A/N: This was typed at 3am because I couldn't sleep. ｢(ﾟﾍﾟ) Please pardon me if there are any mistakes or typos!(i hope not) _'' Also, it would be great to know what you guys think. Is this good? Or is this actually quite horrible? ψ(._. ) Anyways, enjoy!

[Flashback:]

"Come on!" Kagami Taiga called, holding Kuroko Tetsuya's hand as they wandered off into the woods.

Being eight year olds, they had often been lonely as their parents were out working or gone and there was nobody at home. They had met while at the marketplace, and Kagami had shared his food with a starving Kuroko, who wandered the streets. Making use of his lack of presence, he easily stole to get by.

Hiding in alleys and stealing to make sure he wouldn't die of starvation, he was caught by Kagami, a fruit seller's son. Kagami offered "little boy blue" an apple, and the two hit off. Despite the little words exchanged, the silence between them was comfortable.

They never told each other their names: they just called each other in their unique ways. Kagami had given Kuroko a daisy- "small, delicate and pretty like you," Kagami had once confessed, while the two little boys were shyly conversing. The woods was their escape: some place only they knew.

Sitting on a log, Kuroko had hummed a soft tune whilst weaving something to give in return to "Tiger-kun", as he acclaimed, while the other plopped down and gazed at the sky. With a soft thud, a flower crown was planted into red strands.

Kagami plucked it off to get a good look at his return gift. "Eh, this is for girls!" Kagami said, face red. Only Kuroko had managed to make his little heart thump so fast.

"Tiger-kun doesn't like it?" The bluenette questioned, a small frown accompanying a pout.

"N-no, I mean like... uh, I, uh, you'd look nicer with it!" He fidgeted before tossing it back to land perfectly onto blue tufts. Kuroko giggled slightly, and gave the redhead a little kiss on the cheek.

"Nobody has ever said that." He bluntly admitted. "I like Tiger-kun very much."

"Ah?! What! I-" he scratched the back of his head. "I was telling the truth, little boy blue!" Honestly, he looked adorable with a crown of white and pink flowers. Like an angel; little Kagami thought.

"See you tomorrow, Tiger-kun. I need to make sure I find a place to sleep."

And then he vanished without a trace.

Kagami would often treat Kuroko to exotic foods, and he loved watching Kuroko eat. Those blue orbs would always widen in surprise at a newly introduced edible, and would give a small smile reserved only for Kagami.

They were awfully fond of each other, and seemed to understand the other. Like soulmates, as one would say. They were like light and shadow- Kagami lit up Kuroko's life, and Kagami found someone dependable, someone who would stick to him through thick and thin, as if he was his shadow.

After the fact that his one and only companion was gone had sank in, Kuroko aimlessly wandered into an alley and tried to sleep.

"Where are you now, Tiger-kun?" He mumbled quietly, forlorn. He felt lost. His friend was gone, almost like losing his family all over again. Nostalgia engulfed the little boy, and he started to sniffle, secretly hoping these tears would eventually will him to sleep.

He heard something land before him. It was a very tall, grey haired person. He wore half a mask that covered his face, like the phantom of the opera.

"Who- who are you?" The bluenette asked in monotone. "I don't have any food or drink to steal from."

He grey haired person spread his wings.
"I am the Joker." Haizaki announced, and Kuroko seemed unfazed. He had read far and wide, and the supernatural was a common occurrence in his stolen fantasy novels.Nothing scares me anymore.

The Joker inched forward, getting a better look at Kuroko.

"Little boy blue..." he mused, licking his lips. Azure orbs widened immediately. How...? The Joker looked like an angel in the evening glow of the sky, signalling a long tiresome day coming to its end.

"I am the Joker. Nothing escapes me." he said bemused. "I can grant wishes, boy. But with a price."

Kuroko mustered up his courage. "What must I pay? I have nothing to offer," he pathetically expressed.
The Joker laughed, and merely replied: "That will be Heaven's will, child. Most probably it will be the next most important thing. Your payment will be imprinted on your wrist. When the time comes, you will pay off your debt."

Kuroko hesitated for a moment.

"I want to find Tiger-kun and stay with him forever."
A determined glint shone in his endless pools of blue, with a soft orange glow of the setting sun adding to the effect of his sincere yearning.

The Joker blew silvery dust, and it circled Kuroko, before he felt something smart a little at his wrist.

"Little boy blue shall pay 'Heart's Desire'. " the Joker murmured, and he flapped his wings to find the other five. Along the way, he secretly marked some others. The puppets that will contribute to the success of my show.

Kuroko watched him disappear into the sky, trailing fingers over those two words. Heart's Desire. I guess I'll see you soon, Tiger-kun?

With that, Kuroko somehow felt slightly more comforted and coaxed himself to sleep, now having something to look forward to.

The villages of Touou and Kaijou were closely aligned, seeing that they shared some boarders. War had toppled the villagers trust in each other, and the two villages refused to cooperate with one another, deceit and greed having clouded them.

A little Aomine and Kise were hiding, in a dilapidated house in shackles near a forested area. "Aominecchi, are you sure we will be safe?" Kise whispered, afraid.

"Shush, baka, or they'll hear us!" Aomine hissed. The guards were on the look out for anyone left, for the two villages were preparing for a full out war, to have one dominate the other. Children and women were also no exception to the rule. They were going all out to fight: to conquer the other's land.

Kise really missed those days where the two of them scrambled in the woods, while Aomine caught crayfish and cicadas and Kise merrily singing and dancing while picking flowers and berries.
Even though Aomine would sometimes scare him with disgusting worms or things like that, both of them complimented each other, and even though they never admitted it, they extremely enjoyed each other's company.

Kise being rather effeminate and Aomine being very cocky and manly all the more spurred their dependence and a boost in their relationship, with Aomine protecting Kise from bullies and Kise taking care of Aomine physically and mentally.

"My my, what do we have here?" Haizaki spoke, alerting the two children of his presence. Perched on a tree, he adopted a laid back position, hands behind his head while leaning against the tree trunk. That was easy, killing two birds with one stone. What a find.

"Oi, who the hell are you!" Aomine shouted back. "Can't you see we're hiding?!" What a sulky child.

Haizaki hopped down, mask still framing half his portrait.

"I am the Joker. I could grant you a wish, but with a price." He smirked. Really, children were too easy to predict. It was always nonchalance, shock, or surprise.

The tanned boy exchanged looks with the pretty blonde one. Are we dreaming? They seemed to ask each other.

"No, this is real. I can grant you anything. Anything at all." He reassured.

"Ano, since you know magic, mister Jokercchi, what will be the outcome of this Touou-Kaijou war?" The blonde one blurted.

"Good question. Nothing. The outcome is nothing." The two kids jaw dropped, not knowing what to think.
"B-but they are going to fight!" Kise said, eyes watering.

"Pretty boy, I have the power to reform this whole land. I can do whatever I want. I call the shots in my game." The Joker scoffed.

The tanned boy stepped forward. "You'll really grant anything?" Aomine eyed the Joker suspiciously. Haizaki used his silver dust to levitate the boy.

"Believe me now? " he ask drily, and Aomine just nodded. Wow.

"Tell me. What is it that heart of yours wishes for, hmm?"

"C-can we make our wishes in private? I mean-" Kise nervously started, not wanting to offend anyone.

"As you please."

They decided then and there that they would take turns behind the house to make their wishes.

"Aominecchi will go first!" The cheerful puppy-like boy exclaimed.

Once Kise was out of earshot, Aomine told Haizaki straight in the face: "I want to rule. I want to be king." Such arrogance and pride.

"Very well."

Silver dust swirled, and Aomine felt the same smarting on his wrist. Reason to fight, it read.

"When the time comes, you shall pay your price." The Joker tapped at Aomine's wrist. He was dismissed and Kise quickly ran over.

"Will we remember anything?"

"You ask too many questions for your age, pretty boy." Haizaki sighed. "But I don't know what the future holds, boy. I wish I did, though." He smiled wistfully.

"So. What will yours be?"

"I... just want to be important to someone..." Kise bashfully kicked the ground. "And I also want Aominecchi to remember me, if that's even possible," he mumbled after, eyes still trained on his bare feet. A small explanation of "since he always teases me and makes me happy and I like Aominecchi a lot," followed suit.

"Granted." Caramel eyes perked up, and silver mist surrounded the blonde.

'Forbidden flower,' Kise's wrist stated.

"Thank you," Kise breathed, before running back to find his Aominecchi.

The Takaos and Midorimas had been neighbours and feuding families for as long as the villagers could remember. This clash was widely known throughout Shuutoku.
The Midorima family believed in luck and horoscopes, and how fate was determined by the stars and alignment etcetera.
On the other hand, the Takao household bore strong beliefs as to how luck and fate were utter nonsense, as they vouched for the scientific side of things. Both families never saw eye to eye, and forbid their children to meet.

However, curiosity killed the cat. One day, both eight year old sons met at a library. While the bespectacled Midorima opted for a science novel, the lively Takao chose a book on astrology, titled Oha-Asa. They were reading simplified versions of issues the opposite party sided with, and it wasn't long before they discovered they were not supposed to meet.

"Uh oh." The two of them said in unison. But they wanted to know each other more, curiosity and intrigue was gnawing at them. But it was done. Introductions were made and they couldn't undo it. As time grew by, it had become almost a routine, a regiment that they would meet in secrecy once a week at the library.

Nobody knew, and neither told their families, for fear of the worst to come. Attachment soon deposited itself and it would not do if they didn't see each other at their stipulated spot.

However, both parents soon grew worried and suspicious as to why their child kept insisting on going to the library for no rhyme or reason. They each followed their own children, and eventually found out the truth.

Both families accused each other's child for seducing their own, seeing that this relationship was a disgrace, something shameful and disgusting. Both boys were tearfully separated,and the Takaos moved away.

For the first time in his life, the stoic Midorima Shintarou shed a tear. He drowned himself in absorption of knowledge,and refused to acknowledge anything else. This worsened his antisocial behaviour, and secluded him into his mask of stoicness.

Walking down the path to the library to return the book he finally beared to give back, (it being the last book Takao ever recommended), Midorima skimmed through the yellowed pages he knew so well- giving it one last look- before something flitted out.

It was a note. "Shin-chan should smile more!" It plainly stated, in a somewhat crooked hand, with a smiley attached at the end. Great, now I won't return this book after all.

He grumbled something incorrigible, before bumping into somebody on the desolate way home.

"Sorry, nanodayo," he laconically stated, but the figure didn't move.

He looked up, and long lashed eyes blinked in confusion.

"I've been looking for you."

"Joker? I recognise the mask from a book."

Haizaki laughed. Finally, someone who knows.

"Wonderful attempt, boy. You are right. For that, I will grant you a wish. Although you have to pay a price,"

After muttering something about horoscopes and lucky items, Midorima proceeded to ask, "Even if it's something labelled 'not right'?"

Haizaki frowned. "A wish is a wish. I don't think there are any rights or wrongs, I guess?" Seriously, what is wrong with this megane?

"Then... I want to marry Takao."

Haizaki resisted the urge to laugh. Aww, how adorable. And that serious look..! Explains the weird question.

"I see." With a snap of his fingers, the silver dust fluttered around the verdant haired boy. "The words on your wrist you will pay in due course." He depaered, leaving the bookworm to his own devices.

On his wrist engraved the words 'Fatal Attraction'.

A/N: I hope this was okay! Σ() Whee childhood!KagaKuro + AoKise & Romeo and Juliet!MidoTaka /w\ sorry, this is all my brain can conjure for the time being. (I am so tired) ε-(´・｀)
I don't particularly like long A/Ns or those 'give me 1000+ reviews or i won't update' (that is plain mean to your lovely readers ヽ(ﾟДﾟ)ﾉ ) etc, so I shall try not do what I dislike onto you cuties. Good night! (´；д；`)