Kuroko No Basuke is not mine. I own nothing than the fic itself.

English is not my first languange. Sorry for any grammar mistakes, knowing this isn't beta-ed.

Chapter 1

The match between Seirin and Rakuzan at Winter Cup has ended with Seirin as the winner. With 124-122 as a final score, and two points gap for Rakuzan, Seirin managed to achieved the victory by relying at their Ace's dunk. Kagami Taiga managed to score two points above Rakuzan, and the match ended.

Seirin's member barely could supported their body weight at the end of the rough and terrifying match against the most powerful school with the most powerful members. Three crownless king and the captain of Generation of Miracles himself. But they made it. Kuroko Tetsuya, the ex-Phantom sixth man of Generation of Miracles gave his former captain, Akashi Seijuuro, a light smile, before collapsing due the exhaustion.

Fear and surprise shown at the heterochromatic eyes as he witness the person he respected and adored the most fall to the floor. But, luckily, Kagami caught the smaller boy's body before it had a chance to collided against the floor. "Water!" he could heard the captain of Seirin shouted loudly, and the coach rushed to gather the bottle filled water from her bag.

The other members of Generation of Miracles rushed to Seirin's bench. One with tanned skin and dark blue hair talked to the Seirin's ace, and they nodded in unison as Kagami carried the smaller boy and both of the aces rushed out.

The mismatched eyes stared at the retreating figures, and he clenched his fists hard. "Tetsuya." Is the only word that he could let out. His shoulders trembled, but he felt a light tap on it, he turned his head. Only to saw the familiar blond that held 'copycat' title with him. Kise Ryouta.

"Akashicchi." The blond that much taller than him called out. He stared at his ex-captain that now shaking. His small yet tough shoulder trembling. He couldn't see it. "Kurokocchi will be fine." He paused after he saw his ex-captain tensed at the mention of their Phantom sixth man's name. "He's exhausted and dehydrated. But, he'll be fine." He added, tried hard to calm the smaller redhead that seemed to lost his composure. His attempt was a succeed as he saw the owner of the heterochromatic eyes is no longer tensed. His shoulders are no longer trembling and Kise thought it will be fine to remove his hand off the smaller man's shoulder.

"But, I'm lost." The three words that out from the ex-captain made Kise smiled. But he knew, deep down inside Akashi's heart, he's happy that Kuroko could beat all of them, the Generation of Miracles. The said phantom pulled them out of from the depth of the darkness called selfishness.

He, Kuroko Tetsuya, whose claimed himself as a phantom, is the real light among them. He teach them something called friendship and teamwork. Along with the Seirin's members, he fade away all the darkness inside the Generation of Miracles hearts, brought them back to their senses and made them know the warm feeling called love again.

The shadow made light by himself, even the brightest light could not pass Kuroko's light. Yes, because of him, all the Generation of Miracles member has came back to their old caring self.

"But, Ryouta, I'll make sure to give you a 'present' because touching me earlier." Akashi said, his eyes glinted with danger.

"Eeeek! I'm sorry, Akashicchi!" the said blond kneeled down. Asking for forgiveness of the said redhead. But his attempt were futile. Poor Kise. And the rest of the team left the blond and the captain, in order to not disturb their talk. Or Kise's punishment. To be exact.

It's been a few days since the blue haired male passed out on the court. He got recovered fast, thanks -for his friends and coach- that always pushes him to ate living liquid in many colors. She always scolded him about not being healthy by drinking only vanilla milkshakes. She keep blabbering about his lack of nutrition, and he must politely refused her handmade cooking, that looked like a..slimy and living liquid. He'll get more sick if he forced himself to ate any of it.

Today, no one is around at the moment. He finally get some peaces for a while. He should take a walk to relaxed his stiff muscles because he barely moved them these last few days. He walked to the shower, only to washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Nigou waited on his bed obediently, it seemed like the dog already chose his outfit for today. Long sleeved v-neck black shirt, white with turquoise stripes cardigan, and dark blue jeans. He took a glance at the digital clock on his night stand, it showed a quarter past seven o'clock. It's a bit late to do a jog. His outfit isn't matched for a jog either. "You want to walk around, right Nigou?" he asked the white and black husky that barked in agreement.

He should've known that.

After put on his clothes, he ran lightly to the front door to wear his shoes. Nigou trailed behind him, with leash and collar between his mouth. The dog want his owner to put it on him. He didn't like to walk alone and ended up to get lost like last time. He don't want to meet the vegetable head and candy girl anymore. He had enough of it. Not to mention that vegetable headed man always stared at him sharply like he want to strangle the dog to death.

Kuroko heard a light whimper and patted the dog's head while putting on the collar and leash on Nigou. He smiled at how obedient his dog. He knew that Nigou always managed to get back home everytime he got lost. But it seemed that Nigou didn't like to get lost everytime and everyday. Maybe the dog prefer to stayed by his side.

The baby blue haired man turned the doorknob and the small husky ran out when the door opened wide enough for him to pass. He almost losing his balance and almost hit his head on the half opened door. But someone's hand on his shoulder prevent him to do so. Instead, he hit his head to the person's chest. The top of his head collided with the man's chin, whose grunted in pain.

He heard a light bark, and the person grumbled loudly. He knew this familiar voice.

"Kagami-kun?"

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