Kuroko no Basket what if's...,oneshots and scenarios.

Took you long enough, (F/n)...(Unknown! x Reader)

Hello again! 

This is the same as before! You'll have to try an figure out who this is! But this time, there are no limits. Anyone within KnB is up for grabs. There isn't a lot of clues, so the portrayal of personality is important. 

This contains hints of possibly disturbing contents to sensitive readers. Please stop if you're affected. 

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Stop please, don't do it, please! I'm begging you...

Somebody help!

Please, anybody...

My chest convulsed, I flung myself off my bed and dry heaved onto the floor. Endless tears trickled down my tired face. My breathing became heavy, begging for more air to fill up my lungs, to free me from my nightmares, my eternal enemy. The numbness and stiffness of my hands mattered not when my brain sourced up memories I wish to have vanished, and never to return to me. But they did.

Sleeping used to be my serenity, where I could wander off into woods and castles, remain soaring in the sky and carefree. Laughing off nightmares in the morning, telling myself they would never happen. It was not real.

But now, that wasn't the case. The dreams were real, they were the reality, and I am left with it for the rest of my life.

With shaky breaths, I tried my best to slow down my breathing to a more normal and acceptable rate. I meekly glanced outside, the sun was just over the horizon, beautiful shades of pink and purple expanded over the faintly lit stars. How could a world so beautiful hide so much despair and darkness?

It's been 9 months since that day, and ever since then, every moment was etched into my brain, no matter how much I wanted to forget, I will never do so. But, that doesn't mean I couldn't change. Change for the better.

I forget sleep, and prepare a bath. I'm going to fight it, no matter how hard it'll be. I'll be fine if that doesn't happen...I'll be fine. No one will know.

I'll be perfectly fine.

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It was just over 9:02am, my eyes aligned with the sign above me. Boxing Fitness, it was boldly imprinted on a board of deep red. I entered the door, immediately, the smell of sweat and masculinity overpowered my nose.

Further down the corridor, the smell became more prominent and soon, dozens of punching bags came into views hanging from thick metal chains.

"Oi, you're late. We're supposed to start 2 minutes ago. Run around the arena until 2 minutes is up." A voice called out to me in the dark abyss of the gym. I searched around the arena desperately, I hated when I didn't know whose speaking. My eyes finally landed on a tall, lean silhouette by the corner. Darkness devoured him which made him difficult to make out.

"The fuck you staring at? Go!" Startled by the fierceness of the man's voice, I broke out into a sprint. My runner slapped along the marbled floor. But after 3 whole laps, I paused and took several deep breaths, catching my breath.

"How the hell are you tired already? The sprinting ain't even one minute! Forget about stopping, you're runnin' until you collapse!" He was still yelling at me in the corner, he didn't try to even greet me.

I puffed out, "please...just let me stop for a while, I have a cramp."

"What did you just say?" The shadow then began to slowly stalk towards me. My heartbeat quickened as he made his way towards me.