A/N: Yep. Decided to be different and genderbent everyone else. Aren't I great? Hope you guys like a harem. I'm gonna change up a lot of things in this fic. In fact, a large portion of it is gonna come from my mind more than the canon. But I'll try to keep up. I need a better title. Any suggestions?

Things to note: Murasakibara is taller for good reason. I've yet to meet a Japanese girl who is 6'8". Tryna be a bit more realistic here.

Aomine's given name will stay the same because if I were to use any of the similar names (Akira, Aiko, etc.), no one will have a hell of an idea who I'm talking about when I start breaking out into given names (though Aiko wouldn't have been too bad). Plus, she's gonna be a tomboy. Might as well have a name to go with it. Let's just play with the idea that her parents got lazy lol.

LOL at Akashi's name (Seika='pure summer' Oh the irony~).

Everyone with the exception of Murasakibara, is shorter than Kuroko. I did this for numerous reasons: 1) It just fits, 2) It's Murasakibara's outstanding point, I'm gonna make it exclusively her's for this harem, 3) Kuroko needs his time to shine lol.

I'm gonna make Midorima a childhood friend of Kuroko's. Admittingly, it'd be hard to write how Midorima's just gonna up and fall for Kuroko immediately with her personality. Fall for him just cause he picked up her lucky item? Really? Plus, childhood crush plus tsundere equals awww factor.

Akashi's profile is left off for a reason. I don't know enough about him to really build up a story. So I'll BS it later if the manga takes any longer to get into his actual character. But for now, ooooohhhhh~ ambiguous~ How suspenseful~

This is a reupload because wanted to screw up the first time. I apologize for the inconvenience.

Kuroko no Basket © Fujimaki

Teikou's basketball team has been well-known throughout the basketball circuit. However, the most notable would be the girl's basketball team. Consisting of five members, this school held a group prodigies known as Kiseki no Sedai (Generation of Miracles). These known prodigies have advanced their way to the top team in the Japanese basketball circuit with consecutive victories after victories. This success could not have happened without an important factor.

"Kuro-chin!" A large figure draped herself over him. Kuroko, with great difficulty, supported her weight and looked up at her lazy expression.

"Yes, Murasakibara-san?"

"Could we go to Maji after this?" She asked, cocking her head to the side cutely. This did not go unnoticed by the other regulars.

Murasakibara Asami, Teikou's girl's basketball team's center, was taller than the average Japanese girl her age (she claimed it was her growing stage at the time and that it was 'normal'). Standing at 180 cm (about 5'8"-5'9") with medium-length, natural purple hair tied to a side bun and an apathetic expression painted on her pretty features. Her favourite activity: snacking. Eating was nice too, in her opinion, but nothing could beat the satisfaction from a salty cracker snack or a sweet lollipop (it was also normal for girls to envy her fast metabolism...). But nothing could compare to receiving a snack from Kuroko or being accompanied by him to lunch. After all, she thought he was as sweet as her candy, therefore, she loved him as much as candy – and that was very much. In the first month of their first year, Murasakibara was bullied by a group of girls for her height and her tendency to always eat. When enough was enough and she nearly lashed out at them, Kuroko intervened and complimented her. 'I don't think anything's wrong with your height. It's a special factor that only belongs to Murasakibara-san and it's very nice.' and he handed her a piece of candy she never tasted before. The taste brought her to the conclusion that it could only be love.

From a distance, Kise Risa, Aomine Daiki, Akashi Seika, and Mirodima Shino stared with jealousy at the attention Murasakibara was receiving from their coach.

"That'd be fine with me. I'm sure everyone would like a break from practice together as well." Kuroko stated with his usual monotone, and returned his attention to his clipboard. Murasakibara pouted at her crush-slash-love interest's denseness. She was clearly (but not clearly enough) asking him on a date. Everyone else observing the scene smiled with smugness or relief. Aomine took that opportunity to approach the two.

"Yo, Tetsu! That's great! Does that mean you'll treat me to lunch?" Aomine swung an arm around Kuroko's shoulders while subtly bumping her hip against Murasakibara's, telling her to buzz off. The tall center was not pleased.

Aomine Daiki, Teikou's girl's basketball power forward. She had a masculine build for a girl, but one could clearly see she was a girl regardless. Aomine has slightly broader shoulders and, rather than 'scrawny, bones for arms' as she noted, Aomine had subtle muscles to her body. She has tanned skin and short, blackish-blue hair. Living up to her name, she was always a tomboy. Rowdy, adventurous, troublemaker. She enjoyed two things in life: basketball and Kuroko Tetsuya. She'd always love the sport, especially as a child (it kept her out of trouble). But when she met 'Tetsu', she worked hard for the sport every day. When she first met him on a local court at night playing by himself (poorly, might she add) she couldn't help but feel curious and gave him a run for his money. He wasn't very good, but he had passion, and she liked that in a guy. Her small crush evolved into pure love as she continued to spend time with him and that was how she ended up in the predicament she was currently in.

"Aomine-san, please get off me. You're sweaty." Kuroko said, lifting her hand off his shoulder.

"Aw, Tetsu. Come on, one hug shouldn't hurt. A kiss would be great too!"

"Please stop joking, Aomine-san, and go take a shower." Kuroko blew his whistle to signal the end of practice and for everyone to get cleaned and go home. "Good job, today. I look forward to seeing everyone tomorrow." Although there was no enthusiasm in his voice, Kuroko genuinely meant it. "Kise-san. You're on cleaning duty."

Kise whined. "Kurokocchiiii! Could you please wait for me?" Kise asked with a puppy dog look on her face with her hands cupped together.

"Of course, Kise-san. But please don't take too long. We're going to Maji together, remember?" Kuroko asked, meaning everyone. Kise's expression brightened momentarily at the word 'together' but immediately deflated when she remembered that it wouldn't be a date.

Kise Risa is teikou's girl's basketball team's small forward. Although a basketball player at Teikou, she's most known as a part-time model. Kise has long, wavy blonde hair that falls to the smalls of her back and a fair figure to accompany it. Her every being is one every girl envies for and her body and face are what guys lust for. She is always the attention of the room and never wavering in her flawless, practiced smile. So what would make her fall for Kuroko? After school, one day, as she was opening her locker for her shoes, a confession letter fell out. Kise was always a big romanticist, so a confession letter in her shoe locker sent her heart flying in anticipation; she prayed every night for her prince charming. Opening the letter and for it to be from one of her horny fanboys who constantly harassed her for 'one night' sent her blood boiling. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes as she collapsed from disappointment. 'Is this all I'm good for? A pretty face and a good lay is all guys think of me! I'm so sick and tired of it when all I really want-' Kuroko showed up that moment to wipe the tears away and solve her troubles with one of his smiles. That night, she resolved one thing. She need a prince when she had her knight.

"Umm... Kise-san?" A toneless voice snapped her out of her memory. She looked up to see Kuroko watching her holding the last of the basketballs in the middle of the court with the cart. "If you could, would you please put away the cart and lock up? I'll be waiting for you outside the gym-" 'He'll be waiting for me...' she thought dreamily. "with everyone else." and her fantasy was crushed.

"Eh-heh... of course." And the two parted ways from each other for the time being.

At the door of the gymnasium stood the very captain and vice-captain of Teikou's girl's basketball team.

Midorima Shino is teikou's very own shooting guard and vice-captain. Her accuracy and shooting range on the court rivals anyone. Having long green hair became tiring for her to manage during the day, so it is braided to the side, for her convenience. Midorima, like Kise, has model-like looks. The only difference is that Midorima's beauty has a more elegant undertone to it as opposed to Kise's 'cute' act. And unlike the others, she didn't like Kuroko when they first met. That was a long time ago. They gradually grew out of those childish behaviours (more so on Midorima's tsundere behalf) and she opened her eyes to what Kuroko really is like. She'd like to believe that she knows him best, that maybe those small smiles he ever rarely shows were exclusively for her. However, she'd never let him know that and it's not like she knew him as well as she'd like to hope. That's why she watched over him for years as a friend. She slowly, but surely, fell for the little things Kuroko did and eventually fell for him altogether. But, as stated before, she'd never let him know that.

"Tetsuya, hurry up. Just leave that fool behind." A retort could be heard from the back. "Asami is getting impatient." Akashi stated. She walked up to Kuroko, held his hand and pulled demandingly. "And do you honestly want to keep me waiting?" A warning that did not phase Kuroko in the least bit. He only shook off her hand and walked to the girl's changing room door.

Tap. Tap. "Kise-san. Please hur-" And the door flew open to Kise flinging herself into Kuroko's waiting arms.

… Or thats what she would like to have happened.

"Oi! We heard a crash and...to run here... with Kise on- KISE, YOU BITCH!" Aomine shouted with her teeth bared. Aomine's hands were balled into fists at her sides as her shoulders tensed.

Kise was sprawled on top of Kuroko when the force of her tackle-hug was too much for him. In the heat of the moment of the fall, Kuroko had wrapped his arms around her in a protective manner to ensure her safety.

"Boo~ Ri-chin's so sly." Murasakibara said with a slight pout, her arms crossed across her chest childishly.

Midorima was blushing at how "suggestive" their position seemed. 'I-it's not like I want him to hold me like that, dammit!' Unconsciously, her left arm rose and clutched at her right arm. She averted her eyes at the scene as the corners of her mouth dropped.

"Eh? Ehh? EEEEHHHHH!" Kise's face immediately grew warm at how Kuroko's arms were embracing her around her shoulders. His warmth and scent wrapped around her had clouded her mind and she was thanking the heavens. Reality hit her when she realized the possibility of Kuroko being injured.

"Risa..." A menacing aura shrouded Akashi. "If Tetsuya is in the slightest bit injured, your training will be increased more than it already has been..."

"Ah, it's alright." Kuroko reassured everyone. He carefully helped himself up, then offered a hand to Kise. "You're not hurt, right?" Kise shook her head and took his hand. After she got up, she brushed herself off. "I'm glad." Kuroko's smile brightened the room, no matter how small it was.

NG (Omake):

Kuroko's smile lit up the entire gymnasium. Everyone's kokoro went 'doki doki'.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" Aomine shouted whilst clutching at her chest in shock.

"K-Kurokocchi..." Kise passed out from either momentary heart failure or the nosebleed threatening to come out.

Midorima collapsed to the ground, grasping the front of her shirt. "I-I think that was too much for my heart to handle..." She couldn't deny the smile nor the blush adorning her face.

Akashi was frozen solid.

Murasakibara smiled with a light blush on her cheeks. "Kuro-chin! So cute!" She mumbled through the five pocky sticks in her mouth.