A/N: Hello, all! Ok, so the whole time I'm watching KnB, I'm thinking, "Wow...they really should be pop stars [in reference to the GoM]". So then I thought, "Meh, why not?" and wrote this...whatever it is. Let me just be up front about this: this is the first story I wrote that is completely up-in-the-air and for fun. Meaning, I wrote whatever crap came to my mind or didn't come to my mind, haven't beta-ed it, and don't really care if it makes a beautiful piece or whatnot.

My Muse is just telling me to take this and run! This is very different from my other stories because I always spend at least four or five thorough times going through each chapter for my other stories. And I always have quite a few chapters written before I start posting. This...just drabbles. We'll see where it goes!

This'll be in drabbles. Therefore, updates will be sporadic if ever (kidding, I do have a few scenes written).

Hope you guys will enjoy regardless of the crazy way this story was born!

DISCLAIMER: Fan-fiction means fan-written means written by fan means FAN not AUTHOR and thus don't own. No profits are made, no real life person's reputation was damaged. No sue-ability. Please.

WARNINGS: Crack, crack! And more crack-a-la-omelette style. Ok seriously though, rated T for bad language. *Rating may change in future chapters.

Track 01: In Which Kuroko Introduces His Demise

If someone walked up to him one day and asked him if he was crazy, his answer would be a definite, firm, loud and resounding 'yes'. Well, perhaps not so much loud and resounding, given that his voice carries about as well as a fish walks on land (i.e. not at all). And to be honest, firm is something he is not—assertion was never his strong point, although sometimes bluntness plus timing manages to achieve a similar effect. Nothing in the world was ever definite really—what if a meteor suddenly crashed into the earth? Things would most definitely change.

But actually, the most convincing argument that this scenario would never ever happen was the fact that no one would ever walk up to him to do anything. Because no one ever notices him. Because no one even knew who he was. Well, no one in the normal—sane—world, that is. The people who do know him and see him and talk to him and bug him and cry to him and serenade dramatically at one in the morning to him are completely, irrevocably and hopelessly insane. And people who are insane do not go around asking others if they're insane. They just pat you on the back with a gleeful smile and say 'Welcome to the family'.

That is, after all, the first thing he heard the day he realized he was insane.

It was the day he somehow became the first (and only permanent) crew member for the newly formed and soon-to-be internationally renowned singing group, Kiseki-GENERATION.

Here's how it happened in a nutshell:

Akashi.

...

Well, he supposes he should elaborate more than that.

Akashi Seijuuro was his cousin's at-the-time boyfriend's younger brother's bully.

In his own defense, Akashi claims it was all a huge misunderstanding. He never bullied the kid; he only held up a pair of scissors and clicked them a few times while making 'I'll kill you' gestures and staring him down menacingly...every Tuesday.

But really, it wasn't bullying.

Anyways, so the kid's American football player of a brother—Kuroko's cousin's at-the-time boyfriend—decided to go knock Akashi down and around a bit, to show him up and warn him off, but ended up getting the crap beaten out of him instead along with a new and not-so-appealing hairstyle—courtesy of Akashi and his scissors. After that, his cousin (a pink-haired busty and chirpy girl named Momoi Satsuki and who had a thing for powerful guys—hence why she had started dating her at-the-time boyfriend) dumped him for Akashi. Well, she did dump him for Akashi, but Akashi never really gave a shit about her and never agreed to become her friend let alone boyfriend. Not that it discouraged Momoi any bit.

But that's how Kuroko met Akashi—on one of her 'I want to stalk Akashi-kun but not make it look purposeful and that's why you're here' escapades.

Now, Momoi Satsuki stood out about as much as Kuroko managed to stay invisible (her F-cup bra size stood out the most). So when the pair 'accidentally' stumbled into Akashi while he was on his way back from the convenience store and the first person he addressed was Kuroko and not Momoi (with a very dark 'who the hell are you?'), an odd friendship was formed.

Well, they called it a friendship.

In any case, somehow after a couple of months, Akashi ended up becoming Kuroko's roommate. The light-haired boy had been living by himself for a while. His dad worked overseas while his mom traveled often. The condo was practically his, and he was sure his parents wouldn't have minded a few extra thousand yen a month. So he figured there could be no harm in taking on a roommate.

They were 'friends', but rarely talked. Mostly, their conversations consisted of Akashi's senseless mumbling and Kuroko's monosyllabic replies. Their interactions occurred mostly on the battlefield of 'Sengoku Basara', the game.

Kuroko always figured that the redhead was one of those rebellious high school students who spent more time wandering the streets rather than being studious and would eventually become society trash. He never really sought much into the matter. It wasn't that he was heartless. It was just that...well. Akashi-kun would be Akashi-kun, regardless.

It wasn't until Akashi brought it up one day that he learned that not only had other boy already graduated high school early and at the top of his class—Akashi was a couple of years older than Kuroko, who was a second year in high school—the 19-year-old was the inheritor of a big business firm and quite successful at what he did and what he would've done had he continued and actually taken up the mantle of CEO.

But if there was one part Kuroko got right, it was rebellious. Akashi Seijuuro, while intelligent and ingenious at business-play, had zero interest in continuing his father's regime. What he loved was music—and scissors—and hence, moved out as soon as he found an available place. He grabbed his important belongings, transferred all his savings into a new account—he knew his father kept tabs on his current one—and cut ties with the old man. Quite literally. There was a dark crimson tie with subtle silver streaks running down it diagonally that his father loved to make him wear to business events and formals. And so nothing had pleased Akashi more than the look of horror on his father's face when he took his favorite scissors, set them to his father's favorite tie and cut it right up.

And then he ended up in Kuroko's spare bedroom.

A few more months into their new living arrangement, Kuroko learned that Akashi was the leader of a band. Apparently it was a small one that hadn't even seen any sort of venue. When the curious boy asked his roommate why the latter never told him or invited him to see them play, Akashi let out a laugh and said that there was no point in performing for an audience now. Only when they were perfect, only when being number one was absolute, would they let others hear. Kuroko had simply blinked and chalked it up to Akashi's slight insanity.

The first time he met the band, 'Kiseki GENERATION' as they'd dubbed themselves, it was after they got signed. Kuroko has no idea how it happened. For one, none of the members had ever stepped foot onto any venue platform and so Kuroko just assumed they were one of those 'garage-bands' as they were known in America. They hadn't even performed for any sort of audience whatsoever, if what Akashi said was true.

But they got signed. Somehow, Akashi convinced—probably threatened—one of the recruiters to listen to a recording, and the man apparently agreed instantly.

So the first time he met the band was after they got signed. And somehow that day, he got caught up helping them out.

And that had been the end of his normal existence.

On that day, by some unfortunate alignment of the cosmos, he had become the first unofficial crew member.

'Welcome to the family, Kurokocchi!'

Indeed.

~End of Track 01

End Notes: Well there you go! Hope you enjoyed the first installment! Or not. Hmm...I would love your inputs either ways! And like I said, this is unbeta-ed. So please, any mistakes = please point out for me! Thanks!

Until next time!

Next Track: In Which Three Fans Make Two Mistakes Concerning One Favorite Crew Member