AN: I am so, so, so sorry that I havent updated in forever!!! I had to do TESTING! Freaking testing! Gomenasai Gomenasai Gomenasai!!! *bows down repeatidly*
And thank you for freaking 1.35k reads!!!! ☆*:.。. o(≧▽≦)o .。.:*☆
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~Katsumi's POV~
I wake up and just stare at the ceiling. After playing like that? Heh. It's only obvious that my legs are a bit sore.I get up and change into a sandy-colored, knee-high shorts. Then, I slip on my black T-shirt with a basketball on it. Yeah yeah tomboy. Whatever, just feel like it, end of story.
I walk to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I brush my messy hair and tie it into a not-so-neat bun.
I walk to Kuroko's room and lightly tap his shoulder. "Onii-san~. Ohayo!"
"Mmm...." he mummbles and turns in his bed.
"Tch." I click my tounge and throw off his blanket. "Wake-uuuuup!" I yell and his sleepy eyes open up.
"Five more minutes..." he mummbles and goes back to sleep. I sigh and leave his blanket on the ground. I slide down the railing of the stairs and arrive in the kitchen. Naoki-san is reading the newspaper and drinking coffee. "Ohayo, Katsumi! Can I have pancakes today?" He greets me. "Ohayo. fine. Blueberry buttermilk is fine, right?" I ask. "Yeah."
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I pour the mix onto the heated pan and cook three fluffy blueberry buttermilk pancakes. The smell wafts around in the kitchen and creats a comfy atmosphere. "Mmm, Katsumi. Your cooking's the best!" Naoki-san hugs me as usual. "Hey! How many times do I have to tell you not to touch me while I'm cooking, uncle?!" I yell and envisioned myself smacking him with my spatula.
He let go of me as I placed the bottom of the heated pan an inch away from his hand. "So meeean!" He whined playfully as I served the dishes. "I didnt even burn you." I mutter.
Kuroko came downstairs rubbing his bedhair. "Ohayo, Katsumi. Ohayo, Naoki-san." he mutters in his monotonous voice. He sits down and so does Uncle. I place the plates in front of everyone and clap my hands together.
"Idedakimasu!"
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As we eat, my cellphone rings upstairs and I rush to get it. I reach for my phone without looking at the caller's ID."Hello?" I ask.
"Yo! Katsu!" A familier voice greets me.
"Aomine! Hey...why did you call me?"
"Heh heh... you see... I'm kinda in... trouble...." he mumbles the last part.
"Eh? Why?" My voice gets kinda loud.
"Well, I got into a fight with a bunch of gangsters and they're gonna beat me up in like five minutes. I ran to a place where there wont be too much comotion." he explained with slight panic in his voice.
"So? Cant you handle them yourself?" I say, knowing Aomine's fighting skills.
"Woman! Its the WHOLE gang! There's like 15 of them or something!" He yells at me.
"Ahhhh jeez! Hold them off for a bit okay? I'll be there in a bit." I hang up on him and rush to downstairs.
I scarf down my pancake and wash it down with a cup of milk. Kuroko asks,"Whats the rush? Was it the phone call?" I grab my phone and rush to the door. "Aomine got into a fight and needs my help! Leave the dishes in the sink!!!" I slip on my basketball shoes and sprint out of the house. AHOmine calls me and I answer.
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