After the infamous training match, where Kuroko showed the team his special abilities while making sure they knew from the very beginning that he won't be anyone's partner in turning team play into individual play, the team found themselves neck deep in team play exercises. It was annoying at first, but soon the seniors saw that the newbies had hard time playing as a team and it was then that they understood why, did it turn the flow of the game when Kuroko really began to play. The boy had pulled them together into a real team until Kagami threw it out the window. Luckily for them Riko understood way before them and changed their training menu drastically. They still had a hard menu, but now the most important part was to recreate the team so the first years would be a real part of the team.

Kuroko had been coming to practice happily ever since their coach changed their training's focus. It pleased him immensely. He couldn't tell why he was so happy about it. It must be connected to his forgotten memories. The tealnette had a hardcover notebook with a pen attached to it, he used it to write down every bit of information he discovered about himself to get to know himself again. It was hard and strange and took its toll on the teen. His grandmother had been supportive since he woke up without memories, she had helped with everything and anything. He didn't know where he would be without her because she had been the only non-medical person in his hospital room since he woke up and after some questioning he knew no one asked after him. He most likely didn't have friends for if he had they would have asked about him. This fact saddened him to the point that he asked his grandmother why no one misses him besides her. After he uttered the question he witnessed something he didn't think he would ever see.

Kuroko Takane had always been a strong woman, who seldom shed tear, most of them had been shed because of her grandson. As soon as she heard what he asked tears filled her eyes and slipped down her face. She rose up from her chair, stepped up to the bed and puled the teen into a warm embrace letting him cry on her shoulder just like every other time. It amazed her how kind, understanding and loyal he stayed even after everything that happened with him when he was younger. Whenever she hugged him she was painfully reminded that he won't grow anymore or maybe only a little bit, but it won't make a real difference for he won't ever grow out the clothe size he is now. He will always be a small, slim boy, who can't eat much and barely any endurance. As she remembered all that the familiar anger replaced the sadness.

One morning Tetsuya and Takane were eating breakfast before the teen would go to school. Their meals were as different as night and day. Takane had a wholesome breakfast consisting of miso soup, fried rice, cooked fish with a bowl of vegetables and a mug of green tea, on the other side of the table sat the teen with his measly little meal… well a normal person wouldn't call it a meal for it consisted of a pouched egg, a quarter of a tomato cut into thin slices, for a drink the boy had a big glass of vanilla milkshake with a straw in it.

The light blue haired boy was eating slowly, one small bite after another. The shake hadn't been touched since it had been made because one of Takane's breakfast rules stated he couldn't drink until he ate everything on his plate. This rule had been made after a whole week into his stay in his new home in his grandmother's house because he always drank his shake but left most or all his food on his plate untouched. Eating breakfast had always been alien to him for he never had breakfast before he came here, his parents never gave him breakfast, but that he did not remember as of right now. Once done with his food he greedily grabbed his glass and began to drink happily eliciting a soft smile onto his grandmother's face.

"Do you have everything?" asked Takane as Tetsuya pulled his shoes on and laced them.

"Yes I made a list and crossed out everything I had in my bag then I put in the things that hadn't been crossed out before." replied the boy. Then he said goodbye to his grandmother and left.

The walk to his high school took a good thirty minutes, forty-five if he walks really leisurely. He liked to take his time walking to his school every morning to appreciate all the nature and little details about the buildings and streets. The people he saw everyday around the same time gave him a sense of routine and normality. Since he woke up in that hospital bed he had been trying to piece himself back together, but he couldn't remember anything no matter what he discovered about himself it did not trigger his memory. His grandmother had told him many things about himself and his years in middle school. He had a team which consisted of his friends, after learning this he asked where they were. His grandmother didn't know their full names and after his cell phone gave out a day or two after the accident and in that time the old woman did not look into any contacts so now they have no way to contact any of his friends from middle school. It hurt to know that he may never be able to get to know his friends again or talk with them. At least he knew how they look like from group pictures his grandma showed him. On the pictures he saw six very different looking boy and a pink haired girl. They all looked so happy and carefree. His grandmother had no idea where his friends went to learn so couldn't even look for them on their campuses. His guardian had told him everything he had once told her about his friends and their basketball club and activities. She had followed along his stories and the teams changes with warm compassion for all of them for in her eyes they are just children, whose struggling with finding their places after they left their pears behind in growth so much that they couldn't find anyone to match them in strength. Learning from second hand what he once knew and experienced was disconcerting to say the least. Rediscovering himself is strange. Having to try out his favourite foods and drinks with no recollection of their tastes is bittersweet. He still likes the same things as he did before the accident, but he only has his grandmother's words and experiences to go on, meaning anything he might have tried while with his friends and forgot to tell her is lost to him now. All the memories he must have cherished is out of his reach as well as his friends.

Aomine Daiki hadn't been himself since his shadow disappeared. He had withdrawn from everyone other than his middle school friends making his new teammates irate with him, but he didn't care. Nothing really moved him to care. He only went to practices because Momoi dragged him to the gymnasium, he didn't participate, but at least he watched the proceedings sometimes. The pink haired girl watched worriedly as her childhood friend loses his drive to do anything other than exist. It had been no secret that he had a big fight with his Shadow, but anyone who knew him like her could tell that he was just confused about what to do. No one wanted to fight with him anymore, even if it was a playful game with no weight to it. It killed something in the dark blue haired boy. The love for the sport that shined in his eyes for years was nowhere to be found now. Before his disappearance the smaller boy kept that light alive even if only a tiny shred had been in existence it was better than what she saw right now. This complete and utter hopelessness scared her and chilled her to the bones for it meant that only Tetsu-kun's presence made him go on. And now… now he didn't have that. To watch such a strong boy wither away before her own eyes was hard, trying to stay positive was even harder. She never really understood the depth of their friendship until now. She had known the tall player longer than the boy, but the slight teen made a bigger impact on Touo's new ace than anyone ever before.

Shutoku's basketball team had been strong for a long time now, but they had a new ace. They had been one of the schools which had won over one of the Generation of Miracles. Midorima Shintaro was a great shooter, but he was the strangest person the team had ever met and they had seen some really interesting people. Though no one could compare to the green haired shooter. They had never knew someone could be so focused on horoscope, believe it wholeheartedly and follow it to the t.

Ever since Midorima became a member they were told what their horoscopes contained for every individual day. There are two items on hand to him every day, one of them is the ever changing lucky item of the day, the other item is a book he carried around like a deeply religious would a bible. They didn't know why he lugged it around with him every day and everywhere he went. They had seen him reading it multiple times, he had read through it a couple of times already from cover to cover from the looks of it. They didn't what tied him to that book so tightly, but they learned rather quickly that they will face dire consequences if they so much as touch it. The first and last person who had put their hands on it had been shot with balls that quite literally fell from the sky. After that incident the team learned not to mess with the shooter's things.

Murasakibara Atsushi had long since gotten used to everyone running away from him in fear because of his size. It wasn't different here either. The only person who remotely tolerated him was Murochin. He only did so because he needed the purple haired boy's help with beating someone in basketball. At least he gave him snacks too, though since Kurochin disappeared his prediction came true and no one cared enough about him to give him bentos and talk to him about things that did not relate to basketball or him eating something, with Kuroko it was different. The little Shadow was never afraid of him and constantly sought out his company to talk about anything and everything. Though he was the team's smallest member he gave something to the young giant he had never got before, unconditional trust. He had never before met someone, who wasn't a relative and didn't falter at his size and/or keep their distance just in case. With teal head he had experienced what it means to be treated as a normal person and have a real friendship. He knows he's slow when it comes to education, but now he also knows he's not stupid for the Phantom had sat down with him every weekday and tutored him through their three years of middle school showing him that if he applies himself to it he can get decent grades. Akachin had been really supportive of him being tutored by the boy as he saw the improvement in his performance in school, his parents were shocked and pleased about the change too. Now that he was in high school he couldn't help, but miss the old days when he had a constant study partner and a friend who asked about how he felt every day. It was disconcerting to see how little others cared about him in this new school, they only saw his basketball abilities, but not him.

Kise Ryouta had made it clear to his new team upon meeting them that they were beneath him and if they want him to do his best they have to conform to what he wants. They didn't want to at first, but then he beat all of them in one on one's, after that only the captain Kasamatsu was standing there unrelenting and he literally beat him to stay in line. He didn't like or respect him and he told him so.

"You don't know what respect means!" shouted the enraged captain.

At this his eyes narrowed and he answered with anger clear on his face and a coldness in his voice they never heard before. "It doesn't matter to me that you're my senpai. My respect is earned not freely given and just so you know I had a teammate back in middle school who did not need violence to keep people in line even though he was no captain or secondary captain. He kept people in line by earning himself the respect to keep them silent and obedient. When I met him I didn't give a damn about what he wanted or said. He got me to follow him by playing basketball!"

The silence that followed his proclamation was palpable. To know that there is someone who had already done that gave them hope and damnation at the same time for he had basically told them they didn't measure up to some random Teiko player, who never needed to do anything other than play to get Kise to follow his commands.

Rakuzan High School had been able to get its hand on the Generation of Miracles captain Akashi Seijurou. The red headed boy was a great team captain and coach, but they shouldn't forget that he's also the current student council director and top student. They had hit jackpot with the heterochromatic youngster or so they thought. The freshman was a ruthless coach and captain making his new team suffer regularly.

Since the GoM lost their Phantom Akashi became obsessed with knowing where his teammates are 24/7. It annoyed the players, but they couldn't do anything against it and they learned pretty early on that what Akashi wants Akashi gets. The captain's twitchiness made them wary of what might have caused such a lasting effect on him.

Seirin High's building looked fancy from afar because the whole school was new. The students loved the fact that they can lay down the fundaments of their school for the younger's who will follow them in later years. For Kuroko Tetsuya it meant he doesn't have to learn the school's history. He likes his team so far, especially the second years who look after him like older brothers, but he missed his memories so much. He had wanted to remember to able to compare the two.

Ever since he made his thoughts known the second years took him under their wing. No matter how strange Hyuuga could be he was one of the first to learn when Kuroko was facing problems he couldn't solve on his own. The bluenette had a bully problem briefly, but once he told the captain he had an angry, scary looking second year on the lose for about an hour when the glasses wearing senior came back he cheerily told him that the issue had been dealt with. What he hadn't said was how he did it and after a warning from said second year no one will tell the tiny boy. The others had long since learned not to anger their leader so they won't have to face his bipolar tendencies. The first years will have to learn the hard way what it's like when he gets irritated or angry with them. Kagami was aiming to be the first one to experience it.

Training became gruelling for the boys since Riko had taken Kuroko's opinion seriously and recreated the program. They were still hard at work getting their stamina up to par. The young girl made it quite hard to maximize the benefits of it. In their first stamina training she came face to face with the powder blue haired boy's physical capabilities, forcing her to rethink the boy's training for it became obvious he can't do what she formerly thought to be the bare minimum. She had to lower his level so much to suit him that she had taken a double take. She had to consult with her father to make sure she estimated his abilities right. To be told she was right in her regime was both calming and disturbing. To face this brutal reality is like a slap to the face. She had always thought she will only work with better conditioned people, her father then sat her down to tell her about some of the people he had worked with, who had weaker statistics. "You didn't see them because their needs are more demanding and need more careful planning than most. I wanted to show you this depth this summer."

In the beginning some grumbled about it, but Hyuuga scared them into line for her. While the team run ten laps, Kuroko ran three. He was weak in every aspect other than arm strength, he beat everyone in that aspect. They had been shocked when they were beaten after the came to terms of the former Teiko student being the weakest. Kagami couldn't believe it at first, but then they were reminded by their coach that for the Shadow to make such strong, fast and accurate passes he needed muscle power.

When they played again they made two teams after choosing two captains who called the members names. The leaders were Hyuuga and Kagami. The red head gave him the opportunity to begin first and he surprised him by calling Kuroko's name. After the younger boy shook his surprise off, they went through the choosing.

Riko blew her whistle signifying the beginning of the game. Hyuuga led his team with a calm assurance in his abilities after last year. He put good use to all of his team mates' abilities. Their attacks were swift and flawless, scoring point after point with no reprieve given to their opponents. They got the ball from one end of the court to the other so fast there was no time for an efficient defence to be put up. Hyuuga never knew how much a passing specialist could change the flow of the game until he faced Kuroko. Since then he knew it was no laughing matter, the boy may not be able to score points, but he could deliver the ball to you in crucial moments in the right time for you to score. A ball which had only just been collected after it rebounded from a failed attempt from their opponents getting across the court in seconds with the opposing team nowhere near you gave you time to shoot calmly and that was something you should treasure because points like that don't come that easy most of the time. He had fought in hard matches against strong teams to know that. They may have gotten far last year, but they had to fight with all they got so they would have a fighting chance against most schools because compared to them Seirin didn't have the same resources for last year they only had first years and they had felt the weight of it. And now having a teammate you can count on to get you the ball when you can't possibly get it normally, was like a breath of fresh air for his starving lungs. Having the younger boy watch his back was something he did not want to give up even though he had only just began to play with him on his team there was no way he will let him go.

Kuroko loved every moment of their game under Hyuuga's leadership. The second year was a partner for him receiving his passes without complaint and even passing to him regularly. The glasses wearing teen had exchanged the ball for points every time he shoot at the hoop. One time while they were walking back to their side the captain told him how good he was doing and to not give up because the end is far, but tell him if he doesn't feel good and needs to sit down. The bluenette didn't know if he ever had this kind of kindness from his former team, but he couldn't hide the minute smile that came to his face at these words for a moment and nodding his consent.

In the end Hyuuga's team won by a wide margin using everyone's talents to score until the very last blow of whistle. Their coach congratulated them on a good game and they left the gym with the girl's parting words echoing in their heads. "At least we now know how Kuroko can work with people who actually take teamwork into accunt."