Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroko no Basket. I'd be super rich if I did.

Note: English isn't my home language, so you'll see mistakes. Consider that as I'll take full responsibility. I'm planning ahead, the plot's still not really configured, yet. So any suggestions will be fine. This chapter is just a written version of what happened in the anime episode 1 with some adjustments. For once, I'm not going to read over this story 10 times before publishing it (as I did for my other one) ? Anyways, volunteer beta readers are most welcome, otherwise bear with my mistakes.

Warning: OC, Gender swap, OOC. Read it for your own risk. I'll accept your comment, good or bad, but no flames.

Pairing: Haven't decided yet.

Well, come to think of it... I hope that you don't mind. I'll explain your questions at next chapter, if you have any.

Chapter One: Encounter

We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.

-Fyodor Dostoevsky-

Dear brother,

So, I start my second year at Seirin High School, and I'm glad that you finally came to high school life. There will be more experience, even though I'm sad that we don't attend the same school. It would be more interesting if I was the manager of your basketball team.

But, don't think of only basketball, you need to learn subjects at school, too. I know many basketball-loving idiot, and I hope you can seperate between basketball and your life. You can handle yourself, but I'm worried. Make friends, alright? I'll check you up.

Love,

Your sister.

It was the school opening ceremony at Seirin High School, and everything went on smoothly. Normally, the students must have been glad. However, someone just knew perfectly how to run the good mood. Riko Aida wasn't happy, because her only female company didn't help their club to get new members. She walked angrily to her class, growling under her breath. If that girl didn't have a good reason, she'd definitely kill the manager.

She didn't even know why Hyuuga asked that girl to be their manager.

"Kokaji Saiyuri!" She shouted in fury. If looks could kill, the victim would have died for several times by then.

Normally, no response. Figured, that girl took her delight in ignoring people and mocking them.

"Kokaji…" Riko hissed dangerously.

Silence. The coach of Seirin Basketball Team waited.

Finally, a feminine voice resounded:

"What's wrong with you, Riko?"

"You're getting on my nerves." The brunetter answered, but gave up on her friend.

The girl named Saiyuri laughed nervously, rubbing the back of her neck.

"No surprise here." Riko glared at her. "So, how was that going?"

"Glad to know you care".

"I do."

"Here." Riko sighed and handed the other girl the papers. Saiyuri watched them carefully and smiled inwardly.

"More than I expected."

"What do you mean?"

The glasses girl just ignored the coach. She gazed the papers again, running her hand through her hair. She stopped at one of them.

I've found something interesting.

A registration form written: Kuroko Teresa, Teiko Junior High School.

"You didn't freak out." Riko stated as Saiyuri gave them back to her. The glasses wearing girl looked up at the other, voice surprised:

"Why should I?"

"Well, a basketball player from Teito of this year… she must be one of Generation of Miracles."

"So? Is she that good? I don't get it."

Riko just looked at her incredulously. She never understood how Saiyuri's brain worked, never.

All freshman were gathered in the school's gymnasium after their classed had ended. Two of them were whispering about the short brown hair girl who was talking to an older man.

"Hey, isn't that manager cute?"

"She's a second year, right?"

"But that's true! If she was just a bit more sexy..." One of them complained, but the two was punched in the head by Hyuga, whose face was completely unamused as though he heard that everyday.

"You're wrong, idiots." His voice was deadpan. "Our manager is late again."

The girl made her way to their direction, holding a clipboard with a pink whistle around her neck. She smiled at them:

""I'm the boys basketball club coach. Aida Riko. Nice to meet you!"

"WHAT?" They cried in utter astonishment and started talking amongst themselves. "It wasn't that guy?" They said, referring to the old man. Riko continued introducing.

"Ah, that's the advisor, Takeda-sensei. And our manager…" She paused, a dark aura surrounding her. "… is playing her games again. I'll torture her when she comes…"

As soon as the words escaped from her mouth, a loud voice could be heard from the door.

"Sorry, I'm late!" A girl ran towards them, panting as she stopped at her place next to Riko. The coach twitched the corner of her mouth. "I'm Kokaji Saiyuri, pleased to meet all of you!" And the freshman sighed in disappointment again.

They had thought that manager was a cute girl, and more sexy than their coach. But it was proven untrue and utterly ridiculous. The manager was a thin girl with pale skin, wearing their standard uniform. Her auburn hair was long and thick with bang cover her eyes. As if it wasn't enough, her glasses made them unable to see her eyes color clearly. She went on, paid no mind at their clearly disappointment.

"You can call me Saiyuri the Shaggy Glasses if you want." Fortunately, she had sense of humor.

Riko held up her hands to stop Saiyuki before the manager had chance to talk more.

"Later, Kokaji." She said sternly, which was responded with a laugh.

"Yeah, do whatever you want, Riko." She grinned cheerfully.

Riko's smirk returned to her face.

"If you say so." She turned to the freshman, and somehow, making them more nervous than normal. "Well, first thing first. Take off your shirt." If you looked closely, you could see her eyes glinting with mischief. Clearly, she was pleased.

"What the hell does that mean?" A random guy asked weakly as the first years did as being told, but wasn't happy. Riko walked past to them, stopped by single one and stated their weaknesses calmly.

"You. Your instantaneous strength is weak. I guess you must be around 50 steps for 20 seconds on the quick ladder training, right? If you want to play basketball, you'll have to improve that a bit. You, your body is too stiff. Train your flexibility after getting out of the bath! As for you..."

Next to the basketball team's captain, Hyuga, Saiyuri smiled slightly:

"You're scaring them, Ri-chan." Saiyuri had said it for several times and Riko had already learnt to ignore the auburn hair girl.

But it didn't help the freshmen cease their anxiety. Besides, all Riko said was true, much to their surprise. As they asked, Hyuga chuckled and explained:

"The father of that girl is a sports trainer. He was always recording data in order to make training menus. It's a special skill she gained after spending every day at his workplace and looking at muscles and data. By looking at someone's body, that girl's eyes see all its abilities and stats."

"And now Hyuga scares them, too."

"Just keep silent, manager."

But Saiyuri no longer heard him. Her eyes turned to the first year, whom Rika was staring at in awe. He was tall with tan skin, blood red eyes and reddish black hair. Hyuga caught Saiyuri's expression darkened, but it disappeared quickly as he heard her mutter:

"Tiger."

Yes, he must have been paranoid.

"No, his name is Kagami Taiga." Hyuga said to her, which she nodded understandingly, but muttered something under her breath, sound suspicious like "Even his name sounds like tiger..." . "But.." He noticed a small drool from Riko's mouth and raised his voice, catching the coach's attention:

"Coach! How long are you going to daydream?"

Riko snapped out of her trance.

"Sorry! So..err…" But she couldn't say that she wasn't staring as Saiyuri was there. The girl could counter every her protest, so she let Hyuga continue saying whatever he wanted to tell her.

"You saw everyone, didn't you? That guy was the last."

Saiyuri raised her head. If she remembered correctly, there must be a girl. As if to answer her confusion, Riko looked around, asked:

"Huh? Was Teresa here?"

"Ah, that's right! The girl from Teiko Middle School..."

"Eh?! Teiko? You mean that Teiko?" The whispers were rising once again.

Riko let out of a small sigh, hiding her disappointment. She rubbed the back of her neck, said:

"I guess, she's taking a day-off today. Now, let's start practice."

"Er... Excuse me." They all turned attention to the voice. It was from a pale girl with blue hair and the same sky-color eyes. "I'm Kuroko Teresa." Silence followed her statement. And... the coach screamed in panic. Hyuga shouted in surprise:

"Whoa! What? Since when were you here?"

"I was here since the beginning." The girl replied monotonously as if it was what happened around her everyday. In that case, no one could really blame her. Teresa caught the expression in Saiyuki's face. "Manager didn't seem surprised."

The truth: totally wrong. She was surprised to death and just barely stopped herself from cursing the girl. But being nice as always, Kokaji Saiyuri waved her hand dismissively, wearing a nice smile on her face:

"Well, I was surprised, just didn't freak out." At that, Riko sent her a glare, which Saiyuri ignored pointedly. Honestly, the manager didn't understand why they hadn't noticed her. She was the only girl in a bunch of guys for crying out loud.

People was still talking disbelievingly.

"She can't have been a regular..."

Hyuga caught those words, asked Teresa:

"Right, Kuroko?"

"I have played in matches." At his question, the girl stared at him.

"See, just what I- Huh? Eh?"

"EEHHH?"

Totally freak out. "I can't believe it!" They all shouted.

Riko shook her head, demanded without thinking:

"Anyways, take off your shirt."

"Ri-chan..." Saiyuri called her weakly, but the brunette didn't hear her at all.

Teresa stared at her oddly. "I just put it back on."

Silence. The girl didn't faze a bit as she did what being told. All color in the guys' face were drained as they saw what under her shirt. Saiyuri shouted: "CLOSE YOUR EYES!" while Riko hurriedly grabbed Teresa's arms pulled her into the lockers room as the female player blinked innocently. Those freshmen groaned in disapproval but shut up instantly when they saw the dark aura emitting around their manager. Saiyuri suddenly clapped her hands in delight, said:

"Hyuga, Shun, Mitobe, Koganei... can you please watch those freshmen for awhile?" With that, she followed Riko. Izuki Shun sighed:

"You're doomed, all of you."

She stepped in at the moment Riko had already checked Teresa. Muttering something sounded like "Perverts" under her breath, Saiyuri said:

"Forgive them, Kuroko. Or should I call you Teresa?"

"Anything is fine with me."

"Really, I think I like you already." Riko mentally face-palmed. Saiyuri was being overly friendly again, which was never a good sign.

"Excuse me..." Teresa hesitated, but decided to ask. "Have we met before?"

Saiyuki was taken back a bit. Quickly calming herself down, the manager shook her head:

"No, we haven't. Do I look like someone you know?"

"You give me the same feeling, so I guess..."

"Many people have the same atmosphere, so don't worry."

Riko cleared her throat, making the others turn to her. The coach sent a meaningful look at Saiyuri, which the manager responded by shaking her head.

"Well, I guess..."

"You seem to enjoy yourself too much." Izuki Shun commented as he looked at the face of his classmate. "Let's see..."

"Don't even think of making puns with me, Shun." Saiyuri said sternly. "It's true that I enjoy myself, though. It has been awhile since I met someone interesting." She grinned while Shun rolled his eyes, sighing in defeat. "By the way, it's raining outside, which means..."

"More practice." Shun finished her sentence, watching her carefully. Everytime it rained, she was always deep in thoughts. As he recalled, she didn't even faze when teacher called her name during classes, just because of the rain outside. "Yuri... are you sure that you don't know about the freshmen?"

Figured, she didn't bother to respond.

"If I let my mind wander with rain again, don't hesitate to hit me."

Easy for her, he would never hurt a girl. Reluctantly, he raised his hands, and...

"IZUKI!" Riko bellowed, making the point guard of Seirin jump in his feet. Saiyuri didn't react. "COME HERE! WE HAVE A GAME!"

"Hold on a second!" He replied, decided to shake Saiyuri's shoulders violently. "Yuri, it's time. You need to watch the game!"

He didn't hope that he would succeed. But she stood up, muttered:

"Thanks, Shun."

As they came, the freshmen were talking again. They seemed nervous to play against their seniors. The common conversation, Saiyuri heard:

"A match against the senpai's, that means...!"

"Do you remember what they told us when we joined the club? Their result from last year... Last year with only freshmen they made it until the final league!"

"Seriously?" One shouted in awe. It was too much for an one-year-old team.

"That's completely out of the ordinary!"

As the game began, Kagami immediately caught the ball and dunked it into the hoops.

"WAAH?"

"What's with that dunk?"

"Awesome!"

"Hey, that's insane..." Hyuga muttered, wiping the sweat on his face. The battle had just begun and he'd already felt nervous. Izuki nodded his head, staring at the tall boy as well. Saiyuri adjusted her glasses, frowing was more than she had predicted. Riko was astounded too as she watched the game more carefully. It's more than I could have ever imagined! With that yet unpolished sense of play and destructive power!

The game continued, and soon, the score was the underclassmen 11 and the upperclassmen 8.

"The freshmen are in the lead?"

Hyuga panted: "I can't believe the first years are this strong."

However, Koganei pointed out:

"Kagami is doing it all himself."

But what they didn't notice was Kagami was twitching his eyebrows in utter annoyance as he watched the female member of his team play. She was just running around and the ball was taken from her, again. "The ball was stolen? From that girl again! Focus!" But the blue hair girl didn't seem to mind, she ran after the ball and played with the rest. The redhead easily blocked a shot from Mitobe while shouting:

"Piss me off the most!"

Saiyuri looked at Kagami, and turned to Riko:

"Is Kagami alright? He talked to himself." Again, Riko (will all her best) ignored the manager. She knew the auburn-haired girl knew something better. The problem? She never gave the team the straight answer, unless it was life-threatening.

"So high!"

"Nothing can stop Kagami now."

"Oh freshmen, how naive..." Saiyuri sighed.

The whistled was blown. Hyuga smiled:

"Time to put them in their place." Izuki nodded eagerly. As usual, the ball was in Kagami's possession. But this time, Izuki, Koganei and Hyuga blocked him completely by surrounding around. Kagami looked around, unable to find a way.

"Three?" One freshman shouted. "They're desperate to stop Kagami."

"They're double-teaming him even he doesn't have the ball. They have no intention of letting him touch the ball."

As the time went by, the second years continued scoring without trouble, bringing them in the lead 31 to 15. The freshmen muttered to one another, already out of breath:

"They're strong..."

"There's no way we could have won."

"I've had enough."

Upon hearing it, Kagami grabbed the speaker from the front of his jersay and demanded in anger: "Enough? What the hell are you talking about?!" Teresa came near Kagami from behind, kick the taller boy from behind his knees, making him release the freshman. She told him, still remained her blank face and gentle voice:

"Please calm down."

A very dark aura emitting around Kagami as he turned his head to face the girl: "You bastard..." All the other freshmen paled in fear and shock.

Koganei stated the obvious:

"Look like they're fighting." He saw Izuki raised his eyebrow in confusion. "What's wrong? I know Kokaji will teach Kagami about calling girl bastard..."

"It's not that." Izuki said, knowing it would probably happen. He stared at the girl as Kagami yelled at her "Was she in the game?"

"Kuroko? I dunno." Koganei shrugged.

Riko observed them, the whistled resting between her teeth. Even I forgot, and I was the referee. Suddenly, she opened her mouth, the whistle fell down, being forgotten. How long has she been there?

"Got back to your position!" Riko shouted, blowing her whistle again. The freshmen did as be told, not wanting to face other's anger, especially from their coach. Teresa asked one of her teammates in small voice:

"Excuse me. Could you just pass me the ball?"

"What?"

One of the sideline freshmen cheered: "You can do it! Three more minutes!" In basketball, even in ten seconds could change anything. Saiyuri stopped drawing in her textbook, turned to the match intently.

The ball was tossed to Teresa and she dripped down the court. Rika frowned, suddenly feeling her palm sweating. What is that uncomfortable feeling...? Could it be... That something unthinkable is about to happen...? Before everyone could realize what was really happening, the bluenette tossed the ball over her shoulder to the teammate behind her, who near the hoop. He was in shock, but still took the chance and scored for the underclassmen.

Silence fell over them. A shout prove the recovery: "It... It's in?"

"How did that pass go through?"

"I don't know! I didn't see!"

Ignoring them, Teresa continued her strange passes, constantly help her teammates score much to their surprise. Izuki was astounded:

"They passed the ball and scored before we realized it! How can she do that?"

"What's going on?" Confusion was an understatement to desribe the situation the second years were in.

Riko shut her eyes, recalling those passes. Her voice rang loudly in her head: Is she using her lack of presence to pass? She's not even touching the ball for too long! Could she be diminishing her already weak presence even more? Misdirection. A technique used in sleight of hand. She's drawing her opponents' attention away from herself. To be more accurate, she's not using her lack of presence, but directing the attention elsewhere. Riko couldn't believe that she had never thought of that chance before, while the truth was always in front of her eyes. Another pass, and another goal was scored. She's the invisible regular Teiko who excelled at passing. I'd heard the rumours, but I didn't think she actually existed. The sixth phantom member of the Generation of Miracles.

Saiyuri thought to herself, running her hand through her locks.

"It is better than I guessed." At that, Riko glared furiously at her.

"You should have told me!" She accused the manager, making a mental note to punish her later.

"I didn't think there was anyone that could master misdirection. I wonder who taught her that..." Somehow, she already had the answer.

The ball got into Kagami's hand again as Hyuga paled sightly. Damn! I got caught up in Kuroko's pass! Kagami shot the ball, making the score was 37-36 with the freshmen in the lead.

"I can't believe it! One point difference!"

Koganei looked around before tossing the ball to Mitobe, but Kuroko appeared out of nowhere, catching the ball.

"Go, Kuroko!" The first years cheered as she approached the rim and jumped up to shoot. And Kuroko never ceased to amaze them with her talent, the ball was easily bounched off. Suddenly, the ball was caught by Kagami as he jumped above her head, shouted:

"That's why I hate the weak!" He dunked it. "You have to make the shot, idiot!" No one noticed a small smile curved in the girl's lips.

The buzzer went off.

"WAHH! The freshmen won?!"

Hyuga just chuckled. He saw the hope, after all. Izuki smiled slightly as he made his way to the bench where Saiyuri was sitting. She gave him a bottle of water, said:

"Shun, I told you to hit me, not shake my shoulders."

"You can't blame me for that, noodles girl."

"How was the game?"

Silence.

"You know all along, don't you?"

"You haven't answered me yet."

"I'm home!" Teresa called out as she returned to her home, removing her shoes in the process. An old woman appeared from the kitchen, smiling warmly at her.

"Welcome home, Teresa. How was your day?"

"It was fine..." Suddenly, she sighed. "Grandmom, you should waited for me to return. I said I'd cook the meal."

"You're such a good child, but don't worry. Come on, take a bath and we'll have dinner."

Knowing it was no use protesting, she reluctantly agreed. Her grandmother was kind, and her instinction was hardly affected by her ages. Not that she minded, but it was hard to smile again, which she knew it would worry the old woman. Unconsciously, Teresa rubbed her shoulder, groaned in small voice.

She must do her best for her grandmother's sake, especially after she had finally found her life.

She called out from the bathroom:

"So you have to let me massage your legs, grandmom!" She heard a chuckle.

Saiyuri inhaled and exhaled, rubbing her hair dry. She didn't even realize it was that long, not that she had intention to cut it. Her mother and step-father was rarely at home, no one would rant about her hair.

Except her neighbor, namely Izuki Shun. If he wasn't her best friend, she would skin him alive.

Placing her glasses aside, she immediately threw herself in the bed.

"How comfortable..." She muttered, her eyes gazing a small picture on her desk. "Brother, I've met an interesting duo." With that being said, she closed her eyes. Somehow, her second year wouldn't be peaceful as she had wanted.

Next chapter: Kise Ryouta.

Note: I am never good at start, am I?