A lot of people has been asking me for the title in English so... its called 'Angel's dream'.

Disclaimer: KnB does not belong to me.

Pairings: Akashi and Guardians x Fem! Kuroko

Warnings: Female!Kuroko because I can and the boy's mind is too complicated to dwell in for long. OOC-ness, again because I am horrible at complicated personalities so I am bound to get at least one person's personality completely wonky. Mafia AU because this plot bunny has been pestering me for a bit and I would be unable to concentrate for my exams until I pen- uh... type it down. Based loosely off KHR.

Tenshi walked around the mansion in her new clothing. Momoi Satsuki had fawned over her the entire afternoon, dragging her to multiple... umm... what was it Akashi had called them? Ah! Right, shops. Tenshi never knew such bright colours existed, having been subjected to wearing clothing of pale pastels or pure white to symbolize her purity. Tenshi was currently dressed in a short-sleeved white blouse with a navy blue pinafore that had spaghetti straps, the pinafore had three sections, each section separated with a line of light blue lace.

Her arms were exposed for the world to see while her legs are wrapped in white stockings and adorable brown boots that had white ribbons in place of laces. Her layered hair was still let down but her bangs are swept to the side with bunny clips that a certain pink haired assassin had squealed that fit her image adorably well.

The light blue haired girl skipped down the corridors, humming a lively tune. Just as she turned the corner, a squeak caught her attention. It wasn't a mouse, Tenshi heard enough of that to the point she would be able to identify the exact species of rodent when she hears it's squeak. And as usual, I digress, bringing us back to the current situation at hand, a certain light bluenette was peeking into a room with a ajar door where the high pitched sound came from.

The bright light hurt her eyes for a moment before they refocused and were staring at a room with shiny wooden flooring and red markings that outline a rectangle and multiple other shapes. There was a tall stand... thingy with a ring attached to the face of the board attached to the stand. The ring had a net hanging from it which swished noisily as an orange blur went through it. Tenshi blinks as she moves from her position behind the door to get a better look at what caused the net's sudden movement when a body blocked her view of the strange room.

The top was covered in a black tank top that clung semi-tightly to the tanned body, leaving little to imagination. The bottoms consisted of white knee-length sports shorts with two black lines running down the sides of the clothing and white ankle socks with black basketball shoes. Tenshi looked up to face a sweaty and annoyed looking Aomine Daiki.

The tanned teen scowled in irritation when he realized that his precious free time that he dedicated to playing basketball was being wasted by the light blue haired intruder. It took him a while to notice her but when he did, Aomine was not happy. He never liked it when girls watched him practice, they would always comment on how attractive he looked on court instead of focusing on his brilliant shots. The only other girl that actually liked basketball as a sport would be Momoi but she didn't count since she was his childhood friend.

A light tug on his shirt pulled him out of his musings and the dark blue haired teen looked down to fall into a puppy-eyed face. Complete with sparkles and a cute pink tint on the cheeks and... were those flowers dancing in the background?

"Can you do that again, please?"

Tenshi sat on one of the many wooden benches that surrounded the court and watched intently as Aomine made baskets consistently. Completely awestruck at the other's prowess, Tenshi could not resist clapping her hands and smiling adorably when Aomine came towards her for a break.

When she had asked him to shoot once more, Aomine really wanted to decline, but one look at the puppy-dog face was all he needed to comply with the light blue haired girl's wishes. Now, looking at the delighted expression on the girl's face and the way she played with the basketball, turning it in her hands cutely, Aomine could not say that he regretted doing what he did.

The blue haired girl was currently attempting to dribble like Aomine had but kept losing rhythm that caused the orange rubber ball to bounce away from her. Tenshi pouted a little at not being able to get it before she gave a light giggle and toddled after the ball that rolled off court. Aomine smiled fondly at the girl's retreating figure before he caught himself and shook his head violently to clear his thoughts.

'Whoa, I just met this chick officially a few minutes ago. What am I doing being so affectionate like this...?' Tenshi came back hugging the ball, causing it to press slightly into her stomach.

"Aomine-san, can you teach me how to throw this into the net?" Tenshi requested softly and somewhat timidly, as if afraid of Aomine's reaction. The tanned teen was silent as he watched Tenshi turn the ball nervously in her hands. Instead of outright refusing to teach her, he parted his chapped lips to ask a simple question.

"... Do you like basketball?" Tenshi blinked confusedly at the question before she tilted her head to the side and asked back a question of her own, innocently I might add with an adorable smile that no one should be able to resist.

"What's that?"

Two hours later found Tenshi sitting next to Aomine as the tanned male described his favourite sport enthusiastically, animatedly waving his arms and gesturing excitedly as he recalled the exhilarating feel of scoring a basket.

"And then, when you get a rebound-" The explanation was cut short when a low growl came from Aomine's abdomen area. The tanned male blushed in embarrassment and coughed to hide it. "W-Well, it's almost time for lunch."

Tenshi smiled, her eyes holding childish confusion as she watched Aomine rise from the benches and head towards the doors. The tanned male turned around and raised an eyebrow at the girl who still sat on the bleachers cuddling the basketball. "Well? Are ya' comin' or not?" Tenshi flinched suddenly and Aomine cursed inwardly as the statement came out harsher than he intended for it to be.

The light blue haired girl bowed her head and clutched the ball closer to her chest with trembling arms. A warm hand then appeared and it took all of Tenshi's will not to wince as it enclosed around her pale wrist. "Here... come on." A gentle tug and Tenshi was on her feet, her face pressed against the tanned teen's chest. "Sorry 'bout that... It's just... I've never been good with chicks so... Just... trust me that I'll never hurt you." Maybe it was pity that led him to comfort he girl (albeit slightly awkwardly), but Aomine truly had not meant to scare the girl.

Tenshi was silent for a full thirty seconds before her arms stopped trembling and a hesitantly small hand grasped the shirt of the navy blue haired male. Aomine felt the girl against him nod and grinned sheepishly as he pulled away.

"Let's go eat lunch, okay?" He invited softly, taking care not to raise his volume. His efforts were rewarded with a bright smile and a nod of the head.

During lunch, which was okonomiyaki with a side of miso soup, Tenshi found herself being fed by Midorima yet again. The green haired male seemed intent on feeding the girl every last bite on her plate. However, that would not have posed as a problem had it not been for Tenshi's ridiculously small appetite and stubborn nature. Their current banter goes a little like this:

"Midorima-san, I am full."

"No you are not, you only ate five bites of the okonomiyaki and had but one measly bowl of miso soup."

"That is enough to fill my stomach as of currently."

"Do you really expect me to believe that?"

"Yes, yes I do."

"No, I don't believe you."

"Midorima-san, I am truly full."

"No, it's not like I care about you or anything but if you don't eat more you'll definitely pass out."

"No, I won't take another bite."

"Why you little-"

Before the green haired male could retort with another insult, Takao(who was seated across Midorima)'s hand shot out and pinched his nose before stuffing a chopstick full of okonomiyaki into Midorima's opened mouth. "Shin-chan, continue this banter any further and Akashi-san looks like he would pop a vein."

True enough, the red haired male in question had leaked out a terrifyingly dark aura and the gleam in his eyes promised lots of pain should Midorima allow the argument to carry on. The horoscope believing green head smartly shut up and resumed eating his lunch.

And so, a lunch crisis was avoided (albeit narrowly).

Tenshi was wandering the halls once more, Aomine had to leave for a short mission which meant no more basketball until he returned. As she stopped to admire the nth painting she passed by, the sound of footsteps made her turn to face whoever was coming her way. Rounding a corner, bright crimson and enticing topaz clashed with icy blue. Tenshi smiles brightly at her saviour.

"Konnichiwa, Akashi-san." She chirps cutely as she ran up to him. Akashi gives a slight smile as he watches the girl skip towards him, a feeling of fondness as he watches the childish behaviour of a human trafficking victim. However, before the girl could reach Akashi, a resounding 'Boom!' echoed throughout the mansion and an equally loud alarm followed soon after. The redhead's eyes narrowed.

They were under attack.