Prologue
Akashi Seijuurou was the ultimate predator.
No matter what the prey was, this redhead would hunt them all down and eat them alive. No one ever dared to resist him. No one wanted to. So he never knew of the word 'resistance' - it was just another term in the dictionary.
Until he met this boy.
He was mysterious. He was reserved. He was…intriguing.
It was as if he was taunting Akashi. When those baby-blue eyes met his fiery red ones, he could feel a spark igniting from the pits of his stomach. Those eyes were luring him into an abyss. Without the need to speak, the boy could make him feel at loss.
And that was when he knew resistance.
He had to resist himself from reaching out when the boy made the slightest of interaction with others, from writing the word 'mine' all over him. He had to resist all these possessive feelings, and like the other distant emotion- one that was never returned to him from his precious ones- called 'love', they oddly felt foreign to him, as well.
This was not like Akashi. Not at all.
He knew at that moment. That moment when he first saw this boy.
Akashi Seijuurou was the ultimate predator.
Kuroko Tetsuya was his ultimate prey.