She was his first friend. She reached out to him through her painting and every meaning is beyond he could ever comprehend because Sasori doesn't understand what she gets from this; he doesn't understand what she gets from his happiness

And there she is, a Konoha civilian, sitting on the kitchen counter top holding an anbu's hand with the illusion she believed was casted. There he is, a Konoha anbu, sitting on a kitchen stool, whose hand is grasped by a civilian with the illusion that everything is fine when all his thoughts are plagued by the traitorous plans of his household.

"You know you talk this tough game and everything. But I know the truth about you. Secretly, you want to play with me. In fact you need to play with me. Because deep down, you love basketball as much as I do. I mean, it's not surprising really. Once you love something, you always love it in some way. You have to. It's like, a part of you for good." Ogiwara x OC

Home of narcissistic bitches and egotistical bastards. Freshman newly transferred, Rena Casellana, somehow at the 1st day of school made herself a gold obsessing chick her enemy. Unfortunately, that's not all. Sadly, she made her life miserable (or fun?) the very same day she decided to avoid the captain of Rakuzan High. (5,595 views mwahahahahaha XD) chapter 8 is up

She looked outside the window forgetting everything. He looked around the room observing everything. Their eyes don't meet and probably their lives shouldn't either. They were different. But Kuroko sometimes looked at her way only to be met by the back of her head. Maybe there is something about two people sometimes looking at the same direction.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Shintaro Midorima looked at her quizzically. "I think I might like you so I'm sticking around to find out if I really could." Lynn confessed. It was a simple sentence yet confusing. Did he forget his lucky item or something? Shintaro didn't know if luck was playing out with him or against him.