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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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[Mira's POV]
*whistle blows*
"Alright that's enough", I yell as we finish the second selection game of the evening.
"Now getting to the string selections...", I murmur to myself.
"String One : ....... ,,,,,,,,,,,, ............. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,, and Kuroko Tetsuya String Two : ......... ,,,,,,,,,,, ............. and Kagami Taiga. String Three : ......... ,,,,,,,,,,,, Aomine Daiki ......", but before I could finish...
"The hell..?", he yells. "That's absurd..!", he yells again.
"What is it..?", I ask with an irritated tone.
"Third string..? Seriously..? There's got to be a mistake..."
"That I'm afraid is not possible. Me and Riko picked the strings ourselves.", I say. "And as for you being on String Three, you'll have to thank your egotistic display for that. You have absolutely no concept of team play..."
"Now that's just unfair..!", he whines pouting.
"How is that unfair..?", I retaliate, irritation clear in my voice.
"I shoot, I score. That's enough right..? Why the hell does the team gotta interfere..?", he asks.
"Interfere..? Honestly you're insufferable..!", the nerve of this idiot...
"Basketball is a team game. So you've gotta play with the team..!"
"Yeah well that's not how I roll. You just give me that ball and I'll handle the rest. The team can chill..."
*smack*
"You're the one who needs to chill Aomine-kun", Kuroko says (unemotional as ever) putting his wrist band back in place.
Where the hell did he come from..?
"Yeah..! You're making the rest of us look bad...", says Kagami coming up from the back with a smirk, putting his hand around Aomine's neck.
"Hey coach..! You need to calm down", he says with a chuckle. "We're not all that used to playing well with others. Isn't that right", he says looking to Aomine. "But not to worry. We'll catch up in no time", he says to me with a smile.
We..? What the hell is going on here..?
Humph..! This is just beyond me. "Fine whatever.", I say with a sigh.
"This isn't the final placement anyway. We'll change em during the week. But know this, Basketball is a team game and as a team you will play. It doesn't matter if you can't get along, cuz if you wanna win you don't really have a choice", I continue seriously.
"The scouts may pick you irrespective of this but once you're at the big leagues and don't work with the team, you'll get kicked out in no time. So I suggest that you keep that ego of yours off court and get your shit together..."
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[Aomine's POV]
'Basketball is a team game'..!
Tsk she just can't shut up..! She's like Satsuki 2.0..! How is it that I always get stuck with them crazies..?
"Aomine-kun...", calls Kuroko.
"The hell..? Tetsu you....", I practically jump. But before I could finish...
"Please don't give coach such a hard time", he says.
"Hey..! If there's anyone getting a hard time it's me..! She's totally against everything I do..!", I retaliate.
"She's just looking out for you. You're a good player Aomine-kun, and it would be a complete waste if you got kicked out of a major league team because you wouldn't pass the ball..!"
"Why are you taking her side Tetsu..?!", I ask.
"I'm not taking sides Aomine-kun. All I'm saying is that she's got a point. And it would be in your best interest to listen... For once...", he finishes.
"Yeah true...", says Kagami.
"That applies to you too Kagami-kun", Kuroko says with narrowed eyes.
"Hey what's wrong with my play..?", he whines.
"You're way too aggressive Bakagami", I say rubbing my neck.
"But...", I cut him off.
"As troublesome as this is I suppose you're right Tetsu. I guess I could try and pipe down a bit...", I say.
"Hai. Otherwise both of you won't be on the First String", says Kuroko.
"Okay now you're just rubbing it in..."
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[Aomine's POV]
'Damn it's late. If I don't get going soon Satsuki will never let me hear the end of it.' I think to myself as I walk past the court.
".... A full court man-to-man mark. It's practically impossible to get by...."
Ehh..?! Who's here this late..? Sound seems to be coming from the A/V room.
As i peep in, I see this lone brunette sitting and watching the screen with full concentration.
Coach..?
"Oi what are you doing here this late..?", I call out.
"Hmm..?", she turns around. "I could ask you the same thing..."
"I kinda lost my keys. Took a while to find em", I say casually. In reality I was just sitting there in the locker room lost in thought... I didn't even realize how late it had become.
"Ohh okay.", she says.
"So you're going through these tapes already..? It's just the first day...", I ask.
"It's nothing. I just wanna be prepared...", she says as she turns around and plays the game back on.
Okay this is awkward.
Should I go, should I stay... I mean it's not like I wanna talk to her or anything... After all we don't really get along... And I don't really feel like fighting right now...
"So what do you think of their marking..."
"Huh..?", her voice snaps me back to reality and I look up to see her looking at me intently, waiting for some sort of reply.
"Ohh right... Uhh..."
Damn I dunno what to say..! It's not like I was paying attention....
But I look to the screen, at the players and see some familiar faces.
Seiho. The King of the West.
They use old martial art techniques to counter any or all the moves of the opponents by simply immobilizing them with their close marking.
"They've got skill", I start. "Their technique may be a tad old school but it's very effective."
"Hmm true... It's doesn't look too easy to get past them...", she says thoughtfully.
"It's not impossible either.", I say as I walk forward and take a seat a few chairs away. "You just need to be fast enough to outsmart them cuz strength alone won't cut it. Tetsu's like the only one whose gotten past them..."
"Kuroko Tetsuya..? He uses misdirection right..? I gotta say, he's pretty impressive", she says thoughtfully.
" Hell I couldn't even see him...", she says interested.
"You'll get used to it. Although it's effect has drastically gone down these days..."
"How so..?", she asks sitting up.
"Well...", I say rubbing my neck awkwardly, "Only those who've played him continuously can notice."
"Hmm... It's quite the talent though.", she says switching off the TV.
"Yeah.. It's won him a lot of battles...", I say remembering how he thrashed me.
"You guys were on the same team right..?", she asks.
"Yeah but that was way back in middle school...", I say nonchalantly and look toward the empty screen. I turn sharply as I hear a chuckle.
"What's so funny..?", I ask.
"You guys from Teiko are truly amazing..! It's rare to see such raw talent these days..."
"But what happened to you guys..? You started off playing with all heart and soul and then a few seasons later, all the heart just... Vanished... All that seemed to interest you guys was thrashing the opponent.", she says.
"That's not true. It's not like we liked thrashing other teams... It's just that we were too good for them. We never really found a team strong enough for us to give it our all..."
"So you went to completely different schools hoping that you could give EachOther a decent fight..?", she snatches the words from my mouth.
"Yeah... I guess you could say that... How'd you know anyway..?", I ask curiously.
"Well it's pretty obvious really...", she says.
"Ya know my brother highly regards you guys. Hell after your Winter Cup when he came for surgery, he wouldn't shut up about you all..!", she says smiling. "It wasn't surprising as you guys were the reason his injury got worse in the first place."
"Kiyoshi's your brother right..?", I ask looking at her.
She nods.
"For the record it wasn't entirely our fault. It was his decision to come play anyway...", I say smiling back. "So don't go blaming the entire thing on us".
"I suppose your right. That guy is such a thick head. God knows what he was thinking...", she sighs.
"Actually it's not that hard to figure out...", I say. I too have been in that situation before.
"Basketball is quite an intoxicating game. It's not that easy to let it go. And speaking of your brother, he absolutely loves it.", she gives me a puzzled look at that.
"I've seen it. And not just when I played against him. His iron heart is clearly visible in his play. No matter how bad his injury, he gave us all a real hard time."
"He's not awfully fond of that title", she says with a chuckle.
Damn... She looks so cute right now...
Cute..?! Did I just think that..? The hell is wrong with me....
She's my coach for God sakes. Still.... She's not all that bad...
"Anyway... I uhh... Gotta get going...", she says getting up.
"Huh... Yeah sure...", I don't really know what else to say...
"Need a ride home..?", I ask. It's only natural to be polite right..?
"Ohh that's not necessary. I'll be fine on my own...", she picks up her bag.
"Hey, do me a favor and lock up will ya..?", she says as he throws me the keys.
"Yeah sure", I say catching them with one hand.
She walks past me and out the door.
"Hey..!", she calls back, "You better get your scrawny ass on the First String", she continues with a softer voice, "it'd suck if the Ace of the GoM were left warming the bench right..?", she turns and winks at me.
"And thanks for the company by the way... I really appreciate it...", she smiles once again and walks off leaving me staring at her fading form with a slight tint on my cheeks and smile stretching to my ears.
"You bet...", I say to my self, lock up and head on home.
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A/N
Sorry about the string names. No matter how long I sat pondering I couldn't come up with any :P
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