Wow, so many votes already and it's only four days after I posted the first chapter… I guess it won't be a week or so until I post again… Since I made my own rule to have a chapter for every five reviews… There's already around fifteen?! Really?! Cuz that's almost how many votes there are… I'm gonna need to work a little overtime, huh…?

So, since you're a guest and I can't PM you, Mystic Flame… You're just gonna have to wait 'til it happens to find out if it does ;)

Anyways, the votes so far have been tallied… Here are the 'so far' results!

GoM – Six votes

GoM+Kagami – Four votes

Kagami – Three votes

Akashi – Two votes

Akashi and Kise Threesome – One vote

Awe! You guys actually love me! I have sixteen votes (seventeen reviews, by the way Guest, Guest reviews don't usually show up in the review list, just showing up in my email) and only one chapter out, so happy!

That's how it is, huh? Fascinating! I'm liking how the votes are looking… I don't care either way how this happens; I ship almost every pairing possible with Kuroko so it doesn't bother me any way it goes…

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Akashi froze, his expression not changing one bit aside from a slight widening of his eyes, as the skirt fluttered back into place and the gym became absolutely silent. He had lost control at someone insinuating that he was wrong. Akashi Seijuurou is always right as he always wins. But he had never meant to do such a thing – what had actually brought him to do that?!

Kuroko fared no better. He had thought that Akashi was actually a calm and smart person, not some arrogant cocky male. He couldn't believe that someone could have enough arrogance to actually flip someone's skirt up! Or was his classmate really a super pervert?!

Akashi regained his composure, crossing his arms with a glare. "Don't lie to me." Those spoken words snapped Kuroko out of his thoughts as they were making him angrier by the second.

"Despicable. To think you were someone like that Akashi-san." Kuroko quickly turned on his heel and stomped off, his bag over his shoulder as he went straight to the classroom without having even finished his bentou.

Meanwhile, the rest of the team, along with Momoi, couldn't believe what had happened. Was their captain really letting someone say that to him? Even if he did deserve to be insulted, he usually never let someone walk away afterwards. Kise was tempted to go after Kuro-chan – was that even his name anymore? – to apologize to him but was stopped by Akashi turning towards them. "Tonight you're all going to have triple the training menu." As he said that, his face was shaded in just the right way for his smile to appear absolutely evil. Almost as if he were Shinigami-sama himself. Aomine and Kise shivered in fear, Murasakibara pouted, and Midorima paled, pretending it didn't affect him. Momoi was hiding behind Aomine instinctively at that smile.

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Kuroko looked down at his cell phone, which had buzzed in his skirt pocket, to see a text message from his manager.

Sorry! I know you're in school right now!

It's an emergency photo shoot!

Photographer is leaving on short notice and needed to take the pictures still!

Get here, soon!

Mei-chan

Kuroko raised his hand as elegantly as he could, he had an image to uphold even if he was still embarrassed by what had transpired during lunch, and the teacher gave him permission to speak. "May I be excused? My manager told me that I'm needed for a photo shoot." It had only been about an hour after lunch, but Kuroko could feel stares from about five or six different directions. He was used to being stared at but these stares were more intense than any fans' could ever have towards him. He knew who was staring at him as well.

The teacher had made his way to Kuroko as he spoke to him, reaching Kuroko's desk when Kuroko finished his request. So Kuroko held his cell phone up and pointed the screen at him, showing him the message. The teacher blushed when he realized how close to 'Kuro-chan' he was before nodding his ascent to Kuroko leaving, allowing Kuroko to stand up and walk past him. Kuroko headed towards the entrance, switched his inside shoes with his regular pair of ballet flats, and walked towards the car that had been sent to get him and take him to the shoot. The ride was a quiet one, allowing Kuroko to think about what had happened. After all, it wasn't every day that his skirt is flipped up by a male trying to prove a point. Much less someone he has to see every day for the rest of the school year. Add in that he has four other males to deal with along with a somewhat pushy female and he was sure that Nigou wouldn't even be able to comfort him if he were to have a breakdown. Well, let's avoid thinking of such things. For now, Kuroko decides that he will focus on his career and schoolwork.

"Kuro-chan! You're finally here! Okay, this way, quickly quickly!" He was rushed by his manager the moment he stepped off of the elevator onto the floor where the shoot was being held. He put on the casual-elegant dress, one that flared out in multiple layers at his waist which gave the hint of having the normal curves a woman his age would have. The collar dipped down slightly, low enough to give the hint of something there but high enough to where it wouldn't actually show anything if he even did have something there. He walked out of the dressing room so the frantic make-up artists could calm down and fix his face so it was 'perfect' as the hair-dresser styled his hair in a fantasy elf style, braids going around his head like a crown. Kuroko closed his eyes, as directed, and decided for himself on how the next week would go before standing up to go to the set.

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Kuroko flipped his cell phone open, looking at the time. It was really late, nearly six o'clock at night, for him to be going home though, for some reason, he had been going home later and later for the past week. His manager had managed to fill in several different slots for him to go to different shoots and, apparently, a drama would be filmed soon and the director was adamant about having 'Kuro Te-chan' for his lead actress. It would be about a girl who had cross-dressed to get into the same school, an 'all-boy' school, as her idol, someone who had given her hope when she was younger by encouraging her with a few words before giving her a sweet treat. His manager had reluctantly agreed to letting him do it, seeing as his voice wasn't too deep – just high pitched enough to be mistaken for a girl's voice and it was deep enough to be a girl cross-dressing.

As Kuroko was thinking through these things, he kept his eyes on his cell phone screen as he typed out a message to his manager in response to her question about what he was going to eat for the night. That is, until his arm was grabbed right before he turned the corner and right after he had sent the text, causing him to stop and stumble back, almost dropping the phone that he was about to put in his skirt pocket.

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Oh! What's gonna happen now? Shall we find out? I don't know…

So, I realized that I never put a definition on Megane in the last chapter, I apologize sincerely… I will add it to this chapter's Japanese word definitions, k?

Megane – Glasses, typically used to describe someone who wears glasses (usually a male); it's a pretty popular fetish with serious/book girls in Japan.

Shinigami-sama – Literally translates as 'Lord God of Death', something along those lines (I don't remember if that's exact, pretty sure it is though), and it speaks about the soul reapers or whatever you believe comes to collect your soul after you die. If you watch Black Butler (or read it, either way), Shinigami are what Grell and William (along with Ron and Undertaker) are.

I realize that, yes, this chapter is rather short. I haven't had the ability to get on the computer lately; between school, sleep, and my dad taking over all three computers in the house I just haven't had the time to. Also, I had a rather long first chapter in the first place. But I promise that I will attempt to have another chapter up by Saturday, which just so happens to be my dad's b-day… Hm…

Sweet dreams to all and to all, a good night!

Nightmare

*flops on bed and proceeds to snore*