(Ahh, I'm pretty psyched to finally be able to write this out! I hope this explains things better. Watch out for more.)

Anime: Kuroko no Basket

Info: Rai Aikuchi is my OC, please feel free to find information about him on my Quotev book of OCs

Teikō Middle School.

Holding the Teikō Middle School Basketball Club.

In it's brilliant history, there were five once-in-a-decade prodigies in one year...

...the "Generation of Miracles."

Ryota Kise.

Shintaro Midorima.

Daiki Aomine.

Atsushi Murasakibara.

Seijuro Akashi.

And the Phantom Sixth Man, Tetsuya Kuroko.

But did you know? There was one more member.. Almost none knew. He was never mentioned, nor talked about. He was a part of the original five, the supporting member of the team. Teikō's former shadow..

Rai Aikuchi.

It all just started one day.

Rai glanced around, looking at the school he had now been administered to.

Teikō Middle School.

A school built for the wealthy, the popular, the famous, the intelligent, and the highly skilled.

But what Teikō was most known for were the legendary Generation of Miracles.

Of course, it hadn't formed yet.

Hey! My name's Rai Aikuchi, and I'm here to share my story with you.

Now let's begin...

"Seriously? You?" A voice said.

The man gave a hearty laugh. "You wanna join the Teikō Basketball Club? A tiny squirt like you?"

Rai frowned. "Mind you, I may indeed by small, but certainly not tiny when it comes to skill."

"Ha!" The man laughed, "I'd like to see you try."

"You will, and then you'll see," Rai said, looking up at the man.

"What's a squirt like you gonna do about that?" The man asked, his eyes full of confidence, "I bet you can't even reach up to my shoulder!"

"Oh really?" Rai said, raising an eyebrow, "I'll have to prove it then."

"Ready?" Rai asked, before crouching down, now even smaller than before.

Rai took a deep breath, positioning his arms in a defensive stance, then jumping.

It was as if everything had happened in slow motion.

The look on the man's face was priceless. He had stepped backwards, nearly tripping himself.

Rai had did it. He jumped, and now he was towering over the man, glaring at him, before landing back down with no thud.

"W-What," The man stuttered, "H-He's a monster!"

"Kuichagan!" A voice barked.

The man who was backing away from Rai quickly turned around to only bump into none other then Assisstant Coach Naoto Sanada.

Sanada glared down at the man, who was whimpering at his feet. "Get up you fool."

The man bidded his orders, doing as he said. He quickly rose to his feet, shaking slightly.

"You," Sanada spoke sharply to the man, "What is happening?"

"S-sir, t-that boy right there," The man rambled, "H-He's a monster, sir, I say."

Sanada turned to look at Rai, who inoccently stood there, shifting his weight onto his other foot.

"This boy?" He said.

The man nodded. Sanada narrowed his eyes at the man. "Leave us."

Rai watched amusingly as the man scrambled to his feet, racing back to where the other staff were.

Funny man that he is, Rai thought to himself.

"You. Boy. What is your name?" Sanada asked.

"I'm sorry sir, but it is always proper to introduce yourself first before asking any further questions," Rai chirped, holding his hands behind his back.

Sanada narrowed his eyes, hlaf glaring at the boy. It was after a moment when he spoke again. "Very well. My name is Naoto Sanada. And if your business here is to join the Teikō Basketball Club, then you may call me Assisstant Coach Sanada."

"Thank you sir. I am Rai Aikuchi and I indeed am here to join the club," Rai said, his eyes shining in a particularly strange way.

The man noticed Rai's eyes but didn't say anything about it. "Why would you want to join the club? You are beyond average height and will be looked down upon your teammates. Do you possess a hidden talent, perhaps?"

Rai twitched his mouth. He thought about this for a moment. "I want to join simply because I want to achieve victory with our teammates, and solely on winning," He said, lying, "I do know I am beyond normal height but I assure you, hiring me will be an asset to your team. And I will not reveal any special skills I may or may not have until it is confirmed that I will be accepted into this club."

The man looked at the boy with sheer curiosity. He had never met a boy like this before. Anyone who could talk to him as if they were acquaintances. In which they were not.

"Alright then, Aikuchi. Please go join your teammates out on the court and we will see what you can do. Meanwhile, I will grab your registration sheet."

Rai nodded. He calmly walked over on the court, meeting a set of 5 boys talking, each with brightly colored hair.

"Hey! You! Watch out!" A voice shouted.

Rai spun around, seeing a ball flying straight at him. With a flash, his instincts knocked up, his eyes changing from a pale orange to a bright red in a second.

He stared at the ball hard, as if piercing through it with his eyes. Now, Rai said, counting down for the right time.

The ball, which had been flying straight at him, curved slightly to the right, missing him completely. Rai looked unfazed as the ball zoomed right past his hair, nearly stroking it.

Everything was silent. No one spoke nor played, the only sounds that could be heard were the small thuds of the ball bouncing on the gym floor.

"How?" Several people whispered.

The Generation of Miracles all looked at each other. This boy... was definitely not your average basketball player.

"Hey! Are you okay?" Aomine said, running up to Rai.

Rai turned around, looking at the dark blue haired boy. He had sharp blue eyes, tan skin, and a cocky grin on his face.

"Yeah," Rai said cooly, "Something wrong?"

"Dude, seriously? Why didn't you get hit, no offense. I accidentaly threw it in your direction, it should've hit your face," Aomine said, flabbergasted.

"Simple." Rai started, "I dodged it."

The others had now joined beside Aomine, eyeing the boy carefully.

"But how?" Aomine said.

"We can get to that later. First I'll introduce myself, and state my position, and then same to you," Rai stated flatly, "My name is Rai Aikuchi, please to meet your acquaintances."

Rai looked around in a circle as everyone began naming themselves.

"Daiki Aomine, power foward."

"Shintaro Midorima, shooting guard."

"Atsushi Murasakibara, center."

"Shōgo Haizaki, small forward."

Rai then turned to look at the remaining boy. He had oddly familiar looking eyes and ruby-stained hair. I know I have seen him before..

"Seijū-" The boy tried saying.

"Seijūrō Akashi," Rai said, finishing for him.

"Ah, I see. And no doubt, you are an Aikuchi," Akashi said cooly.

"Hm, yes," Rai said, his emotions quickly turning cold.

"Have you two met before then?" Midorima stated, flicking his glasses up.

"Yes," Akashi said, looking away from Rai.

Rai only nodded. Why hadn't his parents informed him that the Akashis were here. But then again, why would they?

Those selfish bastards of parents he had were useless. All the were good for was gaining wealth and attending fancy dinner parties. They couldn't even take care of their only son. They were so damn messed up.

Who else would understand feeling lonely, spending his whole life in solitude. His damn parents wouldn't. The feeling of being trapped, unable to be free. What he craved for was finally doing something to acheive his parent's approval. But he had long given up on that, knowing it would be useless. The obident, the intelligent, the acheiver, the champion.

All that had been wasted on Rai, as if he couldn't do anything for himself. He never liked his parents and now hated them. Wealth and power was all they needed to lead a life suited to their tastes. The Akashis weren't much better. His parents had been very close friends with them, they both had a common goal: To become powerful and to acheive anything they wanted. With each having a son they could model and shape into what they wanted.

Rai never had a choice. His parents had always picked for him, ever since he was little. They always told him it was best for him. They hid him from the world, faking a smile whenever broadcasted on air, lying that he was fine.

In fact, he's lied so many times now, it might as have been a normal routine for him.

"What was that before?" Murasakibara said, stuffing his face with konpeitos.

"Oh.." Rai said, "You guys recently became known as the Generation of Miracles. And to what I've heard, you each possess a special ability."

"Hm," Haizaki gruffed.

"Yes," Midorima replied, in an emotionless tone.

"Sharp-Shooting, Emperor Eye, Speed and Agility," Rai said, "Just to name a few. Right?"

"Looks like someone has done their homework," Akashi commented, his eyes flashing.

Rai stayed silent.

"So," Aomine said, "What about you?"

"Yeah, just what happened back there- With the ball" Murasakibara said, joining in.

"Yes. I feel the need to know too," Midorima added.

"'Course," Haizaki said.

Akashi only stood politely, not bothering to talk.

"You are not the only ones then," Rai said, looking up at all of them, "With a skill.'

"Hm...?" Murasakibara said, "What'd you trying to say?"

"Ah, I see," Midorima murmured, "You possess a high skill that no average player can earn."

"So that was how you were able to dodge my blow!" Aomine exclaimed, finally catching on.

Rai nodded. "Yes."

"Aikuchi! Over here!" Sanada shouted, beckoning for the boy to come over.

Rai walked over to him, noticing a piece of paper and a pen.

"Is that the registeration form?" The orange-haired boy asked.

"Yes," Sanada replied, "I need you to state your name, position, and history with basketball."

Minutes later, Rai looked at the form after he had filled everything down.

Name: Rai Aikuchi

Business: To join the Teikō Junior High Basketball Club and become a regular

Positon: None. Former Point Guard

Background: I have played basketball ever since elementary school. I have self taught myself everything I needed to know. I have affiliated myself with street ball. I have also played basketball in elementary school as a point guard, but no longer do.

"Thank you Coach Sanada," Rai said, bowing his head slightly and handing the man the slip, "I hope that I will meet up to your expectations."

"Indeed, very well spoken," Sanada said, "You will be able to get your jersey tomorrow. You have been identified with no position for now, and your number will be 13."

Rai watched calmly as Coach Sanada walked over to the table where the other coaches were, handing them the form.

The Next Day...

"Congraulations," Sanada said, handing Rai a duffle bag and an uniform, "You've made it onto the team and a part of the regulars."

"Thank you sir," Rai replied, smiling at the man, "I appreicate it, I really do."

"Well, yes of course. Please go find your teammates and start practice."

"Yes" Rai said, running to the locker room to change into his uniform.

He came back out, tugging at the bottom of his shirt. It was good, but maybe just a bit big.

"Rai! Over here!" Aomine said, his voice echoing over the nearly empty room.

When they all settled down, the became practice with a warm up. Rai was to go against Aomine. If he succeeded, they would keep him as a regular for the rest of his time here.

"Alright. Just know that I won't go easy on you," Aomine said, half smirking.

"Same to you," Rai said, giving him a small nod.

"Ready?" Midorima said, holding up the ball at the center. "Go!"

Both boys jumped up to grab the ball. Aomine, having the height advantage was sure to grab it- And he did, but just barely. He watched in amazement as Rai nearly got as close as he did, his fingertips swipely lightly at the ball.

And with a loud thud, Aomine fell back down, already charging to Rai's side of the court, getting ready to dunk it in.

The dark-blue haired boy reached inside of the three point line when he jumped, looking back to see that Rai wasn't there.

"You shouldn't give your opponent the advantage by turning your head."

Aomine looked back, jumping mid way, getting closer to the basket. Suddenly a small figure jumped in front of him, just barely towering above him but enough make Aomine pause, landing back down.

"How did you..." Aomine asked, speechless.

"Perks to my skill. I need to be able to jump high enough to stop the opponent. Of course, it will never be as accurate as Murasakibara's defense," The boy said, landing back down in front of Aomine.

"Now.. I need the ball.." Rai said, his eyes switching colors.

Rai grabbed the ball out of the boy's hand, earning a choke from him. Smirking, Rai ran past him with agility, going over to his basket and shooting the ball in.

Silence.

Emptiness filled the room. Rai walked back over to Aomine, who still stood looking at the basket.

"Daiki," Rai spoke, putting a hand on the boy's shoulders. "Please come."

Rai half dragged Aomine back, nearly having to carry the boy. When they both reached the others, it was Akashi who broke the silence.

"Well done Aikuchi," He said smoothly.

"Yeah, thanks," Rai mumbled.

"Nice jump," Murasakibara commented, breaking open a bag of pockies now.

Rai nodded, looking away from the purple giant. "Daiki? Are you alright?"

"Yeah.. Sure," Was Aomine's reply.

"Tch," Haizaki grunted, now walking away from everyone, "I'll see everyone later, I guess."

"Asshole," Grumbled Aomine, who seemed to be able to talk again.

Midorima sighed. "We all know that."

Murasakibara nodded in agreement, cookie crumbs falling from his mouth and onto the floor.

Akashi sighed, "Well anyways."

"Congrats," Aomine said, standing to look down at Rai, "You're now a part of the Generation of Miracles."

"Thank you all," Rai said, lingering his gaze on Akashi.

"Yes," Midorima said, "Let's go everyone. It's time to leave."

"Sure," Aomine said, "I'll meet up with you, I just gotta talk to Rai here."

"Alright then," Akashi said, before walking away with Murasakibara and Midorima.

"Rai?"

Rai looked up at the mention of his name. "Yes?'

"What I just saw you do.." Aomine began, "Gave me an uneasy feeling."

"Yes," Rai replied, "It was probably the effect of my attack. It paralyzes momentarily."

"No" Aomine said, scratching the back of his head, "It's not that. It just felt... Thunderstruck.."

"Hm?" Rai hummed, gazing straight at Aomine.

"I think we'll become good friends," Aomine finished.

"I agree too. I sense something special in you," Rai said, "And I see your ambitions. I will help you."

"Help me?" Aomine said, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Yes. I support my teammates, I am an illusion."

"Like a shadow?" Aomine asked.

"Hm, yes, more so or less, but different," Rai stated, "I suport the light, which is you. I will be the shadow to your light and make you the strongest in Japan."

"I'd like that," Aomine said, "Except for one thing. I don't to be the strongest in Japan, I want us together to be the best in Japan."

"Hmm.." Rai said, considering this for a moment, "Very well. Together then."

"Sure," Aomine said.

"The stronger the light, the darker the shadow," Rai murmured.

"What was that?' Aomine asked.

"Oh- Nothing," Rai replied instantly.

"Okay then.. To a new friendship!" The boy exclaimed. He raised a fist up to Rai.

"A new friendship," Rai agreed, nodding his head. He pulled out his own hand and bumped him back.

And there all of you have it! I'm Rai and this was my story. A story on how I met the Generation of Miracles. There's more memories to come though. I hope you enjoyed!