Summary: "If I can't be the shadow of the night because I let some light slip from my fingers then I will become what I originally was - the moon" Kuroko said as he faced Akashi one-on-one.
Rating – M, I plan on having some KagamixKuroko but we would see what my writing would create.
I started writing this after reading ch. 244 so there might be spoilers and I might change things.
Read please: So I know that there is no information of Kuroko's family but I guess I would make up many things in this story and Kuroko would pretty much be like an OOC to most of you, so if you don't like it click on the {x} to leave and don't post comments like Kuroko is way too ooc that it feels bad reading it – I've got some of those comments over other stories of mine and I want to make clear I am writing fanfiction not the real thing so of course it's different…. I also don't own the manga or the anime, and that's given for I am far from being even close to such a good author like Fujimaki Tadatoshi.
Prolog:
A bit of Kuroko's story:
I've loved basket ever since I was little kid, but that was thanks to the fact that my father was a player and I simply loved watching him play with his team. He was one amazing player, so good to the point that he was asked to play for the national team but he declined, saying that he wanted to have as much time with his family as possible. I was just 2 years old when he got that offer and he wanted to watch me grow and be a good father not someone who would have to travel a lot to play basket and who would barely make it home. He did decline entering the national team but he still played basket, he loved it too much to fully give it up, so I guess I did inherit his love for basket and I also inherited his way of playing but I had to stop using it a little before I entered Teikō Junior High.
In elementary I had joined a basket team but I had one little problem, I hated losing. So each time we were close to losing I was trying to use more and more of the moves I've seen my father use, each time I was doing something that the body of a ten years old kid couldn't handle long. I used to do those kind of moves in the last couple of minutes because my stamina was quickly leaving but then we faced a team that was much stronger then our and in the end of the first quarter they were leading us with 30 points, at that moment I knew that if we wanted to win I would have to use all my moves but much sooner that I usually did so. I knew that might get me hurt but I loved my team, they were great guys and I didn't want to see them defeated, so I decided to give all I had in this match and somehow I even entered the zone. We won, but that was too much pressure for a kid and I ended in a hospital with tear of the meniscus in the right leg and with ankle sprain of the left leg. The doctor said I was too little for a surgery and they recommended my parents to stop me from any sports and to start a treatment. I knew that even if the doctor didn't say that my parents would still make me stop playing basket, but I still believed I would one day return to the court, I was still just 10 years old, my whole life was still in front of me.
"You're more than an amazing player even at this age but Tetsu, you are too reckless and if you keep on going like this soon you will injure yourself permanently. I am withdrawing you from the club and I am pleading you, for mine and your mother's sake, stop playing for a while, at least until your body can handle the way you play, or if you continue to play use simple moves that wouldn't harm your body." That's what my father asked me when I was leaving the hospital with him.
I didn't even touch a ball for six months when one day I went close to a court after my physical therapy and I wanted to at least step on it, so I went inside and then I met a boy who played there, his name was Ogiwara Shigehiro. We quickly become friends and while I did have friends, somehow he felt the closest friend I had ever had. Soon we started meeting each day on the court and while I wanted to play with him I also didn't want to see the same faces my father and mother had while I was in the hospital, so I made it look like I had no idea of how to play basket, but he started teaching me and even though this way was like I was losing to him, I found it fun.
"I love basket and I don't care if I am losing or winning as long as both sides are giving their all. I believe that basket is a game you play for fun, don't you think so too, Tetsu." Shigehiro said one day and I looked away from him, making him look at me curiously. "What is it, Tetsu?" he asked with a smile.
"I've lied to you…" I whispered as I looked at the sky and he laughed slightly.
"I thought something like that… it's just casually but sometimes you let it slip, the real way you play. Why did you try to make me believe you never played basket?" He said gently and I looked at him surprised.
"You knew and you don't hate me?" I asked through my surprise and he smiled gently.
"You usually don't like to talk about yourself, but I know the kind of guy you are, Tetsuya. You wouldn't lie without a reason. So will you trust me and tell me the reason." He said as he set on one of the benches on the court.
"I used to play in a basketball club but I hated the idea of losing without giving my all, so I exhausted myself in each game we were close to losing but then we were up against a team we had no chance of winning and I exhausted myself to the point that I had to be hospitalized and I had tear of the meniscus and ankle sprain, ever since then I've been going through treatment and I am getting better but my body cannot handle the way I play. I am sorry, I know I have been lying to you and I wasn't a good friend but playing basket with you had been fun to me. For the first time I didn't care if I won or lose just as long as I was playing and having fun." I said as I looked at the ground, not daring to look at him for I was losing my best friend.
"I knew you had a reason but your reason is way more serious then I had ever thought. Are you sure that playing with me hasn't made your condition worse? Do you feel pain anywhere?" Shigehiro asked worriedly as he got up and come next to me and I looked surprised at him.
"I am fine, I've been getting better thanks to the treatment and doing sports isn't harmful as long as I don't go overboard. Aren't you angry at me?"
"Why should I be? You had a serious reason. I just regret not confronting you sooner and cleaning this earlier. You're my best friend, Tetsu and that won't change easily." He said with a smile that turned saddish and I looked curiously at him. "I am moving and I won't be able to keep coming here to play with you."
"Soon we would be entering junior high, let's joint the basketball teams and meet again on the court. I probably still won't be able to play the way I want to but I want to play with you on the court." I said as I smiled at him and he returned it.
"I regret not being able to see your real basket but I believe one day you would be able to play it again. Junior high is pretty much coming at our doors but that's just when kids start finding their talents, high school would be even better and I believe at that time you would be more than able to handle your talent, so even if we don't play in junior, we will play in high school." He said with and then smirked "I want to play with you much more in high school than in junior because it is the you at your fullest I want to witness."
"Time flies…" I said as we shook our hands and soon after we parted, having given each other our phone numbers so we could email each other casually.
In no time junior high came and we both joined the basketball club in our schools. Because I couldn't play my basket I was a weak player and I made it only to the third string, but I was glad because even in that string I could still play basket and believed that sooner I would make it to the first string. A couple of months later I met Aomine and we became friends quickly. He was so much like Shigehiro that it brought a smile to my face.
After I got myself injured and couldn't play basket I had started to try and make my presence unnoticeable, because I didn't want to meet someone that I had beaten and have him call me pathetic or weak, but I never thought that that would create a new stile for me. I thanked Akashi for teaching me a basket that I would play, a stile thanks to which I could make it to the first string.
It was fun, playing with everyone, but the practice was close to killing me, almost each time I found myself throwing up and I don't know they thought the reason for that to be but the real reason to that was because I was over exerting myself, I wasn't fully hilled yet and the treatment was tiring me and adding to that the practice was killing me but I didn't want to quit, not now that I made it to the court, when I was so close to meeting Shigehiro again. But my happy going life was coming to end quickly as all of them changed so much. They grew strong and got blinded by their strength. They thought that they were unbeatable and it angered me. When Aomine told me that there was no one who could beat him but himself I was so close to asking him to play one-on-one with me and going full out but I knew he was strong and I would want to win no matter what and would end up going in the zone again, I knew my body was far from not ready to handle it again. I had no choice but to watch as the team stopped playing like a team and at that moment I felt so disappointed. Then Shigehiro told me he had lost and we couldn't play together this year and I felt like giving up, but then he saved me as he asked me to take revenge for him and I went back on the court for him and because I wanted to prove that working alone on the court is not a way to win, no matter how strong you are you get stronger by playing together with your teammates and winning becomes more fun when you have someone to share it with.
But with each passing day felt like all the good moments were coming less and less and then I talked with Aomine at the river… that talk somehow crushed my spirit, he was the first friend I made at Teiko high and all his word like he was calling me useless and I hated it, for the first time I cursed myself for getting injured and then Akashi changed and even he, who had taught me my new style that was based on team play, said that teamwork was hindrance. Soon I found my spirit crushed by being abounded by everyone but I kept on playing because I wanted to keep my promise to Shigehiro but then I got hit and couldn't participate in our match and I wanted to hit myself because I knew that Shigehiro too was injured but he was going to play I wanted to hit myself for one again being a weakling, but I got up because I wanted to at least watch but what I saw made me hate my team and even made me hate basket. The next day I quit and went to see Shigehiro but he had moved schools again and I was told he had given up on basket. "I hope you don't quit playing basket. Shige said that even though your eyes had gotten colder, they still held warm and he said that your coldness didn't come for the same reason as your teammates but because you were angry and because you felt weak and useless and for now to you basket seems meaningless but he said that if it's you can defiantly stand back up and warm those guys' eyes. This band was left in his locker I believe he left it for you; use it to win over them." Shigehiro's sempai told me and I felt like crying. 'I will return on the court and I will win against the generation of miracles in high school, I only hope you will return to the court someday too, Shige.' I thought as I took his band and left.
'This time around I will win against all of you, Generation of miracles. I will show you just why basket is played by five people together not by one. Having teammates that you can trust and with which you can have fun… is much better than being lonesome. It's still early for me to go all out at you but soon I will be able to use my own style of basket and work together with everyone to become even stronger…' Kuroko thought as he left his club application.
And soon I joint Seirin high and their basketball team and I once again I started loving basket.
So yeah this is going to be a strange story and I am not an actual good author so I hope you like what I write.
This is just the prolog and I know it just pretty much leaved it at the beginning but I don't plan on making it a long story so I am hoping to finish it at three to five chapters.
I planned on making this a bit longer but I have an exam in less than 12 hours from now and I am very unready for it so I will use the reminding night to keep on studying so sorry it ended here.
I will try to write more of it after the exam but if I don't pass it I probably wouldn't be very optimistic and into writing mode, so there is 50-50 chance of having another chapter in 24 hours time. Do with me luck ^ _ ^ and if it's not much trouble say what you think about this story so far.
