Finally managing to fulfill a request. Like seriously, the requests had been delayed for far too long. I am currently drowning in a sea of guilt.

Summary: Having had a club of many members, funding had always been an issue...and so every club members including the GOM and one shadow player helped...or at least some of them tried to.

Request by: Namikaze-chan.

Unbeta'ed. There will be mistakes.

~Funding~

Teiko Middle School Basketball Club. The club of more than a hundred members...which meant they were suppose to receive a larger amount of funds for their sports activities, right? Besides they do bring honor and countless victories for their school more than any other sports club combined.

...and yet funding had always been an issue.

"The club received the amount of funds for this month from the school treasurer but since we have too many members, the amount received I'm afraid is not enough in case emergencies happen nor will it be sufficient enough in case we'll have to restock on our club supplies" One Akashi Seijuro announced to all members of the basketball club during their early morning meeting.

"What are we going to do now, Akashi-kun?"

"I'm glad you asked, Tetsuya" The captain's eyes scanned the whole sea of players and a smirk played on his lips "I have decided that all of us will be pitching in an amount to help the club and it's members. Now I don't care how you'll get that money in as long as it's legal. I will not tolerate any actions that will tarnish the club's reputation"

"I suggest we use the school festival week" Midorima spoke as he held unto his lucky item, a roll of silver duck tape. "We can create our own booths and whatever profit we sum up will be used for the club"

"Good idea, Shintaro" Akashi slightly nodded at the suggestion "You can work as teams or individually. Also be sure to keep a track of your total earnings. The members with the least amount of profits will have their usual training menu quadrupled, understood?"

"Yes Captain!"

"Now back to practice" Akashi motioned for every member of the club to start moving "Satsuki, I want you to fix all needed requirements that we'll be needing for the festival week"

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

(Now let us skip onward to the festival week

...and to a group of rainbow haired basketball players

... And their super fantastic ideas of helping their basketball club.)

Murasakibara Atsushi for the sake of all those sweet stuff and savory goodness was banned from going near any food booth, unless he's buying, after he 'accidentally stuffed his mouth without him knowing' with half of the pastry dishes from the bread and pastry booth he was supposed to 'work in'
Also, the idea of him opening his own food booth was flushed down the drain when he already consumed half of his supposed merchandise even before the whole festival started.

Now what is he supposed to do to earn money for the club and not risk Akachin getting mad when the only interest he had so far involved food?

This is hard. Life would've been better if he could just relax and chew on a chocolate bar. It's not his case however and it sucks.

Ah maybe he should just threaten the other members to quit the basketball club and in that way, their club funds would then be sufficient enough and he wouldn't have to do something like this again. However doing that requires a lot of effort and he'd rather unwrap another candy bar.

See even in his current thoughts, there's food. Oh glorious food. Glorious foo-

"Uhm. Excuse us"

"Hm~" Murasakibara stared with boredom at the two girls in front of him, not really happy with the idea that his thoughts were interrupted.

"We're sorry but can you please help us? We desperately needed a tall person to help us reach on some boxes and obviously you're the tallest guy in this school"

"But I'm not interested in carrying boxes" Murasakibara began to walk away...

"Wait! Uhm...How about something in return for the favor? We can pay you! Yes, we'll pay you!" One of the girls pleaded "Please we just needed your help"

Murasakibara Atsushi paused on his track and looked back. If the two girls would pay him then he would have something to pitch in for the club and Akachin won't get mad and ban him from eating snacks inside the gym. "How much?"

15 minutes later...

"That's the last one. Thank you Murasakibara-san"

"Ah, here's your payment by the way. You've been a really great help"

"Here have this too. It's from America" One of the girls handed him a packet of mini marshmallows.

"Ah~ Thank you"

"Hey are you guys done yet? Can we borrow him to?" A guy, panting and sweating came into view followed by three others. The two girls from earlier giggled and one of them spoke "He's meant to be for hire"

"Oh! That's no problem! We'll pay you"

"Okay..." The player replied in between munching on those fluffy marshmallows.

(Total profit, day #1: 2,500 ¥ ; a packet of mini marshmallows; 3 bubblegum strips, a bottle of water, a pizza slice and discount coupons.)

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

"Are you buying that? If you will and you're not an Aries it'll bring you bad luck"

"I don't believe in some horoscope crap. I'm just buying for the sake of buying"

"Then please leave, Nanodayo"

"What? Hey man! Look I'm helping you out here!"

"I don't care Nanodayo, Oha-Asa horoscope is important"

"You're so fucking weird man!" The student walked away.

"Oh my gosh~ look at this stuffed bear!"

"OMG! Such a cutie~"

"Uhm. Excuse us but how much for the stuffed bear?"

"70 ¥ for a girl Leo, not for sale for any other zodiacs"

"Oh but I'm not a Leo..."One of the girls tried to look at the shooter with the best seductive look she could muster. "I actually failed to notice that you are on hell of a cutie. Can't you just let me have the teddy bear?"

However such flirtatious advances just won't work with one Midorima Shintaro "No"

"Let's just ditch, girl. He's cute but he's like this total weirdo we see in movies"

"Oh my god! Like you're so right! We gotta tweet about this"

"Hey, can we like post a photo of you on Instagram?"

Midorima twitched "If you're not buying then please leave, Nanodayo"

"Let's just go,girl"

"Aww~ I actually think he's bloggable"

Midorima inwardly cringed. Damn people who don't understand the beauty that is Oha-Asa.

(Total profit, day #1: 500 ¥ and a whole lot of weird looks.)

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

"This is violation of my human rights!"

"You have no right to do this to me!"

"What the fuck man!"

"Hey! stop that!"

"Mai-chan!"

"This is abomination! You are trespassing my holy land!"

"You will surely hear from our family lawyer!"

"Aomine Daiki, for selling out products unfit and improper for the students of Teiko Middle school, you are hereby given, as agreed upon by the student council together with the teachers and the school festivity organizers, a whole month of detention and 200 hours of local community service."

"What the fuck man!"

"...Or would you rather serve suspension from the basketball club?"

"...Fine"

(Total profit, day #1: 0¥ and a whole month of detention and 200 hours of local community service.)

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

"Uhm...Excuse me"

"Wha- Ghost!"

"How rude. I'm not a ghost"

"S-sorry! It's just that you're hard to notice and..."

"It's fine. I get that a lot"

"So... how may the Ghost busters club help you?"

"I heard you guys decided for a hunted mansion theme for the festival week and I need a job"

"Sorry but we do-"

"You are accepted!"

"But president, we don't have enough money in our budget for his payment"

"Nanami-san don't you realize that with someone like him, we'll likely to attract more customer and more customer meant more money"

"Kaicho, you're a genius! If we get that money, we can finally have enough in our budget to purchase the latest in ghost busting equipmentS"

"I can here you guys, you know"

"Sorry, anyways uhm..."

"Kuroko"

"Yeah, Kuroko-san. You've got yourself a job"

"Thank you"

... and the rest is a series of mini heart attacks that will forever be embedded into Teiko's history.

(Total profit, day #1: 8,000¥ and still counting...)

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

"Please help our club!"

"Oh my god! It's Ryota Kise!"

"Hi! Would you want to purchase some items? The profit will help the basketball club" Ryota charmingly smiled at his fangirls and even winked.

"Anything for you Kise-sama"

"Can you please sign the items?" A fangirl asked hopefully

"Sure~ I'll be happy to do that for you, ladies"

"Kyaaa!"

"Oh my gosh!"

"Please sign my posters!"

"Sign my photobook"

"Sign my special edition mugs!"

"Sign my boobs!"

"Yeah sign my boobs too!"

"Ah..." Kise started to nervously sweat "Calm down ladies... and I can't sign your uhm bo-" He ran away.

"After him!"

Ryota Kise inwardly wailed. How did things ended up like this? Curse good looks and charm!

(Total profit, day #1: ...not yet counted. He's too busy running away, he forgot to take his profit with him)

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

"You tell him!"

"No you do!"

"Why me? You get along him better than me, Aominechii!"

"Hah? Can you even hear your own words, Kise?"

"Don't look at me like that Murasakibara"

"But Midochin is vice captain, he should do it"

"What? I am not suicidal, Nanodayo"

"Maybe we should just let him be, it's less troublesome"

"I agree with Aominechii"

"Excuse me..."

"Kurokochii!"

"Damn it Tetsu! Stop scaring me shitless!"

"Sorry Aomine-kun. May I ask what's going on?"

"It's Akachin..."

"What about Akashi-kun?"

"Well, you see Kurokochii, someone should tell Akashichii that not everyone is interested in buying his products"

"What is Akashi-kun selling?"

"Scissors"

"..."

"..."

"I see"

"Kurochin should tell Akachin"

"That's right Tetsu, Akashi's got a soft side on you and he'd less likely to get mad"

"Please help us Kuroko- eh? Kurokochii is gone!"

"I can't believe he actually ditched us, Nanodayo" Midorima twitched in annoyance.

...iOiOiOiOiOi...

Akashi Seijuro is currently cursing under his breath. Only three costumers so far and no one else seemed to have any interest in buying a pair of scissors.

Imbeciles.

Don't these mere lowlifes of a human being not know the greatness that comes with a pair of shiny and sharp scissors? Unacceptable.

Akashi emitted a dark, scary aura... and for some reason, okay the dark-ish aura actually had something to do with it, people started flocking towards his booth and began purchasing scissors.

The rest of the first string members can only gape with disbelief.

(Total profit, day #1: 2, 625¥ and a sea of potential minions)

Ah, sorry I don't know what else to put...

I'm going to be working on another request next. And oh, taking more requests would be closed for now. I think you guys know why.