Author's note:

Heya~ New story here again from your beloved Reimei Jennoir~!

Another Kuroko no Basuke fic featuring my (our) beloved Kise Ryouta!

Yeah, I know, I love him so much to make a lot of stories even when the others aren't finished yet. Well, that's me!

New story pops up and I wanna make it! I love sharing things~

I hope you like the idea of the story (read the summary!) and I can't wait to make it work! Comments and faves are very much loved and appreciated!

So as not to delay you anymore, you may start reading! (first chappy tomorrow! ^^"")

Signing out

~Reimei Jennoir


Sunnyside Down [Kise Ryouta]

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CHAPTER 1: Flip the Switch!

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Teiko middle school. The school that hosts the Generation of Miracles, a group of basketball players whose skills cannot be matched by any other. Unfortunately, these Miracles separated and entered different schools, vowing to defeat each other in the Winter Cup.

Still, that didn't stop a certain red-haired, heterochromic Captain for calling all of them for an Autumn get-together slash training camp for a month.

Each one can bring a single team mate from their team, just to monitor their progress and to make things more interesting.

So, back to the Generation of Miracles.

Among the five prodigies and their phantom sixth man, stands a certain blond who is the center of their...

... Torture.

"So mean-ssu! Why am I the only one getting triple training?!" Whined the said blond.

Kise Ryouta was currently on the push-up position, struggling to keep his arms from shaking.

Their captain, Akashi Seijurou, looked at his clipboard then to Kaijo's captain, Kasamatsu Yukio.

"How is he?" Akashi asked.

Kise was eyeing on his Sempai with wide and pleading eyes, as if telling him that he had enough.

Unfortunately, Kasamatsu shook his head, "That's not even more than Kobori's push-ups."

"You heard him, Ryouta."

"But Sempai!"

The rest of the miracles were on the benches, drinking water and wiping the sweat from their faces. Kuroko had Kagami with him, Takao with Midorima, Himuro with Murisakibara, Aomine with Momoi, and Kasamatsu went with Kise.

Akashi is forever alone (again).

It's already been a week, and they've been having alternating trainings and beach activities each day. But among them, Kise had been the center of attention.

And by attention, I mean constant physical abuse and verbal yellings.

The taller males kept dragging him into the beach and submerging him until he could barely breath.

Kuroko was ignoring him a lot, and Kagami disagrees with him too. Momoi cheers them on if Aomine and Murisakibara are dragging him around like a ragdoll.

Akashi kept doubling and trippling his training menu. The other kid, Himuro, just watches from the sideline even if he was already in obvious pain.

Takao plays along with him, but he's always out with his 'Shin-chan'.

Even his own Kasamatsu-sempai would only give them approving looks and would even help Akashi quadruple his training menu!

Needless to say, Kise is having the worst treatment among them.

They stared at him with sympathetic looks.

Kuroko opted to head to his and Kagami's shared room to get spare clothes, and as he passed by the blond, he said, "Good luck, Kise-kun,"

"Kurokocchi!"

"Can't believe you can't do it more than me. Guess I really can win against ya." Kagami snorted out.

"Better luck next time, Kise."

"Stop that, Dai-chan..."

"Tetsu was doing it too..."

Aomine laughed behind him, prying a smirk aimed at Kise and then walking out with Momoi.

"Kise, twenty more laps," Kasamatsu stated.

"Ryouta, get up already,"

Murisakibara placed a lollipop infront of him, courtesy of Himuro's instruction.

"Kise-chin, you look like a puddle like that..."

"A yellow puddle?"

"Puddle... Pudding? Muro-chin, I'm hungry now,"

Midorima and Takao watched them from the bleachers.

"Shin-chan, can't you give him his lucky item or something? He's being pestered a lot..."

"Don't mind them, Takao,"

Suddenly, amidst the continuous conversation of the group, Kise had already stood up, fringes shadowing his eyes as he wiped the sweat on his chin with the back of his hand.

"Shut up,"

Everyone stopped and stared at him. Akashi was first to recover, glaring at him with his emperor's eye.

"What was that, Ryouta?" He stepped closer to the blond.

Kise sighed and lifted his head, eyes half-lidded as he stared boredly back at the Captain, "You deaf?"

Akashi widened his eyes, one hand letting go of the clipboard and letting it fall on the floor. The other one was already grasping his famous red scissors. He took a step, then another, before it turned into a full sprint towards the blond.

Kise smirked. A smirk that lives in the border of arrogance and confidence.

Then with a step that none of them could register, he was already behind Akashi, dodging the scissors fully, and even crouching down to avoid Kasamatsu's flying kick.

Momoi stared, "K-Ki-chan...?"

Kise stood up, as if nothing had happened and started walking away. The group by the door parted, against their own consciousness, to let him pass. Even Aomine stepped back.

The blond eyed on the tanned male for a second before giving an audible 'Tch' infront of him.

Aomine flinched.

Kise roared out a laughter that wasn't the same bubbly sound they hear from him. It was low and it sent chills up their spines.

Then without any other words, he stalked off.

The silence still hung around the group, eyes staring disbelievingly at the spot where Kise had just been. Brains were racked up to process just what they witnessed from the said model.

He defied Akashi. He dodged Kasamatsu's kicks (which he normally doesn't). He made Aomine back out. He made everyone step back.

Was that Kise just now?

Takao chuckled a bit despite the tension in the air, earning everyone's looks. Then as he leaned on his knees, he stated:

"Aw, too bad guys. Kise just snapped."


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TBC

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Author's note:

Well guys, how'd you like the first chappy? Please do leave a comment! U KNOW U WANT TOOOOOOO! xD