Pairing: Kise/Kuroko

Warning: Shounen-ai, BL, angst.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke or any of its characters. The story is mine, though.


PROLOGUE


The blue sky darkened. Grey clouds gathered, accompanied by harsh droplets of water falling down.

Kise was driving along the highway, to the direction of his home. He had just finished his modelling session for the day and could not wait to meet his husband after they had been away for almost 2 weeks. It could not be helped when his recent modelling location was set far away from his living place.

He was smiling with the happy thought on his mind. Next to him lied a bouquet of red roses with a letter attached to it and a vanilla shake he had just bought. He was planning to surprise his husband when he arrived home... with extra help from those gifts.

Kise was sure his husband would be pleasantly surprised. No doubt about it. But, in order to do that, he would have to pass through this bad weather and arrive home safely.

Kise drove slowly, knowing that rushing would end up in unpleasant consequences — especially in this heavy downpour.

The rain was pouring too heavily this time — Kise could not even see what was in front of him. It made Kise wary to continue driving — as he knew it was very dangerous. Kise had considered to stop at the side, but no matter how hard the wipers to sweep the rain off the windscreen, the view was still very unclear. It left Kise no chance but to keep driving slowly.

Kise had no problem with that, of course. He knew he only had to drive straight for a longer period of time before there was a traffic light area to stop him. He was hoping by the time he was near the area, the rain would show him mercy.

The view in front of him remained unclear, but at least he could outline the view covered by the light from his car a bit.

Everything went well. Kise beamed when he saw that the pour slowly weakened — it was still heavy, but Kise could see the view clearly with the help of the wipers — and was glad that his prayer was answered.

Kise was almost there. Before him, he could already see those traffic lights — the one for his path was showing red. By the time he was within the area, the light changed to green.

The way to his home was going to the right — where he had to endure several more minutes of driving — and he gave the right arrow signal before he turned the car to the direction.

Kise did not know what had and how it happened, but somehow he found himself swallowed by a sudden darkness.

The last thing he heard was a loud sound of crash which echoed the dark sky.


Somewhere, a young man was scrubbing the dishes in the kitchen with a soft, melodious song from a radio accompanied him.

He softly hummed the song along — looking across the window in front of him, thinking — while his hands automatically doing the work.

The sound of his mobile phone ringing tone playing snapped him out of his deep thoughts.

He stopped the running water, then went to wipe his wet hands with the towel which was hanging near the sink.

He then went to the living room, where he put his phone on the big table surrounded by four sofas.

It was a called from one of his friends. The name "Midorima-kun" was on the screen.

He pushed the green button.

Minutes later, he slowly fell on his knees, dropping his phone. Few tears were dripping to the floor as quiet sobs filled the otherwise silent room.

"Kuroko? Oi, are you okay?" the voice of the caller echoed from the phone.

There was no way he was okay.

When he knew his husband was involved in a car crash.