Note : Hello! First of all, thank you to everyone, anyone who reads this. Erm this is my first fanfic so...it might suck... ENJOY and i hope you like it

Summary : Why he never talks about his family and avoids talking about it.

I DO NOT OWN KUROKO NO BASUKE EXCEPT FOR THIS STORY.

The Reason Why

"I'm home...," he said, coming back from the convenience store, holding a bag with a basketball magazine in it.

As he passed his parents in the office he greeted them and left for his room.

For some reason, no one really noticed his presence except for his family, which made him think whether it was so hard to notice him by other people. Once he entered his room, he threw himself on the bed and rested his eyes. Before he even managed to fall asleep and throw everything on his mind away, he heard distant, but clear, shoutings.

"You should worry...our child!" A familiar, deep voice shouted.

"Well...about you?!...child either!" A high-pitched voice shouted back.

Don't they know I can hear them clearly...when they're arguing this loud in the house...

Though Kuroko pretends he never hears them and continues whatever he does, he can't help but feel guilty hearing his parents arguing everyday, every moment. He didn't and couldn't blame it on his parents. After all, he thinks it's his fault since it started after what happened a few years ago.

-FLASHBACK-

Kuroko was eight at that time. He laughed happily and loudly as he tried on his new bicycle he got from his parents. His parents were looking at him, smiling as they saw their son enjoying himself. The father left to continue his officework, leaving Kuroko and his mom alone. The mother smiled happily at Kuroko, he smiled back and continued cycling. After some time, Kuroko got bored of the bicycle and wanted to do something else.

"Hmmm...Where should we go..." the woman with light blue hair, reaching her waist, wondered.

"Basketball court! Basketball court!" The young boy said excitedly. He had seen his father playing with his friends very often as he followed his father everywhere when he was younger. He had observed and observed, growing an interest in basketball more and more.

The woman chuckled and said, "I see, I see, let's go," and gave a smile to her son. Her son rushed into the house, informing his father where they would go.

~~At basketball court~~

"Mama amazing!" Shouted the boy who stood by his mom which scored a shot.

She giggled softly and said,"Thank you. Do you want to try, Tetsuya?"

The young boy nodded excitedly as his mother walked nearer to him, passing him a ball.

"Now hold the ball properly and don't let go Tetsuya," she said while grinning as she carried him nearer to the hoop, which was shorter than an average hoop, suitable for young children. Kuroko nodded.

Since she was tall enough to reach the short hoop, she had Kuroko dunk the ball in.

"YAYYYY!" They both cheered as the ball went in.

Suddenly, a ringtone was heard loud and clear, she took out her phone from her pocket.

Grinning, she said,"Tetsuya, stay here and don't go anywhere okay? Mama's going to talk to my friend," receiving a nod from Kuroko, she turned her back to Kuroko while talking to her friend.

As Kuroko looked at his mother's back, holding the ball with his hands, he tried to shoot like how his father did when playing. He placed his hands in place and threw it up to the hoop. As it was in the air, time seemed to slow down, and he felt like it took hours as he watched the ball 'flying'. As the ball went nearer to the hoop, everything went on too fast, as if time was fast forwarding itself, playing with Kuroko's innocent time. Before he even realized it, he felt a strong hit on his head and landed to the ground his back facing it, making a loud thud.

He felt his body being lifted up, he left his eyes closed, too tired to open them up to see who picked him up.

"..TSUYA...TET...YA!"

Just when he felt like he was going to be in a deep sleep, he tried hard to open his eyes, hearing a distant call for his name. He only opened it halfway, stealing a glance at his mother's face. Her wide blue eyes, full of concern and shock. He opened it another time, only to see tears flowing down uncontrollably. The boy stared at his mother with his half-opened eyes, looking as if he just woke up from a long sleep. Trying to get words out of himself, wondering what had made her cry, nothing came out. His concerned mother wiped her tears before staring at the young boy again, who seemed lost in thought.

Mama...Please don't cry...Why are you crying?

The boy used his strength to lift up his hand, using it to brush his mother's tear as it was going to roll down her pale cheek. As he opened his mouth, he managed to squeeze some words out of him

"Please... don't.. cry.."

Everything went black. But before it did, he saw his mother's face shocked at what her son had said.

"Baka..." Tears rolled down again and again.

-HOSPITAL-

The young boy opened up his eyes and found himself in a white room, stinking of a smell like medicines. He lifted up his hand to touch his head and found out that it was bandaged. Outside, his parents were talking, although it looked much more tenser than talking. Staring at his mother, he realized she was looking down to the floor, avoiding her husband's gaze.

"Why didn't you take more care of him?! He could have died!" His father said, controlling his voice so that it wouldn't sound too loud to disturb other patients.

Kuroko saw his mother in the same position as before, but saw water droplets drop. But somehow, when his mother looked up to the man in front of her to argue back, her tears had disappeared and she spotted her son staring at her.

She rushed into the room, ignoring the man which was left outside, shocked by the sudden action of his wife.

"Tetsuya!" She hugged him tightly.

Kuroko felt his back going wet as his mother hugged him and realized what she was doing. Although he was uncomfortable in that position, he hugged her back and patted her back softly as if saying, don't worry, it's okay.

Although she kept hugging him, she realized that her understanding son understood her as he read a lot of books.

It must be because of reading too much drama books right, Tetsuya?

She smiled a little before breaking from the hug to look at Kuroko face to face. Her tears still flowing uncontrollably, she mouthed...

Thank you

-PRESENT-

Kuroko knew. He knew. He was the start of the argument. Everything. After that incident, Kuroko's parents never interacted the way they actually did before the incident. Calm, loving and understanding. Now they were different. They started arguing about almost everything. If it was just a minor argument, one of them would back down. But if it was something major, it could go on for days until they drop it. Some topics were even repeated.

Don't they ever get tired of it?

Kuroko felt a tear coming out and stuffed his face on his pillow before allowing his tears to come out even more. He wanted it to change. He wanted it to be everything it used to be. But he knew it wouldn't be that simple, after all he faced the harsh truth after what happened at Teiko. He was now with Seirin, his new team he focused on bringing to the top.

Just this once... if I had a chance to change something... I want to change my family...

"Nothing will change unless you do something," his inner voice said.

Kuroko knew that. He wanted to tell them, say he was sorry but knew that that would do nothing. He didn't know what to do.

Happy endings don't exist.

That was what he firmly believed since young.

Author's note : How was it? I'm very sorry if it didn't lift up to your expectations. Erm I'm still thinking how to end it. So help me and review! :D If there are more and more endings, maybe I'll make multi-endings. Anyways, arigato gozimasu minna-san! Hoped you enjoyed it!