(A/N: I've tried a couple of times and formatting isn't working so everything is just kind of... mushed together, I'm really sorry for the inconvenience... ;;)
His plan was simple, really. All they were going to do is get a bunch of presents for Tets-Kuroko, and settle down in his hospital room and have a sudden gift-giving ceremony for all that Kuroko had done for them. He wanted him to know that they all cared for him, that they were thankful for what he had done. Besides that he hid his crazy skills just to bring them back to their senses, he really went through a lot on his own. Akashi smiled. And if all goes well, maybe I'll...
A slight blush crept over his face. Shaking his head, Akashi's face reset and he had a poker face on once again. He leaned against the pole of the basketball hoop and checked the time. He had actually come early for once, and the others had the audacity to be late? It was 11:42. Where were they?
At around 11:50, he heard the sound of feet pounding concrete. "Akashi-kun! I'm sorry we're late!" Momoi gasped.
"Oi, he came before us for once!"
"...shush, Aomine. Let's get to the point."
The red head quickly explained the plan.
"Aka-chin... is that really enough? Your plan sounds reaaaaally simple..."
"Got any better ideas?"
"...no..."
Akashi sighed. "Well, let's get going, shall we?" They all headed off to the mall together.
Kuroko stared out the window of his hospital room. None of them had come to visit today. He sighed and got up from his bed. He didn't have any annoying machines attached to him anymore and was allowed to move around the hospital as he pleased. Walking around the hospital hallways, he could hear cries of happiness and sadness alike coming from different rooms. I understand that they're full of emotion and all, but... don't they know that it's rude to the other patients to be that loud? Kuroko shook himself. No... I shouldn't be thinking like this! He ruffled his hair in frustration and headed towards the cafeteria. He didn't have money to buy any food, but the drinks were free for patients.
"Hey, you, kid with the blue hair."
Startled, Kuroko turned around. "Me?"
"Yes, you. Come with me."
Although he was confused as to how the men noticed him, he decided to follow him for now. He was not, however, expecting for things to turn out in this way.
The group of colorful teenagers were once again at the basketball court. They held heaps of shopping bags and boxes in their arms. Some of their gifts made perfect sense, but others were questionable.
"Oi, Kagami! What'd you buy?"
"A cookbook. He's gotta learn how to cook something other than boiled eggs."
"Pfft! A cookbook? Why don't you just cook something for him? It's obvious that he'll like my present better."
"Oh yeah? What'd you get?"
"A basketba- wOAAh!" He narrowly dodged a pair of scissors. "Why only me?"
Akashi thumbed his eyepatch. "Sorry, Aomine, let him out for a second. Also, you're the one who picked a fight." Hearing Kagami laugh, he added, "As a side note, maybe I should throw another scissor, just for equality's sake." Kagami shut his mouth.
"Akashi-kun, what did you get for Tetsu-kun? I bought him some vanilla cupcakes~"
"Me? I got him new basketball shoes."
"Akashicchi, how do you know Kurokocchi's shoe size?"
"That... isn't important. Midorima, you got him his lucky item, right?"
"I didn't get it because I wanted to thank him nanodayo. I just don't want to be indebted to him."
They all sweatdropped. Murasakibara whispered, "Tsuuundeeeere..."
Midorima clucked his tongue and rose his glasses. "You're empty handed."
"I'm going to buy him a vanilla milkshake~"
"You sure that's allowed for a hospital patient?"
They started to head towards the train station.
"I'm sure it'll be fine~"
"Hey... may I ask where you're taking me?" Kuroko walked surrounded by a group of men, who he realized too late seemed quite suspicious.
"Nowhere special. Just keep following us."
"I just remembered that I have to be back in my room for checkups. Could you excuse m-" A man clapped his hand over Kuroko's mouth from behind. The teal head struggled to break out of the man's grasp.
"Sorry, kid. You're coming with us."
As the air in Kuroko's lungs became less and less, and the black spots in his vision increased, Kuroko only longed for his friends to come and help him.
As they were nearing the hospital, Akashi's phone rang. He picked up immediately. "Hello, Doctor Stein. We're right outside the hospital right now. May I ask why you called me?"
"Kuroko... Kuroko, he... he was kidnapped. I'm ashamed that our security was so weak that someone was kidnapped from our very own hallways..."
Akashi gripped the phone tightly. "Do you know where they took him?"
"N-no, I don't..."
"YOU MUST KNOW, YOU HAVE VIDEO CAMERAS, DON'T YOU?"
He could hear a sigh coming from the other line. "Very well... please come inside the hospital first. Let's view the tapes together."
It was sight to behold; a group of teenagers, all with a mix of fury and worry on their, stormed into the hospital. Their colorful hair made them stand out even more, as if the ghastly auras emanating from them wasn't enough. Akashi walked up to the reception desk and slammed his hands on the table. "We would like to speak to Doctor Stein."
"D-Doctor Stein? I'm afraid you can't see him at the moment, sir. He's busy dealing with some patients at the moment."
Akashi rubbed his temples. I have to calm down... this isn't like me. Smooth talking is always better than violence, isn't it? That's what I've been taught... He looked the receptionist straight in the face and smiled. "As much as I'd like to stay and chat with a lady as beautiful as you are, we'd really like to talk to Doctor Stein."
The lady blushed and toyed with her brown hair. "A-ano... do you have to talk to him?"
"Yes, it's urgent."
"In that case... I guess it wouldn't hurt." She picked up the phone and dialed Doctor Stein.
Ring... ring... ring...
"H- *gasp* hello?"
"Yes, Doctor Stein? There's a group of teenagers at the front desk who would like to speak with you."
"Could you... *wheeze* hand the phone to those kids, preferably the short one with red hair? And don't tell him that I called him short, please."
Puzzled, she handed the phone over to "the short one with red hair". Akashi grabbed the phone and shoved it beside his face. "Doctor Stein, where are you? You said you'd show us the tapes, did you not?"
"I.. the security room was taken over. I'm hiding in a room right now, could you please not yell?" The voice came from the other end in a whisper.
Akashi stared at the phone is disbelief. "If you say so... would you like me to call on the Akashi Corps? Our security and fighting skills are top notch. Or... I could go there myself."
"D-don't come here yourself, you could get hurt! Call your company."
Akashi chuckled. "Me? I'll be fine. Pardon the lack of modesty, but I can fight pretty well. It might be better if the GoM just go. Plus, it'll be faster and more efficient with less people, right?"
"No. Call your company."
Aomine was the first one to notice that the area suddenly seemed very stuffy. Sweat rolled off of his forehead and he swore Akashi's eye had become a bright orange. Then, almost as if it had never happened, his eye faded back to a red.
Akashi held his hand up to his remaining eye and grunted. Now is not the time... but yes, I too acknowledge that this man is suspicious. It isn't just you.
"Doctor Stein, you seem to be awfully against us coming. Is there a problem with capable fighters going to gain evidence of a missing friend's whereabouts?"
"N-no, but... you might get hurt."
Akashi slammed the phone back into place. Anger suddenly replaced with kindness, he turned to the receptionist and asked quietly, "May I ask where the security room is located?"
She gulped. "I-it's..." She slapped her own cheeks. "I'm sorry, but that's restricted information."
I didn't want to do this. but... "Do you know who I am? I'm from the Akashi Company. I'm the heir, you see? I'm trying to conduct an investigation and you employees and preventing it. You know what that means, don't you?"
"The Akashi Company? You s-should've said so earlier! The security room is on floor 44. Here are the keys..."
"Thank you." He grabbed the keys and swirled them around his finger. He turned to the open mouthed GoM and said, "Now... should we get going?"
Kuroko came to in a warehouse room. Where am I...? All he could remember was losing consciousness due to a lack of oxygen, and then...
A strong sense of déjà vu filled him. No... were his friends going to be hurt again? He scanned his surroundings.
He was sitting on a chair, unchained, with a large group of men facing away in a circle around him. None of the men seemed to have any ill intent, but he couldn't be so sure.
He cautiously stood up from his chair. All the men whirled around to face him. "Stop right there."
"You didn't even restrain me, do you really want me to stay put?" Kuroko took a step forward.
"Don't take another step unless you want us to blow a hole through your head."
The teal headed teen frowned and froze where he stood. "You guys are pretty hostile. May I ask what you want?"
"We're just keeping you here until the time comes."
He cocked his head. "What is this 'time' you're referring to?"
The guards chuckled, "That's not something we can tell you."
Kuroko walked back to his chair resignedly. Seeing this gesture of forfeit, the guards once again turned their backs to him.
Kuroko scanned his surroundings again. 12 men, each about 4 meters away from me... no snipers in the upper levels of this warehouse, however there are plenty of boxes on this first level where more guards could be hiding behind, but I doubt it. The door is... pretty far away, but I might be able to make it out if the guards are unconscious or there's a distraction.
A dark smile made its way onto his face. I'm a shadow... so they won't... notice me... right?
He silently stood up from his perch and made his way to the guard directly to the left of him. Strangely enough, his only weapons hung loose from a belt. Kuroko easily removed them and carried them in his hand. Eleven more to go.
The GoM stood outside the security room armed with scissors. They hadn't run into the Doctor, confirming Akashi's suspicions that he was in league with the kidnappers.
Putting his finger to his lips, he quietly put the key inside the lock and turned it. Then he opened the door as quickly as he could and chucked his scissors directly ahead of him. He heard a plunk and then metal clattering on the floor.
They all carefully made their way inside. The room was abandoned, but there were traces of people being in their recently. Empty cup ramen bowls, jackets... the area was messy, as if people had rushed to get outside.
Midorima, Akashi, and Momoi ran to the control panel. Speaking in a hushed voice, Akashi commanded, "Turn on the video footage of rooms near Kuroko's, the entrances and exits, and the main rooms."
They worked quickly and efficiently, typing away and flicking switches off and on here and there. Finally, every room they were searching were displayed on separate screens.
The tension was palpable. Where was Kuroko?
Seconds of nothingness passed. Then, there was Kuroko- unlike in person, he was easy to spot with his light blue hair. Surrounded by burly men, he was dragged outside towards what Akashi believed would be the...
"Warehouses. He's somewhere in the warehouses."
The group marched out of the door and ran to the warehouses at the back of the hospital.
The small boy was proud of his work. He had stolen all of the guards' weapons, and not a single one of them noticed. He held one knife in his hand in case hand-to-hand combat went awry.
He approached a random man- at this point, it didn't matter who. He would take all of them down and get his own freedom.
He jumped up, grabbed the man's head, and brought it down to the floor using his weight and slammed it. A sickening crack replaced the silence in the room, and all the guards stood alert.
They turned and shouted, "Hey! What do you think you're doing?" But they were yelling at empty air.
Kuroko was having a difficult time holding his laughter in; he was right in front of them, how did they not see him? He walked up to one and punched him right in the face.
"There he is! Get him!"
So they notice me now, huh? He nimbly dodged two punches coming towards his face and blocked one going for his stomach. He took a few steps back and disappeared into the shadows again.
"That damn kid... does he think he can escape by using misdirection? Grab your guns and shoo- thAT DAMN KID TOOK OUR DAMN GUNS!"
He giggled. It's a good thing I moved the guns behind that box over there after I crushed that guy's skull... and it's a good thing I kept one on me...
He rose his arm, took aim, and pulled the trigger. The bullet whizzed past a guard's face, leaving a gash and nothing more.
Kuroko sprinted to his nearest target and slammed his palm to his face as if he was passing a basketball. The man was knocked out cold and fell to the ground. Ten more to go... He took a deep breath and picked up a random rock from the floor. He spun around and used the centrifugal force to send it catapulting to a guard to the right of him. The guard suddenly turned around and caught it. Two guards snuck up behind Kuroko and grabbed his arms, successfully restraining him for a moment. Because of his shortness, his feet did not touch the floor.
Kuroko pulled out the knife that he was hiding underneath the sleeve of his shirt and stabbed one of the men through their wrist. Howling in pain, that man let go of Kuroko's arm, and Kuroko spun around the man who still restrained him and kicked another nearby guard in the face. Panting, Kuroko used his knife to slash the calves of three nearby guards, rendering them immobile. That's half of them, isn't it?
"Kid, stop resisting!" A guard to his left punched him in his arm, making him stumble to the right. Yet another guard kicked him in the stomach, and he was sent flying backwards as a result of his light frame. He crashed into a metal box and slid to the floor. Groaning, he stood up again and pulled out the pistol. He aimed as best as he could and shot at their Achilles heels, hoping to disable them. He didn't want to actually kill them, but he would if it was necessary.
His shot missed by a long shot. Hitting the metal box had busted a rib or two, and the pain was distracting him too much. When the guards grabbed him, he weakly punched them on the chest. It had no affect.
"Finally calmed down, huh? You scared us for a bit back there, kid. You disappeared on us and we would have been obliterated if you hadn't been emanating bloodlust. Why'd you fight us, kid?"
He coughed up blood. "I don't want it to be a repeat of last time. I'll immobilize anyone who poses a threat so no one can hurt them."
"Kid, we never said we'd hurt anyone."
"They never said they'd hurt anyone either." Kuroko covered his face with his hands.
"Hey, kiddo, you alright? We kicked you pretty hard back there..."
But their words fell deaf on his ears. What am I doing... this isn't like me... I'm just hurting people and not feeling remorseful at all! Ever since I... ever since I... killed Hanamiya-san...
Tears streamed down his usually emotionless face. Just what has gotten into me?
He could feel himself being pulled back into his mindscape. No... will he take over again? I can't let him... he's just going to hurt more people...
His eyes opened to reveal that he was once again in the white room that he so feared. He could hear water dripping nearby, and by this point he was too tired to question it. He turned to the source of the sound and saw his other self.
"Konnichiwa, Kuroko-kun. You don't seem to be doing too well."
"Are you going to make me kill someone again?"
"I told you this already, Kuroko-kun. It was your destructive thoughts and the explosion of your emotions that drove me to... you know what. You can think of me as your protective emotional barrier, I guess? I'm here so you can recover from your burst of emotion, but you took over faster than I expected. That's the least of our problems right now, though."
"Are you saying that our being surrounded is our first priority?"
"No, that's not it. Kuroko-kun, you've changed. You know that, right?"
"Yes, I think that's quite obvious. May I ask where you're going with this? We'll be in trouble if we're hurt, and it'll cause worry for the others. As much as I don't want to, we'll have to fight them off or escape, or do both."
"Kuroko-kun, can't we just wait for the others to come? I don't like hurting people either, you know."
"Yes, but how can they find us? It would be faster and more efficient to break out ourselves."
"It'd be safer for both parties if we stay put and let them come to us."
"We sho-"
"Kuroko." His green eye flickered maliciously. "Don't you think... you've lost faith in them?"
To be honest, I have no idea what just happened either.
I think this is my longest chapter, and fighting scenes are clearly not my forte ;-; I imagine them in manga format so writing them becomes a bit difficult ^u^'