*No One's POV*
The Kiseki no Sedai stared in shock. Kuroko's eyes... somehow, they knew that he was to be feared more than Akashi.
Hanamiya was oblivious to this new development. He was too immersed in the joy of finally killing the demonic captain that he did not notice Kuroko approaching him at an inhuman speed.
"Hanamiya-saaaaan~" Right before the knife met Akashi's neck, Kuroko grabbed Hanamiya's wrist with strength that no one- not even the GoM- knew he had. Made evident by the cracking sounds, Kuroko snapped Hanamiya's wrist in two. "A clean cut... according to the books I've read, you'll be fine once you recover... that isn't good enough...!"
*Akashi POV*
Even though we had Tetsuya here... I suppose we underestimated Makoto?
He prepared himself for the sharp pain he would feel before his life was lost...
...but the pain never came.
Huh...? Opening his eye, he saw Kuroko holding onto Makoto's wrist with a deadly grip. Ouch, that grip must hurt.
Then he noticed his eyes, and heard what he was saying.
*Kuroko POV*
Hanamiya clutched his wrist. He had never felt such immense pain. The cracked bone was stabbing his flesh.
"Hanamiya-san, is that all? Your pain endurance is so low~" Laughing, Kuroko kicked him in the... sensitive parts. "The others suffered far more than you did. You have no right to complain. Now sit there and pray for your life while I go tend to my friends."
*Hanamiya POV*
Kuroko... even when broken, you are so beautiful! What must I do to get you to love me! This injury will not stop me... I'm sure that killing them will make you love me!
Seeing the gardening shears on the floor near him, he reached his hand out to grab them. Killing just one of them will be enough... so please, hit your mark!
He threw the scissors, and...
*No One POV*
Kuroko went over to tend to their wounds. He found some first aid supplies near the various scattered tools(he deduced that they were there in case Hanamiya accidentally hurt himself while torturing others).
Wrapping an ace bandage around Kise's stomach, Kuroko whispered, "Gomenasai, minna-san. You all went through unbelievable amounts of pain because of me."
"T-Tetsu, don't worry about us. Are you okay?"
Kuroko was trying to answer this question himself when a gardening shear flew from the direction of Hanamiya Makoto and grazed Aomine's neck. A shallow cut appeared on the side of the ganguro's neck; blood slowly dribbled out.
All hell broke loose.
