hand and turned me around.
"Neko-chan what happen? Why?" I smiled calmly to her and petted her head gently.
"Momo-chan, don't worry, he didn't mean all those words he said to you, in fact, he came today just to see you..." I explained with a small smile.
"But, Neko-chan...Who called you earlier? What's that all about?" I looked down as I felt hesitated to tell her.
"It's my therapist..." I paused, "Try to talk to him; he seems depressed...Just talk to him, alright?" I pinched her cheek gently and rubbed her pink hair.
As I turned my back, she suddenly tugged my sweater.
"Why did you have a therapist?" Momo-chan asked. I looked back to her.
"It's because I'm sick..." I smiled weakly and bow my head to them before walking out.
...
"Momoi-san, are you okay?" the dark-haired captain asked warily.
"I'm okay...but, how was Aomine-kun?" he looked down and shake his head. He pushed his glasses up with a small unnoticed smirk.
"He run out earlier...Say, Momoi-san, did your friend played basketball before?" he asked curiously.
"She never mentions it before, but..." Momoi answered and his glasses glinted suddenly.
"Ah, you noticed it too?" Momoi nodded her head knowingly.
"Interesting friend you got there..." his eyes landed on the ball that was rolling back and forth and a faint black mark appeared clearly on the floor, directly underneath the round hoop.
"Interesting..."
...
"Man...That kind of interference is really dramatic and the timing was really perfect...Although it's kind of irritating, her nagging that is..." I said to no one and looked down to my feet as I rubbed the nape of my neck soothingly.
Ah, I wanted to help her but instead, I burst out because of my temper.
"Ah, great..." I slapped my forehead and halted my step.
I looked in front of me and seeing the clear blue sky slowly turned to yellowish-red. I checked my watch and noticed the small hand of the clock pointed to five.
Time for dinner and I hope mom doesn't try to cook something Italian today...
There once mom cooked a green curry and she said, "Today we are going to have something Italian!" she chirped happily.
I asked her with a straight face, "Mom, isn't this curry?" she fell silent after that.
I sighed and as I take one step forward I felt a hand grabbing my wrist hard and I was turned back by force.
"WHO!"
It was Aomine and he gripped my wrist tightly. I frowned while watching his disturbed face.
"What do you want?" I pulled and twist my wrist and effectively broke his tight grip on my wrist.
"What do you want Aomine-san, I don't have all day..." I rubbed my sore wrist and tch-ing as I felt the sting on the surface of my skin.
"You...Who are you?!" I looked at him weirdly.
"Huh? Who am I? Momo-chan had explained before Aomine-san or do you suddenly have amnesia?"
"No, you said earlier I was feeling guilty and I came today to see her...You...How did you know about that? How did you know what I was thinking at that time?"
Oh...
For someone who looked arrogantly stupid he sure quick in catching this small detail.
I sighed and placed my hand on his shoulder. I patted his shoulder, "You still got a long way to go Aomine-san..." I could just say 'mada mada dane' but it sounded arrogant though.
I pulled my hand from his shoulder as I remembered something and rummaged something inside my bag. I pulled out a small, blue umbrella and opened it. I looked down to his right hand and pulled his hand, letting him to grip the blue plastic handle of the umbrella and hold in above his head.
I smiled and point my finger upward; "It's going to rain..." he looked at me weirdly. The sky was rather clear today if you didn't noticed it earlier and on cue, there was a small tip tap sound as the rain hit the surface of the umbrella.
Immediately, I pulled out my own umbrella, a black with red vertical stripe and it was the same size as the blue one.
"Well then, I can't let my childhood friend, friend, to get sick, right?" I smiled at him and bow my head before turning my back. I halted my step and turn my body side way.
"Oh, just give her some chocolate, if you are trying to avoid any awkward moment of apologizing to her. She will understand it clearly..." I winked and turn away from him. The rain suddenly poured down even heavier.
Then, I noticed something...
"Ah carp my umbrella...It has hole, damn it!..." I sighed again, this must be my dad prank to mom but instead, he prank-ed me!
Today was not a lucky day for me...
"Just wait dad...I'm going to get you after this" I said to no one as I taped the hole using a cellophane tape that appeared out of nowhere.
...
Aomine was stunned at that time when the dark-haired girl suddenly gives him a blue umbrella with a smile and at that moment, the rain was pouring down on them.
He was baffled with the situation, it was him that provoked her at that time but instead, she was being nice to him and not to mention the clearly appearing bruise on her pale wrist, she didn't mind it all.
He chuckled silently, it seems that she knows something and she didn't want to tell him what it was all about.
...and the fact that she had throw that ball earlier with such a reckless manner but the ball still went inside the net intrigued him greatly. A normal person would perceive it was only a lucky shot, but to the eyes of this great Aomine Daiki who could gives out such arrogant comment, 'the only who can beat me is me', it was clearly not a lucky shot.
This was the only time he had his thinking gear moved and he hated how warm his head can be when he had to think hard.
"Strange girl..." he commented with a small smirk.
...
It was still raining cat and dog( I want a lots and lots of cat and dogs!)and I sometimes looked up to observe if there was any leakage. Geeze, how many cello-tape needed to fixed this thing and it was my favourite umbrella at that.
*sigh*
I'm going to defect his gun after this, ceh, did he think I didn't know where he kept all his illegal gun, just watch dad, your gun are going to have a BIG makeover...Hehehe..
I was walking mindless-ly while crafting and doing a bit of simulation inside my brain as I tried to come up with an ultimate prank to get my dad crying and during that moment, I might have smiled creepily without noticing there were people walking in the street.
Heh, sorry people...
When I was a few blocks but still far from my house, I noticed a tall man was walking alone with his head down and his blue jersey was soaked completely. His yellow hair was drenched and limped beside his face. I brought my umbrella higher and noticed this person was almost the same height as me but still taller a few cm than me.
I walked passed him and halted my step. I looked back and noticed him looking depressed about something. It seems that his sadness brings forth his hidden doubt inside his heart...Such dark and solemn colour he had...
Ah, man...Why do I have such a soft heart...
I sighed. Well, mom was not going to be happy when she saw her daughter was drenched completely.
I ran towards this unknown man while my hand was shoved inside my pocket to find my handkerchief. I quickly grabbed his hand and he immediately turned his head. I saw his unfocused eyes and his face was completely pale white.
I sigh, this man was probably being too sentimental...and he was completely a beauty...A bishonen...
I wanted to shriek out loud but I keep calm and held my umbrella above his head. I pulled his right hand and let him grip the handle while I placed my white handkerchief on his left hand. I give him a smile and patted his shoulder,
"Don't doubt yourself, if you are honest with yourself, you will find the answer that you seek..." his eyes widen and I bow my head before ran out quickly toward the direction of my house.
I shrugged my shoulder leisurely and kept running, thinking that I couldn't help it to help people in need.
...And such a beauty like him should have a beautiful colour, not a solemn and ugly one.
...
Tbc...Review?