AU: What if the
Generation of Miracles met before junior high?
“Yes!” Aomine shouts
when another shot makes it in. He dribbles the ball making moves as though to
pass invisible opponents when he’s surprised to actually knock into something
solid. A startled gasp followed by a low groan alerts him to the fact whoever he
ran into is now on the ground. Looking down, he’s surprised to see a shock of
blue hair followed by bright blue eyes when the boy he knocked over looks up at
him.
“Oi, sorry ‘bout that,”
Aomine says with a sheepish grin, “I didn’t see you.” He extends a tanned hand
which is taken by the smaller boy.
“It’s ok, that happens
to me all the time,” he replies as he stands.
Aomine is confused on
how someone who was literally right in front of him could just disappear but he
opts to forgo further investigation in favor of recruiting a player so he’s not
alone. “Well, since you’re here anyway, wanna play?” he asks tossing the ball
in his hand up and catching it on the tip of his finger.
The smaller boy nods
softly. “Great!” Aomine exclaims, then almost as an afterthought asks, “What’s
your name?”
“Kuroko Tetsuya,” is the
reply.
Aomine sticks out his
hand again, shaking the other’s. “Nice to meet you, I’m Aomine Daiki!”
The two play a bit of
one on one though Kuroko struggles to do anything even remotely right. But
instead of being frustrated, Aomine finds himself welcoming the challenge of
teaching someone something. As Kuroko takes another shot that hits the rim
sending the ball backwards to the other end of court, Aomine instructs, “Ok,
you need to hold the ball a bit different. I think you’re putting too much spin
on it.”
Kuroko nods and is about
to turn to retrieve the ball when both boys are startled by it sailing over
their heads and clearing through the hoop with a faint whoosh. Turning around, their eyes land on a green haired
bespectacled boy who’s just as tall as Aomine.
“Wait a second,” the
dark blue haired boy says, “did you make that shot from there?”
The boy nods and Aomine
rushes to him. “That was awesome! Do you want to play?”
At first it looks like
the newcomer is going to decline but the slight gleam in his eyes gives away
the fact that he really does want to join in. So, he nods in affirmation,
following Aomine back to the free throw line where he introduces himself:
Midorima Shintaro.
“Maybe you can help this
guy,” Aomine says flicking a thumb towards Kuroko.
“I highly doubt it,”
mumbles Midorima.
“Hey! Do you guys need
another player?” a shrill voice cries out.
The three on the court
turn their heads bringing into their line of sight an enthusiastic looking
blonde gripping the chain-link fence set around the basketball courts.
“Yeah!” Aomine responds
with a flick of his wrist.
The boy lets loose a
yelp of happiness, rushing to the gate and over to where they stand.
“I’m Kise Ryouta, what
are your names?” he asks excitedly.
After introductions,
it’s decided to have Aomine and Kuroko play against Kise and Midorima. The game
is a bit one sided to the half of the blonde and green haired boys, mostly
because Kuroko has a really hard time keeping up with the running. But Aomine
doesn’t really care since he finally has some people to play with.
Eventually the quad of
boys decides to take a break, mostly so Kuroko can catch his breath.
“Sorry,” he pants
heavily, wiping sweat from his brow, “I just don’t have a lot of stamina.”
“It’s fine,” Aomine says
quickly, “we’re just having fun you know?”
“Care to add two more to
your game?” a voice says from behind.
The four players look
over their shoulders, eyes widening a bit at the sight of a huge purple haired boy standing next to
a shorter red head. It must have been the latter who spoke since the former’s
mouth is full of chips that he crunches.
“Sure,” Aomine answers
standing up. “Who are you guys?”
“I’m Akashi Seijuro and
this is Murasakibara Atsushi, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance…”
“Aomine,” he replies
pointing to the other boys as he introduces them.
Akashi smiles softly,
looking up at his tall companion. “Come on, Murasakibara, put down your chips
and let’s play.”
The purple giant
grumbles but does as instructed, brushing crumbs from his t-shirt as he walks
onto the court. He joins Kise and Midorima while Akashi is with Kuroko and
Aomine. With another player able to score on their team, the blue haired boys
start to close the gap in points between themselves and their opponents.
Akashi, after watching
Kuroko for a while, calls a time out and draws him aside. “Kuroko, I think it
would be better if you focused on passing more. Dribbling is not your strong
suit and your shots are making it harder for us because we have to get their
rebounds,” he says but with a gentleness that takes the sting out of the truth
of his words. Kuroko nods feebly, heading back to where the rest of the boys
stand waiting for them.
After the first pass, he
feels his heart lighten up a bit; he just may be good at something after all.
The six boys play until
almost sun down, each promising to return the following Saturday to play again
and bring someone else if they can so it can be more like a real game. As
Aomine makes his way home, his smile is bright and wide. He really loves this
game and it’s been a lot of fun getting to play with other boys who, while
maybe are not as good as him, take away the loneliness of playing by himself.
He thinks as he bounces
the ball in his hand, “I hope we all end
up at the same school in junior high, we could really dominate if we do!”
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