Author's Note- It seems the last chapter of KiSekoi had mixed reactions. My old readers of this fanfiction were upset that the story became a bit angsty, and my new readers enjoyed the angst. I honestly had no idea what direction the story was going to take. As of now the story will become angst with bits of romance. I realized that writing a fluffly/sweet story was kind of hard for me and I much prefer stories that are a little dark. Gomen no Sai.

Once again, thanks for sticking with the story for so long. It makes me so happy that anyone bothers to read this story at all. THANK YOU! ONWARDS TRUSTY CHAPTER….

Disclaimer- I do not own Kuroko no Basket or Nisekoi. The title and characters belong to their respectful owners.

Chapter 6- Fight or Flight

Abandoned Building-Somewhere in Tokyo: 11:46pm

The bluenette was slowly easing out of his slumber. He blinked many times and tried to make out his surroundings until he realized that he was blindfolded. Not just blindfolded mind you, the blunette had his arms and legs tied tightly together. He was sprawled sideways on the cement floor and he could feel the slight chill of the cement on his side.

It did not take long for the boy to realize that he was trapped. The boy struggled with the cloth around his mouth but he was finally able to break loose. The cloths loosened around his mouth and the boy was finally able to breathe a breath of "fresh" air. Fresh was an overstatement because the air reeked of beer, sweat and another scent. Kuroko took another deep breath trying to make sense of the last scent. His eyes twitched at the realization: blood.

He began to twitch his eyes trying to get the blindfold off. He wiggled and contorted in odd directions. Finally, the blindfold was off and he could see his surroundings.

"Where am I?" The blue haired wondered quietly to himself.

As if his question was being answered, the boy heard a door creak open. The blue head pretended to still be unconscious so that his kidnappers did not know that he was awake. He could only hear soft murmurs from outside the door.

Kuroko closed his eyes rapidly and breathed soft breathes so he could hear what his kidnappers were saying.

At last he could hear bits of the men's conversations.

"Kuroko-…..why did you take him?"

Kuroko flinched at his name but he did not dare to make a sound. If his kidnappers knew he was awake. What would they do to him?

"Because-…. Told us too."

"Weren't we supposed to-… you know-…"

"Get-… instead?"

"No-..."

"We need him."

Kuroko could only make out bits and pieces of the conversation. But there was one part of the conversation he heard perfectly.

"He has what we have been searching for."

"He has it. He knows."

Kuroko flinched.

"What do they want with me? What do they think I know?" Kuroko wondered.

"Why am I here?"

"More importantly, where am I? Wondered the boy, lost in thought. He was so lost in thought that he did not hear the footsteps moving closer to him.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his torso.

"OWW"

Kuroko winced at the excruciating pain he felt in his lower torso. On impulse he tried to grab at where he was kicked. It was no use because his hands were tied. Due to this he just squirmed on the cold cement floor.

"Awake now?" Kuroko's assailant whispered while kicking Kuroko's torso again. The other boy had disappeared leaving one teen with cold, evil eyes.

"I was just going to play with you." The teen said making his way over to Kuroko.

~~~~~~~~~~~~Scene Skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Akashi Seijuro sat on his sofa with his fingers tapping on his arm rest. His mind swirled with memories of the day's events as he struggled to sit still.

He turned to look at the shirt that had he wore that day. It now had tear stains on the shoulder. He was not planning on wearing that shirt again. Not after that person was crying on it.

The image of Kise crying on Akashi's shoulder flashed in the red head's mind. He fought to forget the images.

"What to do." The boy contemplated.

"How was he going to save Kuroko?"

"There was only one thing he could do."

The boy sat up and reached for his phone. He dialed the number methodically and waited for a reply. The phone rang 2 times before a voice was heard on the other side of the phone.

"Shintarou." The boy whispered.

The person on the phone turned their head in interest.

"Yes, Akashi-kun." The green-haired boy said.

"I need your help."

"My help?" Midorima questioned.

"Yes. As an order from your Young Master." He stopped speaking.

"As my friend." With that Akashi hung up the phone.

Midorima was puzzled. But he knew that Akashi never asked for help. Unless he really needed it. As soon as the red head hung up, Midorima dialed his phone for a person he has not talked to in a long time. Whatever Akashi was planning, they needed his help.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

The phone seemed to ring for ages. The green haired boy was about to hang up when he heard someone pick up the phone.

"Hello?" A groggy, tired voice replied.

"It has been a long time."

"Why are you calling me so late at night?" The voice paused.

"Mi-do-Kun."

Midorima hesitated, he has not heard the nickname in a long time. A really long time.

"Moros needs your help."

"We need your services."

"Ahh….Moros." The purple-haired boy felt the name tinkle on his tongue. He stuffed a handful of chips in his mouth and munched greedily.

"You know I am not part of Moros…..anymore." The purple head said.

"I left."

"And that I retired from those kind of jobs."

"I know." The green head paused.

"But Akashi needs your help and I know that he is someone you cannot refuse."

There was a silence. Suddenly, a stir was heard on the other side of the phone.

"I guess I accept."

"It was nice talking to you…Mi-do-Kun."

"I will do what I can." He said hanging up the phone.

Midorima held his phone close to his ear listening to the monotonous dial tones. After a while he hung up the phone and laid it down on his sofa.

"What was going on?"

POV Change

The boy tossed and turned on his bed throwing the basketball up and down. He placed the basketball on his index finger and swirled the ball slowly. The boy watched in amazement as the ball made its rotations on his finger. Just as it was about to stop spinning the boy drew his hand and turned the ball vigorously.

Without warning the boy threw the ball in the air and grabbed for his sword that was on his hip. He drew the sword and sliced the ball many times in the air. The boy smiled as the pieces of the basketball fell from the air.

Suddenly he heard his phone vibrate. He rolled over and picked it up to read the text. Another slight smile crossed his lips.

"I have not gotten a message from him in a while." He thought glancing back at the remnants of the basketball that lay on the floor.

Turning away, the boy grabbed his sword and made his way to the window. He lazily jumped out of it and started running towards the address written in the text. The moon was rising in the distance and clouds were dispersing to reveal a starry night.

~~~~~~~~~~~~Scene Skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kuroko watched in fear as the cloaked teen was walking towards him, knife in hand. He felt the hairs on his back stand up and his heart beating rapidly. It felt like his heart was about to fly out of his chest.

Then he remembered. He remembered what he had in times like this. His eyes darted to his ankle; he had his weapons stashed in there.

The bluenette looked up at his attacker edging closer. He was losing time. Time was running out. It was all or nothing. It was now or never.

In one fluid motion, Kuroko flipped upwards and grabbed for the knives hidden near his ankle with his mouth.

Alarmed the figure started running towards Kuroko.

Not wasting time, the bluenette sat up and began to use the knife to cut his hands free. He accidently cut the knife on his tongue and it was starting to bleed. The boy licked back the blood and continued to cut his hands free.

As soon as he finished, his assailant drew a sword ready to slash Kuroko. Without hesitation the boy leaped in the air after grabbing the knives before his attacker could stab him.

Surprised, the man withdrew his attack and the two boys stared at each other. It was a standstill. Time seemed to stop and it seemed that neither boy was going to make a move.

However, Kuroko knew that he had to do something. He had to escape. His eyes darted to the open window near the corner of the room. It was far away and he would have to get past his attacker to get to it. But he had no choice. He had to try or risk getting killed or worse. He had no idea what the teens wanted to do with him.

Breaking the stalemate the bluenette threw a knife at the man. Caught by surprise, the knife impaled the teen's wrist causing him to drop the sword to the floor. The teen winced in pain and struggled to regain his balance.

The blue haired boy took the chance to make a run towards the open window. Immediately the figure took off running after the blue haired boy.

The blue haired could feel himself losing energy. His stamina was never very good. He cursed under his breath. He never cursed but he was just getting so frustrated. The boy was starting to slow down and began to breathe heavily. At last he made it to the window. He stood back and readied himself for a running jump swiftly out the window.

Just as he was about to leap out, the boy felt two arms enclose around him. The boy struggled in protest.

"So close." Kuroko screamed to himself.

"LET ME GO!" He screamed in protest as the figure's grasp was getting tighter and tighter around him. The boy was starting to lose oxygen and his struggling began to deteriorate.

"Son of a bitch. How dare you stab me?" The teen roared in Kuroko's ear as his arms moved to enclose around the blue haired boy's neck. He struggled for breathe.

The doors to the room suddenly, flung open to reveal a figure in the doorway.

"What is going on?" The other teen screamed running towards the two boys.

"You can't kill him! We need him." The other teen screamed.

Kuroko's attacker hesitated when he heard the other teen's screams. Kuroko took the chance to use the knife in his hand to stab his attacker in the torso. The teen dropped to his knees clutching his sides. The bluenette took the moment of hesitation and ran towards the window. He placed his hands on the windowsill and was readying himself for the jump. He was free. Almost. Just a little bit more.

"YOU ARE NOT GETTING AWAY THAT EASILY!" The teen roared racing towards Kuroko. He was about to grab onto the boy's leg but he missed. In an act of desperation the teen lunged for the blue haired boy's neck tie to hold him back. The neck tie loosened in the teen's hand and the bluenette fell forwards onto the ground. He could feel the concussion and his leg was definitely twisted. The bluenette struggled to stand up. The pain in his leg was unbearable. He bit his lip. Refusing to give up, Kuroko jumped up and disappeared into the night.

The cloaked figure was about to leap out of the window after Kuroko before a voice spoke up. A deep voice that scared him to the core. He stopped in his tracks.

"Let him go." The voice uttered.

"We know where he lives and we know he has what we want." The voice said.

"He won't get far."

"But—"The teen stopped speaking midsentence.

"Leader's orders." The boy hissed at the teen.

"Leader, I don't think-" Before the boy could finish speaking, the "leader" pulled out his gun and shot at the teen right between the eyes.

Crimson liquid splattered on the walls and the teen fell to the floor: Dead.

To Be Continued

Author's Note-

*Wipes Sweat* I never expected KiSekoi to turn into a suspense Fanfic. When I got the idea for KiSekoi I wanted it to be a light and fluffy romance story. Every fanfic I have ever written has been a Suspense/Thriller so I wanted to write a change of pace. I guess I just cannot stay away. *awkward laughs*

Please tell me what you think of the story. Is it diverging too much from your expectations? Is that bad? Please tell me what you think! Reviews and comments make me happy.

KiSekoi will likely be completed in about 10-15 chapters if the story continues how I have it planned now. Just a heads up.

The next chapter is tentatively named: Smell of Danger

Updated- I accidentally mixed up the color of Murasakibara's hair. AHH sorry. I blame the lack of sleep. The boy on the phone is indeed a purple-hair.

The winner for the Special One Shot Competition has been chosen. The winner has been contacted via PM. Please reply within 24 hours or another winner will be chosen.

The competition has been a success so I am probably going to do another one around the 10th chapter. So don't lose hope if you did not win.

I already have the idea for my next story so I hope I see you all again. Of course, I won't start a new story until a finish the current one. So no worries.

Here is a sneak synopsis. I may just write the story as a one shot and continue if there is interest. (All ideas are tentative and are subject to change)

Phantom Requiem

In an instant he was gone, taken from their lives. If only they knew he was ever gone at all. If only they could change their past.

Doppelganger AU.

Genres- Angst, Suspense, Thriller, Drama

Characters- Protective GoM and Kuroko

Style- I am testing out a new writing style that plays around with perception/points of view. I will be testing the writing style with this Fanfic.

Warning- FCMD (Favorite Character Mutilation Disorder) You have been warned. Kuroko lovers may want to look away….Hahah….unless you like a hurting Kuroko like I do…..

Once again thank you so much for reading this far. It means so much.