Chapter One: Sluts, Sex, and Self-Destruction

Summary: Everyone is scared of the legendary delinquent duo, Kuroko and Kagami, the boys who only care about two things: each other, and partying.

The night sky was dark and desolate above high buildings and rundown gang members. Tokyo was lit up below, drunk men and whoring women laughing loudly at nothing as they finished up their dirty deeds of the night.

A lone man broke away from his group of gurgling companions, waving like a lunatic before hobbling into an alley. Apparently, he was 'taking a piss', as he told his friends. The man let out a hiccup as his hands fumbled with the zipper to his trousers.

He finished up quickly, not liking the silence of the alley, before turning and making his way back to the bar door to call a cab or hit on some poor woman. As soon as he turned around, he ran into a wall, cursing angrily.

The wall... started moving! That was no wall. That was a person- a HUGE person.

Kagami Taiga stood before the drunkard with a sour expression on his face. The teen hated how horrible the man smelled, but dismissed it as soon as he saw a wallet peaking out of his pocket. Kagami smirked at his next victim.

"H-hey!" the man stuttered. "Watch i-it... w-will ya-a?!"

Immediately, the beast within Kagami broke loose. He grabbed the man's collar and hoisted him up to eye-level. The drunk yelped and kicked at the air beneath him, but Kagami only smirked.

"Do I look like the type of person who will take shit from a drunk fuck like you?!"

The man yelled. "Help me! S-somebody help!"

"Hahaha!" Kagami laughed at the sky. His eyes narrowed at the quivering man before he slammed him into the wall. "Doesn't sound like anybody's gonna help ya, buddy. Now, you have two options. Give over your wallet and get the living shit beat out of you, or I take your wallet, and kick the living shit out of you anyway."

The man gulped. "P-please! I have a family."

"DID I SAY I WAS GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!?" Kagami screamed.

At the rise of the teen's voice, the man drunkenly sobbed and yelled for someone to help him. Kagami felt his temper rise.

"You piece of shit! Did I say you could fucking cry!? You're fucking pathetic!" In a fit of rage, Kagami threw the man to the ground and kicked his heel into the man's face. A sickening crunch sounded in the alley, followed by silence.

"Hey!" Kagami said, kicking the man's limp body. A snore came from the poor guy, and the teen sighed at the sky.

"You fucking passed out? And the fun was just getting started." He sighed again, reaching down to grab the drunk's wallet before placing his hands in his pockets.

"If you had wanted more time with him, you shouldn't have kicked his face in the zone, Aniki."

Kagami yelped and jumped at the sudden appearance of his foster brother, Tetsuya, who had probably been there the whole time.

"When the hell did you get here!?" Kagami yelled, straightening up. "I thought you were going to a party with Teppei."

Kuroko stepped out of the shadows, coming to stand by his brother. His cold blue eyes would've made anyone else flinch, but Kagami couldn't possibly be scared of his little brother and most loyal companion.

"Kiyoshi post-poned the start of the party for you, Taiga-kun. He knows how much you love a good raver."

The taller teen smirked and put a hand on top of Kuroko's head. "And he sent you to come get me, huh? He should know I go out mugging pissed-out-of-their-minds people."

"Yes, I told him. But he insisted that you attend his party. He claims there will be a supply of... his exact words were: ready-to-sweat beauties."

Kagami smiled- a real smile- as Kuroko's emotionless face before putting an arm around the younger's shoulders and leading them away. The two walked down the alley nonchalantly, leaving the bleeding man behind them.

Kagami offered a smirk to his brother. "Then I guess we can't keep him waiting, huh?"

Kuroko, possibly the most stoic boy ever to live, flashed a playful smirk and continued down the alley with his brother- the only person he truly cared about.

The Kiyoshi household was alive with lights and loud music as sweaty bodies mingled together. Whoever wasn't dancing was off to the side, either drinking or talking to their next lay of the night. Kiyoshi Teppei was one of the few people of down-town Tokyo to have a steady-paying job. And he used every last cent of his paycheck to throw a party at least once a week.

As the delinquent duo made their way towards the house, Kagami and Kuroko became more excited. The two teenagers were known to love very little in the world besides each other. Partying, drinking, and having sex were the only things besides themselves that the two actually cared about.

As soon as the door opened, the two boys were accosted by their friends- the few people they actually tolerated in the world.

"What took you so long!?" Junpey Hyuga, a friend, demanded, crossing his arms at the duo. Kagami took a step forward to attack, but Kuroko held him back.

"Taiga-kun got us some money, for more beer," Kuroko offered with a straight face.

Kagami bristled and faced his brother. "Tetsuya-kun! I stole that money fair and squ-"

"Stole?" they heard. The brother turned to see Shinji Koganei with his hands over his face dramatically. "You stole from some poor person on the side of the rode!?"

"Actually," Kagami smirked. "He was drunk and-"

"DRUNK!? You took advantage of a drunk!?"

"Hey! Wait a sec-"

"He could've had kids! A wife!"

The tall teen scratched his chin. "He did mention a family."

"A FAMILY!? YOU STOLE FROM A FAMILY MAN!?"

Kagami nodded, sending Koganei into a fit.

"Oh, who cares?" Shun Izuki said from the sidelines, coming to stand by Kuroko. "As long as we have some beer-money, who gives a shit where it came from?"

"Agreed," Hyuga put in.

"But, guys!" Koga whined. He turned to his right, and out popped Rinnosuke Mitobe, a silent man with a kind heart. "Rin-chan!? Don't you see my point!?"

Mitobe nodded with a concerned expression, which Kagami scoffed to. Kuroko placed a reassuring hand on Mitobe's arm. "It's alright. Taiga didn't kill the man."

"Hey!?" Kiyoshi yelled from the living room. He walked over with several girls hanging off of his arms. They giggled and wrestled with each other for a spot next to Kiyoshi's chest, but he ignored them.

"Kuroko, Kagami!? What took you so long!?"

The teal-haired teenager greeted Kiyoshi. "Taiga was caught up in his mug. It took quite a while, he was in the zone."

The rest stared at Kuroko. "The ZONE!?"

The Zone refers to a place Kagami goes when he is truly angry and enraged. It can be brought on by anyone defying or arguing with him and he can be brought out of it by either defeating his opponents or Kuroko.

"Ah, the bastard deserved it, I bet," Kiyoshi smirked. "Now, come in here and party!"

Nobody argued with that, the previous incident forgotten.

Kuroko and Kagami danced to the music, grinding up against sweaty partners who demanded their attention. But, what will surprise the reader, is that their partners were both boys.

It was a common fact that the delinquent duo was made up of two homosexuals. But Kuroko was an uke (japanese term to describe the bottom/submissibe position) while his brother was a seme (opposite of uke).

Kagami had grabbed himself a tiny teenager eager to expirience life in the fast lane. He ran his mouth while they danced, but Kagami distracted himself by grinding and rubbing against the teen, dominating his partner into a silent dance.

He checked quickly to see if Kuroko was alright, and smirked at the sight of Kuroko swaying to the music, surrounded by horny men.

Kuroko, though completely emotionless, was, in fact, popular with both men and women. His perfectly innocent features but sinfully decieving body were a deadly combination to anybody who saw him. Whereas Kagami was attractive only because of his bad-boy charisma.

Kuroko took a swig of vodka and allowed the many men around him to grab at his body. He loved the way they fawned over him in every way possible, and cast heated looks at his victims before jumping from male to male, grinding and rubbing all over them.

He was a sight of pure, sensual perfection.

Kagami smirked at his brother once more before returning his attention to the boy in front of him, who was already hot and bothered over being possessed by such a guy like the legendary Tiger of Tokyo.

"Let's take this upstairs, shall we?" Kagami asked, leaning deep towards the boys ear and licking the lobe before sending a thrust into his tight ass. The small teenager could feel Kagami's hard on through their pants.

"Y-yes," he stuttered.

The older teen laughed and picked the boy up like a child, charging for the stairs. He stopped momentarily when he saw Kuroko being led up by- not two but three- men. His blood boiled before he saw that Kuroko was still slightly sober.

It made him sad that Kuroko let himself be abused by these people he didn't know, but understood perfectly the need to feel... something... anything.

As he dragged the all-too eager boy up the stairs, he stopped and saw Kuroko do the same from across the hall. The brothers locked eyes, sending a somewhat personal message telepathically.

I'm fine, Taiga, his brother said to him.

Those steely blue eyes promised something Kagami knew Kuroko didn't beleive. He wasn't fine, and neither was Taiga. Both boys knew in their hearts that, even if for a second, the sex made them feel something. And if sex was the only thing that could make them feel something- even pain- then they were sad and pathetic.

They were a broken set of brothers, lost in a haze of sluts, sex, and self-destruction.

Hello All My Lovely Readers!

Chapter One Is Up! And There's More To Come!

Author's Note: Up Next!

A Dive Into Kagami and Kuroko's Past.

And The Generation of Miracles!

To Be Continued...