The Strategist Empress (Aomine X Reader)

28th Quarter

Author's Note!

Reviews and Criticism is highly appreciated.

Warning: May have a little bit of OOC but nevertheless, it is how I envisioned it.

*Italics are thoughts of the characters. * *Bold letters are in English*

Now, ONNNNN TO THE STORYYYY~

This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, events portrayed in this story is used fictitiously or products of the author's imaginations.

The Strategist Empress. Copyright © 2016 by Cordelia Michaelis. All rights reserved.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Kuroko No Basket. I only own the Plot and the OC.

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 Chapter 28

The next day was quite eventful for Yuki. The said person had her thumb and index finger pinching the bridge of her nose as she tried to calm down. Keyword: TRIED. The reason why she was annoyed and irritated so early in the morning is the red head male named Akashi Seijuro who was leisurely sitting on her chair. She gave an exasperated sigh and coldly glared at the male who was enjoying every bit of her irritation. She knew what was about to unfold since she did a poor job of hiding her bandaged hand not that she cares if people saw it. Red eyes held questions and amusement in them as Ice blue eyes held irritation and annoyance. "Seijuro. Out of my chair." She said in her cold voice as she continued to glare at the person in her seat.

Akashi simply shrugged her glare off and stood up while crossing his arms and looked directly in her eyes as he replied, "We need to talk. Meet me after club activities." He then turned his back on her as he made his way to his seat. She sighed deeply before sitting on her assigned seat and made it throughout the classes and when lunch break came, she bolted out the door and swiftly grabbed her cousin's arm as Kuroko was about to wait for her outside her room. "Don't ask and just come with me, Tetsu." She all but growled in annoyance as her cousin tried to keep up with her speed walking.

Confused and worried, Kuroko simply followed his cousin to the cafeteria where she sat down near the windows and made sure that they were isolated enough. She didn't want anyone to join them and they were successfully left in peace. "Seijuro is an annoying piece of shit." She blurted out as she gracefully ate her food yet stabbed the poor meal, indicating that she was pissed. Her eyes flickered a violet hue as she tried to calm herself down and Kuroko noticed. It wasn't the first time that he saw his cousin's ever changing eyes and violet eyes means that she's angry. The last time he saw those violet eyes was when his uncle and her father suddenly decided that she'll be engaged to a son of another business man to help expand their business together.

Yuki didn't appreciate it nor was willing to do what her father had decided and her eyes flickered to violet which shocked her father and she made sure to bring more than enough evidences as to why she wouldn't do as he pleases. Her father then sighed and lets her do as she decides since nothing can get past his daughter's analytical and tactical skills. Since then Yamamura Kyosuke never questioned her decisions and left her the Main Branch in Japan as he dealt with the international Branches.

Lunch time was finished and they both went their separate ways and classes continued with the bluenette in a bad mood. The last class was dismissed and the pinkette was already there waiting for the shorter girl to go out of the room so that the two of them will go to the gym together. Yuki grabbed her bag and quietly strode out of the room, grabbed Momoi's arm and dragged her out to the gym. Momoi was worried at what came into her new girl best friend as she sensed a very dark aura that surrounds the shorter girl. They arrived at the gym and Yuki placed her bag down with a loud thump and grabbed her whiteboard marker and immediately assaulted the unused whiteboard. By the time her anger had passed, the board was now full of complicated charts and stats that only Momoi and Akashi can understand what she wrote.