I wonder when this all began...

Over here kur..chi!

When was it?

Tetsu…

We thought we could take on the world...

We'll be fine...

Why didn't we stay together?

Stop being so damn stubborn!

Why…

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Knockknock knock!

Kuroko woke up with a start. The sound of someone knocking on the door cut through his sleep like a heated blade slicing through butter. His heart was pounding so quickly that he could swear it would pound its way right out of his chest.

"Kuroko?!"

"...I don't want to get up... "

Kuroko shuffles snugly back into his thick cocoon of blankets ignoring the constant pounding on his door.

If I ignore her, she'll go away.

Knockknock knock!

" Kuroko?! Are you in there?!"

Not

"Riko-san, if you knock on my door my harder, you'll chip the wood. "

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" Kuroko if you don't get up right this instant I'll-"

Kuroko gently places his plush pillow against his ears and softly sighs.

I really didn't want to get up

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It was almost time for the festival to welcome the King and his six sons into the village of Seirin. Surprised would be an understatement to how the village reacted to this news. After all, the village of Seirin was known to be the least developed village out of all the villages in the kingdom. They were also the only village that did not specialize in anything.

Every village was known for something. Be it for the most dominant in production of crops or the most beautiful scenery. Serin had nothing. They didn't have the best wine, they were not rich. None of them came from a nobel family he citizens. Average. Food. Average. Location. Average. The only thing anyone would not deny is that Serin, had to happiest people. And no matter what happened to the village, they would take in on together.

And that's what makes Kuroko so proud to be a part of such a wonderful village. If only others knew the beauty the village held.

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Everyone was pacing around trying to get everything in place because it will be the first time the village would be seeing the royal family. They wanted to leave good impression so they had to make sure everything was perfect.

Away from the commotion of the village a young boy in his teens quietly sat on a hilltop with a book in hand. His light blue hair that resembled the daylight sky flattered gently against the wind and his big blue eyes were strongly focused on the book he was reading. As his slender fingers were about to turn the page, a shout of a woman was heard that made him flinch.

″Kuroko-kun! What are you doing here all by yourself and why aren't you helping the others with the decorations, the royal family will be visiting the village for the first time! We have to make everything perfect!" She yelled. ″Don't think just because you have a low presence you can slack off!″

I thought I left her back at my place

″Ah, Riko-san, what can I help you with?″ he asked as though he didn't hear what she had said before.

Riko was someone that Kuroko knew from the time he could remember. She was the village chiefs only child and she carried an air of authority wherever she went. She had light brown hair that was cut short above the shoulders. She had the most beautiful shade of brown eyes that seemed to captivate anyone who looked into them for too long. Being the tomboy she was, Riko was always seen wearing a pair of pants claiming that it would make it easier for her to chase after people who were not following rules.

Aida took a deep breath ″Kuroko-kun, please″ she pleaded. Kuroko glances at her with his emotionless face before turning his attention back to his book.

It's not that he didn't want to go help the village prepare, he just liked being alone.

As if reading his thoughts Riko gently sat down beside him. She knew that Kuroko liked being alone and she respected that. She just didn't like seeing Kuroko alone ever since he lost his parents. It didn't help that the other teens in the village did not enjoy Kuroko's unique personality.

"Kuroko-kun,I know that you don't like being amongst others but, you have to at least try. You won't get anywhere if you continue on like this." She said. When kuroko heard those words, he lowered his head knowing it was true. Somehow his book did not seem that interesting anymore.

Riko gently wrapped her arms around him. She had always been there for him when he needed her the most. At times like these, he wondered what he had done to get someone to care for him in the way Riko does.

They sat there for what seemed like hours enjoying the scenery of the village and the gentle gust of wind that blew by ever so often.

I wish everyday would be like this

″Now what do we have here?″ A voice said breaking the silence. ″ I never knew Ms.B cup would slack off on her duties.″ Both Kuroko and Riko looked up only to see Momoi Satsuki.

Momoi was someone that Kuroko met 2 years ago during middle school. He found her crying alone in a dark and empty classroom after school. Her pink hair was similar to a birds nest, wild and unruly and her eyelashes were clumped together with tears. Without a second thought, Kuroko ended up offering her a tissue and a brief smile as comfort. Ever since then, Momoi wedged her way into his life like she was destined to be there.

A vein suddenly popped out from the corner of Riko's head at the insult. ″Shut up, I have more knowledge in my brain than the amount of fat you hold in your watermelons.″ she said angrily. The pink haired woman had a smug look on her face and said ″ at least when tetsu-kun get hungry, your apples won't be able to save him.″ she winked.

Kuroko looked at the two women argue. They had not been one day where they didn't fight. Kuroko had gotten used to it and it sometimes comforted him knowing that they both cared for him and each other. They both were like sisters to him and he hoped that it would never change.

After a while kuroko decided to break the argument. ″Momoi-san, Riko-san if you guys hang around here too long the others will notice your absence and come look for you .″

″Ah Tetsu-kun you're right!″ said Momoi she began to drag him along with her. Kuroko did not have enough energy to resists her so he quietly followed her. Riko feeling left behind quickly put her arm around Kuroko's and followed.

As they walked down the hill, Kuroko's eyes widened as he saw the village. They had many lanterns around and decorations that made the village look astonishing. The streets were covered with different types of stands from food to games. Everyone had a smile on their faces

It's beautiful

The smallest hint of a smile made its way to his lips. Momoi seemed to see his smile and felt relieved. She had been walking around looking for Riko when she caught sight of them on the hilltop. Kuroko seemed a bit down so she wanted to cheer him up. She suddenly gripped his arm tighter and looked straight into his eyes.

"Shall we take a look around? "

The trio walked around a bit enjoying every bit. It wasn't every day they got to see their village decorated to such an extent.

Eventually, Riko had to leave to get ready and as the chiefs daughter, it was her responsibility to be there dressed and ready to greet the royal family. It was a show of respect.

Momoi looked over to Kuroko and said " Hyuuga told to me help you get ready." before she gently held his hand and led him to her home.

It was not surprising that Momoi was asked to help Kuroko get ready, after all her family did run the best clothing shop in their village, though the village was not as rich and big as others, their kimonos were of high quality.

″I am not a child″ he said emotionlessly. ″ I am fully capable of getting ready myself″. Momoi sighed and continued to drag him toward her family store. ″Don't be so stubborn, remember what happened the last time we allowed you to get dressed yourself?" Kuroko remembered perfectly, it had been welcome back festival for the village chief and Kuroko decided that he wanted to get dressed himself. Let's just say that didn't end well.

Kuroko shuddered at the memory.

As momoi added the finishing touches she stepped back and looked at her hard work. Kuroko was just stunning, the light blue kimono with white flowers aligned at the bottom matched his hair and his eyes perfectly. The kimono wrapped around Kuroko's small frame in all the right ways bring out his curves. His chest was almost completely covered but the little milky smooth skin showing was enough to bring anyone to their knees.

Kuroko was blind to his own beauty.

" You know " Momoi began. "You really are beautiful"

Kuroko couldn't help the blush that spread throughout his cheeks and extended to his ears.

If only you could see it

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It was just about time for the royal family to arrive, everyone was having fun talking to each other.

« I heard that the six sons are really here to choose a bride »

« Really? »

« Yeah i heard their super hot. »

« If i had known, I would have wore something better. »

Kuroko tunes out the conversations in favour of looking for his friends. He had lost Momoi in the commotion of the crowd and debated whether he should go home or not.

′hmm, I wonder where Hyuuga and the others are….they should be here-

His thought was stopped when he heard the galloping of horses. Nearly everyone in the village stopped what they were doing to see where the sound was coming from.

There was around 12 soldiers on horse surrounding a fancy gold carriage. In front of the carriage was six more horses with rainbow looking teens riding them. All them of them unnaturally beautiful.

Kuroko's eyes widened...

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"Ah! A walking rainbow..."