The story will still be following the canon events in the original series.
He had never felt so betrayed.
It hurts.
"I will be blunt with you, Tetsuya." Akashi said, no amount of remorse present in his tone. Kuroko's eyes were filled with so much pain. What did he do to deserve this? Maybe it was because he was too soft. That wasn't possible… He made sure he cut off all trace of emotion the moment he knew that he and Akashi were infatuated with each other. It was the request of Akashi himself, after all.
"You've grown weak." Akashi said. "You've disappointed me." Kuroko said nothing. What, was Akashi expecting that he of all people would be able to last long under his so-called line of victory?
"...Seijuro-kun…" Kuroko muttered weakly. Akashi's eyes narrowed. "You have no value or worth whatsoever. You don't have the right to call me by my first name."
Did Akashi enjoy hurting him so much? Kuroko started feeling a foreign pain in his chest. So he was worthless?
"The others have noticed, Tetsuya. You can barely keep up with us. You keep trying, but you keep failing in the end."
Akashi turned to his right, and another boy came from the shadows. "Meet Mayuzumi Chihiro, your replacement." He said with a smile. Kuroko felt so heavy. Why? Why, why, why, why, why?
Akashi only ever smiled like that to him. Was he that happy that he had found someone else worthy of his love?
Kuroko stared at Akashi's eyes with such pain.
And Akashi could only look so amused.
"You may leave now, Tet-su-ya." He said almost teasingly. Kuroko couldn't move. Instead, his knees crumbled, pulling him to the ground.
"Akashi-kun… Please… Tell me…"
Kuroko stared at him with such betrayed eyes.
"…Tell me this is all a lie."
It wasn't a request, or a favor. It never sounded like a demand, either.
He was begging.
Akashi gave him a cold look. "…It is not a lie, Tetsuya. You're of no use to the team. Daiki has long since abandoned you. Ryouta is always hesitant to move around you. Atsushi and Shintaro were never really fond of you in the first place." Akashi pointed out. "And I…"
Kuroko's eyes widened.
It's painful.
"I never loved you." Akashi said sinisterly. Chihiro, to add insult to injury, gave Kuroko a victorious smirk. Kuroko ignored this.
"Now that is the truth you were too scared to face." Akashi spat. "You were nothing more but something to pass my time." Kuroko couldn't take anymore.
Shut up…
"In fact, every single one of the Generation of Miracles thought you were a nuisance."
Shut up, shut up…
"That was why everyone wanted you out. So annoying. Blank eyes, emotionless façade, what else could you have done to irritate each person you meet?"
Shut up, shut up, shut up…
"…And that was the very reason your dear friend from Meiko suffered what was supposed to be your punishment."
Akashi expected him to break, to cry. But he wasn't –for the first time- expecting the blank, soulless look in his ex-lover's eyes.
"Thank you for your truthfulness." Kuroko said, monotone. "Although, you could have said it in a much nicer way."
Akashi said nothing.
"Then again, I was aware you'd be this blunt and hurtful." Kuroko spat. "It's how you are, anyway." His hair covered his eyes as he stared up at the pouring sky.
"Victory is everything, right?" Kuroko asked rhetorically.
"You have completely succeeded in breaking me, Miracle." Kuroko said quietly, and turned around. "So for that, I congratulate you."
Before he walked away, he said one last thing.
"Thank you for ruining everything for me, Generation of Miracles."
…Ever since then, not one member of Teiko's basketball team ever saw him again.
A year later….
Moving to a new school was much more relieving than he originally thought. He felt that he could breathe more, and he even felt free from some of the burden that he was carrying on his shoulders. Ever since the incident, he has shut down completely. For a whole year, not a single emotion was shown by Kuroko. He looked blank, often soulless. He wasn't what he used to be. Not since Akashi betrayed him in the most cruel way possible.
The recruiting of club members will be going on for a week. He never really planned on joining any particular club. Especially the one he hated the most. The one he was forced to hate.
"Basketball club! Anyone wanna join?" A weird kid with a cat smile was handing out flyers. Kuroko stared at him. Whenever basketball was mentioned, he would feel this weird tingling sensation and feel disgusted. He heard a small 'huh' from someone before he felt his hand be touched.
Kuroko didn't think the boy would notice him.
"Ah, you scared me!" the boy yelped. He breathed for a second before muttering 'weirdo'. Then, he grinned. "Since you're here, why not take join the basketball club?"
Kuroko bowed apologetically. "I'm sorry, but I don't want to-"
"But, dude, you were gripping my arm and staring at the flyers for five seconds." The boy mentioned.
Kuroko blinked. When he looked at the boy's arm, he saw his own hand gripping the other tightly. He quickly let go and bowed lowly.
"I'm very sorry, I-"
"Dude, don't be so uptight!" He laughed. "I'm Koganei Shinji, a second year."
"Ah, so you're older than me." Kuroko muttered brainlessly. Koganei grinned. "That's right! So if you ever want to join, you can go over there with the flat-chested girl with the glasses guy beside him."
"No, you clearly don't understand, I am not completely fond of basketball." Kuroko explained calmly. Koganei huffed. "I wasn't forcing you, bro! B-But we're desperate of members, so just in case you change your mind…"
He looked so hopeful. Kuroko, being the little saint he was, could not afford to turn down the offer.
"I'll think about it."
Koganei looked thankful. "That's great! Just remember, okay? If you ever want to join, go to that flat-chested coach with the guy in glasses!"
"…Oh… Alright…" Kuroko said, looking at the older boy weirdly, though it was not evident in his face. "It was nice meeting you, Koganei-sempai."
And then, he walked away with a flyer in hand.
There were barely enough people who wanted to fill in the positions in the club. There were only a few players (only needed one more, just one more), and the most needed one right now would be the advisor. There was no coach yet, no manager, either. "…How are they going to find a way to make their club official?" Kuroko wondered worriedly.
Even if he hated basketball, he would still want to help them. That is how he is…. That, or he really just didn't hate basketball after all.
"Look, if you don't really want to play, why are you having second thoughts in the first place?"
He was wondering about the manager's position. He can't play for as much as he used to anymore. Ever since the incident with Akashi and the Generation of Miracles, he fell into depression. That alone hindered him from being able to play normally.
"See?! You're even eyeing the manager's position! Shame on you, Tetsuya."
But what if they needed him so much? What if they don't get to make their club official because of me? What if…
He sighed. "…I'm such a softy."
Why was he even troubling himself when he could always turn them down?
"Sometimes, I despise myself for being such a sweetheart."Kuroko thought bitterly.
I don't feel guilty about this. I hope Kuroko isn't too OOC, or anyone for that matter. If you're gonna flame, then go on. :D You will just fuel my amusement.
Also, please point out any mistakes, I will gladly correct them.
*Coward Montblanc is a song by the Vocaloid GUMI. Before there is any conflict, this is solely for the purpose of entertainment and I mean no Plagiarism at all…
*This will be a slight song fanfiction (and I intend to do it the correct way.) The song's meaning itself will be vital to this story's plotline.
[IMPORTANT]*I am not an idiot, and I know how to write correctly. But I am not too sure about my grammar and ideas because one: English is not my mother tongue and two: My mind ventures elsewhere without proper motivation, and that proper motivation includes your reviews and PMs.
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