It was the first day, and everyone one was on the same goal; to become number one. But sadly most teams will fail and the team that will win, would be the Generation of Miracles. They had practiced hard, learnt how the other moved, learnt some techniques, practiced stamina. They were prepared.

The team were in the locker room getting changed, Kuroko quietly changed into his uniform and tried to forget about the love of his life in the same room as him. He didn't want to think about how he moved on, how he held someone else, how he was no longer important to him or how he once looked at him with only love but now, he wasn't sure how he looked at him.

The group headed out, the boyfriends sticking close together as they spoke about something random. Kuroko hung back as they walked, he didn't want to play basketball. He didn't know what he wanted. The newest group ran round the hall apart from Kise and Kuroko who just refused and Kise who was unable to play due to his injured knee.

"You two were very loud last night," Kuroko muttered as he watched Aomine and Kagami race each other. Kise blushed then looked at his knee.

"Did we keep you up?" Kuroko shrugged. He had been up but he was trying to collect his thoughts on the whole situation. All he could come up with was three plans on how to kill Anna Kamiya and how not to be caught. It was extreme and he would never do such a thing, but in his fantasies when he stood over her naked, bruised body with gashes all over, his eyes narrowing and a large smile spread across his face, as she pleaded to be safe. Pleaded not to be hurt, pleaded for her boyfriend, her husband to rescue her. Pleaded for her children to save her. He felt superior and safe in those dreams as she cried. He felt so much better imagining her broken body, that body that he broke, snapping every bone.

How he hated her.

"I was thinking, so I wasn't bothered," Kuroko replied back then looked to Anna in the crowd. She looked very beautiful with small curls in her hair. She had a pink floral dress on. He turned back round and watched as his team returned to him and he threw towels or water bottle to his team mates but when Akashi asked for his, he refused and dropped it on the floor. Akashi bent down to pick it up and heard that some people were laughing at them both.

"Look at those two faggots. Make room on the bench!" One laughed and more continued to laugh. Akashi grabbed the bottle then looked to Kuroko who was growling angrily and slapped his bottle out of his hand making him drop to the floor to pick it up.

"Pack it in you," Akashi hissed and walked away before the blue hair did more damage to him. He stood beside Murasakibara and drank his bottle slowly then put it on the ground.

"So, Hiroshi, Kouki, Taiga, Daiki and Mitsuhiro will be starting. Our opponent is very easy to defeat. Just follow Daiki's lead," Akashi explained and watched as the five made their way to the court while everyone else sat down to watch the game.

The game ended easily with the Generation of Miracles winning. Kuroko stormed into the lockers and grabbed his clothes. Akashi had tried to talk to him but Kuroko ignored him the whole time as he triedo to make up with him.

"Tetsuya...wait," Akashi begged and grabbed his wrist to hold him back. He felt his ex try to pry away from him.

"Get away from me! I hate being touched by you! It's repulsive! I hate it. It was a phase. I never want to date males, leave me alone!" Kuroko rushed out in tears, storming into Anna who fell down, but he never stopped and rushed outside and back home.

Aomine saw Tetsuya's blue phone on the bench and picked it up. He heard it buzzing and looked to see that he had a notifications and was busy reading through every single one.

'Got aids'
'Want to suck me'
'Faggot die'
'You think you are so special'
'YOU TURNED RYOTA-CHAN GAY!'
'I hate you'
'Die in a ditch'
'Hope you die of aids'
'Child moltestor'
'Fucking our kids soon'
'WHAT'S A CONDOM!'
'Die'
'Die'
'Die'
'Die'
'Die'
'Die'
'Just stop breathing'

Aomine gasped at all of the notifications. All of them were threats to Tetsuya. All of them mocked him, teased him, swore at him. There was snap shots of the video, the video had been gif-ed. Aomine grabbed his stomach and went on his knees. They dated back, since after they reunited officially. The threats were small and mainly from his father but a threat was still a threat.

"Fuck you, Tetsu," Aomine began to cry into the bench. He didn't realise how bad it was, he didn't know about the hate. He would have slaughtered everyone for that. He would find them and kill them. He didn't need the hate. If only he had told him about it.

Kise rushed over and wrapped his arms around Daiki as he cried harder into his arms and received a kiss to the forehead. Kise brought Aomine into the bathroom where he could calm down more, "He's a little shit," he huffed as he took a deep breath.

"Who is?"

"Tetsu. He's getting death threats since that video came out with the two of us," Aomine explained. "And he never told me about it. Why didn't he tell me?" He whispered into his shoulder. "For the time being, don't come round. I think he is getting very jealous when we snuggle up at night and stuff," Kise looked down and then kissed Aomine softly.

"Alright. I'm heading home. Text me," Kise gave him another kiss before he left the arena.

Aomine rushed home and found Kuroko lying on the couch. He was watching porn with his trousers at his ankles while he held his penis furiously. Aomine walked over and sat down beside him and wrapped his arms around his body as his blue haired friend masturbated in his arms.

"I don't like men," Kuroko whispered.

"Yeah you do. You can't have sex with someone so many times and hate it every single time. You love him so much, you still do and you always will," Kuroko stopped pumping himself and looked to his friend and bit his lower lip.

"Why won't these feelings leave me alone. I can't love him. He loves someone else. Why did you allow me to date him. Why did you help me ask him out in the first place?" He continued to cry hard, his cock going limp as he cried.

Aomine rubbed his back softly while allowing him to cry against his chest, he really needed a release and if holding him, helped with that then he would hold him for the rest of his life until he was content again and no longer needed the support. "Why didn't you tell me about the death threats and the abuse. Could you not trust me," Aomine whispered hours into the embrace. Kuroko stiffened more and shook his head.

"I thought they would stop, but they haven't,"

"It's alright, but you should have shared that with me. I want to protect you," Kuroko nodded and then told him everything he was feeling. How he loved Akashi, how the threats scared him. How they mocked the video. Aomine listened patiently to him as he spoke, he knew that something else troubled him and forced the break up, but he didn't know death threats made their way into the equation.

"Everything will work out. I promise," Aomine whispered kissing the top of his head.

Sorry for such a short chapter, but hope you still loved it.

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