Kuroko no Basket x Reader [Oneshots]

Pain [Soulmate!AU] [Hanamiya Makoto x Reader]

Soulmate!AU where you experience the pain that your soulmate feels

A/N: Warning for mild profanities and violence

Throughout your first week in Kirisaki Daichi High School, your new classmates had been warm and welcoming; showing you around school and helping you out with the syllabus. Relieved to have found friendship with a couple of girls from your class, you usually had lunch with them in the classroom.

"Stay out of Hanamiya's way," they told you one day. "He's not someone you'd ever want to trifle with."

"Who?"

"Hanamiya Makoto! Surely you've heard of him?"

"No, not really..." you muttered, looking up from your lunch. "What's he like?"

"He's the tall, scary guy from the basketball club. You know, the guy from the other class that always gets into fights?" Upon seeing the lack of recognition in your countenance, your classmate sighed out, smiling at your obliviousness. "Anyways, just stay away from him. He's bad news."

You nodded slowly, taking in her advice. To earn such a bad reputation, the guy must have really done some bad things. Either way, you had no intentions of getting involved with delinquents or troublemakers. In your final year of high school, all you wanted was to concentrate on your studies and get into a decent college.

A sharp pain in your side caused you to wince, dropping the spoon you were holding.

"[Name]! What's wrong?"

"My hand just slipped, don't worry." Putting on a façade to assure your friends, you bit down on your bottom lip at the ache that ran through your knuckles.

Your soulmate was fighting.

Again.

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A sigh escaped you as you walked down the corridor towards the nurse's office to get some painkillers. Usually, the pain was more bearable. But this time, you could feel soreness all over your body and your head was starting to spin.

Hearing some commotion from a classroom up front, you took a peek through the glass window to see what was going on, and what you saw shocked you.

"...face it, Hanamiya. You've got no where to escape to."

Backed up against a wall, was a black haired male surrounded by three other students. But although he was cornered, a smug look remained on his visage as he eyed the other guys, who were visibly more beaten up than him.

"Who says I'm planning on running?"

'He can't possibly be planning on fighting three guys on his own!' You frowned as the scene started to unfold.

Bad reputation or not, four against one was not fair, and you couldn't find it in you to just do nothing while watching someone get ganged up against.

Before one of the guys started to raise his fist against Hanamiya, you found yourself rushing into the classroom to shove his hand away.

"Who the hell are you?!" He growled out, gripping onto your wrist forcefully. "Don't get involved in matters that doesn't concern you."

Okay, maybe this was a bad idea. Seeing the guy's enraged expression up close sent a wave of fear over you and all the gallantry you felt earlier was forgotten.