Kuroko stared at the dark sky outside the window, his naked body wrapped around a piece of blanket. Most of his clothes are torn to shreds and he just refuse to wear Akashi's clothing, even if they were newly bought. He'll just feel indebted to Akashi that way.

The door swung open and the owner of the room closes in towards the little phantom, Kuroko stared with empty eyes, knowing what is coming next and in just a few moments his lips was being claimed by the obssesive redhead. He did not responded towards the kiss and just remained impassive to the familiar action, only when ordered will he responded. Akashi bit on Kuroko's lower lips and Kuroko opened up his mouth slightly. Akashi ignored the inviting access and continued biting until it bleeds out the colour red. He then sucked on the bleeding lower lips causing his partner in crime to moan lightly.

The redhead's hand traveled across the already exposed chest and searched for the pink gems. Akashi's tongue then darted into the opened mouth and as always tried coaxing the latter's to come out and dance. Kuroko moaned again accept the invitation, his mind starting to haze as the sensation risen when two thumbs played with his nipples like one would with a joystick. He started to lean in to the kiss when a loud bang exploded across the huge master bedroom.

Abruptly the two stopped their intimate action, Akashi looked up with a deathly glare shadowing his eyes before it slowly turned into a dark amusement. Kuroko almost had his head turned around when a pair of hand grasped his teal locks and pushed his towards Akashis chest and thus locking his head from moving around to look at the welcomed intruder.

A long stride was heard and Kuroko grew curious as the mad but gracefully kept, stomping drew towards them.

"Shintarou, what business do you have here?" Akashi's tone was that of amusement, and it was very unpleasant.

"It certainly isn't with you, Akashi." Midorima said, in one swift motion he had the silenced bluenette in his arm, or more accurately draped on his shoulder like a sack of potato. "I'm just taking something that has been stolen. I guess I'll be leaving then."

Midorima stepped in into one of the unused room amongst many, and tossed the load on his shoulder along with a few other things. Kuroko made sure that the blanket was still coverig his body before looking up at Midorima with a questioning look.

"There's clothes for you and um.. change quickly before something happens. If Akashi isn't ordering his servants to capture us right now that means he has other plans up on his sleeves." Midorima said quickly.

Kuroko absently nodded and took the clothes before giving Midorima another strange look, the tsundere blushed before turning around and give Kuroko some privacy to wear the clothes. Quickly he slipped into the clothes, the clothes undoubtedly aren't his and it looks fairly new too but it fits him perfectly. Kuroko tapped Midorima's shoulder lightly and the latter turned around to see the phantom in wearing a fresh new clothing.

"Okay, let's get you back to your house." Midorima said and Kuroko nodded.

Midorima had a taxi waiting for them in front of the house gate and they quickly get in the car. Both were silent as both were not the type to talk much unless the situation requires for it. This kind of situation though is where silence permeates the air even if one is a cheery person like a certain model is. The air was filled with tension but not awkward fortunately or it would be even more unbearable.

The taxi driver drove them to the nearest train station as requested and Midorima paid the taxi. "Only because you don't have money with you right now."

Midorima handed him a few notes of money and told him to order two tickets to Tokyo. So Kuroko went to the receptionist and ordered two tickets to Tokyo, the woman completely ignored him or maybe she just didn't noticed his presence in front of her. Kuroko waited for one full minute before repeating his words, the woman didn't do anything to acknowledge his presence and Kuroko was starting to feel a little bit irritated.

"Two tickets to Tokyo, please." A familiar voice broke through, Kuroko spunned around and the woman looked up from her desk.

A painful smile was presented on the model's face. "Hisashiburi, Kurokocchi."

Mutely he nodded as reply towards the greeting. Kise flashed another smile, this time towards the delusional woman as she handed him the tickets and Kise paid for the tickets with his own money. One for Kuroko and the other for him. The model then take careful stride towards the still stunned phantom.

Kuroko gulped on his saliva as the tall figure stepped closer, his eyes drawn towards the perfectly sculpted handsome face of the number one model in Japan. Kise held out his hand and caressed the soft cheeks, the feel of the smooth skin that he longed for during his absence in Japan, the craving was almost unendurable.

"Kurokocchi, I miss you so much." Kise leaned in to claim the slightly parted bleeding lips, Kuroko didn't move a muscle, not even to blink or breath.

"Kuroko!" Midorima's voice brought Kuroko to realization and he flinched away from the contact, taking a step back.

Kise's expression showed utter disappointment, sadness and defeat. Kuroko's heart tightened, Midorima intruded their personal space. The green eyes take in the information it could gather, the money he gave in Kuroko's hand, the two tickets in Kise's, the weird atmosphere evolving around, Kise's feeling of defeat and guilt, Kuroko wronged, lifeless yet sadness sweeping through. Sighing Midorima ordered another ticket to Tokyo. The tension didn't broke.

"Midorima-kun."

"The train is already here and leaving in 5 minutes, we should get aboard." Midorima fixed his glasses before walking towards the designated train. Kuroko hesitated another look at Kise who stared back at him and the three silently walked together. Each with no thinking of anything in their currently empty minds.

Okay, who at first thought it was Kisecchi interrupting them?