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Kuroko arrived at the university sooner than expected, so he simply didn't know what to do. Normally, he would read a book to kill time, but unfortunately, in his suitcase were books for his lessons, which he had read for hundreds times. So, no, reading books was off the list this time. And going to the teacher's room to try making people realize him and then try to make a conversation was not an option either. He thought about taking a tour around the school, but refrained from doing so as he realized that if he got lost, he might be unable to go back to his homeroom class on time, and he would become an irresponsible teacher the second day he taught there.

But going outside the school is another problem (B/N: Problem, or option?) though, he certainly wouldn't get lost, and he might find some cafés that have vanilla milkshake. Kuroko gulped at the thought of the sweet, creamy and smooth beverage. With that set, the blue-haired teacher took the same route he used to get to the university, but turned left and walked into an alley. 'I can't understand why Momoi-san and Ogiwara-kun never let me walk into alleys. Even though I met some bullies once, everything came out fine. They shouldn't be so protective. And I'm a man!' Kuroko thought, sighing. Little did he know, what his childhood friends did was absolutely reasonable as every time they –Momoi and Ogiwara- took their eyes off him, he always got into an argument with people twice his size. Good thing Japan was safer than America, or else he would probably be beaten up by now.

Kuroko looked at the houses and shops in the alley. Some buildings were tall, and they blocked the sun light, creating a gloomy and dull atmosphere to the alley. Kuroko felt like he was walking down a street of old Japan, as there were no neon signs or sound of vehicles running. It was quiet, and he suddenly remember the mystery book he had read recently, which was 'A Murder in the Alley' by who-knows-what-her-name-is. A beat of sweat rolled down the side of his face. His lips were pressed into a firm line. 'Maybe I should go back'. Sucking in a big gulp of air, Kuroko took one last glance around the place. Then he noticed a book café. Perfect, maybe going around wasn't such a bad idea after all. He walked to the place and tried opening the door, only to realize that it was locked. Kuroko look to the side and saw a black board, on the board was words written with chalk 'Open: 8.30 a.m / Close: 9 p.m / Menu…' Kuroko frowned. Just how unlucky he was again? And what kind of café opens later than a uni? The blue-haired teacher let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. Disappointed, Kuroko headed back to Teiko.

When Kuroko arrived at Teiko, it was fifteen minutes until the bell ring. Kuroko decide to ignore the free time and went straight to his homeroom class. Unlike the how other classes normally react when their teacher show up before the lessons starts, his students totally didn't mind his presence, although it was because no one could notice him.

Even when the teacher pulled his chair to sit down and created some noise while doing so, they still didn't notice. And thus, Kuroko sat there and read something until the bell rang. Everything went on as Kuroko expected after the bell rang: a very loud screech from his students; a class president that held a weird item in his hand (which was a brick this time) telling everyone to settle down then told them to stand up and greet the teacher, to which Kuroko really grateful for, and a grumpy Aomine that really got on his nerves (really, wasn't 'kid' bad enough, but this time that tanned, idiotic student had to call him a mini tsukkomi?!).

At Teiko, after the five-minute homeroom hour students and teachers have 10 minutes to move from their homeroom to other rooms for their lectures. So, when the bell rang again as a sign for the end of homeroom hour, Kuroko immediately allowed his students to dismiss and get out of the class. Everyone went to different directions, since their chosen subjects are different (students are allowed to choose what they want to learn at Teiko), so it wouldn't be a weird thing if a student or two went the opposite direction to the others. But, Kuroko found this strange. And that student who went in the opposite direction happened to be no one else but Aomine. Kuroko approach Aomine without the latter noticing.

"Aomine-kun, please wait for a moment," Kuroko said from behind Aomine's back.

"Wahh, you! Where did you come from?!" Aomine jolted and turned to Kuroko.

"I've been following you for a while now."

"What? How come I didn't notice you? No, scratch that, why did you follow me?" Aomine raised an eyebrow.

"I would be happier if you don't raise your eyebrow at me, your teacher, Aomine-kun" and when Kuroko saw no reaction from him, he sighed and continued. "Why did you go this way Aomine-kun? Your first lecture is physics, and according to my map, the room for that isn't this way." Kuroko held a map up as he said. At Teiko, students choose what subjects they wanted to learn and then learn those subjects together with the three main subjects, because the council believes by doing that, a student can specialize in many faculties without stressing himself too much. The subjects of choice would be written on their profile. Aomine just ticked whatever was on the list, he has absolutely no interest in Physics.

'Where did that come from?' Aomine sweatdropped. "No, my first lecture is chemistry. The lab is at the end of the hall." Aomine confidently said.

"Aomine-kun, you shouldn't lie to your teacher. I checked everyone's profile this morning, I'm not buying it."

Aomine rolled his eyes in annoyance and inwardly clicked his tongue. "Geez, I was just kidding, I'm going to the restroom."

"Is that so? Ok then, please continue."

'Seriously, you bought that?!' Aomine tried not to gaped or laugh out loud. "Then I will –pttf- go now, sensei. Good day to you." He said, voice slightly shaking.

"Uhm, have a fun day learning." Kuroko nodded.

Aomine turned his back to Kuroko and proceeded walking, and he went into the WC, just in case Kuroko was still watching him. He stayed in there for a few minutes. When he thought Kuroko had left, he poked his head out first, and when he was sure that Kuroko left, he got out.

"Yosh, now to the roof we go!" He happily said and stretched his body.

"To do what?"

"Sleep of course, are you stupid?" Aomine clicked his tongue, annoyed that someone stupid enough not to understand something that simple. Wait, who can be that stupid? And why did this voice sound strangely familiar to Aomine's ears? Sheesh, he knew that voice!

"I don't want to be asked that by you, Aomine-kun."

Aomine slowly turned his head to the voice, praying that it wasn't whom he thought it was. And, to Aomine's horror, Kuroko was standing there.

"Wha-What are you doing here?!" Aomine yelled.

"Hello again, Aomine-kun. Would you mind keeping your voice low? We might bother someone"

"There's no one here!" Even with what his teacher said, Aomine still spoke loudly "And why did you follow me?!"

"Because I'm your teacher?"

"That doesn't make any sense! What kind of teacher follows his student before class?!"

"The kind that doesn't want his student to skip classes," Kuroko deadpanned.

"I'm not skipping class!"

"Yes, you are."

"Am not!"

"Are too."

"What are you, a kid?" Aomine ruffled his midnight-blue hair in irritation.

"Then what would that make Aomine-kun? A toddler?"

"Are you really a teacher?"

"No, I'm a milkshake angel"

"Seriously?" Aomine looked at Kuroko incredulously.

"Sorry, I lied-" Aomine rolled his eyes. "-I'm a book fairy" Kuroko finished and Aomine flinched, his gaze snapped back to Kuroko. Light blue orbs just stared back at him.

Aomine face-palmed.

"Whatever, just leave me alone!" was the last thing Aomine said before he dashed away. When the tanned youth turned at the end of the corridor, from the corner of his eyes, he saw his stubborn teacher chasing after him. A sigh escape his lips before he smirked. 'What is this? This'll be a piece of cake' Aomine thought as he speeded up. He kept running, and Kuroko kept chasing him. The distance between the two was getting longer. Aomine still ran at his full-speed, but Kuroko started running slower because of his poor stamina.

Aomine was about to get far enough to lose sight of Kuroko when he decided to turned his head back to the powder blue-haired male. He only planned to see if the stubborn teacher had given up yet, but what he saw was quite surprising. Kuroko was lying on his front on the floor. Aomine grimaced. It was no doubt the teal-haired male had tripped over the crack on the floor, which Aomine had easily jumped over because he was too familiar with it, and fell down face first. Midnight blue eyes showed a tint of concern but it quickly disappear as the male decided to turn his head back to the front and kept running. He ran. And ran. And stopped. For no reason, Aomine turned one hundred eighty degrees and started running back to Kuroko's place. 'Just take one glance, and I'll be on my way'. However, when he saw Kuroko still lying on the floor, that thought vanished.

He slowly approached the other male while calling out for him "O-Oi, sensei, are you ok?" He fastened his pace when he saw Kuroko didn't budge. Aomine hesitantly squatted down next to Kuroko and reached out his hand, about to touch the lying bluenette when a pale hand grabbed his wrist.

"I've caught you Aomine-kun." The teacher lifted his head up and said victoriously.
Aomine immediately jolted back

"Wha-What?! You did that on purpose?!"

"No, you just happen to come near me when I intended to get up" Kuroko blankly said. Aomine couldn't tell if he was lying or not, but he felt angry either way. A vein popped up on his temple. 'He pisses me off! Urgh, most teacher do, but he is a different case! Shit, that's it! I'm running off now!' Kuroko let go of the Aomine's wrist before he could yank it away, got up on his feet and picked up the suitcase that he had dropped when he fell. However, Aomine didn't get to dash off again as Kuroko had tugged the rim of his uniform, refused to let him escape. Aomine turned his head to Kuroko to give the latter a glare, but it became a look of utter surprise as he saw blood trickling down from Kuroko's nose. He is contemplating between whether to gape at him with the expression of 'how could someone get a nosebleed when he fell' or to show him some respect and asked him if he was ok. He chose the latter.

"Uh…You are having a nosebleed. Are you ok?"

"Eh…" Kuroko held his hand to his nose. He smelled the blood and felt liquid stuck on his hand. "…This is strange, I don't usually get nosebleeds so easily. Maybe I was forcing myself when I ran so fasts" Kuroko muttered to himself, but Aomine caught it. He stared at Kuroko with wide eyes. 'You call that 'fast'?'. Ignoring the stare, Kuroko pulled Aomine's shirt with the hand he used to carry the suitcase and covered his nose with the other, and start walking to back to the lecture rooms. He had surprisingly strong pull for someone so small, Aomine noticed. "This is bad, Aomine-kun. We are both late." Kuroko slightly narrowed his eyes.

"Wait, aren't you going to wipe that off?" Aomine was referring to the dripping red liquid. And wow, that was a lot of blood. 'I wonder if he can die from losing blood. He looked so...feeble'. Aomine eyed Kuroko warily. Kuroko noticed the stare.

"Aomine-kun, I won't die from having a nosebleed. I'm not that weak"

'Urgh, he read my mind?' "…I'm starting to believe you're a real book fairy"

"Aomine-kun, please don't be silly, such a thing don't exist"

"You said it yourself! And do something about your nose, there's too much blood! Don't you have a handkerchief or something?"

"I do have one. I don't want to use it for something like this though" Kuroko thought about the handkerchief Momoi gave him.

"Then go to the infirmary!" Right at that moment, the bell rang.

"I don't think I have the time for that. And neither do you, Aomine-kun"

"Come on, it just took five minutes at most. You're a teacher for fuck's sake! You can skip the whole class, not just five minutes!"

"Would you please mind your language? And it's because I'm a teacher that I can't waste a single minute. Let's hurry up, Aomine-kun."

"Yeah, let's hurry up and get to the infirmary". Aomine grabbed the hand that was clutching his uniform and pulled Kuroko to the opposite direction of the lecture room. At this moment, Kuroko knew Aomine wouldn't back down. He sighed and let his student drag him to the infirmary.

After two or three minutes, they arrived there.

"Oi, Koganei! Help me out, someone is bleeding!" Aomine shouted just as he opened the door. A male with cat-like face, who was writing something, sighed.

"Aomine, what did you do this time?" He didn't need to look to know who it was. "Still, I'm glad, though. You finally came without Mitobe pushing you. Did you hurt yourself that badly?" Koganei finally turn away from the paper and looked at Aomine. He grinned. "Good, it seems your face is fine. That's your only good point, well, aside from your basketball skill".

Aomine growled. "Shut up Koganei. Someone is seriously injured here."

"Aomine-kun, I only have a nosebleed. It's nothing serious" Kuroko spoke up from behind Aomine.

"Uwahh, where have you been there? And your face! So much blood!" Koganei yelled.

"I have been here from the start. I'm Kuroko Tetsuya, I'm a new teacher here. Nice to meet you." Kuroko bowed, his hand still covering his nose.

"Wow, you're so young. When I heard there'd be a new teacher, I had expected some old professor! Another Akashi case, then."

"Akashi case?"

"Well, an 'Akashi case' is-"

"Koganei, we don't have time for chit-chatting! Where is Mitobe? He's ten times more capable than you." Aomine complained.

"Oh,right! Sorry. Kuroko-sensei, sit down over there, please" Koganei pointed to the bed behind him. Kuroko complied and put his suitcase on the table before going to the bed. Koganei followed Kuroko and when the blunnete had sat down, he told Kuroko to put his hand away from the bleeding nose so he could examine it.

"How did you get a nosebleed?"

"I fell while chasing Aomine-kun". Aomine growled.

"You chased him?" Koganei was done checking with his eyes so he gently traced his finger along Kuroko's nose bridge.

"Hai" Kuroko answered. Koganei grinned. "Well, good thing nothing is broken. Now, pinch the bridge of your nose and breathe through your mouth. Leaning forward would help too." Kuroko did as told. "Ok, now wait for a little bit, I'll get you something to wipe the blood off". Koganei walked to the table and opened the drawer. He took out a pack of wet wipes and took out some wipes for Kuroko. Kuroko gratefully took them and wipe off the blood. He then got up to throw the stained wipes into the bin near the door, where Aomine was standing.

"Thank you very much, uhm…Koganei-sensei. I'd better be leaving now. Good bye, have a nice day" Kuroko bowed, his hand still covering his nose with a wipe.

"Okay, bye! Be more careful, ok?"

"I will. Let's go, Aomine-kun."

"Urgh, can I start running again?"

"No, you can't." And they walked out of the infirmary together. On their way to the physics lecture room, Kuroko thought about 'Akashi case'. He tried asking Aomine, but the guy gave him the don't-know-don't-care attitude so he didn't really have any answer. When Aomine walked into the lecture room, the teacher froze, most students gaped, and a few were even scared. He ignored them all and haughtily walked to a random seat and sat down. Everyone stared at him.

"What?" He growled menacingly.

"L-Let's get back to the lesson, students," the teacher said shakily, half because of the shock, the other half was because he was scared.

'I should get to my class now,' Kuroko thought after the physics teacher had resumed teaching. Good thing his nose stopped bleeding. On his way, he threw the wipe into a bin next to the vending machine on the hall.

He walked to class 3-D, a homeroom class because he taught Literature, one of the three main subjects. He came into the class, and as usual, no one noticed even though the classroom was silent and the only sound was the scribbling sound of pens on papers. 'Such good students, even though the teacher hasn't arrived, they still study very seriously.'Kuroko thought.

Oh, if only he know the reason why they were so diligent. From his past experience, he knew fake cough wouldn't do the trick, so he went straight to the table and spoke loudly (for him that was loud anyway)

"Good morning, class". By all means, Kuroko Tetsuya never meant to surprise anyone, (well, except for some certain circumstances), but people yelling and screeching when they saw him was inevitable. The scream class 3-D presented to Kuroko was different from his class' though. It was an "EEEEEPP", like they tried to refrain from screaming but failed miserably. The teacher sighed.

"I'm sorry for my unpunctual appearance. My name is Kuroko Tetsuya, I will be your literature teacher from now on. Nice to meet you." Kuroko bowed after he had written his name on the board. A dark-haired boy with glasses stood up and said "Stand up class". Kuroko noticed he had Kyoto accent. When the class had greeted him, Kuroko told them to sit down and open their book to page 45. As weird as it may sound, Kuroko's lesson was very interesting.

Kuroko enjoyed teaching them, but for the whole class, he felt strangely uncomfortable, like someone was staring at him, and it wasn't the kind of stare a student would give to a teacher, but more like a beast to its prey. And worse, he was sure there were two people staring. He felt unease so as soon as the bell rang and the students stood up, he left the class.

Upon seeing Kuroko hastily walked out of the class, the boy with glasses smirked. "Well, isn't he sharp." Everyone in the room, who is too used with the brunette's creepy body language, knew better than to stay near him while he was smirking like that. Everyone, except for one person.

"Sharp my ass. Everyone would notice if you kept emitting that creepy aura of yours"

"Are you criticizing my way of studying interesting people?"

"No, I'm just saying you are a creepy guy who can't learn to be subtle"

"By subtle, did you mean staring at his reflection on the window and listening to every word he says even though you don't have any interest in it?"

"Shit, you are seriously scary Imayoshi!"

"Why state the obvious, Hanamiya?" the glasses-boy grinned. "But, for a teacher to draw out your curiosity, he is really something."

"Tch, just another Akashi case."

"I have a feeling that wasn't the case. He is more than just an Akashi case." a smirk crept up Imayoshi's face again.

"You think?" Hanamiya raised an eyebrow, also smirking. Imayoshi gave him a warning glare. "Hanamiya, he is a teacher, don't you dare do anything". Hanamiya paled a bit, a small bead of sweat rolled down the side of his face. "Tch" he turned away from Imayoshi and got back to his seat.

Kuroko walked down the hall. His eyes stuck on the map in his hand but his mind wasn't focused on it. 'Maybe I was over-thinking it. Why would anyone even do something like that? But, I really felt someone staring. And, it was somehow scary…It feels like-' Kuroko thought was interrupted when he bumped into someone. A red liquid splashed on his white button-up shirt. He looked up to see an astonished male gaping at him. Green eyes, verdant hair, brick in one hand, a can of red bean soup in another. It was easy to remember who he is. Was he cursed? He bled because of the 'delinquent' of his class, he got freaked out by other's class' students, then he had red bean soup splashed all over his shirt thanks to the supposed-to-be most elite student in his class. Of course, that's how normal people viewed it. How Kuroko viewed it: everything was his own fault.

"K-Kuroko-sensei, I'm terribly sorry!" Midorima bowed ninety degrees, his face all flustered.

"It's ok, Midorima-kun. It was my fault, I didn't watch where I was going".

"No, it was my fault! Please let me apology properly! What is your zodiac?"

"No, it's really ok, Midorima-kun," and why did you ask about my zodiac?

"I insist. I would feel really guilty if you forgive me so easily"

"Midorima-kun, it was my fault. You didn't do anything. It would be better if I went to wipe the soup off my shirt before it gets sticky. So I had better be leaving now."

"But I-"

"Kaichou!" A girl ran up to them. Apparently, she called out for Midorima. The male turned to the girl, face slightly frowning.

"Ayama, what is it? Can you wait for a little bit? I'm having a conversation here."

"Eh, with whom?" The girl titled her head. Midorima resisted the urged to growl and ask her if she is blind, because that would be very rude. He sighed.

"This is my new homeroom teacher, Kuroko Tetsuya."

"Eh?" The girl blinked in confusion.

"What?" Midorima said, annoyed.

"Kaichou, there is no one there." The girl smiled awkwardly.

"What?" Midorima narrowed his eyes and turned his head to the side to see that Kuroko was gone. His jaw slacked. The girl sweatdropped at the president's unusual behaviour.

Good thing Kuroko got to the restroom before the soup dried and become hard to clean. He opened the tap and let water wet his hands. He brushed his wet hand over the stain in an attempt to wash it off. After a few minutes of doing so, the stain had faded but hadn't completely disappeared.

'I guess it won't get any better. Does Kise-kun have stain remover at the apartment? I should go shopping for it, and I need to buy an alarm clock too. Uhm, but I don't know any shop in the neighborhood. What should I do?' Well, at least it faded. Now, all he had to do was to dry his drenched shirt. 'If it's drying my shirt, I guess I could use Momoi-san's handkerchief'he thought and took out a white, blue-stripped handkerchief from his pants' pocket. As he rubbed the small fabric on his shirt, a group of middle-aged men came in. Because he was in the teacher's restroom, Kuroko knew the men were teachers at Teiko. However, Kuroko made no attempt to make himself noticed, so they didn't realize he was there.

"Hey, don't you think that Akashi teacher is too arrogant?" One of them asked.

"Yes, I think so too. He is too young to be teaching here. It was his fault that they start teaching here too. And thanks to him, we will have to change the educating system!" Someone else replied.

"And did you see how female students and teachers react when they see him? He must have given them drugs or something like that!" Another joined in the conversation.

"That is so true! I heard he got into the school thanks to family connections. He is such a-'

"Please stop talking about him like that!" Kuroko spoke up, surprising them.

"Uwahh, you! Since when did you come here?!" Kuroko didn't reply as he stared at the man.

"W-Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Please take back what you said."

"What?"

"What you said about Akashi-sensei, please take it back."

"I won't! What I said about him is absolutely right! There is no reason why I must take that back!"

"Akashi-sensei is not that kind of person! I don't know him well enough but I know he will never so something like giving others drugs. He could have gotten the job thanks to family connections, but I'm sure he taught well enough to stay" Kuroko protested, thinking back about how Murasakibara addressed the redhead with 'chin', a proof for Akashi's capability.

"Huh, how do you know? Who are you anyway? A highschool student working part-time here? A part-time cleaner should shut up and mind his own business." the man smirked.

"I'm neither a cleaner nor work part-time. You shouldn't looked down on cleaners like that, though."

"I can look down to whoever I want! You are annoying? Are you another Akashi's case?"

"I would prefer you don't call him as such" Akashi suddenly opened the door, startling everyone.

"Akashi-sensei, good morning," Kuroko nodded at the redhead.

"Good morning, Tetsuya" Akashi smiled. If the group of teachers hadn't been so frightened, they would have been annoyed of being ignored by the two. Akashi slowly walked to Kuroko's side.

"Now" Akashi directed his gaze to the teachers who had been bad-mouthing him

"Would you kindly take back what you said about me and my friends?"

"I-I was just kidding. Come on, don't be so serious! Everyone in this school knows how wonderful you are, Akashi-san!" The man laughed nervously.

"Is that so?" Akashi smiled. His smile was charming enough to make a woman faint on the spot, but to the teachers' eyes, that smile was his death note.

"O-Of course. You are so young yet you have received more degrees than any teacher in this university. Your teaching method is unique but absolutely effective. We have much to learn from you."

"Oh no, you are praising me too much Hidewa-san"

"No, not at all! You deserve it!" Kuroko frowned at the man's fake smile because he didn't like cowards. Akashi narrowed his eyes at that. 'It seems like Tetsuya doesn't want to deal with them anymore'. Akashi sighed and tucked at his necktie, pretending to loosen it.

"Is something wrong, Akashi-san" Hidewa asked warily.

"I was just thinking the restroom is a little too crowded". It didn't take a genius to understand their presence wasn't wanted, so they fled with some bows immediately. Akashi let out a smirk right after they were out of sight.

"Akashi-kun, thank you very much for your help. I might have gotten into an argument with them if you hadn't shown up."

"Weren't you already?" Akashi sighed "You are new here, don't do something as careless as that ever again."

"I'm sorry, but I can't promise something as such. I can't stand it when someone talks badly about others out of their own jealousy" Kuroko looked determinedly into the ruby eyes.

"I see" Akashi sighed "Well then, shall we get out of here. You are done cleaning your shirt, right?"

"Hai".

The two exchanged small conversations while walking together to the lecture rooms.
"What do you teach, Tetsuya?"

"Eh, Tetsuya?"

"Can't I call you that?" Akashi asked with an almost pleading tone. Almost. Akashi Seijuro never pleads.

"No, you can. I'm just not used to it. I teach Literature. What do you teach, Akashi-kun?"

"Philosophy," Akashi hummed.

"Hmm."

"Is something wrong?"

"I just thought that subject really suited you."

"I think Literature suits you too."

"…Akashi-kun, what is 'Akashi case', if you don't mind me asking?"

"Ah, it's nothing, really. I started teaching here three years ago, which cause quite a…commotion from the teachers here. Well, the ruckus soon died out, but a year later, some of my friends since university start teaching here. The teachers who mind my presence at Teiko was of course, not pleased with that. My friends and I did a great job at teaching, and angered them more. So, they called my friends 'Akashi case' as in 'young new teacher as annoying as Akashi'. However, that term have become widely used by both students and teachers. Now, it basically means 'people who are great enough to teach here at certain young ages'. I'm not really fond of that term, though."

"But Akashi-kun must really be popular if everyone uses a term with your name in it."

"Is that a good thing?" Akashi mused.

"It's a good thing" Kuroko insisted.

Kuroko parted ways with Akashi when he had to turn right to get to the room for the next class and Akashi must turn left. When the bell rang, Kuroko arrived at the class. The moment he step through the door, the teacher realized something: he no longer feels a chill run up his spine when he talks to Akashi. Kuroko can only wonder why.

Author's note: I'm sorry if the last part is a little too crappy. My poor vocabulary prevented me from describing that scene better. And another thing: I can't update until summer vacation, sorry. My final exams are done, everything was good (except for Chemistry, urgh) but I still have another exam to prepare for, so... I'm so sorry!