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Continuing on, I hope this is up to par; unfortunately, don't expect chapters to come out so fast (assuming you guys think this is fast...). I have most of the plot sorted out, just need to fill in the crevices. Please enjoy.

BREAK
Chapter 2

Kagami Taiga was irritated. It wasn't like he had just broken up with a girlfriend, lost a job, or even that he had received a failing grade on a test (he was already used to those already, anyway). No, it was this incessant whispering. Wherever he went, people were talking about something called the "Generation of Miracles" and how they were "back," whatever the hell that meant.

Grunting, Kagami headed towards his favorite food place – Maji Burger. He had skipped his last class (Calculus I – pfft, who needs that?) in hopes of crashing at his friend's place for a quick nap before the competition later, but instead found a note on Himuro's door saying that he had gone out and would be back later. So, that left one Kagami Taiga left with nothing to do for the next three hours.

"Fifteen Maji Burgers," he ordered. The employees, already used to his presence and his unusual serving portion, prepared his food quickly; in no time, he was sitting at a table by himself with a pile of hamburgers in front of him, munching contentedly.

Or at least, he thought he was by himself. In the middle of chewing, he noticed that someone was sitting directly across from him…

Choking, he gasped for air as the stranger turned to face him. His blue eyes locked onto his own red ones, and he found himself a bit unnerved by the look in this man's eyes. They were dull, dead almost. Devoid of emotion.

Yet this bastard continued to sip on his shake like nothing was wrong. Instead, he stared at Kagami as if he were just any other person. A distinct empty slurping sound could be heard as the blue-haired man had reached the end of his drink. "Ah," he said, shaking the bottom and twisting the straw around in hopes of garnering another sip or two, but to no avail. "I guess I'm out."

"Oi, what the hell? Since when were you here?" Kagami nearly shouted at the stranger, pointing a finger accusingly.

"What are you talking about? I've been here the whole time," he responded, placing his now-empty drink on the table. He stood up. "Excuse me," he said, grabbing his cup off the table and walking to throw it away. Kagami leaned back in his seat, scrutinizing the man. Just who did he think he was?

It was then that, for some reason, Kagami looked down at his shoes. "Y-you!" He stammered, almost dropping his burger. The blue-haired stranger paused to look at Kagami.

"Yes?" he asked, seemingly oblivious. "Is there something you need?"

Kagami pointed at the floor, still shocked. "Your… your shoes! Where did you get them?!" They were worn down, black in color with white on the sole and tip as well as the laces. To a normal person, they were just another pair of shoes. "Aren't those the original Pro Keds that were popular back in 2005? They were supposed to be some of the greatest breakdancing shoes around but they stopped making them because their popularity went down once they switched out the rubber of the gum…"

The man's eyes widened in surprised. "Do you dance too?" He asked, his interest piqued.

Kagami smiled, his food forgotten - shocking, as there was only one thing in the world he valued more than food. "Are you kidding? I live and breathe dancing!" he exclaimed. "I actually just got back from the States. Breakdancing is pretty big over there so I wasn't expecting much in Japan, but I guess I was wrong."

The man nodded. "Is that so," he said. Suddenly his eyebrows rose as if he had just remembered something. "Ah, by the way, my name is Kuroko Tetsuya." He bowed his head slightly. "It was nice to meet you…"

"Kagami," The red-head finished for him with a grin. "Kagami Taiga. If you're a dancer, I suppose I'll be seeing you real soon… on the dance floor, that is," he responded. A ghost of a smile crossed Kuroko's face before he turned away from Kagami and walked out of Maji Burger.

"I suppose you're right," he said quietly as he disappeared from Kagami's line of sight.

-x-

It was crowded. And noisy. And hot as hell. But Kagami Taiga loved it. He was in his comfort zone – the overwhelming familiarity of it was relaxing and made him almost feel at home. Himuro was by his side, wearing a white loose-fitting, long-sleeved v-neck t-shirt paired with a pair of ripped jeans and white Nike Air Forces. Girls were whispering amongst themselves and pointing at the onyx-haired man, making it blatantly obvious they found him attractive.

Kagami growled in annoyance. The fan girls that followed his friend around were certainly a nuisance, but he wouldn't let that distract him tonight. Right now, all he wanted to do was dance. "Oi, Tatsuya," Kagami said loudly, trying to be heard over the immense volume of the crowd. "I'm gonna go over to the contestant's corner and get ready. You wanna come with?" After smiling and waving goodbye to another random girl who had given him her number, Tatsuya nodded to his childhood friend.

"Yeah, let's go," he said, clapping a hand on Kagami's shoulder and leading him over to where the other competitors were.

The stage they were competing on today was a fairly informal one, as they usually are – a rectangle marked off, 20 x 30, with no one allowed inside except for people competing. A crowd had already formed around the perimeter, effectively sealing it off.

Kagami was dancing by himself today, and so was Himuro. Today was solo battles, so people were paired against each other and would advance through the rankings as they won. It was Kagami's first taste of b-boys in Japan, and he certainly had to admit that he was fired up. Around him he could see a slew of hopeful winners stretching their arms and doing the splits as warm-ups, including one familiar blue-headed person.

"Kuroko?" he said in surprise. Kuroko looked up from his stretching only to make eye contact with the man he had met just a few hours earlier. Now that Kagami had a proper look at Kuroko's body, though, he could hardly believe someone with such a small stature could actually dance. His legs were like sticks and although his arms certainly had some muscle to them, could they really hold his body up for a freeze?

His empty blue eyes bore into Kagami's own crimson ones. "Ah, it's you, Kagami-kun," he said monotonously. He wore a plain t-shirt with a pair of light blue sweatbands around wrists along with black and blue striped gym shorts. On his feet, he had swapped his Pro Keds from earlier for a pair of white Reebok Lifestyles with a zigzag design on the side and a blue interior. "I wasn't aware you were going to be dancing today."

"Well, I didn't know you were going to be dancing here today either!" Kagami retorted. "Are you competing or just spectating?" Kuroko shook his head.

"I'm neither competing nor spectating. I'm just here to dance," he said simply. Kagami nodded, though slightly disappointed. A competition wasn't only for people to compete and win; it was also for fellow breakdancers to congregate and show off newly invented moves, swap shoes/ideas and news, etc. Usually, to the sides there were mini-circles where people who weren't competing that day would often simply dance to their heart's content – it seemed that was what Kuroko was here for. It was a perfectly reason to come, simply because it was great experience for those who weren't ready for a real competition. "You're competing, right? Good luck, Kagami-kun."

Kagami grinned, giving him a thumbs-up. "Thanks! It's a shame you're not competing, I would have liked to see some of your moves. I'll catch you later then, I guess." As Kuroko walked away, it suddenly occurred to him – why was Kuroko in the competitors' area if he wasn't competing today?

Suddenly, a scream came from the entrance of the building, followed by several more. Kagami swiveled his head to look at what all the commotion was, only to see a pretty-boy blond panting as he ran towards the competitors' area.

"Kyaa! Look, it's Kise-kun! He's soooo attractive!"

"Wasn't he on the cover of Vogue Japan last week? Oh my gosh, I'm so glad I came!"

"I'd heard rumors he breakdanced, but I never thought they were actually true!"

"Kise's outfit is soo hot!"

Kagami had never seen the tall blond in his life, but it seemed that he was pretty famous around here, as people immediately began talking about "Kise Ryouta." At last, Kagami caved in and tapped a random person near him on the shoulder. "Oi," he said gruffly. "Who is this Kise Ryouta everyone's talking about?"

The guy looked at Kagami like he had two heads, such a bewildered look was on his face. "Kise Ryouta?" he echoed. "You don't know who he is? Where have you been?" After Kagami scowled at him, the man cowered and continued. "He's a former member of the Generation of Miracles from three years ago. He's also a model, which is why all the girls are going crazy over him," he man said, rolling his eyes at the latter comment. "There's a rumor going around that the members have come back, and I guess it's true. I'm really excited to see him dance again!" The man gushed, sounding disgustingly like a fan girl. Kagami gave the man a slightly disturbed look before thanking him and making his way back to where he was before.

Kise Ryouta was close now, talking and laughing with some of the other competitors. "Oi, Kise, is it true you're dancing again?" One of the competitors came up to him asking as he bumped fists with him. Kise flashed him a million-dollar smile.

"I never left the scene to begin with," he replied with a mysterious wink. "I was just on the down-low." Kagami noticed that the blond didn't seem to be wearing the typical breakdancing attire, as his top was a white short-sleeved button-down shirt with three black horizontal stripes on the sleeves. He also wore a black skinny tie that he was currently tugging on and trying to make looser. He had on a pair of black slacks too – in fact, the only thing that indicated that he could possibly be breakdancing anytime soon was his shoes. He wore a pair of Jeremy Scott x Adidas JS Wings, "Black Patent" to be specific. Normally, the shoes would clash with the outfit but he pulled it off quite nicely, Kagami had to admit.

"Eh, Kise, isn't your outfit a little…?" One of his companions began, trailing off.

Kise looked down at his clothes before exclaiming, "Ah! I just rushed over from my modeling session, but don't worry, I can dance fine in these!" He popped his collar confidently and all the girls around him swooned.

Kagami rolled his eyes. Really? How pretentious could this guy get? He hated cocky bastards like him.

It was then he heard Kise say something that threw him for a loop: "Kuroko-cchi?"