Author's Rant: I'm still very depressed… I'm finding it hard to write stories like usual. But anyway, I'll probably update Between Me and You by this Saturday, and the Meisters by next week. This fic is another one of my failed attempts to crack and humor.

Full Summary: The Generation of Miracles respects and fears both their captain and their sixth man for reasons apart from their skills in basketball. There were a few very close calls after all.

General Idea: I've been hooked by Kuroko no Basuke lately that I wanted to write one fic myself. I still wonder what happened that Kuroko had to leave Teikou basketball team, and what is that oath Akashi was talking about. This fic is about their supposed Teikou days and will implicate NTPs like GoMxKuroko, GoMxAkashi (okay, tell me I'm weird, go ahead, I know it myself) and more of AkaKuro than any other pairing. Requests are welcomed~

Warnings: FWA, BWS and OOC moments might occur. Read at your own risk, you have been warned.

Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basuke is awesome. I'm not capable of anything awesome.

Let the Sleeping Beast Lie

Everything was Kise's fault, says Aomine. Now they're dead. Actually, not yet, but will soon be once the sleeping beast awakens.

It all started when the model found himself curious about their captain. As they say, curiosity killed the cat, but this was Kise we're talking about: He wasn't probably aware of the meaning of that phrase.

"Aominecchi…" He whispered to the tanned guy beside him who was resting after a rigorous practice supplied none other by their captain. "What time does Akashicchi comes to school?"

"Why do you ask?" The ace asked back, slightly irked by the nickname. He had gone out and said to Kise that he didn't like it. Efforts were useless, the blond didn't stop adding –chi in his name.

"Though he's late at times with all his other priorities…" Kise trailed off, observing in his eyes the topic of their conversation. Akashi doesn't seem to notice so he continued. "…But I never got here earlier than him."

This time around, it was Aomine's curiosity that was peaked. "Now that you mentioned it, I haven't as well." Though Akashi would be late at their after-school practice, he would never be late at the morning practices. In fact, the ace was sure that no one ever saw their captain enter the gym later than anyone. Probably the first one to arrive… always? "Why don't we try arriving earlier tomorrow? We might beat him at being the early bird." Aomine suggested and the blond nodded in agreement.

So the next day, Aomine and Kise tried to arrive with an extra hour to spend before practice. But unfortunately for them, Akashi was already there. Not only that, even Kuroko and Midorima are already doing their warm-ups.

"Daiki, Ryouta. It's rare to see you two early." Their captain, seated at the bench while looking at his file board, greeted them without sparing a single glance towards their direction. "Start your warm-ups then." A smirk graced his lips for a second.

But of course, the two stubborn males didn't give up. They even came much earlier the next day. Now they had an hour and a half to spend before practice. But no luck, Akashi was already there, and so was Kuroko. Their sixth man was assisting the redhead in his own warm-ups.

"Good morning Aomine-kun, Kise-kun." Kuroko half greeted, half-yawned. It was really early after all. "You two are early again today." He commented as he pushed Akashi's back even further. The two felt a bit disturbed: How early can the two be?

Finally, the two made an ultimatum; A do-or-die resolve. If they still didn't get to beat their captain and Kuroko by being the earliest one to arrive, they won't ever dare again. This time, as early as three in the morning, both Kise and Aomine are already in front of their school's gym. They wouldn't have imagined that they could actually be this early. Not trying to suppress the yawns due to lack of sleep, Kise opened their gym doors.

"Hmm… No one's here." Kise commented, still a bit half-asleep. "Let's warm-up then play a few match—" The rest of his sentence were muffled by the hand in his face. The blond forcibly removed the ace's hand of him and asked. "What the hell was that for, Aominec—" Again he was cut off by Aomine who clamped his mouth once again and whispered a 'shut up.' And if the urgency in the ace's voice was any indication, Kise decided to follow the other's line of sight. Soon, he knew why.

There was Akashi, their captain. Eyes closed and his back laying in the bench. His breathing even and stable, and for the first time, Kise and Aomine found their captain to be harmless, innocent, and if honestly admitted, cute.

Then it finally hit them.

Akashi was sleeping in one of the benches. And Akashi would never sleep in front of anyone, at least not that they know of. If the redhead hated anything (actually he hated a lot of things but anyway), it would be a sign of weakness, of imperfection. So sleeping in front of others, unaware of things and defenseless, and dare they call it, vulnerable, would be taboo. And they just broke it.

Everything was Kise's fault, Aomine was sure. If the blond hadn't brought up the whole thing about their captain's early arrival, they wouldn't be in this situation. In fact, he might still be catching some z's by now. It would be best to try and leave their captain alone.

Or so he thought. Time slowly passes and yet the two stood rooted in their places. For some reason, a step away makes Akashi's breathing hitch a bit and a small movement makes him stir in his place. And they were not waking the beast if they had a choice. As they say, let the sleeping beast lie.

"Aominecchi, what do we do?" Kise whispered, but it felt like a wailing to Aomine. "We need to go before he wakes up." The tanned boy whispered back, he never would have thought that his greatest pinch in life wouldn't be in a match.

"I don't think that's possible though." Kise and Aomine almost shrieked in shock, but their fear of waking Akashi overcame any sound they might have produced. When they turned, they saw their manager Momoi.

"Don't scare us, Satsuki." Aomine argued, his heart almost fell out of his chest. "But I'm not scaring you Dai-chan." Momoi pouted at his childhood friend's reaction. "My data says that the captain's phone is made to alarm at certain times of the day." She explained, and for some reason, fear started to scratch the back of the two players' throats. "The next alarm should go off in five minutes, exactly three thirty in the morning!" She enthusiastically added, sending doom on both players.

Out of fear and impulse, Aomine suddenly went towards Akashi, took his phone that was lying by the sleeping captain's side and turned it off before he quietly went back to where Kise and Momoi was. The only reaction they received from the redhead was a long, deep breath. This gave the three quite a relief before Momoi hit Aomine right in the head.

The tanned boy resisted the urge to shout in pain and gave a glare towards Momoi. "Are you stupid? Not only did you see him sleeping, you also tinkered on his phone!" Momoi reprimanded the ace who seems to have finally realized what he did.

"A prolonging of your suffering." Another voice scared the hell out of the three. Soon they noticed that three heads are now four. "Midorimacchi…" Kise addressed. The newcomer bravely went up near their captain, took out his own phone and click.

This forced Aomine to drag the bespectacled guy away from the sleeping devil. "What the hell are you doing?" He almost shouted, almost. Kise and Momoi had the same question in their minds.

"Taking a picture." Everyone wanted to hit Midorima. Of course they knew as much. "And why?"

Midorima took a few seconds of silence before answering. "You never know when it'll come in handy. Oha-Asa horoscope says to take advantage of everything today. By the way, today's lucky item is a stuffed penguin." They don't even know what to say to that.

"But won't Aka-chin hate us for that picture?" For the third time of the day, they were scared out of their wits with another sudden appearance. This time around, Momoi wasn't able to refrain from making a squealing sound. Good thing it didn't affect their captain.

"Murasakibara…" Aomine trailed off. One problem after another.

"As long as he doesn't know." Midorima replied with a deadpan expression to the purple-haired giant's accusation. They were forgetting that rarely does it happen for Akashi to not know things. Murasakibara nodded and took his phone out as well, and another click.

They didn't notice the arrival of a certain light blue-haired individual who just stared at his teammates for a few good seconds before starting out his warm-ups.

"Can you stop that?" The ace felt like going insane right now. "But it's not fair that Mido-chin only got his sleeping picture." The giant reasoned out, even Kise and Momoi flinched in their places. It would seem everyone wants one picture. Honestly, even Aomine wanted one, for blackmailing purposes if he would actually dare.

Kise finally dared to say. "Guys, you do know that Akashicchi's wrath is a collective one right?" Well, whether collective or not, they were all dead. After all, just seeing them grouped together like this would already raise suspicions. It would definitely rain blood today.

So they continued to argue and talk through whispers. Aomine was set on stopping the picture-taking, he definitely didn't want to face their captain by now. Kise was preventing Murasakibara from eating his snacks, which would definitely create so much noise while Momoi wished deep inside that Midorima stops talking about all his horoscope stuffs.

It was near five, and most of the first-strings should be arriving soon when Kuroko decided to interrupt the suspiciously crouching five and spoke.

"Shouldn't everyone be warming up by now?" He asked, and his voice sent most of them in bated breath.

"Tetsu!" Aomine forgot to keep his voice down.

"Kurokocchi!" And so did Kise.

"Tetsu-kun!" There was more of a fangirl squeal with Momoi though.

"Kuro-chin." As usual, there wasn't much of an ounce of liveliness in Murasakibara.

"Kuroko." Midorima sounded surprised but only for a bit.

"When did you get here?" He inquired since that was the only thing he thought would have made sense, especially if the rest haven't collected their thoughts yet.

"Awhile ago." Kuroko replied then he noticed that Akashi was sleeping in the bench. He approached the redhead and the rest were sweating buckets, trying to stop Kuroko from waking the slumbering devil. The sixth man pretty much ignored all of them and repeatedly poked, as in poke, Akashi's cheek.

Akashi's eyes slowly opened their lids, revealing two mismatched drowsy orbs. Everyone felt the hell froze over by then.

"Tetsuya?" Though the rest (except Kuroko) were hoping for a hint of annoyance or something to terrify them in the redhead's voice, they heard none. Kuroko, after being addressed nodded to his captain.

"It's almost five, Akashi-kun." The sixth man resumed to poking Akashi's cheek once again, liking the feeling of the contact. Akashi simply gave him a blank stare. "I swear I didn't hear my alarm." He commented, still a bit out of it. Aomine felt shivers in his spine as he saw the redhead look at the phone and saw that it was off.

"It's off," Suspicion is now laced in Akashi's voice which was scaring the hell out of the five. "You never do that. Did someone turn it off?" Kuroko helpfully (or unhelpfully for the Generation of Miracles) added as he fixed Akashi's hair into place. Though apathetic as his expression must be, Kuroko was actually enjoying the switch in roles between him and Akashi. Normally, he would be the one waking up at Akashi's voice, and it would be the redhead to fix his bed-hair for him. Now it's the reverse.

Akashi, still too sleepy to register much in his head just let Kuroko do what the boy wanted. The rest of the Generation of Miracles were feeling a bit jealous of the scene, but they weren't sure if they're jealous of the unusual treatment Kuroko is giving their captain or the way Akashi is letting their sixth man do whatever he wanted without getting angry.

The captain, finally gaining more of his profound and innate personality, let his gaze wander around and found the rest of his team and their manager. And of course, when their eyes met the devil's mismatched ones, it was a real struggle not to run away.

"Good morning Daiki," Aomine felt the temperature dropped a few degrees.

"Ryouta," Kise felt the shivers in his spine.

"Shintaro," Midorima could feel cold sweat forming in his temple.

"Atsushi," Murasakibara decided to eat his snack anyway.

"And also Momoi-san." Momoi found herself trembling at the stare.

Akashi didn't have to say the next words; they all knew what his stare meant: Who was messing with my phone?

Kise elbowed Aomine, which in fact, an action that their captain noticed. "Daiki, perhaps you know something?" His tone indicated that he was asking Aomine to fess up. Triple the tanned guy's training if he confessed, triple the whole team's if not.

"Do you mind that they saw you sleeping?" Kuroko beat Aomine from speaking faster. Everyone wondered why the boy used 'they' instead of 'we.'

"Huh?" Akashi gave the invisible man an inquisitive stare with the sudden change of topic. "I don't really mind you seeing everything Tetsuya." And they further got confused with Akashi's answer. Kuroko specifically used 'they' but Akashi referred back to Kuroko. So does that mean that he doesn't mind if it's the sixth man but if it was them it's not? Besides what does 'everything' entail in the captain's words?

And as if ignoring the inconsistency of each other's statement, Kuroko continued. "Then how about pictures?"

Akashi raised a brow at that, his smirk wiped off his face. "Pictures?" He asked, but his tone was dangerously low. Scissors came out of nowhere and into their captain's hands; Midorima and the others thought that they would rather break their phones and delete every evidence than be found out now. "What do you mean by pictures, Tetsuya?" The redhead repeated but his eyes were not on Kuroko but on the other five who now fear for their lives.

Sensing, or maybe not, the distress signal his comrades were giving, Kuroko decided to subdue Akashi's wrath. "Let's eat breakfast, Akashi-kun." Again, another sudden change of topic. "I didn't get to eat this morning." He continued like normal. "You probably haven't eaten as well if you just woke up." Kuroko took Akashi hand and pulled it softly towards himself. Begrudgingly, Akashi stood from his place. No one could resist an invitation from Kuroko Tetsuya, at least not the Generation of Miracles. Kise was pouting mentally, he haven't been invited by Kuroko, not even once.

Kuroko was the first one to leave the gym but then Akashi stopped by the doorway. "Don't think this is over." He announced before going after the paler boy.

The rest of the Generation of Miracles found themselves getting tired, even before practice. And the real deal is yet to come! Everyone released a breath of sigh, suddenly praying for their lives.

Luckily for them, when Kuroko and Akashi came back, their captain's mood seemed to have improved. Improved is actually underestimating it, Akashi was suddenly in his best mood. What happened will forever be a mystery but the Generation of Miracles could only be thankful their sixth man for saving them in the very close call from their captain.

End Rant: This fic felt weird. Haha, see? I fail at humor/crack. Are you wondering what Kuroko did to lift Akashi's mood? Of course, Kuroko has perfected his uke-skills to tame any sort of seme! xD I… I didn't just say that. –laughs-