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Monstrous	By : Magma Category: +G to L > Kuroko no Basket Views: 3035 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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10 seconds.
10 seconds to victory.
With just 10 seconds and 2 points behind, the players of Keio University were running frantically around the Inter-U's centre court trying to make up for lost time and the initial sloppiness.
Screams are heard from the stands, encouraging both teams as one's trying to keep the score and the other trying desperately to make up to it. The aces of both teams surge forward as one beastly blunette moves through the court with a scrawny red head at his heels. Both the panther and tiger, evade the opposition and move with such speed and precision that they leave the them far behind.
They are in a world of their own. A world of power. A world of monstrosities. A world of basketball.
They are in the zone.
But coming not too far behind is a tuft of golden locks eager not let the two surging beasts get away. And right in front is a purple giant not willing to let them push through to victory.
5 seconds.
As they make their way to the basket, all the noise stops. Everyone with their breaths held wait for the crushing sound of the ball dunked through the hoop or the slap of a hand sending the ball away.
As Aomine pushes forward on weak legs and depleted energy, he knows that this is the moment of truth. The moment that decides not just his fate, but the fate of their team, the fate of the one he loves and the endless possibilities that the future holds.
He can see it. The light.
It's so close.
And all it takes to get there is this one basket.
But before it stands his final obstacle, a giant.
A friend. A comrade. A rival.
His legs are on the verge of giving up, his hands this close to hanging limp by his side, but he cant give up. Not yet. Not with 5 seconds to go. Not with the prize he'll get for his win.
The ball swishes across court as the blunette passes to Kagami just as Kise catches up the him. The tiger, used only as a decoy, knows better than anyone else, how important this last shot is to Aomine. So ball in hand, he risks everything by using his large body to shield the blond as the blunette grabs the ball from his hand and rushes forward.
2 seconds.
He approaches the basket, only to be towered over by the purple giant. He knows that a direct shot will not do. Going formless will not help. He knows that sneaking past him will be impossible. Yet he smirks to himself as he decides that today, he will not lose. He can't lose.
His win will not be for himself though. Not even for the team.
It will be for the one person who he's pledged himself to. To the one person that has, surprisingly, managed to break through all of his walls in such a short time. The one person who's managed to melt his cold heart. The one person who has stolen all his senses.
He jumps as high as he can, knowing that he cannot evade the oncoming giant. His body is formless. His mind clear save for only the picture of her smile. The smile she shows only to him. And the ball leaves his hand.
"Daiki..!"
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[a few minutes earlier]
"Aominecchi..!", Kise jumps milli-seconds after him, pushing the ball right out of his hands.
The blond dribbled back and forth trying to find a shot. Aomine was moving with him, on him constantly, keeping the basket a far goal. Dodging the defense he moved to the left, slipping under the blunette's arm.
Kise's form quickly morphed into one of Midorima's, hands raised with the ball held carefully amidst lean fingertips, as he jerked the ball toward the basket. The ball sweeps right in.
The centres dash upward to garb the ball, a certain purple giant clutching the ball with his large hands, snatching it away from Kiyoshi's clutches.
"Not so fast Kiyo-chin..."
He then pushes the ball back onto the court, Himuro grabbing it away from Kagami, running across the court to their own basket. He passes and receives , dodges and evades and when right under the basket, rises to only push it in until a large calloused hand swats the ball away.
"You're gonna have to do better than that brother", challenges Kagami.
"Indeed I do.."
Aomine takes the ball next while Kise defended, hands up, keeping pace with the blunette. They shifted gracefully from side to side, trying to pivot as Kise leaned toward him, arms wide trying to block him from getting to the net.
While Aomine was too busy deciding on his next move, Kise subtly stripped him of the ball and moved rapidly around the tall youth and made a shot straight into the net.
Aomine growls in anger. "Kise...", and moves for the kill, a pantherous aura surrounding him making the blond cringe.
The ball rebounds back to them and this time, Aomine wastes no time at all, snatching the ball away from the copycat's fingers and moves onward, full speed ahead. Himuro, guarding the central line, steps in front of him but with some quick (unnecessary) help from Kagami, Aomine pushed passed him and two others before Kise finally caught up to him.
"Aominecchi", he breathes. "I can't let you go that easy"
The power forward lets out a sadistic chuckle. "Don't kid yourself Kise. You haven't caught me in the first place", and just like that, he vanished, taking the ball with him.
The audience's cheers reverberate through the stadium as the game continues. It's mostly a match between aces, the centres to tired to fight this time, well one of them anyway.
It's all close calls as neither Miracle will let the other gain the upper hand. Aomine might still be a little ahead of Kise, but with his improvement over the years, the blond might just be able to take back the game. Not that our blunette will let that happen of course. No one, not even some yellow and purple, will take away his prize, his prey, standing calmly at the benches. Or that's what she's showing the rest. Only Aomine knows how uneasy she feels and he hopes with every fibre of his being that it's because of the match and not because of what's to come after. No one knows of their agreement yet and both think that it's better that way or else they'd have to face a very angry brother.
Mira's nervous. Nervous with doubt, nervous with excitement, nervous with uncertainty.
The promise she's made to the blunette seems to fuel his excitement, his game rising to a whole new level. Kise and Murasakibara seem to keep up pretty well and that's what makes her nerves even more uneasy.
She would never admit it out loud, but somewhere not too deep, she's looking forward to tonight just as much as he is. Her nerves are in a frenzy and she's way too flustered for her own good and she hopes it doesn't show too well, or she'll never be able to answer the questions put forward.
Hyuuga's sitting right next her standing form, sensing her unease mildly. "Hey you okay..?"
Drat.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be..?", she quickly counters.
"Chill your boyfriend's doing great out there", his words only make things worse. Boyfriend huh..? It'll take her ages before she gets used to people saying that.
She turns her attention back to the game, her sight betraying her completely, showing her a view that she's been trying to block all afternoon.
Aomine. In all his tanned glory, fills her vision.
Starting from the top, his hair drenched half in water, half in sweat, seems to shine uncharacteristically and wild. His eyes, seem so determined, beaming with an excitement that almost sent shivers down her spine. His cheeks grew as his smirk stretched across his face becoming wider (if that were even possible) as he dunks on his rival again, sheer power radiating from his form.
Her eyes next trail further down, gazing admirably at that formless and flawless form of his. His muscles were practically bursting through his jersey, a line of well-defined muscle and abs flowing right below. She could see the trenches his 6-pack made and couldn't help but stare. He turns a corner and her eyes unconsciously drop down his smooth muscled back and further down too. And boy, his ass didn't look to bad either.
Drops of sweat christened his tan body, making him look like a Basketball god of sorts, all shine and all.
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the buzzer signifying a time out.
Fuck, why was I checking him out..?!
"Oi..! You okay..?", Kiyoshi said waving hand right in front of her face.
"Huh, what..? Yeah... I'm fine"
He looked at her with narrowed eyes. "Mira, you sure..?"
"Of course..."
"You know you can tell me if something's bothering you right..?"
"No... I mean yes. I'm sure. Nothing to worry about...", she stutters. "How's the leg..?"
"Ohh it's fine. The pain's reduced considerably"
"I'm glad", she handed him a towel. He grabbed it and plonked down on the bench. She sighed, relieved.
"Aomine seems to be doing really well today", Kiyoshi starts.
"Yeah... I've noticed", she says awkwardly fiddling around with another towel. She knows exactly why he's that way too.
"Seriously, are you okay..?"
"Yeah, stop asking me that already"
"Okay okay", he holds his hands up in surrender. "You just seem awfully nervous today. I've never seen you this fiddly before"
"It's my first final coaching. Can you blame me..?"
Geez why won't he back off already..?
She turns away, not wanting to show her panicked face to the rest.
"Mira", her eyes shut close immediately. His voice is the last one she wants to hear right now.
"Daiki", she turns to him, a totally fake smile plastered on her face.
"So, feast your eyes enough..?", he smirks at her mischievously.
"What..?"
"Don't be like that. I saw you watching", he whispers heatedly, leaning close.
Mira gulps. "Nonsense. I was trying to look at the score-board and you were just in the way", she offers. How can't her brother hear them again..?
He smiles knowingly and reaches out to take the towel from her hands, brushing her knuckles in the process. She gasps softly.
"Nervous already..?", he teased.
She shot a silent and hard glare at him and he chuckles at her.
Bastard. How the hell is he so chilled about this..? Little does she know as to how wrong she is about that.
He walks past her and takes his seat on the bench right next to her with a heavy and tired sigh.
"Ten more minutes and we're done. Any last quarter advice coach..?", asks Kagami breaking her angry trance.
"You don't need me to tell you anything now", she smiles down at them. "Just go out there and do your best. Any less than that and I'll have your heads", her smile morphed from sweet to scary in a second, sending a chill down their spines.
"Anyone hurting..?", she asks suddenly, kneeling down in front of them, trying her hardest not to make eye contact with a very amused Aomine.
"Not really. But could you just tighten the tape..? Just to be on the safe side", Kiyoshi asks softly.
"Of course", she gets to work in mock concentration and in like 5 seconds, Kiyoshi howls at the tightness of that tape.
"Too tight Mira", he hisses.
"Good. It'll help", she pulls hard one last time and sticks the end. "Anyone else..?", she turns to the rest. They're all looking at her wide-eyed, silently scared at how good (or bad) she'll patch them up in that state. They nod a no.
They wouldn't openly ask her, but they've all felt her growing unease through the progress of the game.
Aomine suddenly shifts closer. "I could use a kiss"
She turns to him sharply, her cheeks flushing. "W-What..?"
"You heard me", he smirks at her, pulling her closer by the waist. Thankfully everyone else seems to have gotten too involved in resting to notice.
"Not here and certainly not now..!"
"We're in the goddamn final..! So of course NOW"
She considers his demand for a second. "How bout I give you one after you win..? If you win"
"Ohh don't you worry about the winning", he says confidently.
"Kise's keeping up with you too well", Mira says, her eyes suddenly distant.
"Bullshit"
"Daiki I'm serious"
"So am I..!", he cries.
"Stop being so damn stubborn and get your head in the game", she sighs. "After everything that we've been through to get here, we have to win"
"I know. And don't you worry, we will", his arms tighten around her, pulling her close.
She leans into him. "How's the eye..?"
"Great. No need to worry"
"Okay I won't", he frowns at that. "Be careful though"
"You know I will"
"I know you won't"
He lets go of her, arms crossing as he pouts. "You gonna kiss me now or what..?"
She raises a brow at his impatience. "You really want It that bad..?"
"Yes", he smiles, his teeth flashing at her.
"Fine", she mumbles and bends down just a little kissing his faded black eye.
"No..!", he whisper-whines. "That's way too far away..!"
"Concentrate on the game. All this can come later"
"You mean like tonight..?", he says suggestively.
She stiffens next to him. "Get your head in the game", she mumbles and moves out of his grasping hand sharply, her face flushed completely. He laughs at that.
"Everything okay here..?", asks Kiyoshi, completely oblivious.
"Totally", Mira rolls her eyes at that. Aomine can be such an ass.
Thankfully the buzzer rings soon after, saving the conversation from becoming more awkward. Time for them to get back on court.
"Kuroko sub out. We'll need you later on. Eikichi get in there", she says as she stuffs all thoughts related to the blunette to the back of her mind. Nows not the time to worry about all that anyway.
"Yes ma'am", he changes quickly and lines up with the rest. They look to her one last time before getting back into the battlefield.
She smiles at them encouragingly. "Go get em"
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[Present]
He jumped as high as he possibly could, knowing that he wouldn't be able to evade the oncoming giant. His body is formless. His mind is clear as the ball leaves his hand.
It tumbles through the air, seemingly taking an eternity at get to the hoop. All the players on court hold their breaths, eagerly waiting for the fall.
*swiiisshhh*
The ball falls right through and Aomine lands with a loud thump, breaking the silence around.
The Keio boys dash toward their ace, practically tackling him to the floor as shouts and hoots erupt throughout the stadium. Mira stands there stunned at her boys' performances, still trying to process the simple fact that they've won.
Won the final.
Won the tournament. Won her first tournament as a coach.
She stumbles back a step, her hands grabbing hold of the railing behind her, supporting her. She looks to the side only to find a completely empty bench, the rest of her team on the court floor, celebrating.
Her eyes move to them. Their laughing faces, filled with happiness and utter contentment, etch themselves into her mind and she smiles. A full blown, crazy smile which soon evolves into soft laughter.
She looks from Eikichi to Hayama, Kagami to Kuroko, Kiyoshi to Aomine.
Her eyes linger a while in the last two. One having passed his biggest physical challenge yet, overcoming hurdles almost as high as the sky and the other, surprising the entire basketball fraternity with his solid heart-filled determination and unexpected team play.
Her eyes sting, unshed tears blurring her vision as a mop of dark blue makes its way over to her.
She tilts her head up to face him, his expression unclear to her. His arms wrap around her tightly and for some reason she stiffens at his touch.
"It's over... We've won", he whispers to her, sensing her uneasiness. Those soft words made the tension ease out of her form. She blinks the tears out, clearing her vision, finally looking at the blunette's face only to see him smiling at her softly. He leans down a bit and gives her a peck on the cheek.
"Im glad", she whispers back.
He holds her by the chin, tilting her head up again, his mouth hovering against hers. "We brought it home, Coach. Mission accomplished."
Her oncoming chuckle is quickly swallowed by him. Their lips press together and Mira hummed at the softness of the blunette's mouth and the care with which he held her. Her hands soon wrapped around him, slowly moving from back to neck to hair. Aomine felt her fingers stroking through his hair. He seriously loved that feeling, those cold hands, the slight pull of hair strands, and the gentleness of the act, being petted and caressed so tenderly.
"Get a room you two", a sudden thud sounds when a huge hand pats them both our of their little own world.
"Aniki..!", Mira's arms leave the blunette and wrap around her brother, leaving a frowning Aomine.
Kiyoshi smiles at his sister, holding her right back. "I'm sorry for interrupting but it'd be better if you saved all the love for later ne..?"
Mira pulls back sharply, glaring at him, all the previously shoved thoughts rushing back.
"Duly noted Kiyoshi-san", says Aomine, smirking knowingly.
Kiyoshi brings a hand to him and pulls him into a hug too, Mira giggling at his slight cringe. "Both of you did great. I'm so proud of you", Kiyoshi smiles at two of his own, kissing Mira on the head lovingly.
They smile back at him, unable to resist. Aomine extends an arm each too, moving slowly to hug the brunettes back. He cannot explain in words as to how glad he is that Kiyoshi has accepted him. Him of all people.
"Ooooooo..! Group hug..!", Hayama runs over to the trio like a 5yr old, hugging his coach with glee. Aomine shoots him a deathly glare but Mr Lightning Dribble ignores him completely. Momoi dashes in next, rushing to them from the audience, jumping onto the blunette.
"Dai-chan..!", she cries happily.
Soon after, the rest of the team join in, all held together like a big happy family.
Feeling a little claustrophobic, Aomine moves outward, his eyes gazing around and falling on a certain blond, staring blankly at the hoop.
"Oi Kise", he calls and the blond turns to him with distant eyes.
"Aominecchi", he mutters. "I couldn't beat you again..."
"Maybe so, but you've improved a great deal. You're probably the closest to beating me than anyone else", he extends a hand forward. "I'm impressed Kise"
Kise stares up at him in pure awe. Did he actually just say that..?
Kise extends his own trembling hand forward, shaking the blunette's tan one. "Aominecchi..."
"It's been a while since we've had a proper one on one ne..?"
"H-Hai..."
"Then let's play again sometime soon okay..? We can settle things then", Aomine smiles at his rival softly. That smile seems to resemble strongly, one he had given the blond the day he threw the ball at him. That day Kise had resolved to do something new, taken an interest in a game looking at someone he wanted to play against, wanted to beat. And this is that someone.
This is the Aomine he looked up to...
"Aominecchi..!", he cries and throws himself at the blunette.
Aomine stumbles, not expecting Kise to hug him, though the gesture wasn't completely unwelcome. He wraps an arm around him too, his free arm ruffling the blond's hair fondly.
In the midst of it all, a huge shadow seems to tower over them, a less than happy Murasakibara greeting them.
"I want to beat Mine-chin too"
"Ah Murasakibara, you can join us too..."
"I don't want to", he cuts him off, a stick of pocky magically appearing in his hand.
"..............", the two opposing forwards just glance at each other. What sort of contradicting statements are those..?
"Will Muro-chin and Aka-chin come..?"
"Uhh well... We could call them, make it a reunion of sorts..?", offers Kise.
"Yeah. Tetsu and Kagami will probably show up too then"
"We'll make it a team game..! I'm still gonna be against you though"
"Okay. That's cool with me"
A moment of awkward silence passes between the former teammates. "You should go to your team Aominecchi, celebrate"
"Not till we settle things Kise", he counters.
Kise smiles at him. "Thank you Aominecchi"
"Nope. Thank you guys. You're the ones that made the game that interesting"
"I'm glad we did"
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"Geez. Who'd ever thought guys take so much time dressing up"
"Hey it wasn't that long"
"I've been here for like an hour Daiki"
"... Sorry..?"
"If it makes you feel any better I was figuring out a way to ask your brother permission to take you out tonight"
"Like a date..?"Mira steps out of leaning in the wall. Ohh so he's gonna play things that way.
"So you ready or what..?", he tugs at her arm, pulling her along.
"Where are you taking me..?"
"You'll see", he smirks back at her. "Ohh by the way, your brother's gonna be out for the night"
"I know"
"Could we go to your house later..? After our 'date' of course"
She halts in her steps, looking at him with narrowed eyes.
"Hey I'm just saying", he holds his hands up innocently, but she can see right through it.
[flashback]
"Huh...", the boys sigh.
"I swear I love coach for this", groans out Hayama.
Aomine visibly stiffens at his words, earning a laugh from the rest.
They're all back the onsen, relaxing their pains away. Winning seemed to have earned them some points from coach, who happily obliged to their request.
So here they were, sitting in the steam room, scattered and spread, their trophy right there with them.
"You guys sure this thing will be fine in here..?"
"What the trophy..? Yeah. It's got to be pretty resistant", Hayama hops down from his spot and caresses it gently.
"Why is it here anyway..?!"
"Hey I'm not letting it go", he hugs the poor thing.
"Bro seriously..?", asks an annoyed Eikichi. "You that desperate..?"
"Ohh god no", he quickly steps back, letting the trophy gently down. "I've got me a girl tonight", he says baring his teeth to everyone. Eikichi just rolls his eyes. Yeah right
"Hey so we on for later..?", he asks.
"Sure. It'll be fun", answers Kiyoshi, a slight hint of excitement in his voice.
"Speaking about girls, can Riko come too..?", asks Hyuuga softly.
"She's far from a girl dude", that's probably true. Hyuuga flushes at the statement, inwardly agreeing. "But sure. It'd be nice to have someone keep this idiot in check", Ekichi says glaring at the orangette.
"Hey what's that mean..?", whines Hayama. "Your the one that flaunts money, hogging everything you see", he counters.
"You're wrong. Me and Kagami hog everything we see", and they share a laugh together.
Aomine sits silently in the corner, taking the steam in, pondering over his plans for the night as his teammates bicker. He would never admit it, but he's plenty nervous too. It's his first time tonight after all.
First time to actually take a girl out, treat her to something and maybe something more...
"Question. Why was coach so on edge today"
That seems to snap him out of his thoughts. He doesn't say anything, just pause closer attention to the conversation.
"No clue", says Kiyoshi. "What about you Ace-san..?"
"Huh..? I dunno", he shrugs. Unfortunately for him, everybody sees right through him.
"You got something special planned for tonight don't you", teases Hyuuga.
".............", Aomine ponders his words for a moment, trying to choose the right words. "Maybe.."
"I knew it. So I take it you won't be joining us then", he teases again.
"Yeah... I guess", he scratches his neck with an awkward smile.
"Cool. You kids go have fun", Kiyoshi smiles at him.
Aomine stiffens again. Fun... He blushes heavily.
"OoooooooooO", Hayama just couldn't help it.
Aomine glares at him and turns to Kiyoshi sharply. "So it's cool if we miss..?"
"Of course", he pats the blunette's shoulder. "In all honesty, I too was wondering why she seemed so tense during the game. Her mind seemed to be occupied by something other than the game", he says in understanding.
Aomine gulps at his tone. Damn this guy can sure be scary when he wants to be.
"I... Uhh.. I just wanted it to be a surprise for her. It's nothing major though, so no need to worry", he says still choosing his words carefully. Although they might not necessarily be true.
"Ohh okay", Kiyoshi's expression changes again, this time softer.
They all sit in silence after that.
The moment they step out, Aomine dashes to the changing rooms, already being a tad late for their meeting.
"Boy he sure seems to be in a hurry", mutters Kagami.
"He's got a big night ahead of him Kagami-kun", Kagami almost flushes at Kuroko's implincation.
"Wonder what he's got planned"
Aomine changes as quickly as his movements in court, wearing his shirt the wrong way around in the process, his hair disheveled. He grabs his things just as quickly and runs out if the changing rooms, briefly stopping at Kiyoshi.
"Can I please take your sister out tonight Kiyoshi-san..?", he asks, formally taking permission.
"Sure", he says ruffling the blunette's hair. "Again, don't be out too late okay..?"
"Yeah sure", he replies. Yeah right... He snickers inwardly at the irony, trying to mask his nervousness outward, although that's not as effective as he would like.
"Go have fun you two", Kiyoshi smiles at him, patting him one the back innocently.
Fun... He stiffens yet again. If only he knew the kind if things that go around the blunette's head when he says so.
He runs past the rest, waving his goodbyes at them.
"You're such a thick-head Kiyoshi", Hyuuga says suddenly.
"Huh..?", Kiyoshi turns to him, confused.
"Tonight's a big night for him", Kiyoshi still looks at him confused.
"Well let's just say that I asked Riko's dad for her hand with the same awkward nervousness"
Hold on, what..? Kiyoshi still doesn't get it.
"You asked for her hand..?", he asks.
"Not that way Baka", he shouts, his face completely red. He looks around to see one in the corridor. The boys have already made they're way back to the changing rooms.
"What I'm trying to say is that the reason they're so nervous is because they're probably gonna do it"
"Go on some fancy date..?"
God how can this guy be such a thick head..? Hyuuga hits his palms to his fore-head, giving up.
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[A/N]
It's better to keep Kiyoshi in the dark ne..? Or God only knows what he'll do to our blunette xD
Stay tuned cuz their big night is coming right up next :P
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