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Morning...
"Eh," Kuroko said, opening his eyes to the right room. "Good morning"
The other members were already awake and had filled their time by doing their normal work. Murasakibara was trying to fend off Kise who was reaching for the goodies in his arms. Akashi was looking over Midorima's shoulder. The greenette was looking intently at his phone which was obviously switched to the news channel.
"Hey, hey! Aquarius is in first place!" Akashi grinned at the screen while Midorima tried not to wince at the scissors that were poking his back. Aomine, who had been reading a magazine with a lady on the cover placed the magazine down and scooted his chair toward his friend.
"Are you okay?" he asked, scanning the teen with his intense gaze. Kuroko was instantly reminded of Wild which had made his former light similar to a black panther. Yet, his eyes held something Kuroko hadn't seen for a long time. Care and sincerity. The raven haired teen winced as he realized the trail of blood coming from his friends nose. Fumbling with the tissue box, he pulled one tissue out and wiped it off.
"Aomine, use a baby wipe." Midorima said, handing over one.
"WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?" He replied but took it anyway, wiping off the remains. "He really is weird."
"All of the Generation of Miracles are weird." Kuroko said bluntly as Kise helped him sit up. He took off his oxygen mask and placed it in his lap. "We have a puppyish model, a scissor-wielding captain, a snack-eating giant, a pervy-ace, a horoscope addict and a partly-invisible phantom."
"Did you just call me a prev?" Aomine asked, but Kise was already laughing on the floor.
Kuroko gestured towards the magazine, raising his eyebrows innocently. Akashi grinned, twirling his scissors.
Someone knocked on the door. A nurse walked in with a tray of food and a bottle of plain water. For a nurse, she quite pretty and had straight blonde hair and blue eyes. As Aomine turned to stare at her, Kuroko poured water down his back.
"GGGAAAAAAHHHHH!" He yelled. "Tetsu!"
"That proved my point" Kuroko smiled. Akashi looked at the food. It looked like a well balanced meal, something Kuroko rarely had.
"Aren't you gonna eat?" he asked the small teen. Kuroko looked at the food, then scooted backwards. "I'm not hungry."
Midorima's phone ringed. He quickly answered it.
"Hello?...yeah?...oh, okay...hmm...no problem...really?...ahhh,okay...bye" he hung up.
"My Father says that Kuroko has to eat. He needs to gain weight."
Kuroko looked away from the food. The smell itself made him feel the need to vomit.
"I don't have the appetite." he said stubbornly.
"At least two bites, Tetsu" Aomine pleaded.
Kise nodded in agreement. He stabbed a piece of cut up chicken with his fork and held it near Kuroko. The bluenette looked away, his face scrunching with disgust. He shook his head.
"Must be his leukemia." Midorima muttered. "Kuroko, you have to eat. If not, you won't get enough nutrients."
"Ooooh, Mama Midorima at her fullest." Akashi smiled. "But, I have to agree with the carrot..."
"WHAT?"
Murasakibara poked a crisp at Kuroko's lips. The small teen kept his lips sealed tightly.
"Come on Kuro-chin, you look like a puppy. You're too small."
"No one defies me and I order you to at least eat a quarter of your brunch!" Akashi ordered, holding his scissors.
Kuroko gulped and opened his mouth slightly, letting Kise feed him. The chicken, to Kuroko, was absolutely tasteless. Aomine helped him swallow his porridge one spoon after another. Although Kuroko refused a few times, Midorima kept nagging and Akashi kept ordering, so he did it anyway. Even though three quarters of the food were still on the tray, Kuroko claimed that he was too full.
"That wasn't too bad, was it?" Kise smiled, eating the leftovers. "This hospital serves the best of the best!"
Kuroko kept quiet, feeling something wrong. Then, he realized what it was.
"I want to vomit" he said, gasping for air.
The Generation of Miracles hurriedly looked everywhere for something to contain the vomit. Kuroko placed both hands over his mouth, leaning forward. Brownish liquid spilled from the small spaces between his fingers.
Grabbing a bucket that he's found under the bed, Kise shoved it in front of Kuroko, letting the boy spill the contents of his stomach into it. Murasakibara patted the boy's back as his body convulsed during each round. The vomiting went on for several minutes, the sound of it filling the room.
"There you go...keep going" Aomine soothed. "It's fine...keep going"
As the sound stopped, Kuroko looked up, his face pale and his hands shaking. Hurriedly, Akashi wiped the stains off and helped Kuroko out of his bed. Gently, he supported the small boy as they made their way to the bathroom.
"Hey, Kuroko!" Kagami greeted walking in. He stumbled back as eyes of different colors stared at him with such coldness...no...sadness, it sent shivers down his spine. Kuroko lay asleep on he ward bed.
"Hey, Bakagami" Aomine greeted.
"Shut it, Ahoemine" Kagamie hissed, leading the Seirin team into the ward.
Aida looked around at the bunch, her trained sight drinking in the numbers of the Generation of Miracles. Their athletic ability, their natural talent. All with amazing numbers.
"Sugoi..." she muttered. Shaking her head, she regained her posture. "Can so many people be here?"
"My Father is Kuroko's doctor. He lets us, Generation of Miracles, stay with him together, but for you guys, I don't know."
"No one said anything, so might as well stay" Hyugga scoffed. He neared the bed and placed a vanilla milkshake on the table beside it. He studied the pale boy, looking younger than usual on the bed.
"How long is it?" he asked.
"If the doctor is correct...he won't live to see Spring."
Well, that's it guys! Be free to review and stuff. Tell me if you think Kuroko should live or die in this story. At first, I planned for him to die, then I feel bad about it... Great, I'm getting dramatic. I don't have much time until the end of mid-term holidays so I'll try to post. If you didn't know, I live in a residential school (boarding school) so...yeah. Like it? Hate it? Leave a review!
