Shadow's Might (Kuroko no Basket Fanfiction)

Chapter 9

Panic took control of every person present in the arena as they watched the most beloved player fall. It had taken them too long to notice the state in which Kuroko was in. The on hand doctors raced to the fallen prince, but they had no idea what to do. Blood was racing down Kuroko's face and the only thing they could properly do was make sure he did not choke and suffocate. It took a minute for the doctor assigned to Kuroko to reach him as properly administer the sedative needed to fully calm down his heart, but even then Kuroko was in a critical condition.

Everyone watched with bated breaths as Kuroko struggled to breath, as he shivered on the floor, as his muscles contracted and as blood continued to pour down. He was bleeding from his ears, nose, and eyes that made him look as if he was crying tears of blood. Although, he was already unconscious his eyes remained open in order to allow the blood to flow correctly or else he would risk loosing his eyesight permanently. His heart slowed to enough for him to pass for a regular human, but the doctor needed his heart rate to go much slower, enough that he could appear to be dead. That is why, the doctor gave him another dose, if he didm't he risked losing Kuroko.

The moment the doctor felt Kuroko's heart slow enough, he, Tomlinson, Jack, Henry and Mike gently settled him in the stretcher and placed a tube down his throat to clear his airways and provide direct oxygen to his lungs. The Huntsmen were they only ones allowed to go near Kuroko as they hurried him out of the stadium and into an awaiting ambulance. The moment Kuroko was settled in, the ambulance took off leaving everyone else in shock.
  
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Akashi payed Kuroko close attention, and the moment he noticed the drops of blood falling from his nose he was too late. He stood at the other end of the court when Kuroko started swaying. He tried desperately to reach him before he fell, but could only get there in time to see those blue eyes he loved so much fill with blood as they lost their shine. They stayed open, but completely so, it was as if they could simply not close, and it scared him. He had never felt a cold hand take hold of his heart making it difficult to breath. He knelt down by Kuroko's side and yet he could do nothing to help him. He was in so much shock that he didn't even complain when Jack pushed him aside to take his place.

He didn't register the tears he had running down hie face as Kuroko got hurried away from him. He would have followed them if his body could move, but it remained frozen in the spot. He watched as the reporters flooded the halls in a hurry to catch the story. Only to be stopped by the Elite's special protective force before they could surround the ambulance and the Huntsmen bus as both took off to a hospital. No one knew which one.

He stayed that way, lost in his own thoughts; in an endless rewind of the worst moment of his life, until his team knocked some sense into him. He stood slowly and observed his team. The rest of the generation of miracles were in a similar state to him. All of them had a haunted look in their eyes. Kise hung unto Aomine like his life depended on him, Aomine was too out of it to notice that he was clinging to Kise as well. Murasakibara looked green, and whenever he caught sight of food he got worse. Midorima clutched his lucky item of the day in his right hand, his left hand pushed his glasses up his nose every five seconds. Takao stayed close to Midorima, making sure he did nothing stupid. Akashi was grateful for that. Yet the one that seemed the most shocked was Kagami. His hands were in his hair pulling on the starnds as he stared far away. He kept mumbling to himself the same phrase over and over again; "I killed him." Although, Akashi currently despised him, he couldn't help but pity him in that moment. But, it didn't last long.

He just like the rest of them was emotionally unstable, but he was afraid of what his alter would do should he bring him out. Therefore, he decided it would be for the best if he endured. He gathered himself up as much as he could, before leading his team back to their locker rooms. There the heavy atmosphere turned gloomier, bringing every member of the team into a depressed state of mind. He walked over to the coach. He was about to speak when a elegantly dressed woman walked in.

She was smaller then him even though she wore heals. She was not smiling and her lips were pressed into a thin line, but her eyes were warm and somewhat comforting. She reminded him of his mother. She was a foreigner that was certain, with her wavy brown her, brown eyes, lightly tanned skin and American face. "Sorry to interupt you all, but I thought you would all like to know how Kuroko is doing," her Japanese was great, even though her could detect an accent he noticed that it was not an American one, perhaps she was hispanic he thought. Then what she said registered. "Yes. Please, tell us." Akashi almost pleaded.

"The doctors said that Tetsuya will be alright, and that his body was already recovering. But, he will stay in bed in a medically induced coma for two weeks, then he must remain in the medical ward for two more weeks, after that it all depends on his body, but do not fear, Tetuya is a strong boy." She spoke to them all with reassurance.

"I hope you don't mind me asking, but who are you?" Akashi asked.

"My name is Katrina White, my husband and I are Tetsuya's legal guardians, and the CEOs of the Elites."