Chapter 3

And he fulfilled that promise. It's just Kuroko who still thinks the promise was not fulfilled.

Kuroko

Even though I don't really know this person, for some reason, it feels like we have a very strong connection. I don't know why. He sort of reminds me of someone, but who?

"Have I met you before?" I say, staring up at him with questioning eyes.

"I think you have," Kagami-kun's cheeks were a bit pink.

"A concert...then?"

"Ah...I've only been to one of your concerts, since I just moved back this year."

"Why did you move back?" I was curious. For some reason I wanted to know more about him.

"I promised a childhood friend of mine that I'd be back for high school, but he still hasn't noticed it's me." Kagami sighed and averted his eyes.

"He go to this school?" For some reason, I really wanted to know. I don't know why, but he really does remind me of someone. But who...

Kise

I was 100% sure that it was Kuroko Tetsuya before my eyes. I mean there is no way that I would mistake him for someone else. He even had the freaking trademark necklace to prove it!

"Why do they believe him instead of me?" I murmured.

Aomine. Who was standing beside, flinched. "I b-believe you Kise."

Kagami

The school day continued. Per usual, but by P.E. I got this bad vibe. A very bad one. I couldn't help but notice when Kuroko was changing that he was skinnier than before. Also, a lot paler...from this morning.

The unit that we were doing in P.E. was basketball, my forte. Kuroko loves basketball, too. I smiled and I glanced at him. Even through his blank expression I knew that he wasn't in the mood to play basketball...

That means...he's sick again?

No, he can't be, he seems perfectly healthy to me. And he has also probably gotten some health care stuff by being the most famous singer in the country.

Now that I think about it. I never really figured out why Kuroko was so sickly when he was little. Did he just have a weak immune system or was there more? I remember one day that he complained about his breathing, but it wasn't that bad...

My eyes grew wide. What if he has an asthma attack during a concert? I continued to think of hypothetical situations until I heard the teacher's voice.

"KAGAMI!" I snapped back to reality and replied with a "huh?"

"Pennies!" The teacher then continued to go down his list. "Kuroko Tetsuya." He looked around the gym. "Is he here?" I scanned the whole perimeter of the gym and couldn't see him either. Then I felt a tug on my shirt. It was a light tug, but I knew right away who it was. I looked down at him and his expression said that he was scared. Instead of being abnormally pale, a little color was pasted on his face. I was happy that he was okay. "It's fine Kuroko, I'm here."

Then I turned to coach. "Can he be on my team. He isn't used to playing with people he barely knows." The coach was shocked at first and then slowly nodded his head, trying to figure out a way to rearrange the teams so they were even. When I looked down at Kuroko he looked shocked. It makes sense because back when we were little, he was scared to be on a different team as me. I don't know why, maybe it's because he felt safe and secure when he was with me. I smiled down at Kuroko and he continued to stare up at me for a second being flashing me a bright smile. Like the one he used to show me when we were little. He sure hasn't changed a bit. I just hope that one day he'll remember me. One day, he'll find out that I fulfilled the promise.

The game went on and like always, Kuroko was never seen on the court. Even the people on our team were confused when the ball suddenly got passed to them by space. I smiled. He's the same as always. It was fun playing basketball with him when we were little. But there was one big difference when we were little. Kuroko would cling on to me. I mean literally cling on to me and try to prevent me from jumping whenever he felt like he was going to lose. Which was always. Whenever he hung onto my legs I got really scared that if I jumped then I would hurt Kuroko, so I never did. After the first time Kuroko did that he started teasing me about it. But I still think he doesn't know the actual reason why I never jump when he's clinging on to me like that.

15 minutes passed and and from what I saw, Kuroko was just about ready to faint. He looked so pale and I noticed he was wavering whenever he walked. Thank goodness we were given a break or else I wouldn't have gotten to him in time. Kuroko was like this when he was little too. He doesn't have really high endurance so it's only for so long that he can play and have a skillful misdirection. Then after that, he needs time to rest. I sat down on the bench and sat Kuroko next to me. His head rested on my shoulder. "Here, drink." I handed him my practically full water bottle, and he greedily drank. When he was little, he was told by the doctor that he needed to drink more water than most people do because he gets dehydrated very quickly.

"Time to play another game," a teammate of ours told us. Since our team won against the other team, we are going to play against a team from the other basketball class. When I looked up, I saw blonde hair. Is this the guy that figured out that Kuroko was Kuroko the 'singer'? The blonde seemed to have noticed me and Kuroko.

"Kurokocchi!~" Kise came running towards us and Kuroko flinched. I stood protectively in front of him and the blonde stopped right in front of me. "Move." the blonde pouted. "I want to hug Kurokocchi~" I just continued to glare at him.

"Can't you tell that he doesn't like things loud?" I said, trying not to give away the fact that it was the Kurokocchi that Kise was thinking about.

The blonde continued to whimper and plead until it was time for the game to start.

I couldn't believe it. At first, I easily got past their team, but I never knew that Kise was known for copying. Right after I did one move, he did the exact same to get the next point. It was like that over and over until it was beginning to bug me. So instead, when Kise went to dunk, I jumped higher than him and knocked the ball out of his hand. I, then quickly, ran down the court, preventing Kise from getting the ball. He skillfully tried to steal the ball from me until everyone suddenly stopped. I turned around, the ball still in my hand, and there lying on the ground was Kuroko. Kise stood in front of him, shocked. Kuroko's head as bleeding and it didn't seem he was breathing either. So I panicked. I carried him straight to the nurse.

The nurse spoke. "He seems to have lost a lot of blood. And even though he is a type A, not any kind of Type A works for him. I have his medical record and it has some very specific information including the fact the if Kuroko loses any blood it is very difficult to find the right blood for him.

The nurse quickly dialed the hospital that Kuroko went to. I continued to look at Kuroko. His head was patched up, but he seemed to be bleeding still. His chest rose up and down, but as I continued to watch him, it seemed to lessen even more. Maybe this is one of the effects of his weak body. His body rejects blood that isn't his or a special type of Type A blood, but where could we find that.

"I'm sorry, but right now the hospital doesn't know who the donor was when he was a baby. Apparently he was just a bit older..." The nurse paused, he expression looked worried. "Let's bring him to the hospital and see what they can do."