WHAT AWAITS AT THE END

Author: Fumi GrayHeart

Note: This is my very first fanfic. *smile* Yes, that's true. I wonder why I had to go through a lot of hesitations before publishing this story. And now I had mustered up the courage to share this to all KuroBasu fans (especially KiKuro fans) out there. Again this is my first time so bear with me *grin*. I am quite unconfident with my writing so feel free to drop by your comments/reviews. I highly believe that there is always a room for improvement so opinions are highly appreciated. *bow*

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke. It solely belongs to one Fujimaki Tadatoshi. Any other stories in parallel with this fanfic are of pure coincidence.

Another note: Enjoy reading!

Summary: "I love you." Words that Kise longs to utter to one specific person. But his growing popularity seems to be a great hindrance to his personal feelings and desires, add to that are the people that keeps on getting in their way. Will their unrequited love outwit the obstacles the world brings?

WHAT AWAITS AT THE END

Chapter 1

Kise stood in front of a life-size mirror as he straightened the imaginary ruffles from his adoring gray leather vest. He slid his left hand at his straight silky blond hair and smiled. His career as a model boomed upon entering Kaijou Private Highschool and after being managed by a prominent student from the said school.

The breakthroughs that Kise Ryouta received in his entire first year in highschool really made his life at ease. At the age of sixteen, he managed to have his own condo unit and independently lived on his own. He has also been allowed to own a car and drive by himself albeit being under aged.

Besides modelling in teen photobooks and magazines, Kise entered the world of advertisements as he also does TV commercials which made him more popular among the country. Teenagers and even married women drool over his large posters and billboards that adorn the lively buildings of Tokyo and some other parts of Japan.

This was all happening thanks to a specific person—Kasamatsu Yukio.

But the glimpse and glamour of the spotlight and deafening scream and shout of the crowd made him forget the real reason of his existence.

"Ryouta-kun, it's time." A strong manly voice said.

"Uh.. yeah. Kasamatsu-san." He smiled as he passed by the black-haired shorter guy.

"Good Morning everyone! Our guest for today is a very handsome young man in the peak of his career as the most popular teen model of our generation. He was already featured in countless Japanese magazines and foreign magazines. Who would believe that this high school student drove the whole town crazy!? So, let's welcome Kise Ryouta!"

"Thank you Hionna-san! That's a very flattering introduction." The popular blonde model replied and reached for the hand of the TV Host.

"Whoa! That's Kise kun right?" a woman's voice asked.

"Yeah." A soft voice replied.

"I can't believe it! Back when you were still in middle school, that young man loves to hang out here in our house. Now look at him, he sure is so popular." The woman exclaimed.

"..."

"I wonder why did you choose Seirin instead of Kaijou, you might be so close with Kise-kun up till now."

"…"

"So Kise-san, what can you say about your current status as a super popular teenage icon at present?"

"Umm. For that? I wanna extend my deepest gratitude to those who supports me with all their hearts. And I wanna say thank you to my special friend who brought me all the way here—Kasamatsu Yukio."

Upon hearing that, the owner of the soft voice gulped as he stood up heading towards the television.

"I'm going now, Mom." he said as he unplugged the TV.

"Okay, Tetsuya-kun. Take care." The woman smiled.

The teal-haired teen was on his way to the door when his phone rang.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Tetsuya? Are you still going to my place? I've been waiting for you for half an hour." The voice from the next line replied.

"I highly doubt it, it's been five minutes after I texted that I'm going there."

"Okay okay. Make sure you bring my favourite Caramel flavour Milk Tea with you, that's your punishment for making me wait."

"Fine." The teal-haired huffed. "See you, Akashi-kun." He added.

Kise wore one of his best disguise to hide from his beaming fans waiting for him outside the TV Station. It's not that he doesn't like them swarming around him, he was just so tired and longing so bad for a good sleep. His sought-after career almost took all of his time for resting even just for a split second. Add to that are his brimming responsibilities as a regular high schooler.

After his successful escape from the crowd, he scurried to his car and ignited it as if someone was after his life. A smile of victory ran through his lips as he drove pass the thrilled crowd.

"Wait for me my comfy-comfy bed!" he exclaimed, taking a glimpse on the rear-view mirror.

"It's such a pain escaping, really." he sighed.

After a few minutes of driving, he finally reached the tower where he lives. He wore his disguise again as he drop off from the car that he parked at the basement. He ran to the elevator as fast as he could so no one would see him. Upon entering he swore he had bumped into someone, which he failed to notice at first. Hiding carefully with his leather detective-like coat and a matching cap, he noticed the pale hand pressed the close button. He looked up slowly and gaped in shocked. A small teal-haired boy owns that very pale hand. He knows him—the teal-haired boy, the pale hand.

"Ku-Kurokocchi?" he exclaimed.

The teal-haired boy lifted his face up to take a look on the owner of the voice through his peripheral vision. He dared not to look properly, cautious enough from what he might see. His round eyes widened when he quickly recognized the identity of the latter. No way. He thought.

He quickly avoided the gaze of the taller man as shivers ran down to his spine. "He is not Kise kun. He is not-"

A warm hug from behind caught him off track. "Kurokocchi." A deep voice whispered.

"You…You're not Kise kun, right?" he replied in a low tone voice.

"I'm sorry to say it's a no. It's me Kurokocchi. It's Kise-kun." Tears began welling up as he answered the boy's queries.

To be continued.

That's all for now. Sorry to leave you hanging and for the wrong grammars (if any) as well. Hope you liked it! Don't forget your reviews =D

Fumi loves you all! XOXO