#kurokosgirlfriend

" Momoicchi~! ", he greeted happily, waving at her from a distance. The both of them had decided to meet up for lunch just because Kise was in the area. They tried to get Aominecchi to join but.. clearly he had other priorities. 

" Ah~ Momoicchi, you look so pretty today! ", he complimented. " You didn't have to dress up for me! "

3. Your character walking in on mine having a tea party with stuffed animals.

((Mun has no idea how to write Momoi, so expect failure:))

Momoi had no idea why her homeroom teacher had decided to make her the one to bring Haizaki her homework when she was ill.. and it wasn’t like Haizaki was going to do it anyway, so what was the point?? But her homeroom teacher hadn’t seen it that way at all, hence Momoi was stuck delivering a stack of papers as thick as her fist to a person she couldn’t stand… at her house. Momoi couldn’t wait to get this over with.

Momoi glanced down at Haizaki’s address, which was almost unreadable, in blatant disgust. So she lives in lower San’ya. No wonder Haizaki’s so bad, she though. 

San’ya, a nearby Tokyo district, was the closest Momoi had ever been to a “bad” neighborhood. The area was laced with sleazy older men and drug dealers, and was notoriously dangerous at night. It made sense that a trouble-maker like Haizaki was from such a disgusting area.

Momoi located the small, shabby apartment complex that Haizaki supposedly lived in and dusted off her white uniform sweater. No matter where she went, she was going to make a good impression. Momoi knocked softly on the door and patiently waited for signs of human life.

"Hello-? Who might you be, young lady?"

It’s a woman, a tall woman with tired eyes and dark grey hair. Haizaki’s mother. 

"Oh, oh yes. I’m Momoi Satsuki from Teiko. I go to school with your daughter and I’m here with her homework." Momoi keeps it short and clipped, not wanting to linger in this area any longer than she has to.

"Ah, so you’re a friend of Shouko’s? Please, do come in." The woman opens the door just wide enough for Momoi to squeeze in, but keeps her eyes on the street, searching for trouble. She slams the door as soon as Momoi is completely inside and bolts all six locks.

"Where should I put this?" Momoi asks, anxious to get out of this house and back in a safer area.

"Would you mind taking it back to her room? I’m sure Shouko will be excited to see you." The woman’s eyes are so sad, as if she’s begging Momoi to please be friends with her daughter. 

Momoi nods. “Where?”

"Just turn past the TV and walk until you see the door with the ‘Keep Out’ sign on it."

'Keep out'?!

Momoi sees it right away. The door is decorated with stickers and childish drawings, probably from Haizaki’s childhood. It would be cute if it weren’t for the neon “KEEP OUT" sign.

Momoi does not knock. She expects Haizaki to be asleep, or watching TV. 

She does not expect what she sees at all.

"Haizaki-ch…?!"

Haizaki, who is 6’2” and very, very angry, is sitting on the floor, playing tea party with a gaggle of stuffed animals.Haizaki screams.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, SATSUKI?!!!"

It’s so loud Momoi’s ears hurt, and as much as she’d like to tell Haizaki off for using her first name, she doesn’t. 

Haizaki is wearing My Little Pony pajamas. 

"Shit." Hara muttered a quiet curse towards the sky, which was currently pouring down on the pour teenager. 

What a terrible time to not have an umbrella. His wet, lilac-colored hair was plastered to his face, and there were slight hints of his blue-green eyes peeking out. He had an urge to just shove his bangs back so he could see better, but he wasn't sure what he would do if he happened to run into someone familiar. 

Sighing, Hara held his schoolbag over his head and made a mad dash to the nearest bus stop, knowing that there'd be a canopy to save him from getting even more soaked. 

Once he arrived, he put his bag down and glanced left and right, wondering if a bus would happen to arrive; wondering if he even had enough money to ride on the bus. Hara regretted that he spent most of it on bubblegum. 

((i see you there))

To say he'd been stalking her might have been a slight exaggeration. To him Momoi Satsuki was a celebrity in her own right and he adored her. He'd followed her career right from the moment the Generation of Miracle's were born and he knew from that moment what and who he wanted to be when he grew up.

He had been trying to find a way to approach her all week and this was finally his time. He could her sitting in the park on a bench, her lunch box in her lap and she was alone. That scary Aomine was no where to be seen.