Kuroko no Basket: Lucky Shooter pt. 2
"Risk means 'shit happens' or 'good luck" ― Toba Beta
A few minutes flew by in the game and the score was eighteen to eleven. Shutoku definitely got better. Takao was Kuroko's problem and was soon becoming Kotone's as well. She was unable to grab anyone's passes, and wasn't able to rely on Kuroko for help like she usually did. Riko had advised her to keep her circus shots as a trump card so Kagami and Kiyoshi were being relied on the most. A time out was called in the middle of the first quarter.
"Kuroko, why is Takao able to see and block you?" she asked, taking a gulp of water.
"He has an ability called Hawk Eye." He replied, wiping off his sweat with his forearm.
"You mean like Izuki-senpai's Eagle eye?" she inquired. Kuroko nodded. The break was over and the quarter resumed. If he's focused on Kuroko, then I can probably catch him when he's off guard with a back tip. Kotone strategized in her head. She took a breath in. Hyuga had lost possession of the ball and it was passed to Takao, who was still blocking Kuroko. His back was facing her. She seized her chance and dashed for it. As if he knew she was approaching, he quickly passed it to Midorima.
"You really thought you could sneak up on me?" she heard him respond. "I've got full view of this court." Midorima leapt up for another three pointer, but Kagami leapt up higher and blocked the shot. However, that high jump had its consequences. He could feel the strain on his calves already. Dammit, I have to keep up! He told himself.
Riko kept an eye on the players. Kagami was strong and the jumps were higher than ever, but he could only perform those jumps a few times. He only could do it four more times now. Kotone wasn't dealing with that much physical strain but her heartbeat was abnormal. It would thump way to fast, or slow down suddenly. Riko couldn't diagnose her, but she knew that she was in no condition to shoot yet.
Kagami had the ball now and ran to the net. Kotone and the others followed to help. He slammed it in, making the score eighteen to thirteen now. The crowds in the bleachers cheered stridently. Kaijo was one of the teams seated and watching them play.
"They're catching up." Kasamatsu commented.
"Yeah but, Kotocchi seems to be doing much worse than she was before." Kise noted. Ryu could see this as well, and he was observing more intently than before. Miyaji started dribbling and sprinting on the court. Despite Riko's warning and advising, Kotone broke out of her defensive position and charged after Miyaji. She thought she would have an advantage with speed, but she was disproven, as she had a difficult time keeping up with the upperclassman. She executed her risky street ball footwork and spun around him, stealing the ball in mid bounce, making sure he didn't notice until it was too late. The ball was hers now and all focus was directed on her. She stole a quick glance over her shoulder and saw that everyone was blocked. Relying on them wasn't an option.
"Go for it Makoto!" Kiyoshi encouraged. Her opponents had caught up with ease and had filled all the positions of the offensive zone. One of the players came at her trying to steal away the ball. She jumped and twisted her body in midair, her back facing the net, and threw in the ball. It swooshed in. It was a desperate shot with a low chance of going in, but it worked. The score was close now eighteen to seventeen. She panted.
"I guess I underestimated you." She heard Midorima say. She turned around. "But your luck's gonna run out soon."