The Shattered Mirror[Diabolik Lovers X OC]

I...underestimated you...

The two blondes the smothered female was acquainted with thumped their palms on their respective desks, the idol among the two standing up violently, knocking the flimsy chair aside.

"Get off my Idol-chan!" He whined, causing the girls of the class to double over in 'cuteness overload'.

One thing led to another and the two males were soon engaged in a game of tug of war, the blackette being the rope.

The female huffed, clearly having enough of their money business. She pulled her arms out of the males' grips and used the same arm to give them a swift knock to their heads.

"Iiiiiteeee...mooou, Koooou..." The girl whined way out of character as she rubbed her arms.

She turned to the silvernette who was dropped on his butt and her face slowly returned to her ususal Stoic expression.

"Maaaaah...you don't have to be so mean Kowa-chii..." The male hopped to his feet and smiled at the female.

The teacher stumbled over incoherent words as she attempted to question the scene playing out before her.

*ding dong* the bell rang.

"Talk about saved by the bell... Well! Ja ne, Kowa-chii~!" The silvernette ran out the room's front door, a skip in his step.

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"Idol-chan!" The leather ball flew from Kou's hands into Kowa's palms as she wasted no time in dribbling around her aponents, on her way to the net.

A certain auburn haired male slid before the girl, his arms outstretched, blocking her path ahead. "Ha ha! Try to get past this, horse!"

A smirk lined her lips, "no need to..."

She leapt back, her back bent at the hips and her eyes directed to the net. Her arms stretched out, identical to her eye line and she flicked her wrist. The ball flew forward as the court gawked. Her feet hit the floor and she began to walk back for defense, the ball shooting perfectly through the hoop and bouncing onto the wooden floor.

Half a court...she shot from half a-

Yuma's thoughts were shattered by Kou's screeching voice.

"That was anticlimactic, Kowa-chii! Start playing seriously!!!" His arms flailed around as the rest of the class struggled to digest that shooting from half a whole basketball court was taking the game lightly.

The ball was in the air once again, Ayato caught it and made a mad dash to the hoop.

The moment he stepped foot on the 3 pointer line, the ball disappeared from his grasp only to appear in Kagami's as she bounce passed the ball between Yuma's legs to Subaru.

He grabbed the ball and booked it only to be caught in a screen by Yuma and a shorter female classmate plucked it from behind him.

The female, however, got the ball struck away from her by a taller Kou's fist. The ball flew into Kagami's arms yet again.

She was positioned right beside, and almost behind, her team's hoop as Yuma, Ayato, the female student and another shorter male student cornered her, thinking for sure the ball would be theirs.

"Haha now we'll-" Ayato was cut off as Kagami's feet left the ground.

"Mou, you guys sure are forgetful," Kou shook his head behind the line of opponents. "I told you...she had yet to start playing seriously..." A shit-eating grin graced his features as the blackette let out a breath and loosened up her shoulders as her wrist fell forward.

The ball shot across the court, and without ever touching the rim, flew through the hoop.

The opponents of the mentioned female all fell to their knees or simply dropped their heads. The message, however, was as clear as the sun in the sky; their spirits were utterly shattered.

Even those who's fighting spirit stayed intact they knew all too well that they we're fighting a losing battle.

"Haha! See the prowess of our Idol-chan!"

"URUSAI!" Yuma snapped before unleashing the hurt on Kou with a solid fist thumped on his head.

"ITE! YUUUMAAAAAA!" The blonde whined as he sunk to the floor, rubbing the dramatically large bump on his head.

"Kou," a hand gripped the back of the male's collar and dragged him to his feet before flinging him to the defence line.

"Stop playing around," she ordered, stepping back into her stance.

"Says you~" he got off the floor, "you're not playing nearly as hard as when we had one on ones~" he grabbed the ball mid pass from the other team and slammed it into the basket.

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The whistle blew at the final quarter, the score was a landslide victory for Kagami's team.

The room was quiet before the rest of Kagami's team members yelled in joy,  excluding Subaru and Kou.

"YES! KOWA-SAN!!!!" A bubble gum pink haired girl rushed onto the court and dived at Kagami who, surprisingly,  didn't move an inch.

"I'll see you in art~" she then twirled away giggling leaving the room speechless, or at least until three quarters of the females in the class chased after her for quote 'touching their KK'.

As the team members watched on, Ayato approached Kagami gingerly, unusual for him, being the narcissist he is.

He bit his lip and blood drew but he ignored it, busy twiddling his thumbs.

He cast his gaze to the floor and growled softly before muttering.

He turned and ran off. The words he let linger in the air made the lightest of pink dust the apples of Kagami's cheeks before fading back, anyone who blinked would've missed it.

"I...underestimated you..."