Warning: Yaoi ahead, Seme ...Everyone that I can think of and Uke Kuroko

A/N: Sorry if the characters are out of character...I'm not really confident on how I have portrayed these characters. All I can say is that I hope I wrote them right! Also, I made up how the dad and grandma looked. All I know is that Kuroko looks like his mom but acts like his dad, and that he got his invisibility from his mom.

The Basketball That Kuroko Forgot

Kuroko felt faintly guilty as he left the stadium. He looked back towards the court and the screaming fans and felt a wave of hatred wash over him. It was painful, hating this sport that he actually loved. For a moment, Kuroko looked heartrendingly sad as he finally tore his eyes away from his 'former life' and left through the double doors.

He had already left his resignation slip on Akashi's desk, saying that he was quitting.

His heart hurt as he quickly walked away from the stadium, so much that Kuroko began running. No real thought ran through his mind, only that he needed to get away from the pain. The moon light shown down on him as if trying to help mask his pain.

His breaths came in pants and his chest heaved as he just couldn't stop running. His face never changed from his normal blank expression but his heart continued to squeeze in his chest. Kuroko turned quickly to run across the empty street but then heard a screech of tires, of a car sharply turning around a corner.

A flash of terror gripped Kuroko's heart as he looked towards the speeding car. He stood for just two seconds, staring like a deer caught in the headlight. But that was all it took before the car crashed into him and he lost all sense of direction.

Odd how Kuroko couldn't feel a thing as he flew through the air. He could see though, and hear. He saw shards of glass flying with him, the blur of the scenery as his body headed back to the ground and he could hear the sound of his heart pounding in his ears.

A sickening thud seemed to echo through the street as his body hit the ground. With a sort of detached feeling, he could sense that his entire left arm was broken, and quite a few ribs too. Then the pain hit him and Kuroko harshly hacked up blood causing violent spasms to wrack his body.

Kuroko tried to control his body as the gods cursed him by not letting him fall into unconsciousness. Tears filled his light blue eyes as he fell onto his back, his left arm no longer trapped under his body.

Kuroko flinched as another spike of pain ran through his body, then tensed as an even worse one followed. He tried so hard to barely breath, tears now falling from his once emotionless eyes. It hurt so much, more than he thought possible. His nerves were on fire and his head was screaming in pain.

Blood clouded his pain filled eyes, making everything go red. His blood pounded in his ears before leaving his body from the numerous wounds he had. Kuroko could just barely hear the car screech again as it quickly drove away then people screaming around him as they left their home to see what happened. He wished that he could just fall asleep to escape the pain, but his wish wouldn't come true yet.

Why was he going through this pain? Was it because he had left his friends? He couldn't help it...He didn't want to hate the sport he loved. Everything was not right when it came to that sport now, and he didn't want any part of that team...but... He shouldn't have left without saying anything, he shouldn't have left at all. Kuroko would make it up to them, somehow, if he lived through this...he promised himself as he eyes slowly closed.

-/

-/-/

-2 months later-

-/-/

-/

The sky haired boy opened his eyes, looking around the room curiously. He sat up slowly, mindful of the soreness in his body. His body felt stiff as if he...as if he...A basket ball flashed in his mind before leaving. Confusion filled him as he tried to figure out what he just saw.

'A...basketball...what is a basketball?...A big brown or orange ball you play the game basketball with.' Kuroko thought to himself, the answers slowly coming to him as he once again looked around.

Distantly, he remembered what the things in the room was.

'A T.V., I'm laying on a bed...there are curtains on either side of me...am I in a hospital?...What is a hospital?' He tried to think again even as his head began hurting 'It's a...a place where sick or injured people come to get better.'

Kuroko smiled easily to himself, feeling strangely proud that he remembered. Then he frowned.

'Why am I here...better yet, who am I...I don't remember my name.' His heart squeezed at his thoughts and he felt fear overcome him.

'Who am I, what's my name, why am I here!?' Kuroko started breathing heavily, his eyes going wide though his face stayed black. The monitor began beeping rapidly, following the pace of his heart. Nurses immediately came into the room, rushing to get Kuroko to calm down.

He struggled for a moment, not knowing who these people were or what they were doing. Suddenly, Kuroko felt a sharp prick on his arm. He flinched then felt his eyelids grow heavy. He fell back against the bed, his breathing coming out slowly once again, then he fell asleep.

He woke again the next day.

Kuroko took a deep breath and looked around. He paused at seeing three people at his bed side. There was a woman with light blue hair and a very pretty face, a black haired man who, though he was sleeping, had a very blank expression, and an old woman who's hair had already gone white with age.

He stared at all three, not knowing who they were, and feeling very concerned at why they were here. So Kuroko reached out and poked the blue haired woman. The woman woke with a start then stared at Kuroko. He noticed that her eyes matched her hair.

"T-Tetsuya!" She exclaimed, waking the others.

She began crying and quickly hugged Kuroko tightly who just blinked.

The man looked on with a blank expression, but tears slowly began falling from his darker blue eyes. The man put his hand on Kuroko's leg, squeezing it tightly. The old woman cried as well, putting her hands on Kuroko's.

"You're awake..." The man said, his voice breaking slightly.

Kuroko nodded as he gently pat the woman's back until she let go. Before any of them could say anything else, Kuroko said, "I'm sorry but...who are you?"

All three of them stopped and stared at Kuroko in shock. Then it was the man that spoke.

"Tetsuya...we are your family. Don't you remember?"

Kuroko shook his head, then said, "Is that my name? Tetsuya?"

"Y-Yes, you are Kuroko Tetsuya. Kuroko is our family name." The woman said, then continued, "I'm Maiko, your mother. That's Taro, your father, and this is Korra, your grandmother." she motioned to each one even as she shook.

Kuroko nodded in understanding but it barely seemed familiar. He looked away from them, thinking of his newly found name.

'Kuroko, Tetsuya...I am Kuroko Tetsuya...but what does Kuroko Tetsuya look like?' He thought to himself before looking around. Kuroko slowly stood up, his body already healed from a accident that he did not remember. He walked around the room until he found the bathroom, and therefor, the mirror.

Kuroko looked at himself, taking in the features that looked exactly like his...mothers. Then the expression that reminded him of his...father. He also noticed that he was short, very short. Kuroko looked at his...family, and knew that he was shorter than them, except for the grandmother, he was her height.

Kuroko looked back at the mirror, never noticing that Taro had gone to get the doctor, or that Maiko had begun crying hard again. The only thing he really noticed was Korra, slowly standing at his back, her face next to his in the reflection, her expression full of sadness.

All Kuroko could do was apologize, saying, "I'm sorry." because he knew that it was his fault that the sadness was there on her face.

Please review!