The Monster Inside (AoKaga)

Aomine's Past

A/N: Yo guys, sorry I didn't update this recently. Oh and I'm not sure how many chapters long this will be, I mean I have a pretty solid idea of the end and a few things I need to add on the way there but idk how long it'll take to get there. I'm thinking this story will reach 60,000+ words maybe even more. So, be ready guys.

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Kuroko was the shadow of the Old World's kingdom, he was used to being the errand boy for important matters, setting up meetings between factions or high-end vampires, even occasionally being an assassin. These were the very meager things in his life that filled his day-to-day doings. What most knew when they got to know him was that through being the shadow he came to know and notice a lot more than most would give him credit for.

So when Kagami Taiga had transferred to the Old World's army, and into Seirin's platoon, things started stirring. Sure, it wasn't obvious, but to his keen pale blue eyes, it wasn't shocking. He didn't know if it was solely Kagami's fault for the things that were happening, but he did know that he was affecting the people here. For good or bad was still to be seen in most. Yet, Kuroko knew one person whom was affected for the better, and that was his longtime friend Aomine.

Aomine had always been lazy, grumpy, and downright aggravating for most of his life. But there had been a time in his life that he had once smiled more openly (although that had taken a couple years after his turning to come about due to circumstances none of them would bring up), his eyes had a light burning bright in them, and he didn't have innocence per say – more like a happier more optimistic view on the world. That all changed when his passion had died for sword fighting and magic, things were too simple – too easy.

There was no challenge for him, everyone too scared to view him as anything other than a monster. Even among vampires he was seen as the most vicious, tenacious monster there was. None took the time to realize anything other than his monstrous sword and magic skills. That was all he was defined by, all that they would see.

It hadn't affected Aomine right away of course, at first Kuroko only noticed that his eyes seemed so very dull compared to how full of life they had been before. He started slacking in his sword and magic studies – saying that he had already learned everything there was and perfected them. Kuroko had admittedly panicked a bit at that, he could see what was happening but there didn't seem to be anything he could do. Then about two hundred years ago or so Akashi changed Haizaki to fill the seventh seat that had been empty.

Things seemed to pick up for a while in Aomine's case, Haizaki proved to be a good distraction from the loneliness and despair he had been feeling. Haizaki's skills of taking magic and sword styles for his own proved to be difficult for Aomine, showing him that perhaps he had misjudged the fact he had reached the pinnacle of his abilities. His smile came back and his laughter seemed louder than ever – even though he could barely stand Haizaki's personality, fighting with him was exciting.

When Haizaki had been beaten so many times that Aomine realized yet again that he had conquered another foe completely. Even with his stealing powers Haizaki was no match for Aomine, he could no longer use those moves to the fullest because Aomine made them special to him and him alone which in turn made it useless to Haizaki. It made him so bitter.

Bitter that his hope was once again being crushed. Kuroko could barely stand being near Aomine because it made him start hating it too. And Kuroko loved fighting and magic more than anything. So he distanced himself from his friend, and that made him blind to how Aomine's despair was affecting the others'. The others too became so arrogant and full of themselves that each seemed distant from each other. Their Old World's purebloods were slowly being consumed by their overbearing powers.