I do not own Kuroko no Basket. It belong to the respectful owner, Tadatoshi Fujimaki.

Much OOC. Much AU.

I like this chapter. I failed at English and Unbeta'd.
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STORY FOUR


The weekend at the Kise household was filled with the sound of pots and pans falling, the squeaking of shoes on the floor, and the sound of a woman yelling at a particular blond teen to get out of her way. The house was full of life. Ryouta narrows his eyes at the woman, "Uhh, okaa-san… What's going on?" His mother look at him with an irritated look, ready to punch anyone and everyone in her way. Hell has no wrath over his mother when she's pushed into a sudden meeting with only 10minutes to get ready. Especially early in the morning AND on a weekend, the only real time she gets to spend with her family.

She looks at the teen and suddenly sees a little boy behind Ryouta's legs. By the looks of it, the little boy just woke up from all of the commotion that was happening. He rubs his eyes and looks up, seeing his mother ready to leave. "I'm sorry Tetsuya, Okaa-san has some important business to attend to", Tetsuya, as tired as he was, could only nodded. Their mother kissed Tetsuya on the forehead and narrowed her eyes at Ryouta, "Take care of your brother. Love you both!" Before Ryouta could open his mouth, she was already out of the door.

"What am I going to do now?" sighing, Ryouta could only stares at his tired brother. Once again their father was overseas and both of their sisters were out. 'I have practice today too' he thought, quickly coming up with an idea, he grabs his phone and texts all his friends. All but one.

To: Everyone!
From: Hot blond Supermodel
Message:
( ⋂‿⋂') Anyone free to take care of Tetchan? I have practice today and I don't think I can bring him along (⊃д⊂)

Pressing send. He looks at the sleepy child near him. "Ne~ Tetchan. Let's have some breakfast yeah?" Ryouta asked his brother. Finally conscious of his surroundings and what is happening, Tetsuya blankly looks up at his brother and nods.

Making their way to the kitchen, Ryouta starts to think about Tetsuya and who can take care of him. He doesn't want to miss out on practice because he knows he will get kicked in by the captain – he wasn't prepared for another round of kicks, punches and other sorts of physical punishments. Lost in thought, he stood still for a couple of moments before feeling a tug on his pants noticing the little Kise was trying to get his attention. He returned back to reality, he only smiled at the little one.

Ryouta only prepared something simple and easy for them both, hopefully not making too much of a mess which he was known for creating when he was in the kitchen. Just some rice, an omelette, chopped up sausages and a tub of yogurt for each of them. Tetsuya frowned at what was presented in front of him, but was relieved that house didn't burn down or a large fire started. They both thanked for food they have and just ate in silence.

Once settling down, Ryouta brings out his phone and checks for any new messages. Luckily he's received a reply from everyone plus another message to his surprise. Opening up the messages one by one, he started to fall into a state of failure. Each message stating they were busy with practice, like himself, or they had other prior commitments. Defeated, Ryouta finally opens the last extra message he received and was scared. Scared for his life. "How?" he whispered and read the message, praying his life won't end today.

To: Kise Ryouta
From: Akashi Seijūrō
Message: You failed to text me about looking after Tetsuya. Ryouta, I'm highly disappointed in you. I would love to take care of Tetsuya for the day. I've asked your captain to triple your training and next time I see you… Well, you should know what will happen if you DON'T ask me but ask the others.

Ryouta was shaken up and was scared for dear life. He buried his face in his hands and just let out a heavy sigh before closing his phone, placing it aside. Tetsuya noticed his brother and spoke. "Nii-san, what's wrong?"
Looking up, he sees the little one with a worried look on his face. Slapping his face, making the little one flinch, he looked back and smiled. "Oh it's nothing Tetchan. I'm just trying to figure out what to do"
Pondering to himself, 'Akashicchi is my only hope unless…' stopping mid-thought he quickly grabbed his phone and texted his captain.

To: Kasamatsu-senpai
From: Hot blond Supermodel
Message: SENPAI! Can I bring my little brother along to practice?
(⊃д⊂) He's easy to take care of – we only just need a book or two, some drawing materials, a few snacks and a flat surface and he will occupy himself! PLEASE SENPAI! I DON'T WANT TO GIVE HIM TO AKASHICCHI! NOT WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME. PLUS NO ONE CAN TAKE CARE OF HIM! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEE!

After pressing send to a practical begging text message, Ryouta had war-like flashbacks of when Tetsuya and Akashi met for the first time. Oh, how grim it was… For Ryouta that is.

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Having a nice discussion among themselves and having some lunch after receiving a text from someone saying they're going to be late, the group of teens were enjoying what was happening. That moment ended as soon as a particular late blond appeared. The dubbed 'Generation of Miracles' basketball team just looked at the teen with irritation. Ryouta only made a dumb face with his tongue sticking out before Aomine hit his chin ultimately biting his tongue. Aomine laughed, Midorima snickered before covering it up to fix his glasses, Murasakibara just continue eating and Akashi just sighed.

Ryouta was on the ground in pain relieving a tiny boy with a worried expression on his face. "What's wrong? Do you need help?" croaked the boy. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the cute little one. They just stared in awe, 'How can some cute child be with this idiot', they all thought.

"Where did you get this child Ryouta?" Akashi started.
"Child abduction is illegal you know Kise," Midorima added.
"He so cute, I want to eat him up" Murasakibara licked his lips staring at the little boy.
"Why the hell did you bring a child you bastard!" yelled Aomine.
Silence. Everyone glared at Aomine. Realising what he had just done, he just stepped back nervously knowing something was about to occur. "Do I need to remind you that there is a child present DAI-KI" stated Akashi. Aomine knew that tone, he knew it so well. He knew he was in hell.

"I believe either two options for punishments are available. Which one do you want? Option A or Option B?" said the red head. Aomine just kept quiet and kept to himself, seeing the sight before him Akashi could only smirk – he was going to add to his training menu and ultimately burn those filthy magazines he kept.

The small boy kept to Ryouta's side and just ruffled his hair hoping he is okay. With the pain slowly fading away, Ryouta looked up and the boy. He hugged him tightly hoping to never let go. "AHHHH! Tetchan cares so much for me! I feel loved!" cried Ryouta. Hitting him to let go, Ryouta finally let go of the little one and stared at his friend who all had a shocked look on their face. Forgetting to mention it he finally had a chance with the person in question.

"Ahh, I forgot to tell you guys. This is my little brother, Tetchan" nodding at the little one to introduce himself. His brother was nervous and quietly spoke, "Hello, my name is Kise Tetsuya. Nice to meet you". The softly spoken child gazed up and saw each one of his brother's friend to have a slight blush on their face.
"How much?" one said.
"What?" Ryouta questioned. 'Who is asking how much? For what? Who? What?' Ryouta thought to himself in confusion.
"Ryouta." Ryouta finally looked up and recognised who was speaking and directly stared at Akashi. The redhead continued, "How much?"
"For what?"
"For him" pointing at Tetsuya. Ryouta's jaw dropped, and hugged Tetsuya tightly. "He's not for sale Akashicchi!" Ryouta defied.
"How much, name your price" stated the red head. He was firm of making Tetsuya his and his alone. "No Akashicchi! He's my brother and not for sale!" Ryouta dared to defy him again. Irritated, Akashi got up, went over to Tetsuya and grabbed him out of Ryouta's hold to pick him up.
"My name is Akashi Seijūrō, you may call me Sei-nii" stated Akashi. "Hello, Sei-nii" whispered Tetsuya who was wanting to go back to his brother but Akashi wouldn't allow it. "How about we get you some ice cream Tetsuya? My treat of course!" Those words to Tetsuya brighten his world and he nodded furiously. "I want Vanilla Sei-nii!" Tetsuya cheered, only giving a reason for Akashi to smirk.

Seeing his brother's reaction, Ryouta was frozen and looked like he was about to shatter at any moment. Aomine started to poke the blond - he was solid ice. No movement. No reaction. Nothing. Aomine grinned knowing a final blow was about to be hit on the teen. Midorima knew what was coming, and smiled a little. "So Tetsuya," Akashi looked back at Ryouta who was frozen in place, "how about becoming Akashi Tetsuya instead? It had a nicer ring than Kise Tetsuya and you get all vanilla you want!" Akashi smiled back at Ryouta. "All the vanilla?" asked the little one. Akashi turned back to the small one and nodded. "OKAY SEI-NII!" shouted the little one, hugging the red head.

His world shattered. His little brother was with someone else. He beloved little brother agreed to become someone else's. Like old and fragile broken mirror, he was slowly being chipped away at. Seeing the two laughing and smiling, he finally just turned into a cloud of dust.
Aomine sneezed, Midorima covered his face preventing from Ryouta from getting into his eyes and Murasakibara was unfazed of what just happened and continued to eat his food. "TETCHAN!" he cried trying to pick himself up, only collapsing to the ground.

To get Tetsuya back, he had to bribe and beg him and Akashi. Seeing the sad sight before them, Akashi gave grace and returned Tetsuya but only stating right after, "I will have what is mine Ryouta. Don't forget that."

The entire flashback was enough for Ryouta to run away to another country with Tetsuya. Hearing the vibration of his phone, snapping him out of thought, Ryouta grabbed his phone and read the reply. He was relieved and ecstatic about the whole arrangement.

To: Idiot blond
From: Kasamatsu-Senpai
Message: Ughhhh. As much as I don't want to, I did ask coach about it. He said it was ok due to your circumstances. Let just hope the kid isn't like you – An annoyance.

Just as he was excited, he was pulled down. "An annoyance" cried Ryouta forgetting that his brother was also with him. "Nii-san, what's happening?" quickly snapping to, Ryouta grinned and beamed happiness, "Your great NII-SAN just convinced everyone to let you watch me in practice today. So how about it?"
Tetsuya's eyes widen and started to sparkle. 'Practice… Basketball?' he thought. Looking back at Ryouta, he smiled and nodded. "Well then, you'll be on the bench though. So we'll have to pack you some books, snacks and other things-ssu!" exciting to see his brother finally watch him practice was a dream for Ryouta. Turning to Tetsuya, who once had a beaming face, had a face of slight disappointment.

"Ne, Ne… What's wrong Tetchan? I thought you were excited?"
"I want to play too" whispered the little one who started to lower his head.
"Tetchan, don't worry… We'll play but you gotta watch your big strong brother and his team mates play first okay?" Assuring the little one, he lifted his head up and once again had a smile on his face.

What seemed like hours to Ryouta this morning, was only a short time in reality. Getting himself ready, and packing extra things for Tetsuya, they were finally on their way to Ryouta's practice.

After a short trip, they finally arrived at Kaijo High. Due to having club activities – mainly practice in this case, the school was opened. Holding Tetsuya's hand, Ryouta started to point and show all the facilities Kaijo has. Tetsuya was impressed by what his brother told him, proudly thinking 'I'm a good brother' and 'I'm so smart in Tetsuya's eyes'.

Making their way over to the gym, Ryouta saw the team gathering noticing he was a couple minutes late. That was fine to him especially since he has gotten a little attachment he's sporting. The brothers made their way up to the team and Ryouta grinned while Tetsuya was holding his hand and just stayed behind him. Interaction with new people made Tetsuya nervous, and since he was always introducing himself to his brother's friends and team mates, he picked up a habit of hiding behind him.

"Ne! Ne! Sorry, I'm late! But I have someone to introduce you guys to" Letting go of Tetsuya's hand and stepping to the side to reveal the little boy. "This is my little brother, Tetchan" Ryouta gleefully said. He placed his hands back Tetsuya's shoulder nudging him forward a bit. Tetsuya looked at his brother and looked at a confused team in front of him. "Hello, my name is Kise Tetsuya. Nice to meet you" he said in his softly spoken voice. 'Wait… Déjà vu' Ryouta narrowed his eyes in thought and just got lost in it.

One by one, each member introduced themselves to the little one and once it was Kasamatsu's turned, he glanced over to Ryouta who still was lost in thought. Walking past the little one, he gave a good whack to him snapping him back to reality. Ryouta cried and yelped in pain, Kasamatsu satisfied went back to Tetsuya who started to giggle.

Confused, Kasamatsu bent down to Tetsuya's level and began to speak, "Sorry about that idiot brother of yours. I'm Kasamatsu Yukio. Nice to meet you," he ruffled his hair and Tetsuya kept giggling and smiled politely back. "Why are you giggling?" the older teen questioned before returning to normal height. Tetsuya looked up, and stared at Kasamatsu. "Because you do what I do sometimes" stated the little one. The captain raised an eyebrow at the boy, before he dashed to his brother to see if he's alright.

Ryouta looked up to see Tetsuya patting his head. He smirked and quickly grabbed Tetsuya, putting him into the 'Look-At-My-Adorable-Little-Brother' hug. The little one knows all his hugs, this one in particular was one to show off to others. He knew that his brother wanted to establish that the little one is his, and only his. No one can have him.

His team just looked at the pair with sympathy. Sympathy for the child, being paired up with that idiot. Granted they were amazed by his athletic abilities but the poor, poor child. Being stuck with him, and on top of that being related to him, they feel so bad for Tetsuya.

After Ryouta let go of Tetsuya, their coach and captain brought out today training regime and quickly spoke about up-coming practices and matches. Nothing special to the team, just the usual. After being dismissed to get changed, if they're already not in their practice clothes, Ryouta brought Tetsuya over to the sidelines to sit at the bench. Getting all of his little brother's stuff out of his bag and piling it next to him, Ryouta smiled and dashed off to quickly get changed into his other clothes.

Tetsuya just sat there reading a children's book, which surprised the Kaijo team. 'His little brother likes to read' they thought, dumbfounded that the intelligence the family had most likely skipped Ryouta and was poured onto Tetsuya. The team just snickered while looking at the boy, making Tetsuya feel uncomfortable.

"Oi, get to practice" yelled their captain. Shrugging it off, the team started doing their normal drills and exercises. Ryouta returned to the court and made his way to his brother just to check if everything is fine, the little one only nodded and just sat there reading. Pouting, Ryouta made his way over to the court before being halted by Kasamatsu.

The captain looked up at Ryouta and grinned, "I received a message from an unknown number before." The blond gulped, he knew Akashi has done something that will destroy him. Kasamatsu continued, "He said to triple your training today. All it said was Akashi at the end. Do you know anything about this?" he questioned.

Sweat started to pour down Ryouta's face even before practicing, "No. Nothing at all!" he lied.
"But it doesn't seem to be a bad idea either" the captain smirked before dashing off to participate in his exercises.

Ryouta watched him dash away, he quickly glanced at Tetsuya who was just busying himself with his books. Letting out a sigh of relief that his brother is with him and not Akashi was worth the tripled menu he thought before making his way over to do some warm ups.

Tetsuya watched his brother and his teammates play and practice in disappointment. He wanted to play too, but watching them he knew it was best to wait till Ryouta offered him to play. Hearing the sounds of the ball bouncing, the sound it when rebounding from the board, when it went through the net, or simply the squeaking of the shoes on the polished floor gave Tetsuya and itch. An itch to play. Sighing, the little one returned to reading but soon after couldn't concentrate on what he was reading and decided to bring out his colouring materials and sketch book instead.

Seeing what was in front of him, Tetsuya decided to draw what he liked the most about basketball. Drawing himself and taller figure next to him with an orange ball with them, in addition to that, he drew a vanilla shake and books on the side.

Catching a breather, Kasamatsu is curious to see what Tetsuya is doing. Walking to the little one and bending down to his level, which startled him. Look at what he was drawing, Kasamatsu ruffled Tetsuya's hair. "So what are you drawing?" he asked.
"I like basketball. I am drawing basketball. That's me playing basketball with Nii-san and Dai-nii," he whispered, lowering his head down to not show the slight blush he has on his face. 'There we go' thought Kasamatsu, knowing that the idiot blond and the kid here are related in some aspect.

"So, what do you like about basketball?" continuing on the conversation.
Tetsuya looked up and smiled, "I like everything about basketball!" Smiling at what he was told, he knew that both of them shared the same love for the sport. Getting up and sitting next to Tetsuya, he glanced over to the court to see a frowning blond staring right at them.

Kasamatsu rolled his eyes at the antics of the basketball idiot, and just sat and began talking to the idiot's brother. "So, how is your brother at home?" he questioned. Tetsuya blankly stared at the black haired teen. "Nii-san?" he answered back. Only to see his brother's captain nod.
"Um. He's nice and likes to play games with me, but sometimes he's mean and he also hugs me too much which hurts" said the little one. 'That moron sure does love his brother a lot' thought Kasamatsu, before he could speak, Tetsuya continued to talk.
"He likes to play basketball with me and Dai-nii. Me and Dai-nii always win against him but he's also mean!" Tetsuya pouted causing the teen next to him chuckle lightly.

"What does he do?" Kasamatsu asked before ruffling Tetsuya's hair.
"Nii-san played dress up with me one time and made me cry because he said he was going to quit being a model because of me. And when it was my first day of school two weeks ago, he started to run around the house holding me. I did not like that" frowned the child.
'He really loves him a lot' the dark hair teen thoughts, smiling at Tetsuya and brought him closer to him to see a glaring blond off in the distance.

Ryouta was ready to pounce at any given moment but knew that he had to be a good example to his brother who was with the person he wanted to throw a basketball at. He knew it wasn't safe knowing a fly kick or two will happen. All he could do is glare at them.

Seeing what the blond was doing off in the distance, Kasamatsu whispered to Tetsuya, "Why don't you get a little revenge on your brother?" He smirked while talking to the little one. "Re-ven-ge?" questioned Tetsuya. Chuckling, the older teen replied, "You know… Payback?"
Tetsuya understood now, "Okay Yuki-nii". Rapidly looking away, Kasamatsu put his hand over his mouth and covered his blushing face. 'So cute' he thought.

Planning with the little one on what to do, both of them nodded in approval of their plan and looked back on the court. The little might have mentioned something about a particular redhead that easily defeats the blond. They see a particular figure death gripping a basketball and grinding his teeth out of frustration. Seeing how he caught his breath, Kasamatsu got up and winked at Tetsuya who only nodded, "If you're going to break that, you owe the school a new basketball!" he yelled while walking back to the court. Tetsuya smiled and continued to draw and colour his drawing.

"Break!" their coach announced while blowing his whistle to signal it. Dashing to Tetsuya, Ryouta grabbed a towel and wiped his sweat before sitting next to his brother. "Ne, ne! What did you draw Tetchan?" the blond questioned. Tetsuya quickly hid the drawing and covered it with his hands out of embarrassment. "Nothing!" he quickly responded. Smirking at the little one, he smiled and started to tickle him.

Laughing, giggling and on the verge of tears, Tetsuya couldn't stop laughing. "Ne! Ne! It's obviously nothing Tetchan!" stated Ryouta. "No!" Tetsuya laughed. "Nii-san! Stop!" He couldn't stop laughing, Ryouta was going to get his way to see what his little brother had drawn.
The entire team just questioned themselves of what the blond was doing to his brother. Shrugging it off, they went to break, however, Kasamatsu was starting to get irritated a vein or two popped out of his head.

After uncovering the drawing, and a laughing child was calmed down. The older one picked up the drawing and stared at it in awe. "Nii-san give it back!" the small one commanded. Not bothering with what was just said, Ryouta hugged his brother tightly while holding the piece drawing. "So Tetchan drew me and him playing basketball?" questioned the older teen.
"Nii-san smells funny" Tetsuya responded. Letting go of the smaller one, Ryouta grinned and asked again, "So you drew me and you playing basketball?". Upon hearing his brothers question Tetsuya looked away and buried his face in hands. "No!" he responded. 'Obviously it is' Ryouta thought and once again hugged the smaller boy.

The drawing was of three figures on a basketball court. A little boy, two teenaged boys and two basketballs. The small figure had one basketball and was smiling, while the blond figure had a large grin on his face and the dark blue haired teen had a smug look on his face. They were playing basketball and they were happy and enjoying themselves. To the right of the page, there was a Maji cup with the caption "Vanilla Shake" and books below it. Tetsuya titled the piece, "I basketball"

"I think he has had enough of your 'love'" a voice pointed out. Ryouta glared at the source and pouted, "He's mine!". Kasamatsu just rolled his eyes and looked at Tetsuya, "Nii-san, let me go. Yuki-nii is right".
"Yu-ki-nii" Ryouta whispered. Heartbreak. He knew that déjà vu was warning something. Tearing up a bit, he hugged the little one tightly and cried, "Nooo! Tetchan is mine! No one will have Tetchan!"
Fed up with Ryouta's antics, Kasamatsu separated the two and grabbed Tetsuya. Holding up Tetsuya, Kasamatsu asks the boy, "Tetsu-kun" he paused to glance at a crying puppy next to them, "how would you like to become Kasamatsu Tetsuya instead?" he grinned.

Ryouta was stunned. He collapsed on the floor, on his knees and he lifted his arms with a teary face, "No! Tetchan! Say no! You love me! Don't you?!" he cried. "Okay Yuki-nii". Ryouta broke. The pile of dust state had returned. Never would he had thought that they would do this to him.
Kasamatsu and Tetsuya walked out to get some fresh air. Returning to a normal state, Ryouta quickly got up and followed them only to see Tetsuya stick his tongue out at him.

Oh what special brotherly love.


Author Note: Could have wrote more to it, but my brain malfunctioned. But how you like it?!
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