Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basket belongs to Fujimaki Tadatoshi (more like Daphne-is-plotting-to-get-the-copyrights.)
Characters: Mayuzumi Chihiro, Izuki Shun.
Warnings: grammar problems, genderbending, crack-pairing. (not anymore if you ask me.)
Intially, I wanted to make an alphabet but then other ideas just appeared and jeez!
A for Apple.
It's a battle of death and life.
A battle of many wars to be fought and a battle that the world would forever know as the great apple war.
Seriously, Izuki isn't joking. It's a war that will be fought over the apple shortage. That's what it will be called, and that will be what everyone fights for - the grandest battle that will be known for all eternity.
Currently, there is just a half-eaten apple on the table.
He prevents her from getting the apple, again.
"Mayuzumean-san!"
"You've been using that word for five minutes, Shun." says Mayuzumi. "Besides…"
"But I need it!"
"Why would you need it? You just ate scrambled eggs, bacon, two pieces of toast, and a big glass of orange juice," he reminds her.
"I didn't eat that much." She pouts her bottom lips, eyes welling up with suppressed tears. She's been getting emotional lately. All because of Mayuzumi. "But Chihiro…" she whinces. "You know, I do have cravings."
He glances at her swollen stomach, letting out of a sigh.
"Are you sure? You won't vomit?"
She nods fervently.
"I'll take my chance." She smiles widely, kisses him in the cheek and takes the apple. "You can't refuse me, why don't you agree at the first place."
"Next time." says Mayuzumi, looks at the newspaper again. "Don't call me Mayuzumean while you're already one."
She bites the apple, smiling as she puts her hand on her stomach.
"Sure."
B for Blanket
It's really cold outside on the hill and the wind is blowing furiously around them, stinging in Izuki's bare arms. Exhaling, she asks:
"Can't we go inside?"
Mayuzumi just smiles and shakes his head. "I still need to show you something."
"But - but's I'm c-c-cold." Izuki answers him, hugging her knees closer to her chest. "If I'm in the cold for too long I will wind up in a cold coffin."
"Here." says Mayuzumi, pulling out a blanket. "I thought you'd need that." Wrapping it around the two of them, he puts his arm around her back, pulling her closer. Izuki coughs in embarrasment. Pressing his lips to her ears that will get red easily, he whispers. "Better now?"
All she can do is nodding.
"It's time." says Mayuzumi, looks upwards. Izuki immediately follows his line of vision and just stares at the sky in awe. She tugs his arms:
"See that, Mayuzumi-san! It's falling-star!"
"Your wish will come true."
"You're being cliche, Mayuzumi-san."
He smiles.
"Just like you."
C for Comfort
He only wants to find a quiet place to finish his book, not to see her sitting alone in the court of the park, shoulder shaking and crying. Normally, he'd just walk out and say something to comfort the girls - who don't play basketball. But she's a good player, sharp and strong and bright.
So, don't blame him when he tries to sneak away.
"Mayuzumi-san?" she asks, glancing at him and furiously wipes her tears. It's no use, really, because her face is red and her smile is strained and her voice is terribly small. "Good afternoon."
"Good..." He begins and stops abrubtly as she lifts her head from her knees and he sees something that he probably should have noticed the minute he comes here and see and "- you cut your hair."
She nods quietly, her cheeks stained with the tracks of her tears, short red tendrils dancing about her cheekbones. He closes his book and examines her closely, catching a slight spark in her silvery grey eyes - he guesses she's just used her eagle eyes. Her hair is not as short as her coach, of course, but strangely, and reminds him of a fairy.
"Well. You look better with long hair."
She raises her pretty face to looks at him. Mayuzumi continues:
"But why are you crying?"
Izuki avoids the eye contact, suddenly finds the hoop nearby really interesting.
"I... well, my two best friends are now officially dating."
When Izuki isn't making puns about that, you know something is wrong. Not being able to resist the urge to sit next to her (her shoulder is so small.), he asks:
"You like him?"
He'd expect to be slapped, because, girls don't like to hear blunt words. But then again, he isn't good at female basketball players.
She looks upwards, voice strained:
"Yes. I really, really do."
She's crying again, this time buries her face in his shoulder and hugs him as if they are her last pillar in the world. And Mayuzumi can't help thinking her crying face is beautiful.
D - Dark
"Do you know that the night sky isn't black, it's dark blue." she says, looking up at the sky with a wistful gaze. "The stars shone brightly, guiding you when you're lost. Do you know that I think of him as my star?"
He doesn't ask 'why not your light' because it's just cheesy and Izuki will just laugh with 'sounds like Kuroko and Kagami'. (or 'like Mayuzumi-san and me' - he wishes.)
He doesn't respond because he knows she isn't finished. He allows her to lean closer, because it soothes her.
"He is so bright that I have forgotten the darkness. I've forgotten that the star has its limit. It gets darker and darker as the time goes by and you never notice the change until it... disappears." She pauses for a moment. "That star is so bright that I can't even remember how cold the darkness is."
She can't even cry.
He reaches out his hand, but withdraws in the end.
"I've read that when a star disappears, there're thousand stars are born, brighter and lovelier. You may not see it now, but it's still waiting for you, until you notice it."
Like me for example. He doesn't say out loud.
She buries her face in his shoulder - a habit that seems to have grown lately.
"It'll take time." she says. "But will you wait?"
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