A/N: Ahem! Domo minna-san~ this is my first time posting a story here so please treat me kindly! I'll do my best to update every two days and I've plan to write roughly around 25 chapters for this story. Do leave a review or comment on your thoughts about this story or anything you had in mind!

Warning: This story is un-betaed and I'm no English native speaker so forgive me for any misspelling and grammatical error.

Dislaimer: Kuroko no Basuke does not and will never belong to me~

RE-EDITING EARLIER CHAPTERS (the time frame between the current and past will be changed from a century to 500 years, apologies for the confusion *bows*)

Chapter 1: The Runaway Boy

Akashi Seijuurou was not in a good mood. All of a sudden, the main family had summoned him in and gave him the most impossible mission ever. Nevertheless, he will carry out his duties without fail as he is an Akashi and failure is definitely intolerable. Winning is everything. Do not let a single thing get in the way. There are no room for mistake. These words were imprinted to the back of his mind for as long as he lived.

Humans were meant to be far more superior than youkai* and ayakashi*. Yes, the Akashi family are a lineage of famous exorcists involved in dealing with spirits extermination for almost seven centuries.

Okay, back to the mission in hand. First of all, he had to search for a person. With only the name and vague descriptions as his lead, Akashi had to search the whole Tokyo city. This person is said to be from a family of mediums which had served the Akashis for generations. Albeit their unique ability to see the youkais and enormous spiritual power, they remained hidden in the shadows and kept a low profile. The Kuroko family.

Until recently, the ties between the two family were left forgotten. It happened mainly due to the fact that their service were no longer required. In the modern days, fewer people sought for exorcists as the existence of youkai became lesser by day. At one point, most humans stopped believing in their existence but rather, they became mere myths and legends. Most of the family members disregarded the exorcist title and started living like normal people.

Akashi was looking out from the tall building of Rakuzan Company belonging to the Akashi family and is one of the most leading business group in Japan. The air in the city of Tokyo felt dreadful than usual. Feeling something was amiss, Akashi decided it was best not to halt his search for too long.

As he was about to enter his limousine, the sight of a young boy running across the street caught his attention. With his sharp eyes, Akashi was able to deduce that the boy fitted the description of the person he was searching very well. Is he trying to escape from someone? From whom? More like from what..?

"Seijuurou-sama?" His butler, Tachibana, was already opening the car door.

"Wait here. I have some business to attend to." commanded Akashi. His accurate instincts urged him to follow the running boy.

He moved swiftly amidst the crowd of people until he was standing in the direction of the incoming boy. In a moment, a small fragile body slammed against him. The taller of the two successfully caught the other boy before he fall onto the ground from the impact.

"Ittai. Ah, forgive me. I was not looking in front properly."

A pair of sky blue eyes met ruby ones. The boy in front of him was a few inches shorter with milky white skin and a mop of soft blue hair adorned his head. He appeared to be the same age as Akashi. Any expression was masked perfectly by the boy with a face devoid of emotions. Beads of perspiration trickled down his face. But more than that, the boy radiated a faint but strong spiritual power. As if it was masked perfectly by the owner of such powers. Hmm, it does not seem like he's aware of it yet.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, thank you. I apologise once more. Then, I'll be going now."

After giving a small bow, the teal-haired boy broke into a small run once more. Akashi continued to gaze at the well-mannered boy until he was out of his field of view.

'Hmm, looks like I found the right one.' Ruby eyes glinted dangerously. 'It's time we fulfill the long forgotten promise, Tetsuya.' Looked like this was not an impossible mission after all. His mouth formed a small smirk as he secretly tailed behind the unsuspecting boy.

Why? This one question seemed to be going through his mind a lot more frequently now. Kuroko Tetsuya was now running for his life from something that was chasing him. No, it's nothing scary like a stalker or a debt collector. Heck, it's not even a human but a youkai. But wait, perhaps the latter was the scariest of all three?

He was so used to it that the emotion named fear seemed to have abandoned him. He glanced behind only to see the black shadow was still hot on his heels.

"I'll devour you, human child! Smell delicious...keheheheh let me eat you!"

The shadowy figure grabbed hold of his left leg using one of its many black tentacles causing him to trip over.

"Ah!"

This is bad. I'm going to be eaten. Currently in an deserted alleyway with no sign of life, Kuroko inwardly scolded himself for not going into a more crowded place where he can use his misdirection to shake off the youkai. Kuroko shut his eyes tight, bracing himself.

Seconds later, the impact did not come and miraculously he was still alive. Kuroko slowly opened his eyes and to his surprise, the black youkai was wrapped by some kind of talisman rope.

"Those which dwelt within the shadows, return to your rightful place and begone!" A chant was heard from behind him.

The bound youkai screeched loudly before disappearing into thin air. 'This presence. Somehow it feels familiar?' Kuroko felt his vision blurred and the last thing he saw was red. Crimson red. He fell into a muscular chest, sturdy arms enveloping him.

Someone is singing. Soft and sweet. But with a hint of loneliness. This voice, where have I heard it before? Kuroko felt strangely nostalgic. When he came around, he was lying on the porch in a small garden he had never seen before. In front of him was a small pond full of carps swimming gracefully. He caught his own reflection staring back at him. Only the reflection was not exactly his.

A young man slightly older than him with long sky blue hair tied into a ponytail stared right into his eyes. By then he realised he was actually that person himself. He inspected his body and noticed he was wearing a pale blue kimono complemented with a dark blue haori*.

"Strange..." whispered Kuroko.

"What is?"

A silky voice could be heard from behind him. A male dressed in a red kimono matching his hair colour with a black haori draping over his shoulders, slowly approached him. His heterochromatic eyes entranced him to no end. One was ruby red, the other a magnificent gold. 'Wait, doesn't he looked like the boy that I bumped into just now?' The distance between them grew shorter.

"Tetsuya, is something the matter?" The redhaired man gently touched his right cheek.

Kuroko jolted upwards. His eyes were fixed into heterochromatic eyes yet again. But this time, the owner of the eyes was now the younger one. To his second surprise, he was pinned down on a large bed by the said boy.

"Ano..?"

To be continued...

A/N: I'll be providing translations for any Japanese words I used. Do correct me if I'm wrong since I'm not Japanese myself, but held great interest in learning their language and cultures. ^^

Youkai/Ayakashi - spirits and mystic apparitions referring to Japanese folk creatures and ghosts. (In other words, supernatural beings! :D)

Haori - mid-length coat that serves as a light coat the Japanese males usually wear over the kimono. The length varies but usually it's about 30 inches long and 50 inches wide.

Here are the translation that I forgotten (too lazy to include lol):

-sama - honorific added to the names of people of high statuses or important

(Edited) Credits to Quoillyx for these translations:

Youkai - Spirits/Demons

Ittai - Ow/Ouch

Ano - Um/Uh

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