A/N: thank you to everyone who has reviewed and favourited! And to tiara calla and Phantom…this story will have Kikuro romance in little bits here and there but it won't overshadow the main premise of the story. Anyway, here's a chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 21

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The alarm clock sounded which caused the two to stir in their sleep. Kise was lying on his back and actually snoring; Kuroko was on his side facing Kise and was drooling. With a loud groan, Kise turned towards the clock, made an attempt to stop it, but failed.

"Tetsucchi," Kise groaned in a soft voice.

"Hmm?" Kuroko answered, barely awake. His long lashes lifted slightly only to see Kise. He then looked at the annoying clock and saw that it was just fifteen minutes after seven o'clock. "It's too early to get up, Ryou-kun. We're not going jogging." Kuroko said as he covered underneath the sheet.

"That's not it, I want to turn off the clock but your arms are too short, I can't reach it." He murmured.

Mumbling something inaudible, Kuroko then inched closer to Kise and then stretched over the boy; however, he couldn't reach it either. The clock was on the table which was couple inches away from the bed. No matter how much Kuroko stretched, he couldn't reach it due to Kise being in front of him. "You have to get up to turn it off." Kuroko then said. "I can't reach it either."

Kise groaned aloud. "I don't want to." He then turned his back to the table to face Kuroko. "I'm too tired." Truth be told, both boys stayed up until early hours of the morning, because Kise had a stroke of inspiration to create couple new passes to use in games.

"But so am I."

No one budged. Too lazy and too tired to get up, they tried to go back to sleep even with the annoying clock sounding. But then, they heard a knock on the door.

"Tetsu-chan! It's time to get up! Breakfast is ready!"

Hearing the voice at the other side of the door, both boys' eyes flew open. They then bolted upwards. Kuroko swung his feet off the bed quickly, while Kise was busy fighting the sheets that entangled his small body. While Kise struggled, he ended up falling off the bed to the floor, along with the sheets.

Swiftly, Kuroko went over to the boy and tried to untangle him. But in his head, he wondered about the amount of sheets that they were sleeping with. With a couple of movements, Kise was free of the sheets, and the two were motioning for the door. When Kise opened it, and looked at Kuroko's mother, she let out an ear-shattering scream.

The two stumbled backwards into the room, followed by the sounds of thundering footsteps rushing in their direction.

"What's wrong, Asami-chan?!" Kuroko's father asked his frightened wife. She was clutching her chest at the heart and trembling.

"It-it-it's nothing, Hikaru-kun." She voiced out.

He then looked in the room at the two boys and jumped in shock. "Tetsuya, Kise-kun, aren't you two models?" he asked.

"Yes, sir." Kuroko managed to say.

"Then why do you both look so terrible? You almost gave my wife a heart attack." He then helped up Asami to her feet. "Go freshen up; I've seen corpses that looked better."

Kuroko and Kise blanched. Kuroko then looked in the mirror and realized that he did look awful. His golden hair was in disarray, sticking out in all directions that one could think of, his face wasn't glowing due to the need to sleep. He then looked to Kise.

"I'm already used to your horrid morning looks, Tetsucchi." He shrugged. But Kise was no better. For once, Kise had terrible bed hair, far worse than when he would have before the switch, his eyes were drooped and it seemed like there were dark circles there as well. And to add to that, his body's complexion is naturally pale.

But Kuroko had to admit, even though Kise looked like that, there was something that still made the boy look good. Even though he was looking at his body, all he could see was Kise. Kuroko shook his head to rid the thoughts.

"I'm going to take a shower," he then drawled. He went for the door, but turned to look back at Kise. Living with the boy for two weeks made him get used to certain things he never would have. "Aren't you coming?" He stopped. He couldn't believe that he just said that. He then sighed, realizing that it is all because during the two weeks that they lived together, there wasn't a day that Kise didn't shower with him.

"Yeah, but I have to take a picture!" he was taken out of his thoughts when he heard Kise replied. Turning around, he saw that the boy was grinning. "This is my first time having bed hair!" Kuroko shook his head and chuckled.

"Aren't you a little too excited over bed hair?" He asked.

"Nope!" Kuroko then heard the 'shutter' sound which meant that the picture was taken. Kise then looked at Kuroko. "Why don't we take one together? We both look atrocious, anyway."

"Fine," Kuroko agreed. Lately, these days he's realizing that he isn't denying Kise anymore. Usually, he would have already no, but now...

"Yay!" with what seemed like inhuman speed to Kuroko, Kise was already by his side, with the phone held in the air. "Make a face, Tetsucchi!"

Involuntarily, Kuroko yawned. Kise grinned. He pretended to look sleepy and then snapped the picture as soon as Kuroko had stopped yawning. The two then gazed down at the picture and erupted in laughter.

"What's with that face, Tetsucchi?" Kise laughed. "Good grief!"

"Me? What about you?" Kuroko chuckled. When Kise saw him, he remembered his days in Teikou. He couldn't remember if he had ever seen Kuroko smile or laugh back then, but he was glad that he was now, and that he saw it. And him only. Wait, where did that thought come from? He thought. But looking at Kuroko he noticed something and he couldn't hold back what he was about to say.

"No matter how many times at you, I don't feel as though I'm looking at my body." Kise started, "I'm still seeing you Tetsucchi. Your soft light blue hair and big blue eyes..." he trailed off, feeling the heat rush to his face. Quickly, he turned away, not wanting Kuroko to see.

"I understand." He replied. "I f-fe-feel the same." He stuttered.

Kise turned back around just in time to Kuroko red with embarrassment. After a moment of silence, the two then went to take a shower.

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"Tetsu-chan, what did you do to your hair?" Kuroko's mother ― Asami ― asked. This caught his father's attention as well.

Kise had a smile on his face. "I just used some hair products." He replied in Kuroko's usual manner. His hair wasn't spiked as before, but instead neatly framed his face. On his right side, his hair was pulled back slightly with a red clip.

"It looks nice," Kuroko's father ― Hikaru ― complimented. "You should keep it that way."

"I plan to." He smiled. Kuroko on the other hand, kept quiet throughout the conversation. He quietly ate his food, while Kise chatted away with his parents. Remembering when Kise was spending the two weeks with him, Kuroko now understood what Kise felt at that time. Eating breakfast with family but unable to talk to them how he would've wanted.

"By the way, Kise-kun, what were you doing in Tetsuya's room so early?" Hikaru asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I fell asleep when we were working on some training plans." Kuroko answered. It wasn't a lie, but Kuroko had a feeling that Kise would've crawled into his bed in the middle night, just like when they were in Kanagawa.

Not that he minded. He paused. Wait, what?

"Oh, I was beginning to wonder if it was something wrong with the guest room." Asami joined in.

"Ah, no. The guest room is fine!" he quickly answered. They resumed eating after that and before they realized, time went by quickly and it was now eight thirty. Both boys had finished breakfast and went upstairs to pack their bags, but as soon as Kuroko was done, he left because he had to meet Kasamatsu at the station.

Kise left the house a short while after Kuroko, slowly making his way to the street ball court. Since the time was already early, he knew that he didn't have to rush. Walking around the neighbourhood, Kise realized that it's quite peaceful. There was hardly anyone walking about, something which he was grateful for.

"Ah, but then again, no one notices my presence anyway." He sighed. Soon, he neared the court but he heard voices coming from there. Approaching, he saw that it was the three freshmen. He silently entered the court and watch what they were doing.

They were doing jogs and sprints, and then he saw Kawahara attempt a hesitation dribble while he was blocked by Fukuda. He then passed to Furihata who dashed for the net and made a layup.

"Hey, two-on-one...isn't that classified as murder?" he joked.

The boys looked in the direction of the voice. They jumped in fright.

"Ku-Kuroko?!" Fukuda said.

"How long have you been there?" Furihata asked. He then noticed his hair. "Did you do something to your hair? You look different."

"Oh, just in time to see you doing sprints and jogs and that layup. And yes, I just decided to change it up a little." He answered. He then walked over to them. "What are you two doing here anyway?" he asked Fukuda and Kawahara.

"We came to get some extra training." Kawahara answered.

"Also, we were hoping that Kise-kun would've been here as well." Fukuda added.

"Oh, he and Kasamatsu-senpai will be here shortly. So continue with what you were doing, don't let me stop you."

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Kuroko made his way to station, carefully avoiding eye contact with people as much as possible. He was dressed in a simple black jeans and t-shirt, with a black cap and a surgeon's mask covering his lower face. He was still noticed by people but thankfully, they haven't realized that he's Kise Ryouta. He exhaled a breath of relief at that.

Nearing the station, Kuroko heard giggles. Looking in the direction, he saw that it was coming from a group of girls who were staring at a billboard picture. He then trailed his eyes to the billboard and gasped in shock.

It was a picture of both him and Kise. They were sitting outside under a tree, dressed in casual clothing. He was directly facing the camera, dressed in a white shirt underneath a dark coloured dress shirt that he left unbuttoned. He wore light brown shorts and fixed his sunshades on his white shirt. He had a plate of sliced watermelons in from of him with one in his mouth. Kise was beside him dressed in a blue and white striped shirt and dark blue shorts. He was eating a popsicle, putting his back on Kuroko's right side, facing the outward direction. The caption of the picture read 'How to beat the Summer heat'.

"When did they put that up?" he asked himself. He was informed that a picture of theirs would be placed on a billboard but Yoshino didn't state when or where. He then moved off, remembering that Kasamatsu would kill him if he made him wait too long.

He reached the station in due time, and waited at the outside. He sighed a relief seeing that his captain isn't here as yet. But as soon as he thought that, he heard a voice behind him,

"You didn't make me wait."

He turned around, and saw the smiling face of Kasamatsu. "Senpai!" he wailed as he lunged at the third year. Quickly, he stepped out of the way, causing Kuroko to crash into the ground.

"Why did you move?" he sniffed, pretending to cry.

"You lunged at me. We both would have crashed into the ground and I didn't want that." He replied with a shrug. Kuroko got up onto his feet as Kasamatsu began walking off.

"So, where are we going?" he asked.

"First, we're going to a street ball court." Kuroko answered.

Kasamatsu raised an eyebrow. "I thought we'd be doing this in a gym."

"Aida-san has the key and well...her training begins at ten."

"If Seirin's training begins at ten, what are we going to be doing during their training session?"

Kuroko smirked. "We're going to be training as well. We'll be training those three for almost the entire day you know."

"I see." They then walked off, heading to street court. Making a few steps from the station, Kasamatsu noticed the billboard that Kuroko was looking at not too long ago. He stopped and stared. Kuroko had walked on further not realizing that the captain had stopped.

"Kise!" he called out, not taking his eyes off.

Kuroko turned around, "Yes, Senpai?" he then paled as he saw Kasamatsu looking up at the billboard.

"Kuroko is a model? Since when?"

"Since a week before Inter-High." He answered. He then looked at his wristwatch and was alarmed at how fast the time flew. He walked up to Kasamatsu and grabbed his arm, running off. "If we don't hurry, we won't have enough time!"

"Alright, just let me go!"

Within a couple minutes of walking, running and jogging, the two reached the street court, panting for air. However, due to the three being deeply engrossed in their practice, they hadn't noticed when the two Kaijou players had walked onto the court.

"We're here." Kuroko panted heavily as he sat down on the bench.

"Thank you for coming Senpai." Kise said with a bow.

"It's not a problem," Kasamatsu replied. "After all, you've helped me a lot." They then turned to look in the direction of the trio. When the three saw Kasamatsu and 'Kise', they stopped what they were doing. Kise then called them over and introduced Kasamatsu.

"This is Kasamatsu-senpai. He'll be teaching you Furihata-kun."

"Good morning." He greeted.

"Good morning," they chorused.

"Now, let's get started..." Kuroko said, "...we have a time-limit before Aida-san's training begin."

"Hai!" the trio said.

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It was now five minutes to ten o'clock, the freshmen trio lay on the court tired and panting heavily. Kise sat on the bench and watched everything as it unfolded, scribbling down information. It was somewhat amusing, but most of all he kept watching Kuroko. A smile graced his face to see just how much the boy has grown in becoming Kise Ryouta.

"It's time for us to go to practice." Kise said as he stood up. "Coach can be quite cruel if we're late."

"But we only have five minutes." Furihata said. "How are we going to make it to Seirin in five minutes?"

Kise almost grinned but he managed to keep his face blank somehow. "You run."

"EEHHH?!" came the unison screech.

"Run? From here to Seirin?!" Fukuda asked. "Are you serious?"

"Very." Kise replied. With that he walked off but when he reached the gate, he began jogging on the spot. "It won't kill you. If you want to get stronger, then you have to start with this. You'll need stamina in basketball, and a lot of it." He then ran off. Kuroko and Kasamatsu followed, leaving the trio lying on the court.

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Chatter echoed inside the gymnasium, however, practice was yet to start. The boys were all sitting on the floor, doing simple stretches while Riko was off to one side, seeming to be in deep thought.

"Hey, I don't like that the coach seems to be pondering something." Koganei said. "It makes me feel like she's trying to find out a new way to kill us."

"Well, it will be for our own good." Izuki said. "What I'm worried about is the training that Kuroko and Kise cooked up. That is what will kill us." He shivered.

"But when I look at what they want me to do, I think that they're right." Hyuuga joined. "We all saw what kind of monster Aomine was in middle school. I really can't imagine what he is like now."

"What did you get to do?" Koganei asked. "All I got was strength and shooting training and couple dribble techniques."

"Well, what they gave me was to be able to shoot threes out of my comfort zone. Meaning that, even if I'm double teamed, I can still make my shots go in." Hyuuga answered.

"That's rough," Tsuchida said. "Is that even possible?"

"They don't know. Kuroko told me that since Midorima is unstoppable, they were wondering if I could be as well, but I won't be shooting from the centre line though."

"That makes sense." Izuki said. He then chuckled. "It seems that I got off easy. All I got was wrist training, and along with that Kuroko is going to teach me his crazy passes."

"Crazy passes?"

"Like the ones he used in the Shutoku match."

"Oh. That's awesome!" Koganei shouted. "Since you already can do his normal passes!"

Mitobe nodded in agreement. They then fell into silence after that. Riko then walked over to them with a serious look on her face.

"I've decided that we'll begin training today with what Kuroko-kun and Kise-kun planned out. Afterwards, we go into our regular regime." The boys blanched. In that moment, they heard the gym door open. Kasamatsu was the first one to walk in, followed by 'Kise' who had Fukuda's arm slung over his shoulder. The boy looked absolutely worn out and when they looked at 'Kuroko' he had Furihata in the same position as Fukuda. He too, looked exhausted. Kawahara came up behind them, but immediately took a seat on the floor, panting heavily.

"Good morning." Kasamatsu greeted, as though there was nothing strange behind him.

"Good morning," Kuroko greeted as well, slowly helping Fukuda to the ground. Kise had already placed Furihata on the ground as well. He was tired as well, but not as tired as the three. The weights training is really helping.

"Kasamatsu-san! Kise-kun! What are you doing here?" Riko asked upon seeing the Kaijou captain.

"I'm here to continue Furihata's training." Kasamatsu answered. "Kise's here to help with the other two's training as well."

Before Riko could say anything, at that time, Kagami walked in with a furious look on his face. Even Kasamatsu was frightened at his expression. When he had reached close enough to the group, he mumbled, "Good morning."

"Kagami-kun, you should fix your face." Kise said.

"How can I?!" he barked. "I want to practice! I can't stand watching you guys get all the fun!"

Kuroko sighed. Kagami is the still the idiotic hot-head that he knew. He then walked up to him and said, "Fine."

"Kise!" almost everyone screamed at him.

"Kise? What are you doing here?!" the redhead asked, pointing to the blond.

"I'm here to help. Plus, I just thought about something." He then turned to Riko, "Only his legs are damaged, right? So he can always practice with his hands." He then grinned. "By trying to shoot threes without jumping."

"Haah?" Kagami asked. "How the hell am I supposed to do that!?"

"Stand at the three point line, aim...and shoot." Kuroko replied. "That means you have to give the ball a high enough arc since you won't be jumping. It's not impossible to do."

"Then you do it!" he then roared.

"Fine." Kuroko picked up a ball that was lying around and walked towards the three-point line. He then bounced it three times and upon the fourth, went into shooting form.

He shot the ball.

Its arc was very high but not as high as Midorima's and it rotated in a clockwise motion. Swish. It went into the net perfectly, Kuroko then turned to face Kagami with a devil smirk on his face. His days of practice paid off.

The redhead huffed and folded his arms. "Alright." He mumbled.

"But Kise, what's the point of this anyway?" Koganei asked. "If he doesn't jump, the shot will be blocked."

"But his legs will heal by then right? And plus, the reason I suggested this, was because Kagamicchi needs to be able to shoot threes and not just dunk." Kuroko answered, "At Kaijou, for a part of any match, we have four players on the court who are able to shoot threes. So I was thinking that it would be good if Seirin had as much as possible."

"Not a bad idea," Riko said.

"But, as long as I can dunk isn't that ―"

"You're hopeless." Kuroko sighed.

"What? You wanna go, pretty-boy!?"

"Kagamicchi..." Kuroko started, "...forget it. You're injured, and I wouldn't want your coach to have my head." Kuroko then continued, "If the opponent knows that you will only dunk then they can stop you once you have the ball. Or they may force you to pass and the ball may get stolen. Do you want that?"

"Well, no." He mumbled. Hearing that reasoning, he knew 'Kise' was right.

To ease the tension in the atmosphere, Kise joined in. "Kasamatsu-senpai, Ryou-kun, let's go change. Follow me." With great haste, Kise grabbed their wrists and pulled them out of the gym.

"I find it strange that the enemy has infiltrated our camp." Koganei said.

"But if it's to make us stronger to take on Touou, then I don't mind calling a temporary truce." Hyuuga said. Everyone else nodded in agreement. After a couple of minutes, Kuroko, Kise and Kasamatsu returned to the gym, fully dressed and ready to train.

"I see you're ready." Riko smirked. "Then do what you have to."

"Yes, Coach." Kise replied. "Izuki-senpai let's go." He said to the point guard as he walked to another side of the court, Izuki followed with an excited look on his face.

"Furihata, let's go over here." Kasamatsu said.

"Hai!" he piped up. They went in the opposite direction of Kise and Izuki, while Kuroko, Hyuuga, Mitobe, Kagami, Fukuda headed over to the three-point line behind Kuroko. Koganei, Kawahara and Tsuchida went outside to do some jogs with the weights on.

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"These passes are mainly to increase the speed of the ball so that the opponents won't be able to block it. These passes aren't like the rest because you won't be changing the pass course." Kise explained to Izuki. "You'll be sending this directly to your intended target."

"I got it. So where does wrist training come into this?" Izuki asked.

"For the normal passes." Kise answered. "I've noticed that you've been developing your own passes but it puts a strain on your wrists if they aren't flexible and strong enough."

"I see." He nodded in agreement.

"So, we'll first start off with two passes. I call them the Cyclone pass and Ignite Pass. The cyclone pass is a curve-ball with immense speed. Let's say, Hyuuga-senpai is by the three-point line and you're here but you want to get the ball as quickly as possible to him, you'll use the cyclone pass." Kise then took up a basketball and bounced it high enough. "Watch." He then grabbed it and spun on his left leg. When he had acquired the momentum he wanted, he then released the ball; it flew off, curving behind Furihata's back and within the blink of an eye, slammed into the backboard.

Izuki could only look on in shock. He was then taken back to reality when Kise started talking. "Well, that one is used to give the ball to someone who's at the net. Like Kagami-kun or Mitobe-senpai."

"And I'll be able to do that?"

"Yes. And many more." Kise deadpanned. He wanted to grin so badly. "Now let's get started."

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On the other half of the court, Kasamatsu and Furihata were going through some dribbling techniques, but were disturbed when a basketball whizzed past Furihata's back. The boy had yelped in surprise, and then looked at the backboard.

"What was that?!" he asked.

"It's nothing," Kasamatsu replied calmly. He'd been on the receiving end of a similar pass like that before. "Let's start with the hesitation dribble." Kasamatsu said. "And then we'll go into some ball handling techniques."

"Why are we doing the dribble first?"

"I figured that since you're a point guard, it'll buy you some time to think about your next move without your opponent not knowing what to expect."

"Okay."

Kasamatsu bounced the ball continuously, while Furihata went into a defensive stance. He then dribbled the ball and then paused. He made a movement to the left, so Furihata thought that he would have made a drive. However, Kasamatsu passed the ball to the open space on his right.

"See?" Kasamatsu said with a smirk. "But don't worry with enough practice you'll definitely get better."

"Hai!"

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Five minutes into practice and Kagami was already losing his cool. So far, every shot that he made, not one has gone in. It was because of two reasons, one: he couldn't jump and two:

"Die!" It was none other than Hyuuga. His captain's clutch personality took him over completely, causing him to shout all manner of things. "Take that suckers!" Hearing all those shouts almost every second, it's enough to make Kagami lose concentration to even glance at the captain. But, looking at him, Kagami felt both envious and proud that he was his captain (envious in the sense that he could jump to make his shots, proud in the sense that his shots were making it). Hyuuga was being triple teamed by 'Kise', Mitobe and Fukuda but out of the twelve shots he saw him shoot, six went in perfectly. However, it seems that his clutch personality was getting worse.

Sometimes Kagami saw Mitobe and Fukuda jump to block the shot, and other times he saw them push against Hyuuga (something similar to what he had to do to Papa), to make him lose his balance. It stopped him...sometimes.

"Bakagami!" Riko called out to the redhead. "Shouldn't you be shooting?"

"Uh, yeah." He replied. "But with Captain shouting out so suddenly it's hard to concentrate."

Riko smirked. "Feel Hyuuga-kun's pain. Do you have any idea what it's like for him to be shooting threes during intense matches? The audience roaring all around him, the players on the court shouting as well, even players from both benches adding to the noise. Add to that, he has to be thinking how to pass his defender and such." She then continued, "This is nothing, so stop complaining."

"You're right," he then took up the ball and went into shooting form. He then released the ball gently, but when he saw it, he thought that the ball had more height than distance. But the swish of the net said something different. His red eyes lightened up as he saw that it went in.

"Coach! It went in!" He shouted with glee.

"Okay. Then that one less sprint set for you." She said.

"Huh?"

"For every shot you missed, the amount of sprint set you'll be doing when your legs get better doubles."

"What?!" he asked, alarmed. "Then that meant, I had twenty sprint sets to do? That's cruel!"

"No it's not. Kuroko-kun advised me to give you special training."

"That little bastard," he snarled, looking in 'Kuroko's' direction. His head turned back to Riko when he heard her sigh.

"I didn't want to tell you this but..." she started, "...during the Shutoku match, Kuroko-kun told me something important. He said you have a hidden ability which is your innate jumping power. In addition to that, he said with it you'll be able to stand against the Generation of Miracles."

Kagami's eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets in shock. "Kuroko...said that?"

"Yes, now enough dilly-dallying, get back to shooting!"

"Yes ma'am!"

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"Just what kind of monster is she?" Kasamatsu said as he collapsed on the floor. He was heavily panting and his arms and legs were weak from the training. But when he looked about him, he saw worst. 'Kuroko' was lying on his back, his hair matte with sweat and covered his face beside him was Hyuuga who sat on the floor with his back leaning on the wall. Izuki, Koganei and Furihata were lying on their faces in the middle of the court, while Kawahara lay on his side and Mitobe had a pale look to his face. Tsuchida was closest to the stage on his back; Kagami looked like a zombie as he walked towards his water bottle, his arms hung loosely at his sides.

To him, they all looked like they were dead. Then he realized that he didn't see 'Kise'. When his eyes scanned the gym again, he saw a tuft of gold at the net, flat on his face and not moving. Yep, he's dead. He reasoned. He then looked at her face and saw a smirk that made him think that she was a demon in the form of a teenage girl.

"Alright boys, you need to go freshen up!" she shouted.

"Hnnn..." was the unison reply. However, the groans seriously reminded Kasamatsu of zombies. No one could tell him otherwise.

"Kasamatsu-san," Riko said as she made her way to him.

"Uh, yes?" he answered.

"Thank you for helping us today." She said with a bow.

"It's no problem." He said. "But, your training is brutal, I must admit."

She smiled. "Of course, but some of the ideas were all Kuroko and Kise. Kuroko was the one who made started training with wearable weights." She then crackled like a witch, "Fufufu, its working well."

"Well, it is good to whip the body into shape..." he trailed off, "...but why did I have to wear it as well?"

"Well you were a part of our training today. But, Kise-kun didn't complain."

"That's because he does it at Kaijou as well."

"Oh,"

Then slowly, the others were getting up. Legs wobbled, arms loosely swayed back and forth, but the looks on their faces were the worst. Kuroko had also gotten up and made his way to Kise. The boy was struggling to get up just like everyone else, so swiftly, he made his way to the boy. He then draped his arm around his shoulder.

"I had totally forgotten what kind of training I used to have here." He said.

"This is hell. But, I don't mind." Kise replied. "After all, we have our training to do after this."

"You're joking." Kuroko said.

"No, the thing is I want to see just how well I can copy the miracles." Kise sighed, Kuroko's eyes widen from shock. "We're going up against Aominecchi, if we lose, then there's no doubt that you'd have to face him. He won't let up on you, and he knows to expect that you'd try to copy him."

"But there's no way I can play like the miracles, Ryou-kun."

"We won't know until we try. Plus, I don't expect you to perfect it. I just want you to be as close to those monsters as possible."

Kuroko sighed, "Hai, hai." The two then wobbled out of the gym with everyone else, Kuroko knowing that with every step he took, he was getting closer to his doom. Looking at Kise, he saw that the boy had on a smile on his face and he couldn't help but inwardly cry knowing that once they left Seirin, Kise will murder him with training. I want my body back!

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