Summary:

Kuroko Tamaki is utterly sick of basketball by the end of her third year in middle school. When drifting through life, unsure of what she wants to do, she had the luck to catch the attention of a certain famous figure skater. Fem!Kuroko. Non-canon.

I'm kinda on a Yuri on Ice craze lately, and had been itching to start a crossover between two of my favourite anime for awhile now. This story is going to start from before canon—before both the storylines for Kuroko no Basuke and Yuri on Ice begins.

Now bear in mind that I don't know much about ice skating save from what I could find in wikia. While I did ice skating for a time when I was younger, I don't do figure skating. Additionally, Tamaki is going to be involved with Yuri on Ice canon heavily. And I'm still kinda stuck on the pairings—I do like the canon pairing of Yuuri and Viktor (and since they're officially listed as engaged on wikia, I want to stick to it as well). But in this case, I am kinda stuck on pairings since my original plan was to pair Tamaki with Viktor.

Pairings: Viktor/Yuuri

Warnings: AU Universe. Non-canon. Gender bend. Some character bashing.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke and Yuri on Ice and any of the characters, but the OC characters belongs to me

Chapter One: Blindsided

It is one little fact relatively left unknown to most—if not all of Kuroko Tamaki's friends and acquaintances save for a very small number.

Before basketball, Kuroko Tamaki had been a figure skater.

If anyone had known who Tamaki's father had been and what he'd done prior to his marriage and then the birth of his only child, they wouldn't really be surprised. Kuroko Takeru had after all been a very prominent key figure in the ice skating world.

In fact, he could have broken all records ever held by every single figure skater in the world. Thus, it had caused quite a buzz when he had decided to retire at the tender age of twenty-two to marry his childhood sweetheart, thus becoming a writer and a choreographer on the side.

Several of the romantics at heart had simply lapped up the love story though a much larger number—mostly consisting of ice skating enthusiasts and Kuroko Takeru's fans have almost rioted when the news had broken.

It is very Romeo and Juliet, the romantics have proclaimed to each other when Kuroko Takeru had decided to leave the ice behind for his family. It is proof that true love indeed prevails.

Thus, is it really that much of a surprise that Kuroko Tamaki had started skating before she is even old enough to learn how to write her own name?

She had practically been raised on the ice, her aunt, Kuroko Yuki had joked once. And it is clear to everyone that the tiny teal head had inherited her father's talent and skill on the ice, though Takeru had said that his darling daughter seems to have the skill as a choreographer too.

In fact, she had already been participating in skating tournaments since she had been a child, also indulging her cousin and her best friend with games of basketball every now and then.

Akashi Seijuro and Ogiwara Shigehiro were probably her most devoted fans—always going to watch her practice at the local ice rink, and even going to every competition that they could.

The ones that they couldn't attend, they try to at least catch it on live feed—no matter how late it is, much to their parents' annoyance.

Hence, when Kuroko Takeru and his wife have died sometime during what would have been Tamaki's second year of middle school, she left competitive ice skating behind completely, much to the dismay of the JSF and all of Tamaki's local and international fans.

It is similar to the situation when Kuroko Takeru had first announced his retirement.

The entire situation with Teiko and the basketball club didn't really help Tamaki's mental state either.

Hence, nearly an entire year since Kuroko Tamaki had left ice-skating behind and just as long since she'd last stepped onto the ice, the teal head just packed her ice skates that have been sitting in her closet for what seemed like forever, and headed off to the nearest frozen lake.

Things in Teiko couldn't have gone any worse than it already is.

And the number of problems that they have amongst the basketball club is almost staggering to the point that Tamaki almost dread having to attend school each day and face those monsters that have taken the guises of her former friends.

Aomine Daiki was the one to start the mountain of problems to begin with by acting like some arrogant child that doesn't seem to understand that no means no. The other members of the Generation of Miracles (save for Tamaki's cousin) followed soon after.

Kise started skipping practice in favour of a photo shoot when he never would have missed a day of practice previously.

Murasakibara barely bothered to turn up at practice and matches half the time.

Midorima never missed practice, but for all the attention that he paid to the rest of the team—selfishly hogging one of the courts all to himself—he might as well have used it as self practice.

Tamaki had almost chucked her clipboard at her former best friend when Momoi Satsuki had begged both Tamaki and the coach to look the other way when it comes to Aomine's transgressions.

…Tamaki barely managed to restrain Akashi from sharpening his scissors on either Satsuki or Aomine.

And then the match with Meiko is the final straw.

Probably, all of Teiko along with the entire high school and middle school basketball circuits have heard about the awful row and then the falling out that the Generation of Miracles had with each other.

Akashi and Tamaki have actually banned them from returning to the Teiko gyms after that—not that it matters, as the basketball season is already over after their match with Meiko. Following that, Tamaki and Akashi have roped in their respective successors for the basketball club to fix the problems in the club—or at least, as much as they could fix before they graduate.

It was at that point when Tamaki is seriously considering returning to competitive figure skating. While she might have first taken up skating because of her father, she had truly come to love it. She wouldn't even be as good as she is if she hadn't loved being on the ice.

While figure skating can be a highly competitive sport, and much like all athletes, there is only so much time that she can skate competitively, at the very least, all the skaters whom Tamaki had trained and competed against throughout the years are all decent people. Unlike her former 'teammates', they would never make a fool out of a fellow skater and disrespect them the way that the Generation of Miracles did.

Thus, on that Saturday, when Ogiwara Shigehiro had made one of his constant daily calls to Tamaki whilst she was on her way to the nearby frozen lake, the teal head had voiced her concerns and worries to her best friend who thankfully had never blamed her and her cousin for the part that her team had to play in traumatising the entire Meiko basketball club that resulted in every single one of them quitting basketball completely.

"What should I do, Shige-kun?" Tamaki asked, careful to keep an eye out for cars and vehicles even as she took the long trek to the lake to the quieter side of Tokyo where barely anyone goes. In fact, she only knows about the existence of that lake because that had been where she had often spent time with her father whenever it's winter and the waters of the lake had frozen enough that it is solid enough to skate.

There was a hum on the other end of the line, and Tamaki could just imagine Shigehiro lying on his back on the bed in his room, probably with some manga or video game by his side. "Why don't you take the JSF up on their offer, Tamaki?" Her best friend suggested. "They've been asking you to return to competitive skating for awhile now. Besides, you're tired, aren't you? Take a break from the court for awhile."

Tamaki gave a small sad smile even as she started crossing the road—at how Shigehiro had avoided using the word 'basketball'. And honestly, he's not the only one who so much as look sick the moment they heard the swish of the net or even the squeaks of basketball shoes.

And there's still the plea from Kiyoshi Teppei to consider—her 'partner' of sorts in rehabilitation therapy whom she'd met early this year for an injury that she'd suffered last year during a match.

"I've been away from competitive skating for over a year now, Shige-kun!" Tamaki pointed out. "I've probably already been dethroned as Japan's top female junior skater by now!"

"Then get that title back." Shigehiro said patiently. "What's stopping you? Besides, we're only fifteen. Most skaters that I know of didn't even join the professional circuit until they're our age or even a year or two older."

Seeing as how Shigehiro had tagged along with her to every single practice and competition held locally that Tamaki had, he is bound to know the ins and outs of the skating world as well as Tamaki did by now.

Takeru had even taught Shigehiro how to choreograph skating routines as a joke in the beginning when they're kids, but it seems like the cheerful teen had some talent for it, as even the JSF had even approached Shigehiro with an offer to set him up with a choreographer trainer once he'd finished high school.

"Shige-kun…"

"You miss the ice, don't you?" Shigehiro questioned. "You only involved yourself in basketball as much as you did because of myself and Seijuro. Seijuro is your cousin, so you wanted to support and help him when he first came up with the idea to form a new varsity team in Teiko. Then when your parents passed, you left competitive skating behind maybe because it reminds you too much of your dad. But Tamaki, what do you really want?"

Tamaki closed her eyes briefly even as she finally arrived at the frozen lake.

No one is around, like what she'd expected, and the silence is soothing and calming.

The teal head placed the bag where she'd kept her skates by the side of the bench and sat down, her own blue eyes looking at the frozen lake. She can't help the longing in her heart like she did every single time she so much as saw ice or even a skating rink or even saw the ice skates for sale in sports shops whenever she went shopping to replace her basketball training gear.

"…Competitive figure skating isn't cheap, Shige-kun." Tamaki said at last. "I know that my aunt would willingly fork out the money if I just ask, but it isn't fair to her or my cousin. There are just more important things for me to spend money on right now. Even winnings from competitions and all that can only help me so far."

Shigehiro was silent for a long time. "…You can come up with all the excuses you want, but I know that you know what you really want, Tamaki," he said at last. "Think about it. I don't want you to regret anything. I am not blind. I can see you truly miss the ice. Think about it? For me?"

Tamaki closed her eyes briefly. "…Yeah."

The teal head then ended the call, staring at the beautiful scenery before her for several moments before she broke out of her thoughts and started pulling on the pure white skates that her father had bought for her as a celebratory gift when she'd first gotten gold at the National championships.

Tamaki is honestly surprised that it still fits her like a glove, considering that she hadn't skated in well over a year now.

Even as she skated out onto the ice, feeling the familiar scrapping of ice beneath the blades of her ice skates, it is like she'd left behind all the unease and the bitterness that she had been feeling since early this year. Teiko had clipped her wings, taking away the freedom of what basketball and ice-skating have once offered her.

Do what you want, Tamaki.

Tamaki remembered what her father had told her when she'd first entered middle school, and he worried that she might be taking on too much by still skating competitively. He had never asked her to skate to begin with—Tamaki had chosen it for herself, especially after seeing pictures of her father at tournaments when he was younger.

"What do you really want?"

Tamaki closed her eyes, starting to lose herself in her skating even as she skated to a music that only she could hear, letting her emotions and her body take her over even as she went over routines and movements that had become almost second nature to her.

I'm sick of basketball and the constant backstabbing it brings. I'm tired. I don't want to face basketball anymore, Tamaki thought to herself. I can keep lying to myself like how Shige-kun had said. But I can't ignore it anymore. Ice skating will and always be my one true love. It is what binds me to my father. But it is also where I truly feel free. It is the only place where I don't have to hide who I am.

She ended her ice dance with a camel spin, panting heavily at the end, as it had after all been quite some time since she had last skated.

Tamaki was startled to hear the sounds of enthusiastic clapping, and she turned only to see a handsome male maybe several years older than her—probably in his late teens or early twenties, with unusual silver-gray hair standing by the side of the lake, clapping. He is handsome—incredibly so, and had on a thin gray shirt with slacks and a white scarf. He didn't even have on a coat, and Tamaki wonder for a moment how he didn't even feel the cold, as that day is bitterly cold even for winter.

It made the teal head feels terribly self-conscious for a moment upon realising that she had an audience to her skating. The only people whom she ever feel comfortable with watching her skate is just her cousin and her best friend. There is a reason after all why no one save for Seijuro and Shigehiro even knew that she is once a professional junior figure skater.

Even back when she is still skating competitively, Tamaki always had problems with nerves before competitions. But once she is on the ice, it just fades away.

"Apologies. I was just so captured by your performance…" The foreigner spoke with broken Japanese with a strong foreign accent that it took Tamaki several moments to understand what he is trying to say. The foreigner scratched the back of his head. "Ah, how do I say it in Japanese?" He grumbled in what is obviously Russian, seeing as how Tamaki had taken it as part of her languages class in Teiko, and she is extremely fluent in it by now and could speak it like a native.

"It's okay. I understand you." Tamaki replied in fluent Russian, skating over to the foreigner warily, but keeping a certain distance between them both so that she could run if he turns out to be some creep.

"You understand Russian?!"

Tamaki wouldn't be surprised to see hearts appear in this stranger's eyes. And come to think of it, he does seem incredibly familiar. Where did she see him before?

"I took English, Russian and French for languages class. I am in the advanced class after all." Tamaki answered warily, eyeing the stranger.

The silver haired stranger seemed to have sensed Tamaki's unease and wariness, as he smiled at her and took a step back so that he doesn't invade her personal space too much. "Ah, my apologies," he said smoothly. "My name is Viktor Nikiforov—" Tamaki's eyes almost widened comically at the mere mention of the name of one of the most famous figure skaters in the world. "And I would like to ask you to be my skating partner!"

He even winked at Tamaki.

It took the teal head several moments before she finally managed to comprehend what had just came out of the Viktor Nikiforov's mouth.

"…Huh?"

A/N: How is this for a start? I had been planning for a crossover between these two anime for some time now, and I am so not looking forward to the end of Yuri on Ice tomorrow! I am crossing fingers for a Season 2. As far as pairings goes, I am currently leaning in between Phichit and Viktor. Shigehiro will also take a larger role in this story for certain reasons.

Anyway, I hope that you like this story, and please read and review! Reviews give me inspiration to update!