A/N: Another crossover =X

Warning: Violence and Rape

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke or Magi

Prologue

Touou Kingdom

Touou Kingdom, one of the wealthiest and most powerful cities in the world, a glorious place with extravagant structures, and where celebrations were held almost everyday. Standing tall and proud in the dead center of the bustling streets, was the Grand Palace. The place where their beloved King, who had provided them with all the luxuries they had today, resided.

However, the outskirts of the city were the total opposite. The King labeled that area as the slums and the citizens that were unfortunate enough to live there, were poor, underfed, and mistreated. The slums were getting less populated by the day. Be it from starvation, illness, or even people being kidnapped in order to be traded as slaves.

Long story short, the people in this area were avoided at all cost. Afterall, why should anyone care for people who couldn't even take care of themselves? Should they relinquish the three to four meals they received daily to feed those who were lucky enough to get one meal from a garbage can? No, they didn't want to bother with people who couldn't make a living on their own. They were only rats who tried to dirty their lovely city with their disease infested bodies. People who were rarely seen, and never heard.

And what did the King do..? Nothing. He was currently seated in the throne room in his lush palace that was lined in white gold and sapphires. Some of his guards were stationed along the path to his throne, which was also heavily laced in gems. But the most extravagant part was the clothing the King and his partner wore.

The mans darkly tanned body was covered in the finest cloth, gems and jewelry adorning his fingers, neck and ears. Even the heavily bored expression on his face and the slumped way he sat upon the seat, did nothing to dim the dangerous aura that demanded obedience.

In contrast to the dark man, his personal servant, a boy looking no older than sixteen, had milky white skin, and was wearing the finest light blue silk to match his equally long, silky blue hair and eyes. The King kept him hidden from others and never let anyone other than his guard or advisors even spare him a glance. Those who did..were never heard from again.

Everything was quiet in the palace as it was at the end of every week. The citizens knew this day was a relax day from the usual parties, and knew not to bother the King. But today, the silence was interrupted as the doors to the throne room were forced open and a man stepped inside, worry on his face.

"Your Majesty. The citizens of the slums are all rioting." One of Aomine's advisors, a man with black-hair and glasses, said. "If we don't do something now, they'll storm the Kingdom..."

The tanned man sighed, removing his head from his hands and sitting up. But otherwise, said nothing to aid the situation.

"W-What do we do, Your Highness?" One of the guards asked.

"Hah? Just kill them all." Came the bored response as the King resumed his earlier posture and replaced his companion on his lap, whose eyes widened at the heartless command.

"Y-Yes, Your Highness!"

Sad light-blue eyes watched as the soldiers filed out of the throne room to execute the command their ruler had set. When the two of them were alone in the room once again, he looked at the man whose lap he was on.

Sensing the look and getting annoyed, the King roughly removed the boy from him and stood. With one last glare, he stormed down the steps and out of the room, slamming the large doors behind him and heading for his sleeping chambers.

Once inside of his room, he sat on the window sill and stared disinterestedly out of his the glass, watching as his guards dealt with the unruly people. Blood and bodies of men, women and children, covering the courtyard outside.

"Aomine..-sama..." A soft voice spoke up, breaking the tense silence in the room. The King turned away from the window to spare the boy a glance, not noticing when he had come inside, before looking back out of the window to watch the scum who were being slaughtered outside.

"What, Tetsu..?"

"I-Is this the best course of action?" The question was full of hesitation and sorrow. So many innocent people were being killed right now because of his Kings orders. Hearing the tone of the others voice, the man turned back around to face him, narrowing his eyes at the expression on his face.

"They are ungrateful, Tetsu. I provide them with places to live and yet they dared to rise up today. They deserve this."

"Please, this...this is inhumane... Even if you view them as such, no one deserves to be treated like that, Aomine-kun." The bluenette used the name that he used to call the man by, in hopes of making him realize just how dire this situation was. But, when the tanned man only became angrier, he knew that it had the opposite effect.

The man rose and strode across the room smacking the smaller hard, making the boy fall to the ground, who held his cheek with a surprised look on his face. Never... never had he hit him, especially not that hard.

They were frozen in that position, angry dark blue eyes glaring into emotionless light blue. Those emotionless eyes used to be so full of life. Before everything had happened, they would sparkle with life and love when they landed on the tanned mans face. But now..they were dulled and it made the King irate.

"I'll...be going then...Aomine-sama..." Detached blue eyes broke the eye contact, and the blue-haired teen stood heading for the exit. Things were going to get bad...the Rukh warned him and he had to take heed. But as his hand grabbed the doorknob, he was stopped when a callused hand gripped his elbow.

He would make those eyes go back to how they were... He violently pulled the boy away from the door and towards the four-poster bed that was also adorned in gems and silk. Throwing the pale teen onto the mountain of pillows, he climbed onto the mattress, proceeding to kiss and undress him. And without warning or preparation he entered him, making the other clench his teeth together at the pain.

"Tetsu..." The man ground out in between thrusts, eyes closed in pleasure. But when he didn't hear the other say anything, they opened and narrowed. Those eyes were still glazed, perhaps even more so, now. He couldn't take it...he wanted to see those eyes fill with something, anything! Still inside of him, he rose his hands and grasped the lean neck, harshly.

"A-Aom..mine...-sa..ma." He barely managed to ground out in pain because of the merciless way the other was thrusting inside of him and the large hands that were squeezing his throat.

The small bluenette raised his arms and gripped the tanned wrists that belonged to his master, in an attempt to lessen the pressure that was around his neck. But it didn't help since the other was stronger than him, and he wouldn't dare to use his magic against the person he swore his life to.

"Wasn't it YOU who chose ME to be King?! Why are you going against me, Tetsu?!" The angered man added more pressure to the neck that was in his hands.

Blue eyes were filled with tears as he stared into the cold dark blue ones inches away from his. His vision was slowly being tinted with black shadows, only strangled gasps forced their way from his throat as the boys empty lungs tried to receive air. Pale hands fell limply to the owners sides, who no longer had the strength to lift them.

"Why'd you follow me all of those times?! You're mine, Tetsu! MY Magi." The King could see nothing, eyes clouded with anger. "I will NOT let you leave me!" He put all his feelings of anxiety and irritation in this sentence, pounding into the smaller body beneath him with each word.

But the words fell on deaf ears, sapphire eyes were closed, chest no longer moving, and body unnaturally still. As he released, the haze in his mind finally dissipated. And he looked down at the other, wanting to apologize for losing his control once again. But when they saw how lifeless his friend looked, he froze.

Dark blue eyes widened in horror as he stared down at the body of the person in front of him. Paler than normal, and unmoving.

"T-Tetsu..?" He took his hands off of the slender bruised throat and removed himself from the boy's body, anger gone, replaced with disbelief and penitence. Shakily, he rose a hand to check the boys pulse, the same one that had just a few moments ago were used in violence.

Nothing... No thump... No movement... Just deathly stillness and silence. He shook the boy, hoping he'd wake up. When he just moved limply at the movement, he knew... Slowly, he brought the boy to his lap and held him.

What had he done..? How could he..? He had been so angry, so fed up with the citizens petty complaints, with his partners apprehension of his decisions... But that was no reason to do..what he had done.

Magi's were beings of pure magic, and once they died... Mournful blue eyes watched as the form of his friend disintegrated slowly, feet first and slowly making its way up to his head. The light of the Rukh's floated around the body before raising into the air and disappearing.

King Aomine stared blankly at the vacant space where his friends body once laid.

"Why are you following me, kid?" Dark blue eyes that belonged to the sixteen year old Aomine glared at the annoying twelve-year old who was following him around once again that day.

"You...Just feel right." Came the reply from the boy.

"Hah..?" The boy just stared at the older persons disbelieving face, before nodding to himself as if confirming something he had just thought of.

"I've decided. I'll make you King one day." The teen froze at the determined tone in the others voice. He grew up on the streets and now this kid was telling him that he'd be King? Nonsense.

Tanned fists clenched as he remembered the bold statement the other had said.

"What? No way. Buzz off." Was this boy crazy..? But his doubtfulness disappeared when a pale arm rose and revealed a scepter. As he did, the Rukh from the Kingdom all swarmed towards them both.

Aomine's eyes widened in shock. Only...magicians or Magi's could do that... He looked back down at the boy who had a small amused smile on his face.

"I'll be your Magi. I'll follow behind you and make you shine above all else. Together, you will become King."

Aomine stared into the boys unwavering gaze and...he found himself believing him...

He now wished that he had denied the boy... If he had, then...He'd still be alive...

"Alright... I'll play along for now." The tanned teen resumed walking down the dirt roads at a slower pace than before so the kid could keep up. Seeing the way the other still had to run to keep up, he grinned in amusement, making the other pout.

"I'm Aomine Daiki. What about you?"

"Kuroko. Kuroko Tetsuya."

"Hah...That's too long." He said lazily. "I'll just call you Tetsu."

"Okay, Aomine-kun..." Aomine smiled at the cute way the boy had said the name, and ruffled his hair.

"Let's go, you have to make me...'shine'." Aomine said, mockingly. Still not totally believing the weak looking boy, even if he were a Magi.

"Yes..." Kuroko smiled up at the teen. And they began their long journey together.

Aomine felt tears of frustration make their way down his cheeks. When...When had he forgotten all the things the other had done for him..? And this was how he had repaid him... He remembered the pained look on the others face as he had...raped him...Killed him...

Gone...He was gone.

"I'm sorry..." Came the heartbroken voice. "I'm so sorry, Tetsu..."

In the background, as he wept, the screams of the peasants could be heard.

A/N 2: Omg, I cried so much writing this... Dx Might just leave it as a one-shot...So sad Dx Should I continue?