Hello everyone! I'm back with a new chapter. To make up for the lost time, this chapter will be much longer then the usual.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke for it belongs to Fujimaka Tadatoshi.

Enjoy the story. R&R,plz.

Chapter 9: On the contrary

Akashi Seijurou was downright pissed at the moment. Everything today just went out of his plan and he was anything but pleased.

Let's go a little back to the past, shall we? When Akashi was waiting for his fiancé, he was informed that there was a brawl between basketball players and some unsightly delinquents in the basketball gym that required his presence to solve the problem; therefore, he had no choice but to give Kuroko the direction to the gym and go to that god-damn place by himself to solve the god-damn ruckus. Normally, his captain would be the one to sort out this but that untimely stupid rainbow of a captain had chosen this particular moment to "ditch" that responsibility to the vice-captain, who was Akashi, so that he could freely go to some god-know place to do some god-know thing. And of course, that stupid captain was late to practice. So was his Tetsuya but Tetsuya didn't count.

One might wonder why Akashi had to trouble himself by giving Kuroko the direction but not ask one of his teammates to take his fiancé to the gym. Well, the quick and dirty answer to that little question was that Akashi wanted nobody but himself to be the first to take Kuroko to the gym. He had himself taken his fiancé to the school, to the staffroom, to the cafeteria and hell, even to the toilet, so why not him leading Kuroko to the gym? Furthermore, who knew what would happen if he let his clubmate handle that task? Not that he was worried about his fiancé's fidelity but he had to make sure nobody, absolutely nobody get close to Tetsuya. After all, Tetsuya belonged to only him.

After having pacified the brawl by demonstrating some scissors juggling (read: flinging), Akashi started exerting his authoritative aura, barking orders to his clubmates and urging them to start practicing. 10 minutes passed but the captain and Kuroko were still nowhere to be seen. And Akashi started to worry (of course, for his fiancé, not for that useless irresponsible captain).

When Akashi was about to make a quick call to Kuroko, the redhead spotted his captain, Nijimura Shuuzou, entering the gym with an out-of-character bright grin, flashing his well-cared white teeth. Despite having potential of becoming a poster boy for whitening toothpaste or maybe a star in keep-running-forever Rainbow-nyan-nyan show, he chose not to enter entertainment industry. What a waste, Akashi thought!

However, the red-haired teen immediately narrowed his eyes dangerously as soon as he saw Kuroko walking into the gym, hand in hand with Nijimura. How dare that stupid captain of his laid his filthy hand on Tetsuya's reserved-for-only-Akashi hand? See, that was why he had to keep an eye on Kuroko. Akashi just left his fiancé for half a second (more like half an hour, Akashi-kun) and men already flocked around him. Of course, Kuroko was cute but his presence was very weak, so how on Earth was that stupid Niji-who-cares able to notice Kuroko and molest his holy hand?

Trying to keep a cool face, Akashi walked calmly towards the duo, eyes fixing intently on Niji-who-cares's face to send a deadly glare with a message: "Who do you think you are for holding my fiance's hand?", which the still oblivious Nijimura dismissed as Akashi being angry at him for coming late. The black-haired upperclassman simply smiled at the redhead, preparing himself to be lectured about punctuality and responsibility by his kouhai.

"Hi, Akashi. Sorry for being late. I got some business to finish at the class, so I got out of class a little late", the raven scratched his cheek sheepishly, "But it seems you have solved the problem at the gym smoothly without my help."

"It was just a minor problem. I can easily solve it without your help", Akashi stated as if it was the most obvious thing, "May I enquire why are you holding Tetsuya's hand?"

At that question of Akashi, Nijimura immediately directed his glance to his and Kuroko's joined hands and released his grip of the bluenette. And Akashi immediately threw himself into lividness and nearly scrunched up his expression into that of ffrage face (yeah, the rage face you see in meme). Nijimura was blushing, and so was Kuroko although the bluenette's blush was just a little tint of pink, but it still counted as blush. What the hell had those two done on the way to the gym?

"Kuroko-kun was finding his way to the gym so I led him here", Nijimura said awkwardly, still embarrassed at being caught holding hand with another male, "Wait, you know Kuroko?"

"Yes, I do. In fact, he's my classmate", Akashi narrowed his eyes dangerously, emitting more deadly aura every second passing by.

Nijimura, unfazed by this, continued smilingly, "Well, isn't that great? I suppose I can entrust you with the task of testing him. Come, Kuroko, let me show you the locker room."

With that, Nijimura left the scene, leading the bluenette towards the changing room, with Akashi tagging along for Kuroko's safety.

-o0o-

"Here's the locker room", Akashi took the initiative to open the door for Kuroko and let three of them go in.

Kuroko looked around the room, taking in the interior and the distinctive mixed smell of sweat and detergent, "Looks great".

"About the changing, you can…", Akashi, on turning around to face Kuroko, widened his eyes when he saw his fiancé slowly unbuttoning the blue shirt, revealing his pale flawless skin of his chest and flat stomach and his tantalizing pink nipples. Was it him or Kuroko was stripping a little too slow for his liking?

As the fabric slid off the bluenette's arms, Akashi felt his fingers curl and uncurl continuously. By the time Kuroko had taken off the shirt, the redhead's already dry mouth felt parched, his eyes staring intently at his sexy fiancé.

After stripping off his shirt, the blue-haired teen proceeded to open his sport bag to take out his T-shirt and pants. That was when he noticed Akashi's eyes watching him intently.

"Akashi-kun, is there anything wrong?", Kuroko tilted his head cutely, which only served to increase the redhead's heartbeat and face's temperature.

"Nothing", Akashi replied smoothly, trying to school his feature back to normal, "I'll be waiting outside, okay?"

"OK", Kuroko replied, despite his perplex at Akashi's strange act.

And Akashi exited the room with a totally red face. It was too bad that nobody had a chance to catch even a small glimpse of it because the redhead had quickly evacuated himself to the nearest water faucet outside with the self-reason that the weather was too hot for his skin ( and it was autumn).

-o0o-

After 5 minutes of meditating under waterfall a.k.a cooling his face under the faucet, Akashi returned to the gym and found Kuroko preparing his stance to shoot a basketball into the hoop. It seemed the tryout had already started. "His posture was good", Akashi mentally commented. Kuroko flicked his wrist, causing the basketball to soar into the air to the hoop. Despite his effort, the ball disappointingly didn't go through the net; instead, it bounced off the rim and fell to the ground.

Akashi frowned a bit. He watched Kuroko, unaffected by his failure, running towards the ball to pick it up, attempting to try again.

"Tetsuya said that he had played basketball for a few years yet I can't feel anything from looking at him. And it doesn't help that he is so frail. Could he make it to the team?", Akashi pondered, watching Kuroko making another failed shot, "I'm thinking too much. He can probably make it to third string if he tries."

And so, the tryout carried on with Akashi and Nijimura supervising the bluenette.

After another 5 minutes, Akashi's eyes began twitching violently.

Out of 10 hoops, his fiancé only scored 3 and it seemed he did it subconsciously. His dribbling was below average, if not, bordering horrid. Despite playing for less than 10 minutes, he had already shown signs of exhaustion. To put it bluntly, Kuroko was weak, woefully weak. How weak you ask? Well, let's just say that if Kuroko were a cup of coffee, Akashi would be demanding his money back!

Standing next to Akashi, Nijimura was sweating bullet at seeing Kuroko's atrocious performance. If this kept up, the bluenette wouldn't even be qualified for third string, let alone joining the club. Therefore, as Kuroko's fiancé, Akashi had to do something about it. His genius brain immediately went to analytical brainstorm mode to devise some strategies that could utilize Kuroko's ability (or inability).

Basketball players, san Akashi, were tall. The purpose of being tall was to intimidate the opponent basketball players and leave a streak in their undergarments that they wouldn't soon forget. Sadly, Kuroko didn't reach that standard and Akashi totally understood that pain, not that he admitted out loud. Despite that drawback, Kuroko had this amazingly weak presence, so what could the cute innocent seemingly harmless invisible Kuroko do in a basketball match, which was always full of tall bulky scary guys? Well, allow Akashi-sama to walk you through the stages. Here was the plan: switch Kuroko out while the opposing players were picking their noses or something. Taking advantage of his weak presence, Kuroko would sneak behind then and take pictures of those embarrassing moments, which would then be posted on Youtube or Facebook. While the opponents were dying of shame, score as many as we could. It was a totally splendid plan…. NOT. Akashi mentally berated himself for thinking such a ridiculous plan.

So Akashi got back to the previous point: Kuroko's lack of presence. His presence was overwhelmingly weak that almost everybody failed to see him. And basketball was a sport that required players to see each other to co-ordinate their play effectively in order to score. "Yet, Tetsuya didn't possess that quality but instead, was gifted with a low presence. If there is anything he can do, it will be…"

While the redhead was busy brainstorming, he failed to notice that Kuroko was approaching him and Nijimura.

"Kuroko-kun… eh… I know this sounds rude but I don't think you're cut out for basketball", Nijimura said to Kuroko, trying not to hurt his underclassman's feeling.

"I know, senpai but can you give me one more chance? As I have said to you before, shooting and dribbling are not my strong forte. I'm more adept at passing. If you allow me, I can show it to you in a basketball match", Kuroko insisted. Despite his blank expression, there was a pleading gleam in his eyes.

Snapping out of his thought, Akashi turned his gaze towards Nijimura, who was still deliberating whether he should give Kuroko another chance or not. "The second and third string also practice with us today. Why not organize a practice match between second and third string with Tetsuya on the latter? You can give your final decision later when you have fully evaluated Tetsuya's ability in the match", Akashi suggested to his captain.

"Well, I suppose it's fair enough. Okay, Kuroko-kun, I give you one more shot so give your best. However, bear this in mind, in order to gain my and coach's approval, you must win and not only that, you must show me some good quality in your play", the black-haired captain explained sternly and Kuroko simply nodded.

With that, Nijimura left to prepare the mini match for Kuroko. Akashi watched the captain's retreating back for a while and then turned his head to face his fiancé. Though Kuroko still retained his usual blank expression, Akashi could detect faint traces of nervousness in the bluenette's eyes and a very small frown on his face. Patting on his fiancé's shoulder, the redhead sent him a reassuring smile, which made Kuroko blush a bit.

"Don't stress out too much or it may affect your later performance. If you have demanded a match like that, then you must have prepared something to show to us, right?", Akashi said in an encouraging tone, "Then, go and show me what you've got. Don't forget, I believe in you, Tetsuya."

Kuroko looked straight into Akashi's crimson orbs, which offered the bluenette sincere trust and assurance. To amplify the effect of his encouragement, Akashi, after checking nobody was looking at their direction, gave the bluenette a fast small peck on his cheek. Kuroko was so surprised by his fiancé's action that he just stood there, unmoved from his spot, with a biggest blush that Akashi had ever seen since he first met the bluenette. As for the redhead, he simply chuckled at seeing his fiancé's expression; it was too priceless. Quickly snapping to reality, Kuroko turned away in an attempt to hide his red face from the teasing fiancé.

"Akashi-kun, you shouldn't do this. We're still in the public", Kuroko, after finding his voice, reprimanded the redhead weakly despite the rising feeling of happiness.

"Don't worry. I did check before kissing you. Nobody saw us and besides, if someone did see us, that person would know that you belonged to me, Tetsuya", Akashi replied a bit teasingly, his eyes fixing intently on Kuroko at the part Kuroko belonged to him.

"I…I've gotta go now". Knowing that he wouldn't be able to the quickly increasing temperature on his face as long as he was around the red-haired teen, Kuroko walked away hurriedly from Akashi, his face still hot from the previous intimate act.

Akashi just crossed his arm, smiling and sighing. "Teasing him is much more fun than I thought."

-o0o-

"Kise-kun, I love you"

"Please receive my love and I shall make you mine forever"

"Kya, please marry moi"

"Shut up, bitch, he's gonna marry me"

"Shut the fuck up, bitch, he's mine."

Loud screaming and thundering footsteps could be heard on the school ground. One word would be enough to explain that scenario: fangirls. And all those crazy females were after one person: Kise Ryota, the handsome student slash famous model. The story went like this: one nerdy fangirl of his came to his asking for his autograph, which Kise willingly agreed because denying fans would be bad for his image. The girl apparently had a cold, and kept sneezing, and Kise happened to be in the sneezing range. It was kinda gross, but Kise, being a gentleman as ever, gave her his handkerchief and a "Get well soon" wink, flashing his fancy eye lashes, which the blond had slightly coated with mascara in the morning for he had nothing better to do after brushing his fancy hair. And it was his greatest mistake of the day. The wink was too much for the nerdy fangirl to take and in return, she flashed him her toothy grin (man, she needed to go the dentist…fast) and promptly fainted, letting the handkerchief lying innocently but noticeably on the ground. Then came the herd of fangirls, fighting for the sacred treasure and ending up tearing the poor thing. After that, Kise had become a superstar on the run because very fangirl begged for a piece of him as souvenir and his lovely wink to be fair. Kise promised to himself that he would never touch mascara again.

Kise kept running and running. As soon as he turned around the corner, he spotted a door and immediately dove into it. Hiding behind the door, he could hear footsteps of his fangirls looking for him. By some mysterious who-know force the blond was totally grateful for, those raging girls decided to leave the totally suspicious door and continue running, searching for their idol. Heaving a sigh, the blond noticed a stair and followed it out of curiosity. Kise soon found himself on the bleachers, looking down the basketball court, which currently held a match. The blond quickly noticed something out of place: one side only had 4 players.

-o0o-

The match between second and third string was about to begin. Many had already decided the victory would go to the second string since it consisted of more capable players. However, Akashi begged to differ. He had a feeling that something amazing was bound to happen. And it would definitely happen. Because he is always right.

Standing next to Akashi were Nijimura, who also acted as referee, Midorima, Murasakibara, Aomine and Momoi.

"I didn't expect Kuroko to demand a match like this. In my opinion, it's futile for him to even try this hard to join the club", Midorima commented, adjusting his glasses a bit haughtily.

"Why do you say this when you haven't seen his ability wholly?", Akashi retorted back, his eyes narrowing irritatedly.

"I have seen him trying to shoot and dribble a while ago", the greenette continued, not a bit disturbed by Akashi's glare, "To be honest, he's terrible and it will be pointless for him and the club if he ever joins the club. Akashi, don't forget, our school motto is "Victory is absolute". A player like him is useless."

Akashi merely raised an eyebrow, showing his doubt about Midorima's judgement. "On the contrary, I think Tetsuya holds some abilities that may surprise you", Akashi said confidently.

"Really, Midorima, stop being such a douche. Though my viewpoint is not exactly the same as Akashi's, I think there is no useless player in basketball, as long as they are passionate about the sport", Aomine commented deeply, which earned a snort from the glasses-wearing boy.

Murasakibara didn't join the conversation, continuing muching his Mauibo disinterestedly. As for Momoi, she simply observed Kuroko thoroughly and analyzed him like any other players she had encountered. Unlike other managers, Momoi possessed an uncanny but useful ability of analyzing the stats of the basketball players. However, this time, with Kuroko, she couldn't give any proper analysis of the extent of his ability, which was pretty shocking to her. "If that's so, then maybe Akashi is right. Kuroko-kun may possess some hidden talents."

Nijimura stepped into the court with a basketball in his hand. "Now, we will start the match between the second string and third string." After the whistle, he tossed the ball hard into the air and the match began.

Like everyone expected, second string caught the ball and began their attack, trying to score their first goal whereas the third string tried to defend and grab the ball. Despite the effort of the second-string players, they couldn't stop the attack on time and thus, the first goal went to the second string.

After 3 minutes, the score was 15-8 with the second string in the lead. Kuroko frowned when someone bumped into him… again.

"Sorry", the other apologized quickly before averting his attention back to the game. However, the other team managed to score another goal, raising the score to 17-8. At this point, players of second string became more motivated while Kuroko's teammates became more and more discouraged as the match carried on..

"Okay, observation time over. Time to get serious or else, I'll be in greater trouble ", Kuroko walked to the player who was current holding the ball. "Excuse me, could you pass me the ball when you see that the others are marked?"

"Hah? Eh… okay", the guy nodded and a thought struck him ."Wait, has he been in the game since the beginning? Why didn't I see him before?"

The game resumed and the second string immediately went into position to mark the opponent, giving them no opportunity to score. Back to Kuroko, he was also being marked by one tall intimidating guy who kept looking at Kuroko as if he was some kind of bug on the screen. However, in the blink of an eye, Kuroko vanished from his sight, leaving the opponent dumbstruck. "Huh? Where is that little brat?"

Suddenly appearing near the guy whom Kuroko had talked to, Kuroko gave the signal of passing the ball to him. Seeing the others being marked by others, the third-string left everything to fate, passing the bluenette the ball.

As the ball flew to him, Kuroko kept his eyes on the object. The player watched in shock as the bluenette seemed to disappear into thin air and the ball's movement changed into another direction. With fluid movement, Kuroko directed the ball past the other players before he circled his arm and tossed it behind him with such great force that was surprising for someone of his build to one player near the goal.

Kuroko's teammate who received the ball was so shocked that he himself didn't realize he was holding the ball. Even the opposing team was also blinking in astonishment.

"Shoot it!", Kuroko shouted at him, successfully snapping him back from whatever trance he was in.

"Eh…Ah!", Kuroko's teammate then took the opportunity and shot the ball into the hoop, scoring for third string.

"How did that happen? How could he get that pass through just now?"

"How am I supposed to know? I didn't see a thing!"

"Probably because of luck! We'd better concentrate more on the game."

Little did they know that what just happened wasn't just a fluke and expect that that kind of pass became a force to be reckoned with.

Kuroko continued his pattern of strange passes, allowing his teammates to score, pushing the score up.

A second-year of second string was frantically searching for Kuroko, who was supposed to be his mark, but to no avail. The captain of the second string began to get very annoyed. "Damn that brat! Don't think that will stop me!", he sneered with obvious frustration in his tone. However, just when he was about to shoot, the ball was suddenly out of his grasp.3

"Fuck! Not him again!", he turned around only to find Kuroko making another pass to his teammate, who made a 3-point shot, raising the score to 19-20, in Kuroko's team's favour.

"I can't believe it. Second string is being pressured by third string."

-o0o-

On the sideline, the audience were watching the game with awe laced with confusion, paying careful attention to the match.

"Kuroko-kun did say that he was good at passing but I didn't expect he made such amazing passes", Nijimura watched Kuroko evading skillfully and bending the ball's direction.

"Am I seeing things or Kuroko actually disappeared from my sight?", Aomine wondered loudly as his eyes didn't leave the court for a second.

"This match is more interesting than I expected", Murasakibara commented, his hand busy shuffling in the potato chip bag but his eyes fixing on the match.

"I suspect all of this has something to do with his lack of presence", Midorima pushed up his glasses wisely, remembering Akashi's words during lunch, "What about you, Momoi? Can you analyze anything?"

The pink-haired girl shook her head disappointedly, "Sorry, Midorin, I can't. It's strange. I can't read any of his movement". Despite this failure, Momoi felt a sudden rush of excitement, probably because it had been such a long time before she could met someone who could bypass her analysis mode, "I'm guessing that Kuroko-kun is using his weak presence to enhance his passing."

"Misdirection- a technique that magician usually use when performing magic tricks to manipulate the audience's gaze", Akashi mumbled out loud, garnering his teammates' attention.

"Misdi-what? What do you mean by manipulating the audience's gaze", Aomine asked.

"Misdirection. Simply put, Tetsuya makes people believe the others, not him, will get the ball. When people are focusing on someone else, he'll step in and take the ball. Normally, "Misdirection" is a term that refers to taking advantage of the slips of attention to control how others see. And Tetsuya had applied this into basketball."

Akashi explained while moving his eyes to find his fiancé who was in front of his mark, "Misdirection combined with his unnaturally low presence makes him even more invisible on court, to the point that our eyes believe that he has actually disappeared. With nobody detecting him, he can easily snatch the ball and bend it to his will."

Everybody blinked in surprise as Akashi explained thoroughly of Kuroko's basketball style. They were beyond shock to see a person of such small built like Kuroko could actually come up with something amazing as that. Even Midorima seemed to have taken back his early judgment about the bluenette.

As for Akashi, he couldn't be more proud of his fiancé. It seemed like his future "wife" had a knack in surprising him and surpassing every of his expectation. What's more, to come across such rare talent as this was indeed one-of-a-lifetime opportunity. Kuroko would be an invaluable asset to Teiko's team. Akashi simply smirked joyfully at that thought.

-o0o-

Meanwhile, Kise-the uninvited audience of the game, was also watching the game with undivided attention. At first, he thought the side with 4 players was being overpowered by the other but soon, he found himself speechless as that team made a counterattack with many strange but amazing passes. Kise trained his eyes closely on the court and soon, he caught sight of the force behind that amazing play. A small blue-haired boy, the one player that he missed seeing previously. Kise quickly found himself being entranced every time the bluenette appeared and bent the direction of the ball, allowing his teammates to score. It was totally amazing. He followed the movement of the bluenette closely like a hawk because once he had lost sight of the bluenette, it took him a lot of effort to find him again.

The game was breathtaking, to Kise's opinion. Kise's breath hitched every time a player shot or dunked the ball into the hoop. It stirred up something deep inside Kise. It made Kise want to be on the court as well, to play basketball, to play with that amazing blue-haired boy.

-o0o-

Amazing as Kuroko's passes were, things sometimes went out of the bluenette's control. Some players were too frightened or too inexperienced to see an unexpected ball coming towards them, so they did the most rational thing: duck the ball. That was why some balls ended up flying out of court to some unfortunate victims who happened to be standing in the way. It didn't help that Kuroko's passes were surprisingly strong. Nobody got hurt but two most notable victims were Nijimura and Aomine and when "notable" was used in this situation, it meant that they were hit in some very sensitive parts. In Aomine's case, the tanned teen got hit in the head. The ganguro slouched on the floor while mumbling: "Damn you, Kuroko. What if I got stupider?". Midorima, being such a supportive friend, wasted no time to comfort Aomine: "Don't worry. You're already stupid. You won't get any stupider anyway." In the end, Aomine was considered luckier than Nijimura. The rainbow boy, despite being aware of Kuroko's pass, couldn't avoid in time and end up being struck in the crotch….hard. The captain let out a(n) (un)manly shriek and knelt down on the floor, mourning for his little "treasure". Everyone was very sympathetic of the poor captain. Kuroko made an apologetic "Oopsie! Sorry, Nijimura-senpai". Akashi kindly patted on the captain's back while smirking creepily gleefully. If smirk could be translated, then it would be "Serve you right for defiling Tetsuya's hand." From that pointy on, Kuroko's passes became legendary.

-o0o-

At 5 p.m

Akashi and Kuroko was currently heading back to their house. Akashi thought fondly of the previous match his fiancé had played in. As Akashi expected, Kuroko's team emerged victorious with the score 24-31. Kuroko had made to the first string, to Akashi's happiness and astonishment of second and third strings' shock. The bluenette received some protesting "Booo~!" from those strings' players and Akashi's glare shut them up nicely. Aomine and Nijimura, despite their "injuries", still came forward and congratulated Kuroko like Akashi's other teammates.

Akashi thought of their upcoming days with a fond smile. Not only would Kuroko be sitting next to him in the same class but his fiancé would also be with him during basketball practice. Married life was indeed sweet!

Busy with his thoughts, Akashi didn't notice Kuroko approaching him. When the redhead realized the bluenette's face was very close to him, he felt a small peck on his cheek. It was very short but enough for Akashi to know that Kuroko had kissed him.

Pulling away from the other's face, Kuroko quickly averted his face from the other's sight while saying quietly, "I'm returning your favor. Thanks Akashi-kun."

With that, Kuroko quickened his pace, leaving Akashi still standing in his spot. However, the redhead smirked. Because Kuroko's ears were red.

Akashi ran up to the bluenette and grabbed the other's hand, pulling Kuroko with him. And merry protest and laughter echoed in the small evening street.

-o0o-

Dear diary,

Today was an eventful day. Lots of amazing things had happened but one word will be enough to sum it up: Akashi.

Akashi-kun and I have done many things together. We walked to school together, ate lunch together and even played basketball together. I was so happy.

At school, I met many strange people. Principal-san is a pedophile (I suspected), Aomine-kun is probably a ganguro (his skin is black), Midorima-kun seems like a tsundere, oh Nijimura-senpai is very nice.

Akashi-kun is surprisingly open about his behaviour in public. Today, he kissed me in the cheek… in the gym… full of people. I felt rather embarrassed; nevertheless, I was happy. Happy that Akashi-kun cared for me. Later, I returned the favor by kissing him in the cheek. And then we ran together, hand in hand, in the sunset. It was very romantic, trust me!

I'm totally looking forward to tomorrow and many days later. What I'm gonna encounter, who I'll met, I don't know but as long as I'm with Akashi-kun, everything will be alright.

Until next time.

Kuroko Tetsuya.

TBC

As u can see, I've made a few twists in this fanfiction: Akashi is not the one who suggests Kuroko's style, Aomine is not the one who inspired Kise to play basketball. Well, just think about it, if Kuroko is the one who got Kise into playing the sport, won't it be awesome for the shipping XD?

The lastest manga chapters rages me so much. How could Akashi say that to Kuroko? It put a great damper on my AkaKuro moe spirit. But have no fear, everyone. I'll continue this story.

So, til the next time.