The Silent Joker

The End

DAY OF THE MATCH!!!

"LETS GOOO!!"

"YOU BETTER WIN!"

"SHOW DOES ASSES HOW WE REALLY PLAY!!"

"COME ON!!!"

The crowd shouted once your team had walked out to the street court, there was no doubt they all wanted this match to end as a win for Japan, but the atmosphere had dropped once Jabberwock walked in and the crowd boo'd.

The team showed no interest of the crowd and only smiled and smirk at the sight of your team. Nash didn't really gave a single glance at anybody but you. Aomine and Kagami raised an eyebrow at the sight of Nash walking towards them—or so they thought. Nash pushed himself in between them and stood right in front of you, arms wide open, resembling a welcome.

"It's been a while, M/n!"

Everyone widened their eyes at the blond hair males comment. Did they hear him right? They were confuse, you had told them that you didn't know who Nash is, and why he's so desperate to play against you. "You're still the same person as last time. There's no way your friends haven't seen that true side of yours...show them who you really are, Joker!" His eyes widened with that giant smug look on his face, he wanted to do something so badly and you knew exactly what. He's trying to expose everyone that true side of you—but you won't let him.

"M/n, the hell is he talking about?!"

"Yeah, L/ncchi!"

Your teammates began to ask questions that caught Nash's attention. He now frown and put his arms down, "You didn't tell them?" You huffed and looked dead at Nash, "What is there to tell them? I can't even remember who you are..." Nash felt his whole body go cold. The way he just froze and didn't do nothing or reacted to you walking away and stood at that same position. He wasn't the only one, it felt weird seeing and hearing you speak proper English—they always forget how amazingly you are—even though they see it every day. But there was one thing you've let everyone remember now...Nash especially...

Even if you're famous and a hero—you won't matter to M/n, unless you let him know how good of a player you are...

BADUMP

He felt his whole body run with chills, goosebumps all over his legs, arms, neck, back EVERYWHERE. He wants to beat you so bad, destroy your pride, your body, every single thing that you hold so dearly...

On your way to the benches, you pushed the questions from your teammates away and sat down on your corner, completely ignoring the plan for todays match that Kagetora and your father were talking of. The team had already been a huddle and they were so concentrated with anyway that's possible for a win—you didn't care. You don't plan on playing at all, but seeing Nash once again after so long...may have changed your mind...

Riko took a small glance at your way and felt a pit of guilt, all those time being with you as a team member—had came flashing before her eyes. You seating far from everyone felt as if they restarted to once they met you. No matter what had happened—she felt as if all those times with you, cooking, training, eating out, losing, winning...were just a joke and a script. No matter how much she hates it...in the end it came back to what it was from the very beginning.

You're distancing yourself.

"Heh, it's the cowards. Have you change your diapers? And why is the only good player that you all have not playing?" Jason spoke with his harsh American accent, while Nash and the rest smirk and have the blond male to look at your seating form. The team standing currently inside the court will be the original Generation of Miracles, you didn't hear why they will be starting—but it's a good choice at how well skilled those fools are. The rainbow hair guys continue to look at the foreigners with silence and blank faces. They knew what Jason said, but chose to not say a single word.