Mirror Chapter 1 : Sweet Lies of Bitter Truth, a kuroko no basuke/黒子のバスケ fanfic

I made a Kuroko no Basuke fanfiction! :)

I hope you will like it!

I don't own Kuroko no Basuke.

Oh, no offense to Shin-chan, 'kay~? :3

"When you are scared to look into what the future of you had grasped, you chose to flee away, leaving all of them who are precious to you as if they are nothing. Even if you—yourself—were born from nothing until love turned you into something."

CHAPTER 1: Sweet Lies of Bitter Truth

Akashi Seijurou wasn't one to fond of mirror. In fact, he hates thing called 'mirror'. Not because he's born as a boy—no—gender wasn't the only reason of why he despises it. For an example, take Kise Ryouta—a haired blond model in Teiko who always going around hugging Kuroko like there's no tomorrow. He admitted that he always brought a small pocket mirror in case he was called to a photo shot in the middle of the day unannounced. Not to mention that Akashi often caught him practicing his 'sparkling' smile in the locker room after practice—alone.

Or a green haired horoscope freak, Midorima Shintarou. He also often brought all size mirrors to school and claimed that it was his lucky item for the day. And he acted like he doesn't care which was true.

Or an icy blue haired phantom man, Kuroko Tetsuya. Akashi never minded that his other comrades—Kise and Midorima—acted silly with bringing girly stuff like that to their school since he knew that they are all stupid and absurd anyway.

But Kuroko Tetsuya?

Akashi totally minded about that.

When Kise or Midorima brought that thing up into the surface, Akashi and the others—minus Kuroko—would tease them about being girly and stuff.

But when Kuroko Tetsuya did it?

He glared at the thing peeking through the space between Kuroko's bag as if it dared him to come closer.

Which he gladly took that challenge.

"Akashi-kun, what are you doing there? Isn't that my bag?" Kuroko said behind him and Akashi made a mental note to punish Aomine Daiki for teaching Kuroko things like "scaring-your-teammates-with-your-low-presence". Quadruple training menu for the tanned man on the way.

No, he is not scared of course. Why would he? He is the most feared teenager around Japan as they said 'if look could kill.'

Akashi gracefully turned away, facing Kuroko this time with a big smile plastered on his face. "Why, Tetsuya. I didn't realize you were there. Do you need something from me?" Kuroko tilted his head and pointed toward his opened bag.

"Then why are you glaring at my mirror like there is no tomorrow? What did my mirror do to make you upset?"

Akashi frowned when he heard Kuroko calling that thing's name and grunted in disgust.

"Throw it away, Tetsuya. It's bad for your live as I see that you have no need for that…thing."

"Why are you so sure, Akashi-kun? Besides it is called mirror, you know."

"I am always right, Tetsuya. And I am never wrong." Akashi replied, totally ignoring Kuroko's last sentence. Kuroko just shrugged and grabbed his mirror and gazed directly into it as he could see his own reflection staring back dully at him.

"Do you know that mirror could foresee your own future, Akashi-kun?" Akashi folded his hands in front of his chest before snorted.

"Ridiculous. You are reading too much books, Tetsuya. As I can see myself, my eyes can see the future more accurately than that mirror of yours."

Kuroko stared blankly at his own reflection before a ghostly smile lit up his lips which went unnoticed by the said captain, "…You are right, Akashi-kun."

Akashi nodded, "Of course. Why wouldn't I? Go back to practice, Tetsuya."

"…Sure, Akashi-kun. See you later at the court." Kuroko put his mirror back inside his bag and turned his back but stopped mid-way. Akashi waited patiently with an amusement lit up on his heterochromatic eyes. After all, he knew what would happen next. The corner of his lips twitched upwards. Kuroko turned his head to him as the same ghostly smile plastered on his pale complexion, Akashi's eyes widened at this as his smirk dropped.

'It's not the same. Why?' Akashi thought bitterly with a still shocked expression.

"But do you know, Akashi-kun? Even though I cannot foresee the future of you, I know… I know that someday, real soon, you would stare into your own reflection. You will stare at it with wide-eyes, and you will gasp as you blame the air for suffocating you. You will realize that not everything you said is true. After all, we are just a mere human... right?" As soon as he said that, the same ghostly smile disappeared like it was never there from the very beginning. Kuroko turned on his heels and walked away muttering a soft, "Bye, Akashi-kun."

Little did he know, the owner of heterochromatic eyes heard it all clearly. Very clearly.

-[x]-

No one smile. No one even raised their heads as tears keep threatening to fall. Even if it fell, they can do nothing. Because deep down, they realized that it was futile. They can't reverse time. All they can do is regretting their own stupidity about not noticing the change behavior of their most precious friend. Akashi stood firmly with the remaining of Generation of Miracles stood dejectedly in front of him. Akashi himself was staring at empty space as he pictured that this was all a joke. Poor joke.

But it seems that once again, he is wrong.

Oh his hand, a letter of resignation of Kuroko Tetsuya was gripped harshly. His eyes blurred with anger and sadness which he can't comprehend what he is feeling at the moment.

"Akashi… Where did you get that letter?" Aomine asked. He was feeling the worst among them all since he was the first one to find Kuroko on third string hall—practicing by himself—and he promised Kuroko that they will play basketball together and yet, he is also the first one to broke it all into pieces. He started to slack off, not even 'practice' crossed his mind. All he wants to do is playing basketball with a same level person as him—the same with his motto, "Only me who can beats me." Just so suddenly, he wished that he hadn't said that, he wished he hadn't changed to a person who Kuroko feared the most, he wished he had seen what's coming so he can stop it soon. But once again, human is a selfish being.

"..." Akashi didn't utter a single word as he only focused on his last meeting with Kuroko. The day they discussed about his mirror. He didn't understand what Kuroko had meant up until now.

'No. I don't know, Tetsuya. Where are you? Why are you doing this?' His breath came in uneven rhythm.

Akashi did tell Midorima about that day. As it was also the last day everyone saw Kuroko Tetsuya. He just disappeared into thin air, like he was never existed. And Akashi hated it the most.

Can't they see that Tetsuya is also a valuable human being?

Of course they cannot.

But what rights did Akashi have to say that? None. Since he is also the one—the last one—who is completing the last part of Kuroko's broken heart before shattering it into pieces.

Kise opened his mouth to say something but stopped mid-way as the hall's door burst open by no other than their pink haired manager. All of their attentions were directed towards her.

"Have you…" she panted as she tried to support herself by gripping hard her buckling knees, "…Have you heard about Tetsu-kun?" she said and with that only one sentence, they felt like all of their breathe had just left their lungs in one go.

"…What happened to Kuroko?" Midorima asked with a masked concern while adjusting his glasses.

Momoi looked at them in the eyes. Tears were flowing down through her cheeks as she opened her mouth, "He is gone... We will never meet him again. He… He is gone!"

So, what do you think?

Are you feeling curious? :D