Elements of Design

Chapter 2

Planning Designs

Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroko No Basket. See chapter 1 for the full disclaimer. Thank you for your time.

The phone rang.

"Akashi-kun, please get the phone." The blue haired man asked as he was adding the finishing touches to his crystallized dress. Akashi rolled his eyes and reached over his desk, getting the noisy phone. He cleared his throat. "This is Akashi Seijuro speaking."

There was a pause before someone spoke. "Hello Akashi-san. This is Nijimura."

Kuroko tilted his head and mouthed, 'Who is it?' Akashi looked at him and replied, 'Boss.' Kuroko understood and continued working. "Nice to hear from you Nijimura-san, you don't often call now a days. Is something wrong?"

There was a laugh. "Same old Akashi, huh. No, there's nothing wrong. There was an offer we couldn't refuse so we're letting you guys handle it. It won't be so hard, just another charity fashion show. But we're competing against Meiko. Can you handle it? The show's at the end of next month."

Akashi sighed. Meiko had a good reputation themselves, having famous regular customers. But they were still starting out, so Akashi believed that they had a good chance of winning. "Sure, I don't believe we have anything important…" Akashi took out his schedule and flipped to the end of next month. Sure enough, nothing major was happening. But there was one event that caught his eye. "Ah, KURO was planning on releasing his new collection that day, but I'm sure he can hold it off." Akashi glanced at Kuroko. He earned a nod. "He agreed to delay it. So what are the categories?" Akashi took out a pen.

Nijimura hummed. "Well let's see… We have traditional, swimsuit, formal, evening gown…. And wedding? That's pretty uncommon…" There were flipping noises before Nijimura answered. "Ah, it says here, 'Special Guest of Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt!' So that explains it. Must be looking for good designers for their wedding. When do you think they'll tie the knot?"

Akashi shook his head. "They have been engaged for a while now. Maybe this year. If we're lucky, KURO could design her gown. It'd bring major popularity to Teiko, not like we're so popular already. But I don't believe we have anyone to cover swimsuit. Daiki or Ryouta maybe, but they're not experts." Akashi jotted down some note.

"I'm sure one of them can do it. Aomine sure would like to. Make sure he doesn't do something indecent." Nijimura groaned. The perverted designer had his ways, he was sure. "Is there a theme?" Akashi asked before the other could hang up.

"The theme is, 'Express Yourself'. I'm sure you'll so fine." The call ended. Akashi sighed. Kuroko looked over. "So what did Nijimura-san want?" Akashi tossed him his notes and the other quickly read them.

"Meiko? My friend works there…" Kuroko recalled the familiar name. Akashi raised his eyebrows. "And he knows you're… KURO?" Kuroko shook his head no. The other sighed in relief. "Would you tell the others about the offer? I don't want them making a mess up here…" Kuroko picked up the phone and dialed the number he knew all too well. "Ah, Aomine-kun. We have a show to do. Would you tell the others that…?"

~..**..~

"Eh? Why does Aominecchi and I have to work together?!" Kise pouted as Aomine told them the news. The others shrugged and got work. "Aren't you guys going to agree with me? I thought you cared!" Midorima ignored the loud blonde and started sketching out his suit. Kuroko had told him to make a female suit instead of male. Sketching out they woman's body, he started to draw the suit. Murasakibara groaned. "If Ki-chin isn't working with us, then it's okay. At least you won't bother us." Midorima had to agree that, that was the truest thing Murasakibara had said all day. Aomine moaned. "Why am I suffering?"

Aomine stood up and made his way to his desk, Kise following him. "So what do I do Aominecchi?" Kise asked with a serious tone. "Just sit and watch." Aomine drew the outline of the body, and made it a bit too busy for Kise's liking. "Aominecchi, that's not decent at all! Not all females are D cups!" Kise took the paper from Aomine, earning a yell as well, and redrew the body. A simple and cartoonish body was drawn, the exact opposite of Aomine's busty and life-like structure.

"She's too flat chested!" Aomine yelled, earning a glare from the other three. Kise groaned. "An average woman has at least a C cup! If you were to walk outside, you wouldn't see a bunch of D cups! How is a person going to wear it if it's too big?!" The blonde threw the paper in Aomine's face.

"If you guys don't be quiet, Akashi's going to come down." Midorima said from the other side of the room. "And Kuro-chin's going to make you guys buy him milkshakes, for at least a week…" Murasakibara whispered as he recalled his bad memory with Kuroko.

The two instantly paled and got to work. They worked much better, with threats hanging around them at least. Kise pointed one thing out, and Aomine fixed it if it seemed reasonable. There was finally peace on the ninth floor. Until a tuft of blue hair appeared. "Hello?" There were loud screams, and there was no more peace on that floor.

"Tetsu! Stop that!" Aomine said as he calmed down. "You almost ripped my paper!" And my soul, he said silently. Kuroko bowed apologetically. "So what's up? You never come down here anymore; you've always preferred the top floor."

Kuroko pouted. "I do not only stay on the top floor Aomine-kun. You make me sound like a shut in. Plus, I've been calling your name for a few minutes now." Kise snickered, Aomine grumbled. "Akashi-kun asked me, to ask you how you were doing with your designs. He knows you two don't get along well, but I believe he just wants you to suffer." Kuroko finished his sentence blankly; the others looked at him in awe.

So blunt!

"Uh yeah, Kise and I are working pretty well…" Aomine shrugs and looks over to the others. "Oi, what about you guys?" The group turns and announces the progress.

"I'm almost done with my final design. A few mistakes will have to fix but other than that, I'm progressing well enough." Midorima pushed up his glasses.

Murasakibara asks innocently, "Eh, I could be eating, but I decided to follow orders instead… I'm almost done… So can I have a snack?" Kuroko nods. "Yay! Tell Aka-chin thank you!" The giant goes back to his work.

"Then I presume everyone is doing fine?" Everyone nodded. Kuroko smiles and returns back to the top floor. The others released a sigh. Aomine's phone rings and the man excuses himself.

'Be sure to lock up early, the building has renovations tonight! –Momoi'

~..**..~

Aomine and Midorima made their way to Teiko Fashion, their agency. Sadly, they both somehow ran out of gas for their car and had to take the bus. It was merely coincidence that they got onto the same bus. People crowded around them, asking for autographs. Some of them had somehow prepared gifts for both of them. The kindly accepted all of them and the crowd soon dispersed, leaving them alone. They pretended not to know each other the rest of the way.

They paid their fare and got off the bus. Aomine and Midorima walked side by side the rest of the way in silence; Aomine lazily reading a pornographic magazine in disguise and Midorima quietly listening to classical music. The duo turned the corner, and was surprised by their surroundings. Police cars were surrounding the building, while many designers outside that held their files close to their chest. The police were patrolling and there were a few detectives inside the building. But there was a group of designers that clearly had the crowd's attention. Aomine and Midorima slowly made their way over and peered over the crowd, only to see some police officers and Murasakibara trying to hold them all back. There were many camera flashes and yells. Kise and Akashi stand their blocking something… or someone.

Aomine and Midorima tried to get closer, and the crowd parted, only to surround them. Questions were thrown at them and cameras flashed. But there were still a few trying to get closer to that someone. Aomine reached out and held some back as Midorima attempted to get closer. Akashi glared at all of them while Kise tried to get the crowd to move away. Everyone knew what would happen if they saw what was behind the blonde and red head.

KURO would be found out.

More police officers surrounded them, and attempted to get the paparazzi away. They cleared an area and used that to get KURO away. The man had a black sweater over his head as the police led him into the police car.

The Miracles, one by one, flocked into a separate police car. The paparazzi slowly calmed down and dispersed away from the area. In the car,Aomine and Midorima looked over to the others. Slightly confused, Midorima decided to break the silence. "What happened?"

The others answer almost simultaneously, "There was a break in."

AN: GRKENHFOUIEFW IM SORRY. I put this chapter off until Kuro-chin's birthday ;A; / BUT I FINISHED IT SO THERE YOU GO. Like some of you say, It's really hard putting a problem into a designer AU!, so I decided to do this... IM SORRY TO DISSAPOINT. But,there'll be lots of arcs in this story, so it's not just one problem... BUT THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY SHORT I'M SO SORRY.*cries* So hopefully, you liked this chapter, and thank you to everyone who has supported this fanfic *huggles~* Again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY KUROKO-KUN!~