A/N: Hey everyone! Welcome to the second chapter of Light of Seirin! Sadly not there was not much response to the first chapter, but thank you to all whom favourited, followed or reviewed! They were very much appreciated and I am very grateful that you bothered to take the time to review. Thank you, and please enjoy!

Edited: 9 November 2014

A/N: This chapter has been edited, please reread.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except Hikari and she is not in any way related to Eiji or Kozo Shirogane.

"Meet me on the rooftop on Monday morning; you can only submit your form then!" Riko informed Kuroko, who nodded, unperturbed by the slightly odd request.

Hikari stepped forward, her own form in hand, wondering if she needed to do the same as Kuroko. Riko, upon seeing her, snatched the form from her hand and smiled widely, "Hikari! You don't have to meet me on the roof on Monday; you're already one of us!"

The white-haired girl almost sweatdropped at her senpai's enthusiasm, but replied anyways, "Hai Riko-senpai, but I will accompany Tetsu-nii on Monday."

"How are you coping? Is the paperwork manageable? I know I left them in a huge mess when I handed them off to you…" Riko asked, losing the hyperness, warm brown eyes full of concern for the new manager of the team.

Hikari smiled slightly, inclining her head at the smaller girl, "It's fine, Riko-senpai. I know it must have been hard to be both manager and coach of the team."

The two girls smiled at each other, before the door to Riko's classroom slammed open and a hyped up Kagami came charging in, club form in hand. The giant redhead loudly demanded for his form to be accepted, only to be told the same thing as Kuroko.

When Kagami had left, Riko looked around for the buxom first-year, but soon realized that the girl had left in the middle of her conversation with Kagami. Shaking her head at the disappearing ability that the pair of cousins both seemed to possess, Riko proceeded to finish her small little carton of milk.

Monday, on the roof…

Hikari laughed as she listened to what Riko wanted the new first-years to do. But it was really good motivation for the players to do their best; after all, under the threat of confessing your love in your birthday suit was nothing less than utterly humiliating…

Her swirling blue eyes met with Kuroko's icy blue ones as they communicated silently. Kuroko rarely ever spoke up, even when he did; he would never shout or raise his voice. He somehow managed to produce a loudhailer from goodness know where and raised it slightly. Well, that would do. Hikari shrugged at him from her place next to the rooftop door.

She watched as one by one, all the first-years except Kuroko yelled their goals for the entire student body to hear, with Kagami starting off with a particularly ambitious one; to beat the Generation of Miracles and become Japan's No. 1 player. Hers would have been to reunite the Generation of Miracles and change them to be the people they once were, but that would be impossible…

Kuroko was about to announce his when the principal came charging through the door to the roof, loudly scolding them for disturbing morning assembly.

Hikari could have slipped out, but remained hiding in the shadows as the principal reprimanded the entire basketball team. It was almost funny; how the tall and imposing players were standing with their heads hung like puppies in a ditch as they listened, nodding ever so often to show they understood.

Hikari smiled as she walked home alone, what with Kuroko having a library club meeting and all, thinking about the message Kuroko had left in the courtyard. He'd always been passionate about basketball, even since they were kids. He would always ask for his parents to bring them to the park just so he could watch the older teens play. She would tag along, watching in fascination as her usually unemotional cousin would light up like a beacon when he watched the bouncing orange ball.

Kuroko still did that, but in a different way now. He would watch the old tapes of their matches in Teiko with a sad smile on his face, when Kuroko had just entered the first string, and everyone was still themselves… The time where she could see the joy on their faces as they played against other schools, the thrill of just being on the court, and not just the passive determination to bring back a victory…

Hikari could even remember a time where she herself had been more open with her emotions and less like her cousin. When she'd been much happier, and spent time chatting with Satsu- ; Momoi-chan while waiting for the boys to finish practice, the time where she had enjoyed watching them play, instead of the cold empty feeling she had felt in their last year at Teiko.

Kuroko had smiled more than, even pranking the other members by appearing suddenly and scaring the daylights out of them. Hell, even Shin-no; Midorima-kun, would occasionally crack a smile at his teammates' antics. Whereas now, he only bothered about his horoscope and just winning.

It was a time, where she had been in love… Not to say she wasn't now. It had just felt so right back then, to sneakily hold hands on the way home, a quick peck on the cheek before each game, no matter how stoic Aominethought he was. He'd changed. She'd changed. They'd all did. And not for the better.

Now, while she knew she still loved him, she missed the old him. The one who could laugh endlessly with her, just play a little game of one-on-one with her, even though he knew she could never beat him, the one who would always try to make her smile no matter what.

That part of him was still in there, she was sure of it. It was just harder to make it resurface. Way harder. She just wished the boy she loved would return, and not this mockery of the person she fell in love with.

Her phone buzzed, shocking her out of her memories. She saw that there was a text message from him.

From: Aomine-kun

To: Hikari

Are you free today? Want to go out?

Hikari gazed at the small screen of her phone, pondering if she should accept or not. She hadn't seen him since the last date they'd had after the Teiko's graduation ceremony. Why not?

From: Hikari

To: Aomine-kun

Ok, we can go catch the new horror movie, Night in School. I'll meet you at Maji Burger in ten?

Hikari had just snapped her phone shut when it buzzed again.

To: Hikari

From: Aomine-kun

Ok

Checking her reflection in a nearby shop window, Hikari made sure she looked presentable enough and made her way to Maji Burger.

Hikari smiled at the friendly cashier at the counter who waved at her when she entered the establishment exactly ten minutes later, the scent of fast food pungent in the air around her. She scoured the crowd for her boyfriend but couldn't seem to find him.

Resigning herself to the fact that he was late, Hikari was about to head towards the counter when the door to Maji Burger and she saw a familiar face. Apparently that familiar her face recognised her too.

"Hikaricchi?" Kise Ryota exclaimed, as he walked in, a shorter male trailing in after him.

She nodded her head in greeting, "Hello, Ryo-kun."

Kise had been her best friend, the one who had pushed her to go out with Aominewhen she had been unsure. Even though he had changed the least, there was still some change in him. He would never be the same boy she first met two years ago, but he would always be her very best friend.

"This is my captain, Kasamatsu-senpai," Kise gestured towards the boy standing beside him.

Kasamatsu's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly as he bowed his head and greeted her, "H-hello, n-n-nice to m-m-meet you."

"Shirogane Hikari," Hikari greeted as well, causing the boy to go red and start spluttering a bit before he retreated behind Kise's taller frame.

She turned to Kise and raised a delicate eyebrow at his captain's nervous manner. One would think he would be more confident, for a captain of a rather strong basketball team. Kise mouthed, "Not good with girls."

Hikari nodded in understanding. It could be daunting at times to speak to the opposite sex, especially for one whose life probably revolved around school and basketball…

All of a sudden, the curvy girl was glomped by 6"2ft of blonde model-slash-basketball-player.

"Hikaricchiiiiii, I missed you…" Kise whined.

Struggling under the weight of the much bigger Kise, Hikari tried and failed to get him to let go of her, "Ryo, get off me. People are staring."

Indeed, some people were already looking at the trio of teens near the entrance.

Kise vehemently shook his head, "No, I haven't seen my Hikaricchi in ages…"

"Your Hikaricchi? I was under the impression that she was mine," a deeper, huskier voice joined in.

Kise froze for a second before his brain registered the compromising position he had been caught in, and the things he had been caught saying. He released Hikari immediately and practically yelled, "Nope, nope! Not my Hikaricchi! She's all yours!"

The blonde hurriedly shoved her in the direction of the newcomer before rushing off with his captain; the poor guy didn't even have the chance to see who had spooked Kise so much before he was whisked away, no doubt too terrified by the prospects of what was to come if he had stayed. Hikari giggled at her best friend's antics, before Aomine's hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer to their owner.

"What's that Kise think he's doing? Hugging you like that in public…" he rested his chin lightly on top of her head.

Hikari smiled slightly at the sight of her boyfriend; she couldn't help it, no matter how much he had changed, she still loved him after all. She leaned against his firm chest, taking in his musky scent, allowing herself to forget the world for that single blissful moment.

"You're late, you know," Hikari murmured.

"Sorry."

Hikari tilted her head up to peck him on the cheek and said, "It's okay."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH! Get away from me!" The female character screeched as a headless corpse dressed in her school uniform walked towards her.

Hikari scoffed at the stupidity of the girl. She should never have accepted the dare from her friends to stay a night in the 'haunted school' in the first place. Her friends probably rigged the place to scare her… Snorting as the girl freaked out and started running for her life, Hikari snuggled closer to Aomine, who was practically radiating heat. His long arms were around her, providing her with the much needed warmth in the cold cinema.

She looked up to observe her boyfriend's sleeping face; yes he had fallen asleep amidst the screams and cries of terror, because the movie just wasn't scary. No blood whatsoever, only some corpse running around and the eerie background music. It was an utter fail.

His usually sharp and intimidating features were smooth, his mouth; normally twisted into a frown or a smirk, was schooled in an almost serene expression. He looked so peaceful and innocent, unlike the person he'd become. Hikari continued staring, at least until he emitted a soft snore, causing the girl in his arms to let out a giggle.

Hikari turned back to the movie, watching as the girl tripped and fell down the stairs, landing in a pool of blood. Then the movie ended. Hikari shook her head at the crappy movie and shook the sleeping boy beside her.

"Oi, wake up!" she hissed into his ear.

He woke up, blinking his eyes owlishly. He took in Hikari glaring at him impatiently, the people who were exiting the cinema and the credits rolling on the large screen.

"Oh, it's over already," the tall teen stated.

Hikari rolled her eyes. "Yes, baka. Let's go, I need to get home soon."

Nodding, he stood up and they made their way outside the cinema. Almost shyly, he grasped her smaller hand in his larger ones, intertwining their fingers. Hikari looked at him, but said nothing. They walked home in silence, enjoying each other's company, hand in hand, both lost in their own thoughts.

Just as they reached the porch of her house, he stopped, and pulled her into an unexpected hug. His mouth was pressed against her head; she could feel his lips moving as he spoke, "I missed you."

She placed her hands behind neck and looked at him, pulling him close so that their foreheads were touching. His tall, hulking frame engulfed her smaller, thinner one, but she enjoyed the warm feeling she experienced every time he did this. It made her feel safe and at ease.

"I missed you too."

Aomine sighed, closing his eyes as he rested his forehead against Hikari's, a tanned arm around her waist pulling her flush against him. His other hand played with the strands of her white hair that hung to her back loosely, winding them around a finger and releasing it moments later.

They both remained in the embrace for a few moments, just relishing in the presence of each other. Dark blue eyes met swirling sapphire ones, both conveying messages privy only to the other. With a small sigh, Hikari tilted her head back up.

The blue-haired ace pressed a small kiss to her forehead before loosening the arm around Hikari. Unexpectedly, said girl grabbed his chin and snuck a light peck on his lips, causing the usually cocky and stoic boy's cheeks to redden slightly.

Hikari gave a cheeky smile and teased, "Aw look, you're blushing!"

The glare sent her way told her that he didn't appreciate her little comment. But nevertheless, he pulled her close again. And they stood like that under the slowly darkening evening sky, staring into each other's eyes, in their own little world.

With the cars rushing by, the pair never noticed Kuroko watching them from the window, half-hidden behind the curtain, a sad expression on his face. When Aomine and Hikari finally separated, he quickly retreated further into the house, lest either of the two caught sight of him.

How he wished his cousin could always be this happy…

A/N (9 November 2014): And that's a wrap for this chapter! I know it's mostly filler, and lot of fluffiness, but I hope you guys enjoyed it! Does Aomine seem too OOC? I've changed it so his identity wasn't that much of a secret.

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