W00T! FINALLY I'M STARTING TO UPDATE THIS BABY REGULARLY AGAIN! SUMMER'S HERE! :D

wheeew~ I'm now in senior year, guys! time to worry for university shit :| but I'll care about that later~ /brick'd

there's so much to do in this two-week worth days off~ hmm hmm hmm hmm I can write fictions, make something for 1st year anniversary Kuroko No Basuke Indonesian fanbase on twitter, continue working on my upcoming novels, revise my version of Twins by TunaForDesert (I really need to improve my english, blargh),etc! :D

and.. if you're confused, I'm Mademoiselle Z xD I changed my pen name to Monsieur Z temporarily for KnB Author forum event! check it out! xD /shameless advertisement/

oh, and there's one unanswered review from ABundleOfDaydreams: This fic confuses me so much? Why are there two Kise Ryoutas? Does that mean all the Generation of Miracles have younger doubles? Obviously they haven't died so it can't be reincarnation so what's going on? Also, if the Generation of Miracles was famous why is nobody freaked out by these younger doubles?

my answer is: the true GOMs is only one. the younger doubles are only ordinary middleschoolers who struggles to become basketball professional players who happen to have the same name as the GOMs. their physical appearance isn't exactly the same as the GOMs :D GOMs are famous back then but they quit basketball 8 years ago as explained in this fic, that's why the younger generations hardly hear their name. just like Michael Jackson who hadn't plan a concert or show from 2001 until 2009-younger generations hardly know him even though he's a legend :D thank you!

and thank you all for all the reviews and faves, everyone! you all make me happy! :D sorry for the confusions!

however, I see that most of you are confused with this fiction :( maybe because of confusing plot, the double GOMs, and my suckish english, no? I almost think to delete this fic.. xD but then there's DRRR. at first, I read it, and my first thought are "wtf?", but the more I read it, the more I understand. I hope this fic becomes like that! xD and I really need beta reader.. but I feel bad to burden my old beta reader (she beta my Teiko Koko fic)..

anyway, sorry for the long author note! please enjoy this chapter! it's 2680 long.. xD

Kuroko No Basket (c) Tadatoshi Fujimaki

"H-huh?" Younger Kise stopped crying. He, along with other four, was stunned. They saw the older Ryouta was… crying?

"M-my bad…" Older Ryouta quickly wiped his tears. "T-that's all for now. I really need some rest. Sorry. Bye."

Ignoring the five youngsters who called him, he ran away, as fast as he could. And nobody could beat the basketball prodigy, even only in running.

"Why… why did he cry?" Aomine blinked.

Akashi sighed. "Probably… it was too painful to him to remember. That's why I was a bit hesitated to ask him about Kuroko-kun."

Kise sniffed. "P-probably… they were teammates, after all. Now I feel bad for losing myself in front of him."

Murasakibara patted Kise's back. "That's okay, Kise-chin."

Midorima fixed his glasses position. "At least, with this, you know what to do if we happen to encounter another Generation of Miracle. Now, stop crying."

Kise nodded. He wiped his tears off.

Older Ryouta reached his apartment.

The blonde threw himself on his bed. He sighed tiredly.

"Tetsuyacchi… I miss you…"

He picked his phone from his pocked. Then, he opened his contacts and scrolled it down.

Atsushi, Murasakibara.

Daiki, Aomine.

Seijuro, Akashi.

Shintarou, Midorima.

He stopped.

Tetsuya, Kuroko.

He kept everyone's number, until now. And he knew everyone—except Kuroko, of course—did the same. However, no one contacted each other until now.

He was not even sure whether they had visited Tetsuyacchi's grave or not. It wasn't like nobody among them cares. It was just too painful, and Ryouta knew that. Probably he was the most emotional since Kuroko's incident.

Why did he have to be such a fool? Why did they have to be such fools? Ryouta gritted his teeth. More importantly, why did Kuroko do such action? Is it the only way Kuroko figured to do? Really? Were they that hopeless?

Were they that hopeless?

"Tetsuyacchi…"

He flipped his phone closed. Better get some rest before he remembered anything from past…

The six teenagers, consisting Akashi Seijuurou, Kise Ryouta, Midorima Shintarou, Aomine Daiki, Momoi Satsuki and Murasakibara Atsushi returned to Tokyo. Before they parted ways, they decided to hang out a little at Maji's and have some dinner together.

Hang out a little, they said. In fact, they wanted to talk about the incident that happened few hours ago.

Midorima coughed. "So… all we could assume, that Generation of Miracles are a basketball group that-"

"Were." Akashi cut him.

"Fine. Generation of Miracles were a basketball group that consisted of five basketball prodigies plus one sixth man—that was our Kuroko Tetsuya—from our middle school, Teiko. They quit basketball ten years ago simultaneously due to unknown reason. And coincidentally, one of the Generation of Miracles that we met goes by the name of Kise Ryouta." Midorima spoke as he eyed Kise.

"And," Akashi added. "We're safe to assume that the rest of the Generation of Miracles have the same name as us too."

"How do you know that?"

"Didn't Kuroko-kun say that we all have the same names as his old friends? And judging by the reaction Kise-senpai gave to us, that is the truth."

"It's normal for him to rage at us like that. He must have thought that we're making fun of him since there's no way five teenagers like us coincidentally have the same name as his and his friends," Midorima said.

"Yeah, as if I ever asked my mother to give me a certain name." Aomine rolled his eyes.

"And," Akashi added once again. "I think there's something happened between Kuroko-kun and his old friends. I mean… he did not really have to act that way, right? Though it's disappointing to have such a gold go waste, especially such gold could have brought Japan's basketball to the whole new level, I think it's overreacting to bully them to the point they raged."

"No idea, man. Not everyone had the same way of thinking like you." Aomine said.

"Unless," Akashi eyed Aomine. "There's something else behind it."

"Meaning?"

"Didn't I say I think there's something happened between Kuroko-kun and his old friends? No matter how much pressure the media could give them, it won't matter as long as they have strong bonds like us."

Aomine, Midorima and Kise were comically blushed a bit. Really. They did not expect Akashi to so bluntly say that they had such strong bonds. However, Murasakibara looked relaxed as if he was used to that. And Momoi did not spare a single expression since the beginning, only listening at them wordlessly.

Midorima coughed. "Oh, well. Not to mention Kise-senpai cried, as if he's telling us that Kuroko committed suicide because of him."

CRACK.

The five boys glanced on the only girl on the table. Momoi's face was all pale; she stared at the glass she just broke. Everyone in the room also turned their head to them.

"I'm so sorry! I'll pay!" Momoi bowed continuously to some workers of the Maji's who approached her after heard the sound of glass breaking. Thankfully they're kind enough to let her only pay half of it, knowing that she with the other five always enjoyed their time there almost every day.

"You okay, Satsuki?" Aomine asked worriedly.

"What's the matter, Momoicchi?"

Momoi shook her head. "N-no, that's okay. It's just that there's something bothers me…"

"What is it?" Midorima asked.

"Nah… nothing… Girls' matters! Boys shouldn't know!" Momoi exclaimed, sticking her tongue.

"Mou, Momoicchi hidoi-ssu!" Kise whined. "But we're worried!"

"Momoi-san, are you sure you're not hiding something we don't know about this?" Akashi eyed her with expectations.

Momoi gulped.

"I… I don't know… it wasn't like I want to hide something from you guys… but I'm just not sure… and I'm afraid you all will get the wrong idea if this isn't confirmed."

"Do tell us clearly, then. Tell everything you know."

"I… I can't…"

"Satsuki, relax. We won't judge you." Aomine sighed. He patted her back gently, as if he was used to this situation.

Momoi huffed nervously. "Fine… but… I heard something about Generation of Miracles from Coach…"

"Yes?"

"Coach told me that… that… there's a rumor about Generation of Miracles…"

"What is it?" The five boys asked simultaneously, impatiently.

"That… that Tetsu-kun… committed suicide… and… uh… he said, probably… the reason was… was… the Generation of Miracles…"

"WHAT?!"

Tetsuya dribbled the basketball around the court without breaking a sweat. The only thing he thanked for of this body was that he did not feel any physical needs—to eat, to drink, or even to rest. When he was alive, he could not go through basketball practice without puking even once. But now, he could play all day long whenever he wanted and he won't get neither fatigued nor tired.

He stopped. He wondered, if this keep going on, will he beat them if he were to meet up with them?

He shook his head. He did not even know if they still play basketball or not.

"Kurokocchiiii!"

"Tetsu-kuuuun!"

He turned his head to the door of the gymnasium, and then smiled. His six kouhais finally are back, with their own bentos in their hands.

"Welcome back, everyone." He greeted. "How was the match?"

"Teiko won, but we did not get to play." Akashi sadly smiled.

"That's right-ssu!" Kise whined.

"It was a waste of time if I didn't even play!" Aomine clicked his tongue.

"Why? Aren't you all first-stringers?"

"Yeah, but they aren't regulars. They're still benchwarmers. They only play if the five starters couldn't play…" Momoi giggled. "But when the chance comes, Coach picked the second years of first strings to play!"

"Even those in the second string could play in friendly matches. Not that I complain, though." Midorima said, being dishonest once again.

"I see." Kuroko said. "Well, I think you coach thinks you're not ready yet to play, don't you think so?"

"I'm more than ready, Kuro-chiiin~ coach only pisses me off that I want to crush hiiiim~…"

"Don't, Murasakibara-kun." Kuroko sighed. "Putting this matter aside, why don't you all start eating your bentos now?"

"Right…" The five boys said weakly, followed by a cheerful "okay!" from the only girl in the room.

They sat on the floor and made a circle. Kuroko joined as well, sitting and waiting patiently as the kids ate silently, without knowing what in the world those six kids thinking about. He occasionally talked to Momoi about stuffs.

Kise eyed Aomine, telling him through his eyes, 'Come on, Aominecchi, ask him!'

Aomine chewed his chicken egg roll brutally. 'Haaa? That wasn't on the plan! Didn't you volunteer yourself to talk with him about the Generation of Miracles?!'

'I know, but to think again, I might hurt Kurokocchi! I don't want him to hate me! So Aominecchi, you go on!'

'Oi, are you telling me that you're sacrificing me?!'

Midorima fixed his glasses position. 'Really, you guys are no use. Let me talk to him, then.'

'Midorimacchi, for real?'

'Yeah, go on. Show some tsundere charms to avoid being hated by him.'

'What do you mean by that, Ahomine?!'

'Who're you callin' aho, megane-freak?!'

'Ne, calm down-ssu! And I'm thankful that Midorimacchi gonna help me! In this case, I don't have to be afraid if Kurokocchi will hate me again!' He winked to Midorima.

Midorima shook his head slightly. 'On the second thought, it's better if we choose Kise to talk with Kuroko.'

'Uwaaaah! Midorimacchi! What's with sudden change of mood?! You're giving me some false hopes!'

'Megane got the point. If Kise were to talk to him, Tetsu won't be sad—he'll get annoyed before he get the chance to shed a tear.'

'Hidoi-ssu!'

The three glanced on Murasakibara who was giving them some intense stare, as if asking him, 'What's the matter?'

'My garlic-flavored Umaibou ran out of stock…'

'MURASAKIBARA/CCHI! DO NOT COMPLAIN ABOUT YOUR SNACKS ON US WITH YOUR EYES!'

"Fine… my garlic-flavored Umaibou ran out of stock…" Murasakibara said.

"TELLING US WITH WORDS ALSO WON'T DO!"

Kuroko, who was talking to Momoi, blinked and turned his head to the boys. "What's wrong?"

This made Akashi chuckled a bit.

"It's nothing, Kurokocchi!" Kise laughed sheepishly, while Aomine and Midorima simply continuing on their food nervously.

Kuroko looked displeased. "I believe there's something you want to talk to me."

"It's… it's nothing!"

It took Momoi not too long before she grasped the situation Kise was in. "A-actually, Tetsu-kun! There's something weird happened!"

"Something weird…?" Now Kuroko turned his head to the girl.

"Yeah… Last week, Nijimura-senpai told us a lot about you. But yesterday he was as if he didn't know you in first place!"

"Really?" Kuroko raised an eyebrow. "What did he tell you about me?"

"That you were a basketball player in our team, and that you're the sixth man of the Generation of Miracles!"

A silence.

Momoi was sure she didn't say anything that would affect his mood, yet Kuroko only sit still with his usual blank face wordlessly, but the stare Kuroko was giving to her was too intense that it was almost scary. Momoi didn't know what to do but stared back to his eyes. Knowing this, Akashi and Midorima looked at Kuroko in anticipation.

"…So I assume everyone already know about Generation of Miracles?" Kuroko finally spoke.

"H… hai. Like I said… we were told by Nijimura-senpai about that. But it seemed that he completely forgot about Generation of Miracles." Momoi said carefully.

"And I thought GOMs are well known back then."

"I'm so sorry!" The teens panicked.

Kuroko formed a thin smile. "That's okay. I don't mind. Besides, I heard they quit basketball about eight to nine years ago. You all were too young back then. The era has changed."

They sighed in relief.

"And about your senpai, probably he was overshadowed by my friend."

They froze, once again, except Akashi who looked interested. "…Overshadowed?"

"It was only a chance, though. There's also other spirits beside me who wanders around Teiko. And it's quite normal. However, only one among them knows a lot about me. Unlike me, he can go wherever he wants. He often visits me at midnight."

"I-I-I-I see." Aomine trembled the most.

"…Aomine-kun, you trembled a lot even though you befriend with a ghost right in front of you."

"Tetsu is different!" He exclaimed.

"Right-ssu!"

Kuroko smiled. "Is that so? Thank you."

"You're welcome!" Kise smiled widely.

"Tetsu is thanking to me, idiot!" Aomine smacked Kise's head.

The bell rang. The teens waved to Kuroko and walked back to their respective classes—Kise was in 1-3, Aomine and Momoi was in 1-4, Murasakibara and Midorima was in 1-6, while Akashi was in 1-1. Their classes were in the same corridor, so they won't bother to separate ways to class.

"Ne, in the end, we didn't get to ask Kurokocchi about Generation of Miracles." Momoi sighed.

"This way, we cannot help him to move on." Midorima sighed.

"How in the world we gonna do that, anyway? A wrong step and he'll get mad!" Aomine grunted.

However, Akashi seemed that he had some idea.

"Then, let's approach Kise Ryouta-senpai."

The five others turned his head to him.

"What do you mean, Akashicchi?" Kise blinked.

"Like a shogi piece or chess, in order to ōte the King, we cannot just go through and capture the King. But first, we had to make some moves and capture the pieces that surround the King. In this case, we cannot just go right to Kuroko-kun to help him." Akashi explained.

Aomine and Kise looked at him, confused. "Meaning…?"

Akashi sighed. "That means, we have to capture the pieces before Kuroko."

"Does that mean we had to kidnap people?!" Aomine said in horror.

"That's just a metaphor, idiot." Midorima sighed.

"Midorima is right. When I said we have to capture, that means we have to approach the pieces we can grasp. And right now, the only piece we know is…

"Kise Ryouta-senpai."

Saturday.

In his apartment, there was Kise Ryouta, who was brewing some coffees that enough for two cup in his kitchen with his right hand, while his left one was used to hold his cellphone. He seemed waiting for someone to answer the phone.

His two-storied apartment was not too small, but spacious enough for one person living there. On the first story contains bathroom plus toilet, a kitchenette with some stools so that he didn't need to buy extra dining table and chairs, some sofas, and a coffee table. On the second story there's only a room with one single bed, a desk, a chair, a small sofa, and a television with some games such as playstation, etc.

Ever since he bought this apartment, he didn't get to stay longer than two weeks in a row at home. He was a pilot, after all. He had to go to various places, often overseas, and he only got to stay at home at least twice a month.

But now, he seemed he need some rest.

His phone was answered. "Ah… Kawahada-san? Good morning. Uh, yeah… I need some rest, so can I take my vacation that I didn't take last year? Yes? Oh… yeah. I can consider taking that. Okay. So that means I can? Really? Thank you!"

Clicked.

Sighing, he dipped two cubes of sugar into the coffee, stirred it, and took a sip.

"This is relaxing…" He thought as he brought the coffee with him to the sofa. This was his routine when he was home—a cup of coffee or two before breakfast, with him relaxing on his sofa without some unnecessary sound or anything. Just him, with his coffee, sitting on the sofa. And more, he was taking some day off.

Just as he was about to have another cup, the bell rang.

"Who might that be in this hour?" Kise sighed. It was already ten in the morning, but he wasn't used to have guest so early until noon.

He got up and walked to the door. He peeked through peeking hole to know who that was.

And to his surprise, six teenagers were seen outside, eagerly waiting for him to open the door.

DUN DUN DUN!

sorry for giving you too much cliffhangers. I didn't mean to. but in the next chapter, I'll try to make sure none of them found! :D

and yes, talking through eyes is a special ability that can be used in real world with people who have strong bonds. though I doubt anyone can talk that long through their eyes like Kise, Aomine, Midorima and Murasakibara did in this chapter xD