So I just realized that the title for this story is the exact same as someone else's Kuroko no Basuke Fanfiction title. I don't wanna change it though ;

Also: I didn't watch the whole series, so I don't know the storyline or the characters very well. Sorry!

DISCLAIMER: Kuroko no Basuke/Basket does NOT belong to me. 'Nuff said.

One last thing: Because I love Akakuro so much, there will be plenty. :D

They found nothing but…well, stuff you usually find in houses. There were some wrappers strewn about, but otherwise it was perfectly clean and orderly.

"I told you guys this was a bad idea," Kagami mumbled.

"Shut up!" Riko bit back at him. "We may find some valuable things! C'mon, I think this is Kuroko's room!" She quickly headed over to the vacant bedroom.

"This is beyond breaking and entering," commented Hyuuga.

"She'll beat us up if we disagree with her," Kiyoshi pointed out idly.

"We know that already!" Kagami puffed.

"Get your butts in here!"

They quickly rushed after their hot-headed coach.

"I guess nobody's home," observed Koganei.

Riko kicked him in the back. "No duh! We're supposed to be looking, so get to it!"

"Geez….Coach is unnecessarily rough today," Kagami muttered.

Riko's eye twitched, ready to let loose her wrath. "What was that, Bakagami?"

"N-Nothing."

"That's what I thought." Riko normally wasn't one to let someone talking behind her back get away, but she was feeling particularly merciful. (Actually, she was just too preoccupied with the stuff in Kuroko's room.)

"There's nothing here that gives us any lead to what happened to Kuroko, and where he is," Hyuuga said.

"Maybe he was taken by a ghost," Izuki suggested lightly.

"DON'T SAY THAT!" shouted Hyuuga.

"Was that a pun, because Kuroko is a 'phantom'?" Riko glared at Izuki. "This is a serious matter!"

"Sorry, sorry…"

Kuroko sneezed.

"Somebody must be talking about me," he murmured to himself. Akashi offered him a tissue, smirking slightly.

"Maybe you are sick," Akashi mentioned.

"Maybe."

Crappy chapter is crappy. ;) Crappiness overload. And very OOC. Yep.