"So, what is it that is so urgent you stormed into my house and startled my fiancée from making breakfast?" He was disappointed this morning's breakfast was just toast and milk. Midorima had Akashi's driver waiting at the entrance of Akashi's apartment.

"Good morning, Young Master Seijuuurou." The driver greeted as he opened the doors for both Akashi and Midorima. Midorima had passed Akashi a folder after they got into the car. The driver had been instructed to drive them to a certain location. Akashi ripped the envelope open, pulling out the papers sealed within. Flipping through the papers, Akashi turned back at his childhood friend and was astounded at the information he had been given.

"Shintarou. Is this true?" Akashi had questioned.

"Don't ask silly questions. You know that is not possible. Everything you see is the truth." Midorima was sangfroid as he calmly replied to Akashi. "The board is not going to let this go; now they know the truth. Was it part of your schemes from the beginning?" Akashi sighed as he tossed the papers onto the empty seat beside him. The first page had a picture of his fiancée, Kuroko Tetsuya. It was a report containing the darkest secrets of the Kuroko family that revealed the origins of the Kuroko family. His fiancée's ancestry, which his parents had kept a secret. Akashi bet Tetsuya wasn't even aware of himself or what he was as a member of the Kuroko family. Was it really? Was everything part of his schemes? I planned everything? I think not. It must be fate that had pulled them together. The fate of two lonely souls.

Akashi frowned. The House of Hundred Demons. It was an orphanage in which orphans or young children with special abilities were taken in. Children who wield the power of espers. It was rare, almost impossible, but espers still exist even in the modern era when technology has taken control of the world. Kuroko's great-grandfather was one of them, a member of the notorious orphanage. Akashi wondered if Kuroko had inherited his great-grandfather's ESP powers.

The sleek black limousine Akashi and Midorima were in had stopped when they reached their destination. Akashi and Midorima stepped out and found themselves in front of the grand building of the Akashi Conglomerate Corporation's headquarters. "Why am I here?" Akashi asked his friend. Midorima sighed and smacked Akashi with the folder in his hands.

"If you have forgotten, I'll kill you!" Midorima scowled.

Akashi sighed. Yes, today is an important day. It's the day of the annual meeting among the board of directors. The Akashi family had formed an alliance with the five families and become sworn brothers, which made their children grow up close to each other. It also explains the bonds Akashi and Midorima shared. The five families were the Akashi, Midorima, Kise, Aomine, and Murasakibara. Akashi and Midorima entered the building, stepping into the elevator, and pressed the button for the top floor. The top floor is where the meeting would be held, in the VIP conference room. The arrival of Akashi and Midorima was greeted with the presence of their fathers and members of the board. Several members of the board were shareholders of Rakuzan University.

"Good that you've come, Seijuurou, Shintarou." Akashi Masaomi nodded. They were dead last to arrive, thanks to Akashi. Midorima had a disapproving look on his face. As they took their seats, the meeting began.

The representative from the Kise and Aomine families chuckled. "It appears the young master has matured into a fine man." The one who had spoken had golden hair, just like Akashi had remembered. He was the mirror image of one of his students, who also happened to be Tetsuya's friend, Kise Ryouta. That man was the representative from the Kise family. Akashi was plunged into a state of perturbation. He had wavered for an instant moment. It was unbelievable how one could be so similar to another.

"Are you related to Kise Ryouta?" Akashi had asked. He just couldn't resist the urge.

"What, have you lost your mind? He's my younger brother. Although he had been avoiding me and refusing to take over the family. He ran off to be with bastard Aomine's kid and became a model." Kise's representative had laughed it off. "I am Kise Ryouhei. The first son of the Kise family." As things were settled, Masaomi began the agenda of the meeting. The meeting lasted two hours. Akashi was exhausted when the meeting was over. One of them was the discussion upon leaving the company into the hands of his only son, Akashi Seijuurou. Akashi Masaomi was retiring. No one had objected. Akashi Seijuurou's exceptional skills were recognised worldwide, and his new fiancée was someone who would become his queen to his empire. The elders of Kise and Aomine frowned. They were aware of how and what Kuroko Tetsuya was capable of. They were some of the firsts that experienced and witnessed the terrible and severe maltreatment of his parents against their son, despite having inherited their own flesh and blood. And just once, the child unleashed something impossible for man. Till today, they were still clueless about what had happened. They felt the Kuroko family harboured secrets—something that shouldn't exist in the material world of humans.

Akashi expected the board to oppose or demur his marriage with the Kuroko family. The members of the board gave Akashi a lacklustre impact of reactions instead. The Kuroko family had never entered into a contract with the five families. It was an independent family. Until the day when the Akashi family trapped them in their perfect schemes. Many of the members had never heard of such a family having existed until Masaomi raised the name during the discussion and declared the Kuroko family would be joining hands with the Akashi family. They were anxious and concerned at the foreign name twirling at the end of their tongues. The lack of information had brought uneasiness and unsettling emotions to make the final decision. It was then that Masaomi had declared the approval of the Kuroko family joining the board. After all, the Kuroko family had entered into a marriage contract with the Akashi family.

Masaomi smirked. They had no idea. The Kuroko family inherited the ethereal appearance of their ancestors; their skills were top-notch. When that day came, Masaomi was sure the Kuroko family would be welcomed and accepted as fellow members of the board. They would be thankful the Kuroko family was on their side. After all, they were a ferocious family feared by the West. Masaomi was sure that even in the modern era, they will strive when the strength of the Kuroko family will be needed once again. His son had done a great job in wheeling Tetsuya, their youngest son, into the Akashi family. Kuroko Tetsuya would become the wife of Akashi Seijuurou. The Kuroko family could never take him back, despite how hard they mourned for their loss. It was a mistake, a rash decision on their part. The Kuroko family may harbour feelings of regret and lamentations, but the devils of the Akashi family would never return something they have obtained.

You're mine, Tetsuya.

"Shintarou." Midorima's father called upon his son after the board meeting. Once again, a client had requested his son's exceptional skills as a surgeon. Midorima took the client's file from his father. "You'll do it, won't you?"

Midorima adjusted his slanted glasses and sighed. "The client is important to our family, isn't it? What choice do I have?" His father nodded; Midorima's answer brought his father satisfaction on his part. Akashi and Midorima parted ways as they arrived at the lowest floor of the building. They both have important business needs to attend to after all. Akashi instructed his driver to drive him to the university. Midorima headed to the Midorima Hospital to see the patient, who greatly required his skills.

Kuroko sighed as he walked into class, barely five minutes before the bell rang. He was glad today's classes weren't Akashi's classes. He took out his textbooks from his bag and began reading them. With no Kise or Aomine to pester him; Kuroko had a peaceful time. He had ghosted the corner of the classroom near the window. He was so engrossed in his reading that his classmates didn't realise the seat had been occupied and tried sitting on him.

"I'm sorry!" The guy had apologised profusely, taking the seat next to Kuroko. The guy took a proper glance at Kuroko. His ethereal appearance and decided that his weak presence could be one of the reasons why he was so often imperceptible by his classmates.

The professor walked into the classroom 5 minutes after the chime. Kuroko was approached by a classmate who had bumped into him that morning after the lecture.

"I haven't given you my name, haven't I?" Kuroko's classmate had said. "My name is Furihata Kouki. What's your name? You were that student that caught Professor Akashi's eye, aren't you? You may have a weak presence, but there's no one who'll forget such a beautiful person like you."

Kuroko wore an apathetic expression, although he seemed fairly surprised as it had been a long time since someone had approached him besides Kise and Aomine. His perversive nature was becoming more prominent; the rumours were evolving, spreading far and wide. "My name is Kuroko Tetsuya." Kuroko replied. It was because Kuroko were constantly surrounded by famous stars like Kise and Aomine or kidnapped by the demon professor that no one dared to go near Kuroko. If you lose focus, Kuroko would have vanished from sight. It was hard for his classmates to get hold of Kuroko. It's like he was a spirit.

Furihata eyes sparkled. "Kuroko-kun! Let's be friends! Do you have any classes later? Let's eat together!" Kuroko had just nodded, following his new friend to the cafeteria. He wore a puzzled look all the way from the classroom to the cafeteria. Not many people have approached Kuroko because of their genuine intentions and goodwill. Kuroko had slurped on his vanilla milkshake as he scrutinised his new friend. Furihata Kouki. A name Kuroko had never heard of. He might be a transfer student.

"Are you a transfer student?" Kuroko had asked Furihata.

Furihata gave Kuroko a nervous laugh. "Do I seem that obvious? Actually, I am from Tokyo. I just arrived in Kyoto yesterday." Kuroko nodded. It explains the strange situation he was in. School had reopened a few days ago, and Furihata appeared to be clueless just about everything. Today was his first day. Kuroko took out his book from his bag and started reading.

The pair finished their lunch and took out their class materials. They began preparing for their next class. The loud noises of girls screaming and yelling had brought their attention to the cafeteria entrance.

"What is that?" Furihata had wondered, staring at the crowd of people gathering at the entrance. Kuroko shrugged. He had a bad feeling. Don't tell me.... He buried his face in his book and prayed it wasn't what he thought it was. The tone of that unforgettable low and sexy voice sent chills down Kuroko's spine.

"Let me through," the voice spoke. As if a spell were cast, they were plunged into a trance; the crowd of girls parted, carving a pathway for Akashi to pass through. Akashi noticed the tuft of pastel blue hair among the thousands of students in the busy cafeteria. He found who he was looking for and loomed over Kuroko from behind.

"Tetsuya. Didn't I tell you to come to my office?" Akashi's sharp voice pierced through Kuroko's insouciant personality, slowly painting his world with colours of himself, pulling Kuroko out of his dull and gloomy world. Pulling Kuroko closer to his world. Making him one who will see the same world as he had. Akashi grabbed Kuroko by his hand and dragged Kuroko along with him. His assistant had collected Kuroko's belongings and followed her master. Furihata stared at the events unfolding in a daze. What had just happened? Furihata wondered to himself.

"Bruh, are you okay?" A guy had snapped Furihata from his daze. He was holding his lunch tray in his hands. Furihata had blinked.

"Who are you?" Furihata had questioned.

"I am a sophomore student. My name is Shinji Koganei." The newly introduced senior settled himself at Furihata's table. It was difficult to find seats during lunch hour, and Furihata seemed to be in shock. Koganei and his friend had decided to sit with the poor new student. "You're new, aren't you? Hyuuga said we have a new transfer student coming in today. It must be you, right?"

"I am also a sophomore student. I am Satoshi Tsuchida. You can call me Tsucchi." Tsuchida gave Furihata a gentle smile. Prudent and sceptical feelings were reflected in Furihata's clear irises. Tsuchida sensed that the transfer student had some concerns. "What's wrong?" He asked Furihata.

Furihata took a few sips of his juice, and Koganei continued stuffing his face with his lunch. Furihata looked down. "That guy just now, who was he? To drag Kuroko-kun away just like that. Is he Kuroko-kun's relative?"

"Oh, that's what you mean." Tsuchida chuckled. "He's a professor. I'm sure you will meet him soon. He's Professor Akashi, and coincidentally, he is also the only son and heir of the founder of Rakuzan. Professor Akashi is exceptionally skilled."

Furihata had frowned. "It doesn't make sense. Teachers usually don't interact so closely with a student." Tsuchida and Koganei avoided Furihata's heedful gaze. They wondered if they should be disclosing such information. Furihata banged his fists on the table, startling his seniors. "I won't tell anyone. Please tell me!"

Koganei and Tsuchida sighed and shook their heads. "We don't know. It was a new semester, and Professor Akashi walked into the office one morning with a happy expression. It was creepy for someone like him to be called the 'Demon Professor'. It was around then, a new student with an ethereal appearance of the heavens, a pale complexion, and a delicate body. He had a weak presence. But Professor Akashi pulled him along on his every break time. He was kind of famous, y'know. Like wearing identical clothing or jewellery. He's a childhood friend of the famous supermodel Kise Ryouta and the uprising national basketball player, Aomine Daiki. He's pretty famous himself, but he's barely noticeable. Sometimes we wonder if he was even human."

Furihata couldn't believe his ears. The professor had the appearance of a host more of a teacher. Wearing identical things? That's like... a couple. He made a mental note to make some clarifications when he sees him the next time. Furihata may not look sharp, but he could briefly notice the pair rings Kuroko and the professor adorned on their ring fingers.

Strange. Very strange indeed.