And here we go with another addition~. I am sorry for the short length to these but I have told you guys at the beginning that these are drabbles. They aren't supposed to be too long or anything. Maybe when I really get back into the swing of my writing again I'll actually create a full length story revolved around these. Okay so I got two reviews for Chapter 3 in the short time after posting it so I'll go ahead and do a review corner~-.

1. BlackCatAnimeGirl- Hun if I'm doing the Generation of Miracles and I've already done three, of course I'm going to continue. I still have two more to go which should be posted tomorrow or the day after.
2. Jodie-chan- Ehh you cried again? Well this chapter is more fluffy than angsty I guess. It's kinda hard to do Murasakibara angst when he's off the court really. Your praises seriously make me feel like I'm floating on air. That's how happy they make me. Honestly I'm kind of rushing through the chapters but eventually I am planning on going back and adding in more details and a better way of conveying emotions. So I hope you'll stick with me for the last few additions to Life and Death. ^^-

I know that 7 reviews aren't that big of a deal or anything to some people, but I love getting reviews. Even one or two. It just means someone took the the time to read it, and if they leave a review that seriously seems thought out it just makes me all the more happy. Especially if it has praise and/or necessary critic in it. But hey guys there are two members of the Generation of Miracles left. Who knows which ones gonna be tackled next?

Now I know this one is a little shorter than the others even though I love Mukkun to death, but here we go.

Part 4: Murasakibara

Fate has his own ways of fighting against his creator, Life. Occasionally he would intervene when Life decides to throw away one of her creations. Instead of letting them fall into the hands of Death, Fate repaired the broken 'toy' until it could stand on its' own once again and prove it wasn't as boring as she had thought. Sometimes even his intervention couldn't help, but others it causes happiness beyond the limits of ones' heart. It is Fate who shows sweetness along with his Uncle Death.

Murasakibara Atsushi, called a giant for his monstrous height, dragged his feet as he walked away from the classroom. The teacher had asked him to stay after classes to give him yet another lecture about eating snacks during lesson time. Of course Murasakibara just ignored the man. Hunching over to peer into his bag he stopped moving. For some reason he couldn't find it in him to grab his snack, a new flavor he found by chance when he was walking with Kuroko one previous day. The thought of the younger boy made him start moving again.

He really wanted to see Kuroko. "Kurochin looks yummy," the young man with hair a shade of wondrous violet stated to himself, looking down when his stomach gave a rumble of agreement. Still, he didn't want to eat that snack. "But Kurochin is an idiot." Of course he didn't mean it in a bad way... Murasakibara pouted, desiring more than anything to get out of this school already.

"I'm sorry for being an idiot then, Murasakibara-kun." Stated a very familiar voice as he passed by an empty hallway, making him stop dead in his tracks and look around.

"Kurochin?" Maybe his stomach was making him hear things. Looking down once again he poked his stomach, directing his next question to it like a child one when they didn't understand. "Did my stomach speak to me?" Waiting a few moments and receiving no answer, Murasakibara just shrugged his shoulders and continued on his way. And Kuroko just watched from his shadows, his paling eyes never leaving the other broad retreating back.

"Thank you for being my friend."

Shaking violet bangs out his eyes, Murasakibara slowed his movements, staring down at the spot where Kuroko would normally be if he was by his side. "Kurochin should come back to us," he stated, finally taking out the treat Kuroko gave him. It was a one of the rare mystery flavored snacks he tried to stock up on. Since he had been down with a cold the day they went on sale he missed his chance to get them though. Kuroko had managed to pick one up and give it to him the next day though. That was a day before it all happened.

"I would like that very much." If anything Kuroko's one desire at that moment was to be by the sides of his teammates, enjoying the peacefulness after a good match, or listening to the ramblings of Aomine and Kise while having a pleasant conversation about vanilla flavored snacks with Murasakibara.

The violet haired young man hummed, nodding his head at the answer. He had accepted that this might be a figment of his imagination but he didn't care. Kurochin was Kurochin after all. Only that mattered to him. "I'll get you that vanilla shake you like so much," Murasakibara drawled out, glancing down to see a faint outline of cotton candy blue and pale skin. Without thinking about it he placed his hand on that always fluffy hair and smiled softly before retracting his hand to open his snack.

Popping it into his mouth he only said, "It tastes like vanilla raspberries, Kurochin." I want to eat this flavor forever. Using his peripheral vision, Murasakibara saw the corners of Kuroko's lips- despite their translucency- twitch upwards into a smile that morphed into a barely audible smile before he disappeared. "Hurry back, Kurochin~." Like a child would he called out as if making a promise to play together again, savoring the taste of his vanilla raspberry treat. Now I really want to taste Kurochin….