(A/N: TODAY IS SEI'S BIRTHDAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY~! Anyway, because it's his birthday, he gets a one-shot with Tetsu all to himself, okay? I wrote this earlier- like around 3 in the afternoon, but I couldn't post it till now…in my time, it's still Sei's birthday… Disclaimer- I don't own Kuroko no Basuke!)
"Happy birthday Akashi!" The entire basketball team congratulated their captain, who walked into the gym with his usual air of arrogance and- if they weren't mistaken- a bit of happiness.
"Hello everyone," Akashi greeted, walking over to his teammates. "Regretfully, I won't be able to attend practice today. Please follow through with the training regime that is in this packet." The redhead continued, his eyes twinkling mischievously, making the team pale and wonder what exactly was in the packet. "Goodbye." The heterochromatic player walked outside of the basketball court, walking to some unknown destination.
Mibuchi opened the packet, his eyes widening at what was in front of him. "These are…"
Upset at him for taking too long, Nebuya tore it from his hands. "What kind of joke is this?"
The first page of the packet held a bunch of drills that would instantly kill any basketball player within under an hour. "These are the drills that I used with the Generation of Miracles?" Mibuchi read, voice rising at the end.
Sighing, the three Uncrowned Generals began the drills, collapsing after they finished the first page, chugging their respective water bottles in an instant. "Akashi…is the devil incarnate!" Nebuya roared, throwing his water bottle across the gym and into the basket that was closest.
"What's got you uptight?"
The next page was a blank page and the page after was a red, black, and teal page that held a single paragraph.
'Did you all do the drills? Good. I was simply kidding about those drills, but I did train the Generation of Miracles with them every practice. The following pages should have personal training schedules, but for now turn to page 5.'
Page 5? The basketball players looked around, surprised to find that there was no page 5. The page numbers skipped five and instead went from four to six. "Is he kidding again?" They flipped through the pages, finding page five on page 15, which was colored purple.
'Here are coupons to a nearby hot spring. I doubt you'll be able to walk for a while.'
"That…"
"Akashi, do you think they'll even be able to finish the training menu you gave them? Hell, even we had trouble with it!" Aomine sighed, walking around with the redhead.
"There is a reason for everything I do, Daiki. You should be aware of that by now."
Aomine sighed once more, knowing that an argument with the absolute captain of the Generation of Miracles was very stupid and out of line. But, when he had to say something, he had to say something, and something as useless as common sense wasn't going to hold him back at all.
"Now, would you care to explain where you are taking me?" Akashi questioned, curious as to why the Generation of Miracles would send Aomine of all people to go and get him to bring him wherever they are.
"Can't tell," came a short, barely audible reply, seeing as Aomine was almost sleeping as he was walking.
"Someone's tired."
"Shut up; I don't care," Aomine yawned, stretching to keep himself awake as he walked.
"That very someone is also very daring and may not see tomorrow if he continues to act like this," Akashi threatened, taking joy in the scene of Daiki's dark features gradually turning pale.
"We're here, geez." Aomine knocked on the door, waiting for it to open. Not a second later, Kise, dressed in a black button-up, collared shirt, black jeans, and a yellow tie, opened the door, bowing slightly as he did so.
"Murasakibaracchi and Midorimacchi are waiting for you in the dining room," Kise provided, leading the two behind him to said room. Along the way, Akashi noticed that pictures of he and the Generation of Miracles were all hung along the hallway, with black as the color of the walls.
Finally arriving at the dining room, Akashi saw Midorima and Murasakibara putting lunch, snacks, and dessert on the table. The two were both wearing the same things as Kise, although Midorima had a green tie, and Murasakibara had a purple one. "Oh, Aka-chin. You're just in time." He pulled back the lid of the silver tray that he was holding to reveal a cake that was shaped like a shoji board. On one side of the board held pieces that had the faces of each of the members of the Generation of Miracles, except for Akashi. In the middle was a single gold eye, and the opposite side of the board had pieces with blank faces, indicating that it could be any team. The lines on the shoji board cake were red, and Akashi couldn't help the smile that crossed his features.
"You did well on the cake, Atsushi." He handed the tall giant an equally giant lollipop, watching as Murasakibara's eyes widened. He wasn't the baby of the Generation of Miracles for nothing- he was definitely a child at heart (that had a few- a lot- of screws lose). Or, for lack of better words, he was a child playing without a full deck (basically saying that something's wrong with him).
Murasakibara then sat down, motioning for everyone to do the same. Midorima began to cut up the cake, serving everyone a slice (including himself) as he did so. Akashi noticed that he wasn't even wearing the tape on his left hand. "I won't be in uniform if it's on my hand," Midorima had responded when Akashi asked him earlier on. Dismissing the answer, Akashi sighed, eating his piece of the cake.
Where was Tetsuya? Seirin's shadow was never late, so Akashi began to wonder if either Kuroko had forgotten (which wasn't possible), or there was something planned later on, and that Tetsuya would join up with them then. "Please follow me, Akashi," Midorima (formally) got up, walking through a bunch of halls that seemed to be like a maze. It seemed that all of the members of the Generation of Miracles had their own hallway, and they were currently walking through Akashi's, now crossing over into Kuroko's hallway. This hallway, Akashi decided immediately, was his favorite. It held many pictures that he'd never seen of the shadow, and color-wise, was more stylish than the rest. "I think you've been waiting for this." Opening the door, Akashi held in a gasp.
Lying on the bed was a certain shadow, who was by no means as emotionless as he usually was. "Aka-…Sei? Is that you?" Kuroko pulled at the restraints on his wrist, his black cat ears turning to listen better.
Kuroko had on a red and black corset, shorts that reminded Akashi of spandex that volleyball players wore, black, fingerless gloves (with red lace) that extended until Kuroko's elbow, and a pair of knee high red boots with a slight heel.
"Tetsuya…"
He was, most definitely, surprised. Akashi would have never anticipated this from Kuroko- ever. So, it was a nice surprise.
"Happy birthday, Sei-kun." Kuroko's cattail flicked from left to right, a purr escaping his lips.
"Tetsuya." Unable to hold back, Akashi lunged forward, pinning the shadow underneath him. "What are you doing? Do you know what you're doing to me?"
"I'm your present, Sei-kun. It's my job to make sure you're happy and your job to enjoy me," Kuroko blushed. Obviously, that had been pretty hard for him to say, and it made Akashi happy to know that it was him that was making the shadow blush and no one else.
"You're my present," with that phrase, Akashi attacked Kuroko's neck, biting down on the creamy skin until he drew blood, licking the life source.
"Ah…Sei-kun." Continuing, Akashi fiddled for the zipper on Kuroko's corset, slowly unzipping the garment.
"I'm pretty sure that Akashi is satisfied with his present…" Midorima told the group, a dark blush painting his cheeks as he recounted the sounds that he heard from the room not too long after he showed Akashi the phantom player.
"He better have! Now I owe Tetsu a year's worth of vanilla milkshakes!"
"Geez, Aominecchi! You're not the only one that does!"
(A/N: I might write a rated M fanfiction for AkaKuro, but until then, be satisfied with this? XD Please review and tell me what you thought~!)