Authors note: Here it is, the first chapter to my story! As well as the first chapter to my first story ever since my account died and blew away all my other fanfics. I understand that the first chapter is really short, but please be patient. In the story there will be time skips so ~TS~ means a time skip. I do not own Kuroko no Basket, Tadatoshi Fujimaki does. I only own my male OC. This contains Yaoi. aka. boy/boy. Akashi/Male!OC. I will try updating more in the future as I have a vague idea of what the plot is somewhere in my brain. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
The loud buzz filled the auditorium where students gathered for the opening ceremony. The door was left open for remaining undergraduates who were late, and a gentle breeze brought cherry blossoms fluttering through the open doorway. It was the beginning of April, and the start of a new semester. The big banner with 'Welcome to Rakuzan' was hung behind a row of staff and students sitting patiently on the stage for the peers to quiet down in their seats. As the students began to settle down, the principal rose from his seat, causing a hushed silence to fill the room.
~TS~
As the principal droned on, a raven haired student seated in the back of the room was bent over his white phone, playing a digital version of shogi, ignoring the words coming out of the speakers. His fingers typing quietly on the keyboard, turquoise eyes shifting slightly from right to left. The sudden abrupt applause around the room made him lift his head in curiosity, his eyes moving to the podium. In place of the principal was a student with bright crimson hair. The representatives' red eyes swept across the whole room and his cold gaze seemed to look straight into your soul, before he began speaking. "I am Akashi Seijuro and I give you this message. In this world, winning is everything. The victor writes history, and the losers are wiped from it." Everyone held their breath, waiting for what he was to say next, but surprisingly he simply turned and walked back to his seat. Shocked faces and squeals of delight could be heard and the next student came up, looking slightly flustered.
~TS~
The opening ceremony had finally come to an end and all students began to file out, going to their assigned classrooms. The hallways were dotted with people catching up with their friends and laughter could be heard around him. Slinging his bag onto his shoulder, Souta arrived at classroom A-1 and went to the back window seat, furthest away from the front. He sat down and took his phone out, seeing a new message. He gave a small smile, glimpsing at the name of the sender. Dear Kusanagi-kun, how was your day so far? Mine went well, and basketball tryouts are soon. I don't think Seirin High is as big as Rakuzan but it is still pretty big. What club are you going to join? Anyways good luck at Rakuzan and I'll tell you about tryouts tonight. -Kuroko Tetsuya. Typing a quick reply, he noticed that the classroom had fallen silent.
Looking up, his eyes trailed to the door, seeing the cause of the silence. Akashi Seijuro stood in the doorway, his bag on his shoulder. He found his way to the row next to Souta and sat close to the front. Everyone's' eyes followed his figure as he sat down before turning to whisper to their friends. "Isn't he the son of the prestigious Akashi family?" "His looks can kill and he'll probably attract all the girls." Many of the boys scowled in jealousy as the girls fawned over Akashi. The door slid open again and a grown man entered the classroom, ushering all the students to find a seat before beginning his explanation on what's to come in the following weeks.
"In a world like that, there'd be no need for love anymore. If everyone were perfect, there would be no need to look out for others. Sympathy or love is needed because people are imperfect. A perfect human cannot love anyone." -Katsuragi Keima (The World God Only Knows)