Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Kuroko No Basuke. All rights belong to the creator and producers of the Manga.
Rated T for the following contents: Minor Language, Torture, Gore, etc.…
A/N This is yet another story where I hurt one of my most prized characters. So, expect a lot of hurt/comfort, angst and enough blood and unhappy thoughts to go around. Also, this story is based in-between Sirin's and Yosen's match. Furthermore, I hope that you will read, review, and enjoy.
Warning: This story is un-betad. If you want to complain about it, then please find me a beta whom will work with my hectic schedule and eccentric personality!
Kuroko could not seem to comprehend what was taking place. The only thing he could remember was following after Kagami as they walked into the redhead's apartment, only to be ambushed from behind by someone whom he could only assume had been waiting upon their arrival.
Kuroko had felt Kagami push him out of the way in order to avoid being struck by the object in which their assailant yielded. However, in the instance of trying to protect his shadow, Kagami was hit over the head by the attacker, which was immediately followed by another brash strike to the back of his skull, in order to render him unconscious.
The teal haired boy's horror stricken eyes stared directly at the man, that gradually allowed the metal pipe to drop from his hand once he was reassured that Taiga was insentient.
"Who are you?" Kuroko queried as he watched the figure progressively turn to face him and was suddenly paralyzed with incredulity at the appalling revelation of their invader. "Ha… Haizaki-kun?"
The boy laughed at the apprehension that gleamed within the teal's eyes, and without warning, he lashed out towards Kuroko whom instinctively tried to avoid the teenagers capricious attack.
However, Tatsuya was unable to dodge Shogo's swift movement, therefore he was quickly taken by his assailant and was roughly pushed to the floor; additionally restrained from making any movements.
"Now, now." Shogo teased while piercing something sharp through the boy's upper side, and earning an aggrieved screech in return. "Shhh… Tetsuya. You'll wake the neighbors." He stated in a mordant tone, as he ripped the weapon from the boy's thigh and watched gleefully as blood exuded from the wound.
"Kagami-kun!" Kuroko cried out unexpectedly, as his body jolted upwards in an ineffectual attempt to break free.
Shogo cackled at the teen's pitiable cries; for Kuroko had to have known that Taiga would not awaken, and would therefore not be coming to his rescue.
A hand was swiftly thrown over his mouth to silence the cacophonous shrieks that continued to slither past his trembling lips, thus, Shogo's actions only provoked the boy's instinctive responses to break away from his hold.
The teenager tittered at the futile efforts until he felt a sharp pain strike his groin which caused him to release his grip on Tetsuya, so that his hands could then fall to the throbbing and susceptible area.
The small teen instantaneously pulled himself out from beneath Shogo and ran towards Kagami's unmoving form, where he then dropped to his knees beside him and began virulently shaking at his shoulder.
Then, without warning, he had been abruptly torn away from his light and was brusquely thrown across the floor.
"You little bastard!" Shogo snapped as he seized the boy's arm, and yanked him to his feet where he then forced him down into the coffee table, in which was placed in the center of the room. "You're really going to resent what you just did!"
Within a mere second the boy was over top of him, forcing his fragile frame to the ground, nevertheless, Tetsuya refused to give in that easily and instantly began to struggle against Haizaki's durable hold.
"Damn it! Stop moving Kuroko!" He spat, whilst drawing a white cloth from his back pocket and forcefully placed it over Kuroko's face, covering his mouth and nose.
Kuroko wanted to scream, kick, and fight with all of the strength that he had, and yet, he could do nothing but lye there within this fiend's unwavering grasp as the sickeningly sweet scent of chloroform reluctantly filled his lungs.
Everything around Kuroko began to fade away as his vision was slowly corrupted by darkness. He could feel every part of him screaming in dismay until there was nothing left to feel, and the last thing that his somnolent mind fathomed was the sound of Haizaki's vindictive voice that slowly dissipated into oblivion.
(BREAK)
Tetsuya awakened to the feeling of glacial water abruptly striking his face, and the sound of laughter that reverberated through the hollow room; additionally, causing the hair on his back to rise with inconsumable trepidation.
"Good morning sunshine." Shogo purred, as he delivered a hard kick to the boy's side.
Kuroko slowly peeled his eyes open to stare blankly at the decomposed ceiling, however, this action only caused sharp pain to pulse through his head several times, instigating him to swiftly close his eyes in order to avoid the pain.
The vicinity of the room was bitter, as the frigid air only continued to brush against his bare arms, making his wet clothes feel akin to icicles against his bare skin.
"Aw, how cute." Haizaki mocked, while leaning down to the teal's level, where he gave his cheek a harsh pat to force him to reopen his eyes. "Let me refresh your memory."
Laggardly the boy stood and stepped aside so that Kuroko had a clear view of Kagami, whom laid across the room with his legs and arms bounded by ropes. However, another thing that seemed to draw his attention was the small trails of crusted blood that tracked down either sides of his neck.
"However, you really shouldn't be worrying about him." Haizaki began in a sardonic tone. "What you should be worrying about is what I'm going to do to you." Haizaki's stated, as his eyes glistened with pleasure at the look of apprehension that swept across the young boy's once solemn features.
"You know, weren't you the one who told me not to quit basketball? Yeah, that was you. That little shit whose always stating that he's the freaking 'Absolute', is the one who told me to quit the team! What an ass! They all really pissed me off! Especially Kise. What makes him think that he's better than me, huh?" Shogo leaned back down in front of Kuroko while pulling a switchblade from his front pocket and leisurely extending it. "But you, you just couldn't keep that little mouth shut, could you? The whole 'I believe in you Kise-kun!'" He stated in a mocking tone. "What a joke! Tell me Kuroko, do you still believe in him? Do you really believe in the Generation of Miracles?"
Kuroko's attention drifted back to Kagami, as a sickened look came across his tender face.
"Haizaki-kun? What are you doing?" Kuroko queried.
A laugh slithered past the malignant teenager's lips, as he then dilatorily traced the knife over the side of Tetsuya's face.
"Aw, poor little Kuroko. You really are naïve, aren't you?" Shogo asked while a malevolent grin pegged at his lips.
An appalled feeling consumed Kuroko, as his body began to shake ever so slightly when the boy glided the blade down the center of his chest, tearing small slits into the thin fabric of his sheer white shirt.
Suddenly his breaths became expeditious, as he watched Shogo pull the knife away while keeping his concentration directed attentively at the torn material like an emaciated animal.
"What do you say Kuroko?" Haizaki began as he leisurely dragged the sharp edge of the knife over Kuroko's arm. "Do you want to have some fun?"
"Haizaki-kun, please. You don't have to do this." Tetsuya uttered, his voice breaking in between words.
"You're right," Haizaki stated. "But is that going to stop me from taking away what you and the 'Generation of dumb asses' took from me?"
"Please, Haizaki-kun!" Kuroko pleaded again, in hopes of stopping the boy before he had done something brash.
Slowly Haizaki pushed the knife up to Tetsuya's throat, slicing through the delicate layers of skin until he drew blood.
Kuroko was stunned, and could only stare hopelessly into Haizaki's demented orbs, as he got disconcertingly close to his ashen face.
"Let's get started, shall we?" Shogo declared, his voice ebullient and shaking with undeniable assertiveness, as he then removed the knife from his throat. "Perhaps I'll start with cutting open your chest, maybe even carve my name into your flesh. Or even take a few fingers. Or what do you say we go a little farther than that?"
Kuroko began to thrash around as the teen grabbed a hold of either one of his shoulders pinning him to the floor, while his leg rested on Tetsuya's small ones to restrain him from making any hasty movements.
The boy's body shook tremulously beneath Shogo's hold, as tears sprang from his eyes and glided down his face in a fast stream. A loud scream expelled from his vocals and echoed throughout the still room, where his cacophonous cry soon collided with malevolent laughter.
Kuroko could feel Haizaki tear at his shirt until he had ripped it in two and was slowly trailing the cold tip of the switchblade over his bare chest; causing every hair on Tetsuya's body to rise.
Unexpectedly the knife came to a halt just above Kuroko's hip, causing the smaller boy to shudder beneath the cold blade and additionally causing the knife to pierce through the weak layers if skin, sending a small jolt of pain through his side.
"Aw, do you feel that Kuroko?" He queried, earning a silent moan in reply. "You can keep on struggling, but you aren't getting out of this one." Slowly he pulled himself over top of Tetsuya and leaned down until he was only inches away from his face. "You're my bitch now!"
Kuroko's breathing quickened as the taller teen scoffed at the look of horror that swept across his pale face.
"Haizaki-kun…" Kuroko choked out. "you don't have to do this."
A chilling cackle escaped Haizaki as he moved away from Kuroko's face and dilatorily traced the knife over the boy's arm, causing Kuroko's form to become tense, as every part of him screamed and exerted from the trepidation that tamed him.
Suddenly there was a low moan coming from across the room, which instantly drew Kuroko's attention to Kagami, whom began to stir.
"Kagami-kun!" Kuroko called out to him, causing Haizaki to stare off to the side where Kagami had begun to raise his head.
Kuroko could feel a small tinge of hope fill his chest as he watched his light hesitantly move his legs around as he fixed his eyes on Kuroko.
"Ah, I see we have an audience," Haizaki stated enthusiastically.
Kagami blinked several times as he tried to clear the fog that blurred his vision, making it nearly impossible to see his shadow.
After a moment he had finally cleared away the haze that kept him from viewing his friend and was able to see the small teal haired boy whom laid beneath Haizaki's tall frame.
Indignation filled Taiga once he had comprehended the scene before him; this particular feeling pushed all of the pain and discomforts that he had been feeling to the back of his mind and replaced it with foreboding anger.
Taiga's body trembled as he hesitantly sat forward, his gaze sharp and observing Shogo's every move.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Kagami hissed, as pain tore through his head. Instantly causing him to squeeze his eyes shut in a way to abate the pressure.
Shogo cackled at Taiga's deplorable state and leisurely stood from where he was positioned overtop of the small teal-haired teen and made his way over to Kagami.
Kuroko felt the tension in his chest slowly abate, as he watched Haizaki step away from him. However, that feeling didn't last long, for it was quickly demolished once he saw Haizaki walking in Kagami's direction; where he knelt down in front of him and grabbed a fist full of his red locks.
"Feeling some pain there, huh?" Shogo queried while bringing them face-to-face. "If only you hadn't tried to play 'hero', then maybe you wouldn't be in so much pain right now. I bet it's irritating right?"
Without warning Kagami spewed a mouthful of saliva in Haizaki's face, causing the teen to release his hold on the boy's hair, and to slowly wipe the oozing liquid from his eye.
Promptly he tried to fling the saliva from his hand, only to have it dilatorily ooze out from between his fingers.
"Now we're both in the same boat," Kagami mocked, as his eyes stared furiously back at him.
Suddenly the boy stood and used the end of his shirt to wipe away the remaining spit that had slowly trailed down the side of his face, all while a chuckle escaped his lips. "You're really going to regret that."
"Haizaki-kun!" Kuroko called out, drawing both of the teen's attention to him.
"Kuroko… don't." Kagami warned, his red eyes pleading with him to remain soundless.
Haizaki slowly peered back down at Kagami, whose gaze was still interlocked with the small teen.
"Aw… how sweet," Shogo stated, as he turned back to Kuroko. "The shadow doesn't want his light to be hurt," Haizaki began, as he walked towards the other end of the room, where he pulled up the pipe that he had used previously to knock the redhead unconscious. "but the light still wants to protect his shadow, right?"
The redhead felt a sickened feeling form in the pit of his stomach as he watched the boy playfully twirl the object around in his hand.
Suddenly he came to a halt in front of the redhead and stared down at him with a galvanized stance, then, without a second of hesitation he raised the object into the air and hit Kagami hard on the side of the face sending him crumpling to his side.
An amused laugh filled the air as the teen took the pipe into the center of Taiga's abdomen, which was quickly followed by another strike to his upper chest.
Kuroko stared for a moment, too stunned to speak as he watched Shogo pound the metal object into his lights chest numerous times.
Shogo mocked Taiga's pitiful attempt to curl himself into a fetal ball in order to protect his body from the blows; however, no matter which movements he seemed to make it did not stop the malevolent teenager from obtaining his goal.
An anguished cry filled the air, additionally leading up to the disturbing sound of the pipe colliding into his ribs, thus leading them to wonder if the sound had been due to a severed bone.
Kagami released a cacophonous shriek, as pain sprouted through his quivering form, causing him to draw in several inhalations as his lungs tried to obtain the amount of air that they desperately yearned for.
"Haizaki-kun, please! Stop!" Kuroko screamed at him, his eyes filling with renewed tears.
The black haired boy drew in a deep breath as he slowly stood and glanced over at Kuroko, whose teal eyes were wide with irrefutable apprehension.
Haizaki turned back to the redhead, whom continued to breathe deeply through his parted lips. Slowly he knelt down in front of the boy and gave him a hard hit to his side, causing him to roll over so that his back was now pressed up against the cold floor.
"So Kagami…" Haizaki teased while grabbing another handful of his hair. "How do you feel now?"
Red eyes stared back at him, and for a moment they held each other gaze until another mouthful of bloodied saliva hit Shogo's face.
Haizaki sighed as he threw him back to the ground and stood from where he had been kneeling.
"Obviously I didn't get the information through that thick skull of your's, but don't worry…" Shogo stated while positioning the pipe in his hand for another hit. "I'm sure I can fix that."
"Haizaki-kun!" Tetsuya screamed, his voice drawing him back to him. "Don't hurt Kagami-kun for something that we caused."
"We?" Haizaki repeated.
"You're only lashing out because you lost the match to Kise-kun," Kuroko declared his voice stern and hiding any emotion he once showed.
The virulent teen laughed at Kuroko's statement, as he hastily turned back to stare at him.
"Wow, you really are stupid." Haizaki began. "This isn't about losing that dumb game! This is about getting back at them for what they took from me! But sadly…" Haizaki started as he walked towards him. "You won't live to tell them that. What do you think I bought this idiot along for? He's here to watch every torturous thing that I do to you so that he can tell the Generation of Miracles what pain I bestowed upon their precious little shadow. Starting from the beginning, and up until the moment that you draw your very, last, breath."
Kuroko could feel the blood drain from his face as an unpleasant feeling pegged at his abdomen.
"Haizaki-kun…" Kuroko stuttered, as he stared intently into Shogo's dark orbs.
"Shh… Shh… Shh…" He shushed while placing a finger over Kuroko's lips. "By the time that I am done with you, Kuroko… You will no longer be addressing me as Haizaki-kun." Shogo added, as a malignant smile formed on his lips. "Because you won't even remember who you are towards the end of this trip."
A look of trepidation came across Kuroko's youthful features, as he stared deeply into the other boy's wild gaze.
Haizaki slowly pulled the bridge of Kuroko's shirt apart while throwing the pipe to the side and pulling his knife from his front pocket, then slowly lowering it down onto the center of his chest.
"So, perhaps we should begin, from where we left off."
To Be Continued…