Hello there!:D

I apologize for not updating for a pretty much long time, and I don't think I can update for a while because of school

And I gotta study, preparing for college and stuff, but I'll try to update when I have a time!

This one just came to my mind yesterday and I just feel the need to write it so yeah _(:3_

I don't know if I should continue bc well, I'm not really in a proper time to write orz..

Anyways, it's kind of sucks?idk I'll leave it to your opinions

Warnings: unbeta-ed

Kuroko no Basuke (c) Fujimaki Tadatoshi

It was very cold that night.

We people with no home, no money, no nothing, could only sit on the corner of the dark alley way.

Snow touching our heads, and our skinny body that craved for food and warmth. We shivered in the dark cold night.

We didn't had warm clothes or even a small blanket to get at least some of us to get warm.

When the cold was getting stronger, when we couldn't bear with it anymore, we decided to at least survive in this cold, suffering weather.

Some of us tried to steal some food from the stores and restaurants. Some even tried to ask those rich people for money which in the end they didn't even get.

It was the same like everyday, but with this weather getting worse we were getting even more desprate.

A few days later, I found out that two people had died.

And that made me a little scared.

We may not know each other, but we most certainly had the same situation.

I was scared if I'm going to end like them.

There's a thin line between being pessimistic and realistic. And I didn't know what to think of anymore.

When you felt your life is on the line, when you wanted to stay alive, but the condition you were in wasn't the one you could bear with...it was not in the slightest a good feeling you could have.

With my condition and his that time, I thought we wouldn't be able to survive.

He didn't really have a great body metabolism, but somehow he could cope up with things.

As long as I remember, whenever I was with him, he would be the one who would thought of anything. He always had been the one who would thought of something we could do to survive, to live, to have something we can hold on to.

Maybe that was why he still alive.

Because he had hopes.

I admire him for that.

And to me he was my hope. He was someone I could hold on to.

Someone that actually made my life a little but meaningful.

And someone that made me have reasons to live.

If he wasn't there for me, maybe I would've died that day. It was the time I actually feel grateful for having someone like him beside me.

But everything could chance when neither someone stepped away from your life or someone stepped in to your life.

It was warmth that I felt when I opened my eyes. I saw two brunettes were on my left and right side.

It seemed that I was on a...bed?Yes, it was a bed.

I glanced to the lady on my right side.

...Who is she?

And then I darted my eyes to my left side, where there was this man, probably in his late thirties. They both looked kind of a like, and they were probably a father and a daughter.

I was thinking what was I doing there, where was I, and everything that I wanted to ask.

But I didn't say or ask anything until the daughter smiled at me.

"How are you feeling?" I blinked slowly and nodding my head.

"Where am I?" I asked them.

I slowly straightened myself on the comfy bed that felt unusual for me.

The man crossed his arms and looking at me, "You're in our house, obviously." he said. The daughter pinched his arm, hissing at him, saying that he should speak nicely or something.

"About that, it's true you're in our house. We found you passed out on the street a few hours ago."

Huh..?What was I doing that I actually passed out on the street?

Maybe I was stealing some food and run away, and then passed out on the street..?But I didn't remember that I did that.

And then that reminds me, he wasn't there.

I gulped and then ask them, "Um..when I was passed out..did you see anyone beside me?"

"Hm?No I don't think so, why?" she asked.

Ah...

Right...

I see...now I remember..

He left me.

Yeah, I was certain that he left me. Because when I woke up this morning I found no one by my side.

I panicked for a while, but I thought he was just searching for food or something.

I asked someone wether he saw him somewhere. And he said, that he was with someone from a rich family early in the morning.

The guy said it was a red head guy with heterochromatic eyes and he was wearing an expensive suit.

At first I thought he was lying. But then I remember I saw a guy like that for a couple of times in an expensive store.

They were talking for quite a long time, before he decided to come with them.

I didn't know what happened, but it seemed that he didn't have any doubt when he decided to go with them.

If that's what he wanted, it's fine. But I wanted a direct answer from him.

Why did he leave me without saying anything?Am I nothing to him after all...?

I felt a hand tapped on my shoulder. I didn't realize I was spacing out for a while.

"Hey, are you okay?Do you need anything?" she asked me.

I shook my head, "No, I'm fine..thank you." I replied.

And then I realized, where should I go after this?I don't have him anymore.

...Should I go back to that alley?

Maybe...and maybe if he...

No, he wouldn't be there..

"Well, I need to get going...thank you for everything..." I said, trying to get up from the bed.

"And where are you going?" the man suddenly asked me.

"Eh?"

"Are you gonna go back to that filthy place?"

"How do you-"

"I worked near that alley way where you lived. I always saw you stealing something at the bread store infront of my working place."

Huh..weird...why hadn't I saw him before?Maybe I should really pay attention to my surroundings, just like him.

"Well, what should I do then?I can't possibly stay..."

"You don't decide things in my house, boy. In this house I make the rules." he let out a 'hmph' and then grinning at me.

"You can stay here until your condition gets better." he said.

The daughter looked at him with amazed, "Papa..." she murmured with a smile.

The man glanced at her and smiled, "It's fine, right, Riko-tan?" he laughed a little.

"Well, welcome to our house then." She said to me.

"Is...is this really okay?" I asked.

I of course wanted to live a better life. They were really nice and I feel grateful for that, but I don't want to trouble them with me being in their house.

"Hey, I said my house, my rules." he glared at me. I flinched at those scary eyes staring at me.

"Don't scare him already, Papa..." she glared at him.

He grinned at his daughter, "Ehehe..sorry, Riko-tan~"

She gritted her teeth and a vein showed on her forehead, "Would you stop calling me that?!"

"Ah, right!My name is Riko Aida, this person over here is Kagetora Aida -"Riko-tan, it's not 'this person' I'm your beloved papa!"- SHUT UP!" she introduced herself and his father before she shouted at him for interrupting her.

"What's your name?"

"Ah, I'm..Furihata Kouki."

"Furihata-kun, huh...alright!You stay here, okay?I'll make you some food, you'll need that." she hummed happily, walking out from the room.

Why do I have a bad feeling about this?

"It's okay, boy, I'll save you!" Kagetora-san said to me and then run towards where Riko-san went, looking slightly panic for some reason.

And then I was left alone in the room. I leaned on the pillow behind me, lifting my head upside facing the white ceiling.

I wonder what is he doing right now..

I could only hope everything's fine. And somehow I will try to find him.

"I hope you're doing fine wherever you are right now...Kuroko.."

A/N: That's it for now!^o^

Does this sounds more like KuroFuri?AkaKuro?Hahah, well, what do you think?:D

Anyways, I hope you guys like it!

-Kannacchi