A/N: Hiiiiiiiii~ welcome to my new story (originally called Little Wonders, but I changed the title into what I think is a more relevant one)!I guess you could say I've found myself in a writing pit with my other stories so as a way to cool myself down and have some fun while I slowly crawl my way out of the writing pit, I've come up with this little story. If this is the first story of mine that you are reading, I focus on OCs so please give this a chance. I only ask that you read for about two or three chapters or so and at the end of the third chapter, if you still don't like the story, you can leave and even leave a long ranting review, and I won't bother you with defensive PM replies, okay? Good :)

So, I literally hit the random character personality generator on Springhole, gave the OC a randomly generated (Japanese) name, and wrote this chapter. I have no outline or plan for this story, so I'm seriously making it up as I go along. It's a break from my other strictly planned out, neatly organized stories, so this should be fun! I recently binge watched Kuroko no Basket, and I thought that it should be a good fandom to write about the OC in.

Okie dokie, I think that's all. Now, please enjoy the story and leave a review, won't you?

When We Were Little

One

"I want to go home."

"Come on, don't be like that, Megu-chan. Isn't this fun?"

"No."

"You didn't like the shop we went to?"

"For the love of God, Momoi, I couldn't even afford anything there. I want to go home, now."

"But we're going to eat next. I'm taking you to this super close place Dai-chan and I go to all the time. It'll be good, I promise. Also, I told you to call me Satsuki. We're friends now, so it's best if we start using our given names."

Megumi made a noise at the back of her throat that sounded like a cross between a quiet but frustrated shriek and a moan of defeat. She walked sluggishly with her head turned away from the other girl as she was dragged by the wrist down a slightly crowded street. "We're not really that close. I've tutored you for a week; that doesn't put us on a first name basis."

"I think it does," the pink-haired girl retorted but with a smile on her face. "And besides, I need to properly thank you for spending your free days helping me with English. You're a good teacher, and I think I'm getting much better."

Megumi wanted to point out that the only reason she accepted a request to do tutoring during the holiday was because she greatly needed the community service hours that were required to get into middle school. Otherwise she would be spending her long holiday staying at home doing things that she actually liked instead of getting up at eight in the morning and walking to Momoi's house to assist her with English.

"I also noticed that you always sit alone in class," Momoi continued talking, weaving her way out of the horde of pedestrians and keeping a firm hold on the other's wrist to prevent her from sneaking away into the crowd. "You need to interact with people more, Megu-chan."

Grey eyes dulling with disinterest, Megumi muttered, "In all honesty, I prefer to be left alone."

Momoi's bright pink orbs focused on her with a hint of worry. "Please don't say that, Megu-chan. Everyone could use some friends so, to pay you back for tutoring me, I'll be your friend. And as your friend, I think you really should go outside more often. It's a nice day, isn't it?"

The temperature was perfect, not too cold and not too hot. The sun shined brightly and a few clouds with in the sky, drifting sleepily to a comfortable soft breeze. For late March, it wasn't extremely humid, and the air was clean and crisp.

It was a nice day, but Megumi couldn't quite appreciate it like her companion. Even on a day like this, she would rather stay indoors. She didn't like going out shopping for there were far too many people for her taste, and she didn't want to go to the park either because she knew that this was the perfect weather for bugs such as bees and wasps to become active.

Momoi and Megumi soon approached a small fast food restaurant with a large sign in the parking lot that depicted a bold "M."

While the pink-haired girl skipped up to the entrance excitedly, the other teal-haired one looked exceedingly unenthusiastic as she slowly shuffled after Momoi.

Holding the door open for Megumi, Momoi smiled cheerfully, "This place is called Maji Burger, and it's western influenced. The milkshakes here are delicious. Don't worry about paying for it; I'll buy you one because they're so good. You just go find a seat somewhere, and I'll order the food, okay?" She gave her a reassuring wink.

"After this, can I go home?" Megumi deadpanned.

Not affected at all by her companion's apathy, Momoi shook her head, "Nope, not yet. After we eat, I'm taking you to the park, and we can hang out for a bit." And with that, she turned and began marching up to the counter to order lunch for herself and her friend.

Megumi exhaled deeply with agitation but obeyed Momoi's command to find a table for the two of them to eat at. The restaurant wasn't large, so she just chose a booth next to a window and sat down, resting her legs which were aching from their walk through town.

Oh, how Megumi hated exercise. Every form of it irritated her, and her wandering through town with Momoi was probably the most physical activity she had had in months.

Everyone was forced to take gym class in elementary school, so Megumi didn't have a choice to not join. That class was a daily torture period for her, until she figured out that the coach wasn't watching them half the time and learned to sneakily slack off while he wasn't looking and dumping water on herself to imitate sweat at the end of each session. It was only because of her picky eating that she didn't become overweight from lack of exercise.

Ever since she graduated from elementary school a couple of months ago, she had relished in the comfort of staying indoors, maybe drawing or reading, and never having to do more physical work than walking around her small house to go to the bathroom or get a light snack.

But not even two weeks into her holiday, she got a letter from her former school telling her that she had yet to fulfill her community service requirements that allowed her to be accepted into a good middle school. And so that was why she was assigned to tutor Momoi Satsuki in order to get rid of all the hours of service to the community that she had neglected to care about for years.

Personally, Megumi thought the idea of school required exercise and community service to be a ridiculous waste of time. She had extraordinary marks in all academic subjects and had been at the top of her class since the third grade. That should be enough, the girl thought bitterly.

"Good schools don't just look at grades, Akechi-chan," a counsellor at her primary school had told her when Megumi said that she didn't want to play a sport. Ever. And she didn't want to do community service either. "Although your grades are impeccable, a middle school will also look at your participation in athletics as well as your overall sense of leadership and initiative. Your grades might get you halfway there, but your times in gym are among the lowest in the entire year. Also, you haven't completed any of your community service hours needed to get into middle school. You have thirty of them left. You'd better get started on them quickly."

Megumi's eyes went half-lidded with annoyance, as she started to calculate in her head how much longer she would have to tutor Momoi before her community service debt would be lifted from her shoulders. Let's see… an hour and a half per day… times seven days… is ten and half hours… So I still have nineteen and a half hours left to go… How many more days is that…

The teal-haired girl's musings were interrupted when Momoi reenter her line of vision wearing an ever cheerful smile and carrying a plastic orange tray with two small milkshakes, an order of fries and two large hamburgers wrapped in red paper. She placed the tray on the table gently before sliding into the seat across from Megumi and grabbing one of the milkshakes.

"I got you a strawberry flavored one, Megu-chan," Momoi said, pushing the other cup toward the girl she was talking to. "I remembered that you accepted strawberry Pocky the other day at my house, so I thought you'd like it."

Megumi sighed with defeat, since she was indeed hungry, and reached a hand out to take the milkshake and placed the large straw in her mouth with uninterested eyes, not really expecting much.

As Momoi picked up her burger and began to unwrap it, she noticed her companion's eyes widen a little as she, Megumi, tasted a bit of the milkshake.

For a moment, Megumi stopped sipping and looked at the cup with mild wonder, before she realized that Momoi had seen her reaction to the surprisingly delicious malt drink. Not wanting the pink-haired girl to know that she had caught her off guard with the milkshake, Megumi quickly tried to keep a straight, apathetic face again, turning her head to the side as she struggled with her facial expression.

But Momoi knew, and only grinned with satisfaction. Feeling proud of herself for finding something that Megumi liked about their outing, she took a bite out of her hamburger, chewed, and swallowed before reaching for the French fries. "So, Megu-chan, which middle school are you going to?" Momoi asked, eager to engage the other girl in some casual conversation as they ate.

With the milkshake straw still in her mouth, Megumi shifted her eyes off to the side, acting as if she wasn't very absorbed in the discussion. "I haven't enrolled anywhere yet."

"Huh?" Momoi's pink irises widened considerably. Then her eyebrows became furrowed a bit at Megumi's answer. "But the school year is starting in less than a month!"

Megumi sipped her milkshake silently and only shrugged.

"Why haven't you enrolled yet?" Momoi pressed on, genuinely shocked that someone would still be unsure of which school to go to when the start of the first term is so close.

Again, Megumi shrugged and said dryly, "I still need to finish my community service hours before I can sign up for a middle school."

"Well, then what school do you plan to go to when you've qualified for middle school?"

"Don't know."

Momoi face-palmed at the other girl's blunt answer. Taking a deep breath and letting it out heavily, the pink-haired girl was sincerely concerned for Megumi and also shocked at her attitude toward school despite her top ranking grades. "If you wait too long, it will be harder to get a spot in a good school. Honestly, I had thought you would have your entire future planned out judging by your finals scores."

That last comment seemed to not be very flattering to Megumi, and she stopped drinking her milkshake to look at Momoi with a dull glare. "In that case, you thought wrong. I prefer to cross that bridge when I get there. And it's too much work going to visit schools to decide which one I would like to go to. If only middle school offered online courses…"

She just doesn't want to get out of her house. Momoi thought with an unimpressed expression, a bead of sweat on her temple, and narrowed eyes as she watched Megumi daydream about getting the rest of her education through online lessons.

"If it helps at all," Momoi said, snapping Megumi out of her musings, "I've visited several middle schools in the area, and Teiko Middle School seems to be the best. My friend, Dai-chan, is going there and I'm probably going too. It'd be great if we could go to the same school and be in the same class again, Megu-chan."

Megumi shifted her eyes to the side again, "Maybe. I don't really care. I would prefer that the school doesn't require a gym class, though. It's such a boring, annoying class."

Upon hearing this, Momoi's eyes lit with excitement and she perked up in her seat a little. "Oh, actually, Teiko doesn't even have a gym class at all. They focus more—"

"Wait." Megumi's slurping of her drink abruptly stopped, and her head snapped in Momoi's direction, for the first time that day giving her complete attention to the pink-haired girl. Did I hear correctly? She wondered hopefully, Could such a heavenly school exist? This is too good to be true. "What did you just say?"

To be frank, Momoi was startled by the sudden passion in her companion's eyes when she mentioned the lack of a gym class at Teiko. "Teiko Middle School doesn't have a gym class," she repeated uncertainly.

Megumi's entire face had gone still, her eyes uncharacteristically wide and mouth slightly hanging open as she took in those words. A few seconds later, her hand went slack and the milkshake fell out of her grasp, but thankfully she had already finished it, so the plastic cup just bounced on the floor a couple of times before rolling to a stop.

At this point, Momoi was kind of scared.

"Are you sure?" was the first thing Megumi said after sitting quietly for a moment. Her voice was completely serious as if they were discussing something much more important than whether or not a middle school had a gym class or not. "Are you absolutely sure, Momoi?"

The pink-haired girl could only nod slowly, not comfortable with the foreign situation of Megumi showing more emotion than just a nonchalant grunt or an indifferent shrug of the shoulder.

"Satsuki," Momoi jumped with a small start when Megumi suddenly used her first name. There was a long, overly dramatic silence before she continued, "I have decided where I must go for middle school," the teal-haired girl stated with an abnormal look of determination in her usually dull gray eyes. "Please help me to enroll as soon as possible at Teiko Middle School."

"Huh?" Momoi tilted her head to the right in confusion, her eyes wide upon hearing Megumi's abrupt decision. "Um..." she tried to smile as if she wasn't affected by her friend's sudden change in demeanor. She must really hate gym class. "Well..." Momoi said hesitantly, "I'll be going there sometime next week to get application forms. Do you want to come with me?"

Megumi shook her head, "No, it's supposed to be cold next week, and I hate the cold."

Momoi frowned, "Shouldn't you make a visit to the school before actually applying for it? What if you don't like—"

Holding up her hand with authority, Megumi stood up from her seat and gave the other girl a very stern look, "Teiko Middle School doesn't have a gym class," she said slowly. "That is all I need to know about the school to know that it is the place for me. I must apply for it before all the spots run out. It is my promised land…"

"O-okay," Momoi replied, still a bit thrown off by the teal-haired girl's passionate hatred toward gym class. Momoi herself didn't really like gym class either, but she didn't loathe it at the level of her friend. Basketball was much more fun to her than taking Physical Education, so she could partially understand why Megumi might dislike gym class. "Do you want me to get an enrollment form for you when I go?"

"Yes, please do that."

Momoi nodded, placing the task on her mental checklist of things to do. She noticed that Megumi's expression had changed from an annoyed frown when they had first entered Maji Burger to a calmer, less agitated, look now. "You know, I didn't know you could be so dramatic, Megu-chan," she said in a teasing tone, referring to Megumi's little speech about her "promised land."

Megumi's eyes snapped from the French fry she was eating to Momoi, and she sputtered with embarrassment at her statement. "No, I wasn't!"

Eyes turning sly as she realized that she had found a new trick, the pink-haired girl continued, "You look like an emotionless, school-obsessed, prideful prick, but you're really just a dork like everyone else. How cute!"

"What are you talking about?!" Megumi gritted her teeth and used her hand to cover the lower half of her face that was starting to tingle with heat. "I'm not a—"

"You can't fool me, Megu-chan," Momoi said cheekily, wagging her index finger under the teal-haired girl's nose. "That look on your face when I told you Teiko didn't have a gym class, I saw that same expression on Dai-chan's face when he visited Teiko too."

Megumi's eyes narrowed and she whipped her head in a direction away from Momoi, still using her hand to cover her nose and mouth. "You keep talking about this Dai-chan, and I don't even know who he is. Would you mind explaining?"

"Don't change the subject, Megu-chan," the other girl sang with a huge grin, catching Megumi's attempt to direct the topic of conversation away from herself. "You know, you're surprisingly easy to tease once people figure out what to tease you about. What other quirks do you have?"

"As if I would tell you," Megumi spat back, but a large amount of her usual sourness was missing as she was focusing most of her attention on hiding her blush or getting rid of it.

Momoi was having way too much fun, "Megu-chan's blush is so bright that I could probably see it from a mile away."

More incoherent sputters and stuttering came from Megumi, and she angrily lowered her hand from her face so that she could fully glare are Momoi with clenched teeth. "Damn it, shut up, Momoi!" was one of the few understandable things she uttered while trying to compose herself.

"Use my first name, and I'll shut up," she offered, her eyes glittering mischievously.

"But I already did a few minutes ago."

"Again!"

"Why!?"

"Because," Momoi said, speaking slowly as if she were talking to a child. "I really do want us to be friends and keep talking to each other after the tutoring lessons stop. You're not as bad as I thought you'd be when I first heard you'd be helping me with English."

"Hey!" Just as Megumi's cheeks began to calm a little bit, that last comment caused them to flare again. "What reason did you have to think you wouldn't like me?"

Momoi shrugged, her expression slowly dropping into a thoughtful look, "You never really talked to anyone in school and when the teacher assigned group projects, you were always the only one who asked if you could work alone. I just assumed you didn't like anyone in the class including me."

Megumi blinked with confusion for a moment as she remembered that she did always work on group projects on her own. Then, for a minute she tried to recall the times when she actually had a partner, but soon realized that there were none.

"I didn't hate everyone in our class," the teal-haired girl explained, but she now understood how it might have seemed that way. "I like to get things done quickly, and I can finish a project faster by myself."

"I guess that makes sense, but everyone thought you hated their guts because when they tried to talk to you, you always answered with short answers like you didn't want to talk to them or something."

"That's how I talk," Megumi growled defensively. "Do you know how many minutes are wasted every year if I took the time to explain my answer instead of just giving it straightforwardly?"

Momoi tilted her head to the side, "I'm curious. How many?"

"Well, depending on what you're saying it could range from thirty to fifty minutes a year. And people also spend a lot of time asking other people questions they don't really care about the answer to, so that's why I never ask those types of questions. If you ask questions only when necessary you'd probably save somewhere between three to four hours every year which—"

Momoi interjected as politely as she could, holding up her hand to stop Megumi from going on about how many hours that would be in a lifetime. "Nevermind, I shouldn't have asked."

Megumi, realizing how much emotion and attention she put into her explanation, abruptly cut off the string of words coming out of her mouth before turning her head in the other direction in awkwardness. "Sorry… forget I said any of that."

Shaking her head, Momoi smiled, "It's alright. Actually, it's good that you're talking more and interacting with me instead of sitting in silence. If you do this more often, you'd have lots of friends in middle school, I'm sure."

Megumi didn't reply immediately and only looked off to the side, her long hair casting a shadow over the top half of her face. "I guess…"

At this point, Momoi was feeling quite proud of the semi-long conversation she managed to hold with the typically uninterested girl and mentally gave herself a pat on the back. "Are you not going to eat your burger?" she asked, gesturing to the burger that was still wrapped up and hadn't been touched.

"I don't eat much. The milkshake was enough."

Momoi made a face that was clearly disapproving of Megumi's lifestyle. "You need to eat more, Megu-chan," she began to lecture like a mother. "You're way too skinny for your age, and it looks really unhealthy. Don't you want to get curves when you get older?"

"No."

"At least go outside or something once a day. Isn't it inconvenient being so short? You'll get taller if you get more sunlight."

"Don't want to."

"So you're going to spend the rest of your life in your house with the curtains drawn and eating only an apple for a meal every day?"

Megumi nodded with a straight face, "That'd be nice, but unfortunately school forces me to get out of my house and feeds me disgusting garbage for lunch, so I'm afraid that won't be possible. Such a pity."

With a groan, Momoi sighed and planted her forehead on the could sense that Megumi was slowly going back to her deadpan mood from the beginning of the day. Although, after seeing her friend's display of embarrassment and eagerness a few minutes ago, Momoi was even more immune to Megumi's cold, uninterested behavior.

"Thank you for caring though."

Momoi's head snapped up at the soft whisper of gratitude she heard slip out of the teal-haired girl's mouth, her eyes widening with wonder at those few words.

Noticing the other girl's expression, Megumi instantly realized what effect her statement might have on Momoi and quickly tried to take it back. "Crap—I didn't mean that—I—"

"Now, now, Megu-chan," Momoi said, wagging a finger in front of Megumi's nose and grinning impishly. "You've already given me your thanks. You can't take it back, you know."

"What? Yes, I can!"

"Nope!"

"I just took it back."

"No, you didn't."

"Watch me!"

"…"

"…"

"Well?"

"Nevermind!"

Momoi laughed while Megumi snapped her head in a direction that caused her long hair to hide her face as well as her angry blush.

"You really are so easy to fluster, Megu-chan."

"Shut up!"

A few minutes later, after Momoi had had her fun, she and Megumi left Maji Burger, with the pink-haired girl practically hauling her companion by the wrist as she walked in the direction of the nearby park.

The gray-eyed female muttered half-hearted curses as she went.

A/N: What did you think? Here we get a glimpse of Momoi and Megumi's relationship. Like I said, completely made up as I went along. If you have any tips or suggestions or are interested in the next chapter, leave a review and it makes me happy. And a happy writer-chan means better stories. Okay, thanks so much for reading and I hope to see you again soon!

Next time: Oooooooh. Megumi's in for a real treat on her first day of middle school, isn't she?*wiggles eyebrows* How long will it be until she realizes the huge mistake she made in enrolling at Teiko?