So…I did not plan to update today but…man I am so afraid of losing this amazing plot bunny…so yeah! You're in luck Annoying Guest/Alex863 whom generously gave me a very long review of shit. No really, your review is so full of nonsensical ramblings and your opinions and wants, it caused a really large plot bunny to hop right into my arm.

On another note, I realize that my story does not really follow along the Kuroko no Basuke timeline so I hope you can forgive me for that.

I am also quite pissed off/disappointed/sad that no one bother to correct my mistake on Kazu-koi's name. I am going to use the correct term now as in Kuroko would be calling him by his family name "Hara-san." I will correct the previous chapters on a later date.

Oh and…Akashi Seijuurou or Haizaki Shougo? Both. Shou-san first though.

Kuroko was walking outside of the stadium after the game with Yousen, the senpai's was already saving a seat for them for the game Kaijou High against Fukuda Sogo High, Kagami-kun was nowhere to be seen after he left to search for Himuro. The bluenette sighed, he has yet been able to find Kagami and it was quite cold outside. He turned his head slightly to the left when sudden shadow formed beside him, instantly he felt his back pressed against the cold wall of the stadium, a hand clutching his throat in no lax grip. "Hak,…kuh…H-Hana….mi..ya –san!" Kuroko's eyes widen when he felt a wet muscle licking his cheek.

"Ah~ Dame, I'm so hard right now, little phantom." Hanamiya nipped on the pale ear. "Watching you so determine like that, makes me wanna break you so bad~" His other hand crawled under the bluenette's Seirin jersey, teasingly slipping a few fingers beneath Kuroko's pants waist band. "You should take responsibility little phantom. Mmh, I just can't get the image of ramming my cock up your tight arse during the entire game, do you know how hard it was? Looking at those eyes so strong with determination, knowing how nicer they would look dazed and experiencing bliss? Fuck." The bad boy panted, his hot breath on Kuroko's sensitive ears causing the phantom's breathing to hitch. "Fuck, touch my hard cock. Touch it!"

With trembling hands and eyes wide, alarmed, Kuroko palmed Hanamiya's growing bulge. Feeling the harden hot muscle resting heavily against his palm brought a slight blushing on the pale cheeks, does not mean he was feeling less terrified though. Hanamiya's hold on his neck loosen and Kuroko tried to voice his thoughts. "H-Hanamiya-san, we're… outside. S-someone w-would see us-s." Kuroko stammered. "And, I-I ha-ave a g-game tomorrow."

The grip around Kuroko's throat tightened again. Looking directly into the two pools of teal blue, the captain of Kirisaki Daichi smirked and leaned very much closer to Kuroko's ear and whispered menacingly. "I don't fucking care. In fact, I'll fuck you so hard, you won't even be able to play tomorrow." The words was so filled with glee, Kuroko felt wretched bile climbing up his throat, thinking that this…this bad boy was different a few days ago. The Seirin jersey was ripped off of him, leaving him in only his undershirt.

Tears welled up in the Seirin's passing specialist's eyes, he was gasping for air and the choking hold hurt. So desperate for air Kuroko's body acted on reflex and he swung his leg though with Hanamiya standing in between his own, he merely managed to give a hard blow on the bad boy's outer thigh. Then using all the energy he had left he used Ignite Pass directly on Hanamiya's stomach forcing the other male to release his grip and stumble backwards. Kuroko took this chance to step away but he only managed to break into three steps and he was jerked by his feet and fell forward. "Kugh..!"

"Bastard." Hanamiya stood and began kicking the fallen body. "The nerve, that hurt you bitch!" Crouching, he grabbed a fistful of the teal locks and pulled hard on them, Kuroko opened his eyes not noticing when they had closed in the first place and stared at the gritting bad boy with pained eyes. He pulled back his fist and was about to land a punch on the bluenette when a painful whimper broke through the bluenette's lips. His eyes narrowed and his punch landed instead on the pavement in front of Kuroko's face. "Tch. Fuck this!" He threw down his hand that was still gripping harshly on the soft hair and proceeded instead with pulling the bluenette by the collar to a nearby bench, not the least bit worried someone might saw them because the new game was 10 minutes away from starting and the place was already as secluded as it is.

"No! Hanamiya-kun! Don't!" Kuroko screamed and thrashed as Hanamiya started to pull down his pants and boxers along, exposing his butt to the cold night air.

The older of the two shoved Kuroko on to the bench, bending him over so that the naked ass would stand out and face his bulging dick. Unzipping his pants he pulled out his already hardened cock and pushed the crown against the twitching entrance, using both of his hands to grope and spread the tantalizing ass cheek apart. "Nn~ What a naughty hole, twitching away like that." With a slight push, the crown of Hanamiya's dick broke through. "Mh, a whoring hole takes what it gets. You don't need any preparations, right little phantom?" Biting on Kuroko's shoulder hard.

"Tch. That redhead was so pissy." Haizaki was wasting time as the was not yet about to start, walking outside of the stadium kicking stones. "Man, that chick really has the bomb." Talking to no one in particular with his hand in his pockets to keep out the cold and that was when he heard a painful cry for help. "Huh? Where'd that came from?" With frown he walked towards the disturbing noise of grunts, moans and sobs. His eyes widened at what he was looking at.

There was Kuroko Tetsuya, supporting a few bruise on the little expose skin, bend over a cold bench with his ass high up in the air and an unknown man thrusting into the pale looking boy mercilessly, and fuck, was that blood? Just as he was about to get over his shock, the rapist let out a guttural groan and released his seed balls deep inside Kuroko's pussy…I mean, ass.

Instinct took over and with fast reflexes he punched the other male (noticing that it was THE Bad Boy Hanamiya Makoto now that he was able to discern who it was) off Kuroko and was just about to land another blow on the damned Kirisaki Daichi coach when someone hugged his arm as an effort to stop his violent acts. "Dame, Haizaki-kun!"

"What the fuck, Tetsuya? He raped you! And you won't let me beat this shit?" Haizaki struggled against Kuroko's hold, because hell, he was a rowdy teen yes but he would never ever ever commit a sin like rape. At least he took willing partners, mind you, despite his attitude.

Kuroko, even with tears still being shed, shook his head fiercely. "Yamero, Haizaki-kun. You have a game starting soon."

Normally Haizaki would not give a fuck, but even since Teikou, Tetsuya was different and he was always being more considerate around the shadow. "Tch, I'll beat you up next time I see you, son of a gun." With one final kick, he pulled Kuroko closer to him and carried the disheveled boy in his arms.

Hanamiya wiped off the blood from his broken lips. "Tch, who the heck are you?" Not liking the interruption, or the over familiarity between the cornrow-haired dude with his little toy.

"Hah! Like I'll tell ya." Haizaki stuck his tongue out and glared before retreating towards the stadium, being careful with Kuroko's state and making an effort to not be seen as he walked hurriedly towards his school's assigned locker room. He was in luck that no one was lingering around the locker room, gently he laid down Kuroko on one of the bench.

The phantom who had hold on to Haizaki, inhaling the familiar scent from long ago that has always gave him a sense of serenity, caaught Haizaki's wrist. "Haizaki-kun, the game. Y-you cannot miss-s it. K-Kise-kun wou-ould be dis-appoint-ted."

Haizaki really wanted to be mad at Kuroko for his selflessness but knowing the bluenette it was certainly as futile as telling a sane adult that Santa Claus is real. In the end, he merely tossed a couple of his own clothing towards Kuroko before changing into his own basketball attire. "Don't you move, Tetsuya! You just stay there!" Haizaki warned him as he left the locker room with a final glance towards the only person he ever thought as a companion.

But then again, Kuroko always had this rebellious streak of disobeying people when concerning his health or selflessness.

Perhaps by knowing that, why he had gave the scary shit captain of his from Teikou times a call as he ran towards where the game was being held. "Yo, Akashi." Maybe because he's the only other person whom knows Tetsuya and would not be blaming him based on mere dumbass assumptions.

"Shougo. Why have you called?" Even through the telephone line, Akashi somehow managed to exude authority in his voice.

"Tetsuya…" And Haizaki began telling.

"Where do you think you're going, Tetsuya?" Akashi stared at the slightly shorter figure standing in front of him, caught red-handed trying to slip out from the locker room, despite the obvious pained expression conveyed in his eyes. Heterochromatic eyes unwaveringly looking down on the little phantom. "I'm taking you to the hospital." He said imposingly, walking ahead, fully expecting for the bluenette to fall into his step.

Outside, there was already a limousine waiting for them and Akashi gestured for Kuroko to climb in, eyeing the hesitation critically. "What's wrong Tetsuya?"

Kuroko's eyes flickered upwards to the heterochromatic eyes before flinching back, as that was the effect those eyes gave him, "Ano, I-I don't want to go to the hospital." He turned his head sideways.

Akashi actually sighed, already expecting that. "Fine. But you're still coming with me." Taking hold of Kuroko's wrist, dragged him to the backseat of the limousine. "We'll head to your house and I will be staying with you." He turned his face towards Kuroko. "You're still alone, aren't you?"

Kuroko nodded. His cheeks heating up from the thought of staying in the same house with his old captain, someone he highly respected, someone he had developed a feeling equivalent to a school girl crush on someone they admires.

Sorry, it couldn't be longer. Sorry if it is more shitty than the last, I wrote this at 2 in the morning mind you.

Oh and there will be no romantic feelings between Shougo-tan and Tsuya-kun. Only friendship because I simply can't see romance between those two in this fic without it ruining my (nonexistant) storyline. I want him in this story though because I could seriously fit in Shou-tan in here.

Kazu-nii is still alive and rolling so…haha no worries to those who may have taken a liking to his role in this story. Akashi came up due to a frequent request and well when one request too many showed up..I can't exactly throw away this bunny plot.