Alluring Melodies
Chapter One
"So much work today..." Kise mumbled, walking through the busy street. He sneaked out for an early lunch and had to be back exactly 20 minutes later, which was why for once there were no fans following him; he was supposed to be at his studio. He had on a striped hoodie and sunglasses, along with an unfashionable scarf that he ducked the rest of his face behind whenever he saw a group of teenager girls. However much he loved his fans, he never understood how they managed to be with him wherever he went.
It has been around five months since the Generation of Miracles formed, and Kise had only joined a month ago. It was definitely more work than he expected, especially since he still models. His modeling career had been his only job before he started singing, and he wonders if he should continue with it. To Kise, it was a bit boring because he's good at it - all he has to do is pose and he would get all the fans and money a person could want. Singing, on the other hand, was a challenge that he enjoyed. He liked the teamwork and the feeling of performing to a huge crowd, where one mistake could ruin it all.
Up ahead, he saw his favorite fast food restaurant, Magi Burger. It wasn't too crowded, to which Kise sighed in relief. Through the glass, he could see around ten to fifteen people. After pulling his scarf over his nose and adjusting the position of his sunglasses, Kise pushed open the door to Magi Burger and was greeted with chatter and the smell of food.
Combo two, please," he said to the lady at the counter, who nodded and entered his request into the machine. A couple minutes later the food arrived. Grabbing his meal and his receipt, he sat down at an empty table. Only, it wasn't empty.
"Hello." A monotone voice came from nowhere.
"Huh?" Kise looked around and saw no one. He shrugged, figuring he was just paranoid from all the sneaking around he was doing today. It would be funny if the voice came from his manager's ghost who came to haunt him for leaving without notice, but he hoped it wasn't. Heavens, that would be plain creepy. He continued eating, thinking (and hoping) it was his imagination.
"Over here," the voice came again from in front of him. He looked up and suddenly saw a teal haired boy sitting across from him. Kise promptly choked on his Pepsi.
"GYAA! H-How did you get here!?"
"Um, I was here before you came. And could you speak quietly, you are attracting a lot of attention." By now, nearly everyone looked their way. Kise flushed in embarrassment, getting up to move to another table when the boy spoke up again.
"I don't mind if you sit here," he said, staring at Kise.
"Oh, thank you," Kise said gratefully and sat down again. For some odd reason, he liked being with this person, even though they only met. The boy had a different aura than others. Kise suddenly realized he hadn't introduced himself yet, quickly correcting himself."Ah, I haven't told you my name yet! I'm Kise, Kise Ryouta."
"I'm Kuroko," the boy answered politely.
Kuroko, huh... Why does this name sound familiar?
"What high school do you go to?" Kise asked, assuming Kuroko was a first or second year in high school. The boy seemed at least a head shorter than Kise, with pale skin that seemed to have never touched the sun.
"I don't go to high school, I'm nineteen."
"Really!? Sorry, you looked a lot younger!"
"Don't worry, I have been asked the same question multiple times."
Kise felt a little guilty. He looked up at Kuroko, who didn't seem to mind. Upon closer inspection, Kuroko didn't look that young. It was just that he was so skinny...
"Oi, Kuroko!" A deep masculine voice called out interrupting Kise's train of thought, "you ditched me!" A man with long black hair tied into a small ponytail flopped down beside Kuroko and draped an arm around his shoulder. Kise recognized him – he was a popular solo singer and model, Ken Akuto. What connection would Akuto have with Kuroko? They certainly didn't seem like colleagues, but very rarely do popular people like Akuto make friends outside work.
"You're the one who ditched me, Ken-kun," Kuroko answered without looking at the man.
"Then don't disappear like that!" Ken pouted and suddenly noticed Kise. "Hey, you're with Kise?"
Kuroko shrugged, "bumped into him."
"That's great! Isn't he-" the sentence was silenced with a glare from Kuroko.
Kise blinked. "I'm what?"
Ken ignored the question. "Kuroko, Hiro wants you to meet her at AT Styles in about an hour."
AT Styles is the agency me and the Generation of Miracles just signed a contract with... Just what business does Kuroko have there? Is he an actor or singer? That's kinda hard to believe, though...
Kise opened his mouth to ask, but Kuroko stood up. "I must go now, Kise-kun. It was a pleasure meeting you."
"Bye, Kuroko!" Kise waved at... "Wait, where'd he go?"
Just then, Kise realized that he needed to be somewhere too.
Shit, Akashicchi's gonna kill me...
The Generation of Miracles gang lounged in their office, a spacious, elegant room. Well, elegant as in after Momoi made them clean it, of course. It was full of papers, candy wrappers, socks and who knows what else just an hour ago.
"Ah, I'm dead," muttered Aomine, who stretched out on the couch.
"You didn't even do anything." Midorima wiped his forehead with his lucky item, which happened to be a towel.
"None of you did much!" Kise complained, "Aominecchi, let me have a turn on the couch?" Poor Kise looked like he was about to faint; the group had ganged up against him and made him do most of the work.
Aomine simply ignored Kise and gestured for Murasakibara to share his chips.
Akashi looked up from his Shogi board. "Can you guys be quiet? I'm trying to concentrate. And Atsushi, try not to drop your crumbs everywhere."
"..." The chatter finally settled into silence. But not for long – the door burst open and an excited Momoi jumped in.
"Guys! Guess what? Tetsu-kun's back from his job at Sapporo! I just saw him, he's so handsome now..." with that, Momoi went into lalaland, murmuring words no one except Momoi can understand. Everyone knew of Momoi's crush on Tetsu. She always talked about him and whenever she did, she went into a dreamy state.
"Tetsu's back?" Aomine sat up on the couch. Kise immediately ran over and took a seat.
"Who's this Tetsu," Murasakibara asked without much interest, tossing the now empty chip bag into the garbage and ripping open a bag of gummy worms. Although they knew Momoi likes Tetsu, some didn't know who exactly 'Tetsu' was, assuming he's a mysterious, handsome manly man.
Midorima sighed upon hearing Murasakibara's question. "Sometimes I can't even believe you're a singer... In fact, everyone in the entertainment industry knows who Kuroko Tetsuya is, even Aomine!"
"Kuroko Tetsuya may as well be the most well known name in the entertainment industry!" Momoi, who awakened from her daydreams, added. She put her hand on her hip, pointing accusingly at Murasakibara. "He mainly does composing, and made songs for countless movies and singers. Tetsu-kun is a real prodigy!"
"K-Kuroko!?" Kise nearly fell off the couch. Ok, so maybe not just 'nearly.'
Aomine looked at the blond, who was now on the ground. "You met Tetsu?"
"Itai..."Kise rubbed his knee and leaned against the couch. "I bumped into him today."
"He doesn't seem like someone famous, does he?"
"Nope... Not at all!" It all made sense now, how Kuroko knew Akuto and why he would go to AT Styles.
"So... How's this new agency?" Momoi asked, curious. The Generation of Miracles have signed a contract with an agency called AT Styles. AT Styles hosted a large number of popular singers, as well as some actors.
"Everything is going well," Akashi answered, "although we're not yet as popular as I wanted us to be." For some reason, they weren't in the top ten list. But that wasn't surprising; they weren't the only band out there with a bunch of sexy guys. Plus, they've only debuted a month ago. No one, though, had the nerve to tell Akashi to be less ambitious.
Momoi grinned. "Then, I'm guessing you'll like what I'm going to say next."
The Generation of Miracles turned their attention to Momoi. Even Akashi put down his shogi piece."What, Satsuki?"
"Kuroko will be working with you all. In fact, he'll be here any minute!"
The look on the Generation of Miracle's faces were priceless.
Kuroko stood in a large hallway. He was in AT Styles, as promised. People scurried about, making the place crowded and difficult to walk through.
He checked his watch. He was on time, but Hiro, his temporary manager wasn't. He sighed, pulled out his phone and aimlessly scrolled through his mail. Truthfully, he missed his old manager. His old manager was always on time and very responsible too. But there were some family matters he had to attend to, so he went on a temporary leave.
"Kuroko-kun! Sorry I'm late!" a short girl with blond hair ran towards him, clutching sheets of paper in her hand.
"That's okay, just try to be on time from now on. Now let's go," Kuroko headed towards the Generation of Miracle's office, but before he could push the door open, a pink-haired figure hurtled at him, knocking him off balance.
"Hello, Momoi-san." Kuroko managed to say after regaining from the shock. Momoi was his friend who he had known since his school days. They were close friends and would often visit each others houses to compose music, occasionally hanging out at Magi Burger with Aomine when they had writers block and enjoyed each others company. When they reached adulthood, they went their own separate ways but never lost touch with each other. Momoi decided to become an agent, guiding singers to stardom. Kuroko loved composing so he became a composer.
"Tetsu-kuun~~ I missed you so much!"
Kuroko tilted his head. "But we just met yesterday..."
"Aww, Tetsu-kun, your expression is so cute!" Momoi squealed, hugging him tighter.
Kuroko, feeling suffocated and a bit awkward, said, "Um... can I meet the Generation of Miracles?"
"Ah, yes!" Momoi finally let go of him and led him into the room.
"Yo, Tetsu, long time no see!" Kuroko heard Aomine say. He was rather happy to see his friend, but of course never shows it.
"Ah. Hello, Aomine-kun," Kuroko said with his usual expression. "Will you introduce me to the team?"
"Sure. Four eyes there is Midorima," Aomine said, earning a glare from the green haired man. "Blondie is Kise, snack eater is Murasakibara, Aka-"
"I'll introduce myself," Akashi interrupted. "Hello, I am Akashi Seijuro."
"Kuroko Tetsuya, nice to meet you," Kuroko answered politely. Then he turned to the rest of the Generation of Miracles. "I'm not sure how long I will work with you, but it will be at least a year. The company has requested that I compose one song for each of you, then two songs for the whole group to sing. I am looking forward to this project, and will do my best to aid you."
"Ne, Kurokocchi... Don't most composers compose a lot of pieces and sell it to various companies? Why do you take such a long time?" Kise asked, curious.
"Different songs suit different people. I take time to know the singers I compose for so I can write a song they can sing the song to its full potential. I was also assigned to be your group's vocal coach. And why did you call me Kurokocchi?"
"Ah, I add a –cchi to everyone who I respect!"
"Please don't. It sounds weird."
"Aww, come on!"
"..no." Kuroko had a feeling this year was going to be a busy year.
OMAKE:
Combo two, please," he said to the lady at the counter, who nodded and entered his request into the machine. A couple minutes later the food arrived. Grabbing his meal and his receipt, he sat down at an empty table. Only, it wasn't empty.
"Hello." A monotone voice came from nowhere.
"Huh?" Kise looked around and saw no one. He shrugged, figuring he was just paranoid from all the sneaking around he was doing today. It would be funny if the voice came from his manager's ghost who came to haunt him for leaving without notice, but he hoped it wasn't. Heavens, that would be plain creepy. He continued eating, thinking (and hoping) it was his imagination.
Suddenly something in his food caught his attention. It was very thin. It was also black. Was it... Hair? Kise pulled it out. Yup, it was indeed hair, and it looked a lot like his manager's hair.
Kise fainted.
A/N: So... What did you think about this chapter?
1, For pairings, I'm thinking of Kikuro and some other kuroko pairing, so there can be like a love triangle or something XD
I'm not sure about the other pairing, so how about vote? Comment your fav! Don't worry though, everyone in GoM will have their moments. I just need the main pairings to aid the plot.
2, Uhuhu, I'm so tempted to mix Starish(band from Utapri) and other bishies into this fic... But...*sob* dun wanna make this a crossover ;-;
3, And one more thing, GoM and Kuroko are age nineteen in this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own KnB or the cover image.
That's all, please review, follow, and fav!
~Mist1029