Midorima Shintarou Alternate Ending

“My shots never miss.”

Impossible. No one could ever be good enough to make all of their shots. Yet, here someone was, someone who could do just that. Midorima Shintarou, first-year at Shuutoku High. He attended Teikou Middle School and was one of five prodigies known as the Generation of Miracles.

Another day, another shot. Midorima's three-pointers were always on point.
“Shin-chan!!!” a familiar voice boomed. This voice belonged to none other than Takao Kazunari. He too, just like Midorima, is a first-year attending Shuutoku. Although he wasn't apart of the Generation of Miracles, Takao did have a hawk eye that allowed him to see just about the whole court.
“Practicing again?” He sighed. “You really like to play basketball, don't you,

Midorima holds the pretty boy and kissed him a single time. Midorima then lifted Kise, arms wrapped around his back and knees. One kiss quickly turns into several more. He bussed Kise's neck a various amount of times after some tugs on Kise's earlobe. Kise laughed his cute laugh again. “You're actually not a bad kisser, Midorima-cchi.”

Suddenly, the gym door opened, revealing the black haired guy from earlier. “You didn't have to be so mean, Shin-cha-”
Takao's eyes widened. Immediately, he dropped the rabbit, leaving it shattered on the floor. He shouldn't have done that, but right now, it didn't matter. Nothing was as broken as his own heart.
“Takao, wait! It's not what you think! I can expla-”
“Don't worry, I already know what's going on,” Takao screamed. Trying his best to hold back tears, he cried, “I thought we were an item, Shin-chan!”
“Takao, I-”
“Forget it, Midorima! I don't want you to show your face to me ever again!” The black haired boy stormed off, slamming the door shut.

Kise smiled a smug-looking smile. “You...Damn it, Kise...” Midorima snarled. “You did this on purpose...”
“So you figured it out, huh?” Kise smirked.

He then kissed Kuroko on his right cheek. “Don't worry,” he assured his lovee. “Everything will be fine, Kuroko-cchi.”
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Midorima was at home, longing for Takao to text him back. That's strange. Takao usually doesn't hold grudges this long. I hope I didn't hurt him too much.
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Takao continued to walk home by himself. He bumped into yet another object. He looked up to see a tall figure leaning over him.
“Yo,” the tall man grunted.
“Who...are you?” Takao interrogated.
“Aomine Daiki,” the blue hair man spoke. “Who the hell're you?”
“Takao Kazunari. Nice to meet you,” Takao simply answered.
“I see. Well,see ya around,” Aomine shrugged, slowly walking away.
Aomine stopped when he heard a buzz. Takao opened up his phone. Another text from Midorima. This time, he decided to read the message.

Takao...I'm...sorry...I told Kise that we were just friends and I...he...no, I kissed him first. I hope that you may forgive me.

Takao burst into tears. Sniffling and crying, he texted him back:

I can't forgive you for betraying me like this, but...I don't want our relationship to end like this...

M: Takao...I'm sorry, I really