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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence,
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, F/F, Multi
  Fandom:
      Kuroko_no_Basuke_|_Kuroko's_Basketball
  Relationship:
      Akashi_Seijuurou/Kuroko_Tetsuya, Himuro_Tatsuya/Murasakibara_Atsushi,
      Aomine_Daiki/Kise_Ryouta, Kagami_Taiga/Kise_Ryouta, Aida_Riko/Momoi
      Satsuki, Imayoshi_Shouichi/Sakurai_Ryou, Hyuuga_Junpei/Kiyoshi_Teppei,
      Araki_Masako/Alexandra_Garcia, Midorima_Shintarou/Takao_Kazunari
  Character:
      Akashi_Seijuurou, Kuroko_Tetsuya, Murasakibara_Atsushi, Aomine_Daiki,
      Kise_Ryouta, Midorima_Shintarou, Kagami_Taiga, Himuro_Tatsuya, Aida_Riko,
      Momoi_Satsuki, Imayoshi_Shouichi, Sakurai_Ryou, Hyuuga_Junpei, Kiyoshi
      Teppei, Takao_Kazunari, Araki_Masako, Alexandra_Garcia
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Dance, Drama, Romance, Tragedy, Friendship, Love
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-07-29 Updated: 2013-07-30 Chapters: 2/? Words: 3640
****** Defining Gravity ******
by wayward_author
Summary
     Ever since they met at a playground, they were fascinated by how the
     body could fly, twist, and spin in the air through dance. Ever since,
     they had a passion growing. Years later, the group of friends meet in
     middle school and sparks a tale of drama, love, and tragedy.
     (AUDanceVerse)
Notes
     Hello there dearies~. This is a new chapter fic that has been buzzing
     around in my mind for a while now since I first saw this MEP on
     youtube called Turn it Up. I'm sorry the prologue is a bit short, but
     the chapters will be much longer. If you see anything wrong or if you
     have any advise or suggestions, don't be scared, tell me. I hope you
     like this AU idea of mine. Enjoy!
***** Prologue *****
Prologue
When the music takes over, there's nothing else anyone could do. It makes them
move in such a way that awes those around them. They use to be such beginners,
and now their practically famous in the dance community, almost infamous in
society. Yet, no one knows their identity. They always wore some type of
bandana or half masks. It may seem silly, but they all had a purpose for doing
so.
When the six of them meet, they were still small, six and seven year olds all
meeting at a playground. They found it funny at how all of them had such hair
colors and matching eyes. They were playing tag and sliding down slides and
swinging on swings when they heard a commotion. Like any curious kid, they
decided to go check it out and found fate knocking on their doors. In front of
there was a crowd. With their small bodies, they quickly slipped through to the
front.
Once there, they saw a man spinning on his hands as he twisted his body in the
air. He seemed to float up a few feet before landing on the heel of his shoe,
following the momentum of his speed to glide through the twirl of his body,
setting back into the routine of his other partners. The way they moved,
balanced, and flipped, it was as if gravity didn't apply to them. To any kid,
it was amazing indeed. They stood and watched until the end, watching as the
group danced against another that had tricks of their own.
After they were done, the children walked back to the playground, speechless.
They stared at each other, their thoughts scattered before they turned to the
one who more than likely knew what it was. His skin was darker than the rest
with dark blue hair and eyes.
"To tell you the truth, I've only ever heard of such a thing, but on the
streets, it's called breakdancing." He told them. "There are two or more crews
and they battle it out to see who's better."
"For what reason, though? What's so great about winning such a small
competition?" The boy with green hair and eyes asked. The darker boy shrugged.
"Bragging rights? Probably a safer way to settle disputes? Something along
those lines."
"Whatever the reason, it looks like fun, suu!" The blond kid of the bunch
exclaimed. He was jumping from excitement. "I wanna move like that, suu!"
"Hmmm, it seems like a lot of work thouggghhhh." The tallest boy stated as he
sucked on a piece of candy. He had many more in his pocket that made his mouth
water more from the thought of them.
"I would like to move in such a way as well." The lighter blue haired boy
replied. It was already hard for him to be noticed, but with those moves, he
might be able to be recognized. "I wonder how high I can go before gravity
takes hold again." A hand was placed on his shoulder. He looked to the red head
beside him, noticing a thoughtful smile.
"I was thinking the same thing." The red head turned to all the others. "It
seems like something fun to start. If we ever meet again, let's try it." It may
have sounded like a suggestion, but they knew from the look in his eyes that it
was an order. The six of them spent the rest of the day talking and messing
around, each trying to start their own moves while the others laughed and
pointed out their mistakes. Once it got late enough, they went their separate
ways. It would be years before they would see each other once again.
***** Chapter One: Reunion *****
Chapter Notes
     Well lovelies, here’s the first chapter. I hope you enjoy it and
     thank you to those who reviewed. It means a lot.
     Also, promote time. There’s an author on here that I’m pretty good
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     Anyways, I hope you like this chapter. Enjoy!
     Song: Reunion by Stars
Chapter One: Reunion
It's been years since that fateful day at the park. Each child went home that
night, unknowing of what fate had in store for them. They continued to grow
within their own little worlds with their own little families. Some more
privileged than others. They tried to not think about the others, tried to
concentrate on their own abilities, but once in a while, they thought back on
their impossible promise. How were they even sure they would run into each
other after so much time has passed. One could have moved, forget, or not get
into the school they all agreed on.
Teiko Middle school was part of a high end school system that held students
from pre-school to twelfth grade. It was for the prestigious families and those
who are smart enough to earn the scholarship. The reason they agreed on such a
school was because two from the group had been going since pre-school and since
the scholarship program starts in middle school, it seemed like a good time to
begin their little idea. All they had to do was buy their time.
For Aomine Daiki, it was slow. The boy had dark skin, unusually for someone of
Japanese descent, with dark blue eyes and hair. He did not let it get him down,
even in the slumps. He never told his friends how poor he was; just that he
lived in a different neighborhood than the others and knew the rules of the
streets from family members. He never told them how his mother was an alcoholic
prostitute with tendencies to forget about him or who is father would beat him
in a daily basis. No one needed to know that. It was his problem, and his
alone.
With the house shabby and dangerous people at every corner, Aomine had to learn
the underground rules pretty quickly. Still, nothing kept down his cheerful
childlike side, especially with his friend Momoi. She helped him through a lot,
even without knowing of the abuse he received. He was a rowdy boy, what else
would people think when he shows up with scrapes and bruises. At least he had
Momoi to take care of his wounds. Somehow, she never found out about the
cracked ribs.
When he met the others at the playground, not only did he find a passion, but a
way out of his hell. If he can get into Teiko Middle School, he could work to a
future he never thought would be possible, a future where he could be away from
his parents, off the streets, and maybe in a high raise with his own company or
as a CEO. The possibilities were endless. Dancing was just a way to handle the
stress of the ride to that dream. He practiced every day, watching and asking
advice from experienced dancers. Each night, lying in bed in pain and with a
headache from schoolwork, he would smirk. The others won't know what hit them.
He would be the one to lead them to victory when the time came.
For Midorima Shintaro, life was almost completely different. His family was one
of the prestigious kinds with doctors for parents. He grew up with a stern
upbringing like so many other parents that were similar. It was hard being the
oldest as a lot of responsibilities were placed upon his shoulders. He had to
get perfect grades, he had to learn subjects that were too advance for his age,
and he had to grow up without being a child.
That day when he was playing in the park, he ran from his tutor. He could not
take the pressure or the responsibilities that his parents placed on him. For
one day, he got to experience how to be a child, something he could not do
before. And then when he found other kids to play with, he felt that he found
what he was missing: freedom to expand. Dance helped him with that. He had to
practice in secret of course, but he did manage to gain the abilities he needed
to perform with the others. There was one person who knew though, and was happy
for him, but was frightened at the same time, his one and only sibling
With his little sister, their parents were a bit more lenient, but Midorima was
expected to set an example for her to follow. If he were to fail in the future,
they were hoping that she would be able to pick up the pieces and become the
golden child. Because of that, she was scared, and told her older brother about
her fears. She did not want to become a machine, cold and heartless, just like
their parents. That night, he held his little sister and told her that it would
never happen. He made a vow to himself right then, that if his passion got in
the way, he could cut it out of his life in order to keep his sister away from
their parents grasps.
Murasakibara Atsuhi lived a different life as well. He had a big family in an
average home with four older siblings. Their parents worked hard for the
children, making sure that they had what they needed, but because of work they
did not know what went on in the house. While being the youngest in other
households meant special treatment and being teased, in the Murasakibara
family, it was a bit different. The loveable giant was bullied roughly by his
older brothers. His one older sister tried to be there for him, but with school
and her needy boyfriend, it was hard for her to be around as much as she liked.
When it came to food, the brothers would take as much as they could, barely
leaving enough for the youngest. He had a way around it with snacks and candies
to keep his energy and fill up, but it wasn't very nutritious for a growing boy
such as him. Every cent he got from his parents went towards food that would
help him get what he needed so he could eat the snack he craved, but it had
already taken a toll on his body. His stomach became very sensitive to regular
food, to the point of almost rejecting the food. He could not tell his parents,
they had too much on their plate. His brothers would just laugh and challenge
him to a wrestling match, uncaring if he got hurt. His sister, as much as he
would like to tell her, it would case a riff between her and her boyfriend. He
did not want to be a pest, so he kept it to himself and made sure he had enough
snacks and sweets to get him going.
Dance would help him keep in shape while he had good friends beside him.
Murasakibara was not sure if they would even still be able to meet, but he was
going to try his best to get into Teiko Middle School to be with them. He hoped
that one day; he could trust them enough to tell him his problems. Maybe they
could become his brothers.
In the Kise family, it was almost normal. Kise Ryouta was the youngest child
and the only son. Even living as an average family, he and his sisters acquired
a lot of attention. The two older sisters were approached and thrown into the
modeling world first, their parents ecstatic. Soon after, the only son was put
into special classes to help him with his own modeling career. He took classes
on how to pose for cameras, how to take care of his skin and body, how to sing,
play an instrument, and how to dance all sorts of styles. Ballet, tap, and hip-
hop were just skimming the top. Soon, he was a child prodigy within the
industry. It made his sisters a little jealous, but they still loved him none
the less.
Even with classes and the reassurance, Kise did not feel happy. He hated people
looking at his body. Even if he did not show it, he was very self-conscious of
himself. He felt that he was not good enough for this job and it made him very
uncomfortable. He could not tell his family that he did not want to do it, it
would disappoint them. So he continued on, trying not to shy away from the
hands and eyes that kept on caressing him, preparing him for new jobs as he got
older. He soon started to feel self-loathing as time went on.
One upside from the job was the money. He did not really mind it, but it would
help when it's time to try and get into Teiko. With this job, the family was
moving up the social ladder, becoming one of the most watched families in the
country. Everyone seemed to know the siblings, their faces almost everywhere as
the years passed by. Kise would curl up at night and shake from the jobs of the
day. At least he had middle school to look forward too.
Kuroko Tetsuya had an interesting life in his view. No one else knew since no
one really noticed him. Not even his family remembers that he's there. He's a
very quiet boy who learned how to become practically invisible to keep away
from bullies in elementary school. He did not mind being invisible, but it did
get lonely at times and his mind would play tricks with him at night. He could
heard snickers and words telling him how useless he was, how he could never
become anything because of how little people can see him.
He took care of himself, but could not stop the torture he put himself through.
It hurt, yes, but he soon believed that he brought it upon himself. That's why
he was very surprised when Akashi Seijuro found him cowering in the park that
day, and offered him a hand to join him and the others. That day, he found
people who accepted him and was not fooled by his ability. It meant a lot to
him, especially when they found a common interest. But the thoughts still came
over him. It got bad a few years after when he noticed that he was harming
himself unconsciously, laughter following each incident.
He felt like there was no one to help him, that he was destined for this, until
he ran into Akashi once again. They ran into each other on the street one day
and sat down to talk in a café. They had two years until they were to meet up
in middle school, but they felt like it would be a good time to catch up.
Kuroko lied and spun him a tale where everything was fine, but nothing gets
passed Akashi. He just stared at the smaller boy until he broke and told him
everything. Once he was done, he was shaking softly, holding his head, and felt
like he was going crazy.
Akashi reached over and took the shaking body into his arms, gently comforting
him until he calmed down enough that he was silently crying into his shoulder.
He told him that everything was alright, to not listen to those thoughts and he
would always be there for him. They were both glad they were hidden away from
others eyes from being in the back. As Kuroko was being rocked, his friend told
him how life was for him.
For Akashi Seijuro, life has never been that simple. Like Midorima family, his
was wealthy as his father was a well-known and powerful man. Ever since he came
of age, the man pushed his son to become the perfect being to take over once
the time came. Because of that, Akashi made another personality to present
itself in front of his father. It was the cause of his yellow eye and it was a
part of him he would rather not show the others, especially Kuroko.
They stayed there, rocking back and forth for a few hours until they bother
decided it was best to leave, but it wasn't the last time they saw each other.
They would meet twice a week for Akashi to tutor Kuroko. The younger male was
not sure if he would make it in with his grades and asked for help. He also
liked the red heads presence. It helped him keep calm and slowly, the voices
went away.
One day, months after they first met, the air around them seemed to change.
Akashi seemed paler than usual and his breaths came short and almost ragged. He
was able to help Kuroko through many problems, but he needed to take brakes and
compose himself. The blue haired boy looked at him with worry, but when he
placed a hand on the others shoulder, they flinched.
"Ah, sorry Tetsuya. I think we should call it a day. He wants to come out. He's
been wanting to greet and after dealing with Father this morning, well…" He
trailed off, his eyes cast down, his teeth clenched, as he tried to keep
control of himself. Soon, he felt slim arms wrap around him.
"It's okay Akashi-kun." The voice was soft and small, unlike the monotone he
usually got. "I'll be here when he wants to come out. I'll protect you, no
matter what." With those words, Akashi relaxed and slowly wrapped his arms
around his friend. That day was the first day his other personality receded
back without any arguments. He realized that Kuroko Tetsuya was important to
him, and that he would never let him go.
When it came time to meet up again, it was as if all the students could feel
the excitement in the air. Then again, it could have been the new comers ready
for their first year of middle school. The first day went by fast and soon the
group of friends found themselves on the roof of the school, Kise being the
first one to show up, out of breath from running away from his fans. He was
right when he first started saving money for the school, that his modeling job
would be able to pay for the rest of his school career and beyond.
"Look at who decided to finally join us." A rough voice said to the side. Kise
turned to be face to face with a tanned male. He took a step back and looked
up, a blush reaching his cheeks and ran down his neck.
"A-Aomine!" He exclaimed before he smiled and gave him a bear hug, almost
crushing the taller boy. Kise stepped back with a full blown grin he never
wore. "I've missed you." He heard a small cough and turned to the others,
blushing harder. "Of course I've missed all of you guys, ehe." He laughed
nervously as he took in everyone, glad that everyone made it in.
Murasakibara came up and patted his head with a smile and offered him a
lollipop like he did with the others. He wore a sleepy smile, very happy that
he could be with everyone. It took him a while, but he managed to pass the exam
and get a small scholarship for gymnastics. He started recently since he
thought it would help him get into the school and would help him when they did
dance, which his practice helped him get into it. His family did not know of
course, but he saved his food money just for it. He's glad he did.
Midorima pushed up his glasses as he looked to him. "It seems that you are
doing well. I was very surprised to see you on billboards and TV." He held onto
a small figurine that seemed out of place, but when asked all he said was that
it was his lucky item. He may seem all serious and no nonsense, but on the
inside he was different.
"W-Well, my parents just pushed me into it. It's nothing to big-suu." Kise
pouted and turned his head to hide his blush, Aomine chuckled as he did. He
liked watching the blonde; he always did since they first met. It grew once he
started to see him everywhere. He never wanted to miss the chance to see him on
the television or to snag a picture of him. The fact that he knew him from
before the modeling career made him have slight feelings towards the idol. He
did not really understand them, but he was not complaining. Now if only he knew
the happy blondes feelings, but had doubt that they were anything close to his.
"Hm, I see." The green haired boy turned to look over the railing. "As long as
you don't hang with me often we will be fine. My parents don't approve of idols
and wants my sister and me to stay away. It won't be hard since I'm two years
ahead of all of you." He pushed his glasses up once again. "Don't worry, I
won't be backing out, I just have to be careful about it."
Before anyone could speak up, Akashi stepped forward with a nod, Kuroko moving
in from his right. Over the past two years, they had become close friends. It
was a shame that they were not in the same class, but there was always next
year. "I think that would be best for most of us. This school has a lot of
spies and would sell rumors for publicity, disregarding the fact if they are
real or not. We all have to be careful, especially since three of us have well
known families now." He looked toward Kuroko with sad eyes before turning back
to everyone. "I'll set up the place, times, and regiment for us to practice
with. We all have phones so it will be easy to keep in touch with everyone." He
smirked with his eyes slanted and held out both of his arms. "Now, it's about
time to take this world by storm, don't you agree?"
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