"Hello, Tetsuya." Makoto cooed, walking forward into the cell, watching with smirking dark hazel eyes as the blueette shrunk back, fear in his eyes.

Makoto was grinning, his teeth sharp as knives and his eyes glinting with ill intent. It made a shiver go up Kuroko's spine.

"What the hell do you want, Makoto?" Kuroko hissed, fighting to keep a calm composure that was obviously failing him. Makoto stalked closer, and since Kuroko was unable to move, he was forced to look up into sharp silvery green eyes that glared down at him.

He was taunting him..

"Tsk, tsk." Makoto said, waggling a finger. "Is that anyway to talk to your commander?" Kuroko snarled, shaking in anger.

"You're no commander to me any more!" He spat, seeing Makoto's smile drop into a grimace. Anger seeped into his face, but he dismissed it as quickly as it had come.

Makoto sighed, shaking his head slowly, "Kuro, Kuro, Kuro... Why am I going to do with you?" He said, gripping Kuroko by his chin and forcing Kuroko to look him in the eye.

"Of course, by this time tomorrow, you won't be able to answer!" He cooed, grinning a sharks grin as he leaned in, letting his freezing breath fan out onto Kuroko's face.

Kuroko flinched away in disgust. This man was nothing more than a rat.

"You're going to become my bitch." Makoto whispered, "and then, after you are, I'll keep you locked away." He pulled Kuroko up by his throat, choking him.

"And I'll torture you.. By the time I'm finished with you, you'll forget who you even were! And those GOM pals of yours?" Kuroko's eyes narrowed at Makoto, anger fueling through his veins.

"They'll die. And as they die, so will your precious girlfriend." He grinned at the horrified look that had adapted to Kuroko's face, chuckling, he threw the shadow away, letting him fall harshly to the ground.

"Sleep tight! I know you won't be waking up anytime soon." Makoto said, spitting in Kuroko's face as he slammed the door shut, a blast of gas filling the room, and before Kuroko knew it, he was knocked out cold.