Desclaimer: I don't own kuroko no basket except for my oc's.

hope you like it and please review because I don't have a plot yet. I am just writing down my ideas. I'm open for suggestions.

Today started like every other day except that today wouldn't end the same. Today Kuroko had decided to break the news of his resignation to his manager knowing that she would support him in his decision. As he headed towards the gym after class for their last practice before the last match of his middle school basketball career, he began reminiscing about the beginning of the best moments of his life. 'This is where everything started, for the better yet for the worst.' He smiled at the memory when he first met Aomine, who came to the gym after hearing rumors about a ghost playing basketball. 'Seriously?' Kuroko thought with a chuckle. Who would have thought that the ace of the Generation of Miracles was afraid of ghosts? Soon he arrived at the gym where he knew hell awaited him.

Kuroko looked around with sweat running down his face after practice ended. He saw their manager speaking to their insane captain who in all honesty is the worst of slave drivers, yet Kuroko couldn't help the warm feeling with a hint of sadness that instantly filled him to the brim. He wasn't scared of his captain like the others were. He only saw Akashi Seijuro as another student who could do with friends seeing as his socializing skills were zero to nonexistent (not that his were any better). He was the only one who could enter Akashi's private space outside of basketball. The two would hang out with each other even if they didn't talk much. It started a few days later after Kuroko was recruited into the first string. They just bonded together instantly. They could read the other so well. But lately he has changed too.

Kuroko called out to Satsuki Momoi when they were heading home. He quietly handed her a piece of paper knowing it was the best way to get to her without interruptions. Her eyes widened as she read it. Instantly tears sprang in her eyes as she read and reread a couple of times as she struggled to find something, anything which would convince her crush not to leave them, but even she could no longer avoid the truth. She too had seen what Kuroko had and it broke her heart too, to see their perfect team drifting apart. She could also see it, the hate that had manifested itself within her Tetsu-chan. As she lifted her eyes to look at Kuroko to say something, she instantly regretted doing so. The ever stoic boy who rarely showed emotions was staring back at her with such sad eyes and a painful smile which should never have made its way on to his face, silently shaking his head. Not a single word came out of her mouth as she silently closed it and nodded with tears streaming down her face. She knew he wanted them back and she would support him in his decision. Relief was what Kuroko felt when he saw her nod. After a goodbye they parted ways.

When he came home his beloved mother greeted and ushered him in as he was already late for dinner. He could already see his father and sister Megumi at the table eating. His father was a well-known lawyer and his mother was once a great basketball player in her university days but she quit to settle down and have a family. How she met his father, to this day he never knew. His sister was in university wanting to become a lawyer just like her father. His mother was the one who introduced him to basketball. One day while helping his mother clean the attic they came across some videos of his mother playing and he instantly fell in love. Her play was absolutely astonishing. In his eyes she was simply a genius, a prodigy with such skills. She would do all these amazing maneuver's just in midair which had to have been anything but possible. She simply stated that it was due to her gymnastic skills. One of his favorite maneuvers were where she would high jump like an Olympian over the defense which was quite easy due to her small yet strong and agile figure , throw the ball in with one hand and then spin once to land neatly on her feet in a crouched put before standing up again. Her friends simply called it Hina's shot since her name was Hina. They would go out together to play when they had time, she would teach him how to do all sorts of moves even the ones that she did. Although he understood the mechanic of how to do them, he just couldn't do them. His mother never once reprimanded him about it and let him play as he liked. When he would watch those videos again when he was older, he could see that his mother had such brilliant eyes or should I say vision. It was as if she could see the future but Tetsuya knew better. He knew that his mother had a keen vision and with brains and insight like hers, she knew her opponent's move even before they do and would have already planned her own moves five steps ahead.

Tetsuya really loved his mother a lot. His sister would tease him for being a mama's boy and his father would shed tears wondering where he went wrong. His sister and he both had their father's eyes but only Tetsuya had his hair while his sister had their mother's beautiful long black hair yet none had her beautiful black eyes with surprisingly a hint of silver around them. But what none could understand was why Tetsuya had such little presence. His mother would sometimes swear that she almost died of heart attacks when she lost her little son in the crowd so many times only to find him at the place where she 'thought' she lost him and him stating that he was never lost in the first place.

That night Tetsuya tells his family about the decision he made and of course they supported him. What Tetsuya wanted was for his team, for his friends and for Akashi Seijuro to once again love and have fun playing basketball not only individually but as a team. It really hurt him to hate his second most loved thing in life (first his mother of course!). Which slowly drove away his friends due to their advancing skills.

He remembers his father once telling him that his love for basketball was almost as crazy as his mother's because she would go as far as to say that she would die playing basketball. His heart would speed up every time he recalled this particular memory. He told himself his mother was just being silly. Sure there have been accidents but nobody dies playing basketball. He would shake off his fear thinking how it's impossible for such a thing to occur.

Kuroko stood on the court with the rest of his team listening to the cheers from the crowd. They had won so easily it wasn't even funny. The other team had given up in the third quarter infuriating them especially Aomine. Midorima had thrown a buzzer beater just for the sake of it and it excited the crowd to no end. Even now his heart was pounding hard as sweat glistened on his pale skin. He stood there panting as his team had been announced as winners. Even thought they had won nobody seemed excited. To them it wasn't thrilling at all.

"Good job everyone." Satsuki said as she handed them all towels and water bottles.

"How about a celebration party after this?" she asked.

"No need." Aomine and Midorima replied at once. She blinked once then twice.

"Okaaay" She drawled out slowly. Leaving them to glare at each other she then turned to Kuroko to ask him out to dinner with her but he was already gone.

"Kurokocchi ditched me!" Kise cried brawling his eyes out. He wanted to walk home with Kuroko today and then play with him.

"Shut your whining," Aomine growled. He hates Kise when he starts to whine like that. He was already in a bad mood from the game because the opponents weren't serious.

"He has to be careful, his horoscope isn't good today." Midorima said as he packed his bag and checked for today's lucky item which was a pink lipstick. o_0

Akashi just frowned before he told them all to meet at the gym next day and left immediately hoping to catch up with Tetsuya if that was possible. His frowned deepened as he thought about it because when Tetsuya disappears nobody is able to find him.

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When the tournament ended Kuroko immediately left after changing. He had no wish to linger there and watch his team or should he say ex-team now. He really was in a foul mood. Even he was upset at the horrible play of the opponents just giving up without even trying. He set a fast pace but slowed down when he thought he was far enough. He had always wondered if he could have changed the fate of the team, if he should have done more, maybe things would have been different if he had been open about the problem in the team. Should he have talked to Akashi? Surely he would know of a better solution to this problem. Then again even he didn't have the guts to point out a problem in Akashi's Team. He sighed and decided to just put it to rest. There's no use crying over spoilt milk now is there. He decided to take a detour and walk by the old basketball court in the neighborhood.

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Kuroko Hina had watched the game on the TV. She could see the dejected look in her son's eyes as he stood there on the court with a stoic expression after the match ended. She really felt sorry for the team. They were such brilliant kids with extraordinary talent yet they seemed to have lost their spark.

Wanting to cheer her son up she decided to head to the local basketball court. Knowing her son he would definitely head there. She grabbed a ball and headed out the door.

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It's been fifteen minutes since he started searching. Akashi sighed in frustration and headed home knowing he wouldn't find Tetsuya.

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"Tetsuya! ...Tetsuya! … Tetsu-chan!" Hina shook her head in disbelief. Her son could be such an air-head some times. She had noticed him arriving an hour ago and waited for him to come to her while she was warming up but he made no move. It was six in the evening now and it was getting cold. Maybe her son was in cloud nine considering that he did win a big tournament.

Kuroko stood by the fence lost in thought. He had been jerked out of his reverie by a sudden touch to the shoulder.

"Tetsu-chan, are you alright?"

He looked up and blinked. What was his mom doing here?

"Mom? Why are you here?" he asked confused. He thought she would be waiting for him at home with a warm dinner and that dazzling heart-felt smile of hers.

She put a hand behind his head and touched his forehead with hers. Her eyes saying, 'Why wouldn't I be here today?'

She just smiled and beckoned him to follow, her eyes twinkling with mirth.

"I was feeling pumped up when I saw your match and I really wanted to play so how about a game?"

He smiled at her enthusiasm and dropped his bag near the bench and followed her to the court. His mom knew him all too well. She's such a sweet angel, his angel.

It was dark now. He was sitting on the ground sweating profusely. 'I take that back. She's a devil' thought Tetsuya as he watched his mom laughing. To him her laughter rang with bells and chimes. It was music to his ears even though she was laughing at his expense.

He slowly stood up his eyes glued to her face and ears only listening to her voice. He didn't even notice the ball sailing past barely missing his face. He actually jumped in surprise falling back down on the ground again.

Laughter burst out of her again seeing her son on the ground again with such a bewildered expression on his face as if he just woke up from a dream.

"Go on, go get the ball. We should head home now" she said as she drank some water from her bottle and went to grab Tetsuya's bag for him.

Tetsuya got up and headed to the street with his mom following a couple of feet behind.

It really was dark. He frowned when he noticed that the street lights weren't on. He spotted the ball and stared at it for a while thinking back to the day. He won the tournament even though he didn't show it his mother noticed he was upset and came to the court to cheer him up. The day wasn't so bad after all; At least not as bad as he thought it would be considering his mother graced him with her presence. All in all it turned out to be a good day. He bent down to pick up the ball when suddenly he heard his mother scream. "TETSUYA!"

He straightened up to turn around but before he could turn around completely he had been pushed and then it was hell.

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There was a soft breeze blowing in the cool autumn evening. It was getting cold she thought.

Hina was watching her son's back as she followed him a little ways behind. He had smiled and laughed during the game with her.

'Mission accomplished' thought Hina with a smirk. She heard a noise and turned her head to look down the street. It was dark and she could hardly see anything. She frowned when she looked up and saw that the street lights weren't on. She turned her head back down the road. Something was slowly coming into view. First she saw the moon being reflected off something but what? She heard the noise again and it was a little louder this time. She stared harder as she tried to focus. She jumped a little when she heard a cat yelp loudly and a skidding sound. Suddenly she saw something big and panicked.

It was a car with no headlights on and considering the weird way the car was moving and the skidding from earlier the driver was most likely drunk. It was on a collision course with Tetsuya and he didn't even notice the car coming his way! She started running as fast as she could, her heart beating loudly in her ears.

"TETSUYA!" she screamed before pushing him away.

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Everything happened so fast it was just a blur to him. The wind picked up and he couldn't comprehend anything as he watched the incoming car with wide eyes. He heard a bloodcurdling scream which chilled him to the bone. The voice was awfully familiar, it sounded like his mother. Realization hit him like a ton of bricks. It hit her. The car had hit his mother!

His limbs were frozen and his heart was beating wildly against his ribs before he heard a sickening crack in his legs and everything burst into excruciating pain.

His world suddenly shifted as he was sent tumbling on to the hood of the car crashing into the front window pane. There was a searing pain in his left eye and he couldn't help but cry out. He saw red with his other eye and he felt a hot liquid flowing down his face. Glass shards went flying everywhere, some piercing his arms and others cutting across his torso.

Then as soon as he was on the car, he was forced off when the car came to an abrupt halt as it crashed into a nearby wall. His back hit the wall with such force that his breath had been knocked out of him. He fell to the ground rolling a bit to the side on to the street.

All he could hear was his heart pounding heavily in his ears. He was in so much pain that it was surprising he didn't lose conscious yet. He never felt so tired before. Every bone in his body was aching and it felt like his eye and leg were being continuously stabbed by needles. He didn't know how long he was lying there. He was in a daze when he thought he heard his mother's voice ….'I'm sorry Tetsu-chan,I truly am. I hope you can forgive me'…..'Forgive what and why sorry?' he couldn't think clearly. He tried shifting his head a little to search for his mother. He saw a body lying on the ground a few feet away from him. He recognized the clothe's it was wearing. It was his mother! She was lying there so still not even breathing.

'NO!' He thought panicking. 'This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be real!' His head was spinning now and he could hear voices in the background. He couldn't make out what they were saying. His breathing was erratic and his lungs were burning from lack of oxygen. His view was suddenly blocked by somebody kneeling down beside him. 'NO!' He thought. 'GET AWAY!' He wanted to see his mother but this stupid person was blocking his view.

"THIS ONE IS ALIVE! GET A MEDIC HERE!"

He struggled against the hold on him. "CALM DOWN KID! BREATHE! BREATHE! STOP MOVING,YOU'LL ONLY INJURE YOURSELF MORE!"

His head was really hurting a lot now and he felt nauseous. He was slowly losing his vision. He couldn't keep up with this and the stabbing pain in his head kept on increasing before he succumbed to the darkness that was overwhelming him. He saw no more.