GENERATION OF MUSIC.
Song 8; When the Crooks, laughs.
A promise is a promise.
You can't break it.
"Right, Kise-kun?" Margaret held Kise's hands behind his back, sitting on him, restraining him from moving. The blonde model winced in pain, trying to break free from the woman's strong hold. "Where is the girl you promised me I could take a photo of?"
Kise winced in pain as her hold became tighter and tighter. He responded with an apology. "S-Sorry."
"What did you say?" She glared. "Say that again," Margaret demanded.
"I'm sorry!" Kise exclaimed.
"Hmph." She huffed, releasing her hold, to Kise's relief. "So you didn't find anyone?" In response, Kise nodded before getting whacked. "What am I supposed to do with you now?" Sighing, she held her head. "What are we going to do…? Our magazine is doomed."
Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. "Margaret-cchi! How about I call my bandmates?" he chirped. "I'm sure that way, it won't be doomed!"
The photographer raised her eyebrows. "...Kise-kun, you and your bandmates are the famous Generation of Miracles…right?" Her eyes shone. "That is a great idea! A photo shoot about six handsome men!"
"And it can be the cover of our next album!" Kise added. "I'll go call them right away!" Running off to search for signals bars, he smiled at the memory.
"Singing is fun, no?" Kuroko glanced up from his reading to the blond.
They were in Kuroko's home. Kise had invited himself over and made himself at home immediately. Kuroko didn't mind at all, the more the merrier. It was better than being alone.
Kise nodded, chuckling. "I guess. I've always been a talented child, so I didn't appreciate the activities in this world." Flipping through the pages of an album –Kuroko's childhood album –he blinked. "Woah! Kurokocchi is so cute here!"
It was a photo from when Kuroko was still in elementary school;he was holding a popsicle on his hands, licking it. His pale white cheeks were covered in drops of ice cream.
"Oh, that photo," the phantom replied. "I'm cute?" Frowning, Kuroko denied it. "No."
"Yes!" Pinching Kuroko's cheeks, Kise laughed.
"Please stop playing with my face. It hurts."
"Kise?" A sharp, strict voice emerged from his phone. "What do you want this time?"
"Akashi-cchi, I have a favor!" He explained the situation to Akashi, about all of them having a photo shoot together for the magazine and the album.
Akashi nodded. "I understand the situation. I'll tell them. And…" His tone filled with amusement. "A girl? You've been searching for a girl?"
Blinking his golden eyes, Kise nodded.
"Do not worry. I have someone in mind."
"Really?!"
"Yes. Now prepare yourself and tell your manager – photographer that. The Generation of Miracles will come."
"Thank you, Akashi-cchi!" He ended the call.
But deep down in his heart, he felt something was going to happen soon. And it wasn't going to be good for him.
"Akashi-cchi!"
Akashi – with his usual intimidating aura – walked calmly to his bassist without sparing a single glance to the staff who appeared to be his fans. With Murasakibara, Kuroko, Aomine and Midorima following behind him, Akashi looked up to face Kise directly. "Ryouta," he said. "You should be—"
"Yes! Thank you, Akashi-cchi!"
"As repayment, you'll do everything I say tomorrow."
"Okay— Wait, what?! Akashi-cchi!" Kise whined. "That's cruel!"
Murasakibara glanced at Kise. "Kise-chin, when are we going to start? I'm hungry 'ya know."
Midorima cleared his throat. "I agree with Murasakibara. If we can, let's start this as soon as possible."
Pouting, Kise nodded. As he ran to tell Margaret everyone had arrived, he noticed something.
Kuroko and Aomine were silent. Neither had said a single word.
The blonde woman giggled in delight, staring at the six teens walking from the front door with a calm yet also confident aura. Hearing her name being called by the model, Margaret cleared her throat and controlled her excitement for a BIG hit on this month's album and magazine.
Striding towards them, she held out her hand, reaching for a handshake. "Nice to meet you all. I am Carol J. Margaret. You can call me Margaret. I'll be the one photographing you!"
"It's a pleasure." Akashi nodded. "I've brought a girl."
"A girl?!" Her mind went blank. "Six handsome men with one girl! This is going to be sweet!"
Chuckling, the guitarist replied, "Oh no, it's five men." Raised eyebrows and confused stares were on him. He smirked and pulled Kuroko's arm. "And this person."
...
"What?!" screamed everyone in the room, Margaret included; even Aomine was shocked.
"Does that mean I'm going to cross dress?" Kuroko asked, his tone slightly filled with anger. "Akashi-kun, no matter what, I won't do that one thing."
Midorima coughed. "Akashi. That is outrageous!"
"Change the plan!" Kise frowned. "Kurokocchi didn't want to when I asked him. It's useless! Geez, I thought you had a better idea than that, Akashicchi!"
A glare from Akashi silenced them. "I'm not finished speaking yet, and don't complain Tetsuya. Look at him, isn't he similar to a girl? Of course, adding a wig and dress."
Margaret stared at Kuroko.
"Maybe it will work."
He smirked. "If we search for a girl, Momoi-san is too busy today with her errands. And there is no other person we can ask. Of course, if we ask our fans it will be a disaster," Akashi explained. "Isn't this fine?"
Margaret nodded.
Kuroko frowned. "Akashi-kun, I definitely do not want to."
"This is to maintain our career," the redhead said. "Of course, you'll have to do that to make sure we are still musicians." He raised an eyebrow, challenging the former phantom singer of Seirin.
Kuroko was silent.
"Kurokocchi! I'm sorry but if you don't do that, my career will drop!" Kise pleaded.
Blue eyes locked with golden.
A sigh came from Kuroko's mouth. "Fine."
Five men stepped out of the dressing room, dressed in black suits. They stood beside each other. Stares of awe and amazement met their eyes.
Aomine wore a black muscle shirt with black jeans and a sleeveless white motorbike jacket. Beneath his shirt, a silver chain hung. His tousled dark blue hair was combed to the right, its ends messy. Beside him was Kise wearing a white-grey loose shirt and baggy black trousers; he wore an unbuttoned black vest as the final touch. As for his hair, he had it combed back.
Midorima was wearing a simple white shirt with a long, black coat covering black trousers and his necktie. Akashi wore the same as Midorima without the coat. As for Murasakibara, he was wearing a black shirt and jeans, with a jacket and a purple tie and a hat. His hair was also pulled backwards.
More or less, it was nearly impossible for any girl not to fawn over their appearance.
"Splendid, guys!" Margaret clapped her hands in delight. Looking around to search for the last person who was going to dress as a girl, she spotted the dressing room door opening. Her eyes shone brightly, anticipating the result.
There stood a person wearing a loose, light blue vest covering a long black dress. Diamonds served as accessories around their waist and chest. The sleeves of the dress ended at the palms and Kuroko wore blue fingerless gloves. Beneath the dress were dress shoes. Around his neck, Kuroko wore a necklace. An indigo colored spade was painted below Kuroko's right eye. After applying foundation, his skin looked whiter and more softly colored than before, his eyebrows slightly longer. A teal wig disguised his body perfectly as a female.
"What the— Is that really Kurokocchi?" Kise was awed. "He completely looks like a girl."
Midorima and Murasakibara stared at the new guitarist, both in shock. Akashi chuckled, while also staring at him as Aomine clicked his tongue while looking away.
"Would you all please stop looking at me?" Kuroko spoke, his pink tinted lips moving. Pink erupted across their cheeks (except Murasakibara and Akashi). "Margaret-san, I would prefer it if we did this quickly. I do not wish to dress up like this any longer than necessary."
Margaret snapped out of her delusion – five handsome men surrounding a beautiful woman – and nodded, taking out her camera. "N-Now, please act according to what I say!" Receiving nods from them, she continued, "Your new album was When the crooks laugh, wasn't it?"
"Yes, we will be recording it after we are done with this photo shoot," Midorima stated.
"Then… um, Kuroko-kun, I would like you to stand in the middle. The five of you, gather around he— him." She blushed in embarrassment. "Akashi-kun, you hold his chin up and put on your most sadistic face ever. Midorima-kun, because you're kind of in the back, you cover Kuroko-kun's eyes with your right hand, but make sure his left eye is seen and shoot a glare towards the camera. Murasakibara-kun, you hold his right hand and Kise too, hold his left hand. Like Akashi, put on a sadistic – or seductive – expression. They're the same, I don't care. As for Aomine-kun—" She handed him a fake knife. Aomine twitched at this. "—I want you to have the knife pointing at Kuroko-kun's neck."
This shoot looks like five yanderes surrounding a woman," commented one of the staff members.
"Oh, don't worry! I'll edit in some blood splatters later."
"That's worse."
"Okay, one, two three!"
SNAP!
Giggling in success, Margaret gave her thanks. "Thank you very much! I'll send you the photos tomorrow!"
That day, Kuroko had shivers running down his spine. He swore never to wear a dress again, to the disappointment of some people – cough, Generation of Miracles – especially Akashi, who enjoyed tormenting him.
Akashi already had enough blackmail material.
"We've arrived at the studio already, let's hurry this up. My father arranged a meeting with me tonight." Akashi scowled, his tone bitter as he spoke.
"Your father, Akashi?" Midorima blinked. "Is it about your career again?"
Kuroko blinked, puzzled.
Akashi nodded. "Sadly, yes."
For the first time that day, Aomine spoke. "Well that sucks, Akashi. I never liked your father."
"Me neither," Kise agreed.
"Aka-chin always get scolded by him..." Murasakibara frowned. "I don't like him."
Kuroko kept silent. It was better if he didn't know; privacy meant everything. Almost the same as his past in Seirin. "Then, let's greet the staff."
The staff grinned. "Oh! Akashi-kun, you're finally here." He held out his hand, which Akashi accepted. "From your expression, I guess that you would like this to be fast, right? Okay, let's pick it up, everyone!"
Akashi nodded. "Thank you very much."
The song started after the band entered the room and put on their ear phones.
"What is it that I love most?
It was never 'bout you; it's always been me
Hey everyone can you hear me?
Better get on your knees
And beg to the ruddy rusty sky,"
Kise and Kuroko started their parts.
"All the clowns just wanna off themselves
Without make-up they look so stupid
At the witchin' hour I'm prowlin' the streets
With the sunrise, you better hide
Where to run?"
Both Aomine and Midorima sang. Aomine sung lazily, with no intention of trying at all.
"This trickery is best in bed
The sorrow of others is so scrumptious
That pig of a woman is totally bare
This whole world is just ludicrous"
Lastly, Akashi and Murasakibara sang.
The next part they chorused together,
"When the crooks start laughin' out
Why don't you come and whine about all the petty things?
When the crooks start laughin' out
The good will rave and the pure will lose their angel wings
A flower that blooms in the city?
No one's ever gonna see it; what the hell's it doin' there?
And within the next couple of days,
I'm gonna hafta move on from this crap, so annoyin' I swear
"Corpses viewed from an old CRT
Just ain't so interestin', it all looks so fake
If you're really all that frightened
Then just say your prayers, but I won't partake
Lord have mercy
"The bluebird is a sign of joy
Pluck its feathers and it's ugly
The tricked fools and the tricking fools
Just laugh at all their stupidity,"
Kuroko whispered the word 'laugh'.
"When the crooks start laughin' out
Dragging your lousy pride, come crawl to us on your knees
When the crooks start laughin' out
Do you really think you're all that? Well I say please!
Just hearin' that ol' love song again
Makes me wanna puke; this is just the worst!
Go and search for that face of love
But don't you know what's gotta come in order to be the very first?
"The sheep,waking from a dream, is confused. Why am I still here?
I can't seem to get any rest; I'm goin' 'round and 'round
How long will this last? Where will it end?
If you're still lost, hey come here
With more love than you can ever take
I'll tear you bit by bit down to the BONE!
"When the crooks start laughin' out
Why don't you come and whine about all the petty things?
When the crooks start laughin' out
The good will rave and the pure will lose their angel wings
A flower that blooms in the city?
Five minutes from now no one's ever gonna give a care
And within the next couple of days,
I'm gonna hafta move on from this crap, so annoyin' I swear"
They all stopped and continued with a whisper.
"And with all due respect I just have one word for you now:
Die."
Midorima laughed silently as Akashi ended it.
"Thank you for the hard work!"
The sun fell and the moon rose. The stars illuminated the dark with their light.
The famous band parted ways, as Akashi was in a hurry. The only ones left were Aomine and Kuroko, as their way home was the same.
"Aomine-kun, today your singing was—" Kuroko started blankly.
"If you're going to talk about that singing crap again, I'm leaving you behind,"Aomine snapped.
"Then I'm going to talk about something else." Kuroko sighed. "You looked quite handsome today during the photo shoot."
ThoughAomine didn't usually like his tan skin, he was grateful for once. A slight pink had appeared but wasn't seen due to his dark skin.
"Tch. You too."
"Hey, Aomine-kun, do you have time tomorrow?" Kuroko asked.
Aomine nodded. "Yep, tomorrow's a break from the job."
"Then can you help me for a bit?"
"…Sure."
"Seijuro," called the man sitting across Akashi at the dining table.
Akashi looked up and nodded. 'Father.'
"Seijuro, are you still doing that band with your friends?"
"Yes, father," Akashi answered.
"It's good that you're number one, as per my expectations. But I wish you would succeed my career soon. I'm not going to live forever." His father sighed. "Do you understand, Seijuro?"
Akashi stared at his father. "I understand."
Kuroko blinked, staring at his new email.
To:Kuroko Tetsuya
From:Ogiwara Shigehiro (your old friend)
It's been a while since I wrote you an email! Sorry 'bout that, Iwas so busy. Anyway, this summer, I'm coming to visit!
So prepare yourself for my arrival!
…Summer.
One month.
Omake 1.
The tealnette struggled to put on the dress. His hand reached out for the zipper on the back dress.
It was bad enough, that he was forced to do this.
Ah.
It was official, he hated corsets.
And dresses.
Omake 2.
"Eeh, why is the song about crows?!" Murasakibara whined.
"Quiet Atsushi, it can't be helped." Akashi sighed. "I know you hate crows, but bear with it."
"They make weird noises.. I hate them."
"I know Atsushi. I know."
"Akachin hates dogs, right?"
A nod was his answer.
"If there was a song that we needed to sing about dogs, how 'bout that?"
Akashi didn't answer at all afterwards.
Link; /watch?v=obFK7pKiguI
A/N; Iam in dilemma in the middle of the night. Dilemma. Guys, read the summary "GoM x Kuroko, AkaKuro." There would be GoM x Kuroko ;A; but the final is AkaKuro for Kuroko! Nyehe! I'm sorry for the late update though I said I'll update quite fast. Explanations in my profile! Please read it to understand my situation.
So the pairings; AkaKuro, hints of AoKuro, some AoKise IF I can manage that (ithinkican'torz), MidoTaka (i love this), MuraHimu.
Sorry for all of the people who didn't vote for that ;A; but I read all of the reviews, and most of them demands those pairings. Rest assured, this fict won't have too much romance anyway ^^; puhlease, don't expect me to write those mature things.. just read my other (failed) attempts to write romance in my stories page.
But all of you, thank you very much for all of the support. I hope with this, this won't make you guys disappointed. Special Thanks to you guys and Airway Static! :D Her stories are awesome, check it out! KiKuro all the way~and i need to sleep now, going to watch a film tomorrow buhbayyy~ coffee please /shot/
P.S; have you watched Free?So goddamn awesome, but I still like SnK and KnB better :3
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