Summary: Kuroko Tetsuya was a shadow. She was invisible, blank, nothing. After years of abuse and neglect, how will she react when her soul-bonds help her see her true color? GOM and Kagami x Kuroko. Inspired/shared universe as Solitudes light by -aydsa and Light in the darkness by DemonAngel606

Now, I have done my own twist on the 'colorless sight until touched soul-mate' AU. Also, I have a few other things which will pop up in later chapters as the plot unfolds. I hope you all enjoy the story! Also, I will end up explaining a few items in both my closing AN and my opening AN. So please, read what I put above if you have any questions and if that doesn't help you, leave them in your review or PM me anything you need clarification on. Of course, there will be a few things I will leave anonymous but almost anything I will freely explain.

Disclaimer: I in no way own Kuroko No Basket and I make no profit off of this story. Any OC's which might show up are all my own creations but other than that and the plot, I own nothing.

Gray. It was the one color she could see. Not a beautiful, shining silver or monochrome color but instead a dull and boring gray. A rueful smile played on the only child of the Kuroko household, Tetsuya Kuroko. The only child granted to the newest generation of the Kuroko clan, thankfully.

Sitting up, the 16-year-old Kuroko surveyed the room in a sweeping glance. Her clock read 4:15 in an unknown, yet bright color. Emotionless eyes stared unamused before the girl worked her way into an upright position. Throwing on a school uniform she walked downstairs and quickly whipped something up for her drunk of a mother and abusive father.

Life was always boring and dull. Color evaded her, literally. Having never had the pleasure of meeting her bondmates, she couldn't see a single color on the spectrum except for gray. Being an inferior also meant she couldn't look for her mates without being in fear of how they would treat her.

Life had always been this way. Being the inferior only daughter of two superiors with a long and pretentious pedigree of other superior family members meant she was treated as a slave in her own home. Well, what once was a pretentious pedigree. It was discovered that kuroko's grandmother off her mother's side had been an inferior. Her grandfather was accidentally forced into the bond with the woman who became the mother of his only heir. After the birth of her mother, her grandmother became a slave within her own house and was wrongly harmed and abused. Even her own daughter would join in on occasion, but situations such as this were not uncommon or even illegal.

In a way, Kuroko was jealous of her grandmother. She had ended up being able to see other colors other than gray. Sadly Kuroko had decided long ago she wouldn't allow herself to meet her mates. Everything pointed to endless suffering and so if the only control she had was who her abuser would be, she would rather have someone who she knew how to avoid years of new injuries and torture. Gently dragging her fingers under her silver bracelet, at least that what people said it was made out of, ridges of torn and jagged skin met her touch. They were located around six impressed names which were outlined on her wrist and spoke of apparent 'True Love.'

Before she knew it, breakfast was made and with no time to spare. Setting it within the oven, she wrote out a note on how they could re-heat the food so they could eat it later. Shrugging her backpack up onto her shoulders, she left without even so much as a crumb to eat, knowing if her parents found even a speck missing, it would be her who takes the blame. She locked the door on her way out before maneuvering her way to school.

As she arrived a mob of people all rushed past her, shoving her down as they went. Kuroko pushed herself off the unrelenting floor and rose to her feet quickly before following the stampede of students into the auditorium. It appeared they were having some sort of announcement. The principal stood at center stage, talking in his general snobby yet blustery way. Kuroko tuned out much of what he had to say and found a secluded spot in the corner of the room. Once she was situated she finally looked up again to listen to what was spewing from his mouth.

"And so, I present you all one of your new classmates, Akashi Seijuro." Thunderous applause busted from every corner of the auditorium. The sound resounded inside her as she gave a polite clap of her own. Settling the crowd down the man on the stage began to speak as Kuroko gave him her attention from her small corner.

As he seemingly locked eyes with her, Kuroko felt the skin under her bracelet begin to heat up. Brushing it off, she simply thought of it as the bulky bracelet causing her skin to sweat, as per usual. The longer she watched him thought, the hotter it seemingly became, until it felt as if it was almost burning, Yet there was no pain accompanying it. No, instead it was more of an uncomfortably warm and fuzzy type of feeling. Confusion wrecked her brain until her vision changed. Where gray had once been there was now an extremely bright and loud color, which she was able to identify as red from a color chart on the wall next to her. The young speaker's hair was a bright red as was one of his eyes.

Panic set in as she finally realized what was happening. Standing up she quietly rushed out of the room. One of her soulmates was on a stage talking and she couldn't be more afraid. The one thing she didn't seem to catch in her panicking haste was a pair of heterochromia eyes watching her mad dash from the auditorium.

Class came as a welcomed relief from the oddness which had now taken over her life. All around her, girls gossiped about the 'completely dreamy' young speaker and what he had spoken of. She couldn't help but internally smile, knowing she was the one he was destined for, though at this point she would hand him over to any of them in a heartbeat so she could finally be free of this pounding fear which had ruled her life.

"Can you believe it? We are going to have six new and total hunk superiors with us! Gosh, this must be a dream." A high and nasally voice spoke up as she lowered herself into an empty chair. Well, at least what she thought was an empty chair. Instead, she had ended up sitting on poor Kuroko who had tried to speak up but wasn't heard. Standing up, the other girl acted as if she had just sat on a hot coal and turned around quickly, apologizing profusely.

"It's fine," Kuroko responded with a small sweat drop on her forehead. The other girl just wasn't taking no for an answer it seemed as she grabbed Kuroko's hands, trying to seem sincere in her apology, or at least until she noticed Kuroko's bracelet. Dropping her hand, a shrieking sound resounded around them as her attitude took a 360.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! I touched an inferior. How dare you? You've defiled me now! Oh, what am I going to do?" She bemoaned. Everyone's eyes were on the two of them, many holding malice for poor Kuroko. Shouts surrounded them as many were insults towards the girl while the superior teen smiled a wicked smile.

"You know, I have to agree with you, I think she does deserve a punishment. It is my job as a superior to make sure inferiors know their place right?" She asked in response to another student whilst coming closer to the sitting girl. Her hand was poised and ready to hit her in what looked like a slap. Closing her eyes, Kuroko prepared herself to feel the iconic sting of pain which would accompany such a blow. After holding her rigid position for so long, the girl dared to peek out of one eye to see what was causing the delay in her so-called 'punishment'.

Behind the girl stood a young man. It must have been one of the new students, as Kuroko didn't recognize him. His hand held the other student's upheld wrist in his grasp, preventing any damage to befall her. His facial expression was serious, surprisingly even his odd eyebrows worked well with the look. His other hand resided in his pocket, radiating a feeling of calm and control in the situation. Kuroko kept up her analyzation until he spoke.

"What's going on here?" He spoke gruffly. Kuroko felt her heart lurch and plummet. Of course, he didn't help her because she was an inferior. He probably thought she was a superior just as himself, as his wristband branded him as such. Mentally, she reprimanded herself for having thought such a silly thing. Lowering her head, she prepared for him to release the other girl as the shrill voice rang out.

"She's an inferior, and she touched me! It was just terrible! I was giving her, her due punishment for committing such a horrendous act!" The young superior cried out as she swiveled in his group to fall dramatically onto his chest and letting him hold onto and support her. Crocodile tears streamed down her face, but none of her makeup smeared, waterproof most likely for when issues like this popped up. Waiting once again, Kuroko began to scan the man's features from beneath her hair for the usual anger and possibly disgust. Surprisingly there wasn't even a trace anywhere in his expression.

"I'm sorry miss." The deep voice once more spoke yet none of it was directed to the crying superior. No, the mysterious stranger had extracted himself from the other girl quickly and crossed to stand in front of Kuroko inside the middle of the circle. Panic consumed her thoughts for him. Shouldn't he know better? He's new after all, and helping out the creep of the school wasn't the smartest move to make. But the thing which shocked her the most was how respectful he was towards her. No one had ever been remotely respectful, let alone kind to her. She became too wrapped up in her panicking thoughts to notice the very important signal her wrist was trying to deliver to her.

"It's alright," Kuroko spoke back in her common monotone voice as she slowly rose her head back up from its bent position. Yet to her own ears it sounded a touch warmer, but knowing everyone would take it as dead and probably as offensive, but she couldn't help it. Lack of emotion was her shield and helped her get out of many sticky situations. The young man who stood in her line of vision seemed to be no different. Instead of being monotone and dead, he had a rough exterior but his actions spoke of a kind heart underneath the several layers he had on top. As she continued to ponder about him, her vision became obscured by a hand. Following the appendage up, she came face to face with oddly beautiful gray eyes. She could only imagine what their true color was and how breathtaking the sight of them would be.

"My name is Kagami Taiga." He spoke, but no longer was his eyes meeting her own. Instead, they became entranced by the wall off to the side. A darker color seemed to coat his cheeks and Kuroko couldn't help but find it cute. Quietly she introduced herself before taking his hand into her own palm.

"Kuroko Tetsuya." She spoke calmly. As their skin connected a sudden warmth seemed to travel up her arm as her mind opened up to welcome something it seemed. Suddenly a rush of feelings ran through her own mind. Feelings which she knew were not her own. Looking up like a deer caught in the headlights, she met his eyes and found the small circles inside his eyes were now the dark. Darker than any gray she had ever seen. Her mind worked in a frenzied state as she realized the bottom part of his hair and his pupils in his eyes were now a color known as black. People had always spoken of the color with either fear or something close to longing. To her, the color spoke of her worst fears, yet held an unknown kindness inside its murky depth. Almost as if it was both cold and warm at the same time.

Stopping her line of thinking, she recovered before Kagami did. This meaning, she also reacted first. Letting go of his hand, she sprinted as fast as her poor legs could take her out of that god forbidden room. She couldn't pinpoint how long she had simply sat there and stared into Kagami's eyes and silently sent a prayer of thanks that she had been the first to start to move. Almost the instant she stepped out of the doorway, a pair of hands shot out of nowhere and caught her around the middle. She struggled and wormed, but found her captor had a strong grip, but also avoid making skin contact. Not long after, Kagami came barreling out of the room. Kuroko's eyes grew wide before she fought with even more vigor to try and escape. Sadly she wasn't able to and soon Kagami stood in front of her.

Panic was clear in her eyes as she fought. The only thing running through her mind was how he was planning to use her. There was no need for her, so why keep her if not for some alternate purpose? Slowly the frown on his face grew. Reaching his hand up he moved it behind her neck. A small pinch was all she felt before her world faded to black. Just as she fell under a small voice whispered in her ear.

"Found you."