Author's note:

Hello, this is my first time writting a fanfiction. I hope you like it .

I do not own Kuroko no Basuke or the characters.

Chapter 1: He changed

"Akashi-kun... Akashi-kun..."

Again. That same dream. The blue eyes calling out for him. He was streaching his hand to the unfamiliar being in front of him. "Seijuro." He heard the voice of his mother calling him to get up. "Are you ok dear? You don't usually sleep this much. Hurry up or you will be late for first day of school."

He ate enough so his mother wouldn't worry even though he wasnt hungry. He walked out the house and saw a few students joking around. He noticed one kid being bullied by some stupidly dressed up guys with fake grins of their face. His attention was on the boy. "I think you have had enough fun." Akashi said. The bullies looked at him. "What did you say smart ass?" one replied. "Hanamiya, stop. Don't you know this guy?" Akashi looked at them with cold eyes sending chills down their spines.

Akashi held a hand out to the brown haired boy and helped him stand up.

"T-t-t-thank you..." The boy stuttered.

"It's ok." The redhead replied.

"S-s-s-s-s-SORRY... I'm sorry..."

"It's fine." Akashi said

"I'm so so so sorry!" The brown haired boy ran off.

"Do I really look that scary?" Akashi mumbled to himself as he walked to school.

Akashi looked at the list of classrooms. When he found his name and class he walked into it ignoring the students screaming because they were in the same class as their friends.

"AKASHICCHIIIIIIIII!" A blonde boy ran up to Akashi and hugged him.

"Ryouta," Akashi started with a stern voice "let go of me now." The blonde boy, Kise Ryouta, obeyed Akashi's command. Kise swallowed thickly. 'Akashicchi called me by my first name... And he is scarier than usual...'

He walked into the classroom and found a place to sit ignoring people giving him looks. He sat in his place and looked out of the window when a hand smashed down on the table.

"Akashi! Man, long time no see! Did you do something with that chick?" The dark blue haired boy smirked. Akashi had furrowed eyebrows.

"What chick, Daiki?" Akashi asked.

'Akashi called me by my first name... Weird.' The dark blue haired boy, Aomine Daiki, thought to himself.

"Never mind. So same class huh? Didn't expected it." Said Aomine. Akashi nodded and looked at the same guy he saved today.

"A-Akashi-san... Th-thank you a-again!"

The teacher walked into the class, introduced himself and started the lesson.

Time skip brought to you by Kagami and his Japanese lunch time rush.

The bell rang indicating that it was lunch time. Akashi didn't bring any lunch with him and didn't have enough money to buy one. Two of his friends surprised him.

"Akashi. You know you cant sit here." Aomine had a grumpy face.

"You can do a lot fun stuff with other people you know?" Kise added winking.

"Tch. I'm fine. I'll wait here till class starts."

"Ah you're still depressed?" his blonde friend started "That wont do." Akashi was now pissed off. But they startled him by dragging him out of the class. On the way out he bumped into a guy who has red and black hair. He was pissed off enough so he cursed under his breath ignoring the dark eyes staring at him

"S-sorry." The boy muttered as he dissapeared into the classroom.

"Oi, Ryouta, Daiki, let go of me, I can walk by myself." The redhead growled.

"Nope, sorry Akashicchi but we're not letting go till we get to where we're going." Kise smiled.

When they reached the roof of the building they let go of Akashi.

"Shintarou, Atsushi, Satsuki, long time no see." Akashi greeted the green haired, purple haired and pink haired students as they all say down to eat. The purple haired giant, Murasakibara Atsushi, ate loads and was very quiet. The green haired shooter, Midorima Shintarou, had taped his fingers and wore black glasses. The girl with pink hair, Momoi Satsuki, was the manager of their old school's basketball team, Teiko.

"Midorimacchi are you still taping your fingers?!" Kise exclaimed.

"My shoots depend on my nails." Midorima replied.

There was an awkward silence between them.

"Aka-chin, do you want some food?" Murasakibara asked the redhead but he declined.

"Murasakibara! Don't eat with your mouth full!" Midorima scolded.

When Akashi got home from school he flopped onto his bed and sighed. He had quickly fallen asleep.

Kise, Aomine, Midorima, Murasakibara and Momoi all had the same thought that night.

'He's changed.'