A/N: AU(ish) fic, set in a world of rainbows and misdirection. Watch out!

Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basuke will always belong to the respective owner(s).

A Family of Eight

~ Wheel of Chains ~

It was a stormy night indeed, one could tell by merely watching the thick cumulonimbus clouds and heavy downfall. Though, it was all just fine in just 15 minutes before. But that was all seeming like a dream now. The infamous red was burning over the big iron bird who looked like a piece of torn metals by now. The people left speechless in the waiting room; they were just gazing at the sight, unable to do anything but to watch.

But that scene was craved deep inside the children's hearts so much, before turning into a wound that no one could ever heal...

September 9th

Akashi Seijuurou (5)

"Tonight at September 9th, a terrible plane accident happened at the Tokyo International Narita Airport just now. The Boeing-404 crashed at the airport lane, making the other planes held a few moments on the air. The heavy weather was primarily the cause of the crash, but the police is still investigating through the witnesses."

The news on TV was airing a terrible accident of a plane that failed to land safely. A five-years old kid was watching it at the living room, together with his servant. Their faces were tense and the kid almost teared up but he held it. The faithful servant was looking worried, but he couldn't betray his master's wish.

"The police has begun recovering and identifying bodies from the site of a plane crash. From 150 people that were inside the plane, only a boy roughly five-years old is saved. However, he is heavily injured and the medical team had to take him to the nearby hospital. The police has given us the few names of the bodies they had identified. The captain and his crew has been identified as-"

Upon hearing this, the top notch butler, Shirogane Eiji immediately jolted and spoke, "Seijuurou-bochama, you really don't have to-"

"Be quiet, Eiji. I don't teach you to disobey me." The boy talked normally with threatening tone. Though, it was his actual way of suppressing an urge to cry. The people with Akashi names can't show their weaknesses, he recalled this from his father. "It's a mistake. Ojii-sama is wrong. Chichi-ue, Haha-ue they didn't-"

"Seijuurou-bochama..." His servant voice trailed off. "By all means, then."

"...In these list of names, the famous politician of Tokyo, Akashi Seishiro and his wife also mentioned. As the leader of Akashi family, he and his wife went to the America for a meeting held by his group. Their deaths are confirmed by the police to be not long-"

Upon hearing this, Akashi Seijuurou's eyes immediately blurred... So not him at all, but he had some strong hunch that his parents would forgive him for showing his weakness. Just once and one tear, he pleaded deep inside his mind.

September 9th

Aomine Daiki (6) and Aomine Satsuki (5)

"Ne, Dai-niichan..." A tug from his sleeve startled a tanned boy who was dribbling his basket ball. They were playing at the basketball field "...Let's go home?"

"Wait, Satsuki, can you please wait for another five minutes...?" The tanned boy pleaded the little girl with pinkish hairs. "It's still 4 PM, for goodness' sake!"

"...At 3.30 PM before, you said exactly the same thing..." A frown was tugging from her lips. She was adorable indeed and one would found it strange to have both of them related. "...Dai-niichan...?"

Supressing an urge to shout at her, the tanned boy sighed. "Fine, fine. Let's go home, Satsuki!"

"Y-Yes!" The girl immediately cheered up, a smile escaped from her soft lips. "...Oh, It's going to rain soon, Dai-niichan! Look at the clouds!"

"Yeah, and the bees will stung you with their buts." Aomine commented in sarcastic way.

"I'm serious!" Satsuki puffed her cheeks adorably. "We have to hurry home...!"

Pinching her cheeks, her brother raised his eyebrows. "Why are you being a pushy today, Satsuki?" His brother instinct suddenly kicked in. He narrowed his eyes when he looked around them. "No one here is harassing you, right? If yes, tell me! I'll kick their buts right away!"

The girl shook her head quickly, albeit it was a little bit hard for her to do it with her brother's hands on her cheeks. "It's just Okaa-chan and Otou-chan are coming home today...right? So I thought we have to hurry back home and-"

"Daiki! Satsuki!" Someone called them from a far. The tanned boy immediately went in front of his sister, his brother instinct activated. "Your parents-!"

He was known of being overly protective at his sister, as his father instructed him into one. Though, he couldn't protect his sister from the sad event that befall upon them later on.

September 9th

Kagami Taiga (6)

"Finally, we have arrived!" Alex beamed as she was stretching her sore muscles. Being in plane for quite long time had made her muscles stiff. She was using a rich accent from America. "Quite a sight, right Tiger?"

"...Alex, you're being stared at..." Kagami hissed at the blonde teenager when she revealed her stomach a little before sighing. "Why are you coming with us, anyway? Mom won't like it, you know. Especially, Grandma's death is still-"

"We can't delude ourselves with sad memories, Tiger!" Alex beamed at him, seeming to dislike the boy's tone. "And sis would be delighted to see me! After visiting Toshi's annoying relatives, we can go travel around!"

"...Well, I like it good in the States." The boy muttered darkly as he dribbled a basket ball a little before he took it back at his arm, afraid of those airport securities warned and confiscated it. "And I want to play basket!"

"...Jeez, I guess I play with you too much." She walked to the nearest seats while dragging their luggage and sat there with the slight red haired boy following after her obediently. "So, how do you think of Japan? It's interesting, isn't it?"

"...Alex, I'm just here for 10 minutes." The boy rolled his eyes comedically. Alex laughed seeing this. "I can't even understand what they said..."

"I know, I know." Alex ruffled his already messy hairs again before grinning. "I barely understand it either..."

"I don't know why we should pay a respect to that old man's family..." Kagami folded his hands, turning his face to the window at the waiting room. "I don't even recognize his face anymore..."

"Easy, Tiger." Alex patted his shoulder in attempt of cooling his temper. "Toshi's death is been, let's see, 3 years ago...? That would be when you're around three... No wonder you forget 'bout him. Hey, isn't that sis's plane?"

"Uh, yeah. Boeing-404, if I'm not wrong." Kagami muttered lowly before he went to the glass wall at the waiting room. "It looks weird, though-"

As if following the boy's remark, the plane was slowly going down before it hit the airport lane. The people at the waiting room immediately walked forward to see it more, though what followed them wasn't a sight to see. The plane was dragging his lower body at the asphalt with a high speed, before a very bright fire suddenly encircled it.

*BAM!*

A loud explosion was heard, even from quite the distance. It was as if he was having a really, horrid nightmare from his dream. But when he usually had his mother to awake him, he didn't have anyone to weak him up now.

September 9th

Midorima Shintaro (6)

A boy around six-years old was walking around the hospital, gazing at the sick people before stopped abruptly at the door with the sign 'Director' and a small sign name below it 'Midorima'.

He walked around the room, looking for a right book to read before his gaze ended up at a book. It was said in difficult kanji 'Heart Complications'. Then, he walked to the coach before settling down on it. He flipped few pages, his eyebrows knitted sometimes, unable to read kanjis, but he continued reading it.

"...I know this one," The boy fixed his glasses' position. "It's called..." He bit his lip in order to remember it again. "...Otou-sama said it once...heart bleed...? ...When the heart started to bleed when performing...surgery, we have to use...umm, the valve? At the...artery."

Sighing once, he closed the book, mumbling. "I wish I can read it. Otou-sama really takes a lot of time, coming from the airport..."

He then put the book back to its shelf before walking to the desk, taking a frame with a simple green leaf decoration on the bottom right corner. A family picture with his father, himself, and his late mother. She was sitting down on a chair whilst he and his father stood with a slight smile on their lips.

"...Good afternoon, Okaa-sama..." A slight smile curved from his lips. "Otou-sama is going home from America, another volunteer works of medical doctors, he said... You know, it's been a year since you've gone... But we're alright! Please take care of us, Okaa-sama..."

"PLEASE MOVE! EVERYONE, MOVE!"

The shout from outside made him jolted, to the point of almost dropping the frame. He then put it carefully on the desk, before another shout followed after.

"HANG ON! DO EITHER OF YOU HAVE BLOOD TYPE A?"

The boy walked to the door and opened it slowly. The ruckus outside was actually normal for a hospital, but he inquired that it wasn't like usual emergency situation. Moreover, the immediate central unit situated at the floor below. To be able to hear it from distance was quite terrifying.

"Shintaro!" A familiar figure with white lab coat went to him with worried expression. "It's him...! Your father!"

September 9th

Kise Ryota (6)

"Ryota-kun, you're coming today as well!" A staff at the airport greeted a boy with a smile. In front of him, a six-years old boy was smiling innocently, looking like an angel. "Kise-san hasn't arrived yet, would you like to come to his office?"

"Yes, Takeuchi-san. I'm sorry for going here without any notice..."

When the boy nodded, the fat man with the 'Takeuchi Genta' tag name replied. "Oh, don't be. You're a good kid, so I'd love to have you around. You know how to get there, right? I'm sorry, I have to go now, Chief said I have to deliver it to his report by now..."

"A-Ah, I'm sorry for delaying you." The boy nodded politely. The double yellow boy pointed at the road in front of him. "It's okay, I memorize the path. I'll be going now. Have a good day, Takeuchi-san."

"..." The man looked bewildered before he answered. "Y-Yes!"

The boy then walked to the path he had memorized couple of days ago. He was going to see his father, worked as a pilot of a plane. Usually, no ordinary person shall enter this place because it was restricted for unauthorized people. However, with his angelic, playful, and polite attitude, he could get in there quite easily.

He was about to make a surprise for his father who was 'driving' a plane by hijacking his room. The boy chuckled at the image of his shocked father. Arriving at the room, he took a couple of keys in his pocket, in an attempt to unlock the room. Being a single parent, his father had given him an access of the house keys. Though, the key he had now was something he took without his father's knowledge.

"Mou, he really takes a lot of time..." The boy pouted as he walked to his father desk and sat himself cozily on the luxurious chair. "I wonder what Otou-san brings me today~ A box of chocolate from America?"

He flipped the chair to watch the scenery behind him that the window offered. He was seeing the airport lane with lots of plane on it, albeit the weather was very much worse. Though, his father could handle this kind of weather; he was given a medal of honor for nothing, right?

"Ah! Here it is!" The boy walked closer to the large window, examining the almost arriving plane. He checked his watch; delayed by 3 minutes, so it must be his father's. "Boeing-404!"

But suddenly, he felt something bad was happening. Seeing a lot of arriving planes, he had known on when the plane would show its tires and when the wings folded. This plane his father was in, looked weird, is it because of the rains?

"N-no. If you don't open it, it'll-" He said in horror, but he still stayed in the room, unable to do anything but muttered to himself. "Open the tires, Otou-san!"

True to his words, the plane hit the airport lane quite hard. The plane was rapidly going at the lane. However, the friction between the plane and the lane started the fire before something terrible happened.

*BAM!*

The plane explode and fires surrounded it like it was nothing. There the boy was, still standing, watching at the window the whole tragedy. He was currently unable to express something, let alone spoke anything. Unbeknownst to him, his father's pilot cap fell down from his desk.

September 9th

Murasakibara Atsushi (6)

A tall boy around eight-years old was looking through a shop's cake displays. He was tall enough to let him see the display cakes without tiptoeing. He brought a plastic bag with sweets showing at the top. Even though he looked like an eight-years, he wore a baggie overalls and white t-shirt with casual sneakers that looked childish enough.

"...Masa-chin's late," the boy frowned upon this. "...I'm hungry..." There even a loud noises coming from his tummy. Though, for a boy that eats a lot, he didn't get fat - just normal weight with abnormal height, of course.

"And it's cloudy now. Not long after this, it will rain and Masa-chin would be late to come home." He narrowed his eyes lazily before yawning loudly. "...After she comes back, I'll ask her to buy me a triple layered cheesecake. Masa-chin won't dare to say no." After nodding, he walked away from the spot he was standing and headed back to his house.

Saying that a house seemed too much since he actually stayed at the small compartment that was roughly 8x4 tatami(s). Though, he grimaced when he opened his door. A lot of plastic wraps were scattering around at the tatami(s). Even though the woman called Aramaki Masako couldn't say no to her cousin, he would got hit by her shinai.

"I...guess I'll tidy it now." Pouting, he put his plastic bag before taking a black plastic bag from the kitchen. He took it one by one before put it in the plastic bag. He himself didn't believe the amounts of plastic wraps that he had managed to pile up by now.

After that, he walked to the door and put it next to the door. Maybe the weird but nice dandy beside their compartment would help them put it at the trash sites.

*GROWL*

"...No good. I'm really hungry." His eyebrows furrowed, he looked very lazy to move. "Guess it means that I have to cook it by myself again..."

When Atsushi walked to the kitchen and decided to cook another simple meals, he looked at the window who showed a very, very bad storm. Although, being a normal kid, he decided to lock up the windows before the rains poured up from outside the window. He also took the laundries inside before closing tightly the windows.

Until now, Atsushi didn't know what made him chose to power on the TV, maybe his under consciousness told him so. Because the time he saw it, he found the last channel would be a news channel. Worst, it was his cousin's name on the list of the victims. The flight attendant - Aramaki Masako.

September 9th

Kuroko Tetsuya (5)

"Attention, passengers of the plane. We will arrive at Tokyo International Narita Airport around 30 minutes by now. There will be few disturbances because of the bad weather. Current local time is 3.30 PM."

When the flight attendant's voice rang through the entire plane, he opened his crystal blue hairs. He was looking outside at the window, looking very amazed by the view of the white clouds. The boy was around five years old with light colored hairs and eyes. He was sleeping before the plane started to yank - however, he didn't look afraid at all.

Someone tapped his shoulder from behind lightly and it was ticklish. He suddenly turned to see who, but his cheek was suddenly poked by the person's cheek. He was looking at the woman questioningly before smiling.

"Good afternoon, Okaa-san." A smile tugged up from his expressionless face. "What are you doing just now...?"

A stifle laugh was heard from her lips. "It was a joke, Tetsuya-kun. You know, poking people's shoulder before their cheek?"

"...No?" The boy tilted his head adorably. "I haven't heard...or experienced it before this..."

A bright, warm smile tugged from the woman's lips. "Then Tetsuya-kun have to talk to others more."

"...Okay." A nod followed after this. "Umm, Okaa-san?"

"Yes?" The woman turned her head to her son, waiting for an answer. She was a middle aged woman who had light colored bob hairs and beautiful eyes.

With a blush, he scratched his cheek before saying, "May I go to toilet?"

Smiling slightly, the woman who really liked him sans the expression nodded gracefully. "Oh, my. Of course you may. Do you know where you can find it, Tetsuya-kun? Or shall I ask the attendant?"

He shook his head slightly, "No, it's alright, Okaa-san. I know where to find it..." He then released the seat-belt before walking to the side. His mother chuckled a little before going back to sleep again.

When the little boy walked his way to the toilet, he found a lot of interesting people were in the plane with him.

For example, the glasses man who was busy with scribbling the paper, apparently he was a doctor since the flight attendant just now asked for his help. It seemed that someone got very, very sick. He instructed something to the attendant before giving a pill from his medicine box. He nodded stiffly when he saw the boy was looking at him. The boy immediately walked away.

Next, there was also a pair of couple who wore formal attires. The woman looked very similar to a real flesh of Yamato Nadeshiko, her beauty really indescribable. The man looked compassionate yet calm as well, he looked very strict and demanding, but Tetsuya was sure he was kind. They were talking a difficult conversation for an authoress' son couldn't even decipher. Though, they smiled at him when they found that he had been listening. He blushed before nodded and walked away from the spot.

The female flight attendant who looked professional came up for him. Smiling, she asked, "Hello, do you want any help? What are you doing?"

"Ah, no." Tetsuya shook his head slightly. "Please don't mind me. I'm just going to toilet."

"Okay. Please be careful on the way." She smiled politely before walking away. Tetsuya nodded and proceed walking to the toilet.

It was when he bumped into someone. Uh-oh, a foreign woman. What should he said? Looking frantic, he said with soft voice in English, "I'm sorry."

"My, it's alright my dear. You can speak English too?" The foreign woman asked. When the boy tilted his head, the woman chuckled before saying in Japanese. "It's okay, sweetheart. Can you speak English?"

"Umm, unfortunately, no." Tetsuya shook his head politely. "Ah, may I be excused?"

Chuckling, she said brightly. "Oh, of course you do."

Then Tetsuya proceed to walk away from the spot, hurrying to go to it before any problem raised. There, he had to wait with a tanned man who was whistling in front of the toilet. It seemed that the toilet was already full. Looking at him, he smiled. "So we have to wait for this guy to get out, eh, chibi?"

"It appears so." Looking him with dull expression, he continued. "May I ask on how long you've been standing there?"

"5 damn minutes- Oh, sorry." The man looked apologetic when he said the word. "My wife will hit me if she found me saying that to a four."

"But I'm five." Tetsuya pouted adorably. "It's okay, I can keep a secret."

The man smiled a little bitter. "I'm sorry. You look younger than you look. But you probably the same age as my daughter. My son had the same tanned skin like me, though. I guess old tradition kept running down, eh?"

"I see." Tetsuya nodded politely before he inquired. "Are you sure that there isn't anyone inside? The light indicator is green."

"Oh!" He pushed the door who showed him no one. "Eh-hehe. Sorry." He got inside at the same time the person inside the toilet next to him got out. Tetsuya then proceed inside.

After he had done, he then walked back to where his seat was. That was before he bumped into someone again. This time, he was a handsome man who wore a pilot attires. Smiling, he asked him worriedly, "Chibi, are you alright? Is something hurt? I'm sorry I didn't pay attention, I was busy talking with the flight attendants."

"Ah, it's okay sir." Tetsuya shook his head slightly. He got curious on why pilot stood here. "May I ask something?"

"Sure, everything on my knowledge, chibi!" The man said brightly. If he wasn't a pilot, Tetsuya was sure he would be a successful model. "...Uhm, let me guess, why am not at the pilot's cabin?"

Tetsuya nodded expressionlessly. Why could him understand what he said?

"That's because I have a son around your age who asked me the same thing too." He chuckled lightly. "We have this amazing auto-pilot thing, you know."

"I see. Then, please excuse me, sir." Tetsuya nodded before leaving the spot. The man waved back with smiling.

When he had went back to his seat, he found that his mother sat at his seat next to the window. Curious, he asked, "Okaa-san? Are you feeling okay?"

"Unfortunately, no." She smiled bitterly before she inquired. "Can I ask you to switch places? I guess with better view of the clouds, I would feel better in no time."

"Sure." Tetsuya smiled slightly. He walked to his mother's seat and fasten back the seat-belt He proceed to close his eyes, attempting to sleep before the plane was shaken hardly for few times. His mother grabbed his hand, making sure it was alright.

"Attention, ladies and gentleman. We will arrive by 15 minutes at Tokyo International Narita Airport. Please fasten your seat-belt We are about 1000 feet up at the air. Current local time is 3.45."

That was the last thing Tetsuya remembered. The flight attendant voice, the people he had met inside the plane, and his mother bright smile that made him at ease. Though, when he opened his eyes again, he only found the red surrounded him with no mercy.

Greetings to you! I originally want to make this into 1 part, but the last word counts said 15k+, while I love reading long chapters, I know not everyone has the same taste as me. So I part it into 8 chapters and would upload the next chapter tomorrow. I really love mixing Kagami with Generation of Miracles! Oh, don't worry, everything will end up well... I hope it's well written for you guys. The () part means their age, since Akashi's birthday is December, he's not even 6 yet. Some says I'm abusing Italic button, LOL. Please review if you like.