Summary: It was never his intention to hurt Kiyoshi but now his gloomy past haunts him. What will Hanamiya do if he suddenly realizes the real intentions of his actions but time is running out?

Rating: M

Words: 13,045

A/N: Yaio. KiyoHana. Characters may be OC. Pardon for my wrong grammar. Kuroko no Basuke is not mine.

REALIZATIONS

Chapter 1

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Time was moving slow for Makoto Hanamiya. He has been repeatedly glancing at his watch in his left hand for nearly more than an hour now. It was Friday; the hot afternoon breeze has started to conquer the classroom atmosphere annoying everyone but him the most. The finals are nearly up and this would be their last class meeting yet until now Hanamiya has shown no interest in the subject – Physics. Well, why would he, when in a matter of seconds he can calculate what is given even without his scientific calculator.

"Hey, Hanamiya, do we have practice this afternoon?" He heard a voice from his left but he never even cared to turn to acknowledge the asker. Instead he continued to gaze at the setting sun that would be the signal of the end of the day and start of his nightlife.

"Oi, Hanamiya, do we have practice this afternoon, damn it, answer me!" The voice got louder nearly capturing the attention of the asker's neighbors yet too soft to be heard by their teacher who for nearly 5 minutes now have not stopped from writing on the board some kinematic equations.

"Do you even know what does silence means?" Hanamiya answered still staring at the red-orange sky. "Your training menu is doubled, no, not quite, make it tripled, Furuhashi."

"Ha?!" Furuhashi shouted so loud, this time catching the attention of everyone.

"Is there something wrong, Furuhashi-kun?" Their female teacher, nearly in her mid-40s, asked in astonishment as she stops writing.

"Yes, I mean no, I thought I just saw something." Furuhashi sheepishly replied scratching the back of his head while staring daggers at their basketball coach and captain.

"Oh, I see. Well then, do you mind answering this problem?" Their teacher radiantly smiled giving the chalk.

It was the first time Kojiro Furuhashi doubted himself, other than saying no to their teacher's request which is clearly a command; he stood up from his chair and got the chalk from his teacher and started to scribble down equations which he, himself has no idea of.

Hanamiya's lips curved upward as he sees his teammate suffer from solving the physics problem their teacher had given him. He then quickly glanced at his watch, hoping that their class would end anytime soon. This time, fate proved to be at his side, the moment he check the time, the class bell rang.

"Ah, it's time. Anyway, you still have to show the whole solution next meeting, Furuhashi-kun." Their teacher gave her radiant smiled again but this time she was also emitting a dark aura.

"Yes sensei." Furuhashi nervously answered as he gives the chalk back and walked toward his seat to get his belongings.

"That was a simple problem, how come you did not get it in time?" Hanamiya teased as he stood up and started walking out of the classroom.

"Yeah, well why did you not answer it yourself, you're the genius one right?"

"Shut up Kojiro." Hanamiya's tone of voice quickly changed from teasing to serious as he gives Furuhashi a stare before totally leaving the classroom. "Show respect to your captain and coach, otherwise, I'll make it quadrupled."

Furuhashi gulped from what he heard. His captain – their captain – has been acting weird lately. Could it be because of our lost during the Winter Cup preliminaries? He thought but quickly regretting the idea of remembering their gloomy lost.

Hanamiya continued his walk towards their gym contemplating. He was about to facilitate their team's last practice before their final exams. As a school policy, all student activities must be cancelled during the final examination week. Even though he was a special student in Kirisaki Daichi, he is in fact, still a student, thus he must still obey some of the school rules and this is the reality that Hanamiya hates the most.

The walk from their classroom to the gym was quite a long one. Along the way, many students greeted him but he ignored them all. None of them was interesting for him, as he would always answer every time he is asked why he has no date at all. After all, Hanamiya does not like caring for someone; the word love does not exist in his dictionary. What he always want is to inflict pain, to his delight, he is known as the campus' most famous sadist, part of it is because of his actions, another part of it is because he is the captain and at the same time the coach of Kirisaki Daichi basketball club and lastly, a small part of it is because, he actually looks handsome if he does not move and do anything bad. He was nearing the gym when he paused for a while and stared at the glass window along the corridor in which he then saw an image of a basketball player with brown hair and Seirin High uniform smiling at him.

"You are really a good player Hanamiya; I want to play with you again." The man waved and cheerfully smiled.

Idiot. Hanamiya thought for a moment. Argh, what the hell, he's been getting into my nerves lately. I will destroy him even if it is the last thing I can do. That smile, I will make sure you can never show that to me ag…

"Oi Hanamiya, what happened to Furuhashi? He seems to be out of his self today." A voice quickly interrupted his trail of thoughts.

"Yes Hara, he is surely out of his usual rhythm especially when he knows that he will be doing tripled training menu today." He sadistically answered snapping his fingers as if a great idea suddenly popped out from nowhere. "What if, all of you do a tripled training menu, after all, isn't it our last practice for this semester?"

Kazuya Hara did not respond nor did even a voluntary action was made. Have Hanamiya lost his mind lately? Is this the result of losing to an unnamed school?

"I was just joking Hara, I just want to annoy Furuhashi – all of you today." Hanamiya let out a short laugh after looking at his frozen teammate and continued walking. "You can say that I do not have a heart but I have my mind and letting you do tripled training menu will surely result to you guys failing your exams, now, now, we don't want that to happen right?"

Hara did not know if he would happy for the lifeline or to be mad at the insult and belittlement but he know that remaining silent and smiling would be the best thing he could do right now.

Sounds of ball dribbling and rubber shoes greeted the two as they reached the gym. As usual, the third and second strings would be doing practice games while the first string and regulars would be on the other court sharpening their basic skills and expertise.

A soft smile that quickly disappeared as soon as it was formed was planted on Hanamiya face. It wasn't his love for the sport or the enthusiasm that fuels him to play basketball but rather it was his obsession on physically hurting others and the idea of how his brain is being used especially when in a game their "web" is being established.

Quickly entering the locker room to change for his practice clothes, he suddenly paused for a moment as fresh memories of their last match with Seirin High flooded his mind. It wasn't the game that upsets him, although he is definitely disappointed at their lost. It was actually the conversation he had with Kiyoshi, Seirin High's center, that bugged him the most and has been haunting him in the last few days.

The match was just over, the players have returned to their respective locker rooms. While Seirin jubilates at their win and earning the participation for the Winter Cup as one of the 2 Tokyo representatives, Kirisaki Daichi was in silence, nobody even can manage to utter a single word, just sniffs and sounds of tears dropping can be heard, it was as if all hope was lost and the their path to victory was totally eradicated.

Unknown to both teams, just outside the Winter Cup building, two men wearing different basketball uniforms were having the best moments of their life.

"You should have lost! You, you." Hanamiya pointed his finger to the tall, brown-haired center of Seirin. "You should have been weak after I gave you that injury!" He then suddenly paused realizing he just admitted his mischief last year.

"So, you finally admitted it. Say, how many players do you still have to injure for you to realize that your technique is wrong! You're totally not like this, you are one of the best players I have met, now, I do not even know you." Kiyoshi shouted while controlling himself from punching the man standing in front of him.

"Stop sugarcoating your words Kiyoshi, I've known you since middle school and you never did like me or my style. You're only saying that because you won." Hanamiya shouted angrily aggravated by his childhood friend's remarks.

"You must have really hated me then but why include the others? You have not even answered my first question, tell me Hanamiya, how many more players do you still have to injure for you to understand that what you are doing is wrong?" Kiyoshi moved closer and placed his hands on Hanamiya's shoulders only to be rejected by the latter.

Hanamiya stared at the ground. He did not reply because he does not have to, the answer was too obvious; of course he can freely hurt anyone as long as he can and he will not stop until he can satisfy himself.

"So, that's it?" Kiyoshi asked looking at the silent Hanamiya and then quickly shifting his gaze to the night sky which was already filled with stars.

"Humph." Hanamiya itched. He knew he was running out of words. He just does not want to sound like any helpless guy being scolded by the authority.

"You know, this is my last year of playing basketball." His words quickly caught Hanamiya's gaze who was now staring at him. "The doctor said, my knee injury was so bad that rigorous activities such as sports should be avoided for at least 5 years. I hope the next time we can play will be when we are now in the professional world. I really want to play with you again." Kiyoshi smiled while telling a sad story.

His smile caught Hanamiya. How can he still smile with hope and much enthusiasm after everything? This guy is totally ridiculous, is this really the one that I totally envy ever since we played during middle school?

"Ah, well then, I guess like I have to go now. I hate talking to myself, you know. I just hope you realize this - you do not have to be heartless, you can at least just be ironheart. See you in the next game soon Hanamiya and please do think about my questions. Good-bye." Kiyoshi uttered smilingly and waved as he walks away from the other player.

"Oi, Hanamiya, the practice is about to start." Hara's voice quickly brought him back to the present time. "You seem to be thinking deeply this days, is there a problem?"

"Nah, nothing, anyway, have the other's finished their warm up? Maybe a practice game for our final practice will be enough." Hanamiya shook his head lightly hoping to get the memories out of his mind. "Don't worry about me, everything's fine."

Hara could not believe his ears. Since when did Hanamiya said that a practice game is enough? It was something fresh to his hearing. Perhaps, something is definitely not right with captain. He curiously looked at Hanamiya while the two walked out of the locker room into the basketball court.

"Oi captain!" Two men simultaneously shouted as they see Hanamiya approaching.

"Shut up Seto and Yamazaki, didn't I warn you about double greetings?" Hanamiya reprimanded the last two of the five regulars of the basketball club. "Maybe the two of you also would like to suffer the same fate as Furuhashi, hmm."

"Sorry captain. We are just worried about you. You seem to have been acting strange after the winter cup. Is there a problem?"

Seto apologized hoping not to aggravate their sadistic captain who was already giving his usual smile which always leads to something bad happening.

"Can you guys stop worrying about me, one more word about that and I surely make your last practice memorable." Hanamiya annoyingly uttered while throwing the ball to the net. "Now, shall we do the practice game? Kojiro Furuhashi, Kazuya Hara and Hiroshi Yamazaki will be one team. I and Kentaro Seto will be the other one."

"Ei? A two on three? Isn't that a little bit unfair?" Yamazaki complained walking toward his teammates.

"Yeah captain, at least find someone else to be in your team." Furuhashi added stretching and warming up for the practice game.

"Well, well, we do not have to. I only need Seto to beat you all." Hanamiya countered with a sharp gaze. "Now enough talk, let's start."

Kirisaki Daichi basketball club's final practice game for the semester began smoothly. It was the usual with Hanamiya shooting and Seto defending, they were leading with 8 points from the other team who was actually having a hard time gaining a momentum.

Damn. I never thought captain can be this good. He might not be a member of the Generation of Miracles but he definitely proved that he is worthy of being an uncrowned general. Hara thought while waiting for Yamazaki to pass the ball to him.

"Oi, Hara!" He heard a voice and suddenly the ball was in his hands. He quickly went to position and went for a two point shot when Seto appeared in front, he tried to stop but the ball was already leaving his hand. The hell, that won't make it!

Indeed it did not. The ball slightly missed the ring and Hanamiya caught a glimpse of it. He quickly went to the other court and shot.

"Oi captain, that was a little bit out of angle!" Furuhashi smiled noticing how Hanamiya just shot the ball to the ring not even considering whether it would go in or not. He then went near the ring hoping to catch the ball but something quickly got his gaze. Wait, is that Seto running for a dunk? What, no way, since when did they began doing an alley-oop?

The next few seconds, the other regulars were in awe of what they just saw. Their captain and Seto had indeed performed their first alley-oop perfectly.

The sound of the whistle blowing signified the end of the practice game. Although it was one round, it did not follow the usual basketball format with four quarters, they had been playing for nearly straight two hours without break. The regulars were sweating hard after such rigorous training.

I knew something was fishy when Hanamiya said a practice game was enough, this is worst than a double training menu, well at least better than tripled. Hara smirked as he lay on the bench pouring water to his face hoping to cool himself down.

"Wow, you guys survived. I told you I would win." Hanamiya mockingly grinned looking at the scoreboard which showed 69 – 198.

"Yeah, yeah. Say captain, that alley-oop with Seto what made you suddenly decide to do that? Furuhashi curiously asked as he lay beside Hara.

"True, I was so amazed that it actually reminded me of Seirin High." Yamazaki commented enthusiastically but then noticed four pairs of eye staring at him blankly. "What, did I say something wrong?"

"Idiot." Hara replied after drinking all the water from his container. "Nobody is allowed to mention that devilish school especially the name Kiyoshi, right captain?"

Suddenly the temperature in the gym dropped. "Say Hiroshi and Kazuya, I really feel a little bit pissed right now. Run 50 laps now!" Hanamiya itched as the words – Seirin and Kiyoshi passed thru his hears.

The two regulars were in shock of the sudden order but knowing their captain better, they quickly stood up and ran without further ado.

"I'm leaving now, take care of them Seto, be a good vice-captain this time and you," Hanamiya pointed at the trembling Furuhashi. "you're free to leave now."

Furuhashi quickly smiled at their captain's order and hastily left before Hanamiya can even change his mind. Wasn't I supposed to do triple training menu today? Oh well.

Hanamiya was alone in the locker room. Furuhashi has already left earlier with a smiling face, Yamazaki and Hara was still doing their 50 laps and Seto was guarding them. Hanamiya opened his locker to get his belongings and upon closing it, he saw Kiyoshi sitting in one of the benches.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Hanamiya gulped upon seeing the person he least expected to see in his campus. "You know you aren't welcome here."

"You're always mean to me Makoto." Kiyoshi gave his trademark smile.

"What did you just say? Who gave you the right to call me by my first name?" Hanamiya's eyebrows met in anger and annoyance. "Get the hell out of here!"

"Is that how you should treat your guest, Makoto?" Kiyoshi stood up and went toward the window in which the Kirisaki Daichi oval and two regulars running around can be seen. "I just want to give my childhood friend a visit; many people say that he's been acting weird lately. I just want to make sure you are fine."

"Stop!" Hanamiya shouted. "Stop all this nonsense, you don't care about me, you're just here to insult me. Get out and go to hell, shit!"

"Ouch, calling me shit hurts, Makoto-chan." Kiyoshi teasingly replied walking towards Hanamiya.

"Last warning, get lost or your other knee will be injured." Hanamiya threatened but Kiyoshi was continually walking toward him. "I said get lost!"

Out of nowhere Hanamiya threw a basketball that collided with the locker room's mirror. Shards of glass suddenly fell and the sound of the breakage caught the attention of everyone in the gym especially his teammates.

"Tsk, what a very bad move Makoto-chan. That mirror is sure expensive. Anyway, why.." Kiyoshi paused and looked at the broken mirror; he tried to speak again but was interrupted.

"Please, fuck off!" Hanamiya squeaked covering his ears and closing his eyes as if he does not want to see and hear Kiyoshi anymore. "I can't stand this anymo…"

"Captain!" He heard a familiar voice and quickly opened to see his eyes, finding relief when he saw Seto, Yamazaki and Hara in front of him.

"Uhm, what happened captain, you just destroyed our mirror." Hara commented looking at the broken shards of glass scattered around the floor.

"What happened? We heard you were shouting and talking to someone but when we searched nobody was here." Seto added looking at his annoyed captain.

"Wait, what did you just say?" Hanamiya realized something from his vice-captain's remarks.

"Well, you were shouting. Is there something wrong?" Seto replied confused and lightly scratching the back of his head.

"No not that one, the other one." Hanamiya sharpened his gaze at his vice-captain.

"Oh, that part which he said that nobody was here?" Yamazaki answered looking directly at Hanamiya's eyes.

"What do you mean nobody was here?" Hanamiya's voice became more serious as he tried to compose himself of what is happening.

"Well, when we arrived we only saw you. By any chance captain," Seto paused not sure if he will continue or not. "did you saw someone or something which he all did not see?"

"Idiot, ghosts don't exist in real life, Seto." Hanamiya countered but his face full of confusion and anxiety.

"Then, who were you talking to?" Hara asked out of the blue. "I mean like, you were talking, of course, not unless if you were talking and shouting to yourself.

The other regulars nodded in agreement with Hara. We all have noticed captain's weird actions lately, could it be that he had gone… Seto thought but was interrupted.

"Stop accusing me of anything Seto, it's very obvious from your facial emotions, I am fine. Ah, maybe I just need some rest, I am going now." Hanamiya picked up his bag and headed for the exit. "One more thing, tell the supervisor that a cat suddenly broke the mirror. I am not taking any responsibility for it." He left and closed the locker room doors.

"Hmm. Something is obviously bothering captain, I wonder what is it?" Seto muttered as he laid his back on the lockers.

"Well, even if he does he is still too prideful to share it to us." Hara remarked opening his locker and transferring his belonging from the locker to his bag. "You think it's related to the recent match with Seirin High?"

Nobody uttered a word. Seirin is no longer allowed to be spoken off in Kirisaki Daichi especially in the basketball club, but then if the problem lies with Seirin, I guess it can't be helped then but I doubt Makoto will admit this himself. What are you hiding this time, Hanamiya? Seto thought deeply not even noticing how his face has change due to the stress he is taking from their current problem. This is even harder than predicting a team's game play!

Suddenly the room's silence was broken with a laugh. "You look so damn ugly when you think too much Seto. Sorry, sorry, I just can't stop laughing." Furuhashi suddenly entered the locker room.

"Oi, I thought you went home already! What are you still doing here?" Yamazaki asked as he looks at the newcomer who just arrived.

"Nothing, I just came back to get something but then I heard something about captain so I quickly went to see you guys but then Seto's weird face greeted me. Well, anyway, about the problem, I guess I had a clue." Furuhashi explained still giving short laughs.

"Oh, then make sure this time it counts unlike the last advice about the vanishing drive which was completely useless." Seto raised his eyebrows at Furuhashi.

"Yeah, this time it will work but I need your help guys."

"So, what is it about then?" Hara asked annoyed by how Furuhashi has been slow playing things.

"Patience, would the three of you gather closer here." Furuhashi requested then whispered something soft, too soft to be heard but enough for the other three to have their eyes widen. "So, are you in?"

"What the hell was that? Captain will surely kill us if we do that." Hara was the first to react upon hearing Furuhashi's suggestion and plan.

"True, that's too risky and not to mention so straightforward too." Yamazaki added.

"Huh? I thought you all wanted to help captain and find the truth out?" Furuhashi smiled in shock and disbelief.

"I'm in." Seto confidently replied and stood up. "Don't care about those two, Furuhashi, we're more than enough." He continued walking toward the door.

"Wait! Ok, fine, I'll give this a shot." Yamazaki quickly changed his mind after hearing Seto agreed to the plan.

"Ha? Now I have no more choice! Fine, I'll also agree now, for now." Hara added after hearing that everyone has agreed to the surely 'god-help-us-for-trespassing' plan.

"Wow, okay then. We will start tomorrow; this problem must be fixed before the final exams. Got it?" Furuhashi asked as he was then stunned on how changeable his friends are.

Everyone nodded. Sorry, Hanamiya but I guess I have to do this. Seto thought as he left the room.