Kuroko no Basuke (Various x Reader)

Don't Touch (Hara x Reader)

You and Hara walked to the nearest convenience store to buy your lunches. You woke up late, Hara didn't feel like making anything, nor he never will.

"See what we have to do, we have to walk all the way here and buy our lunches because of you, Kazuya-san."

"What's with the 'Kazuya-san', (First Name)? We've been dating for months now." he laughed, blowing his bubble gum. "And it's not my fault you woke up late." he chuckled and rested his hands behind his head.

"You really are something, aren't you, Hara-san." You opened the door for him, allowing him to causally walk in. It wasn't that he didn't care about you that he wouldn't open the door for you, you just never really didn't care if he was a gentleman or not, all you cared about was that you were with him.

He walked towards the back of the store, grabbing a bag of chips and drinks. While on the other hand, you ordered some sandwiches for the both of you.

Hara threw the bag of chips and drinks onto the counter, resting his arm on your shoulder while the owner was preparing your sandwiches. You grabbed his hand and stood there in silence, making all sorts of expressions and faces by moving your lips, eyes, and eyebrows around.

"What are you doing, (First Name)?" He curiously popped his bubble gum again. You shrugged, "I'm bored." You answered briefly as the owner came with you sandwiches. You tossed Hara the items as you paid.

On the way out, Hara pecked your forehead and thanked you briefly as well.

In your relationship with him, you two didn't need to speak or do much, all you two knew as that you loved each other. Even if there isn't a "cheery" smile worn, you loved him, he loved you.

Hara spat his piece of gum into a napkin and threw it. You smacked his arm, "Pick it up, Hara." You glared intimately, knowing that he shouldn't be littering. "Who cares, (First Name), it's just a piece of paper." His response earned him another smack from you, this time it was to the back of his head. "Pick it up, Kazuya."

You sternly raised your voice as he scoffed, picking it up. "Happy?" He frowned, "Very." you smiled and jumped to peck him on the cheek.

You both sat on a bench on school grounds, sitting together until the bell rang.

Hara waved for you to go first, saying Hanamiya texted for a brief meeting. You nodded and went your way into your next class.

You at alone at the back of the class, where you and Hara usually sit. Three guys from your class approached you, one of them sat in the chair in front of you.

"Hey, (First Name)."

You waved hello, clearly giving off that you didn't care for their presence. You pulled out a magazine from your bag, about the high school basketball teams.

You opened it to the page about your school's basketball team, seeing the game with Kirisaki Daīchi v.s. Seirin.

The guy who approached you pulled your magazine away, seeing what you were interested in more than him.

"Seriously... You could do better, (First Name). Why are you with Kazuya anyways? I mean, have you seen what he does to other players?" He scoffed, offending you in a way, "Let me tell you something." you stood from your seat.

"First, you have no right to take my things. Second, say something bad about Hara again, I will rip your throat out and feed it to my dog." Your words dripped cold. It was like a cobra warning its victim with a flash of its fangs, poison dripping right off its sharp ends.

You grabbed your magazine away, not giving a single shit if anyone was watching or surprised. No one says something about someone you care dearly about and gets away with it without a threat from you.

"And you.. Don't know Hara." you sat back in your seat, ignoring him. He grabbed your hand this time, roughly pulling you towards him. "What did you say?" He snarled, gritting his teeth.

You tugged your hand back, but he was holding you tightly. You sharply inhaled, your eyes becoming sharp as well. "You heard me. Or are you deaf? Let me give you another warning. Let me go, or I will---" you winced in pain as you felt something hard and cold at your wrist. As well as your hair being pulled back.

He stabbed you lightly in the wrist, but hard enough to feel pain and draw blood. "Say something, princess."

"I-I was say-saying---" you were cutoff by being pulled away. You felt yourself bump into someone's arms, embracing you tight enough that you were back in your castle walls.

"H-Hara..." You stuttered, whiffing in his cologne he had on for you. Then Hara let go of you, leaving you behind.

Once you turned around, the classmate who was forcing you to answer and who made you bleed was punched onto the ground. He fell with a thud, groaning afterwards.

He then took a blow to the side, then a step onto the stomach. Hara started to cackle, obviously enjoying the pain of others.

"Ha-Hara, I-I'm bleeding..." you held your wrist as blood streamed down your arm. It didn't really hurt, just a weird feeling. You just wanted him to stop, it was a bit much, but this was one of the ways that Hara showed you that he still loves you: by beating whoever hurts you.

Hara turned to you, as you gave off a fake weak expression, trying to smile. Hara turned back, gripping onto the male's hair. "Don't touch her, she's mine. Touch her again and you won't see the next day, ever."

Hara punched him one last time and picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder as he blew a bubble.

At the nurse's office, she wasn't around so Hara took napkins and wiped the blood off, then disinfecting it with alcohol wipes. You hissed at him each time, but since you were sitting on his lap, facing him, you just squeezed him with your legs.

"I know it hurts," he paused, wrapping bandages around your wrist. "you just have to deal with it, (First Name)." Hara laid his head on your shoulder, "You really need to be careful."

"Oho~? What, a player part of the Kirisaki Daīchi basketball team is a softie and is worried~?" You teased, wrapping your arms around his torso.

"You're stupid. I'm not worried for you, I just love you."

"Haha, very funny, dummy~"

~~~~~

~HarukaTomoe~