This could either be a brilliant idea or a completely terrible one but oh well I love gambling with my fics. So time to get this fanfic on the roll again.

Chapter 13

Aomine POV

The sound of the ball hitting the asphalt echoed in the night mixed with the passing cars, already five months have passed… I've returned to my normal everyday life but nothing's been the same since then. I've continued to play basketball, it would have been the last thing Kise and Satsuki would have wanted me to stop, they never would have forgiven me if I had abandoned it but it doesn't feel the same anymore. The spark is just gone and I don't think it's ever coming back.

School was a never ending of sympathies and concern when I came back; all of a sudden I was the popular kid because I had been injured by the serial killer that killed Kise and to give me sympathies for Satsuki's death. It lasted a month and then it started to die down just as quickly as it had started which I really did not mind, it was getting rather annoying. To think that Kise had this kind of treatment on a daily basis, no wonder he was completely drained by the end of the day. I often called him lazy when he claimed to be too tired for practice back in Teiko, now I just feel like a fucking prick. I didn't give him enough credit or the support he actually needed, I really am the worst…

The ball dribbling perfectly as it goes to the asphalt and back to my hand over and over until I catch it with both hands and with a swift movement of my arms, I release the ball making it fly over my head behind me and nothing… The ball should have gone through the hoop, what the fuck? I turn around only to meet that giant ass, when in the world did he creep up behind me?

"You should have a better observation of your surroundings Mine-chin or you'll get attack again." He says with that lazy tone of his. For once I can't argue with him on that one, that's how I almost got killed the last time… Well, I would have been killed if it had not been for Murasakibara, he really was the last person that crossed my mind that would ever come to my aid, for that I'm thankful.

"Yeah well the chances of getting attacked again are rather slim anyway; the hell how did you find me?"

"Finding Mine-chin is not really that hard when you know him. Wherever there is a basketball court is where you are, that hasn't changed." He tells me as he passes the ball.

"So your saying that I'm predictable, yeah well nothing else to keep my mind busy now…" Normally I would be hanging out with Satsuki right now; we'd actually be at Maji Burger for a quick dinner just to go annoy Kise right after. Also now that I'm thinking about the old days, it's been a while since I've received a pass from Murasakibara. It actually felt good, like the old days…

"Good thing too or I never would have found you back then. I never thought I'd see you that way; you never seem the type to be taken down easily. All I could think of at that moment was Muro-chin, how he had been in that same position alone and then all went blank. The only thing I remember was that I bashed that girl's head with my fist." His face grew grim as he spoke each word, that's right Himuro Tatsuya was a really close friend to him and for Murasakibara to hit a girl, he must have been beyond rage.

"Are you still playing for Yosen?"

"Yes… I'm playing for Muro-chin as a respect. I owe him that much…" He answers as he sits down on the court while taking a candy bar out of his pocket. Nice to see some things never changes.

"Same here but damn it! It only feels weird just knowing that Satsuki isn't there on the sidelines when I play. I always expect her at any moment when I'm sitting on the bench." I reply as I place the ball on the asphalt as I sit on it, carefully keeping my balance.

"Instincts and old habits. I search for Muro-chin in the heat of the game on the court… But he's not there…"

Murasakibara looks like a beaten puppy that's missing its owner… Who am I to talk, I'm in the same boat he is in, and we are both missing our departed friends… It just wasn't supposed to be this way, we were supposed to continue high school competing against each other in basketball until we finally graduated together but that's never going to happen. We Generation of Miracles are down two and only five remains; it makes you think if more of us will disappear before we reach our third year.

"Thanks again for saving my life that night. I owe you big time."

"Mine-chin owes me nothing; I would do it again too." His tone still sounding grim as he stood up and walked away. Five months have passed and no one has been able to move past the guilt of losing our friends. Mom and dad have been telling me that time will heal the wounds but it will forever leave a scar and that will never go away.

I get up, taking my ball under my arm as I walk back home through the quiet street. That's what I love about the night, there are less people clogging the sidewalks and I can actually walk freely without having someone hit me on my way home.

The lights are on, mom and dad still have not left for dinner. They were supposedly to go out for dinner tonight, well the night is still young so they'll probably leave soon and yup as I enter the house I see mom all dressed up with a smile on her face as she tells me hi. I take off my shoes and quickly go upstairs and straight to my room. Time to go blow off some steam on the net and annoy the hell out of Midorima with my pointless status updates; I never knew just three punctuations would be enough to annoy the shit out of him.

I go to my desk and set up my laptop and open the internet browser. Facebook the only reason I got an account was because Satsuki kept bugging me about it so I got one but I never got the point of it. I've seen some people actually post everything they do in their day here and I'm not even joking I saw someone once post that they were taking a dump. Seriously? No one want to know that, god people are getting retarded and I can see tonight is no different. Some guy thought it was a good idea to take his skateboard and rolls down the roof his house; failed to calculate the broken arm in the process.

I do my pointless update and scroll down, more idiotic people. Huh? A notification, great someone is talking to me, I really need to start putting myself on permanent invincibility. I know Midorima hates my status updates but damn… What the fuck?

Kuroko POV

Things returned back to normal in Seirin well if you ignore Kagami-kun's occasional moping but he was making an effort to not think about Himuro-kun's death. In a way everyone I knew was somewhat effected by Aisha's murders. The Generation of Miracles were the most affected but we are all pulling through in our own ways.

After things calmed down, I started reading the book Kise-kun wanted me to read so much. Actually it was pretty good, a little intense and somewhat graphical with a little too much character deaths but it just kept everything more on edge. I read the other books of the series when I was done with the first one and I must say I don't regret it at all.

Five months after and Kise-kun's mother still has not cleaned out his things from his room, other than cleaning it of the dust, it has not changed. His things still neatly placed where he left them, the memorial book he had started but never got to finished was where we left it on his desk but it's not only Kise-kun's parents who can't touch their kid's room… From what Aomine-kun told me, Momoi-chan's parents can't even go in her room. On occasion, Aomine-kun shuts himself in her room for hours on end. Even though he'll never admit it, he's suffering inside and he's never been good at expressing himself, I just hope he'll be alright.

My cellphone's ringtone quickly pulled me out of my thoughts, who could that be at this hour? I get up to reach for my phone, Akashi- kun… I haven't talked to him since Momoi-chan's funeral.

"Hello."

"Tetsuya have you checked your Facebook?" He asked almost sounding cautious or even anxious.

"No I haven't why? Did you post something?" I ask as I pick up my laptop bringing it on my bed, not wasting time opening it.

"No but you have to go on it right away." A tone of urgency is present as he spoke, even though I can tell by his voice he's trying not to sound nervous but something is up. I quickly go on the internet and go to the social network that everyone seems to go crazy for, in all honesty I always thought it was nothing special but it was a means of keeping in touch with everyone so it was the only reason I did not mind making an account.

"I'm on Facebook, what is it that I'm supposed to see Akashi-kun?"

"Scroll down the newsfeed and you'll see it."

Okay, I'm scrolling down but nothing out of the ordinary is coming up. I see that Takao-kun has been messing around again with Midorima-kun's account and they are arguing about it. Aomine-kun did a status update; the same he's been doing for a while now, the three consecutive punctuations and nothing else that annoys Midorima-kun to no end. Murasakibara-kun posted some new sweets he tried today that he actually liked a lot. Coach posted something for us concerning basketball practice, seems like we are going to train in the mountain again and Kise-kun updated his information-…

Wait a minute that can't be right. I quickly click on his profile; the cover picture has changed to something that is completely demented and his personal information also. Kise-kun had left that blank so no one would know too much about him and now it's completely filled with odd things that make no sense.

"Akashi-kun someone is using Kise-kun's account." I can't believe what I'm seeing, how could anyone do something like this. It's just so disrespectful to Kise-kun and his family.

"Yes I know and that's not the worst part."

"What do you mean Akashi-kun?"

"They're claiming to be Ryouta."

:3 Oh my what have I done... :3

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