(A/N) Words spoken in English will be underlined.

Adroit
[uh-droit]
adjective
1.
expert or nimble in the use of the hands or body.
2.
cleverly skillful, resourceful, or ingenious:
an adroit debater.

'Mystery Basketball Team Wins Again, 101-3!'

That was the headline for our third win in a row, all sweeping victories. We may have separated to different schools as to not raise suspicions, but every three weeks we meet up to play a predetermined game against others. Our managers had found out that females were technically not unable to play against boys, so long as it wasn't a tournament. We used that to our advantage, making sure we looked as boyish as possible before playing, then not offer our real names or genders to those we played against. The Pack was gaining ground in our pursuit.

And people were certainly taking notice.

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Kylee

"Did you hear about Kenaji's defeat?! They said it was such a sad game, the only points they got were from fouls."

"No way, really?!"

"Yeah, I saw them. Seemed a bit feminine, but they were monsters. Probably on par with the Generation of Miracles."

"Wow, to think that this group came from America...."

"Eight people total in their group, and people say that they switch the names every time."

"Wonder why the do that?"

"Dunno, but I heard that Kise-sama and Kaijo were going to play them in three weeks. Bet you that Kise-sama's gonna win!"

That was the chatter for the entire school day, just gossip about the Pack. Of course, no one knew I was in it, but that was the point. The girls were grouped according to what weaknesses found in the GoM they could exploit. So far, I seemed to be able to cancel out Kise's copycat style by using my mirror-defense.

We as a team haven't even had to break a sweat playing, but it was still fun. We tried not to go overboard, and allow the other team a fair chance, but sometimes we just get to excited. Oops.

All the same, we still respected the teams for their effort. We tried voicing this, but the teams seemed to dead set on their defeat they don't notice us offering smiles or telling them how surprised we were at this or that. The media doesn't care, and makes us seem like ruthless, cold-blooded players.

It saddens Emma, and if one of us is sad, all of us are. Honestly, I'm looking forward to an actual challenge.

A beeping noise breaks me form my slightly depressive thoughts, and I turn in my phone to see a group text.

Emma: Looks like we got ourselves the first catch. Kaijo v. Pack tonight. Kylee, Sasha, Marian, Cass, and I will be playing. Keep up the good work, girls.
Perry: Good luck!
Cass: Oh boy...
Amy: Go Pack!
Karol: Wanna let the us three into the bleachers to let out our team name?
Marian: Sounds like a plan.
Sasha: I got homework to slack off on anyways.
Me: Seems like it's time. Meet at my place for uniforms and battle plans?
Emma: Yep. See you all after school.

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The gym was packed, but the girls got in just in time, covering their gear and fan-outfits in tracksuits.

Karol, Amy, and Perry moved towards the bleachers on their team's side, seeing as it's not as filled up. Emma, Kylee, Sasha, Marian, and Cass were warming up beneath them, pulling of their tracksuits and allowing their teammates behind to grab them, water bottles sitting next to the chairs. They didn't have the bindings this time, showing off their femininity, yet still sporting those stone looks like the last few games. The crowd gasps, exploding into gossip about how the mysterious team from America was all female. Kaijo looks utterly confused, Kise especially.

"W-wha?! I didn't know that they were female!" the over excited blond shouts, earning a whack from his senpai. The captian himself blushes, being extremely awkward around girls.

Cass and Amy let out a whistle, directing attention from the team on the court to the team in the bleachers, all ready with their gear on. Karol grabs the mic that one of the referees offered her.

"Hello! My name is Karol, and this is The Pack. We hail from America, as you probably already know, but we are not male. The team on the floor is lead by our co-captians, Emma and Kylee," they wave, "with Cass," a wave, "Sasha," wave, "and Marian." A fist in the air. "Up here with me is Amy," a hearty laugh, "and Perry," another wave. "We are glad that you have allowed us to play. We hope this game is a good one." She bows, handing off the mic. Emma and Kylee walk up to the half-court line, their team spreading out behind them. Kise and Kasamatsu walk up to the court as well, and shake hands with the two girls. Emma smirks slightly, whispering something in english to the girls.

"Time to Hunt."

They all grin hungrily at the team opposite, and the fire lit in their eyes sends chills down Kaijo's Blue Elites.

"Let's go for the Kill!"

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The game ended in the girls' loss, but it was slim. 93-92. They were happy regardless, smiling and laughing, jumping around with sweat-slick brows and exclamation of joy.

"Wow, I haven't had a workout like that in a while!" Sasha exclams, shaking hands with Kaijo's coach vigorously. Marian  was teasing Kasamatsu while he was a stuttering mess, but he still managed to beat down Kise when the younger remarked how flustered his senpai was.

Emma and Kylee stood on the outskirts, towels wrapped around their necks and warm expressions donned. Amy, Karol, Cass, and Perry were running around the gym once most cleared out except for the teams, racing against themselves and the others that joined in.

Emma looks up from her quiet conversation with Kylee when Kise approaches, a wary expression taking over. He bows slightly at the sight of the two, and stays as such until Emma whispers something to Kylee.

"Hello, do you need something?" Kylee asks, not looking up from her notebook.

"You're Silentis-cchi, yea? I've seen you around school a lot. You're in my english class," the blond chirps, and Kylee finally looks up.

"Yeah, but please refrain from calling me by my family name. The entire team shares it," she quips.

Kise looks shocked for a second, noting how the girls aren't any older than he.

"We were adopted together at age six, grouped together since before then. Our caretaker's last name was Silentis, so we took it on," Emma explains, seeing Kise's startled expression.

Kylee stands to call in the rest of the girls, grabbing packs and bottles. Emma says something that gets all the girls giggling before walking out of the gym, the rest of the Pack in tow. They separate into several different cars, six in all.

Kise is left standing near the exit, waving as the last car exits,  before grabbing his phone and dialing a well known number.
"Akashi-cchi, you might want to schedule a meeting with the rest.... I've got some interesting news."