So uhm...I decided to try and write my first English Fanfic so, if you found mistakes or that sort of thing (trust me, you'll find...a lot TTwTT) please tell me, so I'm able to re-write all of this again~. Hopefully is not that bad, and sorry if its short, I'm still trying to get use to this but maybe later on chapter will be longer and longer~.
Disclaimer: We don't own Kuroko NO Basket nor the image.
First Warning: Horrible English; it's not my original/first language so please, for the mean time, bear with me ;-; (?)
Second Warning: Rating T may go to M; just saying~.
Third Warning: Do you like Yandere guys? Well, it's a Yandere FanFic! :dafuq: A lot of OCC, but those two fit on that role, honestly! D:
~Black Heaven~
"The thought of him becoming someone else's...No, he wouldn't allow that; after all, Kuroko was his. He just needed to look at him, and no one else; but why was it that every time Kuroko was near that tanned boy, his eyes shined with pure happiness? Why...?"
-Prologue-
His eyes were locked over that clear blue sky.
Summer was finally getting to an end, fall getting closer and closer as the clock goes by. And even though it was kind of hard for him to admit, the idea of no more sunny afternoons in which he was able to play basketball along his teammates depressed him a little; he knew that days like those were still going to come—passing randomly the ball to his teammates while they tried their best to score while showing smiling faces—but the heat was something he will miss.
Fall wasn't that bad, either…but still...Slightly shaking his head, he sighed.
Returning his eyes to the book he was once reading, he continued doing so. Club activities were long over and even though many of the first-string and second-string basketball members were long gone, he decided to stay for a little while more. He was already dressed in his Teikou's middle school uniform, his sports back lying beside him on the grass. A thing that he really liked about Teikou was its nature, those green places in which students could happily sit around and grab lunch along with their friends; he liked the feeling of the grass on his fingers, the breeze of the air while playing with his hair.
Now he was rambling in thought, wasn't he?
A small smile crept to his lips, his eyes softening a little.
"'There was no more danger, he realized. Just by looking into that pool of blood that was surrounding his body, into those dead eyes of his…' Tetsu, why do you keep reading this crap?" The newcomer said, flicking his tongue.
Kuroko wasn't surprised, slowly closing his book while glancing over his shoulder at his light. "Aomine-kun," his voice was soft; almost inaudible "I haven't reached that part yet…"
Aomine just chuckled, standing while cleaning the grass of his clothes.
"Put that damn book away already." He said. "Let's go home, I'm getting hungry."
Smiling again, his gaze felled into those messy strands of hair of his. "Yes, Aomine-kun."
Without saying anything more he did as he was told, putting his book away and taking over his shoulders his sports back, standing up. Aomine was waiting for him near a tree, lazily waving his hand while yelling a small "Tetsu!" Silently he made his way towards the boy, standing beside him once he reached the place. The tanned boy just yawned, placing a hand over his mouth trying—if not just a little—to act polite towards his small friend.
"Ah, ready to go?" He said, just noticing his shadow.
Kuroko furrowed his eyebrows a little, opening his mouth to say something, but seconds later he shut it again. He didn't felt in the mood to say things bluntly or with sarcasms, so he decided not to do so. He just nodded, readjusting his sports back correctly around his body.
"Aww…I'm so damn hungry…" He complained.
Unknown to them, another person was looking at the way both of them were interacting. Those lazy actions, smiling faces…he really couldn't bear to watch such happiness in those crystal-blue orbs of his, no when that happiness was created by some other man that wasn't him.
"Kurokocchi…"
A/N: Next chapter...like in two more hours, I guess? e.e
