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:: violet 3.3 ::

"Who is she?"

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You are replaying all the things that have occurred these past few hours in your mind like a broken record.

Your best friend was dead.

Her husband had little to no memories of her.

He remembers his name and her own.

He can describe her vividly.

But other than that, he remembers nothing.

Oh, and he also forgot about their own son.

A son who you are now about to take custody of.

"We are going to cover this whole thing up."

You are watching your husband explain how you plan to cover this whole thing up. With Aomine looking like he wasn't in any condition to take care of his son, custody was immediately transferred over to you. Shougo would take over guardianship of Aomine, he was to regularly drop hints about his old life to see if he remembered anything. Sayo would watch over Aomine's mental health while checking on his physical health. You hoped that someday, Aomine could regain his memories and then maybe he and Tetsuya could live together.

Even move on together.

But for now, perhaps this was the best measure.

= 14 years later =

He is standing on a stage shaking the hand of a principal and smiling as photographers take a picture of him. He watches his mother Nijimura (Name), beam with pride as she is standing beside Seijuuro, his older brother. He is smiling but not as wide as any of the other graduates. He is showing his happiness in his own small way.

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Immediately after, his teammates, "The Reigning Kings", move to congratulate each other for successfully passing Middle School. It seemed like all of them were going to the same high school.

Rakuzan High.

"I hope you guys are ready for hell in Rakuzan," Seijuuro claps Ogiwara playfully on the back.

"W-wha?!" Ogiwara drops the ice pop he is holding, "ah, dammit."

"Well, just because you guys are the "Reigning Kings", doesn't mean you get special treatment."

"We'll just pummel all of those weaker guys," Nebuya retorts confidently.

"Yeah," agrees Kagami, "come on if we survived Teiko's training what's Rakuzan."

"Hey don't look so smug, Kagami," Kojiro punches Kagami playfully on the shoulder, "you barely got into Rakuzan~ Remember the look on those scouts' faces when they saw his grades???"

Kagami moves to try and beat the crap out of Kojiro but Kiyoshi stops them.

"Now, now," Kiyoshi attempts to calm the two of them down, "what's important is that we have fun no matter where we play basketball. Right, Hanamiya?"

"Yeah, yeah," Hanamiya looks like he didn't give a crap about what was happening. But their is some unnoticed mirth hidden in his eyes. Even he is happy to be graduating and to continue playing basketball with his best friends.

"Middle school and high school basketball teams are on a completely different level from each other," Seijuuro explains, "if you keep that kind of mindset, then even if you are the "Reigning Kings", you won't get accepted to a great, championship level school. Try not to be too full of yourselves."

Tetsuya is nodding, remaining unnoticed in the whole conversation. As his teammates and his brother talk about their prospects in Rakuzan. He is brooding silently. Contemplating the latest dream he had.

That of a silver haired woman and a navy blue haired man.