A/N: Ayy, Lime here. I don't own Kuroko no Basket and that will apply to all chapters that are/will be posted in the future.

0~0 are lines, because my lines keep getting eaten up. There IS a plot. So things will be slow.

That's about it.

I hope you enjoy this story.

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*RINGRING*

School had just ended and he quickly rose from his desk, having prepared his things 5 minutes earlier. He walked to his locker and sorted his things out, his mind on other things. After several minutes of shoving and grabbing, he thought he had everything he needed and headed out.

He reached a mob of people and silently infiltrated the bustling crowd, letting them push him forward to his destination. Which happened to be a single bulletin board. He scanned through the papers labeled "Basketball Club Evaluation Results" on it. He skipped the first paper with "First String" on it, because he knew that he couldn't possibly be on it. Instead, his eyes scanned through "Second String" for his name. His lips frowned in disappointment when it wasn't there. He gave a gentle sigh as he finally looked at the last paper with "Third String" on it, sure that his name would be on it, even though he believed his performance in the last evaluation better than all his performances before, him practicing extra hard for it. His frown deepened when he couldn't find his name. He then checked all the papers again, even the "First String" one because the coaches might have awarded him for his hard work, though that was extremely unlikely, them being the sadistic monsters they were.

His name just wasn't on any of the papers.

He looked around to see if anyone else was having his dilemma, searching through the crowd for confused faces. He saw was a bright red-headed girl standing near him with a faint smirk on her face. He saw a group of black-haired students patting a beaming brown-haired student on his back. He saw gray-haired student looking downcast. He saw a blonde one waving to someone cheerily. The one thing he didn't see was another being expressing confusion that matched his inner turmoil.

He could only hear static and couldn't make out anything except a faint, "Akashichi! I got in the second string!" due to its excessive volume.

He...he had to know why. He needed to find the coach and ask why. And that is precisely what he did, steps brisk and fast, shining with determination as he hunted him down.

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The coach was in the gymnasium, surrounded by a group of teenage girls. And looking extremely pleased, at that.

Pedophile.

He decided that he could wait until the girls left so he could talk to the coach alone. He promptly sat down after making that decision, and took out a novel that he had borrowed from the library just that morning. It was extremely dull and predictable, and he was easily distracted, though that he couldn't imagine being sucked into the book when he was in such turmoil. He tried though, and page by page was flipped faithfully, though its contents did not fully implant themselves in his head.

After awhile, he noticed the sound of retreating footsteps. He looked up from the novel to confirm that the coach was alone.

He was.

So he gently set his book aside and walked up to him.

"Excuse me."

"AHHHHHHH!" The coach screamed, "WHEN THE HELL WERE YOU HERE?"

He checked his watch. "Approximately 20 minutes," he replied in a monotone.

The coach stayed silent, shocked that he hadn't realized that Kuroko was there for such a long period of time.

"I came to talk about the evaluation results," Kuroko added. "My name wasn't listed."

"Ah, that," the coach perceived. "How should I say this?" he muttered to himself. He raised his voice so the teal haired boy could hear, though it was unnecessary because Kuroko could perfectly make out what he was saying.

"We...were wondering if you still wanted to be in the club. Its been a long time and you still haven't made any progress...so..."

Kuroko lowered his head and his bangs veiled his eyes from view. "You're kicking me out."

"Well...I wouldn't phrase it like that. It's more lik-"

"I understand."

The coach, having been interrupted, had his mouth open. He closed it and changed it to what he hoped was a gentle smile. "Good," he said and he left the gym.

Leaving Kuroko to mull over what had just transpired.

The phantom walked over to get his things and as he was walking out, saw his coach's retreating back.

"I understand perfectly," he whispered. "I need to prove that I'm worthy." His pale blue eyes hardened in resolve as he switched the direction of his feet to the third gymnasium instead of his home.

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A/N: Next will be Aomine time~ Other chapters will be longer. Please Review. :)