Kiseki Kids
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Character(s): Akashi Seijuro, Aomine Daiki, Kise Ryota, Kuroko Tetsuya
Story Summary: A demon dwells in the Kuroko household in the form of Akashi Seijuro.
Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basuke belongs to Fujimaki Tadatoshi.
#6 Red Demon
Ryouta skipped through the streets, excitement overwhelming his whole being. After spending most of his summer in the countryside, he could finally see Kurokocchi (and Aominecchi); but that didn't mean the countryside wasn't fun. It was a wonderful experience.
The memories of summer and eagerness to see his friends caused the flowers to bloom and float around him. Fortunately, no one was nearby or they would have been blinded.
Upon arriving at the familiar house, his arms stretched outwards to push the door bell by the gate. Soon, a click and the door swung open. Not being able to control it anymore, he ran inside and jumped to hug the person at the entrance.
"Kurokocchi!"
However, a cold and dark aura replaced the positive feelings surrounding him. His confusion only grew. Kurokocchi had always made him warm and fuzzy inside, and since when did Kurokocchi become so small?
Pulling away to take a good look, his honey-colored orbs meet diabolical crimson ones. The promise of pain in those eyes pierced through him.
"Who are you?"
Ryouta never got to answer, for he had already chosen the wise decision of running out of the door, screaming.
Tetsuya emerged from the kitchen, a dish cloth in hand, curious about the commotion he heard. His powder blue eyes curiously looked at the open door, then at his cousin who seemed fascinated by it.
"Who was it, Seijuro-kun?"
Tetsuya shouldn't have asked. A misleadingly innocent smile that shouldn't belong to an eight-year-old graced Seijuro's face.
"Just a lost puppy."
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Game over.
Daiki groaned.
In two days, summer would end and he still hadn't defeated the Evil Emperor. So he promised himself that today would be the day he would finish it, which was why he had locked himself inside his room after breakfast. His mother had come once or twice to lecture him that he should be doing his homework. He simply ignored this and focused on getting successful hits on the final boss.
Just a bit more, Daiki said to himself as the boss's life bar depleted.Just one more hit!
"Aominecchi!"
The high-pitched cry had his hands nearly drop the controller. Unfortunately for him, the Evil Emperor recovered from its dizzy state and countered with a crushing one-hit kill. The screen darkened before displaying the mocking words, 'Game over.'
Upset, he threw the controller at his bed and stomped towards the door, pulling it open. "Ryouta—!"
"Kurokocchi is in danger!" Ryouta interjected.
This caught Daiki off guard. Tetsu? In danger? "Why would Tetsu be in danger?"
"There's a demon residing in his home! A red demon!"
The tanned boy stared at the other for a long while before he closed the door.
"Aominecchi, it's true!" came Kise's muffled voice.
The door opened ajar with Daiki peeking, still reluctant to believe his friend. "Are you sure?"
"I even hugged it!"
"What? You hugged it?"
Ryouta nodded. "I thought it was Kurokocchi. It's small but scary with those red eyes! What are we going to do? What if…what if—" His worries didn't reach Daiki whose mind focused on the problem.
A demon in Tetsu's house…What should they do? And how? He only knew how to catch cicadas and crayfish, play basketball, video games…
An idea popped in his head. That's it!
The blond boy rambled on and on, not noticing his friend had disappeared to the closet until he looked up. "Aominecchi?"
"I'm here in the closet. Just looking what we can use to defeat that demon."
Confusion turned to shock. "Wha—Are you crazy?! There's no way we can fight!"
At that statement, Daiki jumped out of the closet. "Not without this!" Then he brandished a butterfly net, looking so proud as if he had pulled Excalibur from the stone.
"A…net?" Ryouta stared at his friend a long time, dumbfounded. Then he snapped. "How is it going to help us?!"
"This is not just a net!" Daiki protested. "It's the ultimate weapon! I captured sixteen cicadas in just one run. I'm sure we can catch the demon with this!"
"Eh?!"
"Here, this is yours." Daiki handed over the net before walking to the closet. "Now where's the other one?"
And the navy-haired boy got lost in his closet again. Ryouta could only stand there and watch.
Did they stand a chance?
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Tetsuya picked the cheap and good quality products he could find as he browsed through the grocery. The only thing left undone in his list was replenishing their food supply. However, his mind was preoccupied with a certain redhead, having entrusted the task of watching over the house to him. His parents won tickets for two to Okinawa and took this an opportunity to have a vacation after a long while. And so, they left the responsibility to take care of the house and his cousin while they were gone.
The reason for his worry wasn't because he had no trust in Seijuro. For an eight-year-old, the boy was responsible, capable, and mature. A simple task like that wouldn't be no problem for him.
"Don't worry, Tetsuya. I'll make sure to drive out unwelcome visitors."Crimson eyes glinted mischievously as those words left his mouth.
Tetsuya's real concern was the unfortunate people who crossed his cousin's path as they wouldn't have the chance to live and tell the tale.
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Taking orders from anyone didn't exist in Seijuro's dictionary but Tetsuya's request earlier was an exception. It was simply a task of watching over the house. Nothing difficult. However, that didn't explain why he was in a sour mood.
The blond boy who had waltzed inside his territory without permission, dared to hug him, and never answered his question.
Thinking about it had dropped the temperature around him to subzero.
The perfect example of a disobedient dog. To make it worse, this one knew Tetsuya.
The door bell rang, abruptly stopping his thoughts. Seijuro turned to the wall clock. It had only been five minutes since Tetsuya left the house. Did he forget something?
No.
Tetsuya could have opened the door since he had a key.
Seijuro walked to the entrance, eyeing the door. It could be the 'dog' again. He could easily scare him off like earlier. After turning the knob, the door opened and he met the net which swiftly caught his head.
"Gotcha!" The tanned boy grinned.
The dog from earlier joined the cheer. "Aominecchi, you did it! You got the demon!"
"Now all we need is exorcise him!"
"Eh? How are we going to do that?"
'Aominecchi' thought for a while. "Say prayers?"
"But we don't know one!"
"Maybe we can bring him to the temple."
"The temple is too far away!"
"Then what you think we should think?"
"Let me go."
Both of their attention returned to the captured redhead, paling as soon as they saw the ominous aura around him. His eyes glowed like a predator in the night.
"If you don't…"
Screams echoed throughout the neighborhood.
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Upon arriving home, Tetsuya didn't expect to see his cousin waiting for him at the entrance. What bothered him more was the smile seemed different than the usual, as if he resembled a satisfied snake that caught its prey. Putting down the groceries first, he then took off his shoes at the genkan.
"Did something happen?" he asked, taking the groceries with him to the kitchen.
"I earned two servants."
Servants? Before Tetsuya could ask what his cousin meant, his powder blue eyes widened when he saw two familiar boys, each body wrapped in a rope, looking like earthworms. How did his cousin do it? He'd rather not ask.
Daiki wiggled in an attempt to free himself. "Oi, Tetsu, get us out of here!"
"I don't want to be a worm!" Ryouta complained.
Tetsuya could feel a headache coming. His cousin certainly had a knack of making friends.
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#7 Summer Homework
Three children found themselves buried in notebooks and books as they crammed to finish their homework. Well, only the two of them since Seijuro had finished his a long time ago. He didn't want any obstacle that would hinder him from spending time with his cousin. Now, the boy thought it would be the perfect time to leisurely read a book while he watched his 'servants' suffer.
As frustration reached its peak, Daiki clutched his head. "Ah, this is so hard! Ryouta, do you know how to answer this one?"
"Sorry, I have no idea." Ryouta could feel his brain getting split into two with all the information.
Daiki then turned to the redhead. "What about you, Seiju—"
Small fingers carefully lifted a leaf before flipping it. "I don't remember giving you permission to call me by my first name."
A huff. "Akashi, do you know?"
"I know."
Silence.
"Aren't you going to help us?"
Another silence.
"Oi—"
"No."
"Then what are you doing in my house if you're not going to help in the first place?!"
"It's the master's job to see how his subjects are doing."
With a groan, Daiki let his head fall onto the table. Why did Tetsu have a cousin like him?!