Dreaming On - Kuroko no Basket

┆8┆Identity Revealed┆

            I stepped out of the supermarket, holding five heavy grocery bags.

            "Guys are so useless..." I muttered, trying to shield my eyes from the bright, burning sun. "They say that they'll help you carry the bags, but nooo. They leave you hanging, making you go shopping for the whole team cause you're the only girl. Riko takes advantage of being a coach." I ranted to myself, earning weird looks from passers. I sighed, turning around and headed back to Seirin where the others were having their basketball practice. I decided to opt out early from Hitomi-sensei's five hours of gruelling practice for a fun three hours of sweaty practice with boys. A dark cloud passed overhead, and I groaned.

            "Oh. My. Freakin. Goodness. Really? Really?!" I quickly headed for a covered area where I wouldn't get wet. I made it just in time as it began to pour.

            "Wahh! Riko! Kagami! Kuroko! Why did all of you send me out here if you knew it was going to rain?" I wailed, pretty pissed. A low chuckle captured my attention as a familiar blonde and ebony-haired guy stood next to me, also taking cover from the pouring rain.

            "You're that girl that was with them from last week!" The blonde commented. I rolled my eyes.

            "Duh." He looked taken back, surprised.

            "What?" I snapped, not being in a happy-go-lucky mood right now.

            "Eto... is it a possibility that you don't know who I am?" He pointed a finger at himself with curiosity written all over his face. The ebony-haired guy snickered, earning a pout from the blonde.

            "Who are you again?" I asked without any real interest. I shifted my feet to and fro, ready to sprint in the rain.

            "I'm Kise Ryōta! I'm the basketball player from Kaijō High! The Seirin members defeated us in a practice match. You might know about that since you know the Seirin team. I played against you once. You might remember. You know...this is like déjà vu. You asked me about my name since you didn't know who I was..." He prompted. I realized that he was right.

            "OH! You're that guy who played with me once, a while ago before we played against Kaijō High!" Shit. I clammed up, forgetting that he knew me as Fujika Masami who played once late at night; and as Fujika Masa who played in the practice match and won. "You're that guy who was at Maji Burger's last week too. Ne, I forgot your name." I nodded my chin towards the black-haired guy.

            He glanced in my direction but quickly looked away with a faint pink blush covering his cheeks. "I-I'm K-Ka-Kasamatsu Yu-Yukio." I had to hide a laugh at his stuttering.

            "Fujika Masami." I held out a hand and he nervously shook it. I peered at the shy boy. "Ne, you're not...afraid of girls...are you?"

            "Eh?!" Kasamatsu quickly drew his hand away as if I burned him. "N-n-no." Kise laughed.

            "This guy is so shy that he gets mad every time I have a female fan." Kise casually slung an arm over Kasamatsu's shoulder before getting punched in the head.

            "Don't treat your captain like that, you baka!" Kasamatsu roared. I noted his quick change in behavior and came up with the conclusion of him being scared of girls. I sighed again, softer this time.

            "Well, I gotta run or else the guys will make me run laps with them..." I grumbled. "And they damn well know that I have to stay slim for ballet..." I hoisted the grocery bags up higher, about to sprint out into the rain.