Ahhh everyone it's been so long and I'm so sorry but I sort of lost all inspiration to write and there was some weird glitch in my account that prevented me from PM-ing anyone? Is this normal?

And I'll be using different ways of addressing other people for the various members of the GoM+Kagami (the ones from the au) according to what I think their personality is like?

Also this is one of the longest chapters that I've ever written (not beta-ed or read again), thus prepare for 100 grammatical errors and 400 spelling errors :').

[Note: A very small OC appears here; she will not be paired with anyone. She's only here as a director of a model agency haha]

Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroko no Basuke.

SOMEONE PLEASE GIVE ME PROMPTS/IDEAS.

CANON

"So... basically what you're suggesting is that we, from a separate alternate universe, have somehow been transported here, and that we've switched places with our counterparts from this universe," Kise summarised, dragging his finger down to draw a clean, quick arc, "how incredibly... believable."

Akashi nodded his head in barely concealed annoyance.

"That's the gist of it, yes."

"And that our personalities are exactly the opposite from that of our counterparts'."

"Yes."

"Which means that I'm some bubbly little brat."

"I wouldn't call this world's Kise a brat, but he certainly isn't the... ah, sharpest needle in the haystack. Neither is he the quietest."

"But this is quite the story, Akashi-kun..." Midorima blinked in amazement. "Oh! Look at Aomine-kun! He fainted on the ground - is he okay?"

He swiftly stood up and strode towards Aomine, who was lying face-down, in large purposeful steps, his forehead creasing in worry.

Aomine, for lack of better word, looked dead.

Murasakibara looked at Akashi and smiled.

"Ne, Aka-chin, can you still help me with calculus later? I was going to have a test next week, and I really want to get full marks - oh, I'm not in Kaijo anymore, am I..."

Kuroko spoke up, laughing cheerily.

"Hey, at least we'll be able to experience new things now! It's not that bad, is it?"

Kagami stared at him.

"Oi, Yosen-idiot, stop being a little shit. It's annoying."

Kuroko pouted sadly.

"Kagami, don't call Kuroko an idiot," Akashi said wearily. For him, it had been Aomine and Kise, but now, Kuroko and Kagami. Unbelievable.

"Oh great, we've gained a second mom. Midorima, here's your fellow mom-friend," Kagami rolled his eyes snarkily.

Aomine's head suddenly shot up. Midorima vaguely resembled a startled carrot.

"Everyone, I apologise for being the object of your worry. I can assure you, it was not my intention..." he trailed off.

Midorima shut his eyes and grabbed a sheet of paper, before quickly scribbling some notes down and placing it in the middle of the badly shaped circle the group sat in.

It said:

'Kise - Kaijo

Akashi - Rakuzan

Aomine - Touou

Midorima - Shuutoku

Kuroko - Seirin

Kagami - Seirin

Murasakibara - Yosen'

"For future reference... nanodayo."

Kagami grinned and slung a toned arm around his shoulders.

"Great help we've got here, eh? Carrot's good and all, but he'd be even better if he could replace those 'nanodayo's of his with, say, 'motherf*cker'."

He then yelped as Aomine promptly woke up, slapped him lightly on the arm affectionately -

Oh, just to have his head droop down again in exhaustion.

AU

"Uwahh, Akashi-cchi looks so cool when modelling!" Kise said in awe as he watched Akashi tilt a hip up and throw the camera a confident smile.

And then he sighed, as he picked up a stray magazine on the ground, Akashi on the posing on the front cover. He remembered that magazine issue - it was the exact magazine he had posed for just two weeks ago.

He wasn't exactly jealous; no, it was more like an odd nagging feeling in his gut - and that feeling was further aggravated when Masashi-san, the director who was most fond of him, patted Akashi's cheek in pride after a shoot for a job well done. Again the exact thing she had done to him the day before last. So the timeline was pretty messed up too, huh...

In a while, the shoot was over. While Akashi had disappeared off to change into casual clothes, Masashi sauntered up to Kise, eyed him down, and said, "Kise-kun, you seem different today somehow."

Kise was at a loss. Had he been caught so quickly...?

Just when he was about to put on his biggest, brightest smile, he remembered that this universe's Kise was an angry, gruff old man - probably one that had weekly sauna visits like Midorima-cchi - and furrowed his eyebrows in mock irritation.

"Does it seem that way to you, Masashi-san?"

Masashi blinked and apologised, smiling like he knew something Kise didn't. Kise did not like that look.

Just then, Akashi emerged from the changing room with a large grin before dashing towards Kise and launching himself into his arms. Kise caught him (more out of reflex than anything else; he really was not used to Akashi behaving so openly with him).

"Ryouta-kun, thank you so much for accompanying me here! You're the best!"

Kise's heart melted, and he picked Akashi up and spun him around. Metaphorical bubbles danced around them, enclosing the two in their own little world. That is, until a cough was heard. Kise looked up and saw Masashi looking awkwardly to one side, while covering her mouth in an attempt to shield herself from the embarrassment. Kise looked at Akashi, whose cheeks almost put the colour of his hair to shame, and belatedly put two to two together. He let out a small 'ah' and sheepishly grinned. Around them, he heard some snickers and even an offhanded remark of, 'ohh they're having one of those moments again!'.

Akashi hastily thanked the director and his colleagues, before lightly grabbing Kise's hand. They ran out of the studio.

Midorima tapped his foot impatiently on the ground, letting out an exasperated puff of air. He had asked Takao - his supposed lover - to meet him at the nearby basketball court a whole twenty minutes ago. Now he was here, but where was the fool?

He scanned the vicinity, just to spot Takao wandering a couple of yards away. He was walking for once, instead of pedalling the usual rickshaw.

Takao spotted the mop of green hair waiting for him, and picked up the pace, waving enthusiastically from his position.

As he neared Midorima, he cheerfully said, "Shin-chan! This is unusual! What do you need me for?"

Then he looked expectantly at Midorima, as though he was waiting for something... but what?

Then the answer occurred to him. His face felt hot.

"Shin-chan~ Are you alright there?" asked Takao, a little concerned by the lack of response he was receiving from the green-haired boy.

"Takao..." So many things had changed, overwhelming him to the core, but seeing Takao, his best friend aside from Akashi, unchanged personality-wise came as a huge relief.

"Shin-chan, you look so sad! Why are you sad? Wait, you're smiling now!?"

Midorima would like to point out, rather indignantly, that he absolutely did not smile. Takao was simply delirious. Perhaps he was on drugs.

Which made him wonder - should he still fulfil his original purpose of calling Takao out? Should he still tell him about the weird alternate universe affair? Would that change anything?

Midorima shook his head to sieve the negative thoughts out. Perhaps he should have a little faith in the nincompoop. If he really was as good a friend he claimed to be, he wouldn't leave Midorima.

He huffed impatiently, straightened his glasses and began with a stern glare:

"Listen, Takao, there's something you need to know. I am not the Midorima you are familiar with..."

Midorima would also like to say that his voice most definitely did not tremble. No, it did not, and you would have had to be a fool to think that.

Kuroko was wandering aimlessly around the vicinity of Akashi's house, drinking a vanilla milkshake and pondering the recent developments when he bumped into something soft and fell on his behind. Then he heard a familiar voice, "Ah, I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking - Kuroko-kun! What are you doing here?"

He looked up, just to face Himuro Tatsuya, in all his pretty emo glory, standing in front of him, his lips twerked up to form a kind and gentle smile.

"Himuro-kun, what are you doing here?"

Himuro laughed, his voice reverberating in the air like a bell-chime. It was... pleasant to the ears, though a little on the shrill side.

"Taiga called me over a couple of hours ago. He seemed pretty distraught. Why are you here?"

Ah, that made sense.

"I was meeting with my classmates from Teiko and Kagami-kun. We are staying at Akashi-kun's estate. I could bring you there, if you would like?"

Himuro smiled again and with a light-hearted "please do".

On the way to Akashi's estate, Himuro started discussing basketball techniques and Yosen's strategy with Kuroko. At first, he had been a little confused as to why his opponent was so carelessly revealing his strategies but then a sudden realisation came over him. He was studying in Yosen. He was in Yosen's basketball team. He was the shadow to Himuro's light...? He shivered just imagining what Aomine would say to this - "Yo, emo-face, your light is too dim."

That drew a chuckle out of Kuroko.

When they reached the large estate, Kuroko pressed the button on the intercom, waiting for someone on the other side to answer.

In an instant, however, a frenzied sound cane from the inside, followed by a shriek and a large shadow looming from above the gate.

Kuroko's eyes almost bulged. Almost.

He heard Himuro shout out in alarm, warning him of the impending doom -

Everything occurred in slow motion. The figure leapt from the top of the gate, followed closely by another. Kuroko dodged, almost a second too late, and the two figures landed in a pile on the ground, in a convoluted tangle of furried and frenzy limbs.

Blue hair peeked out from below the first body.

And then, another treacherous shadow loomed overhead. A large crash was heard, and another person leapt over, their hair purple and frenzied and wild. The metal gate was in a mess, a large dent implanted in it.

"Aomine-kun, Kagami-kun and Murasakibara-kun...?"

"Tetsu!?"

"Tatsuya and Kuroko!?"

"Muro-chin~ Kuro-chin~"

"...and emo guy."

"Aomine Daiki and Murasakibara Atsushi..."

Aomine and Kagami were being annoying. Murasakibara preferred not to deal with those two idiots, but and whenever he had to, it was always more out of necessity than anything else.

They were arguing again like little children, and Murasakibara could literally feel the sexual tension reeking of those two. Let it be known that Murasakibara was not known for his observational skills.

He was sitting in a corner of Aka-chin's room, eating the snacks that Aka-chin had supplied him with while watching the two idiots fight over... who could catch more crayfish? Who could eat more burgers?

Aomine gave Kagami a shove, who responded back with an animalistic growl. Kagami pounced on Aomine, the two tumbling around the room. Well, that was fine so long as they did not come within a three metre radius of him. And his snacks, of course.

And then -

"Hah, I bet I could get Murasakibara's snacks faster than you can!"

"Bring it on, Aho!"

"Baka!"

"Ohhh you little piece of - "

"Retard!"

"Don't use words you don't know the meaning of!"

With that, Aomine flipped them over, his hands positioned at either side of Kagami's head, his knees trapping Kagami's legs in between them.

And then he blushed.

Kagami, realising what had just transpired, followed suit. And blushed.

Murasakibara continued munching on his snacks.

"Ano~ If you two want to do that, please leave the room. I'm eating, and this is Aka-chin's room. You can't do those things here~"

Kagami and Aomine quickly snapped out of whatever semblance of a reverie they had been residing in, and quickly, simultaneously, attempted to break contact. Which just resulted in them bumping into each other and getting more tangled up.

Aomine then softly said, "You know, about that bet, on Murasakibara's food..." Kagami nodded, signalling that he was listening, "it's still on."

Aomine had that feral grin on again.

With that, he bodily pushed Kagami off and darted off towards Murasakibara, who raised his eyebrows, unimpressed.

Then Aomine stealthily, in a manner apt for the most agile of mankind, slipped under his arm and grabbed a snack. And ran. For his life.

Kagami, not to be outdone, dashed forward as well and grabbed a snack. He was almost caught. Almost.

They ran off, Murasakibara emanating a dark aura.

Akashi and Kise returned, just to see a huge dent in the metal gate, and a smashed intercom.

Kise did not bother hiding his shock.

Akashi either bothered to hide his shock, or did not feel shock at all.

"Ohh, not again!" He said tiredly.

Kise rubbed the small of Akashi's back, whispering comforting words in his ear.

Akashi's weary form leaned against Kise's body.

It seemed like Generation of Miracles + Kagami were long gone.

Omg guys, it's been so long. But I was just looking through some comments, and I felt really bad to disappear without any warning, so here the next chapter is. While the story has romance, it has some friendship themes too?

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