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Prompt 7 for Shukichi and Yumi (underrated couple I know) but maybe you'd give it a try? Thank you!

SIX MONTHS LATER (I’M SO SORRY ANON to tell the truth I really got burned out on shipfic)

7. I’ve never seen anything like the way you handled that. I’m just so moved.

Prompt is from this list.

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The basketball player looms over Shukichi. “You wanna say that again?” he shouts. He steps forward, ball under one arm. Almost bumping chests with Shukichi, he bellows, “YOU THINK YOU KNOW BASKETBALL, HUH?”

“Not at all, my good sir,” Shukichi says frantically, “you’ve misinterpreted—”

But the tall young man seizes his collar and growls, “You. Me. One on one.”

“But I already said—”

A hand lands on the forearm currently manhandling him. “Let him go, buddy,” Yumi says. Beside her, her much more threatening friend Sato steps forward as well. “Anyway, Chukichi here can’t play basketball, you’re wasting your time.”

At this Shukichi jerks his head indignantly to her. “I’ll have you know I was a second-string center in middle school!”

Yumi puts her hands on her hips, fiery. “And how many times have you touched a basketball since then?”

Shukichi turns grimly back to the player. “How many points?”

The man considers. “Twenty-one. Full court.”

“Let’s do it.” He pretends not to hear Yumi’s exasperated huff as the player pulls him onto the asphalt court with its painted lines. A couple of kids are taking turns throwing a ball at one of the hoops.

“Clear out, clear out,” Shukichi’s opponent says. “We’re playing a game.”

“Aw,” says a kid. “Can’t you play half-court, oniisan?”

“Nope, go on, move.”

Grumbling, the kids move to the sidelines. Shukichi and his opponent position themselves at the center of the court.

“Ready?” the other man says, his eye gleaming.

Shukichi nods firmly.

He throws the ball up. Shukichi leaps.

The ball’s smacked away before he even touches it. The other man drives it to the net. Two points to zero.

This time, he starts in control of the ball. It’s quickly slapped out of his hands and dumped into the net he’s supposed to be defending. Four points to zero.

Six. Eight.

His opponent takes a leisurely shot from the three-point line. Eleven.

Slam dunk. Thirteen. Shukichi can’t run anymore. He puts his hands on his knees, gasping.

Fifteen, seventeen. The other guy leaps all over the court, doing lay-ups, slam-dunks, three-pointers. It’s all Shukichi can do to limp in the direction of the ball.

Twenty… twenty-two to zero.

Shukichi collapses where he stands. He’s a sweaty, panting mess. He can’t will himself to move. His opponent comes to stand over him, his long shadow blocking out the setting sun. Shukichi doesn’t look up.

“Remember this lesson, punk,” the basketball player barks. “Motoya Takehiko is king of the court! Nobody challenges him!” He laughs and walks away, bouncing his ball.

Another set of footsteps approaches.

“Well,” says Yumi, when she’s standing over him, too. “I’ve never seen anything like the way you handled that! I’m sooo impressed! What were you thinking, Chukichi?”

“Save it,” grumbles Shukichi. He levers himself up awkwardly. His breathing has mostly returned to normal, but his T-shirt is sticking to him, and it’s gross.

Sato only lifts an eyebrow as they rejoin her, and doesn’t say anything as the three of them make their way back to her car, Yumi harping at Shukichi all the while.

“Well?” Yumi asks excitedly, once they’ve climbed in and slammed the doors. “Did you get what you need, Miwako?”

Sato smiles. “I’ve ascertained that Motoya Takehiko can jump high enough to pull off the trick needed to murder those people. I secretly took video, too. Thank you, Haneda-san.”

Yumi slaps Shukichi on the back. “See, Chukichi? You can be useful!”

Shukichi only leans against the backseat, his eyes closed. “I want a hot bath. I forgot how tiring exercise could be.” He feels rather than sees Yumi rolling her eyes.

But once Miwako has dropped them off at Shukichi’s apartment building and waved them off, Yumi tugs on his arm to make him turn around.

“What—” He’s cut off by a kiss.

“I’ve never seen anything like the way you handled that,” she purrs meaningfully. “I’m impressed.”

“Ah — ha ha ha ha! But I have to take a bath first, Yumi-tan!”

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