The Dancing Magician ( Kuroko Fan-fiction)

A flashback?

"I should probably explain some things." A man entered the gym wearing a hat and mysterious shades.
"Yeah, who are you?" Aida asked looking up. Everyone had left home after practice.
"Want to know Kylee's past?"
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It started at age eight for him. He's the son of a rich man. Always moved around. Whether it be Japan or America. He was shy and didn't talk much when I first met him. So I spoke in Japanese. That day, I figured out that he didn't know Japanese at all but had an interest in basketball. Everyone doesn't start off knowing everything. He loved basketball but sucked at it. Kylee's one of those smart people than physical. He did take dance class though and was pretty flexible. He then saw someone in Japan that inspired him so much, he did extra research(-_-). He forgot about basketball for a while while having to move to Europe and learned to be a magician. He was fast and was average at shooting. His father became more famous. But when you get famous, you also more hated. He was thirteen when he became involved in gang fights and killed seven people.

It was out of defense though, as many witnesses had said, that they attacked him. He learned another skill, Bloodlust. He learned about the human body too. How it was easier to move. To train. To learn skills. To improve your talents. He used all his life talents for basketball. At age fourteen, he finally join our team. Now he's sixteen and here.

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Past of Kylee's trip to Japan.

I walked around the park reading a book about the human eye. Did you know it's more difficult to follow a moving object that goes diagonal from the corner of your eye? A basketball rolled down at my feet. I picked it up as my vision blurred for a second and focused on a boy with light blue hair and an expressionless expression.
"This yours?" I asked holding it out to him.
"You can see me?" He asked.
"What? Are you a ghost or something?" I looked down at the ball. "Want to see a magic trick?"
He nodded as an uneasy emotion creep into his eyes. I placed my book on the ground and let the basketball rest on my palm.
"Watch carefully then," I warned. I did a flick of my wrist letting the ball rolled around my arm. My vision also blurred seeing as I didn't know exactly how the magic trick exactly worked.
"Amazing." The boy gave me a slight smile."May I have it back though?"
"It's somewhere behind you. It was like a throw." I said pointing behind him. A dark blue hair boy came with the ball rubbing the back of his head. Oops, must have hit him. I erased my presence as he came closer and walked right past both of them.

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