Yeah I always get these short little headcanons at random times. This one was written out a while go but eh, since I've got one KuroBasu fic up, I might as well put the others up. I'll try to make these somewhat longer in the future.

Once again, sorry for any inconsistencies in character or in grammar!

Kagami = God of Fire

Sometimes Kagami thinks that Kuroko should be the one called the god of fire.

To the average person, the smaller male was nothing but calm. Carefully thought out plans done to meticulous perfection, crisp clean logical reasoning keep his plays and his life in quiet, serene order.

That didn't mean that Kuroko was without passion.

He had always been first to initiate things, always. First to reach out, first to make friends, first to look the taller male in the eye and tell him in that calm voice, "I love you." The boy was nothing but brilliant to him, a cool blue flame in contrast. Beautiful and controlled but able to burn hotter than anything else when it came down to it.

"You sure you're not the Kagami here, mm?" Kagami asks one day, the other male cradled in his arms.

"Kagami-kun asks odd questions at times." There's a slight teasing tone in his gentle voice, one that the other can't help but smile at even as he replies with light indignation.

"Oi, I'm asking you something serious here!" The statement is followed up by a tender nudge, meant to bother not hurt.

"I think the name suits you much better." Kuroko states resolutely, leaning into Kagami's strong chest and running his hands along warm forearms to carefully lace their fingers together.

"Since Kagami-kun is always warm." The said boy gives their intertwined hands a light squeeze, an easy chuckle slipping out of his mouth.

"S'that all I'm good for huh? Warming your little ass up mm?"

"Of course not. Kagami-kun is very reliable, both on and off the court. It's something I admire about you, Kagami."

It takes the redhead a second to process the somewhat lame pun, a loud guffaw escaping from him as it clicks. Kuroko rolls his head slightly, pushing the back against the laughter shaken chest.

"You're very rud-" A pair of lips on his own cuts him off, warm and gentle like the flickering embers of a campfire. The smaller boy melts into the contact, eyes closing at the heat that pools in his abdomen. Cool air hits him after a brief pause and his eyes flutter open, breath lost again as they meet with those crimson pools.

"Then..." Kagami breathes out, lips still lightly pressed against Kuroko's soft ones. "I'll make you a god of fire someday too." Cheeks afire while waiting for a reply, his heart soars when he feels the faint curling of lips followed by an almost shy reply.

"Please do."

Another laugh leaves his mouth, fingers brushing gently against the curve of his shadow's jaw as he does just that.

Kagami Tetsuya.

R&R~