So I watched KnB (Kuroko no Basuke) not too long ago and fell in love Midorima-kun! He's my favourite, nya! <3 so...yea! n///n
You can read part 2 here;
http://serahnyan.blogspot.co.uk/2014/12/a-fateful-encounter-part-2.html
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pairing; [ Shintaro Midorima x Serah Maekawa ]
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“Serah, you should come back and watch the game. Even if you don’t understand basketball it can still be fun!”
I snickered to myself. “Yes, but the only reason you want to watch the game is because Kise-kun is playing. You barely understand the rules yourself!”
I was talking on the phone with one of my friends who had gone to watch a basketball match. She’d only gone to watch Kise-kun play because she had a huge crush on him.
“But it’d be…fun…” She trailed off.
“Look. Even if I wanted to go back, I couldn’t. I have to buy food for tonights dinner.”
“You’re cooking? I hope your family keeps a barf bag close.” She teased.
“H-HEY! My cooking isn’t that bad!” I shouted over the phone causing a few passers-by to turn their heads in my direction.
“Serah.”
“…okay, fine! I suck! But still you don’t need to put it so bluntly!” I laughed.
“I’m sorry!” She giggled. “Oh! I have to go now! The match is about to start!”
“Alright. I’ll see you at school tomorrow.”
“‘kay! Bye!”
She hung up.
I sighed. “Basketball, huh?”
I’d never had much of an interest in sports to begin with, but basketball was probably one of the ones I hated the most. I didn’t understand a single thing about it. And everyone in the crowd always gets so worked up…why?
But on the other hand, maybe I should have gone back. I mean, it was my school, Seirin High playing…but it was also just a practice match.
I shook my head. “Nah, it’s fine! I mean, I don’t support any of the other sport teams at my school when they go and compete.”
As I turned the corner onto the main street, I suddenly stopped in my tracks.
Making it’s way towards me was a boy in a black school uniform peddling a bike that had a cart attached to it. Even weirder…there was another boy in the same school uniform sat in the cart.
I cocked my eyebrow. “What the hell?”
As they came closer, I could hear they were having some sort of argument.
“Damn it, we were supposed to trade at the signal. You haven’t peddled once!”
“Of course I haven’t. Todays “Oha-Asa” horoscope predicted the greatest of days for Cancers like me.”
…horoscope? Huh?
“What does that have to do with this? Anyway, if we’re coming all the way out here to see a practice match, your middle school teammates better be good!”
Oh! I wonder if they are on their way to see the match I’d just come from.
“It’s the copycat and the invisible man.”
“Are they good?”
“Hurry up, or the game will be over.”
“It’s your fault for reading horoscopes!”
As they were about to pass me, the boy peddling looked over at me. He must have seen my confused expression as a small laugh escaped from his mouth.
“Don’t worry! This is…normal for us…” He panted.
I could barely manage a nod.
Him speaking obviously caught the attention of the boy sat in the cart. He turned is head towards me and in the short second our eyes met, I felt a small rush of heat appear on my face.
Startled out of my bewilderment, I finally spoke up.
“I…didn’t really ask.”
Wait…that made no sense. That was like a delayed response to what the boy said to me.
He looked back over at me and laughed again. “I felt it was necessary to say.”
“Takao, keep peddling. The match will be over soon.” The boy in the cart was now looking down while taking a sip of his drink.
“You already told me that!!” Takao snapped back.
“Then it shouldn’t take too long for you to move.” The boy in the cart retorted.
I hid a smirk at their amusing exchange.
As I was about to start walking again, I noticed a small green frog sat on the knee of the boy in the cart.
I blinked twice at the frog, then looked up at him.
He’d noticed what I’d been looking at and the tiniest, almost non-existent smile, appeared on his face. “My lucky item for the day: Mr. Ribbit.” He held the frog up.
“M-Mr. Ribbit?!” I cried out.
“He’s a superstitious idiot!” The boy peddling called back.
“Okay.” Was all I could manage.
“”A superstitious idiot?” You should know that I never miss a shot when I bring along my lucky item.”
“Yea, yea.” The boy peddling replied.
Mr. Ribbit? I giggled. That’s definitely…unique. I’d never met someone so superstitious that they actually carried around lucky items with them.
I turned to carry on walking.
A few steps down the road, I turned my head. I wasn’t sure if what I’d just witnessed was actually real or just my bored brain conjuring up something for me to pass away time with.
As I looked back and confirmed that what I’d just seen had in fact been real, I once again made eye-contact with the boy in the cart.
What? Why was he still looking at me? He slowly pushed his glasses up his nose and moved some of his green hair out of his face before looking back down again.
I watched them peddle a little further before continuing my walk.
Is it normal for a guy you’ve just met to make you blush like that? I’d barely even spoken to him as well.
“I wonder who that guy was…?”
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Kyaaaaaaaah~~ just a few pictures of my KnB hubby for myself, nya! ^u<
SOO much green! >w< nyihihii~ X,D
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