Time and Time Again

Plotline: Kuroko Tetsuya thought he had a good life. There were hardships and all but he was able to get through them and reunite with his ex teammates and earn new friends. But one day Kuroko woke up on the first day of school in Teikō. Time Travel

Pairings: Generation of Miracles x Kuroko (HAREM but it will start with friendship first then develop into something more in the future)

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the story plot

AN: Seems that some of you have noticed that Kise wasn't mentioned at all in the last chapter (I don't hate him or anything! Actually he's one of my favorites) It was intentional. But don't worry, he's in this chapter.

I really, really love you all! –hugs– Thank you for your review, faves and alerts!

EDITED 4/25/13: Not must was changed other than a few more grammar and spelling errors.

Chapter 3

Shoot – BAM!

The ball hit the board and missed. It fell down innocently and bounced a couple of times slowly getting farther from the shooter.

'Missed again.' Kuroko thought in frustration. His face was still as blank as ever but if one was looking very carefully, they'd see a very slight look of annoyance. The bluenette really wanted to pull his hair out and kick the ball in order to release his stress at it but the last time he did that, he ended up slipping and falling. That experience had been a large blow to his invisible pride and back.

He'll never ever kick a ball or join any sport that has something to do with that. Never.

"Hey is there any student in there?!" An elderly voice yelled from outside the court. "There aren't supposed to be any students anymore at this time! Whoever you are, get out now and I'll make your punishment light."

Kuroko wiped his sweat off his forehead with his arm and proceeded to leave the court through the back door.

Screeeech

Squeaky doors. They were made to get one caught by an authority figure. And in Kuroko's opinion, one of the most horrible contraptions made by man.

"Ha, Court 3! Now I've got you kid." The old man opened the main entrance of the court and when he did the whole court was empty and it didn't look like it was played by anyone. The balls were in place, there wasn't any sign of any playing or tampering with the equipment either and the back door was closed.

Suddenly a ball ominously bounced in front of him and hit him on the head.

"GAAAAAAAAH - There's a ghost in Court 3!" The man screeched out loud in a horribly high pitch and ran to leave the court through the front entrance and didn't even close it.

"Thank you Raito-sensei." Kuroko murmured as he walked out of the court silently. That particular teacher wasn't fond of unruly delinquents and he would always catch Aomine in Court 3 with him.

Note: Only Aomine.

Kuroko moved through the shadows unnoticed and sneaked into the unlocked classrooms to get his bag. He was just about ready to leave the school premises.

But not without eavesdropping on what Raito-sensei was saying to the teachers about this experience first.

"Oh Kise-kun~ your latest pictures in these magazines are absolutely stunning!" A brunette squealed to the blonde, latching herself to his arm. She had sparkles shining brightly in her eyes.

"Thank you!" Kise smiled charmingly at the brunette, causing all the other fan girls that were following him to glare at the lucky brunette. The only thing the girl did was stick her tongue at the others behind the blonde's back and then smiled innocently with a faint blush on her cheeks at him.

Internally sighing, Kise tried to make this quick. He took out one of his emergency notebooks that had his signatures and autographs in it then accidentally dropped it.

"Oh my, I've just dropped my notebook!" Kise pouted. "And it has all my signatures and other notes in it. Oh well~ I'll just let a lucky young beautiful lady take it instead."

Shrieks were heard as multiple teenagers attacked the poor notebook, the famous blonde ran away as quickly as he could. Kise knew that that notebook would never come out alive in one piece but better it than him.

Even from afar, you could still hear the screams and squeals of the young female teenagers so it wouldn't be long until the teachers would go to their direction and attempt to control the chaos and havoc being caused. Good luck to them.

Deep in thought, Kise hadn't notice a light blue haired boy walking by and –

CRASH

– they both collided painfully.

"I'm so sorry!" Kise apologized quickly and looked around, unable to find the person he had bumped into.

"That is alright." A soft voice said out of nowhere, causing Kise to scream in surprise.

'Where'd that voice come from?' Kise wondered.

"From down here." The blonde looked down to see blue eyes staring at him blankly. Inside, he felt embarrassed and apologized continuously.

"It's fine." The bluenette said, stopping his rambling. "I myself was at fault for not paying attention to my surroundings. I hope you can forgive me…."

"Kise Ryouta." The boy blinked owlishly at him. "My name's Kise Ryouta."

This boy didn't react to finding out his name like most people did. Majority of the (female) population would squeal and be excited in getting to know the Kise Ryouta who was a known model. But this short boy just looked up at him and nodded in acknowledgement.

It was a nice change in Kise's opinion.

"Kuroko Tetsuya is my name." The boy said meekly before turning around, probably heading back to his class. "See you again in 1-B, Kise-kun."

'Eh?' Kise thought. 'We're classmates and I didn't even know?!' The blonde watched as Kuroko walked away from him before finally finding his voice.

"Wait up, Kurokocchi!"

'Will I befriend all the members of the Generation of Miracles by bumping into them?' Kuroko thought to himself as Kise started conversing with him as though they've known each other for a long time. To most people, they would think that Kise was having fun with all his laughing and smiles. (Oh and that he was weird because he seemed to be talking to nothing)

But….

The bluenette noticed that most of the expressions of the blonde were fake and forced.

'The modeling business must be causing a lot of stress for him. ' Kuroko thought when he remembered how exhausted Kise was after a shooting during his original timeline.

"…..and my manager would always get angry at me for coming to work late with my clothes torn by the fans." Kise chuckled at remembrance of the moment. "It was one of the funniest moments in my life since I never knew that it was humanly possible for a person to make his or her face a very weird shade of purple when angry."

Kuroko continued to just listen to the blonde and occasionally nodded at whatever the taller boy was saying to signify that he was indeed paying attention to Kise and not ignoring him. Though Kuroko knew that most of Kise's smiles and laughs were forced, he couldn't help but feel content by just being noticed by the blonde.

Before basketball, Kise and Kuroko didn't even know of the existence of the other. Kuroko wasn't one for reading magazines about modeling and such while Kise (like any other person) wouldn't notice the bluenette due to his very weak presence.

Once they reached their classrooms Kise gave him a fake smile once again making Kuroko sigh and look at him with his usual blank face but an unrecognizable emotion was seen in his eyes.

"Kise-kun, if you don't feel like smiling then it's best that you don't." Kuroko said. "If you were to smile at me, I'd prefer that it would be a genuine one."

Kise looked at him, surprise and astonishment in his eyes. Kuroko then waved slightly at him then went to his seat.

"Where have you been Kuroko?" Akashi asked him, crimson eyes looking at him suspiciously.

"I bumped into someone and ended up talking with said person." Kuroko said in monotone while taking his seat.

"Really?" Akashi smiled in a very creepy manner. "Did he or she apologize for doing so? Do you need me to get rid of this person?" Kuroko could hear an ominous snipping noise and he felt the sudden lowering of temperature of the classroom. A number of his classmates were staring at their direction right now with fear.

"There is no need for that Akashi-kun." Kuroko deadpanned. "It was my fault for not paying attention to where I was going."

"Hm." Akashi scanned the room and the students that had eye contact with him flinched and looked away very quickly. "It's that blonde, Kise Ryouta, that you walked in with wasn't it?"

The bluenette's eyes widened for a moment before going back to his original blank stare. Of course Akashi would be able to put the dots together and be able to point it at the blonde.

Kuroko knew that Kise was staring at him and was trying to find out about how he knew that his expressions were fake but he had thought that it was subtle kind of observing and curiosity. Kise wouldn't show that he was interested or puzzled that noticeably.

…

Was it that obvious?

Kuroko looked at the blonde who was now shivering because of the cold stare coming from his seatmate.

Okay it was that obvious.

Ignoring the dark aura surrounding the red head, Kuroko took out one of the books he had borrowed from the library from his bag. Hopefully this book could distract him from the tense atmosphere.

Midorima pushed his glasses upward and tightened his grip on the Pedo Bear plushie he had brought to school (a lot of students had gaped like an idiot at him when they saw the plushie) it was surprising that when he took his first step into the classroom, he felt a dark creepy aura surrounding the room.

The green haired boy scanned the room, trying to find out where the aura was coming from. His emerald green eyes fell upon a red head who had an even darker and creepier appearance than the aura he was emitting.

'He's probably a Sagittarius.' Midorima thought. 'Oha-Asa had announced today that one should avoid angering a Sagittarius or else he or she would be experiencing immense fear and pain for the whole day.'

He tried to not think of the menacing aura that was sucking out all the life and happiness and took his seat. Midorima wasn't one for helping strangers but if he could find an Aquarius then he'd happily offer the person to the red head. Oha-Asa had also said that the only one who could control the anger of the Sagittarius would be an Aquarius.

And the aura was greatly disrupting his mentality and the other students' sanity. The only ones who didn't seem to be affected was a purple haired boy who was eating potato chips, a sleeping student at the front and whoever was holding that flying book beside the red head.

Wait a minute – Holding a flying book? You can't hold a flying book!

Midorima snapped his head to look at the supposedly empty seat that was beside the crimson eyed monster and finally noticed that there was indeed a person there.

It was a light blue haired boy that didn't seem to mind the atmosphere surrounding him. Midorima didn't know if the bluenette was just ignoring the aura or was entirely unaware of it.

After a few minutes the boy he had been observing put down his book and sighed. Then he whispered something into the red head's ear which somehow calmed him down and right now the crimson eyed young man had a smirk on his face. The red head patted the bluenette's head and the aura completely disappeared.

A lot of sighs of relief could be heard from within the room and noise filled it when some time passed by.

Midorima now knew that it was for his safety and sanity to never anger the monster he had for a classmate.

Dismissal time came and Kuroko felt like going to the convenience store to get ice cream. In his favorite flavor, Vanilla!

He walked forward to the store and bumped into the automatic doors that were supposed to open when they felt a human presence nearby.

'Now this was just insulting.' Kuroko thought with a pout.

He was irritated since he had to stand in front of the doors and knock loudly for a couple of minutes until the doors finally opened and let him in. Kuroko had kept a poker face the whole time but deep down he was annoyed. Even sensory electronics didn't notice him!

The bluenette had to go through the same thing once again after purchasing his cold treat before finally being able to walk back home. Since it was a little late he chose to take one of the shorter routes to his home. Hiding in the shadows, he passed by the dark alleys but immediately stopped moving when he heard familiar voices.

"Don't hurt Dai-chan!" A large thump was heard after and the bluenette had to see what's going on.

He followed the sound of the voices and ended up in a court where three larger and bulkier guys looked like they were ready to fight two shorter teens.

"Then it'd be best if you'd give your money girlie!" Tallest one sneered. "An' besides, it waz your own fault for even coming to our territory!"

"Yah, now give us your dough." The bald one of the three said. "Or else we'll beat the crap out of your friend."

"Though if you don't have any cash on you then we could settle for something else." A guy wearing shades (who wears shades at night?) said leeringly.

"Get out of here Satsuki!" Aomine said, wiping blood from his bruised lower jaw. "I'll handle this."

"Like hell you are!" The older teen with shades was about to punch the younger teen again when –

SWOO~OOSH – CRASH!

A basketball hit him very hard and painfully on the face. It was so strong that he stumbled backwards and had fallen unconscious.

"Where'd that come from?!" The tallest male demanded, looking at all directions. He couldn't find anyone else in the court. Suddenly, he felt someone tap his shoulder lightly.

"I suggest that you let my classmates go." Kuroko said stoically from behind him.

A surprised expression passed through the man's face before a menacing one replaced it. He prepared another punch but this time, aimed at the bluenette but he had disappeared right in front of his eyes before it could hit its target.

"Where'd he – "A basketball collided with his nose and a sickening crack was heard throughout the court.

"Who do you think you are brat!?" The bald one yelled angrily. "Keh – you're probably only good at throwing basketballs at your opponents. You wouldn't last in a real basketball game!"

"You and me – one on one! And we'll see who's the real man here.''

The bluenette just stared, unaffected at the threatening tone used on him.

Aomine couldn't describe how awed and impressed he was even when he was feeling some pain on his face.

Two basketball players were playing in front of him. One was muscular and obviously strong while the other rather petite and looked pretty much harmless.

Well he thought that the bluenette was harmless until he saw how strong those passes were and how much they hurt when one of your body parts became the target of said passes.

Throughout the whole game, the older teen hadn't even scored against the younger one. Whenever he'd actually get his filthy hands on the ball, it would be stolen from him almost immediately. From watching, Aomine knew that the small boy didn't have much strength (except in passes) but he made it up in speed and in his sudden disappearances.

The darker haired teen would be looking at the middle of the court but then the boy who'd caught his attention was already near the basket and had shot the ball in. Aomine had never seen the boy shoot the ball because he would always somehow vanish from sight and end up somewhere else with the ball.

It was fascinating to watch. Momoi was practically drooling.

In the end, the older male couldn't accept defeat and was about to punch the bluenette but he wouldn't let that happen. Ignoring the pain on his face and Momoi's protests, Aomine stood up and kicked the taller teen hard down there and successfully knocked him out.

"Thank you." Someone uttered tonelessly from behind him. Aomine snapped his head to see that the bluenette was staring at him.

"E-eh I should be the one thanking you." Aomine looked down, slightly embarrassed. "You took those guys out without breaking a sweat."

"I had the element of surprise." His companion said quietly. Aomine could feel the shorter boy's eyes on him. "My home is just nearby. Let me give you some ice for that bruise."

"You've already done so much! Don't worry, this is nothing compared to what've I've been through before – "

"I insist. I can't just leave you and your friend here after that."

"Well….."

"Dai-chan, it's best that you get that healed as quickly as possible." Momoi said, walking towards him. "I don't want it to be infected."

"Even your friend agrees with me." The bluenette said. "Just for a few minutes, let me give you some ice and some ointment to help with the soreness."

In the end, Aomine finally agreed and Momoi followed and by the end of the day, Kuroko reunited with some old friends.

End of Chapter.

OMAKE

KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KN OCK-KNOCK KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK

'Where on earth is that knocking voice coming from?' The cashier thought as he looked towards that entrance of the store. 'There's no one there!'

Suddenly, the automatic doors opened and the cashier was greeted with an ominous looking boy who had an unnerving look on his face.

AN: I'm so sleepy~ So sorry for any grammar and spelling errors. I'll probably proof read this again in the morning.

Thank you for reading! And could you do me a favor and write a review? It would greatly help me improve! (And if you happen to know some good KuroBasu or KHR time travel fics that don't include the main character of the story to go to Giotto's era then could you send me some?)