It was dark. Where was he? He couldn't see anything. He tried to speak but nothing came out of his mouth. Suddenly he heard some giggling from his left. It was a really pleasant sound but it was getting faint as if it was moving away. 'No' he thought, 'Don't go away.' He tried following the sound but it was disappearing slowly. He heard a different sound now, low voices, almost whispering as if not to disturb something. Unexpectedly the strong smell of antiseptics assaulted his senses as he slowly came to consciousness. A Blue eye opened slowly but was abruptly closed again as a blinding light painfully came into view. The steady beeping of the heart monitor accompanied the low voices.
He groaned as he felt how stiff his body was. His left leg felt numb and there was only slight pain in his left eye. 'Must be the painkillers' he thought.
The voices stopped when he groaned. He opened his eye again, 'why couldn't he open his left eye?' He looked around and spotted his sister with a nurse. Was she wearing her sleeping pajamas? He was confused now. Her eyes were puffy and red and dark bags lined up under her eyes. He met her eyes and abruptly she came forward.
"Tetsuya! Thank God! Tetsuya, you're awake!" she cried out. She was near sobbing right now as she held onto his shoulders. She suddenly turned her head towards the door, "Dad! Dad! He's awake! Tetsuya finally woke up!"
"Miss, could you please let go, we need to check him now that he's awake," the nurse from before kindly asked. Megumi nodded her head and stood aside. She had quieted down by now but tears were still streaming down her face. The door opened and he saw his father coming in. He too had dark bags under his red rimmed eyes. He seemed to be wearing his work clothes that looked like they needed to be ironed again and his coat in one hand while his other held some papers. He dropped his coat on a chair and placed the papers on the side table as he came forward and looked at him.
"Tetsu, how are you feeling?" he asked softly. He stared at his father for a moment before he decided to reply. "Stiff and sore," he croaked out. His throat was really dry. His father helped him sit up while his sister poured a glass of water and handed it to him. He greedily gulped the water down and begun staring at his father again while thinking about what to ask.
"How long?" His own voice surprised him. He didn't think that would be the first thing on his mind. His father gave him a small smile before replying, "A day and a half. You surprised us. We didn't think you would wake up anytime soon."
He carefully thought about it before he decided on how to ask the next question. "What happened?"
The smile slipped off his father's face to be replaced by a grim expression. He quickly schooled his expression and gently asked, "Tetsu, what do you remember?"
He remembered winning the tournament. "We won the tournament," he slowly began. 'But what next?' He remembered walking home and then the basketball court, playing a game with his mother and…and the car! The accident! His mother! His eyes widened as he asked in a choked whisper like voice, "Where's mom?" His father's eyes turned sad and his sister began sobbing again.
"Tetsuya, your mother didn't survive the accident. She passed away on spot."
His removed his gaze from his father's face and just stared at the opposite wall trying to comprehend what was told to him. 'Didn't survive…..passed away…' He felt strangely numb and hollow inside. The nurse began listing off his injuries.
"Your left eye was sliced which was replaced by your mother's eye but you still have a scar left, you have a femur shaft fracture in your left leg it should take a few weeks to heal and another two months to get it up to par again, your arm was pierced by glass but it didn't cause major damage, your chest was….."
He tuned her out. His mind was a blank slate and he just wanted to go back to sleep slightly hoping this was just a dream, no, a nightmare. He lay back down and closed his eyes. He was too tired to answer his father's questions.
He woke up two hours later to see the same white ceiling glaring at him. 'It wasn't a dream.' It really happened. Everything was real. There was no denying it now. He was covered in bandages that were proof in itself. He raised his hand to his left eye and felt it covered by bandages. He sighed and laid his hand back down his eyes returning to the ceiling, hollow and lifeless. Dead eyes. Tears began streaming down his face as he laid there mutely crying without blinking, somehow like a broken doll whose strings had been cut. It was as if he wasn't even breathing. He was just an empty shell with his mother dead.
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"Father, I want to leave." It wasn't a request. None the less, his father understood. There were no more words spoken as he quietly agreed to his son's demand. He didn't need his son to elaborate as he understood what exactly his son wanted to leave. He quickly made the arrangements to go to America where his brother lived.
Tetsuya felt like he was suffocating. It was becoming increasingly hard to breathe in the air here. His ex team wasn't even on his mind now. He just wanted to run away from this bitter feeling.
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Akashi was mad, no livid. Mad didn't even begin to describe what he was feeling. How dare Tetsuya do this? How dare he quit without his permission. He was the one who recognized his potential. He was the one who nurtured it and made it noteworthy. To add fuel to the fire, he goes and transfers out of their school in midterm. Nobody knew where he went, not even Satsuki. He was distracted from his thoughts by a certain model.
"Akashicchi!" Kise whined. "Why do we have to practice so hard even after the tournament is over?"
Akashi turned to glare at him and then with an eerily smile stated, "Ten more laps Ryouta."
(*_*)….."NOOOOOOOO!"
With that statement Kise withered away. Aomine stopped for a brief moment just to glance back at the remains before returning to his laps. Midorima just shook his head as the remains were carried away by the wind.
Murasakibara, " …munch…munch…"
Satsuki just sweat dropped at their antics. She was worried, very worried. Was this part of his plan? Why didn't he say anything? Why didn't he contact her? She was frustrated that she couldn't do anything. Even if this was part of his plan, it was just too weird. Disappearing like that is only going to make them believe that he betrayed them. Something didn't feel right. His disappearance didn't add up because the school transfer was granted to him. She had gone to his house only to find out that he had moved away. She was missing something here, a big piece of the puzzle and she didn't like it. She didn't like it at all.
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Far away in America one could see Kuroko Tetsuya step out of the airplane and take in a deep breath of air before letting it out with a sigh of relief.
I know its kind of short but I think its good to stop here. I would appreciate helpful ideas in your reviews on how I should continue the plot.
