Spark | Kuroko no Basuke x OC

Win Some, Lose Some

His reasoning was simple—it adds excitement for when he actually faces them off on the court.

Meanwhile, their captain, who had been silently staring at the team brackets for the championship league, had a unreadable smile on his face. "Hm, it'll be interesting to see Tetsuya and Shintarou play against each other," he murmured to himself, passing the paper as well as the day's training regimen back to Mibuchi before excusing himself for the time being.

The Rakuzan team looked at each other and merely shrugged at their captain's odd behavior. They have learned to not question the redhead; after all, he was capable enough to become the captain of the team as a first-year, and not to mention that he was a dangerous one to cross.

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"...We won!"

Tomoko cheered happily as she ran up to her teammates, going in for the usual post-game hug. She was so proud of her team! With a score of 78 to 61, Seirin finally managed to defeat Senshinkan and pay them back for the two previous losses.

"We did it! You guys were so great out there!" she rambled on, a proud grin etched on her face as her team smiled back at her fondly.

"Amazing! They destroyed the king!"

"Seirin's really strong!"

On the other side of the gym, Takao glanced over at the celebrating team as he dribbled the ball between his legs. Oh, they won? He turned back to his own struggling opponents, Kirisaki Daiichi. This game's over, too. I'd like to say this is what we expected, but they didn't even give us their key players. Did they throw this game?

The ravenette passed the ball to his awaiting partner. Midorima jumped from his spot and scored just as the buzzer rang. The audience looked at the score with amazement; it was kind of surprising that Shutoku was leading by such a large margin since their opponents were known to be a strong team, but then again...

"Eh? Why is Kirisaki Daiichi's first string sitting over there?" a member on another team pointed out to his friend in surprise.

"What? Where?"

The two males looked over to Seirin's side of the bleachers and saw the entire first string lounging casually in the seats, watching the game instead of playing in their own. The five key players were watching Seirin for some reason.

"Shouldn't they be playing Shutoku?"

"Guess not..."

Not really understanding the reason behind the team's logic, the two males went about to do their own thing again.

Little did they know, the captain and coach of Kirisaki Daiichi, Hanamiya Makoto, threw the game so he could analyze Seirin closely. There was a satisfied smirk on the second-year's face as he watched the team below shake their defeated opponents' hands. At the same time, the final buzzer for the Shutoku-Kirisaki Daiichi game signaled the end of the match as well and the score turned out to be 123 to 51. Shutoku's win.

Hanamiya wasn't the least bit worried about being defeated by Shutoku. Hell, none of the other four that was with him were; they were more nonchalant and disinterested than anything.

"We lost to Shutoku, but our remaining two wins have been decided," he mused to his teammates sitting around him. He looked at a certain person below and chuckled darkly. "We're done analyzing here."

As the five first string players of Kirisaki Daiichi made their way out of the gymnasium, a pair of glaring emerald eyes was watching them go.

"Let's go, Takao," Midorima grumbled as he passed by Takao who was drinking some water. He's a talented player and Uncrowned King, just like Kiyoshi. However...