Spark | Kuroko no Basuke x OC

Free! As a Butterfly

"Where are you going?"

Tomoko stopped putting on her white sneakers halfway and turned to her dad. Okuma Yuuma was a man over forty with dark brown hair and a small beer belly. He was of average height for a Japanese man, and his features were sharp and modest.

"I'm going to meet a friend," Tomoko replied as she tied her shoe laces. Walking up to the man, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll be back soon!"

Yuuma hummed. "Does your friend happen to be a boy?"

"Yup, it's Kise-kun from Kaijo High. Our basketball team played his in the beginning of the year."

"I've heard of him," Yuuma nodded. While other fathers would be absolutely appalled that their only daughter was always surrounding herself with hormonal, teenage boys (Tomoko didn't seem to have many girl-friends) and even leaving early in morning to be with another boy, he didn't object such activities.

Okuma Yuuma was simply not like most fathers.

He couldn't control how friendly his happy-go-lucky daughter was towards everyone, nor does he want to restrict her from making friends. And although he knows that his daughter's personality could charm many, Tomoko herself was too dense to realize it. As a result, she almost always unknowingly reject the suitors. Yuuma worries like all fathers for their children, but he felt completely at ease to know that Tomoko wouldn't go about having her heart broken.

And whatever the case, Ichirou personally wouldn't allow any boy who had an impure interest in his sister to live to see another day anyway.

Okuma Yuuma was not a scheming man by nature, but he's raised his children well and seemed to have found a way that ensured he wouldn't have to have a headache over hormonal teenage boys for a fair portion of his life.

"Well, you make sure to introduce your friends to your mom and I," he said, picking up the Sunday morning newspaper. The tiny crows feet around his eyes tighten as a result of his hearty smile. "Ah, perhaps bring the basketball team over for dinner sometime, too."

"Eh?" Tomoko thought for a second before nodding enthusiastically. "I will!"

He smiled and saw his daughter off. Okuma Yuuma was a modest, hard working man. But he did have a playful side.

He was curious to see who his little kuma has attracted this time around.

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"Is Okuma-chan late again?" Koganei asked when Mitobe signaled that the cheeky manager was still not present for their practice. Hyuuga followed his gaze to the area of the bleacher where Tomoko would usually sit when the team did warm-ups.

"Maybe," the captain shrugged, jumping to make a three-pointer. A glint passed by his glasses, "She's always late but she always has a reason."

"Oh, maybe she's making us a new homemade pastry~!"

"I hope it's something tarty."

"Nah, something sweet is better!"

Riko, with the whistle in her mouth, blew it right in the dreaming cat-like teen's ear and whacked both him and the bespectacled captain upon seeing them slacking off in the corner.

"Quit daydreaming, you two!" she ordered them back into doing their warm-ups. "You're not allowed to take a break until you finish all of your exercises!"

They were going to face Touou Academy in just a few days; there was no room for distractions. Plus, thinking about that school just makes the brunette's insides boil. She hasn't completely forgotten about the Touou team manager's lippy comment about her bust size.