Remember Me [Kuroko No Basuke Love Story]

Chapter 5: Continuation

The young Midorima sighed for what seems like the thousandth time, tapping his feet impatiently. "She's late. Again." He said to himself. The cold breeze of the winter night nipping under his nose made the boy shudder, he pulled his jacket tighter attempting to warm himself up. "D-darn i-it. S-So c-cold." He continued to grumble under his breath when suddenly a pair of small hands round him up to his waist from his back.

"Surprise!!!!" she cried out happily, playfully burying her face in his jacket.

"S-stop that!" Midorima demanded, his body gaining heat from embarrassment.

The girl giggled in response, finally letting him go. She unzipped her bag quietly and brought out the present she had spent the last five days making. "Congratulations on getting in the basketball team Shin-chan~!" She told him as she handed him the box.

He gladly took it in his hands, holding back a smile. He pulled on the ribbon to open the box revealing an obviously handmade jersey that says "Midorima 07" on the back. He held the jersey to his chest, it was obviously too small and distorted at some point. But although it was totally useless, for him it was a treasure worth keeping.

"U-hum. ... Thanks." He told her as naturally and as 'not-caring-at-all' as he could to which the girl responded with another hug, this time encircling her arms around his chest.

"Shin-chan! Stop being so grumpy all the time!" She teased.

Midormia stiffened under her grasp but soon subdued to the warmth. "Heh." He smirked finally responding to the hug. "Thank you." He repeated himself, this time genuinely from his heart.

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"Thanks for a wonderful time Midorima-kun!" You bowed slightly, gesturing the end of the so called 'request from Takao to accompany Midorima and not totally a date' get together.

The green-haired teenager coughed slightly, turning his head to the side. "Do you like cakes?"

"Huh?" You responded. He was totally ignoring your earlier statement. You scratched your cheek which was already tainted pink. Is he trying to 'extend' this... umm... get together? You thought to yourself.

"There's a café around the corner that sells strawberry cakes. They have a sale today, you get one free for every red bean soup purchase." He explained (more like blurted out in haste)

"Oh... W-would you like to go there?" You asked him absentmindedly earning an annoyed grunt from your male companion.

"I-I mean. W-wow. I'd like to go there. Would you accompany me?" You retracted your earlier question.

Somehow you were more and more getting used to his 'tsundere' (as Takao describe it) personality. Basically, just don't ever push him to a corner and you'll be fine.

"Hmph. Whatever." He finally seems to relax.

Is this how men usually behave in 'get together/s'? You sighed to yourself. Somehow you find the answer to your rhetorical question quite clearly and it exhausts you by just thinking about it. "Right! Let's get going then!" You huffed, shaking away the negative thoughts that ran through your mind.

This time you walked side by side in comfortable silence. You scanned your surrounding briefly. The sun was almost setting over the horizon and the once crowded streets were now gradually getting empty. You glanced over to Midorima whose straight gaze ahead did not falter. Somehow you felt nostalgic. It was as if the person beside you was someone whom you knew all your life. You returned your gaze to the front shaking off the feeling.

Impossible. You thought to yourself.

"Oi. Don't space out." Midorima snapped you out of your thoughts.

"S-sorry." You quickly apologized realizing that you've arrived at your destination.

He held the door open for you, which sent your heart racing. You STILL couldn't get over the fact that MIDORIMA SHINTAROU could be a gentleman if he wants to. A perky waitress came up to you and seated you both to a table near the window.

"So what will you two love birds be having?" The waitress chimed, holding her pen and notebook up.

"Red bean soup." Midorima replied, not at all bothered by the label the cheeky waitress just gave the both of you.

"And for the lovely lady?" Her attention now directed to you.

"Umm... just the free strawberry cake that comes with the bean soup." You smiled.

Midorima looked at you as if you're some kind of an idiot. He knitted his eyebrows before adjusting his glasses. "Order whatever you want."

"Huh?"

"Just give her a blueberry parfait and ice tea." He sighed.

"Alrighty then! One red bean soup, a special parfait and ice tea!" The waitress repeated.

Midorima nodded signaling the red-haired server to leave in which she complied and dashed over to the kitchen.

"But I thought we were here for the free cake." You inquired not really getting the gist of the situation.

"Hmph." Was his only response.

You sighed once more and decided to pipedown. Boys are really confusing.
EXTRA SCENE:

It was already dark out when you stepped out of the café. You actually enjoyed his company, even though you did MOST of the talking during your conversations. You pulled out your cellphone from your bag and pressed call to Manuel (your butler) to have him pick you up.

"I'll walk you home." Midorima intervened before Manuel could even pick up your call.

"It's alright." You smiled at him.

He just gave you a straight face look. You sighed falling into his piercing eyes. "All right. All right." He smiled briefly and you wondered if it was whether your eyesight was failing you or it was really a genuine smile.

"Did you just smiled?" You teased him and attempted to put on a straight face (in which you couldn't so you ended up with a silly grin on your face.)

"Baka." He countered, giving you a "chop" on the head.FREEBIE:

Midorima walked into his room, he couldn't hold back the grin spreading through his face. Today's events were just bliss. He missed [Last-name] so much and he'd give up any day just to spend time with her again like they did back then. He opened the lights and walked infront of his trophy case. The jersey that [Last-name] made him back in middle school in the center of it all was encased in a glass cover. He ran his fingers on it lovingly a nostalgic smile on his face.

He flopped down on his bed and opened his phone. There was a text message from Takao. He sighed and pressed okay to see the contents.

Yo Shin-chan! How did it go? ^-^

His eyebrows twitched. How could he forget? Takao planned this all along. He debated whether or not to teach the brunette a lesson about playing cupid but in the end decided not to.

After all, he owes him his gratitude.