I don't own Kurobasu

That Friday was like any other Fridays. The colourful group of teens known as the Generation of Miracles just finished their practice and went to hang out at Maji Burger.

"Aominecchi, is that new burger good? Lemme try~ssu!" Kise leaned over the table towards Aomine and opened his mouth like a baby chick waiting to be fed.

"Huh? What are you doing, baka Kise? You look stupid."

Kise pretended to be hurt, "So mean, saying stupid twice!"

"Come one, Aominecchi! Feed me~" Kise was still leaning over the table, mouth open, "Don't be shy-ssu!"

The power forward hurled his half-eaten burger at the blonde. He was pissed, mainly because the blonde attracted LOTS of attention and it's embarrassing to be seen like that. And he didn't want to take any chances of the big-boobies out there thinking he's gay.

Some of Kise's fangirls offered their handkerchiefs or tissues to the model. Seeing this, other fangirls started approaching and crowding around their table. To Kuroko's relief, those noisy fangirls left after sensing a very dark, evil aura, obviously from Akashi.

"You should control those annoying fangirls of yours, Kise." Midorima pushed up his glasses, still looking pissed by the not-so-unexpected disturbance. Other stabbing remarks from the others were thrown at the blonde, making him feel super guilty and gloomily eat his burger.

Kuroko felt a little guilty for verbally attacking Kise. It's not like the model could help it.

"Boohoo... Why's everyone's extra mean today..."

The blonde, who hadn't gotten tired of moping, bolted from his seat. Something cold was pressing against his left cheek.

"Whoa!" Kise reached his hand to his cold cheek. "Kurokocchi? Wha-"

Kuroko was holding his milkshake in front of the blonde's face, his face deadpan. Kise tilted his head in confusion and the other GoM members had stopped their discussion and were now looking at those two curiously.

"Ah! Are you trying to cheer me up, Kurokocchii~~?" The sparkles were back around the model.

"If you don't want it-"

"I DEFINITELY, ABSOLUTELY WANT IT-SSU~!'

"Just one sip..." Kise wasn't listening anymore. He grabbed Kuroko's hands and took a long, hard sip of the milkshake, making Kuroko regretted ever having pitied the blonde.

A certain redhead was clearly pissed (a.k.a. jealous) at the blonde. His deathly glare was locked onto Kise, and his almost-empty-cup of coke crushed mercilessly in his hands.

Tetsuya had never even shared his water with him! How dare that idiot stole Tetsuya's indirect kiss?!

"Kurokocchi, is that a new flavour? I don't think that's vanilla."

"Yes. It's vanilla milkshake with mashed strawberries. Lately, I've been craving for this flavour." Kuroko looked at the red-spotted vanilla milkshake as if he was enamoured.

"Ah~ It's delicious, isn't it, Kuro-chin?"

"Erm..." Kuroko nodded. "I like the colour."

"Eh? The colour? What about the flavour, Kurokocchi?"

"The red spots are pretty...," said the bluenette, still not looking up from his milkshake, but was stealing glances at a certain redhead who was still glaring at Kise.

The indigo, yellow, green and purple teens looked back and forth from their phantom to their captain, their eyes widening with growing realization.

"EEEH?"

Uh... The first half kinda looks more like KiKuro "Orz But! This is AkaKuro, my absolute OTP! (KiKuro's a runner-up for me). But if you guys prefer KiKuro, i guess you're free to think this as KiKuro fic... *shrugs*