The One (Kuroko No Basket Fanfic)

Winter Cup Training

It has been one full year sense i've been at Yosen high school. I've been the Yosen basketball sencond hand couch for months now. And now it was winter, and winter meant the time for the Winter Cup. The interhigh showed us who was moving on to the Winter Cup and we were one of them. Plus the other generation of miracles teams were in it as well. Touho for Aomine, Kaijo for Kise, Seirin for Kuroko and Kagami, Shunkto for Midorima and Razuken for Akashi (if i mispelled any of these names please do not hate on the writing or the characters). It was finally time for the Yosen basketball team to show us what it was like to be out on top. Yosen was going to be the best in Japan and no one was going to stand in our way. We were going to pull through and stand on top over everyone. Over the dark horse Seirin, over the power house called Razuken. Our defence was best with Murasakibara under the net and Himuro as our center, the rest of the team will fall in line under the offence and no one was going to break it. Even if needed Murasakibara was our wall and no one can get passed our defensive statures. We were going to plow through the rankings and stand out on the top.

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"Come on boys run faster, let's pick up the pace! We have to pick up our speed!" i blow the whistle loud and hard as i look up and see my breath in the winter air. I wear Murasakibara's jacket which goes past my knees but i still stand there and shiver. The sweater only helps my arms but the tights and the skirt don't fend off any part of the winter.

The boys slowly pick up ther epace, Murasakibara dragging his feet along the back of the pack of sweaty boys. He barely has broken a sweat as he drags his large legs along the concrete.

"Come one Murasakibara let's move those feet!" I yell at him. Even though the entire school plus the basetball team know i'm with him, i still have to push him to be the best in this team. He is a prodigty after all.

"I can't run anymore Aria-chan!" He scoffs back at me and i slowly scowl at him.

"Murasakibara! Don't you scoff at me! I will call the couch back out here to hit you with her disipline stick!" I growl at him. A cold wind quickly blows throwing my hair into my face. I blow it back into place and shiver. Murasakibara still lags behind as his long legs pound into the concrete of the football field track. I roll my eyes at him and blow the whistle. All the boys stop in unison, Murasakibara slowly turns his head, his long purple hair falling into his face.

All the boys suround me in a circle. They stare down at my short statured body and i feel a little out of place with these tall boys, but Murasakibara truly makes me feel out of place.

"Alright boys our training for the winter cup is going to be long and hard working. So i want everyone to work as hard as they can! Let's break a sweat long and hard!" I say with a little too must enthusiams than i was going for. "And Murasakibara you have to quit being so lazy and actually work your butt off!" I say turning to hime with a scowl in my eye.

He looks down at me like a child. "I need to work harder? I'm not lazy like you!" He folds his arms into a figure eight like he's about to pout like he always does when he's upset.

"You are so lazy! You always toddle around like a baby and pout when something doesn't go your way!" I yell up at him, slighting boosting myself on my tip toes.

"I am not lazy! You are the one who yells at me all the time to pick up the pace when i can't!" He yells back at me, his chest puffing out. I slowly feel a hand push him away from me.

"Hey guys stop it! It's training and we shouldn't be fighting like a bunch of kids!' Himuro says pressing his hands to Murasakibara's chest pushing him back. He barely budges from his place. I sigh up at him and look away.

"Go dress out boys. Practice is done for the day." I say and stare down at the ground, my face becoming red from embarrassment. No one has ever told me i've acted like a child. Not even my father, even when i was a child i was more mature than the others. But i'm not an adult and i'm not a kid, i'm just plain immature. All the boys whoop in joy and walk back into the gym leaving Murasakibara and i alone out in the cold of winter.