Since this plot bunny isn't getting out of my head, I decided to write another story. So yeah, don't kill me, explanations are at the end of the chapter, and I hope you'll like it. Warning though. For those who don't like BoyXboy This isn't for you. And as you all know, Kuroko no Basket has introduced 4 girls out of all those boys out there. And that's 200+ chapters already. Well, it's not really BoyXboy (read to find out why) with the plot in my mind...so I don't know whta to categorize this with.

Chapter 1: Flipped

"Let's talk about stuff that doesn't have to do anything with Basketball!" The brunette coach shouted to the far distance, the rest of the Seirin team sweatdropping behind her. "Coach?" Hyuuga ventured, the captain looking at the rest of his teammates, who only looked back with a mix of resigned, curious, and indifferent faces. They we're eating dinner at Maji burger, and night was fast approaching.

Everything was normal.

"Oh come on! Everything we do is about basketball! Let's do something else!" The rowdy group got quiet. They don't really talk about anything else besides basketball… after all, they were a basketball club. "Where's Kuroko?" Izuki, their point guard, asked. He looked at every corner to see if their teammate was hiding (or maybe they just didn't notice him, as per usual). Even with his special skill, eagle eyes, he also looses track of their phantom teammate.

Silence descended on their table. Automatically, they looked at Kagami, who had a pile of Maji Burgers on his tray. It wasn't strange, really. Both he and Kuroko were inseparable, and one usually knew where the other went. They often get teased for it, and though both protested in their own way—Kagami yelling in indignation, Kuroko stating something about it being 'disgusting with Kagami-kun' with the usual blank poker face—and they would all end up laughing about it.

"I don't know." The redhead said gruffly, swallowing a burger rather noisily.

Immediately, the silence turned uncomfortable. They had forgotten. After the match with Too, Kuroko and Kagami stopped... being the shadow and light duo. Like there was a wall between them, and it was very obvious that Kagami didn't want to break the wall, but fortify it, with him asking for the pass specialist not to pass to him anymore just a while ago in their practice. Kiyoshi had arrived and practiced with them that afternoon, and with all the excitement, they have forgotten about that wall.

"Ah. I forgot my book bag in the gym." Aida Riko stood up, startling the other players because of the suddenness of her statement. "You don't have to accompany me, Junpei." She told the bespectacled man beside her, who also made to stand up. "I'll be back before it gets too dark. Besides, I can call my dad to fetch me in the gym if I take too long."

It was an unspoken agreement between the players that one person must stay with Riko until she arrives home, or when it's already too dark. Usually it's Hyuuga, but Kiyoshi and has done that too, before he had to go to the hospital for rehabilitation. She has never left something before, so the players probably were a bit nervous to make her go alone, especially as she is adamant on not being accompanied, a she wouldn't take long.

"Relax guys." The players still look uncomfortable, despite the assurance that she was fine. It was sweet, them being concerned for her well being, but it's taking up time, and if this continues, then she will reallyhave to walk alone in the dark. The coach sighed. "Fine. If it will make you better, I'll talk to one of you by phone until I get back. Is that okay?" Hyuuga turned to Izuki, who nodded. "Sure, Coach."

Riko smiled. Finally. "Okay."

She stood up and went outside the restaurant. Turning back to her teammates through the see-through glass, she held up her phone, and dialled Hyuuga's number.

Ring…Ring….

She turned and made her way back towards the school.

"Hyuuga." She can hear the other people talking through the phone. Kagami was shouting a lot of useless stuff, and she could hear Koganei laughing in the back ground.

"Coach. Hurry up, okay. I don't want Kagetora-san murdering me."

"Calm down. This maybe the first time I did this, but I just was out of your sight for 30 seconds!"

"You're our coach. You're also our responsibility." She could imagine him ticking off his fingers as he told her his reasons. "And as I said, it's our life on the line if something happens to you."

Ah, so they were scared of her dad. She takes back her statement that they were sweet.

"It's weird for you guys to suddenly turn protective now."

"Being cautious is good."

"Right." She rolled her eyes. "By the way, have you told them about our new training place?"

"Ah, not yet. Wait." It was about 30 minutes later thatshe arrived at the school gate, which was still opened. It was easy to get to the gym, with all the shortcuts she knew. She could hear Hyuuga still discussing the summer training they have planned. Kagami wished that the generation of Miracles were just a bunch of girls so that they wouldn't go through Riko's deadly training regimen. She had to laugh at that as the other players started making wishes against the Generation of Miracles to escape Riko's training (And cooking. She needs to remember to have a talk with them later.) Hyuuga's phone was on speaker, and everyone could hear her when she said that she had arrived at the gym.

"You walk so slowly, Coach." Kagami said, his voice static-y and muffled. She could imagine him stuffing his face with a huge amount of burgers. Like a squirrel, as Hyuuga had said once, before.

"Shut up, Bakagami." She opened the door to the gym, which was surprisingly not locked. It was already five thirty (or so) in the afternoon. Why isn't the door locked?

The moment she entered the facility, she knew something was wrong. A cage of orange balls was in the middle of the court, and it was over turned, more or less a dozen balls scattered everywhere.

"Coach?"

"Hey, coach! Is Kuroko there?" That was Kiyoshi. His voice was bright and sparkly, even on the phone. The brown haired girl didn't answer his question, staring at the white and blue face towel lying innocently on the floor. Some one used to be there.

What happened?

She was getting a really really bad feeling on this.

"Guys."

She was answered with silence.

"Coach, what's wrong?" Izuki asked. "I don't know… Kiyoshi—Kuroko's not here."

CRASH!

"Coach! What was that?!" The crash had Riko flinching. She almost dropped her phone.

"I don't know! That sound… I think it was from the boy's locker room! Look, I saw the cage of balls we use in the middle of the court, and it's over turned. There's… there's a white and blue towel here too."

"That's Kuroko's!" The moment Kagami said that, Riko was running towards the locker room. She could also hear some sort of tapping from her phone. The boys, they must be running to where she is now.

Thump!

She didn't know why, but she stopped right in front of the door. "Coach!" The captain's voice was ringing in her ears. "What's happened?"

"Shh." She strained her ears, and then she heard it. It was a miracle she did, as all she could hear was the blood in her ears, and her loud beating heart.

"… … Oow….Ah….Agh…. Uhmp!" There was another loud banging sound, and a loud exclaim of pain reached her ears. It sounded just like… She opened the door.

The rest of the players were running at their top speed towards the School Gym. They could here loud crashes from Riko's mobile.

"Coach!—what's happened?"The whole team could hear Riko's frantic breathing as she ran through the halls.

"Shh." Her voice commanded, and every one of them held their breaths and muffled their footsteps. Even Kagami, notorious for his loud footwork, managed to silence himself. "… … oow…. Uhmp!" It was faint, as if they we're hearing it through something besides the phone.There was another Bang! And then—

"KU-KUROKO!"

The phone went dead.

"KUROKO!" Riko could feel her whole body trembling and she had trouble focusing on the sole occupant of the room besides herself. Kuroko was on the floor, curled into a ball on his left side. He's breathing was harsh, even worse from after a whole day of her rigorous training. She rushed to his side immediately. There was something different about him, but she didn't know what, and she was panicking. It unsettled her that she didn't know the cause of his pain.

"Kuroko…" She couldn't see his face. Strands of his teal hair were everywhere, covering his whole face, neck and touching his shoulders. "Kuroko—tell me, wha—where… where does it hurt? Are you bleeding? Did you hit yourself on something? Muscle pain? What?" Her voice sounded unstable, even to her own ears. Disregarding this, she shifted the tealette so he was facing the ceiling. One huge blue eye looked at her. His normally blank face was contorted in pain, and the eye that was gazing on her was full of pain.

"Haa…Every—AGH—where…Kkkktch…" He rolled to his side again, and she saw him press his arms against his stomach. His hair curtained his face again—

Hair?

That was only when she realized the difference. Kuroko's hair shouldn't be as long as his shoulders. It shouldn't hide his face this much. In fact… it barely reached the back of his neck. When she realized this, she pushed Kuroko into a sitting position, leaning his back on the bench. He slumped forward, but she straightened his back, looking for more differences. Kuroko looked at her, eyes half closed in pain.

"KkkCcoach….pp…plea…se…." Riko looked up at him. "M…ma..ke it stop….I-it hurts…."

That was when she saw. It was like the final puzzle piece finally fell into place. "What… What—is this...? This—this is impossible!" Kuroko only slumped further, his breathing more laboured. He looked like he was having a hard time wrapping his head around it all, too. "P—please…don't—"

Her phone rang.

As quick as she could, she got it, and then pressed answer, standing up. "Coach! What happened to Kuroko?" It was Kagami. His voice was loud, and she could hear them running. "He's…he's…"

"We're at the gate—calm down, Coach. We'll get there." Izuki panted to her.

"Kuroko—he's—"A hand touched hers, and then her mobile was sent flying away, banging loudly and falling down, lying innocently against the far lockers. The beeping of her phone told Riko that the call was cut off. She turned to the other occupant of the room, who gazed at her with his clear pale eyes, like he has done so many times before.

In front of her, he struggled into standing.

"Don…'t….tell…" He leaned on her, and her suspicions were confirmed as she felt his body come into contact with hers. "H-hh-ide... " She opened her mouth to argue, but Kuroko looked at her straight in the eye. "Pl—ease….C..coach."

She gazed at him for a moment, and then wacked his head gently. "Alright. We will talk about this later, Kuroko." She didn't know if what she was doing was right, but Kuroko rarely asked for favours. He rarely sought out his own benefits, instead thinking for the team. It was the least she could do for him.

"Come on—to my locker room." There were no girls in the basketball team in Seirin even though the club allows girls to play. It just that girls usually like watching, not playing, so there were no girl players, even in the other teams from other schools, who have mixed basketball clubs too. That was the reason why Riko had a locker room all to herself. She dragged Kuroko there, with him heavily leaning on her, panting and shuddering. "I…I can't… stand…." He muttered amidst his heavy breathing. Riko thought about it. "I think I know why… But let's go first—The others are almost here!"

Once they were inside, she struggled to do something about the situation. What is she going to do?! This never happened before! In fact, she was quite sure that this should not have been possible. "Kuroko." She turned towards him, and was surprised to see him being able to hold his ground, though he teetered on all directions. "Is the pain gone?" the boy shook his head a bit. "…Demo…it's de—creasing…C-coach." His voice shook with pain. His forehead was beaded with sweat, and his shoulder length hair plastered to his neck. He was sweating, yet he held both of his arms and shuddered, as if he was cold. The brunette fetched a spare jacket she had, and handed some to the boy, who took them shakily.

He looked much much paler. Riko was worried he might be sick. She put a hand on his forehead, and her eyebrows came together. "You're burning up." Kuroko only blinked, and took a deep breath. Riko took a scarf from her locker and handed it to Kuroko. "The boys will be here soon. I will lead them off. Then I'll be back, okay?"

Kuroko stared at her with his large cerulean eyes, and bobbed his head.

She put both of her hands in his shoulders. "Then… Then… we will talk about this." She couldn't hide the slight shaking of her fingers, and she was sure Kuroko could feel them. It was something about herself that Riko hated. If she couldn't get an outlet of her intense emotions, her body starts to shake up. She forced herself to calm down. Taking a glance at the other teen, she realized that he must be doing the panicking enough for both of them. It would be better if he calmed down too.

Right. So she should not panic.

Fetching her book bag from the locker, she went back to the boy's locker room to fetch her phone. It lied innocently against the lockers, and she wondered why it didn't break, despite being flung against the lockers and dropping to the floor.

Ah, the power of Nokia phones.

Just as she was putting the cellphone to the pocket of her skirt, the door flung open. "Coach!" Hyuuga was the first to enter, soon followed by Kiyoshi, Kagami, and the rest. "Where's Kuroko?" Kagami said, looking around.

"Ah, it's okay now. Don't worry." Hyuuga looked at her incredulously. "What do you mean?" She didn't know what to say. Oh God. Because of all the panic, she hadn't thought of an excuse. How could she be so stupid! Heart pounding, she opened her mouth.

"Turns out Kuroko-kun have called a relative of his before we arrived. I helped him get into the car. He, I even dropped my phone from panic." The first years made a sigh of relief, but the others—the seniors, particularly, were sceptic. "Did you find out what was wrong with him?" Kagami suddenly spoke up, and it touched Riko that he seemed so worried even if there was the wall between both of them. Their friendship might be a little out of ordinary, but it still felt wrong when both of them didn't talk.

"Coach?"

She realized that he was probably waiting for an answer and it was taking her too long to answer. "Ah—" Another lie. But what could she say? She's not the best liar in the world, either, and most of the people here know her too well.

"He had a dizzy spell after over practicing." She winced inwardly. She was trying to not make them worry, but if Kagami's expression was any indication, she probably made it look like they ran all the way here for nothing.

And she was right.

"That bastard." Kagami's split eyebrows drew together as he turned away. "We came here all the way running for a guy who only had a dizzy spell?"

Hyuuga was feeling a bit odd at this. There's something weird about what was going on. And now, he had a feeling that their tall freshman was just about to throw one of his tantrums. "Kagami." He didn't want him to lash out at the coach right now, especially at the sight of her trembling fingers and legs. She looked shaken up, too.

The redhead sighed in response to his reprimand. "I'm sorry…sir." He scratched the back of his head, saying "Kuroko is just so weak, he annoys me." And with that, he disappeared from Riko's sight, out of the room. It was for the better, actually, because she knew Kuroko heard what Kagami said, since he wasn't even bothering lowering his voice. Better him gone than say more things.

"Easy." Someone put a hand on her shoulder, and she looked up at Kiyoshi, who smiled gently at her. "He's probably just worried sick. We all are, actually. But since everything is okay now, we should probably go home." The first years muttered their agreements, as did Koganei and Mitobe. ("I forgot—Ireshi-sensei gave us a ton of homework!" Mitobe nodding mutely beside him.) "Alright then. Izuki, Hyuuga and I will accompany Riko home, then."

As the others bid their farewell, Riko suddenly felt a sinking feeling on the pit of her stomach, and she knew that this is the last place she wants to be in. The three people left were the three that knew her best. If anyone could guess her fib, it was them.

"Okay." Kiyoshi leaned into one of the lockers, and all three of them looked at him. "Coach—spill." Izuki and Hyuuga turned to her, though their faces were filled with confusion. Maybe Kiyoshi was tricking them again?

Meanwhile, Riko could feel sweat run down her spine. What am I going to do now? "What are you talking about?" She opened the locker nearest to the door, taking out a lotion and spreading them on her hands. She didn't want them to see her expression.

Like she said, she's far from being the best liar in the world.

"Kuroko doesn't have his phone with him." Her hands froze. "What?" She could feel gazes on her back.

"Like I said—Kuroko doesn't have his phone. I have it." She turned, and sure enough, Kiyoshi was holding up a simple light blue mobile. "I forgot to bring mine, so I borrowed it from him a while ago to call home and I forgot to return it." If the situation was different, she would have laughed at all the 'forgots' in his sentence.

"Oh." Hyuuga was staring at her, as was Izuki. "I guess it's up then." She sighed, and returned the lotion to its proper place. Closing the locker door, she leaned sideways on it, shifting her feet.

"So?" Hyuuga prodded, the other two's expressions mirroring his inquiring one.

"About that…" The brunette coach shifted her feet again. "Bye."

And without further adieu, she…ran away. It was so unlike her—or maybe it's a side of her we haven't seen yet—Izuki pointed out, then muttering something about a pun—that it took them about 30 seconds to realize that they're just giving Riko a good headstart.

She doesn't run that fast compared to them, but she wasn't a member of the track team in her middle school for nothing. She also had a wide knowledge of shortcuts up her sleeves, and that proved to be their disadvantage when they arrived back at Maji burger, Riko nowhere in sight.

The coach wasn't near that vicinity, though.

The brunette winced as she felt wires digging on her arms. She was just outside the school, struggling on going through the hole of the fence. She couldn't go back to the entrance, because the boys might be waiting for her. Brushing a few leaves from her hair, she walked up to the gym. The hole in the fence was a secret told to her by one of the girls in her class after she lent her her notes. The girl used it to go to the popular tea house near the school, because it was so popular that the shop was packed with students already whenever she used to main entrance to get there, which was much farther to the shop than this shortcut.

Clever girl.

"Kuroko?" She opened the door, and the he was still there, in the same spot, though his trembling wasn't noticeable now. She put a hand against his forehead. His temperature has come a little bit down, though she wasn't sure if that was because of all the sweating he just went through or because he's more relaxed now. (She read somewhere that a person could get sick with stress.)

"I just called my father. He's going to pick us up in… ten minutes. Is the pain gone?" He looked up at her, and drew the jacket around him tighter.

"…Almost." His voice was steady. She took it as a good sign. "Okay. So while we're here…"

Kuroko looked up at her, his face back to his blank expression. Riko sighed. In her life, she never dreamed of saying this to one of the team members. She hasn't even ever given a thought about it. This is just too bizarre, and she was still having trouble wrapping her head around it. But she was certain Kuroko wasn't like this before. Hair just doesn't grow that fast. Those things just doesn't appear on anyone's body. So now… why?

"Can you explain—if you know why—how is it that…" She licked her lips, and she had a vague feeling that Kuroko didn't know anything about this either. He was certainly panicking about it just half an hour ago. But she had to voice it out loud, because if this was a dream, she might not wake up unless she just blurts it out.

"Just a while ago, I'm sure I saw you change clothes. And I'm sure, you were a normal, healthy boy just this afternoon." Her statement sounded perverted, but she didn't care. They have more pressing matters.

"So why is it… that in this room…there are two girls?"

I'm sorry! I know I'm taking too many stories now, but I just can't take this out of my head! I swear, I will die If I don't get to publish this! This won't go in the rotation of my updates, though. So nothing to worry about, because I will still update the other stories as soon as I can- but school is starting so I think I'm going to be scarce again. Life sucks. Anyway, I hope you like it!

Rewritten: 10-27-13