So...I've been asked to continue this so here it is. The rating is higher because of the involvement of blood.I would like to thank my friend kaleidoscope memories,she helped me on the grammar.
He could recall as clear as crystal the day it happened. Actually, they could all say the same. It was the week after graduation and they had decided to have dinner together, the Generation of Miracle and Kagami. Nothing big, just a little something to celebrate. The appointment was fixed at six pm. They should've started to worry when Kuroko wasn't on time. He was never late, but they let it slide. They began to feel uneasy by 6:30 and finally went in panic mode when the clock reached 8 and the phantom player was still absent. They parted ways to search for the missing one. Kagami went to Magi Burger, believing that his friend was too caught up by his milkshake to remember them. For his part, Kuroko's former light went to the street basketball's court thinking that he was watching a game. Kise broke in a run in the direction he knew kuroko lived. Maybe he just forgot about them and went home? The lazy giant searched the shops nearby while Midorima went to Seirin. In his mind, the missing boy simply had to stay longer because of his coach.
He was the one who made the horrifying discovery. He was walking along an empty road when a glimpse of blue caught his attention. Attached to the colour was a body and his heart missed a beat the moment he realised that the body was the one of the person he was looking for. He wasn't thinking when he rushed toward the slightly moving Kuroko, he simply acted. Falling to his knees, he was relieved when an eye gazed back at him. He sighed in relief.
He took in the state of his former team mate and wondered how he could still be awake. Blood was pouring out of multiple injuries. A deep cut ran from the top of his forehead to his chin, blinding his left eye in the process. His right leg was broken, bending in a way it shouldn't be capable of. Both of his shoulders were dislocated and blood was everywhere, forming a puddle all around him. Kuroko tried to open his mouth to speak, but only red liquid came out.
Akashi acted contrarily to his normal self and started to panic. He quickly took out his cellphone, dialled 911 and related the event in a shaky voice, so unlike himself. He couldn't find it in himself to care though. All that mattered was that Tetsuya was possibly dying. Passing a hand trough his friend's hair, he tried to calm him-no, more like calming himself.
''Shhhh, it's okay Tetsuya. I'm here, everything is going to be alright.''
At last, an ambulance arrived and took the injured and the one who found him to the hospital. At 3 o'clock ,the morning after the incident, it was stated that one Kuroko Tetsuya had fallen from his injuries. A week after the funerals, the police told the family and friends of the victim that the responsible was found. The night of the accident, he was driving home, drunk, and hit the boy with his car. Too afraid to get caught, since it wasn't the first time he drove while under the effects of alcohol, he ran away. As simple as that.
Akashi blamed himself for that. He should've known, he prided himself in being almost omnipresent. How could he not see that coming? After a while, he realised he was not at fault and accepted the fact he could have done nothing to prevent the loss of his friend's life.
For both Aomine and Kagami,dealing with Kuroko's death was as hard as Teiko's former captain. Even if he considered himself a shadow,he was their light-a part of themselves. They mourned him for a while,maybe even longer then his own family. On Kagami's part,he often found himself searching for his partner,believing he disappeared like he tended to do,only have a painful meeting with reality. Aomine had similar incidents.
Kise took it hard all,Kuroko was like a mentor to him. He looked up to his blue haired friend a lot,finding the way he played and lived inspiring. His friend was there to cheer him up when nothing was right,when everything worked against him. Now, with him gone,who would lighten his day?
It was the loss of a baby brother for Murasukibara. With his small stature and his blunt face,Kuroko wormed his way in his heart to take the place of a younger sinbling. The day his lifeless body was laid in the ground,he felt like he was burring a member of his family.
Everyone would think that Midorima wouldn't be that affected. How wrong it is. As difficult as it would be to believe,he rather liked Kuroko. He was a silent companion and his presence was calming. Kuroko could understand him without having to talk for hours. Over the years,he became somewhat of a constant.