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Summary:

AU On the 21st of August, Year 20XX, a seven year old boy with a tuff of teal hair tousled to the side and cerulean eyes died on a hit and run incident. Two years later, a middle school student opted to take a short rest on a nearby park only to be disturbed when a child suddenly threw himself on his lap crying, much to his shock.

AN:

Here's another Knbfic from me! Hope you guys will like it. I would like to thank 'AerisseHasste' and 'Truth And Tragedies' for editing this one shot (I mean seriously, I really appreciate it. ^_^ Thank you very much!) Feel free to point out and correct the mistakes. Now,

On to the story! Enjoy!

Wandering Spirit

Kuroko Tetsuya was unnaturally happy for today, his cerulean eyes sparkling in sheer excitement. His father would be coming home from his two week long business trip.Finally!

Smiling brightly, he let himself skip around the busy streets. As a small child, he maneuvered through the crowd easily, his large orbs peered in delight as he tried to search his way to his destination. Some of the passersby gave a quick glance to the child, finding the cheery disposition adorable.

Surprisingly, Kuroko didn't seem to mind as he rushed forward to his destination. He had been on his way from school but he remembered the promise his father made (and he intended to keep it) that when he would come home, he would teach him a sport called Basketball. However, much to his dismay, there was no one on the park, it was clearly deserted. He continued to look around, his large cerulean orbs scanning the place, hoping to see something familiar to him.

"Otou-san sure is late." He pouted.

Settling on a bench, he swayed his small feet back and forth. He stared He stared idly at the sky, fascinated. It was painted with its beautiful orange hue as the white fluffy clouds turned into shades of orange, red, yellow, and purple. He remained in his sitting position for a while, his mind wandering.

In a matter of seconds, an idea popped into his head. He managed to smile and turned to his backpack he placed beside him. He opened and rummaged it. Feeling for a familiar object, a smile graced his lips. He grabbed a small round object.

"Uwaa…" He looked at it in amazement, rubbing his fingers on the smooth surface. In his hand, he held a small basketball.

The ball glimmered for a bit, making him wonder if it was just his imagination.A blast of wind flew his way and he let go of the ball, surprised. The ball bounced and rolled over to the side walk.

"Ah, w-wait—"

The child jumped on his seat. The ball slowly came to a stop on the middle of the road. He ran towards the bent his knees and picked up the ball. He made a satisfied smile, unaware of the oncoming vehicle headed towards him. The sound of its horn caught his ears. Surprised, he craned his neck to the side only to find a flash of blinding lights. Frozen in shock, he dropped the ball he held.

…H-Help… me….

BAMMMMM!

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On the 21st of August, Year 20XX, a seven year old boy died in a hit and run incident. Suspect is still at large and according to eye witness, the victim was already lying on the ground covered in his dark crimson blood when he found him moments later.

"Hey, did you hear the latest news?"

"You mean the accident?"

"Yeah."

"Poor boy."

"I know… and the child was still young, he still had abright future ahead of him."

"That's life. We won't know if when we will die."

"I saw his father the day after the incident."

"Really?"

"He was pretty much in a mess. I couldn't tell by his appearance."

"I wonder what's currently happening in his family."

"Who knows but… the child's mother… tried to kill her own husband…"

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Ding Dong

The sound of the ringing of the bell indicated the dismissal of class.

"Remember to do the report." The teacher reminded before promptly dismissing his class, much to the students' relief.

After the teacher left, the room became lively as if the noise that had been contained in a bottle had its lid removed and its contents booming upwards and beyond the classroom. Students chattered to themselves, leaving the class in groups.

The lesson was not as particularly hard compared to the previous ones but students would normally find it boring. Nevertheless, it highly depends on one's opinions.

Kagami Taiga was not an exception to the rule.

Despite how he looked (especially his unpleasant attitude) he found some of the lessons this day to be uninteresting. Though on great days, he would most definitely 'pay attention' but today was different. He couldn't point it out, but he was feeling rather restless like something's about to happen.

Probably.

Or maybe it was just his imagination. Or his instinct as Tatsuya would have called it.

He rose up from his seat, grabbing his sports bag and slinging it casually on his shoulder. As he exited the building, he heard one of his classmates calling his name.

Speaking of the devil…

"Hey, Taiga wait up!"

He whipped his head to the direction of the voice and paused on his steps.

"Ah, Tatsuya, what's up?" Kagami asked gruffly. The raven haired merely blinked and gave a tentative smile.

"Let's go home together."

Taiga didn't say anything though as he simply gestured the teen to follow him. Taking an easy pace, they exited their school.

As they walk along the sidewalk, Kagami turned to look his brother who was unusually quiet for most of the part.

Strange.

Tatsuya would always start the conversation about school or some random things but he seemed to be off (not acting like his usual self). The atmosphere surrounding him seemed to be heavy. I wonder what's wrong. Tons of questions bombarded his mind. He decided to keep it to himself in the end, thinking that it wasn't his business to 'pry' (if he even has it). They later stop at a pedestrian lane, waiting for the red signal of the streetlight.

"You sometimes stop by at that park, right?"

Kagami raises a brow, "Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Himuro shook his head. "I actually heard a rumor about it." He narrowed his eyes considerably and established eye contact to the fiery head. "During the fourth week of August… you could hear a child's voice crying."

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Kuroko couldn't get any sad than ever. Tears began to form on the corner of his cerulean orbs as he cried in misery. He sniffled and rubbed his eyes with his hand. He wondered why people kept on ignoring him as if he wasn't there. He tried and tried shouting in front of them and yet…

Why won't they see me?

He remembered that he had been on his way home from school and then… he rapidly shook his head.

That wasn't real.

It was impossible.

After all,

This could be just a bad dream.

Right?

He wanted nothing more than to be home with his family where it was cozy and warm. He made a fetal position and hugged his knees.

Otou-san… Okaa-san… Anyone… Please help me…

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"Y-You don't believe on any of that stuff right?"

"Would I ever lie to you Taiga?" Himuro cocked his head to the side and gave a bright smile. Too bright.

"A-Ah, of course not."

Seeing his brother scared out of his wits like a high school girl made him want to tease him even more. Seriously, what could Taiga possibly be more scared of than dogs? He laughed.

Taken aback from the response, Kagami's eyes widened as he heard the sound of his surrogate brother's voice chuckling in pure amusement. Really, he will never get this guy.

If Kagami wouldn't have paid attention, he probably would have missed the gleaming eyes of Himuro but he also wondered if his brother had somehow lost it. He slump his shoulders and immediately shrug it off. There were things better left unknown.

"Well, see you tomorrow then." Himuro grinned as he waved his arm, bid his farewell and crossed the lane with ease.

From afar, Kagami watched the teen go with the utmost feeling of suspicion. He later diverted his gaze and continued on his 'merry way'. What in the world are you planning, Tatsuya?

Tatsuya paused on his tracks and when he turned his back, he didn't miss the slight doubt on the other's eyes. The corner of his lips twitched upward. Be careful, Taiga.

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He felt a chill run down his spine. There it was again. The feeling like something was about to happen. Kagami pinched the bridge of his nose as he felt an oncoming headache. He waited for the pain to be relieved and when it did he decided that he needed rest. Perhaps the afternoon heat was getting to him or perhaps he was plainly tired. From his distance, the nearby park should be around a few blocks from his place.

Turning right, he eventually came by the entrance of the park and made his way inside. Passing by the playgrounds, he settled himself on a bench and laid down. After placing his school bag right beside the bench, he folded his arms behind his head and slowly closed his eyes shut. Within a few minutes his breathing went even and he appeared to be sleeping peacefully without a care in the world.

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Kuroko rocked himself back and forth on the swings as his feet dragged across the court. His dull cerulean orbs stared at the sky which was painted with its beautiful orange hue. His lips slowly formed into a wry smile.

The sky seemed so pretty … too pretty, for it made him feel disgusted at the thought that it was mocking him even more.

The park was empty, not a single person inhabiting it and he knew that ever since he was chained into this place, no one came to stop by.

Alone.

He was and always be alone.

It was a painful feeling.

Each passing day he came to accept the fact little by little as each passing day his hope withers into ashes being carried by the wind and simply fading into nothingness.

He unconsciously clutched the chain of the swing, his bangs covering his eyes making his expression hard to read. When will this end? He snapped out from his stupor when he heard a small ruffling sound. Rubbing his eyes, he perk his head up to look around the park once more. His eyes widened in surprise as it settled on the occupied bench. He couldn't make himself to believe it.

His single ray of light.

There, on said bench was a teen with spiky dark red hair. He was lying on the bench; his eyes tightly shut and seem to be resting rather peacefully. He hopped off from the swing and slowly made his way towards said person.

He couldn't point out why his body was moving on its own. Each and every step he took, his heart pounded in his ears. Beads of sweat trailed down onto his chin as he made no move to wipe it. His throat hitched as he felt his chest constricting.

He hesitantly reached out his right hand and grasped the sleeve of the napping teen as he gave a small light tug. The teen was startle awake as he felt a presence right beside him. He shot up from the bench and narrowed red eyes peered down on the child. The child visibly flinched as he felt the cold stare (glare). The teen merely raised a brow at the bewildered child. The child blinked several times before a lone tear fell down on the corner of his right eye. The tears kept on falling and when it didn't stop, the child suddenly threw his arms on his waist as he started to sob uncontrollably.

AN:

Hmmm, I'll try to post the following chapter if I still have time (since I'm practically busy as of now). I hope you guys enjoyed this fic, comments? If none then,

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-Impassive sky