"Here I go, Yosuke!"

The paper kite that was attached to a cross-shaped piece of wood was launched into the air, above where the two enthusiastic boys stood. Their face lighted up as their own handmade object flew out into the bright blue sky, its colorful tail dancing in the wind behind it.

"Ne, ne! Look at my awesome kite, Yosuke!" the older boy said, as he turned to his brother with a grin. The younger boy, Yosuke, squealed in excitement as he pointed his finger at the flying kite.

"Nii-chan's so awesome! The kite is flying so high, even higher than those big bushy green trees there!"

"Told you! I am awesome, cool, and smart!"

Well, if only he was only a little bit smarter.

Right behind the 'big bushy green trees', stood the Akashi Seiko's house, concealed by the tree's green leaves, unseen by any outsiders. The owner of the house spotted the intruding object from far away, and suspected that something interesting may be happening. Akashi walked to a large window and perched on the sill, much like an overgrown hawk waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike

People should've already known not to mess with her, especially when she was in a foul mood.

Akashi groaned when she caught sight of a housemaid trying to come into her room without her noticing, carrying more piles of work, and dumping them down onto her already overflowing desk. Her father just left for something important, as he'd told the maid, and had left her with all the work that he was supposed to have done. The increasing pile of papers only added fuel to the fire of her bad mood, so Akashi decided to go out for some stress relief.

Reaching into her pockets, she brought out her beloved pair of red scissors. Akashi's lips widened into an evil smirk as the flying kite came closer, and was now within her reach. The kids' wailing annoyed her; seriously, she thought, couldn't they shut up for a second?

"Is there anyone there? Please catch my kite! It's flying away!"

"Nii-chan! The kite is sooooo high!"

In one swift movement, the sharp end of the scissors cut the kite in half. The shredded ribbons rained down onto the ground, and with the help of the wind, returned to the place where its owner stood, arms opened to catch the remaining pieces of what once was his kite. Shock was written all over his face.

"Your wish is granted, little boy," Akashi said before hopping down, the smirk still on her face.

Anyone that knew Akashi Seiko knew that they shouldn't mess with her. Ever since the first day she enrolled into Teiko Middle School, one of the most prestigious schools in Tokyo, everyone in her class class kept their distance from her. One of the many reasons they did so was because they had to face her dangerous glares every time they approached her, whether it was about work or games or anything in between, Akashi never cared. Even though she was one of the best-looking girls in class, very few boys could take her on. She always got what she wanted; a demanding girl, who was always 'in control' of all her relationships. A girl who never allowed any boy to make a move on her – she had to be the start of everything, and from that she got the nickname 'Topper Akashi.' Despite her reputation, the redhead's locker was still stuffed full of chocolates from the boys that fell head-over-heels in love with her. When there was no longer room to store anymore, some boys even put theirs in the nearby lockers. Not like Akashi cared – she either disposes of them or give them to the boys in her class, leaving them drooling for the entire day.

Her relationship with the girls, well, it wasn't that much different. Akashi had a hard time talking to them, since all they would talk about were boys, make up, clothes, and girly stuff that she never cared about. Probably because of her father who never let her out, keeping her in his own little world of economics and marketing.

The same things still happened now when she attended high school at the same place- Teiko.

Akashi sighed as the crowd of students moved away when her black limousine parked in front of the school, creating a way for her to step down. Everything was still the same, the groups of students that liked to gather in front of the school was still as noisy as ever, and every time she walked near them, they would scoot away from her, whispering things and such. Akashi had already got used to hearing all the gossips about her she didn't even care to react.

"Akashicchi!"

The redhead took a deep breath, bracing herself for the worst before turning back to see...

The rainbow crew. Yes, the only thing that made her high school different- in a bad way.

"Does Mido-chin have snacks?"

"...buy your own, Murasakibara. And stop reading those magazines, Aomine."

"Who are you, my mother? And besides Hori-"

A telephone book landed on his head, making him fell face-first on the ground.

"Ouch! What was that for-"

Another object was dropped- this time, it was a toy frog.

"I do not want to hear such perverted things in the morning, so keep your mouth shut." The green-haired male spoke as he pushed his glasses up. "But I guess I shouldn't expect much from a stupid person-nanodayo."

"Why, you little-"

This time, he was cut off by a blonde who strangled him with his arms before whispering something that could be heard by the entire school.

"Didn't you two saw Akashicchi?"

The two slowly lifted their heads only to find Akashi's heterochromatic eyes staring directly into their blue and green orbs. Midorima gulped. The girl had flames dancing in her now narrowed eyes. I'm going to die... Oh God please have mercy on my soul-

And Akashi did something they did not expect- walking away without killing them.

The boys let out the breath they did not know they had been holding. Kise gave his friends a puzzled look before asking,

"Is there something wrong with Akashicchi today? Is there-"

He did not receive an answer, since he was interrupted by a red scissor that flew downward, burying itself in the ground right next to where they stand. An annoyed voice followed soon after.

"Daiki, Ryota, and Shintaro. Your training menu is tripled today."

"..Ehh? What about Mura-"

A scissor twice the size of the first one was in her hand and it was aimed at Kise, who immediately shut up. Akashi picked up the sharp object that was on the ground before stuffing it into her pocket where they belonged, feeling annoyed yet again.

The day went by pretty quickly, and practice was almost over before she knew it. Akashi propped herself on the bench next to where the blonde sat, hungrily drinking down water. The gym's door was open, and the students-especially the girls- were eyeing her strangely. Of course, the fact that Akashi was the only girl in the boy's basketball team; furthermore being the captain, surprised many. But that wasn't the whole idea- the fact that she was sitting next to the Kise Ryota? His fans would kill for that right.

"Akashicchi?" the blonde piped up.

"What is it, Ryota?"

"Can I tell you a story?"

"..."

"You see..." Kise tilted his head to one side and started speaking, not waiting for his captain's permission. "There is this foolish boy who had a lovely but defiant younger sister, whom he loved with all his heart. His sister fell in love with a man who, well... had a dark, shadowy aura around him, and he literally had no presence at all, making him look like a thief." He narrowed his eyes. "And so, the foolish boy warned his sister to stay away from him, but she ignored him. And one day... the foolish boy returned home and found out that his sister was gone."

"Enough with your blabbering. I assume the 'foolish boy' is you?"

"...how do you know?"

Akashi shot him a glare. Her face showed no interest in the topic, but inside, she was actually curious. Kise never talked to her about his family, after all. "It was obvious."

"Well, I just know that this 'shadow' boyfriend of my sister graduated from Teiko 2 years ago." He leaned closer to Akashi before whispering. "And his family owned one of the largest companies in Japan, perhaps even larger than yours."

Akashi pushed him away, looking annoyed as always, and stood up before speaking, "Don't forget about your tripled training menu, Ryota," earning a childish pout from the blonde.

School was quickly over and before she knew it, Akashi already found herself sitting on her chair, tapping her pen on the desk. The fancy chandelier above her was supplying just the right amount of light, her chair was as comfortable as ever, and the desk she's using was smooth and was made especially for writing, completely devoid of imperfection, yet not a word has been written on the white sheet of paper. Akashi couldn't focus at all- all she could feel was annoyance. Her father recently called her, telling her how he decided to do his something important a little more. The documents he left behind now laid scattered on the floor of her bedroom, waiting for her to do something with them. Which she probably wouldn't.

Pressing on the intercom, Akashi called her maid, however, received no response from the people downstairs. When she was about to hung up, a person's muffled voice, the sound of objects crashing to the floor and glass, probably vases, breaking, followed by a scream stopped her from doing so. Akashi quickly opened the door and raced downstairs, completely forgetting about what she wanted to say earlier.

The first floor of her house could only be described in one word: disaster.

Wooden pieces that made up a long dining table and the matching chairs laid scattered on the floor. The large television, the source of everyone's enjoyment that once stood in front of the table, was broken in half, its glass screen shattered into tiny pieces. The counter that her maid used to made her food, and that sink that was used- also by her maid- to wash her vegetables and fruits- was littered with concrete pieces that fell from the white wall. Talking about her maids- Akashi had about 10 of them, and all of them were nowhere to be found.

"Don't worry, everyone's safe," a voice said, as if on cue. "At least, for now."

And that was the last thing she heard before darkness swallowed her whole.

Akashi was blinded when she woke up.

For the first minute or two, she could make out nothing but dark lumps of furniture and the shadows of her destructed room. Akashi tried to move her hands, only to find them tied at her back by a tight rope. Everything was so cold. Bone-chilling to the point that she thought she couldn't be warm again.

Escape! I need to escape!

After minutes of her struggling to get out of the restraints, something- more like someone in the corner of the room made a move. In one swift second, the person moved near her, pressing a metallic object to the side of her head. A cold sensation spread through her skin where the object- presumably a gun- was placed. A gust of wind winnowed the person's hair, which had a baby blue color, making it brushed her cheek. It was warm and soft, contrasting with the object held in its owner's hand.

"Don't move," the voice certainly belonged to a male. "Or else... I won't be nice."

Akashi had to resist rolling her eyes.

Wow. After bashing in a person's house without permission and destroying everything in sight, you're still call that nice?

The person lowered his gun and walked in front of her. The pale moonlight shone on him, making his face clearly visible.

He was, Akashi admitted, quite a good looking man, probably a year or two older than her, judging from his looks. Her eyes traced his slender, even fragile looking body, from his messy blue hair falling on his across his fairly white face down to his black sneakers. His clothes were pretty plain, contrasting deeply with his face.

"Now, now. We should get going, Akashi-san."

That snapped Akashi back to reality.

"F-Fall back, you imbecile!"

It worked all the time. Her empress eye, that is. It was as if she was the queen and everyone else was her servants, bowing down in front of her, always obeying her orders.

But Akashi was proven wrong.

"Is that a magical trick of some sort, Akashi-san?" the man chuckled as he saw Akashi's jaw dropped. "I'm a shadow, Akashi-san, and a shadow does not fall over."

The teal head started to walk towards the door, dragging Akashi along with him, and that was when the girl regained her senses.

"Wait! Where are we going?!"

The man turned to her with a puzzled face, as if he thought the answer to the question was obvious. Despite that, he stoically answered it. "To my place, of course." Akashi stared at him, still giving him 'Why?' face.

"You'll be living with me as my 'lover', Akashi-san."

A/N:

I always wanted to try out this kind of story, where Akashi becomes a girl, and Kuroko finally gets the main role, so here it is! The main plot for this story is not really set in stone, so your reviews are always welcomed!

Thanks to my beta and a good friend, Melodie Kane, who would probably edit this and only this chapter only, due to many reasons...

Please leave any criticism, questions, and comments you have about the story in the reviews! Thank you! :)

Until next time!

~Sorako