Chapter One:

Taking over a classroom 101: Taught by professor Akashi

The Generation of Miracles did not meet in middle school when they joined the basketball club. They all met on their first day of elementary school. Years latter their teachers before they became the Generation of Miracles would recall them fondly. Or, rather, would recall them with great relief that they didn't have to teach them anymore. It was the same thing, really.

On the first day of elementary school Akashi Seijuurou was the first person to arrive to his class. He was dressed in business casual, and immediately walked up the teacher to introduce himself politely to her before inquiring about what they would be doing that day.

As other children started to enter the classroom, Akashi was the first one to greet them, introducing himself, committing their names to memory, going over what they would be doing that day and welcoming them to their first day, assuring worried looking parents that he would make sure their children were fine. The teacher looked a little uncertain as to what to make of that, but settled on being amused by what looked like a child's way of trying to make new friends.

When it was time for class to start the teacher took roll. Akashi was the one to inform her that she had forgotten about Kuroko Tetsuya. The blue eyed boy looked over at Akashi in surprise while the two boys sitting on either side of Tetsuya jumped a little at realizing that he was there. Akashi filed this away in his mind. Someone who went so unnoticed could be useful to him. They would be able to gather a lot of information.

The teacher apologized and put Tetsuya down as present. After a moment Tetsuya stopped giving Akashi a curious look and turned his attention to the teacher.

Kise and Aomine were nuisances. That is what Akashi deduced after about ten minutes of class while the teacher went over the classroom rules. Unfortunately, they appeared to have attached themselves to Tetsuya as soon as they realized he was sitting between them. They were talking about a game of hide and seek when they got to go to the playground and how amazing Tetsuya would be for it. Apparently hide and seek was a team game to them.

Kise did seem to have the attention of most of the girls in the classroom though, so he could be of use in winning the other children over. Akashi supposed he could deal with Aomine if he was going to be part of the social circle of two of Akashi's potential assets.

Midorima was quick to try and form bonds with Akashi, boasting that he already knew how to add and subtract. Akashi decided to include Midorima in the list of people he was going to keep close to him. The bespectacled boy was intelligent, even if he was a bit too confident in said intelligence. Being around the kid that other kids would go to for help could work for him. Even if Akashi did find the empty picture frame Midorima was carrying –a lucky item apparently- a bit odd.

They were finally allowed outside, which is when Akashi decided to approach the three musketeers. Apparently they had abandoned the idea of hide and seek when they learned that there was a basketball hoop they could play with. Akashi could work with basketball.

They quickly accepted him into their group. He made an even number which meant they could play on teams. "You can be on Tetsu's team." Aomine declared. He and Kise grinned at each other, apparently thinking that they were going to win.

"I can't really shoot." Tetsuya told Akashi as they walked to the other end of the small court.

"I can. Just pass the ball to me if you can get it from them." Akashi told the other boy.

That strategy worked amazingly well. They were playing until Momoi couldn't skip rope anymore. Whoever had the most points when she stopped would be the winner. Considering only one member of Akashi's team could shoot a basketball Akashi was a bit surprised that they ended in a tie, especially considering how good Aomine was. Momoi was really good at jump rope. She lasted twenty minutes before she told them to stop.

She ran over to them when she was done, but tripped on her way. She started to cry when she looked down and saw blood on her knee, which alerted the teacher to the fact that a student was injured. The teacher grabbed a first aid kit and started walking towards them.

However, Akashi was faster, making his way over to her. He kneeled down in front of Momoi, pulling some band aids out of his pocket, shortly followed by by a small bottle of disinfectant. He used that to clean up her scraped knee before putting two band aids on it. The band aids had superheroes on them.

"Thank you, Akashi-kun!" Momoi exclaimed, throwing her arms around Akashi as the teacher reached them with the first aid kid.

"Satsuki, are you okay?" The teacher asked with concern.

"I'm fine now. Akashi-kun helped me." Momoi said brightly, pointing at the band aids on her knee.

"That was nice of him, but that needs to be cleaned." The teacher told her, starting to open her first aid kit.

"I handled that while you were still looking for your first aid kit. I make sure to keep disinfectant and themed band aids on my person when I am going to be around other children, considering how easily they get hurt." Akashi told her. His voice was polite, but his tone suggested he thought she was lacking in her abilities as a child care specialist. She dismissed that idea though. Akashi was only six. He didn't care what she did or didn't do as long as he got to play with his friends. So, after making sure that Momoi was okay she left them be.

The five of them spent the rest of their playground time talking to each other while throwing the ball between them. The first person to drop it would lose. Tetsuya made people lose quite often. Akashi managed to play and talk to them while still glancing around to make sure everyone else in the class was okay.

Akashi secured the best place for his new social circle to have nap time. It was in a corner that the sun had trouble reaching, so they could sleep better if they wanted. It also had a shelf obscuring them from view of the teacher if they didn't want to sleep.

Most of nap time was spent with his playground group questioning Midorima's empty picture frame. Tetsuya was the only one to go to sleep. He'd tried to participate with them, but eventually drifted off, head resting on Aomine's shoulder as he slept. Aomine didn't seem to mind, if he even noticed.

When the teacher turned on the lights an hour later Akashi started waking up students who weren't awakened by the light.

And then it was snack time. The teacher provided apple juice and crackers. Akashi went to his book bag in his cubby and produced a shopping bag with a variety of candy bars, full size ones not those fun sized lies. There was nothing fun about less sugar. He had enough for everyone, giving Atsushi two because he looked like someone good to have on his side. He was only six and he was already bigger than all of the other kids. He'd be good for dealing with any bullies that might try something on any of them.

Arts and crafts was not his best subject. He wasn't the most creatively inclined person. Kise was. So, the blond had his uses after all, it seemed. He still had yet to figure out how he could use Aomine, but he and Tetsuya seemed to be a package deal. Momoi was never far behind Aomine either, and she was useful. She was smart and he should have at least one girl in his inner circle to earn the trust of other girls. Never let it be said that Akashi Seijuurou excluded people simply because of their sex. If they were worth his time they got it, naughty parts not even something that crossed his mind at this age to be something he would hold against someone.

The teacher told them they could draw anything they wanted. Kise practically sparkled at this. "Kurokocchi, what are you going to draw?" He asked excitedly, already picking out colors from the communal crayon bucket.

Tetsuya tilted his head, considering. "I'm going to draw my new friends." Tetsuya decided with a small smile before he started looking through the crayons.

Akashi drew the Earth. And then he drew himself standing on top of it. When he was done he went to his book bag again, coming back with stickers. Gold stars for the kids who had put in the most effort, silver for the ones who weren't really trying, and a frowny face for Aomine who had fallen asleep instead of doing his assignment. "It's snow." Aomine had protested. Akashi raised an eyebrow at him. "Or not." Aomine muttered, making a face that resembled the sticker on his paper.

Tetsuya had drawn stick figures with colorful hair and matching eyes with a basketball next to them. Atsushi had drawn different kinds of food. Midorima drew his picture frame, Akashi still wasn't sure what to make of that. Momoi had drawn flowers. And Kise had drawn a puppy. He'd gotten stary eyed at getting two gold stars. "Two! Maybe my mommy will put it on the fridge!" He'd said excitedly, beaming at Akashi.

"Akashi, what are you doing?" The teacher asked, pulling him aside after he'd given a sticker to the last student.

"Grading them. Everyone is done." He replied.

"You can't grade them like that." She told him with a frown.

"A letter grade hardly seems fair for something as subjective as art, especially when the instructions were so vague." Akashi told her, his face impassive. It definitely wasn't her imagination this time that he sounded like he thought he was better than her.

"Akashi, go to time out."

"For what?" He demanded, crossing his arms over his chest and leveling her with a look he had seen his father give to people considered competition.

"For trying to grade other students. You should have been doing your own work, not judging theirs."

"I did mine." He held it up, silver star catching the light as he picked it up. He knew he wasn't artistically inclined, and he hadn't tried as hard as he could have. He felt he should set a good example by grading himself the same way as everyone else.

"You still can't grade other students." She reprimanded.

"Why?" He asked, tilting his head.

"That is my job."

"But I did it first." There was a silent 'and better' at the end of that statement.

"Doing it first dose not make it your job. I am the teacher." She said sternly.

"Then teach me about why I should be in time out." He shot back without missing a beat. There was a chorus of 'ohhh's from the other kids watching them.

"For that attitude."

"It's not an attitude, it is a request. I want to know why I am being punished before I comply with the punishment. It can't possibly be for my attitude, because you told me to go to time out before we were even halfway into this conversation. I don't see how me doing your job is cause for me to get in trouble. If anything it makes things easier on you since you don't have to. Besides, nowhere in the class room rules that you taught me did you say that I could not grade other students." Akashi defended himself. How he managed to look intimidating while barely reaching the teacher's knees was a mystery.

"Akashi-kun should be a lawyer when he's a grown up." One of the kids said in the silence that followed.

Akashi knew the next moments were critical. If the teacher backed down from punishing him she was basically forfeiting power to him in front of the other students. He also knew he had made a good case for himself not getting in trouble.

He knew he won when he saw her let out a sigh. He resisted the urge to smirk in victory. "Go back to your seat, Akashi."

Akashi was the last to leave at the end of the day. His driver was the first to arrive, but Akashi wanted to make sure that everyone else in the class was able to get home. When the last student had left Akashi started walking to his car.

"I swear, that kid is trying to steal my job." He heard his teacher say to another teacher.

"He's playing teacher? That's so cute!" The other teacher replied.

"No, I mean he really is trying to steal my job. He's trying to take over the class."

Actually, he was succeeding in taking over the class, Akashi corrected in his head. He didn't bother to repress his smirk this time as he got into the car.

By the end of the week all of the kids in class looked to Akashi for instruction instead of the teacher. If the teacher gave directions they looked at Akashi to see if they should listen or not. Akashi smiled innocently at her each time, before giving a slight nod to the other students, maintaining eye contact with the teacher to let her know he knew exactly what he was doing and that there was nothing she could do about it. He was the most powerful person in the classroom, just as planned.