Title: Love Hoop: Overdrive

Rating: T

DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and Kuroko no Basket belongs to Tadatoshi Fujimaki. Two respected mangaka! I do not own the characters in any way nor the story plot. Only the idea of this fanfiction!

MizukixTsukiyomi's Notes: After over a year in wait, the sequel to Love Hoop is about to start! I need to share that this crossover has been the most fun I have ever had in writing, and it has a lot to do with the characters and interactions. I love to write the comedy, especially writing Kagome with her groups of basketball idiots. But before you read, there is something important I must share about why this story is starting, I do hope you take the time to read through it.

This sequel was not supposed to start until next year, but I decided to start on it although the ideas are still rough and unpolished. In fact, I am writing this without outline. In the beginning of October, I received heavy news about a dear friend, Michi, who some of you may know as joker2113. She passed away. She was the first ever reader, fan, supporter, and someone who became so dear to me in the end. It pains me that I was not able to be there for her enough, and I wanted to let you all know that each and everyone of you are special to me. I know I say it, but please know I mean it. I notice you all and love you all.

So I am dedicating this story to her as it was one of her favorites.

Michi, I'm sorry, but I want you to know that I will never stop loving you.

I do hope you all enjoy, and as I wrote this story, they were in my mind the whole time. Please read it with love and understand that this is not a story to send in hate. Please.

Chapter 01: Losses Ignite War

"How are your grades?"

"Passing."

"How is the family?"

"They are doing well?"

"How is Seirin treating you? Respecting you?"

Brow twitching at the wave of questions, the former priestess went silent allowing her glare to do the talking. When she received a call from her long-time wolf friend to come to his office in Shibuya, she did not think it would end up becoming an interview of sorts. Here she was sitting on one of the comfiest leather seats across his desk as he sat behind it.

"Why are you asking like a worried father, Kouga?"

Uncrossing his arms, Kouga leaned forward slamming his fist on the cherry wooden surface. "It is my job to be worried! You are already in your second year in high school and I, Kouga," he placed his hand over his chest, "have taken the decision to support your future."

Her eyebrow twitched again.

"Not to mention," Kouga sniffled as he wiped away the single tear hanging from the corner of his eye, "you were so busy in this year's Inter-High that I barely saw you, let alone talk to you!"

"You really are acting like a father who is giving his daughter away on her wedding day." Sighing under her breath, Kagome crossed her arms. "Besides, you know this year's Inter-High wasn't…the best."

Coming down from his pouting, Kouga's brow accompanied his smirk. "Take it that Kagami and Kuroko didn't take it well?"

"No, not them," Kagome huffed, "Riko-senpai. She drilled them non-stop the next day in practice." The horror on their faces the next after school club meeting was one they all had been dreading. But she could not blame Riko entirely. There was a lot of pressure from them as a team after last year's Winter Cup and one of the biggest matches in high school history. Of course, the results that came from their second Inter-High was a letdown.

Taking a few seconds to read her silence and her thoughtful expression, Kouga could not help but chuckle. "Looks like Seirin has really hit your soft spot."

Kagome's eyes fluttered.

"Not that I blame you." He shrugged, "you have a talent for the sport and for scouting if you ask me. You told me that you didn't know what you were doing in a basketball team even after winning the Winter Cup, yet you are still with them." His brow crooked upwards. "Perhaps you could look into sports management for a career? I got connections."

Exhaling, Kagome shook her head. "It's only a club, Kouga. I told you that it was only a hobby during my high school career. We all see it that way."

"We?" He questioned back.

"Yeah, we-," she blinked meeting his amused expression before rolling her eyes, "forget it, I don't want to talk about this. I know you are pushing me to come and work here, and I told you I want to do things on my own not because of connections. Besides, I am only a second year in high school and my 'career' planning is still way in the future."

He winked, "I could help though-." Blinking at the sight of her smile, he knew he could not rush her. Kagome was always going to be the Kagome he knew no matter how many years passed by. This was the girl that had the guts to go against the most hated half-demon in all the feudal era to having confronted an emperor of courts in her era.

She truly had guts.

"Fine, fine, I hear you. Then, go be with your boys."

An explosion of red rose to her cheeks. The emphasizes on the last word had them thinking on the same people, and honestly, she was becoming tired that everyone was still teasing her about the "harem". And she had to question this harem. What harem? There was none. What she had was a daycare.

A. Freaking. Day. Care. Of. Teens.

Snickering at her threatening glare, Kouga opened his left drawer. "I am only teasing you, Kagome."

"Yeah, stop." She huffed. "I know exactly who you are talking about and you and I know that I end up having to break up an argument here and there between them."

Kouga had to give the girl some credit. Dealing with the now legends of the courts was no easy task, yet she had them all wrapped around her finger. Every single one of them. And here she was oblivious.

He clicked his tongue, "you really haven't changed."

"What?"

"Here." Deciding to change the subject before anymore questioning occurred, and glares, Kouga slid a ticket across his desk and towards the priestess. "What you have requested is here."

Kagome's eyes lit up as she saw the ticket before grabbing it. "You got me the ticket?!"

"Of course!" He scoffed. "Your man here is capable of a lot of things! I can even put your name on this company! Just tell me the command-!"

"Sesshomaru-sama would murder you."

Kouga's blinked before his pout returned. Slumping back in his tawny leather chair, Kouga shook his head. "Really gotta take the fun like that, huh?"

She smirked back, "protecting you, actually." Looking back down at the ticket in her hands, she felt her giddy emotions bubbling. She would be able to see them again. She had promised him to come, but after making that declaration, she cursed herself for being stupid. Most of the tickets had been sold out and she wanted to come. After all, she owed him big time.

"Makes me jealous that the kids got your attention like that." Kouga scoffed.

"Stop, you're an old man now."

He loved her, but that comment always hit him hard. Holding back the twitch on his eyebrow, Kouga cleared his throat. "Well, I know you didn't like that I immediately accepted to get you this ticket, but I like it when you use me, Kagome. I may not be your man, but I did promise you I would always take care of you no matter what. No matter how little or big your needs and wants were, right?"

"I know," she smiled back, "but you are special to me and I am happy just having you guys present here with me."

Cracking the same soft smile back, Kouga nodded as his head hung down. "You may want to go now before you see me crying. That would ruin the image you have of me."

Standing up from her seat, her eyebrow crooked up, "the one of a wolf kidnapping and suddenly wanting to make me his wife?"

He opened his eyes and raised his head back to meet her smug expression. "I…I'm an old man; I can't remember what you are talking about."

"Uh-huh." Shaking her head, she waved him a goodbye before heading out the double wooden doors and exiting.

Hearing her footsteps disappear further away from his office, Kouga rested the back of his head on the head rest of his leather chair. Eyes glued on the ceiling, his thoughts wandered on the possibility of Kagome's future doing something with the company. He was sure Sesshomaru would have no issues, and she had proven her worth working with Seirin and going against the other teams. But she was right, she was only just a high school girl and needed to enjoy her youth.

"Don't rush her."

"No matter how old you get, you never drop that habit of eavesdropping, do you, fox?" Head dropping slightly towards his right shoulder, Kouga's facial expression shifted with boredom. To his right he saw the orange haired fox leaned against the door frame leading to his own office. "Did you have a reason why you concealed yourself so Kagome didn't sense you," his brow rose once again, "Shippou?"

"Was curious about her thoughts, too." He shrugged before popping in the small lollipop into his mouth.

"Curious, huh?" Smirking, Kouga sighed and looked at his computer screen and the emails awaiting his reply. "She has a lot of potential."

"I will admit she has it. She always did." Pushing himself off the door frame, Shippou made his way further into office before facing the wide windows behind Kouga's desk. "You won't separate her that easily from them."

A harsh click on the mouse was heard; Shippou looked over his shoulder.

He popped the lollipop out of his mouth, "hit a nerve?"

Before Kouga could reply, his attention was pulled towards the screen of his phone the moment it lit up. Hesitant to pick it up – knowing it was work related – Kouga reached for it.

Shippou allowed a few minutes to pass by as he observed the wolf glare at the message he was sent and grumble as he typed his reply. The moment Kouga put his phone in his pants pocket and got up from his seat, Shippou knew it was time to go. "He called you? Don't tell me they are already here?"

"Yeah," he sighed. Adjusting the maroon jacket of his suit, he grabbed his car keys and headed towards the exit of his office. "In about forty-five minutes. I am pissed Sesshomaru decided to sign a contract with Edidas and had to follow their requirements."

"Ah," Shippou followed him out of his office, "so the rumors are true?"

"There were other teams Edidas could have picked for this friendly match, but no, they had to go with them."

Shippou chuckled at the discomfort on Kouga's face, "and the best part is that you have to babysit them."

"Shut it or I'll make you come, too."

Placing his phone in the inside pocket of his jacket, Kouga sighed as he saw the hundreds of reporters waiting outside the arrival gates of the airport. And here he had thought they could leave the place smoothly without any disturbances.

"Who got the word out this fast?" Kouga questioned as he stopped in front of the screens displaying the arrival times.

"In this era, no one can keep a secret that long."

Catching a glance of the brunette male and former basketball player from the corner of his eyes, Kouga could not help but continue to judge his suit. "Your dressed like a player, Kagetora."

Laughing at his compliment, Kagetora adjusted his suit once again before taking off his sunglasses. "I have to dress to impress, don't I?"

"To a bunch of kids?" Attention now on the reporters, Kouga knew they were going to waste at least an hour in he airport once their guests came out. The last thing he wanted was to waste an hour with them in a place like this. There were better things he could be doing. "You could have picked them up yourself."

"Me?" Kagetora scoffed. "Didn't Sesshomaru-san put you in charge for this?"

"I wasn't the one who put my name on the contract; it should've been Sesshomaru coming and picking them up." Although the idea of Sesshomaru doing that could result in more damage. The former lord hated the sight of reporters and having them hold him back would have had him exploding.

With that fear in his mind, both Kagetora and Kouga were fished out of their conversation the moment the reporters' voices and cameras switched on. A stampede of reporters rushed in for the close up as a group of tall foreign males made their debut in Japan.

Scoffing at the sight of the males, Kagetora watched as one of the tallest males walked in front of the group wearing a black hoodie trying to hide his short silver hair and showcasing his gold chains around his neck. Kagetora raised a brow noticing the grin on the dark-skinned male as he finally made eye contact with one of the female reporters despite his sunglasses still being on.

"Jason Silver," Kagetora whispered, watching the woman question the male, "apparently two-hundred and ten centimeters tall and has the position of center in the team."

Kouga remained silent watching the female deliver another question in English.

"You guys have been going to different countries and this is your final stop in the series. Are you excited about the upcoming match against university students?" She directed the microphone to him as high as she could.

"Huh?!"

The reported 'eeped' upon hearing his grunt.

"Excited?" Jason repeated. "I wouldn't say I am excited about a little child's game, but I am more excited about getting your number and getting together in my hotel room. Why don't you note down my room number and-," Jason blinked before turning his head towards his other American teammates, "-wait, what was my room number again?"

"Idiot," another tall and muscular male with a black buzz cut laughed, "we haven't even checked into our hotel."

Jason's laughed echoed loudly, "ah, right!"

"Ain't he charming." Kouga crossed his arms as he watched the reporters taken back by their inflated ego. He could see why Sesshomaru gave him this job.

"Jason, stop it."

The firm tone silenced everyone, even to the faintest whisper as eyes landed on the medium-long haired blonde dressed in a casual yet stylish white coat and pants. His smile was sent to the startled female reporter before the same smile shifted to a smirk. "Of course, we are looking forward to the match. It is our duty to give it our best. I just heard that there will be some tickets available at the door, so please, come see us and bring your family."

Kouga and Kagetora did not miss the blush landing on the reporter's face.

"T-Thank you for your comment."

"Talk about taking control." Kagetora scoffed noticing the tribal tattoo peeking out on his neck from the blonde man's olive-green scarf. "That is what you call a leader. Nash Gold Junior, also known as the 'The Magician' and captain of The Jabberwock team. Should we go now?"

"Don't want to." Kouga stuck out his tongue. "I didn't sign up to babysit."

Patting the wolf's back, Kagetora tried to ease the tension that had been felt the second they made their appearance. "It can't be that bad." Then again…

Making his way forward, Kouga cleared his throat to get Jabberwock's attention. "Yo."

"Oh?" Nash grinned, "our guides. Nice to meet you."

"Yeah," Kouga smirked back, "a real pleasure."

…they were an infamous team.

"What?! With Jabberwock!?"

Nodding to Izuki's shock, Riko looked over the drills planned for today's practice as the rest of the team members warmed up. "Yeah, I heard that Kouga-san was going too. Don't know the rest of the details, but Kouga-san wanted my dad to work with him on this upcoming match. Dad gave me two tickets for tomorrow morning's match; anyone want to go with me?"

"Me!" Koganei raised his arm. "I wanna go! I have been trying to get tickets! Pick me-omf!"

Clamping Koganei's mouth shut with his hand, Izuki leaned closer to his ear. "Hold it! This is the perfect opportunity for him to go!"

"Eh?" Koganei blinked. "What are you talking about?"

Smug smirk on his face, Izuki turned his head towards the Seirin captain. "Hyuuga, go with the coach."

"Huh!?" He shouted with reddened cheeks. "Why me?!" He quickly pointed a finger at the red head dunking the ball into the hoop. "Kagami should go! He would like that!"

"Don't worry," Izuki's smile widened, "we will be watching the game on TV. Go and have fun with the coach! But remember! Make the shot! Take her heart with your clutch shooting!"

Hyuga's brow twitched the moment Izuki's hand landed on his palm and he gave him a thumbs up with his other hand. The grin Izuki held was beginning to blind him, and he was sure there was a plan behind his pushing. "You really are pissing me off."

"Actually," Riko tapped her chin with her finger, "I think my father mentioned that Kagome-chan was going."

"Eh?!" They all exclaimed before heads swiftly turned to their manager. "You got tickets, Kagome-chan!?"

Reacting to her name, the called girl looked up from her clipboard before turning her head over her shoulder to see her seniors with gawked looks. "H-Huh?"

"You got tickets to the Jabberwock game?!" Koganei asked again. "Can we-!?"

"Sorry," she laughed nervously, "Kouga-san gave me only one ticket…".

Koganei snapped his fingers before giving out a pout. "Darn."

"Kouga-san gave you a ticket?"

Attention back on the duo she had been keeping eye on, Kagome noticed the phantom player of their team holding the basketball between his hands, putting a pause in his warm up. "Yeah, I asked him for one. He didn't make a promise about getting it, but he gave it to me yesterday. Sorry I didn't get one for you, Kuroko-kun." Now that she thought about it, she should have requested more tickets, but she knew tickets were scarce now. The game was the talk of the year.

A smile decorated the boy's lips, "no worries. We know how much Kouga-san appreciates you. Asking a ticket for all of us would have been to much. Go have fun."

"You sure?" She asked.

Kuroko nodded.

Before she could continue with the conversation, another heavy dunk echoed inside the gym. All heads turned towards their ace coming back down on his feet as sweat doubled on his face and began to drench his shirt.

"Looks like he isn't letting go yet, huh?" Kagome sighed.

Kuroko shook his head, "Kagami-kun isn't one to take a loss that easily."

"So he is mad at the results of the Inter-High?" Furihata asked as he came to join them. "Still?"

"Eh!? Isn't it enough to just make it onto that court?!" One of the first-years exclaimed, a little startled to hear the echoes of the dunks.

Kagome and the rest of Seirin sighed simultaneously, making the rest of the first-years confused. Why were they all sighing? What was with the sighing? What was with the no answers?

"You're kidding?" Furihata turned to the first-years. "You stupid first-year. Is your heart that weak? You are gonna end up having to confess naked." The coach's threat repeated in their heads. They had all believed the old tradition to be over after winning the Winter Cup, but she had only made it worse by making them declare it in Shibuya in front of countless people.

The first-years gulped as they saw their seniors tremble in fear. Was the coach really that harsh? They had heard the coach and manager being females, and although that had been a motivator to join, they also wanted to join the team that had won against Rakuzan.

"S-So Kagami-senpai is angry about losing?" The first-year asked as he saw the ace swiping the sweat off his forehead.

Crossing her arms, Kagome exhaled. "He is just a different case; they are monsters who only have eyes for the sport."

"Not necessarily~." Sliding to join Kagome, Riko clicked her tongue. "I think the anger may reside more at the fact that the others tried to take you away."

"Others?" She blinked back. "What are you talking about?"

The Seirin second and third years blinked with blank emotion. 'She…is still oblivious!?'

Lips parted with the straw as she saw the tray of burgers landing in front of her. Eyes fluttering at the mountain of burgers, Kagome began to count.

"Stop counting them!"

"Fifteen." She commented as she saw the red head sliding his seat out to join her. "That is unusual. You usually go for like ten after practice, Kagami-kun."

Grunting at her words, Kagami unwrapped the first burger before taking a big bite. "I'm annoyed, okay?" He chewed while holding his glare.

Kagome nodded silently. She understood the lingering feelings of the matches they had played during the Inter-High, but that had already been a week ago. It was time to focus on the upcoming Winter Cup. Like always. It also did not help that Riko had doubled their training the next day, especially Kagami's and Kuroko's.

"Kagami-kun just got cocky."

Kagome's took a glance of the phantom player beside her; Kagami choked on his burger the moment he made eye contact with him.

"O-Oi" Kagami shouted. "W-What the hell!? You ordered after me! When did you get here?!"

"I just got a milkshake." Kuroko lifted his cup.

"W-Why didn't you say something?!" Kagami shifted the accusation to Kagome.

She shrugged back, "it's always funny to see you get scared."

The corner of Kagami's lip twitched before he shook it off. He knew the girl was all about teasing him. "So, you are going to the Jabberwock game, huh? Why again?"

"Senpai asked if I could come and watch him and the others." She replied before continuing to sip on her milkshake.

"Senpai?" Kagami stopped in his chewing.

Kuroko curiously blinked back; Kagome only stared back with the only reply being her slurps.

"They are going to get jealous you know." Kagami exhaled knowing there was no way of getting answers out of Kagome that easily. "If they find out, you are only asking for annoying questions."

"Kagami-kun is one of those people." Kuroko added.

"Shut it! I don't get jealous! And look! I am only saying that don't cause trouble at the game! You have this thing about you where you bring in attention."

The priestess's brow twitched. What the hell was that supposed to mean? She avoided trouble, she did not seek it. He was talking crazy. Besides, what kind of attention could she even try to bring even if she wanted to?

A ringing to Kagami's phone caught their attention, interrupting their conversation. Excusing the sudden call, Kagami reached for his phone in his back pocket before eyes widened slightly at the name. After three rings, Kagami decided to answer and place the phone on his ear.

"Hello…?"

Kuroko and Kagome observed quietly, unable to hear the conversation on the other side. By the looks of it, the other person had a lot to say because Kagami was silent and it was not until his pupils dilated again that Kagome and Kuroko shared a glance.

"Seriously?" Kagami whispered. "America…?"

Kagome's brows furrowed with concern. Had something happened with his family?

"Y-Yeah…," Kagami nodded, "I will. Thanks." Ending the call, Kagami was left staring at the screen on his phone.

"Um," Kuroko cleared his throat, "what was that about?"

Unsure how to answer, Kagami put his phone away and proceeded with his meal.

Kagome raised a brow catching the uneasiness in his aura. "Oi, you suck at hiding things; you are making it more obvious."

Pausing in the middle of his chewing and with puffed cheeks of food, Kagami glared at the girl across from him. He had forgotten that she could read more than just facial expressions. Swallowing, Kagami sighed and looked at the tray in front of him. "Alex called."

"Alex?" Kuroko repeated. "Your teacher?"

Kagami nodded, "it's nothing big, but she just wanted to let me know that um, there was something she wanted to talk about later."

"Was it important?" Kuroko asked.

As Kagami gave him a 'no', Kagome could not help but keep her eyes on the red head. His aura was saying something else, but deciding it was best for him to say on his terms, she did not ask for more. He would tell them when he was ready.

Hopefully.

Stretching out her sore muscles, Riko carefully made her way downstairs. Creating drills was becoming a task every night, especially when she needed to think about the first-years who were complete rookies. Then again, she now had Kagome to help with that. Letting out a yawn, Riko stopped at the last step on the stairs as she saw the front door to her house opening. The coach blinked at the sight of her father sluggishly coming into the front.

"Papa?" Watching him slowly take off his shoes, Riko noticed his suit adorning heavy wrinkles and a few stains here and there. "Did you barely get done with work…? I thought you were Jabberwock's guide?"

"I am." Kagetora sighed barely able to keep his eyes wide open. "But I'm coming back from the cabaret club in Roppongi-oomf!"

Kicking her father down, Riko's anger burst out. "What the hell!? You mean you were having fun in that place?! I am ashamed! No! You should be ashamed!"

"H-Hold on, Riko-tan!" He held his palms up defensively as he dodged her slipper. "It's not like that! I promise! I went with the Jabberwock brats."

Riko blinked, "what…? Wait, aren't they like about my age?"

Sighing under his breath, Kagetora rubbed the sore spot on his back. "They wanted to go there; they didn't do much except chat up some girls here and there. During the day it was all the usual touristy things and data collection with Kouga. Kouga then had to leave for another meeting and left me in charge. When night rolled in, they said they wanted to go to the cabaret."

She blinked again, "the fact that you know such a place is questionable."

"D-Don't misunderstand, Riko-tan!" The headache was finally pulsing, and he knew the real mess was going to be dealt with the next day. "The problem is once Kouga finds out what these brats did."

"What did they do?"

Rubbing his temple, Kagetora had to hold back the sarcasm. "It's too much to describe in words, but it was a mistake to take them there…". The memory of the trashed cabaret was something he wanted to shove in the back of his mind, but he knew Kouga was going to get mad with that upcoming bill. "They're not just some regular brats pitching a fit. My stomach is starting to hurt thinking about tomorrow's match."

"Alright." Crossing off the Friday on her calendar, Kagome tapped the top edge of her pen on her nose. "Tomorrow's match is in the morning. I need to catch the train, or I will be catching the morning rush." Setting her pen in her pencil case, her eyes were drawn to her phone the second it lit up.

From Kasamatsu (10:00 PM) – Glad that you are coming tomorrow. See you there.

The corner of the priestess's lips curved upwards before typing her reply.

From Kagome (10:01 PM) – Good luck, senpai!

As she lowered her phone back on her night stand, she saw another message on the front screen. A brow rose noticing it was the group chat. 'S-Seriously? At this hour?'

Hesitant to open it, Kagome slowly clicked the message only to find a long text of only heart emojis and the final message wishing her a goodnight.

From Blonde Baka (10:02 PM) – Goodnight, my lovely Kagomecchi! Dream of the angel who loves you!

From Green Baka (10:03 PM) – Go to sleep, idiot, nanodayo.

From Blonde Baka (10:03 PM) – It wasn't for you Midorimacchi!

From Blue Aho (10:04 PM) – So why send it in the group chat. By the way, you are no angel.

From Blonde Baka (10:05 PM) – Kagomecchi! They are bullying me!

From Red Emperor (10:05 PM) – Kise, let's respect that she may be asleep.

From Purple Giant (10:05 PM) – When are we going to Tokyo Disneyland?

Kagome's brow twitched again. W-What? Where did this come from?

From Green Baka (10:07 PM) – Since when do you want to go there?

From Tiger (10:08 PM) – That place is for kids. You would literally stand out.

From Purple Giant (10:08 PM) – There is a new dessert I want to try. Gome-chin, let's go~.

From Kuroko-kun (10:10 PM) – Everyone, she's probably asleep. She is going to the Jabberwock match tomorrow.

From Blonde Baka (10:10 PM) – WHAT?!

From Blue Aho (10:10 PM) – WHAT?!

'This can go on forever'. Starting to type out a reply, Kagome held back a chuckle.

From Kagome (10:11 PM) – Goodnight, bakas.

Deciding to place the screen down on the night stand, Kagome knew the messages would continue back and forth. She had an early morning the next day, and she did not want to lose sleep because the idiots decided that they wanted to text at this hour. Pulling her hair up into a high ponytail, she then turned off the lamp on her night stand before getting under her covers.

"Let's see, Kouga said to meet him near the…". Looking up from her phone, Kagome turned her head left then right to find the location detailed on the message. The growing crowds was not helping in this lost situation. The priestess sighed as she looked at the time. And she was thirty minutes early. Who would have thought the game would have been interesting for a lot of people. She was especially taken back that people were coming to see a game that was taking place on an outside court rather than inside. 'Perhaps the Winter Cup got some people interested in the sport.'

Walking through the street food aisle, Kagome stopped the second she saw both Riko wearing a red hat and regular t-shirt and Hyuuga paying for the takoyaki. "Ah, Riko-senpai! Hyuuga-senpai!"

The duo turned their heads to the call of their names to see their manager trying to make her way towards them as smoothly as she could without bumping into others.

"Kagome-chan!" Riko greeted with a wide smile. "You made it!"

"Yeah," she replied with a light pant, "although I can't find Kouga anywhere."

"Kouga-san?" Hyuuga repeated. "Why do you need him? Aren't you going to sit at the bleachers?"

"Uh," Kagome scratched her cheek, "he got me a ticket to sit with them on court-side."

"Eh!?" Hyuuga shouted. "Court-side?! H-How?!" Hyuuga watched as Kagome gave a sheepish grin before he sighed. If the ticket was coming from Kouga, then that made a lot of sense. "So Kasamatsu-san invited you, huh?" He had heard from Riko as they were on their way to the game, and honestly, he was surprised Kagome had kept in touch with some of them.

Kagome nodded back, "technically speaking, yes."

"Not sure how Kise-kun would take that." With a smirk, Riko popped in a hot takoyaki into her mouth as she received Kagome's blank look.

"Attention everyone, the game will begin in twenty minutes. Please be careful as you make your way to the bleachers."

"Well," Kagome looked up at the speakers, "that should be my queue to be quicker in my search for Kouga."

"Good luck!" Riko called out as she waved Kagome off.

"Yes! And Hyuuga-senpai!"

The called captain blinked noticing the priestess cupping the sides of her lips with her hands.

"Don't mess it up!"

"SHUT UP!"

"Mess it up?" Riko blinked. "What is she talking about?"

'What backstage? What V.I.P?' Kagome grunted as she lowered the phone screen again and found nothing of what Kouga had described. The wolf probably thought there was going to be a lavish area for them and they ended up getting an outside court. "I can't find the entrance. Maybe where there is heavy security?" Adjusting the simple short-sleeve white t-shirt into her black skinny pants, Kagome was cursing her dumb decision to wear the pants. Black with humidity was not a good idea.

Deciding to continue forward and trying to separate from the crowds, Kagome looked back down on her phone to send a message to Kouga. Kagome's brows furrowed as she continued to type her message. "I need to hurry." As Kagome's head rose, she found herself meeting a wall. "A-Ah….". Rubbing her nose, Kagome's eyes snapped open to find the wall moving and having interrupted a talk. "Oh," she blinked, noticing the wall had actually been a blonde foreign male who was talking to a Japanese woman, "sorry."

Kagome gulped noticing the long sleeve barely able to hide the tribal tattoo peeking out of his neck and down to his wrist. Her eyes scanned him upwards to see the double piercing on his left ear and landing on his piercing gaze.

"Are you okay?" The woman asked in Japanese.

"Y-Yeah…". Kagome answered as she lowered her hand from her nose.

"Sorry about that. Hope I didn't hurt you too much."

Eyes back on the foreign male, Kagome's focus tightened noticing the smirk he harbored before they noticed the controlled embracing his body. 'He's…'.

"I do apologize." He spoke.

Kagome blinked, catching the heavy accent on his Japanese.

"I do hope I didn't ruin that pretty face of yours."

"Yeah….," she raised a brow, "hope you didn't." Before she could ask who he was, the female who she caught dressed as a staff member came forth.

"Oh! Are you Higurashi-san?" She asked.

Kagome nodded.

The female smiled as she gave a sigh of relief. "We have been looking for you! Kouga-san said that you were late and we were to take you with him. Come! We need to hurry! The game is about to start!" As she turned to let Kagome walk ahead first, she turned to the blonde male with a light blush. "G-Gold-san, I am afraid I cannot accept the invitation. But please go to your team before you're late."

Kagome looked over her shoulder; her brows furrowed. Team? Was he-?

"Higurashi-san."

Eyes returned on the staff member.

"This way please."

Left watching the backs of the women head to the direction of the court, the blonde male snickered. The girl had been unfazed the moment his eyes met hers. If anything, she was ready to argue back when he had commented about her face.

"Yo, Nash. We gotta kick some ass."

Nash chuckled, "yeah, we do. Let's go. Get everyone together, Jason."

Noticing the amused expression on his captain, Jason also could not help but mimic. "Something got you excited?"

"Just a little surprised that some Japanese women have some guts, that's all."

"Kagami! Hurry! It's gonna start!"

"Hold up!" The tiger shouted back as he balanced the bowl of popcorn on one hand and holding a few bottles of soda in the other. Coming out of the kitchen and into his living room, he was amazed how quick the Seirin team made themselves at home. After they had planned to watch the game on TV, he never imagined them all saying his house at the same time. Even the first-years were present to watch the game.

Kagami sighed as he set the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table before feeling someone taking the drinks from his hand.

"Need help, Kagami-kun?" Kuroko asked.

"Well, you already took the drinks." He scoffed with a grin. "Are they out now?"

Kuroko's attention landed back on the TV. "Almost, but I didn't see Kagome-chan."

"She's not gonna be on TV, idiot." Kagami scoffed again as he took his seat on the couch. "The game is gonna focus on the players and that is it."

"Kouga-san, Kagetora-san, I have brought, Higurashi-san."

Both males turned their heads to the right as they sat on the bench reserved for their university team. Kouga immediately smirked as he saw Kagome giving him a scowl. "Did you find the place okay?"

"I was taken here," she glared. "Does it look like I found the place? I was going to be late because you don't know how to send directions correctly through text." Huffing, she saw the female staff member give her a bow before returning it herself. Waiting for her to leave them alone, Kagome was left staring at the empty court as the host began to fire up the crowd.

"Glad that you were able to come, Kagome-chan. The other Seirin members didn't give you a hard time because you came, right?" Kagetora questioned.

Looking to her left, Kagome shook her head with a smile. "Not at all. In fact, I saw Riko-senpai at the food stalls with the captain."

A vein throbbed on Kagetora's forehead. "You telling me that Riko-tan chose him?"

Kagome blinked back. Oops.

"Ma, ma," Kouga patted Kagetora's back, "I am sure he is treating her well! He is a gentleman!"

"OKAA-SAN!"

Jolted by the name, Kagome turned her head over her shoulder to see a blur of orange come towards her before she was picked up by a pair of strong arms. "O-Oi-!" Blinking to the owner of the orange hair now buzzed cut at the sides and a gold piercing on his right ear. "S-Shippou?"

"Oi," Kouga stood from his seat, "you are gonna get her embarrassed."

"Like you are one to talk." Sticking out his tongue at the wolf, Shippou gently placed Kagome back down on her feet.

"Did you get tickets, too?" Kagome asked.

Chuckling, Shippou adjusted his olive colored jacket before giving a smug look, "I annoyed the wolf until he gave me one."

Watching Kouga argue with the fox about Shippou having swiped away the ticket from his desk, Kagome was left silent. No matter how many years passed by, they never changed. If anything, they were more mischievous and confident.

"So," Kagome spoke coming to stand next to the bench, "where are they?"

Smirking, Kagetora checked the time on his watch. "They should be coming out soon."

"Ara, ara~ this is nostalgic."

Hearing the smirk, the priestess looked over her shoulder to see the Japanese team dressed in white and blue jerseys walking towards their bench with smiles. Kagome's eyes landed on the black-haired male with a stretched smirk as he pushed his glasses in. A smirk she knew too well to the point she could hear it.

"Imayoshi-senpai!" Was that really Too's former captain? But…the hair? "You cut your hair?!"

He smiled as he stood before her, "handsome, huh?"

"Oh! It's Seirin's manager!"

Her attention was fished out to the rest of the members coming behind Imayoshi and joining the bench side. Her eyes traveled the height of the tallest member; the former Yosen captain stood proud and grinning. "O-Okamura-san!"

Tears streamed down his eyes, "I-I didn't get a 'senpai'?!"

"When were you ever close to her?" The light-brunette haired male came in with a deadpanned expression.

"Miyaji-san?" Kagome blinked, taken back by all the familiar faces. Kouga had never shared the details off the team he was creating with Kagetora. All she had heard was one member's name and that was it.

"Yo!" Miyaji greeted. "Kasamatsu told us you would be here."

"Shut up!"

Smiling at the sight of the black-haired male coming in last with a blush, she could not help but release a soft chuckle. Even as a college student, he easily flustered. "Kasamatsu-senpai."

His eyes landed on the priestess who stood beside their coaches. Quickly breaking the eye contact, Kasamatsu cleared his throat. "T-Thank you for coming today."

"Wouldn't miss it, especially when you asked if I wanted to come." Since the news of Jabberwock coming into Japan broke out nationwide, Kasamatsu had tried his best to get her a ticket, but to no luck. It had ended up with Kagome telling him she would use her connection this one time. "Are you all prepared?"

"Well," Imayoshi answered, "it's a friendly game, but we are still taking it seriously. Kouga-san and Kagetora-san trained us well."

"Still say we should have had this girl with us." Miyaji pointed at the petite girl with his thumb.

Pointing at herself, Kagome blinked. "Me? Why me?"

"You helped Seirin beat Rakuzan, didn't you?" He smiled back. "Maybe you could give us a few pointers here and there."

Letting him laugh it out, Kagome sweat dropped. If only he knew the background story to all of that. It was not just basketball that she had dealt with. There was a reason why the group chat was called 'Basketball Kinder'.

"Hopefully Kagome-chan here will join us one day, but…," patting Miyaji's shoulder, Imayoshi smiled at the girl, "but for now she is taking care of another group, aren't ya?"

She crossed her arms, "they can take care of themselves."

"Ma, ma!" Kagetora interrupted knowing this talk was going to make them lose focus. "We can talk about those idiots later, but right now, we got a game to win, right?" The corner of his lips stretched as he turned to face the other side of the court where the American team gathered with their black hoodies hiding their faces. "Let's kick their asses."

"Now then! Thank you for waiting!"

Attention landed on the host standing in the middle of the court as the crowd's excitement doubled in volume.

"Soon, the amazing street basketball steam that needs no introduction, Jabberwock! Their exhibition match will be starting! Are we excited?!" Waiting for the wave of shouts to dwindle, the announcer presented a stretched arm towards the left side of the court, "but first! Let's introduce the special Japanese team going up against Jabberwock!"

"Do your best."

The team looked over to the priestess sending them off with a thumbs-up before they all smiled back. They kind of understood why they had an attraction to her since the beginning of last year with the basketball matches. Her support was soothing.

"Presenting Team Strky!"

"Oh," Hyuuga blinked as he saw the former high school basketball players walking onto the court, "it's those guys!"

"Woah…," Riko put a pause in her chewing, "I didn't think that they would get together to make a team like this. Imayoshi-san is the captain, right?"

Hyuuga nodded as he looked at the pamphlet that they were given at the entrance. "It looks like it." Holding back a laugh, Hyuuga could not help but notice that Imayoshi and Kenichi having altered a few inches on their hair by cutting shorter. Aside from the former captains, he noticed Shuutoku's Miyaji and Rakuzan's Higuchi also in the team.

"All of this feels nostalgic." Riko lowered her tray of takoyaki as she saw Strky line up to greet Jabberwock.

"It seems that the qualifier for this special match also doubled as a streetball tournament." Hyuuga scratched the back of his neck, "I had heard that there were some famous streetballers there, and even some pros. Kouga-san really gathered the best for this match and he wasn't going to do it half-way."

"The best, huh?" Riko pouted. "Do you really think the best was chosen, no offense to Strky, of course. I just…," her eyes landed on Kagome who sat between Kouga and Shippou, "I would think Kouga-san would have gone to Kagome-chan about this."

Hyuuga raised a brow, taken back by Riko's analyzation. "What do you mean?"

Riko sighed, "well…".

"And now!" The host directed the attention to the other side of the court. "Appearing on the other side, Team Jabberwock!"

Watching the foreign team make their Japan debut, Kagome could not help but place her attention on the blonde member that she had bumped into. Wearing their black jerseys with green markings, she could now see his tribal tattoo on full display. So it was a tattoo.

Her mood soured as she caught their auras overflowing with confidence. Something she was familiar with in the past, but this level of confidence was too much.

"So?" Kouga chuckled, "what do you think?"

"Don't like this." She stuck out her tongue.

Eyeing the team with a glare, Shippou rubbed his chin. "There is something about them. Kind of difficult to point it out, but I know-".

"An ass when you see one?"

Both Kouga and Shippou looked down at the girl in between them with wide eyes. Did she just blurt that out?

Kagome crossed her arms as she saw Jabberwock make their way to stand in front of Strky. She tried to not judge others, but the second she had bumped into the blonde male, she could not help but let her instincts take over. After months of not doing so, her guard had risen that moment without thinking.

And she was sure he had caught it.

"Not to mention," Kagome's brow twitched, "aren't they supposed to be like eighteen? They look so…old."

Kagetora shrugged having caught her question. "America."

"They are from America, right?" Koganei asked as he pointed at the TV. Looking at the tiger sitting on the couch, he noticed Kagami's focus glued on the teams. "Oi, Kagami? Did you ever hear about them when you were in America? Are they that good?"

Kagami exhaled as he rested his elbows on his knees and leaned forward. He had been afraid of the outcome of this game when he heard news of Jabberwock, America's best streetball team, coming to Japan to play a friendly match. "I never played them, but I guess you could say the attention the Generation of Miracles gets here, is the attention they get in America."

Kuroko blinked.

"Huh…," Izuki listened, "so they are in the same league in terms of skill?"

Kagami scratched the back of his neck, "perhaps even higher?"

"Higher?!" Furihata and the others shouted in unison. They went through hell each time they went against at least one of the Generation of Miracles!

"Their skill isn't what worries me," Kagami continued, "it's the rumors Tatsuya and I heard."

"Rumors?" Kuroko questioned.

Nodding back, Kagami's eyes narrowed as the camera focused on Jabberwock's captain. "Some nasty rumors."

"And now," watching as the referee threw the ball high in the air between the Centers of the teams, he shouted the start, "it's the tip-off! Start!"

As soon as the teams gave their greetings, and the referee had them get into position, Kagome had observed Jabberwock's movements and communication. Fluid and silent. Her eyes landed on Jabberwock's Center having tipped off the ball towards their captain, Nash, before Kasamatsu blocked his path.

"They are fast." Kouga sighed as he crossed his arms. "They are moving without thinking."

"Instinct?" Kagome whispered as she saw Kasamatsu following Nash's simple dribbling between his legs.

Kouga's eyes narrowed, "kind of…".

Kasamatsu mentally cursed as the quick offense Jabberwock got into. Immediately dribbling after receiving the tip off? It was too smooth for their eyes to catch and on one hand, 'it was careless. This type of movement and brashness is a tempo I'm not use to. Streetball is different. How…should I approach this?'

The thoughts were captured by Nash's quiet observation. The boy was thinking and to him, that was an advantage. Flicking his wrist, he tripled the speed of his dribbling catching Kasamatsu and others off guard.

Imayoshi scoffed with a smirk, 'well, that was just crazy fast! It didn't even seem human!'

"Is he serious?" Kagome held back a laugh. That had to been faster than Rakuzan's Hayama.

"It's fast," Shippou whispered, "I am sure we could have still caught that, but I forget humans can't."

"Doesn't matter."

Both Kagome and Shippou looked over at Kouga.

"It's his skill that should be feared." He continued, "watch."

As their eyes landed back on Nash, both Kagome and Shippou noticed the ball having disappeared from Nash's hands as he displayed them freely. Where…?

"Well, now," Nash laughed as he looked down at Kasamatsu, "where did the ball go?"

Kasamatsu's eyes widened. He was sure the ball was in his hands, but now it was nowhere to be seen? "W-Where did-?"

A sudden smack of Nash's elbow coming behind him to bump the floating ball to the left caught everyone's attention. Kagome watched as one of the Jabberwock team members caught the ball with ease before making it into the hoop. The crowd jumped and cheered from the action that had been played.

An action basketball players and experts had caught.

"Wahhhh!" The host shouted into his microphone. "What in the world was that dribble?! And what about that elbow pass he did from behind?! Jabberwock is amazing!"

"Keh," Kagetora smirked watching as the game continued, "these bastards."

"You caught it?" Kouga questioned, eyes glued on the movements of their opponents.

"Those familiar with streetball would." He replied.

Points went back and forth, but as the game progressed, it was becoming apparent to them. The game was becoming a literal game to Jabberwock. Dribbles by the others were becoming too rough and the ball would "accidentally" slip from their fingertips and hit the heads of the other team. Kagome's eyes narrowed watching the teasing that was seen as mere tricks by the audience.

Whether the ball was being rolled around their arms, fingers, hips, disappeared from their eyes, or becoming violent, Kagome and the others on the bench caught the cockiness the moment Jabberwock's facial expressions changed.

Kagome's blood began to boil; Kouga and the others knew this was no longer a professional and friendly game.

"The audience can feel it." Kagetora spoke with a heavy sigh. "Their eyes are only on Jabberwock and how they are playing. Hate to admit it, but they've been making Strky look so worthless despite them trying too hard to catch up."

"This…," Kagami's eyes narrowed, "is going too far."

Heads turned to the red head who had caught Jabberwock's provoking.

"What do you mean, Kagami?" Koganei asked.

"They are a streetball team, and in streetball, it's not uncommon to provoke or tease your opponent. If you do it, and with high technique, you look cool when you score and are known to be the best if you win. But the way these guys are doing it, they are completely and openly looking down on them."

Kuroko's eyes landed back on the TV, watching as Strky struggled to score. The game was flying by, time wise, but for everyone else, it seemed like the longest game yet. Strky's points had paused at six.

Six to…

"…eighty-six." Kagome's throat dried up as she saw the final score board. The scores were normal; nothing about the numbers had them in shock. The scores just felt like an insult.

"Time's up!" The host shouted. "A-As expected! Jabberwock was overwhelming!"

Kagome and the others on the bench watched as Strky were left drenched in sweat and chests heaving roughly. Compared to Jabberwock, Strky were left completely drained.

"Well," Kouga sighed, knowing Sesshomaru was going to express some disgust to this, "losses happen."

Staying silent, Kagome watched as Kasamatsu walked towards Nash as he kept his disappointment hidden in the shadows of his hair.

Losses do occur, Kagome would agree to that.

Kasamatsu extended his hand out for a shake. "Thanks for…playing with us."

Nash's eyes narrowed as he stared at the waiting hand.

"Jabberwock!" A female reporter made her way to the captain with joy written on her face. "T-That was an amazing game, wasn't it!? If you don't mind, could you say a few words for your fans…?" The female's words dried up as she saw the expression on Nash's face change. It was not the face that he had been wearing since his entrance to the court. It made her take a step back and stay quiet yet frozen all at the same time.

Kagome's eyes narrowed back catching his aura slowly flaring out of his body. Losses do occur…

Nash sighed before turning his focus to the reporter. "I suppose so. If I were to give my thoughts on this match…," eyes landed back on Kasamatsu who waited with confusion, "it honestly made me want to puke."

Kouga's brow twitched; Kagetora's expression slowly soured.

"Everyone here…," fingers running through his hair, Nash's laughter escaped between pauses, "no, I should say, everyone in this country who is just pretending to play basketball…you should quit and then kill yourselves."

The silence across the court, both in and out, got heavy. Nothing but Nash's laughter echoed as the rest of the Jabberwock team smirked with glee.

"U-Um…," the female reporter gulped, "w-what do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Nash's eyebrow crooked up. "I'll make it easier for you all to understand. Here's an anecdote. Take for example, that there exist monkeys with intelligence on par with humans, and that they like to sumo wrestle. The wear the same wrestling garb, have the same rules, and are more or less doing the same thing. You get me so far?"

Strky remained frozen in their spots as they listened to Nash's explanation; the audience were left speechless with confusion and anger.

"But then," Nash continued, lips growing with the grin, "one day, they come to your country and say to your wrestlers, as if they were on the same level…let's wrestle together!".

Fingers slowly curled into her black pants.

Nash's expression darkened, "so? What do you think would happen if you were to then wrestle the monkey? You'd obviously want to completely slaughter them!"

Brows furrowed tightly; blood boiled to his every word.

"Friendly match?! Don't make me laugh! To all of you who brought your children along, I want to crush your hopes and dreams just like if you were the children of monkeys! To those of you who brought your families along, I want to give them a present of horrible memories!" Nash's eyes landed on Kasamatsu, "a few words? Let's start with the fact that you should all realize you're no better than monkeys." Spitting on Kasamatsu's hand, Nash gave a scoff afterwards. "Monkeys don't have the right to play basketball!"

The entire court and audience were left in a heat wave of rage, and they were all sure those watching on TV were feeling the same way. Disgust.

Watching Nash turn away, laughing with his team, she noticed the anger, defeat, and embarrassment on Strky. She felt it.

Losses did occur but fights also could happen.

Standing up from her seat, Kagome cracked her knuckles before making her way towards the middle of the court. "I'll be back."

Shippou watched as the teenage girl went ahead towards the blonde. "There she goes."

"Yup." Kouga sighed.

They blinked.

They blinked again.

"Oi!" Kouga shot up from his seat, watching the priestess harboring a wrath ready to kill without mercy. They knew Kagome, and Kagome was not the type to stay quiet. She would throw the first punch if she wanted to. For God's sake, she was friends with them! Demons! She was bound to adopt a few habits and behaviors here and there from them!

"Hey! You giraffe dumbasses!"

Having come to a stand, Shippou was left releasing tired laughs. "Yeah…there she goes."

Kouga's brow twitched; Kagetora sighed before turning to the wolf, "this is on you."

Strky were left wide eyed at the sight of Kagome having come into the court with hate directed on Jabberwock. Hate they had not seen since Seirin dealt with Kirisaki Daiichi. She was ready to kill.

Jabberwock turned their heads over their shoulders from the sudden female voice calling them out. Last to turn his head, Nash's eyes lowered to the petite woman holding her head up high. Focus narrowed recognizing the girl to be the one who had bumped into him before. His grin returned.

"Did you want to join us for the celebration?" Nash laughed.

"You all have some nerve, don't you?" She brushed away his sarcasm. "Celebration? It's too early for that."

Nash's eyes narrowed slowly. "Too early?"

"You pissed me off, and you got me in the mood to be fighting back." Come to stand a few feet away, Kagome never broke her glare from his. The height difference was definitely there to make it seem like a child telling off an adult, but she was not going to back out. She would make sure to tell them off and show them she was angry.

She was furious.

She wanted revenge.

"Let me tell you something," Kagome continued, "monkeys? Then I will show you some monkeys that can kick your ass anytime."

"Monkeys?" Shippou repeated looking over at Kouga. "What is she talking about."

Kouga's face blanked, "shit…".

"Is that so?" Nash's interest was caught, but more so on the tiny girl who had come forth to speak to them. A tone he always found arousing from a female. "And who are these monkeys? You going to borrow them from the zoo?"

"A bet." She called out right away. "When you lose, you are going to apologize on national TV and I expect it on the floor!"

Nash scoffed to accompany his smirk.

Shippou crossed his arms, amazed at Kagome's courage. "When did Sesshomaru rub off on her?"

"Don't ask me." Kouga shook his head.

"Interesting that you mentioned 'when we lose' but let me turn the tables here." Taking a step forward, testing to see if she would back away, Nash's excitement tingled when she remained still. Feisty and she had a spine he wanted to break. He would not let her run her mouth just like that, and she was clearly underestimating them. He could not let that go. He would not let her go free without consequences. "When you lose, you will be joining me on a little date. If you chicken out," eyes tightly narrowed to deliver his threat, "you better be prepared."

Shippou's and Kouga's brow twitched immediately. To hell that was going to happen-.

"Deal."

Everyone present turned their heads to the girl who had immediately accepted Nash's exchange. She…accepted?

"O-Oi!" Kasamatsu took a step toward Kagome, "H-Higurashi-san! Stop this-!" The former Kaijo captain froze noticing the fire in Kagome's eyes, but a fire he knew was ready to spread. She was doing it for them.

For Japan.

"Then," Nash chuckled, "my little monkey, I will give you nine days to prepare. That is being generous, but that gives me the time to prepare our date. Do hope you have your team ready and to have people help you since this team became useless."

"Enough time." She smirked back. She wanted nothing more than to punch him for the nickname, but for now, she would defeat his ego first. "And don't worry," hearing steps nearing from behind, she titled her head higher, "I got a team to back me up."

Strky blinked noticing Kouga and Shippou coming to stand behind Kagome with a glare and smirk, respectively. They were backing her up on this deal? But the real question was…who was Kagome talking about? What team?

Surely it was not…

"….w-who the heck is Kagome-chan talking about? She called out a revenge match!?" Riko's eyes remained wide. Like the others, she was angry the moment she heard Nash's insults, and wanted nothing more than to join Kagome's fury, but there was a time and place.

Something Kagome had obviously discarded.

Scoffing with cold sweat running down his neck, Hyuuga nodded to himself. Only one thought came in mind. "To beat them…there is only one team that comes in mind."

MizukixTsukiyomi's Notes: I think you can all guess what next chapter might bring? Also, I am planning this story to be shorter in chapters (but don't believe me because it's me ha-ha). This story really gave me nostalgia because I had started writing Love Hoop in my dorm room in my 4th year of college. Oh the memories.

I do hope you all enjoyed and I do hope you can leave a review!

Ja~ne!