A rewritten version of Please Notice Me!

Several things have been revised, such as the ages. Kuroko is now 19 (Seirin is still older, all the freshman being 19 and the seniors being 20) and the Generation of Miracles and all other schools are either 16, or their respective ages in relation to the MiraGen. Nijimaru, Shirogane, and Sanada will have a role in this story. Not much has been revealed about Shigehiro, so I'm not too sure about if I will add him or not.

Hope you guys like this new version, and hopefully it will be less of a disaster.

Beta'd by hokkyokukou
(If you have any time, it's definitely worth it to check her profile and stories out!)

Rating: T
Genre: Friendship, slight (very slight) Romance, Slice of Life
Relationship(s): Generation of Miracles/Kuroko, Momoi/Kuroko
Summary: Nineteen peaceful years for the male, Kuroko Tetsuya, is pulled to a stop when he gains a job at Teiko Junior High; meeting the infamous Generation of Miracles. Friendship (and slight romance) fic. 19YO!Kuroko, 15YO!GOM. GoM/Kuroko.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke/Basket (Note: The interaction between Haizaki and his girlfriend is taken directly from the manga, and I do not own that dialogue)

It was a sunny day at Teiko Junior High, and most of the students were inside the pristine walls of the famed school, studying for the upcoming midterms. As the classes within droned on, in front of the principal's office sat a jittery male - though he did not let it show on his face that he was feeling as such.

Kuroko Tetsuya, 19, currently out of college with a major in the field of physical education coaching, sat on a plush chair awaiting the response to his submitted resume. He had been lucky to gain such a chance in the prestigious school, which was largely due to his connection with the highly respected mathematics teacher (and ex-senior), Hyuuga Junpei. Said senior had given Kuroko a quick pep talk in the morning, rooting him on and saying that "he'd never not get hired", but even so the bluenette was quite worried.

Twiddling his fingers together, Kuroko stood up suddenly, deciding to get another drink of water, but stopped in his tracks as the door to the office swung open, nearly connecting with his head.

"Ah, where did Kuroko-san go?" the head coach, Kōzō Shirogane, asked the male who trailed behind him.

"I wouldn't know," the blond, first string coach, Sanada, sighed.

"Excuse me, I'm right here," said a third voice.

"Woah!" Shirogane turned quickly toward the voice, meeting cerulean eyes. "There you are!" Sticking out a hand, he let out a pleased smile. "I think you'll be pleased to know that you are officially the new coach, though with some slight exceptions."

Kuroko mimicked the other and shook hands briefly. "Would you mind going into detail about those... exceptions?"

"Yes, of course." Shirogane rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Instead of going with protocol and having you coach an entire string, we've decided to let you oversee a special group." An eyebrow rose on Kuroko's end, but he kept silent, letting the other man continue. "I will assume you have heard of the 'Generation of Miracles', yes?"

"I have, but putting me in charge of your winning force seems..."

"Risky? It does seem so, does it not? That is why we have high expectations from you, Kuroko-san." The carefree atmosphere turned tense as the two coaches stared intensely at the shorter male. "But no worry, Akashi-kun will redirect you if needed."

The phantom man nodded, taking in the new information. "I assume Akashi-kun is the captain?"

"Yes! Such a fine young man, if I do say so myself. He gained the title in his freshman year, but I would expect no less from the Miracles."

Kuroko's lips pinched into a line, stopping an unneeded comment in its tracks. "When do I start, then?" he questioned after a moment.

"Hm, since today is Saturday... does Monday work for you?" Shirogane asked, his tone making it hard for even Kuroko to disagree.

"That works for me."

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Monday arrived quickly, leaving Kuroko on a time crunch to gather his materials and rush out the door, leaving just thirty minutes until the daily morning practice began.

Shoving only a slice of toast between his lips, the bluenette ran out, messenger bag slung around his shoulders. He made his way to the bike racks just around the corner and paused briefly as he recognized a familiar run-down car owned by his senior. The horn honked once, prompting Kuroko to walk up to the rolled-down window.

"Need a ride, brat?"

"... I'll take up on the offer this one time, Hyuuga-kun." With that said, Kuroko pried open the door, wincing as a loud crunch was let out, and slid into the worn seat. "You must have a very good personality to keep Riko-san at your side," he teased, clicking the seatbelt in place.

"Don't make me throw you out," a tick mark appeared on Hyuuga's forehead, only to be replaced with a grin as Kuroko suddenly flew forward. "Whoops, guess I pressed the accelerator too hard. Sorry."

"Let's just get there in one piece, senpai."

"Alright, alright."

Twenty minutes later, the two men arrived at Teiko. After bidding farewell, the older man disappeared into the school, several screams of 'Hyuuga-sensei!' trailing after his silhouette. Kuroko, smiling at that, made his way to the gyms.

He had to pause for a moment before entering, taking in the image of three stadium-grade gymnasiums lined up next to each other, standing tall and proud with their flawless surfaces.

Kuroko stayed like that for a long time before snapping out of his reverie. The newly appointed coach pushed open the door to the first string gym and immediately blended into the walls, his weak presence still serving him to that day. Quietly, he watched the tense situation unfold before his eyes.

"Shougo-kun! Are you done with practice?" an unnamed girl, dressed in her school uniform, chirped out as she walked up to the aforementioned Shougo.

"Oh, my bad, my bad. I just got done." The male turned around, a smirk on his face as he responded.

"Kya! Wait... you're all sweaty!" She flinched away, pouting childishly.

"I'll go take a shower right away. Wanna come with?" Shougo then grinned, reaching out to swing an arm around her shoulders.

"Geez! Don't get me sweaty too!"

The couple began walking away, playfully arguing as they did so.

Elsewhere, the onlookers began to talk among themselves, attracting Kuroko's attention.

"Eh..? Wasn't that... Kise's new girlfriend?"

Back at the couple, the girl questioned Haizaki. "Ryouta-kun? What about him?"

"He just challenged me to a match and got owned."

"For real? Wow, so lame!" She quipped, laughing.

Moments later, after the two left, the gym was silent, many unsure what to do with the kneeling blond on the ground. Several of the players decided to continue their earlier routines, seeming to care less about what happened to the newly appointed first stringer.

Even said blond couldn't do anything, shocked at the thought that he had been beaten. Only when a hand placed itself upon his shoulder did he snap his head up, meeting with peaceful eyes.

"I'm not sure of the situation, but I do know that the court isn't the best place to think things over." Kuroko, dressed in his white button up shirt and black slacks, delivered a curt smile before leading the shell-shocked blond off the court.

As soon as they stepped off of the court, Kuroko was abruptly pushed out of the way by a pink haired girl. Said girl circled around the male, inspecting for injuries and scolding him at the same time.

"Kise-kun! You shouldn't get too ambiguous! Really, what if you had been seriously hurt?" She lifted an arm, squinting while rotating it.

"I'm fine," Kise muttered, pulling his arm away from the eccentric girl.

"But..." the girl began, looking down as she stopped herself from speaking.

"Excuse me for butting in, but it isn't very nice to brush off someone who is worrying about your well-being."

"Exactly! Kise-kun, you shouldn't..." A pause. "Who said that!?" She looked around, her pink hair flipping from side to side. Eventually, her eyes landed on Kuroko who was sitting on the ground and tenderly pressing into the side of his nose, preventing it from bleeding. "Are you... the new coach?"

A surprised look graced Kuroko's face. "Yes, I am. And you are?"

"I'm so sorry for that!" She crouched down and grabbed a handkerchief from inside her jacket, pressing it with care to Kuroko's nose. "I'm Momoi Satsuki, the manager!"

"Thank you, and nice to meet you Momoi-san."

"Finally, someone with manners!" Momoi said, sending a pointed look at Kise, who had since walked away from the coach to sit on the bench situated on the sidelines, his face buried in his hands.

"Defeat is something hard to deal with at first, I don't blame him. While it's not my place to tell you what to do, I don't think you should either, Momoi-san."

Kuroko was met with widened eyes that quickly softened toward him.

"I suppose so." Her head tilted up, looking at a group of first stringers playing against one another. "If everyone thought like you, Kuroko-kun, I don't think we'd have any troubles anymore."

Before the male coach could question her further, Sanada walked in, hand full of papers; no doubt for Kuroko to look over and review. He walked up to Momoi, whispering to her another job to fulfill before glancing at Kuroko.

"Shirogane did tell you that you will be working with the Generation of Miracle, but for the first week you will be just another assistant so we can gauge your abilities. Don't get too cocky, thinking you can boss around the Generation of Miracles."

"Of course not." Kuroko stood up, stumbling as he did so. "What is my first assignment then?"

Surprisingly hard for me to write long first chapters.

Would love reviews and welcome critiques as well as comparisons to PNM! and whether or not this is better so far.

Thank you all for reading, reviewing - if you do, and hope this will be a better-written series (I like beating myself up, it's just a bad habit)!