Everybody give me an attention
mada nani mo shiranai
tada susumu shika nakatta boku wa
(this is the story of my glory road)
tadashisa no imi o motomeru yoyuu sura nai mama
zero o kaita
I slam my weak hand onto the alarm as hard as I can getting the song to stop before I roll to only fall off the bed.
" Arghhhh." I let out as I continue to lie on the floor with no intention of trying to get myself up.
That's correct, I used my alarm on a beautiful Sunday in which I usually sleep in but I can't. Since I was hoping that yesterday could be relaxing but it wasn't as I had to walk for almost four hours straight, I have to continue the torture of not having those two relaxing weekends. Finally dragging myself to stand up, I start heading to the bathroom to only find the usual bed hair I always have every morning. Why? Why do you have to torture me like this? Sighing, the doorbell rings getting me to tilt my head. Must be the mailman. Not even going to try to brush my hair down, I walk down the stairs lazily. Even in the short amount of time I've been here, the mailman already knows about this crazy hair after his first encounter of it involving screaming. Lots of screaming. Yawning, I open the door ready to greet the usual mailman but instead I find six familiar rainbow color hair boys. Get ready to groan, Yuki. They stare at me with shock as I look back with dead eyes. That's when they finally let it out as they start to laugh. Kuroko, Akashi, and Midorima all covers their laughs with their hands as Murasakibura just compliments it while eating his chips. I wasn't that pissed off at that, just the two idiotic yellow and dark blue hair boys who weren't even trying to hide their laughter.
"HAHAHAHA!!!! Oh my god!!! Hilarious!!" Aomine laughs holding the side of his stomach almost losing his breathing as Kise just lies on the floor shaking viciously.
In annoyance and a small bit on anger, I shut the door loudly on them before shuffling back inside my calm house.
"Yuki-chii! Please let us in! We didn't mean to laugh!!" Kise shouts through the door after a few minutes as I used them by brushing my hair down.
Ignoring his plead, I continue to straighten my hair as I stare at it with the mirror.
"Come on Yuki! You've got to say, it was funny!" Aomine states to only be silenced after that with a grunt.
Still ignoring the pleads, I start to change into a comfortable hoodie and denim shorts. Shoving my phone which was ringing quite a lot now into my pants, I walk down the stairs to actually ignore the nearly broken door. Heading to the basement, I grab a familiar toy gun and head back up to the kitchen to fill the bottle up with water. Now, I'm back at the door with the small water gun in hand. Peeking through the hole, I find out where they were all were. Kise was still whimpering t open the door as he continues to bang on it, Aomine was near him still trying to contain his laughter as the others were behind them patiently waiting. Got a lock-on on my target. Opening the door up getting Kise to accidentally fall forward, I aim the gun at Aomine's face before spraying it all over it as he didn't move a budge still containing what I am doing. The others boys just was with calm faces as Aomine continues to just stupidly stand there until the gun was out of water. Since it was, I start to go back into the house while letting the door open for the boys to finally come in. That's payback for laughing at me like a maniac. The boys then finally walk in getting good looks of the house as I grab a towel and throw it at Aomine's face.
"You really do have a thing for hitting my face with everything." he states with a glare as I smirk.
"Yup, cause it's hilarious and too easy to hit." I reply back before I sit beside the others who were all in different couches.
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Kuroko no Basket - Reverse Harem (Middle School Era)
FanficFujimoto Yuki is not your ordinary girl and will never be. Many things have happened to here but she has overcome these obstacles. But will she overcome more when she goes to Japan and gets into Teiko Middle School? Meeting different people who wil...