CHILD AGAIN
Chapter 1

"Man, I'm hungry." The red head stated while holding his stomach. His partner merely nodded in response and continued reading his book.

"Say, how about we grab a bite?" the tall red head asked his companion, who finally looked upward at him.

"I don't mind." The blue-haired boy said, "But only if you're paying."

"Huh? Why should I?" Kagami shouted at the shorter boy next to him.

The boy didn't seem to care for being yelled at, as he already used to Kagami's antics. "Well, you're the one suggesting it, and I don't have much money left. That's why you're paying."

Kagami let out a small grunt, but his face immediately softened once he looked down at the boy next to him and he ruffled his soft blue hair. "Fine, since it's you." Then after a while, he spoke again, "You know that I never treat someone before."

"I know." Kuroko nodded, and he looked at Kagami's face with a smile. "Thank you, Kagami-kun."

Kagami looked away, trying to hide his embarrassment and Kuroko was amused that he would always be the only one who got Kagami flustered like that.

Both of them stopped walking when they heard a commotion. They turned around to find the source and caught a sight of five rebel students surrounding an old woman. Kagami frowned. That was definitely not good.

"Kuroko, stay here for a—" Kagami turned to face the boy beside him, only to be shocked that Kuroko had disappeared from his side.

"What are you guys doing to her?"

At the familiar voice, Kagami turned once again only to find Kuroko already confronting the rebel students out of blue. "Jeez, that brat…" he muttered.

"Who the hell are you?" One of the guy approached Kuroko and smirked, "Lost your mommy, child?"

Kuroko said nothing at the insult. It annoyed him whenever someone called him a child, but responding to this guy would only provoke him even more, so he decided to ignore it, and instead, turned to look at the frightened old woman. "Obaa-san, are you alright? What did they do to you?"

"Oh dear young man… they're trying to take away any possession that I have…"

Kuroko glared at those delinquents. These guys were the worst… "Trying to rob money from an old woman, you guys really have no shame." He spoke with an emotionless face.

"What did you say?" one of them grabbed Kuroko's collar, lifting him from the ground. "Are you trying to pick a fight, kid?"

A hand landed on his shoulder, and the guy who grabbed Kuroko's collar looked over his shoulder, only to be surprised at the sight of a tall, scary-looking guy glowering at him.

"You… get your hand off of him." Kagami threatened, looking so deadly frightening such that those guy almost saw imaginary fire around his body.

"Wha—wha—!"

"Didn't you hear? …I said, GET YOUR HAND OFF OF HIM!" Kagami tightened his grip on the guy's shoulder before he pulled him back so harshly that the delinquent collapsed and rolled on the ground.

Kuroko fell onto the ground on his butt, muttering a small 'ow' as he rubbed his bottom.

The others yelped in fear when they saw the scary red head had so easily push their friend away and they immediately ran away.

"Huh. That should teach them a lesson." Kagami smirked rather smugly before he crouched in front of Kuroko, feeling slightly concerned despite knowing that nothing serious happened to the teal haired teen. "…You okay?"

"…Yes, I'm fine." Kuroko said impassively as Kagami helped him stand slowly. "Thank you, Kagami-kun."

"Son, thank you very much for helping this old woman. How could I ever repay your kindness?"

Both Kuroko and Kagami turned to face the old woman who was approaching them slowly with the help of her crane. Kuroko shook his head, "There is no need for that. More importantly, are you alright Obaa-san?"

The old woman chuckled, "You're such a nice boy, dear. And yes, I'm fine. Please, let me repay you, I'll feel bad if I don't do anything." With that, she took something out of her pocket, presenting a small bottle of green liquid.

"Here, son. Take this bottle."

Slightly hesitant, Kuroko gently took the bottle from the woman, staring at it. "If I may ask; what is this Obaa-san?"

The old woman merely smiled, "It is something that will surely improve the relationship between you two."

Kagami stared at her in shock. How did she know that they were dating?

Meanwhile, Kuroko merely blinked. So, she knew about them…

Both Kuroko and Kagami stared at the bottle of liquid when they saw it glow a little. Kuroko frowned. What was this thing?

"Obaa-san, what—?"

He wanted to asked, but the old woman was no longer there.

"So… what should we do with it?" Kagami asked as he watched Kuroko fondle the bottle.

"I honestly don't know." Kuroko replied with still indifferent look. "We don't even know what this is."

"How about we throw it away then?"

"Why?" Kuroko turned to look at Kagami, a little puzzled.

The red head frowned, "Hey, you're the one who said that we knew nothing about this thing. What if this thing turns out to be dangerous?"

"But…" Kuroko stared at the bottle again, "She said that this would help us improve… improve…" the blue-haired boy was blushing faintly.

Kagami blinked, "You mean our relationship?"

"Yes." The shorter one nodded, "Aren't you curious about it?"

"Huh. We don't need that thing to improve our relationship."

Kuroko stayed silent for a while before he spoke up, "…Are you sure?"

Kagami was taken aback by that and he stared at Kuroko with a frown on his face. "Huh? What the hell was that supposed to mean?"

Almost immediately after Kagami had asked that question and even before Kuroko had the chance to replied, a musky aroma filled the air and they looked at each other before they turned to look at the bottle which was glowing brightly.

"Uhh… what happened?" Kagami questioned, a bit warily.

"I… don't know."

The bottle which was glowing green had now turned rapidly from other color, from green, to red, then blue, then yellow, then green, and it continued to happened that it scared Kagami that thing might explode.

…Wait, explode?

Oh no! Kuroko!

"Idiot! Throw that thing away!" Kagami snatched the bottle away from Kuroko and threw it far away. It fell onto the ground and rolled over…

…until a foot stepped that thing to stop rolling away.

Kagami stared wide eyed at the people in front of him. What the hell were the rest of the Generation of miracle doing here together? And in such a bad timing that is!

Aomine pick up the bottle of liquid and stare at it, "What is this?"

"It's glowing…" Midorima fixed his glasses, a frog toy on his bandaged hand.

"It's quite pretty." Murasakibara stared at it in awe, unlike Akashi who paid no interest in the glowing bottle.

"Hey, Kagamicchi! Kurokocchi! Is this thing yours?" Kise asked cheerily from where he stood.

Kuroko jerked abruptly, "Wait! Throw it away!" he shouted and was about to run towards them when Kagami took a hold of his wrist firmly.

"Wait, you idiot! Don't come close—"

Before Kagami even managed to finish his sentence, the bottle exploded with such a loud sound. By then, Kagami had already pulled Kuroko close to him and shielded him, throwing his arms around the other.

Kuroko grimaced at the unpleasant smell that started to assault his nose, so he ended up breathing through the front of Kagami's clothes. That thought however immediately washed away as he suddenly remembered that the bottle had exploded, right on Aomine's hand. Concern for his old friends immediately took over him.

When they opened their eyes, a soft-green colored smoke filling the air around them, hindering their sight. But Koroko paid no attention to that. He slipped out of Kagami's arms and stepped forward, "Aomine-kun! Kise-kun!" He called out.

"Oi! You guys okay?" Kagami joined in soon after.

Slowly, the smoke began to disperse and the two were mortified by what they found hiding inside the green smokes. There were several piles of clothes pooling on the ground which had young kids in them. They were probably about four or five year old and even so Kuroko found all of them awfully familiar.

"What the hell—!" Kagami frowned.

"Oh my God…" Kuroko suddenly said.

Kagami glanced at the smaller guy's face which turned slightly pale.

"They're the Generation of Miracles…"

For all the grammar and any other mistakes, I'm very sorry about it English is not my mother language.

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