Kuroko wasn't always quiet. In fact, he used to be the loudest kid around and his old neighbors could attest to that. He would never stop talking and a lot of people would complain that he just wouldn't shut op. He was loud, talkative and had quite a few close friends. All up to when he turned six years old, that's when he mother died. She had been desperately ill since Kuroko was born.

The birth had put extreme strain on her frail body. His father blamed Kuroko for her death and started abusing him. With each passing day Kuroko's boisterous attitude and happiness diminished drastically. He was nothing but a shell of his former self at seven, just a hollow and beaten shell. When teachers started to question his sudden change in attitude and health. His father moved. The abuse only got worse as time went on and his father took on drinking.

He was beaten harder, the more drunk his father was. On his parents anniversary it was the worst. His father was particularly drunk on that day and it didn't really help that he was practically the mirror image of his mother. The abuse continued even when he was accepted as the Phantom sixth member of the Generation of Miracles. By the time he was sixteen, he was fed up. He left his father and the Generation of Miracles, the piling stress getting to him

He moved to Seirin High School for relief, to take up life as he did when he was young. He found out the hard way that once you hollow, it's hard to become whole again. He had gotten as close as he possibly could but he was still a mere shadow of his actual self. His presence remained at an all-time low, his loud personality still buried deep, unable to surface. Even with his new light, it wasn't enough . Something was missing, something important.

He himself didn't know was it was and it pissed him off. Stress was slowly building as he realized this but it was multiplied tenfold when he was contacted by no one other than his own father. In the middle of practice. In a room full of people who don't know of his past. Kuroko panicked when he knew exactly what day it actually was.

The day of his parents anniversary. Fear gripped his heart as he thought of all the harsh beatings he always received and he wouldn't put it past his father to come to him. His phone continued to vibrate across the room and he thought about ignoring it. His hope was crushed as Kagami pointed out the fact that his phone was 'Being annoying as hell' and that he should answer it. He struggled to keep the fear off of his face as he shakily picked up the phone.

''Hello?'' he said quietly, relieved when his voice didn't waver.

''You know who it *hic* is, ya bastard'' he father slurred, obviously drunk. Kuroko felt his heartbeat quicken and body shaking violently. ''Yeh think since ya moved that I couldn't get yeh? I'll come o'ver there and kick yer ass.'' Kuroko flished visibly as he heard glass break, a string of curses trailing over the phone. Kuroko gulped loudly.

''Y-You stay away from me'' Kuroko stuttered, his voice shaking almost as much as his body. He must have said it in a louder voice than he thought as he saw nearly everyone in the gym looking at him in shock. All of the gazes turned to concern when they saw him shaking like a wet Chihuahua.

''OI Kuroko, you alright?'' Kagami called from a few feet away. Kuroko ignored him, too busy worrying about his drunken father.
''Don't tell me what ta do, ya brat! Yeh want ta end up like yer mother?'' He said threateningly, the sound of a car door slamming shut going going through the phone. ''I'm gonna getcha today, brat.'' Kuroko couldn't remember the the last time he had been this scared. He'd been enjoying his time with Seiren so much that he nearly forgot about his father, an apparently fatal mistake.

The reception was severed, cutting him off from his father. Kuroko shakily put his phone away. He wasn't safe here. He wasn't safe anything. He could run but his father would find him. He needed to at least defend himself. His father would be there any minute and rushing into this without a weapon of some sort would be suicide this time around.
This time was different than the others, this time his father would kill him. Not wasting another precious second, he dove into his bag, searching for his pocket knife. It wouldn't do much but it might save him. When he pulled it out, he was greeted with shuck from his teammates.

''Whoa, what the hell are you gonna do with that?!'' Kagami shouted, backing up. Kuroko flipped the knife open with shaking hands. He was gone, feral from the fear that consumed him. He slowly walked towards the door, knife in hand.

''Not safe…Not safe anywhere…'' Kuroko chuckled crazily, his eyes wild as he advanced towards the exit. ''I was never safe. I was a fool to think that I was..I guess I never knew the meaning of safety'' Kuroko rambled to himself, completely forgetting that there were other people in the room.

''Hey, calm down!'' Kagami shouted again, grabbing Kuroko's shoulder. Kuroko acted on instinct, lashing out with the knife. Kagami cried out in pain as the knife nicked the side of his hand. Blooed dripped from the wound as Kagami clutched it. Kuroko's eyes widened in shock as he saw what he did. Kagami looked at Kuroko in the same manner. Kuroko dropped the knife, the handle slipping from his trembling fingers.

''What the hell's going on Kuroko?! Why did you even have a knife on you?!'' Kagami cried, angry now as the situation settled in. ''And what do you mean you're not safe?''
Kuroko took a deep breath to calm himself down ''He'll kill me. I'm not safe anymore''
''Slow down, who's going to kill you?'' Hyuuga asked, walking up to him with cornered on his face ''Why aren't you safe?''

Kuroko was silent for a moment before replying truthfully. It was about time they knew about his crazy ass father. He wouldn't tell them the whole thing: he wasn't ready for that yet. ''My father'' he said simply, shocking everyone. ''He hated me for a while. He resorted to violence many times before, but this time he wants me dead. He just called, he's coming for me'' Kuroko paused for a moment before sighing tiredly, sinking to the floor. He kicked the knife away from him.

Now that he thought about it, he might be better off if it ended. It may actually be better for everyone if he just died. He smiled sadly at the thought, relief seeping into his eyes the more he thought about it. He sighed again, bringing a hand to his face. ''Why can I just be five again..?'' He muttered as he stood up, walking towards the exit again. Before anything else could be said, he left with a single word

''Goodbye'' His friends wouldn't get the meaning until it was too late.

-Line-

Kuroko had confronted his father head on, not even caring about the consequences. His father had only yelled at first before the first strike was thrown. His father had bashed an empty alcohol bottle on his head, sending him to the ground. His father delivered harsh blows but Kuroko hardly felt them. He was somewhere else, only numbly aware that anything else existed. He wasn't unconscious but he wasn't completely conscious either. He was in some cruel state between the two. He only just barely registered his father's retreating figure as his world faded to black

Hello~
So I adopted this story from DatLeafeonTho and I'm starting uploading now. First I'll post the already written chapters before writing new chapters.
I was very busy for a while so I didn't have time to work on this story before.
And my thanks to WritersLife3 For support, thank you.

There will be two more chapters that I'll have to copy before I'll post new chapters of my own.

Thanks for your patience!