(A/N) I AM SOOOOOO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG! Here, have some cookies as an apology.

Murasakibara: They better not be my cookies!

Me: I'm not promising anything...

Murasakibara: They are mine, aren't they?

Kuroko: Hello.

All: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! Jesus Christ Kuroko!


Kise vs Akashi Route

PART : 1

Kuroko's POV

Why am I here again? Looking around at the bland surroundings, I wince. The gray walls seem to close in, but I don't think they are, it just seems like it... or maybe they are. I don't know. I don't think I'll ever get an answer to that.

"Kuroko Tetsuya! Are you there?! You better not give me any trouble tonight!" the harsh voice rings out, and I spin around, tense, to find the same emptiness there. Frowning, I back up against the wall closest to me, squeezing my eyes shut. LET ME WAKE UP. I take a deep breath, pinching my cheeks. LET ME WAKE UP.

"Why would you want to wake up?" A bone chilling tone enters my ear, and I lurch forward, but get caught before my back leaves the rough surface.

"I gave you everything! A house to sleep in, clothes, and food too. How dare you be so ungrateful! You've turned out to be too much like your father, and look where THAT got him." My face burning, I slam my stronger hand behind me and push away. LET ME WAKE UP, LET ME WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE-

"Are you there?" A frail voice attracts my attention to the only object in the room. Turning,I peer into the dull reflection. The mirror holds a warped copy of a young child, and I almost turn away. Her faded blue hair is covered by scarlet splotches, and her eyes are a sightless gray. Her tiny, bruised frame shakes, and in hersmall hands, she holds a torn picture. I can make out some people in the photo, but when I try to focus on the details, the image goes blurry.

"Don't worry. You'll be alright. We'll be fine." She mirrors my sad smile. We both reach out our hand, but before our fingers touch, the ground shakes. Looking down, spiderweb cracks spread across the surface of the floor. Stumbling back, my heart drops as I step into nothing. I look up, and the child's face mimics the pure fear I feel. Time seems to go by in slow motion as I watch the dirty mirror shatter, my horrified expression reflected back to me in countless pieces.

"Don't worry. You'll be alright. We'll be fine." I hear myself whisper.

"You're too soft. Just like your father." Her face grows smaller as I plummet downwards into darkness. I pull my gaze away, half smiling.

"Better than being like you." I close my eyes. I'M LEAVING NOW. GOOD BYE.

The morning light fills the broken room, and I squint at the shade. Mind clearing up from the nap, I let my eyes adjust before glancingto the incenseburning out in the corner.

"Hi, Dad."


Kise's POV

Pulling the door to the restaurant, I move to step inside, but I see someone heading the opposite way. Moving to the side, I hold the door open while a child and a woman exit. The woman doesn't say anything, but the girl stops. She looks to me, and a familiar sensation runs loose. Her glittering blue eyes hold the same emotion as her large smile, tufts of blue hair falling out of it's band.

"Thank you, mister!" She slurs excitedly, grasping a cup in her small hands. I smile in return and wave as she skips away. She looks a lot like Kurokochii... and speaking of that particular shadow...

I think back to what Midorima had said:

"Listen. Something is going on." He says tightly. I blink in suprise at the changed subject, and frown.

"What do you mean?" I ask. I watch as he pushes up his glasses, and looks to me. His expression is not a joking one. Sensing the rise of tension, I shuffle my feet.

"Something is wrong with Kuroko. Did you see the inside of his house? It doesn't look like he's doing too well." He guesses. My eyes widen as I think back to the house. It just seemed like he hadn't cleaned in a while. Midorima catches my dense expression and sighs.

"Have you not noticed how skinny he's gotten?"

"Well, Kurokochii is Kurokochii. He has always been small for his age, right?" I ask. Midorima shakes his head.

"Do you know how much he weighs?" He questions. Thinking back to the physicals we had to take before we could join the team, a number comes to mind.

"Well in the beginning of the year, didn't he weigh 136 pounds?" I answer uncertainly. He shakes his head again.

"No, it was 126 pounds. But I overheard his most recent one, and it came up to between 85 and 95 pounds." My jaw drops when I hear the number. Oh my god, I'm hitting 170, and he's below 100? I smile grimly.

"Do you think he's even trying to eat... I think we should bring in Murasakibara. If anyone can fatten Kuroko up, he can."

I don't know what's going on, but I'm sure some vanilla can fix it... at least a little bit.


Murasakibara's POV

Rinsing my salt covered hands off in the sink, I eye the empty bag of chips. Uuugggghhh... when is Midorima gunna get here. He promised me snacks...

Almost as if on cue, I hear the jingling of keys in the door. Not even bothering to dry my hands, I turn off the water and turn to see him push open the door.

"Sorry I'm late. Something came up." I open my mouth to complain, but notice the air around him is tense. He looks to me.

"Hey, you think you could do me a favor? Don't worry, it's not anything that will tire you out." He asks. I blink in confusion. Midorima is asking ME for a favor? What is this? A joke? I examine his expression with narrowed eyes, and sigh.

"What is it?" I ask cautiously. Midorima passes some bags to me, the promised snacks, and shrugs.

"It's about Kuroko. Have you noticed anything strange about him lately?" He questions. Once again, I'm left confused.

"Kuroko? I can't say I've noticed anything, except that he just LOVES to fucking pop up out of nowhere. But other than that, I haven't ." Midorima sighs.

"Long story short, at the moment, he's very underweight, and I need you to try and get him to eat more." My eyes widen.

"You mean he's not eating?"

"Well, I don't know if he's trying to or not, but I was just over there, and it doesn't look like he's doing very well." Shifting the bag in my hand, I look into it's contents. I bet Kuroko hasn't tried any of these before...

"Fine, but you owe me more snacks afterwards."

"Understandable."


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OKAY!

TIME TO CHOOSE!

WHICH GROUP GETS TO KUROKO-SEMPAI'S HOUSE FIRST?

MIDORIMA AND MURASAKIBARA

OR

KISE AND A MILKSHAKE?

PUT A NUMBER 1 NEXT TO YOUR VOTE!