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Chapter One

"Daiki, if you have so much time reading dirty magazines the get your ass over here and play a one-on-one with me!"

The tanned ace smirked, "Sure bring it on, Tetsuko, But I'm gonna win this time."

The girl with long light blue hair rolled her eyes, "First point wins kay?" She dribbled towards Aomine who was in a defensive stance and did a quick crossover, but she couldn't pass him. She smirked, "Hmm getting better huh? I still remember the first day where I broke past you with a simple crossover."

Aomine groaned, "Anything simple coming from YOU isn't even simple. Heck, it's why we still haven't beaten you in a one-on-one yet."

Kuroko bounced the ball through his legs and spun around to get the ball. The boy grinned, "Know that trick already, Tetsuko." He reached the ball faster and sprinted down the court, knowing that if he slowed down even one step the ball would be knocked out of his hands. He jumped up to make a layup, but the blue eyed girl leapt up and knocked the ball out of his hands. She was short, just over 160 cm (5'4"), but, damn, could she jump.

"Nice try Daiki, but you need more than that. Let me show you how it's done." She threw the ball straight up into the air, confusing the tanned boy. Tetsuko jumped up and with a swipe of her hand, she redirected the ball straight into the net on the other side. Midorima gaped as he looked over in shock at the girl their age. He silently admitted that it was better than his three pointers. If she was born a guy then she would definitely be crowned a miracle like them.

"What even was that Tetsuko?" Aomine asked with a grin. He loved basketball and was always looking for a stronger opponent; he'd found one.

She shrugged, "I'm just a passing specialist. I can redirect the ball to my teammates anywhere. Thought I'll just try it with the hoop. "

"JUST a passing specialist Kurokocchi? Yeah, you're a passing specialist with speed and agility that can match Aomine and you can even jump high enough to stop Murasakibara's shots. " Kise screeched.

"Wow, so the great basketball legends the 'Generation of Miracle' are actually admitting that they're not the best huh?" Tetsuko smirked, wiping the sweat off her face. Aomine rolled his eyes, dropping his Teiko jacket over her, "Come on Tetsuko, you're gonna get sick. We want to go get some ice-blocks so come with us."

The wind blew at its hardest as they strolled out into the streets, their Teiko uniforms earning glances from everyone alongside them as Akashi lectured them about school reputation.

"Kurokocchi! You're an amazing player you know, you can beat us all!" The blonde model screeched, cutting off the red-headed captain. Akashi frowned. The girl ruffled Kise's hair ignoring the depressed midget, "Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'm sure you guys are gonna beat me one day. You are boys after all, and boys are hella competitive. Besides my stamina is really weak and you guys haven't reached your full potential yet."

The convenience store they went to after school was open as usual. The bright neon light outside were what first caught their attention along with the sweet smell of baked goods. They were regulars to this store now: even getting discounts on snacks much to Murasakibara's joy. It was like a tradition. As the group walked back to the train station, the typical happened: Midorima lecturing Murasakibara on why he shouldn't eat and talk, Aomine and Kise messing with Tetsuko and of course Akashi observing them all, amused, like the creepy captain he was.

A mocking laugh coming from the street ball courts drew their attention. "Bahaha! Who said we were gonna play fair, huh?"

Kuroko frowned. She played fair and fair only. As the boys fought over who was the best at beating up dodgy gangs, she slipped away, heading to the street ball court.

"Hah~, where's Kuro-chin?" Murasakibara asked, munching noisily on his chips, earning glares from Midorima.

"That girl…" Akashi mumbled, "She's obviously gone to stop the thugs."

*/Time skip/*

The gang like trio laughed once more as they wrecked the group of young kids.

"Heh, we've done what needs to be done, Kiyoshi, Izuki. Let's go. " The one with the glasses that looked somewhat like the leader smirked, sauntering off.

"Excuse me, but basketball is a sport that you play fair in."

"Ahh!" The glasses boy with black hair, jumped up in shock as the blue haired girl stepped in front of him, spinning a basketball on her index finger.

The boy recovered from the shock, sneering as he noticed her Teiko jacket. "Oh, is that a challenge you little MIDDLE school girl?"

"Hyuga, we're only first years in high school. Don't make yourself sound so much older than her. You're not cool." Another boy said, laughing at their captain.

"Kiyoshi! You're supposed to be on my side. Shut up!" The glasses dude retorted.

"So anyways, what's a girl like you doing out on the streets this later hmm?" The captain-like one said, "Wanna play?"

She opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by another voice.

"Oi, what do you think you're doing with our precious girl?" A tanned arm was thrown over Kuroko's shoulder. Kuroko smiled in relief. It was just those stupid Generation of Miracles.

"Daiki get off, you smell like sh*t." Kuroko Tetsuko mumbled.

Behind Aomine stood Akashi, his arms crossed, Midorima adjusting his glasses like the nerd he is, Murasakibara eating his snacks and Kise whining about how he should be the one to save Kuroko.

"Heh, this just got a whole lot more interesting huh? Looking for a fight?" The shortest of the three, Izuki, scoffed. Akashi glanced over at Kuroko, "I'm guessing you want to settle this in a match?" She smiled: they knew her so well. Kise dramatically threw off his blazer, "Hell yeah. Let's do this, Aominecchi! Akashicchi! Midori-!"

"Psh, no you're not playing: The girl is." The tallest one, Kiyoshi said, cutting off Kise's summoning of his Generation of Miracles all shared a look. An evil look. Midorima coughed, speaking for the group, "Well, you're in for a surprise. Don't take Kuroko so lightly. She is the Miracle Girl of Basketball after all."

"Eh? We'll see 'bout that…" Hyuga took up the challenge and turning to his friends asking, "So who wants to play?"

Kuroko smirked, her proud side she got from hanging around five idiots showing, "One-on-three is fine with me. "

The short one's face darkened, "We'll teach ya how to respect your senpais. "

"Shintarou, ball." Midorima chest-passed the ball to Kuroko. While the ball was still in the air she redirected the ball to the hoop on the other side, exactly what she did to Aomine. The swish of the net made the three boys turn around in shock. "What the-? When did it get there? Does that even count as a point?"

"Don't mind, it's probably a fluke. Let's get one back." Izuki said, as he dribbled the ball to the centre circle, chest-passing it to Kiyoshi, but it never made it there. Kuroko intercepted the passed and dashed down the court.

"She's no joke huh? Let's go have some fun." Kiyoshi said as he double teamed her with Hyuga.

Kuroko dribbled on the stop, realising that their defence was pretty good. She faked right and dashed around them on the left, but Izuki was there waiting, as Hyuga tried to back-tip the ball. With a laugh, she spun around and did a jump shot. Kiyoshi jumped up to block, but was a second to late. The ball swished through the hoop, not even grazing the rim.

"I follow fate and I own today's lucky item: a pink doll. Whether it's just one or a thousand they'll all swish through the hoop, nanodayo~." Kuroko mimicked, pushing up her invisible glasses.

"Bahaha! That was on point, Tetsuko! " Aomine laughed along with Akashi who was trying to stifle a laugh, the three idiots: Kiyoshi, Hyuga and Izuki confused at their antics.

"Shut up Aomine. Your karma will come soon, after all you, a Virgo, is the unluckiest today. Kuroko, Aquariuses are also unlucky today." Midorima snapped, pushing his glasses up his nose; the pink doll seated in his hand.

"Oi, you rainbow heads! Cut the crap and get on with the game!" Hyuga called out.

"If you say so…" the blue haired girl said slyly, "That was just the warm up."