Behind the Scenes

by Elohay Scarface

Bonds are formed and it's only a matter of time that it can also be broken. History sure has its way to repeat itself. A disturbing call breakthrough that day and hearing from the other line, these were definitely the wails of despair. Will Kuroko experience again the same sorrow? Or will Kasamatsu make a different route in their future? [Kasamatsu x Kuroko] [Almost All x Kuroko]

20. Point 17

A/N: The battle, the drama, the fun, all of them just keep on going. It's to a point where the next chapter is the end of the Second Arc... better wrap up the feelings as it get more intense, ooohh, it sure nice to be young. Especially, when it's about our lovely characters. Looking at them all together, it makes my heart doki-doki. Fuwaaaah~.

Anyhow, here's the next update for BTS (Below the pre-Omake)...

[Disclaimer] I do not own KnB, just the plot of this fic.

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Omake (From Point 16):

Saturday Encounters: Second Stop - My Sempaii is a Stalker

*So how should I approach the menace.. err.. Akashi, hello. How are you?,* this was Midorima, walking out of his house. He started talking to himself, it was a way to distract his crumbling soul from his daily frustration. It's an ordered food again, pathetic... his family is classified as professionals but not in all things. Since he's fed up with those hash browns in his mornings, he only intake a small amount.

Getting back in his own thougths, *N-no. I should be straightforward.. This is Akashi, we are talking about... (pause).. s-so, I see you are here. Want to play a little of shogi?*

He shook his head altogether. It was far from being straightforward. It goes without saying, he's still anxious from yesterday's happening. He kept moving forward, completely drained in his own ramblings. Lost, huh?

"Kuroko..," he mumbled. The name, perhaps the surname of his man-crush, he wondered if he's alright as of the meantime. Thinking back, Saturdays and Sundays are the days that seeing Kuroko is off-limits from his watchful eyes. He had always let his imagination rule, of what he is doing during these days. Aside from practicing basketball, he thought that he would be reading books. Then, he would asked inwardly of what kind of narrative is he perusing. Fantasy? Fiction? Or maybe a romance? Well, he really doesn't know since he's not having a proper conversation with him. But now, after the fresh motivation, he wanted to ask the other guy. He wanted to know more about him, for the least of throwing down his tsundereness.

As he was close to his designated station in which he would be riding on, he saw two familiar guys, the one is not by just familiar, he's overly familiar from him. The mistake in there, he only realized it when he's up close to them. The ever-friendly Kise approached him, "Midorimacchi, it's nice seeing you again-ssu."

"Hmph. It's not nice seeing you, Kise," he replied, it's the truth for him.

"Gah, s-so mean. I was just greeting you," the tall blonde created a bubbly cheek for his pouting.

From the corner of his green eyes, the other one gestured his recognition. He completely ignored it, and he was only thinking of leaving already. His attempt failed, of course. His persistent, former teammate already started his banter, "Ne~. Ne~. Do you have somewhere else to go? 'Coz right now, I'm helping out Kasamatsu-sempaii. Hehehe.. I can't believe sempaii is stalking Kurokocchi."

A forceful grip suddenly planted on his right arm, squeezing it to death, "O-Oi, Kise. Do you want me to beat you up right now?"

"Itatatata, itai~ (Ouch, all the way)," this has been his response from his violent captain. He also don't know for himself if he's already accustomed to it, but the thought of having that attribute is not a good idea. At most, he's taking care of his skin.

Midorima fixed his glasses, the statement has gotten his attention. It bothered him to the fullest that this nosy senior is incorporating a sickening activity, he told them where he will be going, then pronounced, "By the way Kise, what do you mean by stalking?"

Kasamatsu let go of the squirming model, glaring at him, and allowed him to answer the question, "Eto~. Sempaii knew that Kurokocchi is going to Akashicchi today. He said that they're going to practice the violin again... so this got us worried, and we're gonna follow him there-ssu.."

"And why would Kuroko tell that to this guy?," a mocking Midorima questioned; he can't believe it would be coming from the newly found friend (from their perspective, they only knew that he befriended Kuroko last Sunday). Maybe this time, Kise is right. He used his seniority to get his way inside Kuroko's realm. Considering the small time frame, there's no more other interpretation to it, he's definitely a stalker.

The fellow prodigy grinned, "Oh.. we had the same reaction, Midorimacchi... I didn't know sempaii is so sly, attacking behind my back.. ack!"

Karate chop – at the top of his head.

"Argh... you really don't know when to stop," Kasamatsu groused. The ill-threatening gaze has been cast upon him by the other guy, and it irritated him. He returned the gaze (hell, he'll give in), and proclaimed confidently, "Tets-kun is my friend... and we're really in good terms right now.. we can communicate through our phones whenever we have time. Besides.. (sigh).. I don't see any problems for him to tell me that."

Point taken, he looked at him again from head to toe, from his knees and shoulders. No matter how complete his body is, he still looks normal; no special about him. He internalized of why Kuroko would choose a friend as someone like him, it only reminded him of his childhood friend - a helpless maggot that they just stepped on. He doesn't pose a need to be with him, it's a complete waste of time. His man-crush deserved a better guy like him.

Midorima stand on his own ground, "Just to be clear, your special day is over.. I won't be holding back myself now.. hear this, I really don't trust you. –nanodayo."

"Then, we're fine.. we're just on the same page," the jet black-haired guy was not shocked, crossing his arms. The way he stares is a piece of loathing, like he's being regarded unequal to his footing. Now that's where he can't take his bad attitude. He meant, hello.. don't go acting high from a senior. First go back sucking his momma's tits, and re-educate himself with some manners. Damn it.

Summer heat is contributing to their perceived temperature, an electrifying glare shot at each other. Kise as the friendly-type, he immediately blocked the intermediary line, switching his self between the two guys, "Maa~. Maa~. You guys don't need to fight in here.. calm down, okay? (then, eureka!).. oh. oh.. since we're both going to Akashicchi's house, why don't we all just go together? Isn't that a good idea-ssu?"

"WHAAAT!," on the same page, it was a chorus for them. Asking for the impossible, didn't he just get that the both of them announced an enemy flag with each other?

In an anime-like whacked face, Kasamatsu pointed out the arrogant youngster, "Are you for real, Kise?! You wanted ME to get along with this horoscope freak?"

Seemingly unaffected, Midorima shut his left eye, leaving his right lid open, he groaned, "Same goes for me, I don't want to be near him. I might be infected by a filthy, stalker disease."

The unsightly sight, it made Kise sigh. He acted the mature one, and proclaimed, "Are you guys hearing yourselves? Harrrh! What are you.. kids?"

He paused for a while, and stared badly again, "Believe me.. if Kurokocchi ever saw this, he might get disappointed-ssu."

A strand of lightning struck at them. The idiot got a freaking point. If the two actively opposed each other when Kuroko is around, for sure... the little guy would get mad. And that kind of reaction, they wouldn't want to experience it. Remembering his curse from the last meeting they got all together, they knew that the petite boy is truthful from his words. He has the capability to resent other people, and made them apologize below his knees. He might be as sadistic as the Akashi guy, but he could be more than him if he tried his best. Just a thought of it, Midorima and Kasamatsu gulped... hard.

Ergo, the three of them leave (left must be the word) together but yeah, not happily ever after.

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Saturday Encounters: Third Stop - Kuroko Lovers Unite

Bright, sparkling, and shiny, the overrated young model is brimming with elegance as he got off from the station. His clothes only contribute a little, his stunning face and voluptuous body is a given, but the main reason for it is his bigger chance of interjecting against their former captain's ploy. With an additional force inside his entourage, he thought that he could battle with Akashi head on. As a result, the stilled smile was not remove from his face.

Two.. no, three visible darts of annoyance has built up all over from Kasamatsu's countenance. He blurted out, "Would you just stop grinning like an idiot?"

"Ahahaha, Kasamatsu-sempaii is such a mood killer.. aren't you a little happy that we're going to get Kurokocchi back?," he did actually laugh from responding. He sure is confident with his own guts. And oh, he's really picturing that he saved the day, and Kurokocchi would thank him earnestly. For that, he would say that he's only doing it for him... then poof! Romance, baby.

Not showing his irritation, Midorima went back to his usual defiant tone, "Don't be so cocky, Kise.. knowing Akashi, I bet he already set another plan in advance."

Eh? It sounded concrete, and real. His vision began twirling, it's like his world has been turned upside down. If Midorima had said was even possible, then they should be thinking by now of what they can do as a solid counter-attack. A sudden meeting they must summon, he thought. Unknown to his consciousness, he got off-balance and instinctively reach the nearest arm beside him, crying for a support.

Kasamatsu face-palmed. He discerned the over-shocked Kise from his internal ramblings.

Before he stepped in to the very welcoming other side, the wilted Prodigy caught a glimpse of familiar faces from one of the stores that they are passing by. Same old times, he screamed and waved at them, "Momoicchi! Aominecchi!"

There goes their frontal assault, he tackled his way to the taller, and muscular guy. Whilst the pink haired tittered, Aomine bellowed, "O-oi, get out of my face.. Kise! F-fuck."

"Boo! You're still embarrassed by this?," the tall blond was the one who drew the disappointed look. "Anyways, I have some interesting news for you guys."

Turning his glance over his current party, the two childhood friends already got a picture from his mockery. The face says it all, he would be discussing about their one and only Kuroko.

Kise giggled first, "Anone~. I'm pretty, pretty sure you guys are wondering why am I with these people? Ehehehe.. the reason behind is that we're all going today in Akashicchi's house.. and don't be so surprise of who is also in there.. helplessly trapped inside the cage.. and.. and waiting for me to pick—"

"Tetsu?! Why would Tetsu be in there?," the identified ganguro close off his never ending statements. He's grumpy on the usual, but he has all the reason to be like that. There's suppose to be a truce, now why the hell would Akashi break his own rule. That is totally so unjust, his rage built up because of it, and gripped the expensive cloth of the model.

"H-Hey calm down, Aominecchi," he said, this is really anger furrowed in his friend's thin-line of eye brows. "I just got this info from sempaii."

Oh, now that's new to him. Of all people that Tetsu could inform about his schedules, this newcomer gets the carefree pleasure of mailing with him. Well, fuck that. He's absolutely conscious now for his actions, and he did what he thought that he need to do. Pushing Kise by the sidelines, he made his way to the older guy, fuming in disappointment, "And why would Tetsu tell you about that? What are you.. his stalker?"

For the people who have encountered him, Kise hid his amused face and snickered. Midorima, on the other hand, he only lifted his glasses once, a white shade is only seen through it.

Kasamatsu, as the one who's threatened, and labeled again indiscriminately (are they all in the same wavelength?), he returned the mean gaze. He never once realize that the other guy is way taller than him, easy for him to be overshadowed (the smexy skin color counts). Goodness gracious.. he never get so tired early in the day, first he have his own mistake, then the revelation between Akashi's activities, and just about earlier, the direct disapproval.. and now this. Thankfully, he has his own reason for staying strong, of whom he want to dedicate his happiest times, he remained steel as Superman. But, one should not think that they're launching their chests forward; they're not girls with big breasts boasting off who's great. Well, they have their pectoral muscles, well-formed from strenuous physical exertions... still, they're boys that can mock their enemies through death-defying glares.

He was about to repeat his declaration earlier, when the girl from the group intervened. She's facing the tan-skinned guy, arms open-wide, "Dai-chan.. leave stalker-san alone!"

The guitar hobbyist flinched.. like 'hey, boobsie. I know you're a girl but that joke has gone way too far.'

"Isn't it already fine that we know where Tetsu-kun is?," she added from her reasoning. "Mou~. You're scaring me when you're like that."

Aomine received the message, and thought of the sweet vanilla boy, *S-Shit.. I almost snapped out in there. Tsk.. I should control myself.. a little more. Damn Daiki! I know you're concerned about Tetsu but bursting out your anger is not always the solution.. I should have known that since Tetsu taught me about it, especially what he has done good with me, and my pops... a-and fuck! I don't want to scare him anymore, away from me. I had enough being alone without him.*

Momoi noticed a change in his grumbled face, and turned her attention to the other guy, "Hehe, sorry about that.. Kasamatsu-san, right? I was just joking earlier, sorry (gomen)."

He, Kasamatsu, tried to smile back. He thought finally, a decent human friend from Tets-kun's circle. or not.

"But if you really are stalking Tetsu-kun.. not only that I will call you a creep, but I'm also the one who will shut you down," she suddenly declared, pointing finger seriously directed at him.

"I AM NOT HIS STALKER!," he riposted with an exclamation of exasperation. He was left with an intense pounding in his chest as he released his anxiety.

Turning to the other guy who didn't stop on snickering, he redirected his anger to him, "This is all your fault, Kise! You deserved to be hit."

"B-But you're already hitting me.. waaah.. you're so mean," he protested while protecting his valuable face. He was being struck by multiple punches by his nape or his head.

For once, the other members of the Generation of Miracles enjoyed the new form of entertainment. No! They're not pure sadists, but hitting him back to reality seems to be.. fun.

"S-so.. do you guys want to come along?," Kise managed to change the subject after being freed from the senior harassment.

"Of course, who knows what Akashi will do!," the Touo Ace regained back his spirit. The psycho bastard had some explanation to do, and he wanted to hear it personally. He'll have to deal with the stalker on some other time. For now, he joined forces with them. Alongside, Momoi joined the party, raising her hand.

Only one member was not present.

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While walking, and getting back from the first ambiance, shining shimmering splendid, the tall blonde had his smile again.

This time, two deep-blue eyed guys got irritated easily. Oh, they're really on the go in hitting him.. when he shrieked another familiar name, "Murasakibaracchi!"

Seriously? This made the whole gang as complete. By then, it was the purple haired guy who approached them.. he had enough of eyeing with the rainbow cake inside the pastry shop. His way of greeting the squad is inarticulate since he's munching out a snack, typical of him.

Like what have happened, Kise made the first move and informed him about their sudden gathering. When he was asked of whom he got the leak of information, he purposely hid the name of his source. Who knows if he could really make it to their destination if he kept harming his sempaii's honor.

Murasakibara shrugged off the silence. He must be childish in the group, but that's what makes him the most sensitive of them all.

"Ano~. Why is Kasa-chin in here? He's not one of us, right? Isn't he lost or something?," this was his uptake from his confusion. He understood the point that everyone, by accident, got together to check on Kuro-chin. What's odd is the puppy going along with the pack of wolves. 'Are they out of their mind for letting him in?', he thought.

His younger colleague is fidgeting from his place, the others have nothing to say, they are only watching on the sidelines. He doesn't have anything to defend his respectable sempaii, and only muttered, "Err, the more is the merrier?"

Kasamatsu took the huge blow. Yeah, he's out-of-place. He sensed the gap between them is way too large from the sport that they are playing. Also, the amount of time that they had with Kuroko is understandable. Their squad might be private, and most likely be off-limits from outsiders. BUT! But, today is different. They're not the active friends he have right now. And yes, he doesn't know the full story of their group. His friend never mentioned them to him. Well, isn't that suspicious? If they're the good friends he is talking about, then why can't he narrate those times? The only obvious answer to it was breakdown.

As long as he can remember from his father, he had a rough time with his previous friends. So if his instincts are right, this might be the case with the Generation of Miracles. They must have gotten into a fight. For what reason, he didn't know. The only thing that matters now is that he persisted that he's the closest with him. Like where are they when Tets-kun is giving it all in practicing for InterHigh. From the very start of the competition, he was there for him, and up to now. He already got the place beside him, not anyone from this group can take that away. He's the one who's going to protect his friend from the psycho bastard.. NOT THEM!

Out from a foreign influence (not drunk), he resumed, "You should go back home, Kasa-chin.. you're not welcome in this group."

Kise saw his sempaii gripping his fist, and that was bad news. Kasamatsu never resort on that level, not ever. His hands are never that close (his nails can't be seen, except for the thumb) when he's hitting him. And the looks.. his looks is the scariest he could ever imagine. Quickly, he just exclaimed what he thought, "Ah! Ah! I forgot to tell you, Murasakibaracchi."

He successfully got his attention, and proceeded (he was sure he will take this bait, he got this word from his sempaii as they got into the station), "Kurokocchi made some dessert (on his own) when he's going to visit Akashicchi.. he made a pudding!"

Murasakibara got a twinkling eyes, and break off his momentum of intimidation. He mumbled, "I want that, Kise-chin! I want Kuro-chin's pudding!"

"I know.. if Kasamatsu-sempaii come along, you can have his pudding! RIGHT, his portion of pudding! I think Kurokocchi made lots of them.. Errhm, isn't that a great deal?," he bargained, since things are getting smooth.

Only fools would fall for that, and by any means of that, kids always had the knack for it. He turned over to the victim of his insensitive tongue, "Kasa-chin will do that?"

"Huh?!," he abruptly voiced out. The blue elite captain wondered where the hell did the intimidating guy went off. He can't feel his presence anymore, only an obedient kid is in front of him. His furious soul died down along with the weird act. Only the remembrance of keeping Kuroko by himself remained. Now, that creep him out.. did he just went to that extent because he's also desperate of his attention?

"Of course! Sempaii is a good guy. He'll be happy to give it to you.," Kise fixated the deal while things are getting good. Kasamatsu trailed off from his thoughts in straightening his ideals.

It was a thankful gesture, the purple all-over guy moved at the back of the oldest guy, and massaged his shoulders, "Oooh.. Kasa-chin is a nice guy.. No wonder Kuro-chin likes him."

Everyone was taken aback, quite literally. They don't know if it was specifically implied, but if he really meant it.. multiple scenarios ran through their minds like the reason for telling him the valuable information (in which, Murasakibara didn't know). Or about the little indication for letting him sing with him during the Karaoke event. And also, they would not forget the day that he officially claimed their friendship. Their own version of calling each other is certainly disgracing, they just couldn't tell it to the little guy.

Kasamatsu was motionless from his position. His statement caught him off guard, when he pronounced like.. could it be the 'like' when somebody really likes the person but in a very different way. NO! No can do, he can't think of unnecessary things but when he thought about it... he blushed.

"Are~? Does Kasa-chin can't also handle compliments? I only said it because you're going to give your food to me," the Center player muttered, looking around made him to speak out. While he was it at, he was playing with his face, piercing his digitus secundus through his cheeks. He only contemplated of why it was so hot, is he ill?

After some seconds, he moved away, everyone was still speechless. Really, what's wrong with them? Is everyone sick.. or when they got sick, they only want the candy after the treatment? Without much thinking, he speak again, "Aren't we going out now? I want to taste Kuro-chin's pudding already."

United by one motive, but separated from their own selfish desires, the whole gang made their move.. avoiding the social interaction called as conversation. Never knew that it will be this dangerous without the midgets around. Obviously, no one in the current group has the capacity to control the atmosphere in an immediate manner. Midorima may have the intelligence, but his logical patterns cannot be conveyed that easily. Momoi is also not cut for it, she can't fully comprehend the fight between boys. Somewhere in their mind, they really don't know how those two do it. They all went to the destination, with each of their own guesses. Charisma, wisdom, diplomacy or whatever it was, for sure, those two have their own unique way of straightening out things.

End of Omake **

Note: The start of this chapter is from a third-person view for Kuroko (just to be clear).

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Darkness will not Prevail if One would Simply Believe that the Sun is just Around the other Side

Paint it with black. If there is another color that can represent his outlook of the world, it would certainly be the shade of crow. The absence of light, it's scarier than he ever thought. There was no sign of people around him, he can't even see his own shadow. The atmosphere succumbing him, it's annoyingly quiet, and the cold, it's piercing through his delicate skin. This is going to make him insane, he tried reaching out his hand.. sometimes, he could get a glimpse of his father but it was not enough; he was not always there. As for his mother, her presence is not inviting. The truth is, the maternal figure is not in good terms with his son, for unexplained reasons. He did not trying asking her out since he thought that it will only madden her (face said it all when looking at her); his father's lip is also sealed. In order to cope up, he would try in studying hard.. and in a matter of time, he bore great results.

Yet, it was not entertained. She was not shunned by his academic achievements, not ever. This never stopped him from pleasing her, for noticing him as her son. He started making use of hands, and trained it with whatever comes into his mind; he would read books to broaden his knowledge. His first attempts were his school's assignment - stitching/sewing, woodcraft, drawing, and essays. Everything was only centered for her; the teachers gave an 'A' to all of his works. And like his grade results, he would leave it somewhere her mother can see. Not finished, he switched to magic tricks. At the time of her awaited telenovela, he would shyly performed it.

Again... he was ignored, no alms of attention was granted for him.

No other way to approach her, the lonely son settled for household chores. Cleaning, washing the dishes and his own clothes, he also tried one thing he liked from his mom which is cooking. Unfortunately, he has no one to taste his creations (the old man, no way!). He has one supporter though, which is his grandma (mother side) on whom he learned the art of brewing tea and some words of wise advice. But she's always been hospitalized because of her declining health.

Amidst the existing forlornness, only one field was left to aim for - basketball. He knew for a while that his body is not fit for such physical exertions, but if he wanted to be notice, he should strive for everything. He thought that maybe, he must be an over-all achiever in order to impress her. Yeah, that must be it; hard work pays off, he just need to hold on. Besides, the sport seems to be fun, the last match he watched was inspiring.

The moment he tried it, one word left from his small lips which is tiring, particularly when you're playing it alone. The ball game supposed to be played by multiple players.. however, due to normal (really?) circumstances, his presence is undetectable from a lot of people. Thus, the word was inevitable. It pretty much describe his simple desire to experience a mother's love. Sometimes, he'll ask to himself of why is he prohibited for such great sensation. What could have gone wrong? He never complained about the lack of parental supervision, he just wanted the recognition coming from his own mother. He had that kind of thinking when suddenly, an orange-haired boy popped in his sense of vision. *Wow, he was so bright, his smile,* he thought.

Time goes on, he escaped from the dark world that he's lurking in, a cage he locked himself. With the bright colors as his guide, he learned another form of love. It served as a replacement from something that he really wanted, and he never felt so good like before. The chances of being alone diminished tremendously, and he would take the time to spend it with them. Although there were heartaches along the way, he restarted just to get it back to shape. And right now, they're back in his life. They are in front of him, and at most, they looked like they're arguing.

Honestly, he wouldn't want that. He doesn't like the notion of crumbling down, for crying out loud... he doesn't want to be alone again. Without much thought in his mind, he stepped in, "..but it's wonderful, right? It makes your heart pounding when you hear it.. I-I think Akashi-kun made a great selection for choosing it."

The younger Akashi visibly portrayed his victory by grinning. The other one, Midorima grunted, his suspicions drove him to act recklessly.

Kuroko glanced back at his audience. Among the brilliant spectrum, there is one that stand out. It's the fearful color he had illustrated for his former condition - black. Normally, he had categorized these important guys with their eyes, but since he had the same from the other one, he settled with his hair color. His blackness was not frightening, though. More like, he's the serious and protective guy that would not want harm to come in his way. It only proved him right when he came over, carefully watching him right now.

Seconds after, another guy pursue the truth or truth situation, "Though, I'm quite curious Seijuro.. the arrangement was marvelous, alright.. Tetsuya did a great job, I'm impressed.. but son, why choose a romantic song? It's very out-of-character of you.. heh, don't tell me.. is that a sign that you're already seeing someone?"

Everyone was alerted by the Emperor Eye holder's father butt-in. From heart pounding, their beats only elevated to a higher level. The question was not an ice breaker, it's an effin' relationship breaker, whew. Kunio was not the patient type, he wanted some action. If his son can't do it, then what can a mad father do for him? The favor, yeah, that's what he blessed him for the whole group. He thought that they were becoming a cult for worshiping the poor, yet cute guy. And above his reasons, he was expecting the exact amount of rebel that his son would do for his so-called love. It would be amusing to let the bomb out, in front of all the competitors. A marvelous feat, he daresay.

Each on their own thoughts, their eyes were all locked to the heir of Akashi corporation. A quick gathering of his breath, Seijuro was about to open his elegant mouth, when someone... screamed at the top of his lungs, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Aomine was the one who smacked him with displeasure, "What the fuck, Kise! That was loud! My ears almost bleed.. damn it!"

Here's the deal: their promise is sacred, no one should break the rules.. even the father of an Akashi can't interfere. Kise as the first violator should better know it, out of everyone.

Okay, Seijuro got his signal. He's still absolute, anyway. Once he said that it's already agreed upon the five of them, it's set to stone. He kept his words, and showed his respects. He composed himself, and the thought of betrayal has vanished, "Papa, I will leave that to your imagination.."

Then, shifting to his predicted future husband, "For now, let's continue with our practice.. Tetsuya."

Kuroko nodded. Playing the violin was fun, it was sophisticated. For this reason, and again, an idea came to him that he wanted to show it to her mother, but unto his dismay, by the time he was good, she had left the house. Her Grandma was hospitalized from a faraway place, never knowing when they will come back.. pretty ironic. These are one of the things he's hiding, a sorrowful event in his life that he doesn't want to share with anyone. It would be a bother, he thought.

Kunio whined silently from his seat. He almost gave his son a chance, and what did he do? He just blew it, five grands.

Meanwhile, Midorima finally read his blood pressure, "One hundred forty one systolic and eighty two diastolic, Kunio-san you're high blood."

Great. The older Akashi sighed. He should have calmed down during the checkup. It was truly pathetic, he knew the reason for the uprising. He overworked himself from the pathetic display of his son. If he really wanted the little guy, he must be doing something about it. As an Akashi, he must show to everyone who's the supreme. Well, okay.. he's already fine with Tetsuya. He can see how his son had been captivated by this male species, his looks are nothing but a fraud. And there's more to it, he seems to be a competent with a lot of things, something he can approve of. Don't forget about his personality, frank should be his nickname.

BLAGH! - the sound of the sliding door opened. Everyone stopped from their current actions, and turned their attention to the person who barged in.

The male servant bowed, and didn't waste any time to speak, "I'm sorry.. Kunio-sama. Seijuro-sama. But Yukimura-sama seems to be going out wild.. Hajime-san can't tame him down and he didn't know what to do."

Nice timing, the younger Akashi cogitated. Surely, this was not on his plan but as things are going on right now, he thought of adjusting.. NO! It's not a sign of giving ways. Perhaps, he wanted things to be surprising. Where's the fun if all falls into his plan? That would certainly bore him. And so, he proclaimed, "I see. Thanks for telling us right away, Naoki-kun."

Teary-eyed, he must have been lucky that he's been recognized by his young master despite the fact that he's a newbie. It's not a genuflect, the way he lower his head is lower than the normal, "(Hai!) Yes, Seijuro-sama!"

His father saw his son smirked for an instant. Now, what was he thinking? Take Tetsuya on a ride and snatch him away from everyone? He hummed, and decided to wait for things to happen.

He was looking at him when he said something to his target, "Tetsuya, I believe that Yukimura heard you playing again the violin. He must have been happy."

"You think so?," Kuroko paused, and entertained everyone with his one-of-a-kind expression.

Holy mother of mackerel, Kunio almost dropped from his seat. Exaggeration aside, that was kind of unexpected.. again. He swore to God that he saw his picture perfect smile. And when he looked around, everyone was also in awe. He was truly adorable for that instant, he can't deny that fact. Wait.. this is bad. Something felt unnatural. Better shrug it off before it's too late. He pronounced, "If you guys are going to the stables, then I might stay here for a while."

He looked at his personal health inspector, "Shintarou, right? You may come along with them if you want. Let's continue the check up later on.. I wanted to be alone for now."

Now, who would leave his patient behind? The usual insisting is in his ideals as a proficient man, he displayed that battle face, but when he saw his shogi playmate motioned an 'it's okay' kind of expression, Midorima complied with his simple request, "As you wish, Kunio-san."

The accomplished CEO stood up after the whole group left the area. Ahhh, he never felt alive again. It's been so long.. the effects of losing his wife has strained him too much.

Dramatically, he moved to the sides of the grand piano, sweeping a touch of absolute care. Her beloved was on unparalleled beauty, he was madly in love with her.. everything about her was his fullest desires. And his most favorite part was her collar bone, there he would mark it with his love. The only thing he did not want was her physical condition; she's as fragile as a glass. The day that their son was born, Shizuka, his wife, has suffered tremendously from health deterioration. Every day was hard for him as he watched his beloved is nearing one foot in the grave.. but no matter what, she always stayed strong for their only-child; never showing her weakness. She was overjoyed that her body can give him something that he needed, a heir. She's so glad that she can be useful to him, before she can meet the other side. Up unto her last breath, he admired his beauty.

Looking back at his son's romantic interest, the little guy really reminded him of Shizuka. Fascinating. It must be the same blood as his son that he reacted earlier, and from there he chuckled. He wanted to discard his longing feelings.. maybe it's time to let go.

Life can be sometimes cruel, even for absolute people.

XXX

As the group approached their destination, an astonishing, white horse greeted them. It seems not hostile and rather, it is really anticipating for someone to come. Kuroko welcomed it with open arms, and was glad to see an old friend. Everyone's heart almost melted from the morally, socially, culturally or spiritually elevating scenario, their downtrodden and deprived thinking against each other has diminished. For now, there's no other mean in this but to relax.. yeah, chill out from the perfect warm weather.

A middle-aged man came out of the well-maintained stables, huffing, "Yukimura-sama, I said.. *pant. c-calm down.. *pant."

Upon looking, Yukimura has been tamed, a teal haired guy caressing its face. The groom (horse caretaker) had a hard time managing the startled horse, and to think that a simple touch could settle him down, his equestrian knowledge is still lacking. His father has retired from the business, and he has, without his consent, been tasked to take over. He's a new hire of the sort.

Getting back, the sight seems refreshing, the elegant stallion started shoving his face unto the cheeks of the stranger. Kuroko got tickled, "Yukimura-kun, did you miss me?"

Amongst the group, Hajime (the groom) saw his boss, and he started to panic, accumulated sweat drops in a matter of swift seconds. This could be bad news for him since he couldn't do his job properly. What could he say to his old man if he got fired in only a couple of days? He's totally a dead meat, and might be kick out from their house.. or even worse, have him be salvaged.

While the others are admiring the scene, Akashi noticed him, "Hajime-san, are the other horses alright?"

Hajime was totally flustered, he jolted.. and was only caught stuttering, "I.. I-.. (Hai.) Yes. I'm alright... I mean-. NO! n-no? Eeeh~. YES, rather! The others are sparkling f-FINE!"

"Relax, Hajime-san. You didn't mess up," the young master of the house only said. Beside him was the male servant earlier, basically overjoyed for experiencing again his considerate master in action. He commented, "That's right, Hajime-san. You didn't do anything wrong.. as a matter of fact, you did a good job on maintaining the cool of the other horses."

"You hear Naoki-kun.. thanks for looking out on the others, Hajime-san," Akashi didn't bow though. It was not a thing for absolutes to lower their head, that's preposterous.

It is also not a thing for big guys to weep some tears, but in cases like this, and as a loyal servant of the Akashis, he simply showed his gratitude, "I-! (sob).. Hajime was only doing his job.. it's really not worthy of your praise.. Seijuro-sama!"

Before the conversation turned into a series of apologies and appreciation, the sweet vanilla boy speak out, "Akashi-kun, can I have a ride with Yukimura-kun?"

Akashi can't help but soften down his facial features. Good mood is really hitting him; nostalgia must have taken over. For all the people that handled his favorite horse, Kuroko was the only one who can approach him on the first try. They get along pretty much easily with no problem at all. Therefore, he has no objection with his innocent appeal, "Sure, Tetsuya."

Everyone watched him as he commanded the horse to lower down, and when it obeyed, Aomine was amazed, "Wow! That's great, Tetsu."

"Shhh.. Aomine-kun, you're going to scare him with your voice," Kuroko shushed his previous best friend. As silence was permitted, gentling, he moved slowly towards the bare seat. He touched the horse here and there, securing its feelings. Hajime is almost gasping when he's witnessing the unsafe bareback riding (no saddle, bridle or reins), and upon glancing to his master, he seems calm and recollected. Well, he didn't know anything about the little guy, what he can understand is the faith entrusted to him. Moving unexpectedly will only commit tragedy so he gestured from the other guys to widen out.

Akashi moved his way to Kuroko, he offered him support on getting up in the horse's back. The groom drew his last breath since the petite boy finally had his seat at the back of the horse, and Yukimura has stood up again proudly. It seems pleasured to have the kid on his naked skin. A little more patting and the two began moving in a very slow pace.

*Insert sudden sound in here*

Everyone's attention was snatched when they heard a sound coming from the mansion.. it was from the piano. The tempo, it was so damn fast, recognized as a frantic pace with nearly uninterrupted runs of chromatic sixteenth notes. Good thing, Yukimura was not startled.

"The Flight of the Bumble Bee by Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov," Midorima uttered. He knew it quite well, the piece requires a great deal of skill to perform.

Akashi let out a sense of sigh (what was that for?), "That must have been my Papa."

On the upper side, Kuroko managed to comment on it, straight-faced, "But it's quite different from what I've heard.. this one's had a harsh vibe in it like he's mad or something."

"Hmmm.. you're right.. though, the rhythm is not off, he's still on the right keys," the green head retorted, it's a topic he can contribute. Akashi joined their discussion, and criticized his father's playing style. As for the other guys, Kasamatsu can catch their drift while the remaining were clueless, including Kise who owned a song (his manager handed over the composition, he didn't create it). Their heads were only directed on the current speaker, yet they don't understand a single thing. What the hell is with sharps and flats? Classical music is a pain in the neck; they rather skip it at school.

The song ended with a strong press of fierce emotion. At least, for the ones who didn't participate in the musical analysis, they appreciate the arrangement, lest not-knowing the original tone. It was kind of intense, they could get the chills. Despite it, the whole thing was not unpleasant and not punishing to the ear. They would give a perfect score if they were just asked.

When they were about to face each other, another song was played. An 'A minor' again, but this one is on a slower tempo with an arpeggio alternating between A minor and E major.

"Fur Elise by Ludwig van Beethoven," it was Kuroko who mentioned the one of the most popular compositions. He continued petting the horse to keep it calm.

Similar with the previous one, the tone was hard. Because of it, the normal representation of agitated, dark, sad, and ominous feeling was revamped to a higher sensation. A love song that is tragic, Akashi guessed the purpose of his father. He can feel his agony that he also possess, and from the realization.. he redeem victory. Of why? Because all through the years, after the death of his mother, Kunio never showed this side of him. He was the strong figure-heard, that even a loss of her beloved would not affect the performance of their company. Upon looking at the teal haired guy, he smirked. Kuroko always exceed his expectations.

The piece ends in its starting key of A minor with an authentic cadence.

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After twenty minutes have passed (Kunio stopped playing the piano after the second song), Kuroko finally get down from the horse. Parting, he hugged it again, and planted a kiss, "Thanks for the ride, Yukimura-kun."

For some reason, the suitors got jealous on his innocent act. Like dang, they wished that they were the horse on that time. And for an instant, they thought that the stallion was blushing since it reacted shyly and uttered a victorious neigh.

Approaching the small bluenette was the groom of the stables, he said, "Hey kid, that was dangerous.. I was pretty nervous all the time."

"My apologies.. ano~?," Kuroko was sorry, of course. He can't just contain the feeling of reuniting with an old friend.. it is something he can be happy about.

The middle-aged man servant became conscious of his pause, "Hajime Nakano, that's my name."

Once he obtained the needed variable for recognition, he resumed, "My apologies, Nakano-san.. I just thought that Yukimura-kun doesn't like any equipment on him.. eto~.. I was only responding to his feelings, and that's how I felt too."

"You should have at least put some reins on him—", an uprising in his grunting, Hajime was interrupted from lecturing the careless teen. Yukimura saved his friend, and started gobbling up his brown hair. Not only that his sepia locks are comparable to a haystack, but he's also being hostile with his friend. Don't he dare hurt Kuroko!

"Well, Hajime-san.. that's what you get on fighting with Tetsuya," Akashi whose menacing aura is down, he socialize again with his servant. He didn't smile, though. His outlook were not that scary anymore, more like, he's more relaxed when his adored is enjoying his time.

Seeing like it's the only option for his release, he communicated with his master's favorite stallion, "Alright.. alright, Yukimura-sama.. I—.. ack! I won't fight the kid anymore.."

Yukimura did stop his assault… after all, horses are socialites. What's frightening was its threatening gaze unto the whole group, as if no one can lay a hand on the sweet vanilla guy. There was a hard withdrawal of drool inside their throat, since it seems serious.

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As to regain humanity, Kise turned over to Akashi which he also vibes the good impression around him, "Ne~. Ne~. Akashicchi, could I get a ride on the horse too? (clasping hands).. PLEASE.. please.. It looks fun when Kurokocchi was on it."

There ain't no reason to say no, Kuroko is staring at him contently. With that, he pronounced, "Okay.. but aside from Yukimura, we only keep three more horses.. well, that is if everyone wanted to experience horseback riding.. you could just take turns."

"I'm on it, Akashi," the excitement has been absorbed. Aomine felt like he's going to do a good job on some horse-riding. His prodigious physique is a great advantage, heck, he could even show off, *Eyes on me, Tetsu.. I'll show you who's boss.*

For Murasakibara, he thought that it must be relaxing up there. He would not need to walk plus sharing his snacks with the horse sounds amusing. They could be friends just like Kuro-chin. And then, when they become friends, it would always let him ride, and he doesn't need to walk in his feet anymore. Now, that's a great idea, he thought. Earning this resolution, he muttered, "Me too, Aka-chin. I want to take a ride with a horse."

Since Dai-chan was eager to go, Momoi would eventually follow through.. with Kuroko as her inspiration, she really likes the idea that she was at the back of his eternal crush (cuddling him, and smelling his addicting odor from his nape), and together they're riding the elegant, white horse. Pretty romantic, isn't it? Cheery as the first requester, she voice out, "Me three, Akashi!"

Everyone seems to be in hype, Kasamatsu as much as he wanted to express his sentiments; he would also like to try it. Who is he kidding anyway? Bearing in mind the large population in Japan, only a few numbers of ordinary citizens can experience this horseback riding. Almost around the scope were eye-catching tall towers and modern structures, and to find a large land filled with cultured grass in the middle of an urban city, he could already identify himself as lucky.

Unbeknownst to him, the reason for him to be there was already beside him, tugging the hem of his plain shirt. Okay, that's his low presence for you. The trickster mumbled, "How about you, Yukio-senpaii? Would you like to experience it?"

Misdirection.. check! The rest of the group was still giggly unto their own positions. Kuroko shifted to him at the right time, and not to waste his sneaky effort, he exclaimed, "I.. if Akashi said it's fine.. then, alright."

Like Jesus, who could say 'No' with that face? His big blue eyes were just irresistible. Crap.. he blushed again involuntarily, *Ugh.. why did I react like the horse?*

But wait.. Emperor Eye was extremely active. Nothing can pass through him, especially in Tetsuya's case, and he's just around the corner. Akashi saw the two, getting chummy behind the scenes. If instincts grew into him, he would have confronted them already.

Restraint. Yeah, that's it. He's an intellectual person, and has tact. He only lowered his head for a little while of thinking… and voila! It's alright to let them be, whether it peeved him or not. Let the others known their act for themselves.. the awareness should not be coming from him. By this method, he would not be labeled as someone who is envious for seeing his love interest from someone's company. The drunken (slight) incident has taught him a lesson. Akashi has a perfect personality, he must not fall into that cheap sin. Moreover, his idiot friends can take over the job.. this time, he can rely on them. From there, he could worsen the commoner's situation that he shouldn't be in.

One person left who didn't join the ruckus, he gazed towards him, "Shintarou. Don't tell me you're just gonna watch in there?"

Midorima was confused. Is this really Akashi? He seems friendlier than the usual. Going back to the first string of event.. yeah, he let them in without a trace of hitch. He allowed Kuroko's treat to be eaten by his competitors. He even endorsed everyone to hear Kuroko play the violin. Shouldn't he be hiding Kuroko for himself? Now this, the megane admitted that his man-crush is freaking adorable on riding a horse, and for great impressions, it's bareback! Really, what was he thinking?

"Shintarou. Are you ok?," was the redhead's impulsive inquiry.

The receiver of his question straightened out from his leaning head. Probably, this is not the time to analyze everything, and undeniably, he can't come up with a conclusion. He only uttered, "S-since everyone is going.. I have no choice but to come as well."

Kise heard him just right. He bickered, "Ahahaha.. Midorimacchi is still a tsundere.. you know, you could just say yes if you really wanted it... it's written all over your face."

"I didn't say anything that… that I do not want it," he retorted, circling his sight from everyone. Disagreeing was not the best course of action, he thought.

A smirk... but not the devilish one. Akashi riposted, "So.. are you trying to say that you really wanted it? (snorted).. I did not expect this Shintarou, are you that immature?"

"A-Akashi," he was stunned, dropping the notion of being mocked. For someone he knew from their three years of serious relationship (please, it's not the way you think it is.. he was only pertaining to his attitude), the intimidating guy can really.. smile. Wide eyes, REALLY?

Another round of spotting, he unconsciously paused to a certain person. He remembered a vision from the drunken (slight) incident, the time when Kuroko molded his face to show him that Akashi is enjoying. OH GOD! It really is the same face.

Before he traded this revelation to a black syndicate (exaggeration inserted), and as everyone was anticipating another word of denial from him, he gave up eventually, "W-whatever."

XXX

Minutes passed..

"WHY AM I FULLY-CLOTHED?! I want to do it like Kurokocchi does it-ssu!, " a way to start their session. When he said he was all geared up for precaution, so as everyone else, including Akashi (not the whole set, though). Kise now tried removing the ugly chest protector, "I do not need them! I am not idiot, you know."

"Kise-sama, it was for your own protection.. we don't want our guest getting hurt," Nakano, the groom, implied. He's using a moderate tone so as not to also scare the domestic animals. Just for information, they were a breed coming directly from China, it goes by a tag of heavenly (flying) horse, Ferghana. Only of high status can have the hands on them, an Akashi would most likely have an access to them. To top it off, they are delicate.

"Are you trying to tell me that I'm incompetent?! Hah?! Don't you know who you're talking to.. I am the talented Kise... I can do anything, you know," he was saying those things while the other guys from the first batch were getting rid of it too. Aomine huffed that it was so hot while Murasakibara only commented that it was small for him.

The middle-aged man panicked in his mind, he has the same stubbornness when he got started. Because of his stubbornness, somebody else got hurt instead of him. It's a thing in his past that he wouldn't want to happen to anyone. Horses are wild in their nature so they shouldn't be underestimated. Points taken, he should know what's right.

Akashi sensed his grumpy approach, thus, he speak out for him, "Just let them be, Hajime-san.."

"But Seijuro-sama—"

The male servant who is still accompanying his master intervened, "Hajime-san, young master's orders are absolute.. please keep that in mind."

Hajime fell silent. He simply wanted to convey his part, no sign of recalcitrance.

Apart from the person present in the group, there is one guy who was totally displeased with his friend's behavior. Kuroko, the ever blunt he is, he approached the arrogant model, "Kise-kun, you're being rude to Nakano-san."

Kise's heart started thumping, and not because of love. It was about his love shutting him, "I know you're great but you shouldn't have said it like that.. Nakano-san was only concern with us and that's all about it."

"I'm quite disappointed, Kise-kun.. I never knew you were like that," his voice was supposed to be soft, but why is it ringing so much in his head? It's so loud in his mind, he can't take it all in. Like shit, this can't be happening. His mask has been unveiled carelessly in which was known by his favorite past instructor, and been long forgotten. Sticking to basketball, he didn't find any other activity.. but it doesn't mean his adaptability skill has also faded.

Kuroko mindlessly switch to the other guys, exclaiming, "I'm more impressed by Aomine-kun and Murasakibara-kun for keeping their cool."

The identified ganguro flinched a little, he was about to yap his discomfort about the crazy suit.. Kise was first to complain so he only grunted on his side. As for Murasakibara, he smiled for being mentioned. Kuro-chin is really nice to him (outside the court).

Pointing out to them, the tall blonde tried making blames, "B-But they have also remove theirs too."

"Kise-kun, are you trying to make me hate you more?," he rolled his eyes, giving him one last chance to redeem himself. Kise was like this before.. guess old habits can't be completely gone from this breathing world.

Kneeling, Kise grabbed his shorts, "N-n-no! NO! I don't want that.. please.. Please tell me, Kurokocchi. What can I do for you to forgive me? I will do anything, I promise! J-just.. just don't hate me.. please!"

He looks pathetic.. but he don't mind. It only showed how dependent he was to Kurokocchi. In a way that he can't live carelessly with the thought of his love interest loathing him. He can cry now if it needed from this situation. Of course, not the pretentious one, the real, wet tears he will pour for a love that will be lost.

"Simple. Apologize to Nakano-san, Kise-kun.. then, if you do that, I can forgive you," the Phantom Sixth Man made his deal. It sounded so easy... doing it was hard for someone who established pride as their center piece.

"NAKANO-SAN!," yet, for the last member of the Generation of Miracles, Kise can easily throw away his pride if Kurokocchi was at stake. He will be a dog obeying him, in case extremes were talk about. With his victim of his stupid mouth, he pronounced, "Nakano-san, I'm sorry for my cocky behavior.. It was not my intention to be rude.. I-I just want Kurokocchi to see me as the GREAT KISE.. and nothing more."

He bowed, forty five degrees above the greeny pasture, "for that.. I'M REALLY SORRY!"

"I-.. err.. well, that's fine as long as you understand it. If you really don't like the chest protector, fine.. just keep the other gear in contact, then we're OK," Nakano said whatever on his mind.

"(Hai!) Okay!," brimming with confidence for his mistake, he stood proud again. Then, a quick switch and shrieked, "Kurokocchi, do you forgive me?"

"NO.," the lowest appeal from his emotion... cold. Everybody was cheering him from their mind.. that was a way to go! The loud bastard need this shutting up for once in a while.

As an effect, Kise was completely petrified, a case where Medusa was not the perpetrator. The bird 'Adarna' from a tropical country's folklore could not be the culprit, it was never spotted from the scene. Svartálfar, basilisk, and cockatrice were also out of the option. And last, Lake Natron (which believed that animals are turned into stone) has not been transferred in their area all the way from Tanzania. To simply put, his soul is dead, the epic love has come its passing.

A soft chuckle, the trickster mumbled, "I'm only joking Kise-kun.. you kept your words.. so I forgive you."

"Mou~. You had me in there," the unstoned guy pouted, a tear flowed reflexively. The other guys just brushed it off with a laugh.

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After some time, the first batch of riders positioned themselves, following the oldest guy for instructions.

The stable person made a briefing, "Alright, everyone.. if you're going to have horseback riding, you should at least be one with your horse. COMMUNICATION, my brothers. That's what the most important is. Our horses right here are very sensitive from their very core.. so don't be aggressive, okay?"

"COMMUNICATION is my best asset. That's easy-ssu!," Kise and his big confidence lead him the way. Being a model and all, this was definitely his field of expertise.

Facing the gelding assigned to him, he gestured one of his signature pose, "Hey sexy, won't you let me ride on you."

Or not.. horses are different. Kassho the brown horse, in a very swift manner and from the moment Kise closed his eyes, bend its head forward and chewed his head.

"Hahaha.. what a dumb ass.. you should do it like—," Aomine with his contemptuous ridicule, was about to face his steed, when Makkuro the black horse, imitated its mate, and chomp also his navy blue hair.

As for the last guy, Murasakibara took out something from his bag, "Here.. horse-chin. Have some of my pocky."

Unfortunately, Kokai the red-brown horse did the same thing and was not tempted by the foreign object. All guys tried to move out from their horses, when Kuroko voice out his concern, "Kise-kun.. Aomine-kun.. Murasakibara-kun.. please stay right there."

"Eehhh~. But it's so sticky," Kise whined, his golden locks was groomed with many expensive hair products. What a waste!

Trying to act that he's not annoyed, he kept in mind not to show his war-freak attitude towards his partner, "He's right, Tetsu! I-I can't.. fuck.. take this."

"No, that's fine," at least his face doesn't display any amusement. But nope, that's what is more pressing.. Kuroko rarely exhibit any emotion so it's very hard to tell.

In case they wanted an answer, the purple haired guy does the inquiring, "I don't mind, Kuro-chin.. but why? (munch).. Why.. (munch).. should we stay like this?"

The small bluenette didn't cough, he paused for a second and said, "Well, I think they're the one who is trying to make the first move.. they're only trying to feel you, guys."

Hajime in his whole life, he never felt so amaze from someone before. The kid is an animal genius, this only proved him that his skills are still on amateur level. He brooded over the white guy if he attended some kind of equestrian school, since for him, he was only taught by his father in their own farm. 'Cause if not, he thought that he could be a legend.

Right from the other side, the second batch, Midorima commented abruptly, "T-that's gross.. I think I can't stand that."

"Teehee.. but it looks fun, Mido-rin," Momoi was clearly giggling from her position. This kind of reunion is the best! Not minding that its unscheduled, she can't help but smile from the scene.

"FUN? Where's the FUN in there? A-and.. why are you still calling me Mido-rin. THAT is not CUTE! -nanodayo," tsundere alert, he's blushing from the invented nickname.

Pursing her lips, Momoi uttered her discontent from his dishonesty, "Mou~. You're boring, you know. If you're like that, Tetsu-kun will not come to like you."

The last from their group, Kasamatsu spoke on his mind, *Ah.. shocks. I'm really feeling left out in here.*

He sighed. It was not his thing to be negative. He should have known by now his right place. The only reason that should matter to him was his friend's welfare. This kind of stranger treatment should not hinder him, and make him feel to leave the area. Things were just out of his hand... there is just no helping it. He only need to cope up. Stay strong, Yukio!

Focal point unto the another side of conversation, the male servant Naoki opened up with his young master, "Seijuro-sama, Tetsuya-sama is really something, isn't he? (pause).. just about earlier, I happen to taste the left-overs from the food that he made, and I was shocked how good it was.. a-and isn't he the one playing the violin earlier? I mean, wow, I was moved to tears when I heard him.. Tetsuya-sama is so talented.. hehe, I think I'm starting to like him now."

Akashi who was already sitting on his favorite horse, he ordered his servant to come closer to him. He cannot let this slide, his self law would not allow such deviance. Without changing faces, he only whispered, "Naoki-kun, please stop the first name basis for him.. you're not close to him. Okay?"

"(Hai!) Yes, Seijuro-sama! His name is Kuroko-sama! Understood.," he suddenly became attentive. Does this mean it's alright for him to be called on his first name.. is it because they're already close (in spite of being hired one month before)? Then, this must be a privilege.. a great one!

"AND last but the most important, you're not allowed to like him," sharp, that's how it should be. Boy, he got the wrong person to express his emotions. It's already been taxing to him on allowing an outsider in his house, then, this pipsqueak. He won't tolerate another bastard on getting close to Tetsuya, "I don't like it hearing from you.. are we clear on that?"

"(H-Hai!) Y-yes, Seijuro-sama!," his orders are absolute. Naoki must not fall into disobedience, his young master is always right. Maybe, he is only concern of what calamity he may fall in, from the time he befriend the talented Tetsuya. Yeah, that must be it! Looking at his circle of friends, they seem to be intimidating. A mere servant like him doesn't have what it takes to keep pace with them. He was no match.. again his young master was right.

Total manipulation was served. Akashi played his cards all too well, the weakling is easy to handle. Pour a little of everything nice, he'll be a loyalist in no time.

Going back to the first string, Kise announced his merry achievement, "Ahahaha.. Kurokocchi you're right!"

The horses stopped gnawing their riders, they were now in acquaintance terms (hurrah for licking?).

Hajime couldn't contain his feelings, and he uttered his discovery, "W-wow.. just wow, Kuroko-dono.. I did not know about that.. h-how did you get it from that point?"

Everyone faced him. Not that pressure is pressuring him, the Phantom Sixth Man actually loved the idea that his crushes are looking at him directly, "Eto~. This may not sound reasonable but all is down with animal instincts.. one must observe from the way they move like the simple swaying of their tails.. sometimes it will give you some hints that he had took a liking.. or from their eyes like earlier, I thought that they're trying to open up with you guys."

"Like biting off our head, and mess up our hair with their drool?," Aomine protested.

"That's right, Aomine-kun.. they're marking you.," he ended his lecture with a bang! Welp, not fireworks. His words were just direct. (This part is from my imagination, I don't hold any facts in here.)

Moving to his side was the redhead, "As expected of Tetsuya, I think I learned something from you again.. that was splendid, alright."

He was not ruffling his hair, yet he felt looking downward, "I-It was nothing, Akashi-kun."

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Now that things are at its end lecture, a round of applause was not entertained. A calm soul is required, and with that, they faced their partners.

"Okay, now that everyone has opened up. You guys can now ride the real thing.. oh but please, don't get overexcited.. you guys should still be cautious of their feelings.," Nakano announced.

Upon hearing, he immediately top over his horse, "Heh. This is going to be a piece of cake."

Kise didn't waste another second, and followed through, "Wanna race, Aominecchi?"

"Oooh.. That sounds fun, Kise-chin.," Murasakibara was already riding his partner horse, moving towards them.

*These guys are just so reckless,* the groom face palmed. Well, at least, they are on it. No more use on making it big.

As the leader of the group, Akashi decided on the racing terms, "The one who reaches the front entrance and get it back here first would be the winner."

This is going to be a mess. Okay.. even if Hajime wanted to make it big, he can't. Young Master's orders are absolute, he can't possibly voice out his worry. It is really not right to raise his voice against their owner. What's left for him was to put his trust to Kuroko-dono. The little guy always pursue what's right so there's nothing to worry about (he's fidgeting). Right?

"I place my bet on Akashi-kun," was his response, no sign of care in his face.

BLAGH! BLAGH! BLAGH! - the stable person pounded the fence in defeat; he was seen tearing. Naoki noticed him, and asked, "Are you alright, Hajime-san?"

How could he be alright?, pun intended.

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The group still had their race with Hajime's (half) consent. Akashi was the obvious winner, he waved at Kuroko when he came back. Second on the line was Aomine. Though, he couldn't be counted as a winner since he was not riding his horse when he came back. The violent teen was chasing after Makkuro when they got into the finish line, he cursed it for not coming back to him when he fell from its back. Third was Kise who was badly beaten. He reached over at his Kurokocchi, but was blocked by his active admirers. He was covered in so much mess, mud and grass combined. Nevertheless, he told everybody that he fell to the ground for almost six times. Somehow, he regret the action of removing the main protector, his back is hurting like hell. Kasamatsu had a chance to steal a scene, he added some kick in his ass, and nagged him for being careless. It'll be the end of them if he can't play during the semis.

Last in line, and no sign of trouble, Murasakibara really did took his time on his return. Kokai was only walking him, and didn't participate on running (even it can sense the laziness coming from the huge Center). The gluttonous giant didn't mind, though. He told everyone that they are in-sync, meaning they are friends now. It was mission accomplished, he thought.

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Back with the whole group, the first ones finally removed all the gear around their body.

"AAAAHHH! I never thought that riding a horse was that hard!," Aomine raised his arms upward, stretching it. Saturday sure was a great day to do horseback riding. Since the mood has set this out for him.. he sneakily wormed in unto someone, "Here I thought that I could beat Tetsu.. shit, I'm so tired of running... like how big is this estate anyway."

Kuroko was the same as ever, and face him without a pinch of embarrassment, "Aomine-kun, you stink."

"Well, of course.. have you ever smell sweat that is good? Hahaha.. Damn, Tetsu.. you should have teach me—," summer heat was hitting him, the closeness was sufficient.. right until a disturbance came already. Kise was advancing to them, forgetting his state of affairs, "WAAH! Aominecchi get away from Kurokocchi!"

"Oi—!"

"Kise-kun, don't come near us.. you smell bad like a sewer rat.," the small bluenette broke the news.

Four words.. these four words keep repeating in his mind as he heard it. 'Like a sewer rat', it's a figure of speech (simile) that he would not like to be compared at. 'Like a sewer rat', it's one of those cheapest species in the whole Wide Earth that he loathed. 'Like a sewer rat', the brand Kise doesn't smell like ONE! Shaking knees, he fell to the ground, blurring his magnificent eyes.

Murasakibara passed through him, and ignored him completely. What is he doing in there?, he mused. Guess, it's another drama of his. Anyways, as he got to the teal haired guy, he said, "Kuro-chin.. next time, teach me how can I make the horse jump.. i-if there is a next time."

Akashi was also beside them already, putting his stealth of dismay, he uttered, "Well, thanks to you guys, we didn't have more time to practice with the violin."

A moment of silence.. tumbleweed rolling. What he said was an undeniable fact. And with Kuroko who has nothing to say, the others were only waiting for the next words.

"It's fine, though.. so far I'm enjoying," he turn away his gaze, and zipped a beam of amusement. Achievement checked, he's doing good in being good.. just perfect.

"A-Akashi," Midorima accidentally let out his name, not by his own will.

The Emperor Eye holder shifted his attention to him, stilling his relaxed face, "Yes, Shintarou?"

He can't believe it, the sharpshooter wanted to record these moments. He's thinking on some kind of blackmail, and crap... this is just epic. He covered his mouth for not letting out the mirth. It was just too funny for him. Akashi, smiling? That is not so true. For sure, he only wanted to look good in front of Kuroko. He muttered, "N-n-n-. pft.. nothing."

*Oh, Shintarou! You're too obvious.. if you think I don't know what you're thinking, then think again. I AM WATCHING YOU, SHINDERE!*, it was playing his mind. For now, he maintained his posture, "Oh right.. you still haven't take your turn.. sure, we can continue."

As the two left them, Aomine whispered something to his former partner, "Akashi is creeping me out, Tetsu."

This time, he was shocked, "Eh? Don't be, Aomine-kun."

"Why shouldn't I be? The Akashi we know is scary..," the Touo Ace went back from whispering. Pointing out to the smiling Akashi, "Not like that."

For the record, Kuroko became serious of breaking it, "That's because you're not seeing him when he's at home.. Akashi-kun is nice to everyone in here."

What they didn't know, they were already facing each other from the heated moment.. like real close. They could sense each other's breath, and it's as if time has stopped between them. Good ol' memories flashed back again.. it was just like this too. The addicting warmth of one another, they didn't mind their stupid hormones. The presence of the light and the existence of the shadow, the two dedicated themselves as partners against all odds. Unforgettable days, it was the best time of their lives. As navy blue meets baby blue, both resurface a gushing heat into their cheeks.

"Ahh.. is that so?," Aomine averted his eyes. Dang! He wanted to kiss him.

Kuroko just nodded, he didn't move from their closeness. He was having a heart attack, no other way around from taking an action.

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Sooner or later, Aomine was the first to move out.. he approached his childhood friend, Momoi. It only took a few minutes for her to be like by Makkuro. He tried glancing back, Kuroko was nowhere to be seen from their spot. Oh, what a waste. If he held his feelings, will it be always like this? He was really the ignorant one in here.. like when did he ever stand up for Kuroko? Oh right there is one, it was when he had lost hope of basketball. After it, he returned the favor. Kuroko and his small back protected him from people who bad-mouthed him, including his father and the rest of the Generation of Miracles. Sometimes he'll pick up a fight, even if he knew for himself that he can't win against them.

He never asked for it, though. He was a strong man, the independent one or whatever it is called. He faced all his hardships alone.

But he was proven wrong when the other one left him, the significant shadow or partner in his life. Kuroko was the only one of whom he could ask for.

*Shit.. this again*, Aomine grunted. Makkuro was the one who sensed his anxiety so it moved to him, and licked his face momentarily.

"W-What the—," the cold, slick perception was registered in his tan skin, breaking his instance of negativity. The horse was actually showing him where the teal haired guy went off.. and what he saw was immediate realization. If he didn't held his feelings, it will not be like this.

Hovering into them, Kuroko was assisting the outsider. Unknown to the identified ganguro, in order for the small bluenette in stilling his pumping emotion, he misdirected his thoughts to someone else. In there, Kasamatsu was having a hard time communicating with his partner, Kassho. This made Kuroko feel guilty, no one was trying to help him.. not even hold a conversation. He was eyeing his special friend for a while ago, and he's like being treated differently. He can't let this bypass him, the raven haired guy was only worried about him, of how he will fare in this session.

He waited for Aomine to break out, and moved his way to his special friend.

When that time came, Kuroko approached him, gathering all his strength to be normal, "You should have called me, you know."

He wanted to be cool, Kasamatsu the bold. He countered back an excuse, "B-But I might be interrupting you guys.. besides, I can do this on myself. They are just horses, I am Yukio."

"Helping you is not an interruption, YUKIO-SENPAII.. drop off that attitude, it's not good for Kassho-kun," Kuroko wanted him to know that he's there. He won't just change his treatment of him.. even when he's with his exceptional friends. His feelings will always be the same.

Feeling tingly, "Ahh.. geez.. thanks, Tets-kun."

He locked eyes with him, and he's glad that he understood his intentions. He chuckled, "That's right.. you can depend on me."

Going back to Aomine's side, her pink haired childhood friend became aware of his umbrage, "What's wrong, Dai-chan? Are you okay?"

Snip.. a line of thread hit him (consciousness came back). He swayed his right hand, and make her go away, "I-.. I'm fine."

Before he brood over again for his actions, the purple giant make his way to him, he carelessly uttered, "Kuro-chin noticed us."

"Shhh.. not so loud Murasakibara," Aomine circled an arm in his neck, and grabbed him inside a field that no one can hear them. Well, in reality, few centimeters away from their original position.

Actually, they did not agree on anything. It was their group instinct that they should not bother talking to the outsider. Murasakibara mumbled, "Eh? We don't need to hide it anymore.. it's pretty obvious anyway."

Aomine doesn't know if the has this thing in lecturing but he did it anyway, he scowled, "It's still different if we admit it.. ugh, do you want Tetsu to hate you?"

The Akashi underdog analyzed what he said. A situation wherein he told Kuro-chin that he doesn't like talking with Kasa-chin because he's an eyesore.. and he did not get his portion of chawanmushi and pudding (Kasa-chin rejected his irresistible offer). Most likely, Kuro-chin will say that he will not fulfill his promise of baking sweets for him since it was on his birthday that he said that. Meaning, disliking Kasa-chin.. no sweets. What a terrible tragedy, he thought.

With his finished conclusion, he faced Aomine seriously, "No. I don't want that."

"Then, shut your mouth.. and just eat your snacks," he grunted. Next to Midorima, then Akashi and Kise.. wait it's kinda all of them. He wanted to point that after the three, he's also hard to talk with. His former teammates had their own share of weird personalities.

"(Hai.) Okay," Murasakibara saluted.. and cracked a humor. "I didn't know that Mine-chin was smart."

Oh, was that a blow below the belt? Or a direct insult in his air-filled head? He is about to assault him, when his childhood friend came back, "Dai-chan is.. smart? What are you guys talking about?"

Not the same reaction when Tetsu did it or not even better than him, Aomine almost had an heart attack, "G-gah.. Satsuki, damn it.. don't pop up like that."

"I was right there the whole time.. duh!," she bubbled up her cheeks.. definitely not a Tetsu joke. "So what about it? I think I heard something that goes with Tetsu hating Muk-kun."

Murasakibara did the Batsu gesture, crossing his arms in a shape of an 'X' in front of him, "Kuro-chin wouldn't hate me.. not ever. I think Momoi-chin misheard it."

She raised the left side of her eyebrows, "Then, what are you guys talking about? I don't want to be left out.. mou~."

"It's nothing important, Satsuki.. just get back there and—"

Momoi blocked his view, launching her fully-formed big breast, "I won't leave unless you tell me."

Despite her pestering, his attention was still captured by an annoying scene.

Kuroko is doing it in body contact. He doesn't mind if everybody is looking at them. He pursue his lesson tenaciously, "Okay, relax yourself.. you can breath in and out. Look at him in the eyes, and don't hesitate.. make him feel that you're not going to harm him."

He tapped his shoulder, then lift the extension of it, "Extend your arms like this.. then, move closer.. little by little... and just a little more."

Soft hands felt another soft texture, Kasamatsu reached the upper part of its nose. Clawing all the way to its jowls, the horse felt good, "I-. I did it."

Kuroko nodded, "I knew you could do it.. and oh, don't stop right there. Keep communicating with Kassho-kun, he liked being touched."

Moving back, the Intel holder voiced out her discovery, "Is this about Tetsu-kun and Kasamatsu-san?"

Murasakibara flat it out, no hesitation at all, "(Hai.) Yeah."

"AH! Why did you tell her?!," Aomine yelled at him in full blast. Sorry, but he just let out his rage.. in this rough manner. At least, it did not cause any human casualty.

Checking his ear, he inserted one finger and rubbed inside, "Momoi-chin already caught you staring at them.. you can't deny any further, Mine-chin."

This time, she did not gave any time to respond back. Mostly, she already had an idea, and gave him her mocking cat-mouthed face, "So what about them, Dai-chan? (gasp).. don't tell me.. are you jealous?"

"JEALOUS!? W-w-w-why would I be j-j-jealous?," from rage, then to confusion.. and Aomine went back to rage. "Y-You're talking shit, Satsuki."

Brittle.. it's an appropriate word for a girl's feelings. Growing up with the rascal, doesn't mean that she will be used with it. Violent words like shit can damage her pure soul. It's a good thing that she didn't fall in love with a bastard. Tetsu-kun is way better than him, and most probably he doesn't deserved someone like him. She put up her own act, and left, "Whatever, stupid Dai-chan."

To the rescue, or rather put salt in the open wound was the other guy, "Are you okay, Mine-chin? You look like you're face is going to explode."

"You're asking that question when you already know the answer.. f-fuck.," since it's already out, he said it anyway. What he didn't know was the other one had also build up his envy.

"I'm jealous, Mine-chin.," he said.. and point at them. "Look, they're at it again."

Kasamatsu almost let out a girlish scream but was saved from moving closer to his special friend, "Aaaah.. isn't he going to bite me?"

Oh.. he mumbled very low, a tone not detectable by decibels, the word of 'God.' Like Lord, he wanted to hugged him back there. He can do it downright if he wanted to.. but for applying respect and trust, Kuroko remained still, "He's trying to smell you now, don't worry."

"Well, if you say so.. ah! Sorry, I hugged you suddenly.," he freaked out from his own actions. He was the bold, damn.

As soon as he noticed a reaction, in front of him was a mumbling Kuroko, "If it's you.. I don't mind, Yukio-senpaii."

Okay, there's no stopping them. No one was making a move to separate them. With Kise unconscious, the intellectual ones have nothing inside their sleeves.. only but mindless, sharp statements of abomination. For example, they have a list in their mind of how many physical interaction did Kasamatsu commit. So from the counts, they would triple it on an imaginable punishment for him. Akashi tracked four integers, it's equivalent to twelve cuts in his hair.. though, he's not going to stop until he is bald, and penetrate it up to his skull. Now that's what you call as Sinister.

Aomine could only grit his teeth, "You know it's on the deal, Murasakibara.. ah, GOD! You're name is too long."

It was starting to piss him off too.. he wanted to crush Kasa-chin since he was too close with Kuro-chin. Nevertheless, he answered the guy beside him, "Kuro-chin never complains about my name, he even say it with one more syllable."

A short stare from him, then he resumed their talk.

"Ah, right, the deal.. I guess we're stuck in here, and we can't do anything about Kasa-chin.," he said it, no less was extracted. It's only common sense that they shouldn't do bad things when Kuroko is around. "I don't know much about the Pride part.. but I don't plan on losing, Mine-chin."

"Even against your master?," now this is what you called a conversation, the tan skinned man mused.

Murasakibara batted the serious eye, "(Hai.) Yeah, even against Aka-chin."

Aomine agreed completely, "Heh.. Then, we're the same.. sorry to break it to you, but I'm going to kick all your asses."

"The next game will be yours and Kuro-chin.. what are you going to do about it?," since they're on it, he asked it anyway. Murasakibara would not forgive himself if he held back, he almost waged war from someone who defeated him one time. Well, not almost, he actually did. He's not a complete asshole who will be obedient with Akashi for an eternal time, a right opportunity must be executed. He thought that little guys should keep on looking up from tall guys like him, not the other way around.

With an eyes of a hungry panther, he responded furiously, "Isn't that obvious? I'm going to beat the shit out of his new Light, and win over Tetsu."

"Mine-chin is scary.. but not too scary for me. I can crush you, you know.," he lazed it out, no sign of flustering. In fact, he was pumped up.. this is what he wanted - thrill.

There's no other great ending by saying his signature statement, "The only one who can beat me is ME."

Switching to side of the intellectuals, Midorima and his habit of fixing his glasses, made his entrance, "What are those two talking about? They seem to be declaring war at each other."

"You're telling me that when your only concern is Tetsuya.," this is Akashi, regaining back his true form. Misdirection is not his skill, only Tetsuya could play it beautifully. He knew what those eyes are looking for, avoiding it is really his style. Since they've been together for quite some time, he tried striking the hot iron.

The pitch, yeah it was higher, "N-nah. What are you talking a-about? I-I-I was not looking at him at the whole time!?"

Naoki backed off. This is a battle between the higher beings, getting caught in there is not a suitable option. He dragged Hajime along the way, and they watched from afar.

Piercing, mocking and discriminating, his eyes are really alive for some kind of unknown reasons. He said, "Shintarou, you already said it for yourself."

*Tch. I fucked up again,* the green haired thought inwardly. There's really no escaping from his Emperor Eye, his attempts were foreseen by him. BUT, he could not always be right since this time, he will change. Denying almost at anything should just be a thing in his past.. he will regret for not doing anything.

"F-fine," Midorima gave up, almost dramatically. "Then, why are you doing this? Why are you acting so good around Kuroko?"

Playing the fool, he played with his voice, "I was always GOOD."

The green haired megane kept his roll, "Y-you can't fool me Akashi. Whenever we're alone, you would always tell me on how you love g-g-g-groping his ass."

"Oh.. that's pretty vulgar, Shintarou.. I didn't know you had it in you," there goes his smirk, the devilish one.

"J-just answer my question," he insisted.

"As expected of Shintarou, you saw through me.. yeah, I was just acting good," he leaned his face, wanting a direct attack. It's annoying, though (as much as he doesn't want to admit it). The tall green haired guy is looking down on him. Ankle break could be a solution, but doing it to him is only a waste of action. His words can destruct him anyway. "So what now? You're going to tell Tetsuya about it?"

"MY.. Can you even talk with Tetsuya? I bet you can't.. well, if you manage to talk with him, would he believe you?," Akashi is winning this, no doubt about it. Midorima fought him with his own version of glares. Green versus red, the electrifying stares were outrageous.

Apparently, it was back to the original pair. Kasamatsu is witnessing something bizarre, "Tets-kun.. I don't know. Your friends are really weird.. just look at them, they look like they're mocking at each other on something."

Kuroko only drew a face of nothingness, "They're just like that.. I think they're competing again at each other.. you know, youthfulness."

And that's how things got its curtain drop. It ended with a legitimate Kuroko joke.

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Finally, everyone has settled down.

The second batch also had their own race, with Naoki Ono substituting for Akashi's steed. The redhead decided to stay with Kuroko, and regain the time that they were apart.

Since the teal haired guy has been hands-on with Kasamatsu, taught him on proper gestures to make his horse respond to him, he achieved first place. Oh, Kise came back to life, and he was the one who congratulate him. Second in line was Momoi, then followed by Naoki. The last place goes to Midorima, in which he didn't anticipated. Kokai refused to be taken by his antics.

After it, they want back to the mansion. They were actually been welcome by Kunio himself. He told the group that they really did took their time, and forgot to track it. Time-check, it's already past three in the afternoon. Upon hearing it, Murasakibara's tummy growled loudly through-out the hall. Followed by Aomine.. and Midorima who never failed to amuse them this day. With that, he invited them to take their lunch inside. Kise inquired for a bath so Akashi ordered his servants to take care of his clothes.

In their late-lunch, they had a lively discussion about their activity. Praising Kuroko the most, Kunio can't help but be amazed. The older Akashi then asked about it, on how he knew about those stuffs. Honestly speaking, everything was only because of his hobby of reading. He only applied what's written on them, and with his animal sense, he get through with the horses. Kuroko has no proper training on such activity. Kunio, then propose if wanted to take serious lessons with the violin, piano or the horseback riding.

The teal haired guy politely decline his offer, he was already satisfied with the experience. Kunio persist about entering a competition, and again, he didn't took it. Seijuro butt in before it became awkward for his love interest. He said that he doesn't need them. It was those times when Kise came back, and was happy that he smell good again. He even boasted it to Kuroko, and let him perceived it. Yet, the trickster do him in his neck, shaming him was not his intention. It made him moan.. very badly. The rest of the Generation of Miracles lowered their head, it's as if they didn't know anyone that goes with a name of Kise. Really, he's such a mood changer.

The great turmoil.. he was not finished. In the midway of their eating, Kunio asked the small bluenette of what is his ambition in his life. With Kuroko bearing the truth, between being a successful writer and a kindergarten teacher, he chose the second one. Handling kids, he liked that idea. Though in his mind, he wanted to do justice. If parents can't give them love, then he'll take the job, and spread the good news. By making them happy, he could fulfill his own needs.

"Business. Why won't you take up the business course? For all I know, your father is a travelling businessman, and he's an over-achiever himself.," is what he finally said. When he said he wanted some time alone, he took the time on researching about him. Though, there is only limited information about the little guy, nothing noteworthy.

"I'm sorry, Kunio-san.. but that's not what I wanted.," he was serious this time.

They're not father and son, right? From that, the older Akashi settled down.. he was clearly disappointed. The other guys were just dumb-founded, like what the hell is happening. They can't interfere with their rally of conversation. As for Seijuro, he was only waiting for a right opportunity, but since it's already over, he remained silent.

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Talking about silence.. it was not the right answer for their situation. Some days passed after the unscheduled reunion, the important matches finally meets results. Seirin lost to Touo, big time. Efforts and teamwork were nothing against the Prodigy: Aomine. He was surely different when he's inside the court. Cocky and arrogant, he wrecked the hopes of his enemies, even for his Tetsu.

Kuroko feed himself with multiple strokes of silence after the match, he detached himself from everyone. He will only say that he was OK when he's not.. the thought of not facing his Light also occurred (he was not too strong for him). Because of his circumstance, Kasamatsu swore, he promised to himself that he will take revenge on their ideals. How dare he (Aomine) trampled over his feelings like it's nothing. He doesn't know how hard-working the guy is, well he might know, but it's different this time since almost sixty percent of his day is stocked with improving in basketball, especially for stamina roll.. inject early morning and nightfall sessions.

BUT STILL.. he failed. Their team, Kaijo was also defeated by them.

Being the responsible captain, he instructed his teammates that it's fine. EVERYTHING is alright. They have given everything that they've got. He told them that they're one of the best eight teams in the whole nation so they should go back with full of pride.

By the time that he is alone, there, he let it all out.

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QUICK SWITCH to Kasamatsu's P.O.V.

FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!

I keep punching the steel lockers, three.. five.. I don't know even know many times I punch it. It was hot, my angry fist. Yet, I couldn't sense the physical pain.

I screamed.. NO! No words came out from my agony. I had those erratic breathing, I was having a hard time what to expect from me. The weight inside is killing me.. why am I so WEAK! I trained so hard just to get into this. To hell, I was not slacking from any practice. WAS IT NEVER BEEN ENOUGH? DAMN IT!

Suddenly, I notice something. My lower body became all gooey, I was falling down. I can't believe this. My goal as their current captain was to achieve our dream of winning the InterHigh.. and.. AND.

*Insert sound of my ringtone for Tets-kun*

This.. I would not be mistaken by this. I know that tune very well. It's the same song that we played together in our karaoke.

This is bad. I.. I should not make him worry. S-shit.. my hands are so numb. And what's this? Blood? Are you fucking kidding me? Those punches were just weak.. why would I even bleed from it? Ugh. Anyways, I just need to turn this..

F-FUCK! I hit the wrong button.

"Hello, Yukio-senpaii?," his soft voice really came out. W-What should I say? (His pain in his chest became even more hurting).

END of SWITCH.

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Summary reached...

Bonds are formed and it's only a matter of time that it can also be broken. History sure has its way to repeat itself. A disturbing call breakthrough that day and hearing from the other line, these were definitely the wails of despair. Will Kuroko experience again the same sorrow? Or will Kasamatsu make a different route in their future?

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TBC

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Next piece: Who meets who? : The Ending of InterHigh Arc

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Omake (MORE!):

Sunday is the DATE - Himuro and the liberated America.

Tatsuya revealed the past of their brotherhood. TBC on the next chapter.

Decaying Friendship - Supporting Characters Edition (Multiple Parts).

Updates from other personalities. TBC on the next chapter.

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Rejected ideas from the current chapter (Skipped this if not worth reading):

Saturday with the Akashis:

1. An accident will happen.. Kise scared Yukimura when he wanted to touch the horse while Kuroko is still on top of it. Yukimura raised his upper limbs, making Kuroko to fall. Fortunately, Kasamatsu was quick on his toes and catch him. (I think that was too cliché.)

2. Violin and Piano duo piece like Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong/Thiele/Weiss and Songs my mother taught me by Dvorak has been cancelled. (Horse time overload)

3. Twister game cancelled also. (Let's save it for another time)

Chapter's Content:

1. Moved Omake again. I intentionally put a cap of not spilling too much words (20k).

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A/N: Hmmmm.. now that I think about it, I had a lot of characters. But that's funny, I thought of adding up some more. Keke.. The single me can handle that many (I know where I left them from the previous chapters, and don't worry, I'll referenced them on the author notes when they came back), and know what, the story is just getting started (after twenty chapters).

Oh, I'm sorry for belittling Yukio so much! I was just portraying how sacred the GOMs are, no hard feelings. But it really ache me, those bastards are still on their high heels as of the meantime. So there you go with the latest chapter, I hope you guys enjoy it, as much I am. The GOM promise will be revealed unto the next chapter, and I think you guys already have an idea about it (the clues are out).

Okay, this time this part is not fixed. For the glory of reaching 12k+ views, which on my selfish mind I think is not enough, and not that I'm demanding, please do write a review (especially on ghost readers). A PM could be an alternative. Hehe, I just really want to know what kind of thoughts you guys/gals have in their minds. You can ask a question about the series if you like, I'm an entertaining guy in replying (I think). My fragile heart can take it (really), if you think that I messed up on something. I can still fix it, the only me will do it for the sake of this series. Well, I want some sweet motivation, tahahaha.

For now, a virtual hugs to everyone who's still taking their time to read my first fanfiction (my storyboard, if there is one, still has a lot of posted ideas). Thank you so much! My boredom in life has diminished slightly because of this newly found hobby. Whenever I'm on commute, on work, or on poop, still, my thoughts are running wildly of what scenes can happen next (battling if this is too much for the chapter, or is this fine as of the mean time). Haha, being quirky with the choice of words were.. o-oh, I think this could be posted on the next point. Okay, till the next chapter comes.

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P.S.: Shindere is combination of Shintarou and Tsundere. Akashi leveled up the mocking!