Summary: AU. The Generation of Miracles was a new group created by Teikou in the underground world. New and fresh, they were underestimated and never got along with each other. It was all chaos for them, until they meet an enigmatic person—Kuroko Tetsuya.

WARNING(s): OoC-ness, grammar/spelling errors(literature is not my forte), OCs (but they are extras), swearing (by yours truly, Ahomine and Bakagami)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke.

Note(s): When Riko said they will put an end to the Underground world, they are like officers. And when there's crime, there's officers. So that's why I put crime. But I am having second thoughts about that genre.

Chapter Four

"Eh? What rumor?" Kise asked, confused and a bit interested. He tilted his blonde head to the side cutely, making the fans gush and coo about how cute Kise was. Aomine could just barf up his breakfast at their actions. And Aomine eats /a lot/ during his breakfast.

Kise's fans looked warily to each other, mentally questioning if they should tell their idol about the disastrous rumor that had been looming around Kuroko. Aomine definitely saw this, he was awfully perceptive for an idiot, and frowned with distaste. He waited patiently, or as patiently an idiot would wait, before finally snapping.

"Just fuckin' tell us already!" Aomine doesn't sweet talk to just anybody. Apparently, that girl will have the greatest fright of her life when looking at Aomine's glaring face. Well, Kuroko is scarier, so second greatest fright of her life.

"T-The rumor about Kuroko-san k-killing his brother..."

"Is he out yet?"

"No, Nijimura-sama. Please wait a little longer."

"Okay."

"Oh~! We haven't introduced ourselves right? I am Takao Kazunari at your service!" an energetic and bubbly teenager exclaimed out as his dark, black hair shaded his silvery blue eyes. His eyes seem to darken as he said his next, shivering words. "I can't wait to beat you..."

Akashi dangerously narrowed his eyes, not happy about being underestimated by some overly excited puppy. It sickened him as the boy, naming himself Kazunari, was just like Kise. And Akashi loathes people like them.

"Don't be arrogant, Takao-kun. Sorry about him," a black haired teenager said politely. His kind and serene smile decorated his face. He truly represented the Prince Charming a princess would love. He was not to be underestimated as his eyes showed a never ending fire that blossomed in there. "I'm Himuro Tatsuya."

"Kasamatsu Yukio," a teen with spiky black eyes said as his steel blue eyes looked serious and cross. His thick, black eyebrows were furrowed as if he was contemplating of something. But if you look closer, his eyes were flaming with much power.

Akashi smirked, but nobody saw his mocking smirk that adorned his face. 'All they have is their willpower...'

"Ah, I'm-" Midorima started to say, but Takao quickly, but somewhat rudely, interrupted.

"We know who you guys are! Teikou's new group scouted personally by the oh so great Nijimura Shuzo!" Takao smiled brightly as he obviously stared at Midorima, eyes sparkling and gleaming greatly. "I've always wanted to meet you Shin-chan!"

"Y-Yeah..." Midorima looked weirdly at the sparkling person as he studied him, not finding any spectacular features of the male besides his abilities to annoy another. Aside from that, he couldn't find any details about him that made him a part of this business. "N-Not that like I care!"

"Ah! Shin-chan's a tsundere!" Takao laughed exuberantly as he stared at the stuttering male.

"Takao! Be respectful!" Kasamatsu ordered as he ignored the urge to 'playfully' bully the overactive male. He has an unhealthy obsession into beating childish males it seems. It might be a coverup for his sexuality also. Maybe.

Takao pouted as he mumbled an incoherent apology, still looking at his idol with loving eyes full of admiration. Though, he admired Kasamatsu more as he once read about him in the magazine once.

"We only came here to observe them," Kasamatsu said as he gave the other two a pointed look, telling them not to engage into any unfavorable brawls. "We need to go back, or captain will be unpleased."

Himuro didn't say any agreements or even disagreements, being the calm and serene prince he was, while Takao muttered a protest, wanting to embarrass his fellow green haired male further.

"I hope next time we will be able to not only talk but also to test each other's skills," Himuro said as he and his other teammates fled back to their own high school.

After school, Kise followed Aomine like a lost puppy as they walked together. They were whispering, or tried to, about the grim rumors floating around the quiet, ghostly male. They were intrigued that a person could hold so little presence and hide from mankind.

"Well, I think Kuroko is like that. I bet that fucker fuckin' scared his shitty brother to death," Aomine said, still not over about the incident where Kuroko almost spooked him to death.

"Aomine-cchi!" Kise looked highly uncomfortable for saying such an insensitive comment. "Don't say that! But doesn't that name ring a bell? Kuroko Tetsuya."

Aomine just grumbled out a response as he bumped into a shorter brunette. The brunette, being awfully scared by Aomine tall figure and infamous scowl, was shaking with terror as he repeatedly apologized.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he apologized over and over as he bowed multiple times. Both Kise and Aomine looked at him weirdly as they stared at the bowing figure.

"U-Uh... It's alright," Aomine said as the boy looked up and smiled, although still terrified. He quickly left, as if he was running for his life.

Kise's ringtone set off as he reached for it in his pockets. He unlocked his new model of his phone as he read the recent text from someone. He smiled happily as he shoved his phone right into the tanned male's face.

"Nijimura-cchi's butler told us to go to Nijimura-cchi's office! There will be our first mission information on his desk!" Kise almost yelled gleefully as he posed with different battle stances. Aomine nodded as he walked after the running blonde, who was too mirthful and eager to stroll to the back of Teikou.

Aomine noticed something weird and yelled after Kise,"How do you know that fucker's butler's phone number?! And you guys text?!"

Kise looked back at Aomine with a countenance full of pity. "I know everyone's phone numbers. Because I'm lovable!"

Aomine just scoffed at that.

"Nijimura-sama, I saw the door opening." The butler looked baffled by not being able to see the sky blue haired male as he squinted to see if the door didn't magically open by itself.

"Do you think that's Kuroko?"

"Must be. His parents just left a business trip this morning."

"Okay. Let's go." His butler nodded as they quickly scurried after the emotionless male.

All of the Generation of Miracles gathered at Nijimura's empty office, each acting like it was their own room instead of it being a superior's. Akashi sat at Nijimura's rotatable chair as he inspected the documents on his desk. He read it aloud, so his clueless teammates will know of their alerted and new mission.

"Yamato Shoichi. Male. Age forty. Height of 178 cm. Overweight, weighing 143 kg, and has a distinct tattoo of an eagle eating a snake," Akashi read off from the paper with broken sentences. "Brunette with a mole near his chin. Greasy and curly hair. Brown eyes but often hidden behind his rather large sunglasses. Often dressed in red and black clothing and never leaves his bodyguard."

"Eh~~ What a fatso," Murasakibara mumbled as Midorima snorted at his comment. 'As if you can say that.'

"So why're we killing him?" Kise piped up, curious about what kind of revenge the person who sent it wanted.

"Shoichi," Akashi started to say as he already addressed the male with his given name, "cheated the victim, whose name was not given, out of his money. Shoichi also trashed his home and threatened him to kill his family if he couldn't give the given amount of money by the end of the month. He is known for paying others to do his dirty deeds."

Kise winced at that, sympathy written across his face. He started fiddling with his fingers as he listened to everyone else.

"So... How're we going to kill this fucker?" Aomine asked gruffly, not caring about why they're going to kill him but rather how.

"Kill him as ruthlessly as you please." Everybody's expressions changed as their inner evil surfaced. Each and every one of them grinned maliciously as they nodded, content with the method.

Nijimura and his butler ascended up Kuroko's stairs as quietly as they could. How they entered his house was a question for next time; it wasn't the main point. The main point was to persuade Kuroko to join the Generation of Miracles as an essential sixth member. That or Plan B.

As they reached the top of the stairs, they headed for his room. Luckily it was unlocked as they entered as quietly as they could. When they finally were fully inside, they were met with the sight of nothing. The window was opened as the curtains were dancing with the wind.

"Did he notice us?" Nijimura's butler asked, even more perplexed by Kuroko's observation skill.

"Yeah... He did." Nijimura and his butler spun around to find Kuroko at his wooden door as he locked it. "How did you guys enter my house?"

Nijimura smiled, trying to give off a harmless vibe, as he ignored that question. "Kuroko Tetsuya. I was wondering if my offer still stands."

Kagami and the rest of his gang reached a blue house that looked well kept and clean. It gave off a feeling of peace as hummingbirds were around the front yard. Kagami looked around, trying to find something obviously. When he noticed the black limousine parked outside of the house, his eyes widened with recognition as he growled menacingly. Unpleasant memories flashed through his mind as he tried to shake away those thoughts.

"Taiga! Please go!"

"PLEASE! Don't kill him! Kill us instead!"

He felt woozy as he tried to regain his balance by holding onto a nearby fence. The others didn't notice as they studied the house right before them.

"Leave him alone!"

"I'll love to have your limbs."

"TAIGA!"

"So you're Kagami Taiga?" (1)

Jumbled up recollection of that horrible day filled his aching head as he tried to push away all those thoughts of him. Nijimura Shuzo. That bastard.

"So he did know Nijimura after all," Hyuuga said as his glasses glinted from the sun. Kagami calmed down as his composure came back, but the angry feeling in his stomach didn't extinguish. It grew and grew as he stared at the seemingly harmless abode.

"So Hyuuga-senpai, since he knows that bastard, he can't join us!" Kagami once again tried to fruitlessly attempt to persuade his senpais to not to recruit Kuroko Tetsuya.

"No Kagami. The more he knows about that man, the more it benefits us," Riko protested, deflating Kagami's hope. "Let's go."

"Daiki will stay out here for lookout," Akashi said as he took action to be captain, much to the dislikes of the rest of the team. Too lazy to argue, they complied with his plans. "Ryouta and Atsushi will be the ones who will kill the target. Shintarou and I will be fending off the bodyguard. Failure is not an option."

"Hey! I want to kill that bastard!" Aomine protested, but one look at Akashi's death glare made him cower and whimper like a cornered herbivore. After this, there were no objections with his method. Objections were also not an option.

The group dispersed as they went separate ways, except Aomine, who lazily leaned back on the trunk of the cherry tree. Aomine debated to himself whether to doze off or do as Akashi ordered. He chose the latter because Akashi Seijuro was fucking scary when he wants to be.

He looked utterly bored as he stared at the worm on the dirt who tried to escape from his protections, a bad move since a bird leaped down and captured it. Aomine didn't pity it, since it was a dog eat dog world out there.

He noticed a familiar mop of light brown hair, pacing around uneasily as he clutched onto a bento box. Aomine remembered it was the delusional self-blamer, apologizing for an inevitable accident. Bored to no end, he decided to confront the self-blamer and see what's inside the mysterious box. He might scare the poor teenager though, with his big scowl and baggy eyes.

When Aomine appeared in front of the poor lad, the brunette shrieked. Shrieked. Dropping the box, which looked like a bento box now, he fainted. Aomine was left with an unconscious boy on the ground.

Damn. He was still bored.

Kise and Murasakibara were gliding through the hallways, bypassing the alerted guards. They paid no heed to them as their only mission was to assassinate Yamato. Side deaths were not allowed until the main goal was achieved.

They heard a ringing that was sounded throughout the whole mansion as Kise smiled happily. "Oh? That was quite fast! Maybe when our mission is over, we can celebrate our first successful mission!"

"Eh... I want..." Murasakibara was in his own dreamland as he thought of the many delicious foods he can devour. Flowers were appeared around him as imaginary images of the foods he loved were around him.

"Well... Serious Akashi-cchi will say that food will come after our mission! Hehe... Let's finish this quickly." Murasakibara nodded as they reached a large, mahogany door. There was a name plate imprinted onto the door, 'Yamato Shoichi'.

"Stop your useless attempts; I've already seen the outcome of this." Akashi stood over some kneeling guards, who were bleeding and crying in agony as Akashi crushed their fingers with his shoe. He scraped the blood off as he coolly looked away, bored with the spineless and deceased guards.

Midorima shivered as he saw how Akashi cruelly tortured the guards. He didn't stop him, since Akashi didn't get in his way. He shot another head off as it looked like it exploded, scaring the other guards.

"G-GAHH! Stop! STOP! No! PLEASE!" a guard yelled out, wanting to die already. His face was covered in blood as he felt like he was burning. Akashi took his time with killing the people, not caring if it took all night. The guard's fingers and toes were cut off as he bled and bled until he could bleed no more. He spurt out some blood as he tried to tear off his eyes with his fingerless hands. All that was left was a corpse, eyes wet with tears as his drool dribbled down his chin.

"Shintarou, we're done. For now, we have to wait for Ryouta and Atsushi." Midorima nodded as he weakly looked at the corpses Akashi had tortured. Despite his cruel method and slow, he still killed a lot. It was truly the work of a genius.

"Ah.. The art of torture," Akashi muttered to himself as he smirked evilly, his heterochromatic eyes glinting. He let his blood-covered fingers stain his face with the weakling's blood as his fingers trailed down his face, his smile still on his cruel face.

"Stop getting in my way, Murasakibara-cchi!"

"You got in my way Kise-chin! Useless..."

Both were skilled with fighting, but they had no sense of teamwork as they kept on accidentally bumping into each other. Yamato cackled, an ear screeching laughter, as he looked at the clumsy oafs.

"Get them already!" Yamato yelled as he was bored with their failure at cooperating. Not that he knows anything about it as he was eating chips peacefully behind muscled men.

Kise and Murasakibara easily dodged the men as they tried to go after the obesed man that was happily eating his chips. "Murasakibara-cchi! I can do this on my own! Please don't get in my way!"

"Ehh... But you're the one getting in my way."

"Murasakibara-cchi!" They both ceased their actions as they glared angrily at one another.

Their new thoughts was to eliminate the burden on their shoulders, which was each other. Too busy trying to kill each other, they didn't notice the creeping muscled man. The muscled man knocked them unconscious as he easily dragged them off...

Don't get me wrong, they can kill him easily; it's just that their teamwork is a little lacking.

"Well, Kuroko, we would like you to think of the offer. Don't reject so easily!" Nijimura said as he heard the front door bursting open. "Oh... Intruders are here."

Kuroko didn't seem fazed that his front door was forced open by anyone. He just looked at his bedroom door as he seemed interested by the color of his door. "I will think about it."

Nijimura smiled, though he was internally giving a triumphant smirk, as he clapped his hands together. "Is that so? Please give us your answer soon!"

Nijimura's butler gave him a card that had a phone number on it. Probably was Nijimura's. As he looked up after reading the card, they were gone...

"You're up." The boy who was unconscious before gained his senses as he was looking through the tanned male's dark blue eyes. He was frightened as he quickly sat up. A bad move, since his head collided with the tanned male's.

"Fuck! That hurts, dammit!" the tanned male cursed.

"I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm even sorry to be alive!" the self-blamer cried as he repeatedly bowed. It seemed like deja vu with the way he was repeatedly apologizing.

"Fuckin'... Stop apologizing! It's annoying!"

"I'm sorry," the boy squeaked as the tanned male growled, scaring him even more.

Aomine rubbed his ears as he looked at the cowering male. He sighed heavily at how weak the boy looked, with his scrawny figure and frightened attitude. "Aomine Daiki."

The boy looked up, confused for a moment but figured out what the male meant. "S-Sakurai Ryou."

They sat in silence as Sakurai twiddled with his thumbs, unsure of what to do in this situation. Aomine looked off in the distant, obviously looking out for unwanted guards or even Yamato Shoichi. Aomine soon broke the thick silence.

"You seem very weak, huh?" And something inside Sakurai Ryou seemed to snap.

The door burst opened as a female brunette peeked through. "Kuro-! Ah... Where is he?"

Riko looked around, clueless that Kuroko was standing right in front of her, giving them an unimpressed look. After all, they were breaking and entering inside a house they didn't get permission inside.

"I'm right in front of you." Riko and the rest jumped up when they heard his announcement of where he was located. Their eyes shot up to look at the unfazed and comfortable man who was sitting idly on a chair.

"Kuroko-san, you will be the death of me," Hyuuga said as he clutched his hands on his chest, where his beating heart was.

"So, what do you need as you broke down my front door..." They had the decency to give him as sheepish smile as they scratched their heads in embarrassment.

"U-Uh, we will pay for it," Riko said as she gave him an apologetic smile. Though, smiles do not give him back his front door. "We have an offer, though."

Kuroko raised an eyebrow in acknowledgement to their offer as he looked at the nervous group. "And the offer is...?"

Riko cleared her throat as she stared expectantly at the sky blue haired male. "Will you join us? We are planning to put an end into their Underground business!"

Kuroko nodded as it grew quiet. Kagami tightened his fists as he waited for the moment to ask Kuroko. His heart was beating quickly as his stomach tightened. He /needed/ to know more information of Nijimura Shuzo. Before Kuroko could reply, Kagami stopped him with his question. "Midget. Did that bastard come in here?"

Kuroko showed no emotions of recognition or confusion. Damn. He was hard to read. "Who?"

"Don't play dumb! Nijimura Shuzo! We saw his car!" Kagami was in rage as Kuroko once again pretended to not know that asshole. Kuroko shook his head as Kagami was ready to pound some information out of the midget.

Before Kagami could do so, Mitobe stopped him as he shook his head. Kagami calmed down and nodded as he looked at the silent male. Mitobe had the aura of peace and calmness that made his blood from boiling.

"S-So, Kuroko-san, will you accept our offer?"

"By the way, Nijimura-sama, what was Plan B?"

"Oh that! It was to drug him and drag him back to my office."

"...A-Ah..."

"Glad we didn't have to resort to those methods. Kuroko would surely accept."

"Y-Yeah..."

Nijimura looked at his driving butler, which unnerved the male greatly. "I hope their first mission will be successful. If not, they will be even more underestimated."

Nijimura remembered the protesting individuals as they insulted the Generation of Miracles. Their scowling faces and burning eyes were determined to crush the team, not ready to accept them as a skilled group. It was a bit true as their sense of unity was nowhere to be found.

"If their mission ends up a failure, they might even have to disband. And the worst can come if they disband."

Far away in the basement of Yamato's, Murasakibara and Kise were both trapped in a cage. They sat silently, both angered by the other, but Kise had enough of the horrible silence as he thought of a horrible joke.

"Knock knock."

Murasakibara was reluctant at first, but there was nothing to lose as he begrudgingly replied,"Who's there?"

"Candice!"

"Candice who?"

"Candice get any worse?" And right then and there, Murasakibara wanted to crush Kise.

A/N:

(1) - If you hadn't noticed, the memories weren't in order. That's why I put "jumbled up" after the glimpses of his memories :D

DOES ANYONE HAS A BETTER TEAM NAME FOR KASAMATSU'S GROUP

I apologize greatly for the long update(or maybe it wasn't long at all :D )and thank you for being so patient. I'm not going to let Kuroko join the GoM until he meets every single one of them (already met Kise and Aomine). Just so you know, when he saw Midorima, he didn't exactly meet him. After that, he might join. Might.

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