A/N: This were originally two chapters, but since they are pretty much the same just from different POV's I decided put them together.

Disclaimer: I do not own KnB.


Kagami POV


The redhead awoke again in an empty room, handcuffed and irritated beyond comparison. He remembered immediately how he got in this predicament. This weird blue haired dude just ran up to him and shoved him down, without a reason whatsoever and knocked him out on top of that.

What the hell did he do to deserve this kind of treatment anyway? He tried to stand up with little success. With his hands behind his back, cuffed together, he was too unbalanced to stand up.

"You should give it up. You won't be able to free yourself from your bounds."

Startled the redhead looked up and angry red orbs met calm, sky blue ones. He was honestly surprised. He had expected some bulky, muscle packed guy- someone with more of a threatening aura. Not a short and scrawny looking boy with as much presence as a pot plant. Neither of them moved for quite a while, each just analyzing the man before them until both heard the sound of the door being opened. They turned their heads, the blue haired male indifferent while curiosity was written plainly across the redheads face.

Joining them was the dark blue haired guy who was at fault for him being trapped here and he felt his temper skyrocketing.

"You...! What the hell is your problem, you asshole?!"

"Hmm? You're so loud, shut your trap." Daiki shoved his hands into his pockets and turned to Tetsuya.

"Akashi called for you, I'll take over." at his last words he made a movement with his head in the direction of Kagami. Tetsuya nodded and quietly left the room.

Said cuffed man was silently fuming, wishing his hands were free so he could teach the idiot standing in front o him a lesson. But alias, no such luck and he had to be content with glaring at the ground. After a while he decided that that course of action wouldn't do him any good either and discreetly looked the bluenette over.

He wore a close-fitting black shirt that hugged his body in all the right places and complimented his toned stomach that was visible even through his clothes.
Dark blue jeans fit snugly around his hips and his shoes were black trainers that seemed to be worn out. In conclusion this guy was really handsome; if you ignored the fact he was the very reason why he was here. When he moved his head up to take a look at the dark skinned mans face he was a bit surprised when he met the blue gaze of the other who had been watching him.

He felt his heart almost skip a beat (but refused to admit it) and fought down a blush that threatened to blossom on his cheeks. How that wasn't an appropriate reaction and he should have hated this guy and not practically drooled over him - well, that thought was shoved to the back of his mind for the time being. Instead he let his anger consume him.

"What the hell's your problem?!"

And just as the other was about to answer, the door opened once more to reveal a redhead, followed by a bunch of people with many different hair colours. The handcuffed male found them more than just weird and promptly dubbed them rainbow-squad in his head for future reference.

There was a purple headed, freakishly tall dude who munched on something, - apparently chips if the bag in his hand was any indication.
A slightly smaller, glasses wearing and green haired one who held some weird cat-statue. Then a blonde who was all smiles, clinging to the light blue haired male from earlier. In comparison from before he seemed rather ticked off because of the other male nearly suffocating him.

And then there was the one with bright red hair and gold and red eyes that had entered first. Even though he wasn't much taller than the boy with the sky blue hair he seemed to be the boss of them. But whatever he lacked in size, he certainly made up for it with his overwhelming aura of importance, arrogance and superiority.

He often was told he wasn't the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree, but even he could tell just how dangerous all of these people were despite their appearance and strange behaviour.

Especially the heterochromatic eyed man in front of him.

"Then let's begin with the interrogation, shall we?"

At the words uttered he paled a bit. He had no trouble detecting the obvious threat in his voice and the willingness to use force if necessary.

"Listen, I don't know why I'm even he,-" a foot barely missed his head and implanted itself in the wall behind him. He swore he heard the wall crack with the force of the kick.

"I cannot remember allowing you to talk. I advise you to keep quiet unless I ask you a question."

His words were underlined with threat and the promise of pain if he should disobey and he felt himself numbly nodding in response.

"Very well. You were brought here as suspect of a series of brutal murders happening in the past month. Seeing as you carried two guns with you and approached helpless kids who are under the protection of the great tribes my subordinate" -Daiki glowered a bit at the word- "took you into custody for the time being."

With every word spoken the dark redheaded male felt dread filling him. In the eyes of this guy he was already guilty, doomed to whatever they thought would be an appropriate punishment.

But he wouldn't just take this. No. He would fight against these idiots until he was dead. He hadn't done anything wrong! He simply wanted the kids to be out of possible danger. He knew about the murders, it was his damn job to find the culprit. That was exactly why he had wanted to tell the kids to play somewhere safe. And that was exactly what he was going to tell those ignorant idiots holding him captive.

But really, looking back he should have been mindful of his diction and used a calm tone. Yeah, too late for that.

"Listen here dipshits, it wasn't me alright?! I was ju,-"

Two tings happened so fast he barely registered them in his mind.

The boss of the rainbow-squad had snapped and raised his leg again and aimed it - no doubt - at his head. The second thing was that the guy that had watched over him earlier, the one with dark blue hair, had dragged the other to the floor before his leg could make contact. His eyes shone with fury and the desire to protect and the redhead felt his heart skip a beat for unexplainable reasons.

It took not even a second until all hell broke loose.


POV Aomine


Daiki exited the meeting room with a relieved face. Akashi had chosen not to punish him and for that the bluenette thanked whatever god there was. He had received orders to get Tetsuya and watch over the prisoner in his stead for the time being.

When he opened the room where they held the man captive he had to hold back a laugh. It seemed he just interrupted a staring contest between the two occupants of the room.

"You...! What the hell is your problem, you asshole?!"

"Hmm? You're so loud, shut your trap." Daiki shoved his hands into his pockets and turned to Tetsuya.

"Akashi called for you, I'll take over." at his last words he made a movement with his head in the direction of the cuffed man. Tetsuya nodded and quietly left the room.

Daiki leaned against the wall and watched the redhead who had been rather quiet for a while.

He looked the prisoner over and noted what a well built body the other had. Even if not everything was visible through his clothes, he could see he trained on a regular basis. When he took a closer look at his face he immediately noticed the unusual eyebrows which were horizontally split in the middle. His plump cheeks seemed soft to touch and he itched to caress them and glide his fingers through those red locks.

Daiki wanted nothing more than to release the other man of his shackles. He couldn't explain this weird desire to keep this man, a total stranger to him, safe. For fucks sake he just met him a few hours ago and on top of that he was a suspect in those massacres happening recently.

It seemed he had been staring for too long, because he received a questioning and slightly annoyed look from the cute prisoner.

"What's your problem?"

Yes, that's what he himself would like to know.

The red haired mans voice was laced with poorly contained anger and a hint of curiosity and Daiki found he liked the sound of his voice more and more.

Really, what the hell was wrong with him?

He opened his mouth to answer, but before he could do so the door opened once again to reveal his boss and the rest of the Generation of Miracles.

"Then let's begin the interrogation, shall we?" he heard Akashi say menacingly and he noticed how his angel in shackles – Goddamn it! - the prisoner stiffened and paled considerably.

"Listen, I don't know why I'm even he,-" a foot barely missed the cuffed mans head and implanted itself in the wall behind him. He swore he heard the wall crack with the force of the kick and held himself barely back from interfering. He really couldn't explain where this weird desire to protect had suddenly come from.

Unbeknownst to Daiki a pair of sky blue eyes was watching his every move and the owner had noticed the rather odd behaviour of the other. He had a faint idea of what was going on but he wouldn't speak up about it. Not yet, at least.

"I cannot remember allowing you to talk. I advise you to keep quiet unless I ask you a question."

Akashi's words were underlined with threat and the promise of pain if he should disobey and he saw the other nod numbly in understanding.

"Very well. You were brought here as suspect of a series of brutal murders happening in the past month. Seeing as you carried two guns with you and approached helpless kids who are under the protection of the great tribes my subordinate" -Daiki glowered a bit at the word- "took you into custody for the time being."

With every word spoken he could practically see how the dark redheaded male was thrown into despair. He too knew that Akashi was to 90% convinced that the man sitting in front of him was guilty. But then he saw a spark of determination in those beautiful eyes of his.

"Listen here dipshits, it wasn't me alright?! I was ju,-"

Daiki didn't really know why he did it, really. He just acted on instinct in that moment.

The second Akashi had raised his leg again to send another kick at the redhead - and he was sure as hell he wasn't going to miss this
time - he had already moved. He threw himself into Akashi before he could reach the other and dragged him to the ground with him, pinning him down.

When it registered in his mind what he had done, it was already too late.

The room sank into total chaos.


A/N: That's it for now. Hope you liked the chapter :)