Title: How to Fall in Love: The Takao Project
Pairing: Takao Kazunari and Midorima Shintarou
Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroko no Basket in any way possible. Nope. Nada. Never. Hope you enjoy the ride anyway!
NOTE: SHOUNEN-AI (boys' love; boy x boy). No flames. You were warned.
Entry One: Sakura (桜)
I gazed at the countless sakura petals dancing with the soothing breeze, walking my way towards my newest school. Good-bye, Middle School, hell-o, High School.
I'm Takao Kazunari. And this is my first day in Shutoku. But this wasn't your usual beginning.
When I was signing up for the Basketball Club, I met up with this very tall guy. He looked very intimidating… maybe even scary.
…But I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What're you laughing at?" asked the taller male, his eyes glinting. He had short dark green hair and eyes, and wore black-framed glasses; his fingers were weirdly all covered-up with bandages. His voice could've sent chills down Takao's spine. But…
"Definitely not at you," replied Takao, his silvery blue eyes nearing tears. Could this guy get even funnier?
"Then why point your finger at me?" the other said accusingly, looking down at Takao's finger that was pointing at him "accidentally". "Do you have a problem with me?"
"Whoops. My bad. Sorry," Takao chuckled as he pulled his hand away, still trying hard to resist the laughter. "I was just wondering why you brought a pink rabbit on the first day of school." It was a miracle he was able to say the whole thing without bursting out laughter in between.
"It's none of your business." The usual reply. The green-haired male fixed his glasses coolly as he began walking away. But Takao wasn't going to stop there. He caught up with the other, and ended up noticing how fast he walked. Has he always been like this? Or was he purposefully trying to get away from him? Takao couldn't help but mentally smirk. Finally, someone to play with, he thought, without any dark or hidden desires of the sort.
"Since we'll be teammates," Takao held out his hand, grinning. "Name's Takao Kazunari."
The taller male simply stared at Takao's hand, making the other awkwardly pull his hand back. "Midorima Shintarou."
Takao's eyes widened in surprise. "Whoa! Midorima Shintarou?! The Midorima Shintarou?!" He looked at Midorima as if he was some teen idol.
"Didn't you hear what I just said?" uttered Midorima coolly, oblivious of the reason behind Takao's astonishment.
"You're like, the renowned shooting guard of Teikou Middle School. You guys were so awesome!" Takao said excitedly. He was walking side-to-side with one of the best, one of the members of the Generation of Miracles, Midorima Shintarou. The Generation of Miracles were prodigies in the world of basketball. Unmatched. Unbeatable. Simply, unconquerable. "I can't believe you transferred here."
Midorima pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Takao blinked. Maybe he accepted his compliment happily? "I only chose the best school to harness my talents," Midorima said. "It's what Oha Asa told me."
Takao blinked and tilted his head. "Oha Asa? You mean the horoscope thing?"
"Don't treat it so pettily." Midorima's eyes glowered. Takao instantly made a mental note to himself jokingly, Never treat horoscopes pettily. Or he will shoot lasers from those eyes of his. "Oha Asa helped me reach where I am now."
"So that explains the pink rabbit?" Takao folded his arms against his chest, sneaking a glance at Midorima's apparently stuffed toy.
"Yes. It is today's lucky item," Midorima asserted. "I'm certain to be twice as lucky because today, Cancers are said to be luckiest."
Takao gave a low whistle. "What about Scorpios?" he asked casually, his arms behind his back.
Midorima shot a glance at the other, assuming Takao was a Scorpio. He fixed his glasses and said, "Scorpios are deemed unluckiest today."
Takao's shoulders slumped. "Well, isn't it much of a coincidence for the luckiest and unluckiest to meet?" he let out a chortle.
"Ah, you're right," Midorima uncharacteristically agreed. Then he walked even faster away from Takao. "Get out of my sight before you ruin my day." Just when there was progress.
"Eh… wait!" Takao called out, walking after the other. He blinked (read: and realized something) as he continued following Midorima, to Midorima's growing irritation.
"Stay away from me!" Midorima exclaimed. Takao stayed silent, his expression was those of who were deep in thought. "Are you even listening?"
They incidentally played cat-and-mouse, and Midorima became thoroughly annoyed.
"Why won't you get off my back—" He eyed Takao standing beside him; standing outside the classroom before them.
"Midorima…" Takao started, smiling sheepishly. "We're classmates."
End of Entry
A/N: Oh my, a new short multi-chap fic (maybe I could write this up to 10 chapters? It depends though) and my first Kuroko no Basket fic! And hoorah! It's TakaMido. School life, pure fluff, shounen-ai TakaMido. I'm greatly inspired by the great school life/shounen-ai manga I've read lately. They're so simple it melts my heart. I hope this would have the spark too someday. Reviews are greatly welcomed and appreciated. I hope you guys look forward to the next chapter. Thanks for reading!