A/N ; Hullo all, first off I would like to thank you for simply clicking on this will-of-the-whim story. It honestly just came to me when I was in class, and I just had to write it down. Honestly it's just because I have yet to write a Kurobasu fanfiction even though I have been completely addicted to the fandom for a while now. You'd think I'd at least get one idea. Anyway, my sincerest apologies for such a short prologue. I was just itching to put the story out. But on the bright side I finished about half of the first chapter already, so it shouldn't be much longer.

Disclaimer ; I do not own Kuroko no Basket, nor it's characters. I do however, own this story.

Prologue - The Announcement

~5 months ago~

Not very much had ever been able to shocked Kuroko Tetsuya.

There were of course times where he was shocked because someone had countered him on the court.

Of the even fewer times where someone had managed to sneak up on him.

Still, these cases were typically rare, and few in number. Having nothing to do with something as mundane as moving.

"We moving... to America?" Kuroko had found himself restating. Eyes moving back and forth between his parents. At the slight shake of his mother's head. Kuroko felt a bead of sweat make it's way down his face.

Then drop.

.Prologue ~ End.

A/N ; So end of the prologue. The first chapter should be up some time early June. If not, then you have every right to spam me about where the next chapter is. Although, I would honestly prefer you not too, ^^; but if it's the price I must pay~

Anyway! I hope you enjoyed what little you have, and just because I feel like I didn't give you enough. I'll include a chapter preview this time. Again, sorry for the shortness, and I hope to see you next time~

Chapter 1 Preview~

The sound of sneakers rubbing against the polished floor, and the smell of sweat and rubber filled the gymnasium from the moment one opened the door. It wasn't until the familiar sound of a blown whistle blew, that all members of Seirin High school's basketball team stopped moving, and the chorus of gasp became louder, and less frequent. That the female couch's voice then bellowed in their ears.

"That's all for today! Good work!" She screeched.

Kuroko collapsed on a nearby bench gasping for air, like the rest, when he found a towel and water pushed in his face.

"Thank you." Kuroko replied to the person. Not noticing who it was until he looked up to see his couch, Riko Aida. Despite the fact that she was female, Riko was a very reliable couch.

"You can tell them whenever." She said placing a hand on each individual hip, as Kuroko wiped his sweat covered face with the fresh towel. Riko looked somewhat sympathetic at him.

"Now is fine." He said standing so that the two of them were facing the retreating members.

"Hold it!" Riko shouted. All members who were heading towards the locker room stopped, staring at the two questioningly. "Kuroko has something to say." With that one phrase, everyone began to walk to back to where Riko and Kuroko stood. This was possibly the rarest of occasions yet.