Hey ya’ll! Today is a very special day! It’s Admin Neon’s birthday!!!
Here’s a little something from me to her to show my appreciation as a fellow writer, admin and friend and to celebrate her special day!
If you feel so inclined, please drop a happy birthday message to her via our fan mail option!
Hope you enjoy this Neon and have a marvelous day!
– Admin Jade
“Where’d you get the cake?” Kuroko asks, struggling to pin the last streamer in place.
Kagami scoffs, pulling the decoration from the shorter male’s hand to secure it himself. “Get the cake? I made the cake, Kuroko!”
“Wow, Kagami-cchi! You made this?!” Kise exclaims as he opens the confectionery box. “It’s so well done!”
“Indeed,” Akashi murmurs, admiring the intricacy of the piped icing. “Perhaps your real calling is in food.”
Kagami blushes despite himself, still unused to any sincere praise from this bunch of former high school rivals.
“Tch, it’s just a cake,” Aomine comments rolling his eyes.
“Oh yeah? I’d like to see you make anything! Probably’d end up a disaster!” Kagami snaps.
“Children, please, there’s more to get done before she gets here.” Midorima’s tone reminds Kuroko of a long suffering parent.
Red and blue glare his way but the green haired male ignores them in favor of setting out the last minute items from the fridge.
“Muro-chin, I’m hungry, when is she getting here?” Murasakibara grumbles.
His friend pats his shoulder. “Should be any min-“
The sound of keys in the lock stalls his speech and everyone scrambles to get into position. As the door opens, the group collectively open their mouths to yell surprise but they’re the ones in shock when the former starters of Kirisaki Daichi walk in.
“What-“ Kagami exclaims.
“The fuck-“ Aomine mutters.
“Are you doing here?” Akashi ends, voice low and dangerous.
Despite the years which have passed, they’ve never forgotten nor forgiven the countless injuries inflicted by the underhanded play of the males before them.
“Heh, we’re here to celebrate Neon of course!” Hanamiya laughs.
Hara pops a bubble, smacking out around the wad of gum in his mouth, “Yeah! What, you didn’t know she’s our friend too?”
“Impossible, you probably annoy her or worse. It’s a good thing we’re here,” Midorima says adjusting his glasses.
“Shut the fuck up four eyes! Don’t talk like you know anything!” Yamazaki shouts.
“Yeah, she asked us to come over. Why do you think we have keys to her place?” drawls Seto.
“A likely story, you probably stole them,” Himuro comments.
“Get out of here before you ruin Neon-chin’s birthday and I have to crush you,” Murasakibara mumbles, cracking his knuckles.
But any further fighting, verbal or otherwise, comes to a grinding halt as Neon’s voice rings out, “Hey guys you made it!”
The multi-colored hair bunch stares – some wide eyed, some slack jawed and still others with clenched fists – as Neon happily hugs and kisses the cheeks of the men they were ready to throw out the window.
“Hey babe, brought yer favorite,” Hanamiya says, one arm wrapped securely around Neon’s waist while the other holds up a large bottle of some presumably alcoholic beverage.
“Miya! You know I can’t handle that stuff! It makes me go sideways!” Neon exclaims pushing his shoulder playfully.
He shrugs, leaning in close to her ear but saying loud enough for all to hear, “I don’t mind that position.”
Kagami looks ready to murder him.
But when Neon’s warm smile is turned on him, he feels his anger stilted. “I’m so surprised to see you all! I’d no idea you were in town!” she giggles as she makes her way to each unexpected guest giving them the same affectionate greeting.
As Kagami ushers her further into her own home, the Generation of Miracles and Kirisaki Daichi remain faced off in an attitude reminiscent of their collective days on the court.
“She’s happy, let’s keep it that way,” Akashi says, tone leaving no room for argument.
Hara shrugs. “Sure, we’ll play nice.”
“Don’t use words you don’t understand, it’s unsavory,” Himuro remarks.
“Come on guys, let’s go celebrate Neon-chan,” Kuroko insists, guiding his former teammates towards where she’s gushing over Kagami’s cake.
“We’ll play nice?” Furuhashi asks looking up at Hara when they’re out of ear shot.
The gum chewing power forward shrugs, glancing at Hanamiya who’s watching Neon with a hungry look. Finally their former captain speaks. “They can’t stay forever. We can wait a day to have her to ourselves.”
“So agreeable, it’s like I don’t even know you,” Seto chuckles.
Hanamiya shrugs, a devious smile tilting up his lip. “Consider it her birthday present.”
It’s my fellow admin Neon’s birthday today and so I wrote this fun little piece to celebrate her!
If you feel so inclined, please send her some birthday love!
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