Dreaming On - Kuroko no Basket

┆5┆First Step to Victory┆

           "D-did you cut your h-hair, Masami-chan?" Riko whispered, pointing to my shoulder length hair. I twirled it with my fingers.

            "Oh, this? Yeah, that way I can put a wig on easier." Everyone stared at me in shock.

            "But hair is a woman's pride!" Izuki cried out, holding his arms open as if to comfort me.

            "People might think that you're weird, Izuki," I retorted. We were on the bus ride to Kaijō High. I dug around in my duffel bag until I found a dark pink wig with a short boyish hair style. I flipped my hair upside-down, stuffing it into the wig on.

            "How's that?" I asked, ruffling the short hair. Riko bursted into laughter, attracting the other passengers' attentions.

            "You look like a cute boy, with girly features!" She giggled. I puffed my cheeks out, crossing my arms over my chest.

            "But I look like a guy, right?" I asked the others. They continued to stare at me, a light pink color dusting their cheeks.

            "Fujioka still looks like a girl though. Can we pull this off?" Koganei whispered, earning a punch from Hyūga.

            "Baka! You have to think positively!" He commanded. This better work... I even cut six freakin' inches of my hair.

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             We were playing on half a court. Half. Of. A. Court. Well, that was before Kagami broke the hoop. So now we were moved on to a full court with Kise playing. It was already the second quarter, and I was still benched. Annoyed and eager to play, I kept bouncing my feet. Riko glared at me before turning her attention back to the game. SMACK. Everyone froze, gasping. I snapped my attention to the court and I felt the insides of my stomach churn.

            "Kuroko!" Riko screamed. Kise's face turned pale.

            "Kurokocchi! I'm really sorry!" We heard him apologizing to the bleeding Kuroko. I dug through my bag and found a first-aid kit. Kagami had brought him over to the bench and I began to treat his wound.

            I felt a hand grip my shoulder.

            "Masami-chan," Riko whispered, "you're going in. Work with Kagami." I nodded my head and jogged onto the court.

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       "Teme!" Hayakawa Mitsuhiro, from Kaijo High, growled out. I had stolen the ball from him and I was running towards the basket, ready for my three-pointer. Did he just call me 'shit'?!? My face contorted into anger.  

            "He's going for a three-pointer! Get the ball!" Kasamatsu yelled, running towards me at full force. I remained calm but angry, knowing that my teammates would become my screen. I jumped up, and with a flick of my wrists, the ball soared in the air. Kobori, being 6'4" tall, jumped for the ball, trying to discontinue the ball's path. But I smirked, knowing that nobody could touch my balls once they were in an arc.

            "Defend the basket, bakas!" Kasamatsu ran for the basket, reaching an arm out as if to stop it.

            "Not while I'm here!" Kagami's footsteps pounded on the floor, creating mini-earthquakes. I rolled my eyes, running a hand through my hair. SWISH. Nothing but the net... I headed back towards my teammates, who were getting back into formation. I continued to scratch at my wig, feeling its discomfort.