A/N: Mature content in this drabble. And also these characters will eventually become part of the main story, "Are You Always Like This?".

Enjoy!

"Shin-kun~ ," The voice sang happily. Her arms swiftly wrapped around his neck and her breast pressed against his shoulders. Dozens of eyes watched the two with a mixture of curiosity and mirth.

"Don't you think your time is better spent at practice and not bothering me?" Midorima sighed, readjusting his dark frames. Her sparkling amethyst eyes gleamed in delight as she placed a soft peck on his cheek. Her soft blue hair smelt of jasmine and her skin was incredibly soft and a creme complexion, it made him want to caress her.

"I've finished with practice today," She whispered into his ear. Her breath tickled the sensitive skin causing goose bumps to run over his body. Sumiye Hashimoto had that effect on him. Ever since he had laid eyes on her all he could think was how gorgeous she was. That day his Oha Asa horoscope had foretold of him meeting someone that would make his heart throb and he was to talk to them because love would be in his future. It also told him he would be very lucky. And his lucky item would be a bottle of water which he was to give to the person he was going to meet. He was perplexed. He never dismissed any of his horoscopes but that one had been very unconventional. However to abstain from its advice was almost criminal.

To this day he has been thankful he did what it has always advised. Sumiye had brightened his world. That day he saw her she was running. She was a runner on the school's track team. Her body was drenched with sweat and she was the only one practicing on the field. She was stunning. She had caused his heart to skip a beat and subconsciously he walked up to her while she was seemingly taking a break and gave her the bottle of water.

When she accepted it she offered him a smile that made him feel something he hadn't ever experienced even while playing basketball. The memory of their first meeting was becoming a bit overwhelming for him.

"Sumi..." He struggled to stay in his chair and continue his studies in the school's library. But her batting lashes and glossy lips were so tempting. He was ready to take her home.

"Please?" Her hushed whispers and warmth had shredded the last of his patience and concentration on the work in front of him. He stood, defeated, and began to pack his things. Sumiye beamed brightly behind him.

This girl had way too much control over him.