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Monstrous	By : Magma Category: +G to L > Kuroko no Basket Views: 3035 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own KnB and I make no profit from this. I do this for my own enjoyment.

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The results of the Inter-U prelims were far from surprising.
Out of the 4 teams that qualified from the Kanto region, Keio was the reigning one. The team pushed through with ease and qualified with straight wins.
After their last match, while walking out of the stadium...
"Yo..!", a raspy voice calls out and the entire Keio team turns around.
"That was quite a good game...", a tall, muscular figure walks to the unemotional coach. "...For a coach as tiny and cute as yourself...", he finishes with a smirk.
Mira gives him a look of pure irritation. No body calls her cute..! And NOBODY calls her tiny..!!
"Your team's not all that bad..! But then again these matches don't really matter all that much.", he says with a chuckle. "It's sad though... We can take you on and out in no time at all..!"
"......."
"Can you even play..?", he moves closer. "Or is this body purely for the enjoyment of others..?", he says eying her, his smirk only widening.
"Excuse me..?", Mira says with a brow lifted.
"You heard me", he says with a sheepish grin.
"The hell are you implying..?", Aomine snarls stepping forward threateningly.
Eikichi, Kagami and Hayama at his heels.
"My my... How impressive...Your bodyguards don't even need a holler..!", he says with an amused look. "How short a leash does she have you on..?"
A few of his teammates snicker at that.
"Why you...", a hand stops Aomine as he moves for the kill.
"We don't have the time or the patience to deal with imbeciles like you", Mira said with her eyes closed irritation clear in her voice.
Aomine, taking the her word, steps back. He of all people knows that she is perfectly capable of handling herself.
Deciding that it's pointless taking to idiots like these guys, Mira turns and starts walking away, the team following.
"What too cowardly to face us..?"
Mira stops in her tracks. "Who are you calling cowardly..?", If looks could kill, this cocky bastard would be halfway to hell by now.
"Ooooooh..! That supposed to scare us..? Tell you what...", he says with his head cocked to the side. "How about we settle this..? A match maybe..? A good chance to show us what you can do right..?"
"More like a chance for us to wipe the floor with you guys..!", comes a voice from behind him.
"Bring it..!", says Kagami. How can he give up the chance to beat the shit out of these guys..? Aomine nods in agreement.
As they walk to the street courts nearby, the air surrounding the two teams became increasingly hostile. Momoi's desperate attempt at calming down the fuming coach was completely futile.
Mira was barely keeping herself from thrashing their heads in to the wall. Bastards. First they call her tiny and controlling and then go as far as belittling their team..!
She sneaked a look at her team and could see the anger clear in their eyes..! Aomine and Kagami were more excited than angry. But as long as it was for the right reasons, she didn't mind. Eikichi was this close to sumo-ing them down. Even Kiyoshi had a look of pure disgust, ready to beat them for insulting his little sister. Alex on the other hand, had an amused look as though looking forward to the thrashing that was to come.
When they finally got to the court, the boys dropped their bags and began some light stretching.
"So we gonna start or what..?", the opposing team seems to have taken their positions while their captain/centre stand at the centre, ball rotating on a fingertip.
As the Keio team starts making their way onto court, Alex steps in front of them, blocking any further movement.
"The hell..?", protests Kagami.
"Sorry boys. This ain't a game for you to settle", Alex points to the side.
All heads turn to see their coach, jacket off, eyes with a slight glint of excitement, stretching as if getting ready to kick some ass.
Alex, with Momoi's help, succeeds in pushing the guys back to make some room for the arrival of this so called player.
"She plays..?", asks a surprised Aomine.
"Wait and watch", Kiyoshi pushes through to the front with a grin on his face.
As Mira makes her way onto court, she's greeted with snickers and muffled laughs. This only fuels her anger further.
"I don't think you heard me before", the captain says amused. "Basketball is not a game for someone like you..!"
".........."
"Humph how boring..! Don't you think your team has a better chance of entertaining us..?"
Mira's mouth twitches. "You wanna get to them, you gotta go through me first"
"Tch. Fine..!", he calls two of his players forward. "Let's see how you do against these guys". Whoa that's some players they've got..! They look really intimidating..!
"First to 5 wins..!"
Mira stands on centre court, defense on. Time to show these guys how badly you get beat when you mess with a girl..!
To initiate, the ball is thrown from one player to the other.
Lowering her stance, letting her muscles remember the familiar feeling of basketball, she relaxed and focusing on the man before her, she watched every move.
Bounce bounce bounce.
Swiftly, she moved, snatching the ball and dribbling it with her as she made quick turns it get passed their defense, which despite being quite impressive wasn't enough to slow her down. Watching powerlessly, the boys, both on court and off, froze while Keio's coach ran passed them and performed a fade-away.
Her opposition seemed to have been caught off guard completely. With a little shout from their captain, they snap back and take their positions.
The tension in the air was still tense, both sides at the ready. Mira let out a breath as she started ahead and met them in a fierce clash. One of them snatched the ball from her hands and was making his way to the other basket. He faked left just to pass to the other on the right, but with a second's blur, the ball was caught in mid air. Mira was ruthless as she made her way back faster, dodging stealing hands and jumped up to slam the ball through the basket making the net tingle.
The Keio team, shocked to their roots, just stood there, eyes plastered onto the ball as it rolled in the air before pushing through the net.
All eyes hit the ground with the ball and rushed back to their coach who was now grinning like a Cheshire Cat, ready to devour the rest of them.
Mira turns sharply only to see her teammates' jaws on the floor.
"What never seen a girl play ball before..?", she smirks.
The opposition on the other hand couldn't believe their eyes..! The ball was almost invisible as it bounced in her hands.
"Ugh..! That does it..!", mumbles the captain angrily as he walks onto the court.
"Now let's see how fare against the rest of us..!", he snarled.
The rest of their team stomps onto the court and takes their positions. Each member, big and intimidating.
Suddenly the coach feels a hand in her shoulder. With a sharp turn she notices Aomine standing there looking straight at their opposition.
"Now thats just unfair", he says with a mischievous smirk. "You can't possibly expect us to sit back and miss out on playing such an interesting game...", his mouth now twitching into a full blown grin. "... Right Kagami..?"
Kagami steps in from the other side. "Hell yeah..!", he looks to Mira. "Mind if we join ya coach..?"
Mira returns their excitement with an enthusiasm of her own. "That's an offer I can't refuse..!"
And so the trio step onto the court, grinning ear to ear, with some encouraging nods and hoots from their team and also with a little less than happy big brother, pouting as he realizes that it's a bit late for him to join.
As the game continued, back and forth, those guys looked to be working incredibly hard for a straight winning team... Or maybe it was the fact that Our trio was just amazingly and astonishingly good. Point after point they made. The opposition made a couple of baskets too, but found it incredibly difficult to get past them. Mira was faster, stronger and overall so much better. Her movements were graceful, her posture relaxed, her features serene.
Her winning dunk was what had sealed their victory. It was a lot like Kagami's meteor jam. Single handed and power packed and absolutely fabulous. All eyes were filled with admiration as they watched her thrash the opposition.
Aomine couldn't help but smirk at the realization that the one girl that had actually sparked his interest had yet another thing in common with him. Basketball was what brought them together, made them friends. It was their own personal little connection. And boy was he looking forward to some very interesting one on ones...
But as he watched her move, he couldn't help but notice that her movements were a little restricted, almost as though there was something holding her back.
Maybe, it was because she hadn't played in awhile. Or maybe she has some physical problem... There was something... Cuz by the looks of it, if this was casual play, he could only imagine how strong she would be at full power.
By the end of the game, those poor boys were sprawled across the court, exhausted and absolutely defeated as the monstrous trio towered over them, reveling in their victory.
"So much for being just cute and tiny..", muttered Mira as she turned to her teammates only to see their eyes etching into her.
"What..?", she asks confusion spreading through her features.
Kiyoshi was the first to snap out as he grinned excitedly, came forward and embraced her. The rest of the team quickly followed (snapping out) and watched as Kiyoshi whispered something to their coach. Curious as they were they said nothing, as they were too busy trying to process the last few minutes.
"Oi it's getting late. You guys need to rest up", Alex comes forward and smiles sweetly at the siblings.
With a nod and a giddy smile Mira pulls away slowly to sneak a look at her team.
"Get your bags. Let's get going", and with no argument at all they all did as they were told and in no time their team was headed back to campus, leaving the defeated to contemplate their loss.
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Damn that girl..! She's been all surprises ever since the day he'd met her..!
Aomine had watched many games, both live and recorded, in his time. But somehow, watching her play and playing with her, even if it was for a few moments, felt... Different. Her moves were smooth, and so gracefully forceful. It was a lot like the way he played, although graceful was the last thing he'd call himself.
In all his years, he'd never really paid attention to the feminine side of basketball. And with her display, he probably never would. Cuz he honestly couldn't imagine anyone else play with such magnificence. Not Alex and not even Mai-chan.
After their encounter with those rouges, they'd come back to the university, only to be welcomed with open arms and showered with respect and gratitude.
After a short congratulatory gathering, the dean had decided that they all needed rest to prepare for the oncoming matches, and let them go.
As his team was making their way out of their court from the stands, he couldn't help but think to himself. What the hell was she doing to him..? Cuz as of late, all he could do, was think about her..! Her eyes, her smile, her anger, her giddiness, her EVERYTHING..! And now, she played basketball too..! All this while, how could his perfect version of a girl be right in front of him and he not see..?
All his thoughts were shattered by the echoing sound of a basketball bouncing on the court. He stopped in his tracks as he saw her holding the ball, ready to get in a 3-pointer.
"Aomine-kun, you coming..?", asks Kuroko with Kagami by his side.
"You guys go ahead...", he says his eyes on her still form.
Mira jumped straight up holding the ball with nimble fingers as she slowly let go. The ball rolled in the air and hit the rim of the basket, circling it around before finally falling in. As she goes to get the ball,
"That form's a little off..", an all too familiar voice calls out.
"Yeah well it's been a while since I've played", she says without turning, her lips twitching slightly.
Aomine comes up from behind her, pushing the ball from her hands and into the air, before catching and spinning it on a finger.
His jacket was off and he was wearing a V-neck with some really well-defined muscles to show.
"That was a good game", he says with a smile unwavering.
Mira was inwardly gawking at him. That kind and beautiful smile, a complete contrast to his usual character, was something he showed her a lot these days.
"Yeah well they really pissed me off"
"I could see... Where'd you learn to play like that..?", he tossed the ball in her direction.
"The States. I was part of a junior league team..."
"It shows. Was it professional...?"
"There's no such thing as professional ball when you're in middle school". She says as she shoots in a single handed shot.
He gives out a slight chuckle before he grabs the ball and with his special formless form, shoots the ball in with ease.
"That's one hell of a shot you got there"
"From what I've seen from your play, you've got some pretty swell moves up your sleeve too"
"You're giving off a lot of complements today...", says the coach taking her aim.
"That's cuz it's not everyday I get to see girls play like that..!", Aomine says with a shrug, being completely honest.
"Thanks..."
Mira was utterly flattered at the fact that someone as strong and proud like Aomine acknowledged her. It was a moment of pride and she was reveling it. When around the other guys, Aomine was stern as ever, unrelenting and ruthless, flaunting his moves and his ego wherever he went. But in this time with her, he was a completely different person. He was kind and sweet and funny, all pride and ego vanishing from him entirely and she loved every minute of it. Especially the fact that this side of his was something he showed only to her. Not even Momoi got this rare privilege.
As they shot hoops together she couldn't help but notice his flawless structure. A body so tall and muscled, hands slim yet powerful, legs toned and strong and a chest so perfectly chiseled...
Her eyes flashed to his face as jumped back a step for a 3-pointer. That expression of his, so calm and concentrated, eyes wild with excitement and determination, a tiny smirk gracing his lips, was doing weird things to her stomach. She couldn't take her eyes off him. Little did she know that untill now he was in the exact same position.
After about an hour of shooting hoops, silly jokes and playful jabs, Mira was running cross court, on her way to make the final basket. She stopped for a split second, lifting off the ground and taking position, hands in the air, ball in hand ready to take the shot. After the work out the blue-headed ace gave her, her hands were a bit wobbly from exhaustion.
Both hands were trying to stabilize the ball. She jerked the ball forward, pushing with her fingers when the sudden twitch of muscle and the bellowing pain that followed, threw the ball off course as it hit the basket rim and fell to the ground. She landed with her left hand clutched tight to her chest.
Aomine rushed forward.
"Hey you okay..?"he asked with a worried voice.
"Yup... All good", unfortunately she looked far from good.
"Lemme see your hand..."
"No need. I'm fine", Mira tried to evade him but to no avail.
"Gimme your hand", he said a little more assertive and reached forward to gently take her hand in his. Mira winced a little at the contact (which didn't go unnoticed) as his hold was a little tight at her wrist.
He stepped closer, loosening his grip and brought his other hand and started a slow and gentle message to her wrist, neither noticing how close the other was. The wincing continued was followed by pained intakes of breaths and finally she relaxed as the pain slowly resigned. His hand truly did work magic.
Aomine though worried was jumping with joy inwardly on their first real shred of contact. Her hands were soft and way smaller than his, the callouses almost faded as she hadn't played in a long time. He looked at her blissful face and just couldn't contain the slight tint that flowed across his cheeks. His chest swelled at the thought that he was able to lessen her pain, even if it was just a little and momentary.
"Feeling better..?", he asked, his voice almost a whisper.
"Hmmm...", she hummed.
He chuckled at that. "What..?", her eyes flew open.
"Nothing... You just look so cute..!", he teased.
Her jaw dropped to the floor and she yanked her arm from him and punched his side. "Don't call me that..!", she yelled.
"Hey at least I didn't call you tiny..!"
"You idiot..!", she stomped forward and smacked him in the head.
"Ouch..! That hurt", he said rubbing his head.
"Don't call me that..!", she repeated.
Pissed off she looked even cuter..! And that small pout coupled with that face caused him to burst out laughing.
She turned her head away slightly embarrassed but her eyes, disobeying her, couldn't help but peak at him from the corner.
"Stop it", she said with a stern voice. Her head still turned away.
"Fine fine... Sorry...", he said grinning. He loved teasing her. Her expressions were absolutely priceless.
Her pout was still intact. She hated being called cute and downright despised being called tiny..! Aomine's features softened a little and he walked to her, tilting her chin up to look at him.
She quickly averted her gaze, her pout becoming more prominent. He then pulled her forward by the waist. She looked at him, confused and the look he gave her made her heart skip a beat.
They say that the eyes are windows to the soul... At this point, no matter how hard she tried to keep them close, he pulled them apart, their hinges tearing off as those painfully deep cerulean eyes bore into her.
"Hey... I'm sorry about what i said...", he said seriously. Her eyes were now plastered to his. "You're really cool... And pretty just the way you are...", that smile really DID DO weird things to her stomach.
They continued to stare intently, neither daring to break the other's gaze. His eyes took in her features, taking in every detail all over again, feasting on their beauty. They bounced from her eyes to her lips and back and he leaned forward, inching closer....
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Cliff-hanger alert..!
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