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Warnings: Like the previous Chapter, this also includes violence.

Chapter Two:

Midorima´s Luck

Kise didn´t come to school the following day.

Kuroko wasn´t happy, frankly speaking. For a moment, he felt pleased because Kise got what he deserved, but he hadn´t realized the big picture. The beating was his own fault.

Kuroko was sitting in the classroom and stared out of the window. Kise was the smallest demon, the four remaining were a lot worse. He had to make them all suffer. The last one would be the biggest demon. Maybe it was good Kise didn´t realize that Kuroko was behind his injuries. Now the others couldn´t anticipate his actions.

´Wahh… Midorima-kun, stop digging up my stuff´, a guy next to him, Naoko from baseball team, yelled.

´It was here… a few seconds a go… on my desk´, Midorima gasped and pulled Naoko´s schoolbag away.

´What the heck are you looking for?' asked Naoko.

´My lucky item for today´, Midorima answered and squatted down, under his desk. ´It´s a screwdriver. ´

The Schoolbell rang and that day´s first class, math, was about to start.

Kuroko took his mathbook from his backpack and smirked. Without his lucky item, Midorima´s confidence was gone.

Why Kuroko didn´t steal his lucky item before Meiko´s game? Probably ´cos Kuroko was too kind back then.

Instead of calculating, Kuroko amused himself imagining how he would stick the screwdriver through Midorima´s green eye. It was so stupid plan, he would get caught, but thinking about it was fun.

After math Kuroko followed Midorima and Naoko to the corridor. Soon, Momoi joined them.

´Tetsu-kun!´

Kuroko didn´t look at her.

´Something is going on´, Momoi said with worry.

Kuroko startled.

´Indeed´, Midorima agreed, ´my lucky item got lost.´

´Um, I was actually speaking about Kise-kun… He´s not at school. He didn´t sent me any message.´

´You aren´t his manager anymore, you know´, Kuroko pointed out quietly. ´We don´t have training schedule. ´

Momoi sighed.

´Oh, that´s true… I´m so used to take care of you guys… But still, nobody haven´t heard of him.´

It was so pleasant that the Generation of Miracles was anything but a bunch of good friends. Rivals wouldn´t tell anything substantive to each others… At the moment Kise was probably crying at home.

´He´s probably fine´, Midorima said, ´unlike me.´

Mostly true. Kise´s injuries weren´t permanent.

´Maybe you should look from the gym after school´, Kuroko suggested, ´have you been there lately?´

Naoko nodded and made Kuroko smile in secret.

´Or maybe someone borrowed it and that someone is probably a tuff guy who´s in some sportclub …´

Midorima poked his glasses.

´Sounds reasonable. ´

´Does it?´ doupted Momoi, but Midorima was already heading away.

´I can help you look for it´, Kuroko offered and followed him back to the class, ´Momoi-san, don´t bother.´

I need you later, with someone else…

After school, they entered the school´s gym. It was full of baseball players who were practicing tosses and jumps. It was raining outside so they used the hall.

Kuroko sneaked away from Midorima and was like he always was, so plain that nobody noticed him. He just had to keep in mind that Midorima was good at chess. He might dodge...

´Hey, are you one of those guys from the basketball team?´ asked some tall second year student from Midorima.

Midorima nodded.

´Generation of Miracles, huh´, said someone else. ´Showing off…´

´We won the Nationals´, Kuroko said quietly and withdrew behind the wall.

´So cocky´, said someone.

The broad-shouldered captain of the team walked to Midorima.

´What are you doing here?´

Kuroko watched them from the shadows. He had prepared for this. Soon…

´Excuse me´, Midorima said and faced the captain, ´I´m just looking –´

THUM! CRASH!

There was a sound of broken glass. Midorima fell on the floor side on and his glasses dropped. Some of the baseball players yelled. One white baseball rolled further.

Kuroko ran to Midorima, who was on all fours. He was holding his hand on his left eye. It was bleeding. There was blood and glass chips on the floor.

´Midorima-kun!´

Midorima was shaking.

´Get the nurse!´ Someone yelled.

´No, ambulance´, corrected the captain and looked around. ´Who threw it?´

No one answered.

´Midorima-kun´, Kuroko whispered and squatted down, ´whose fault was this?´

Midorima panted. Kuroko was watching him very closely now.

´This happened… because I lost my lucky item!´ He gasped.

Kuroko clapped his back, with disappointment.

´Kuroko… I can´t see properly…´ Midorima cried.

´Just close your eyes´, Kuroko recommended.

´It just looks like you have red eyes, Kuroko… My sight isn´t alright…´