Kuroko no basket bf scenarios

You meet

Kagami: 10

You sighed, disappointment this had to happen. You and a few other students were putting away library books for causing a disturbance. You struggled as you carried the books, trying you hardest to reach many of the tall shelves. Many of the tall students had left after they finished, leaving you and a few others to finish. Looking for the right spot to put your book away, your eye twitched as you saw the shelf stand tall from your head. You closed your eyes, clenching your hands. Taking a deep breath, you stretched your arm as far as you could. Using another shelf for leverage, you fell back, hitting your head in the other shelf of books. Rubbing your head, you lied there for a moment.  A tall redheaded guy walked in front of you, looking at you awkwardly. He scratched his head as he looked at your stressed face. "Are you...ok?" You sat up, looking at the shelf you were supposed to put your books away on. Getting up, you were surprised to see someone had finally tried to help you. But not the way you expected. In one swoop, he held you up to the height of the shelf. He walked with you through the library to put more books away where you couldn't reach. Kuroko looked about for Kagami, standing silently beside the shelf as he saw you get lifted up. He left the library alone, a small smile on his face as he went to the gym for practice. "Where's Kagami?" Aido asked. Kuroko remembered clear of the sort of awkward blush he had. "He's not done yet."

Kuroko: 11

The whistle blew, the practice game starting. You hadn't gotten used to it yet, moving to your spot. Ever since you hurt your wrist, you weren't as sharp on the volleyball court as you wished. Trying your best, you sipped your water bottle. Getting back to the court, before the whistle blew, a small sort was yipped from the entrance. Turning your head, you melted at a small dog wagging it's tail. Racing to the door, you dropped to your knees to touch him. Holding him up, you smiled widely at the highlight of your day. Looking at his tiny shirt, you looked at the basketball team shirt and number 11. You heard the whistle from the coach, walking up to you and sighing. "Watch the dog, make sure he doesn't go anywhere." Gladly sitting on the floor with the dog, you rubbed his head in awe. By the end of practice, the door opened, the whole basketball team ready to play. "Hey look! It's Kuroko 2! So that's where he went?" Looking at the players, you took the dog off your lap. Watching it walk to the smallest player, he picked up the dog and smiled. As the team's were switching off the court, you were getting ready to go. Grabbing your bag, you turned around, ready to scream at the quiet, stoic guy. He held him out, "Do you mind, watching him some more? So he won't walk off again."  Holding the dog, you sat against the floor while they practiced. Looking at his name on the jersey, you looked at the guy who must've  owned him. "Must be Kuroko if they call you Kuroko 2," you muffled, holding him up with an adoring smile.

Kise: 7

You had sighed in bliss, you and your friends watching the heavenly blonde walk by. You whispered how it would be to date someone like him back and forth, giggling at the thought. You knew everyone in the district wanted to autograph and take pictures with him, but it was the thought that counted, right? Just about lunch time, you had pulled out your homemade lunch. Thanking for the meal, you smiled with delight at your mother's meal. Eating your food in peace in a classroom, you looked as the door opened. Embarrassed as your mouth was full, you tried your best to swallow it down. "Excuse me, I just came to hide for a moment," Kise excused himself. As he heard the steps sliding of doors, he panicked, thinking of an idea. Quickly getting to the seat in front of you, turning the chair around. "Gomen" he apologized, taking the chopsticks from your hand. As the door slid open, your face flamed up, Kise putting food to your mouth like it was normal. He looked towards the door, waving with a smile. They took a few minutes to freak, your head down in utter embarrassment and fear of what would happen if they caught you. As they left, Kise sighed in relief, leaning back in his seat. Freely taking a piece of your food, his face grew pink. "Wow, this is really good! May I try this one too?" You nodded silently, watching him eat your food with a big smile. You shifted in your seat and mumbled, "if you like it so much, I can ask my mom to make me an extra container tomorrow." Kise gulped down the food and looked surprised. "Yeah that'd be great thanks! Meet me here tomorrow for lunch, bye!" Kise waved, running out the room.