I would have never believed I would fall in love.
I especially would have never thought I would fall in love with a foreigner.
I also wouldn't have expected to fall in love with a man at that.
"Hey, Akashi!" Aomine called, rushing up to his captain before grinning. "I know you must be tired and all, but after buying my Mai-Chan I had one a few tickets to the college football game, you wanna come?" he asked, grinning as Kise blinked.
"Football?" he questioned, thinking of FC Tokyo and Kyoto Sanga FC. Midorima sighed, clutching a bundle of roses as his lucky item.
"He means American Football, a stupid game where stupid people tackle each other and throw a ball around." Midorima explained, pushing his glasses up as Murasakibara was snacking on some chips.
"It does sound boring, but i'll go for the food." Murasakibara said, licking the crumbs off his face with a smile. Akashi sighed, and thought about it. They had just finished with their final championship game. Akashi didn't feel like going home, so why not?
"Alright, lets check it out." Akashi said, smiling. Aomine nodded, giving them directions of where to go and what it would be about. Apparently it would be a friendly international college match between an American team and Tokyo University's new football team.
You were the shortest one on the field, but commanded so much power.
You reminded me of myself in a sense, but somehow you exceeded even myself.
You were the maestro and the field was your entire stage.
"UCONN's quarterback, Kuroko Tetsuya has just passed yet another touchdown to his tight end, Anderson Klay!" the announcer had announced, the crowd groaning in protest at the score. "UCONN is ahead of Tokyo by a large 28-7 near the end of the fourth quarter!" he cried.
"Man, that team means business, the little guy is stronger then I gave credit for...eh, Akashi?" Aomine muttered, looking over at Akashi with a frown. "Akashi?" he called as Akashi stayed quiet.
Akashi didn't care for the score or his idiot teammates, but instead his eyes were set on the quarterback, number 15, Kuroko Tetsuya. He had boldly threw the brown angular ball down the field and perfectly into the palms of his teammates, he had scattered and ran for a few yards, even a touchdown, he was in full control and held no emotion whatsoever, the perfect poker face.
The game ended and Kuroko had gone to the bench, taking his helmet off in the process which gave Akashi a better look of him. He had a diamond shape face, round sky blue eyes and medium length sky blue hair that stuck out in all directions, he looked similar to the animated character, Son Goku. He also had pure white porcelain skin that was littered with beads of sweat and plump pink lips that looked slightly chapped. How could he tell from all the way where he sat? Well, he's an Akashi, he can do anything, but most importantly he wanted to do that cute college boy.
"Kawaii." Akashi whispered, blushing a little at the thought of what he could do to that boy, oh how he would love to hear him say his name in such pleasurably ways. The Generation of Miracles stared at the devil incarnation, confused.
"D-did Akashicchi just..." Kise started, stuttering as Aomine tilted his head, confused.
"Akashi said Kawaii?" Aomine questioned as Murasakibara dropped his Pocky. Mirdorima sighed, pushing his glasses up while gripping the roses.
"It's...the end of the world." Midorima whispered as Akashi stared down at the field, lovingly.
I waited for you down at the train station for seven years in the rain.
I knew I was in love the minute I saw you up close.
I believe you are the one for me.
"Oi, Kuroko-kun." Akashi called out, smiling as the teal headed man froze. He had ditched his friends to meet with Kuroko one on one. He noticed how cute Kuroko looked without his uniform on, you can see his lanky but lean build more clearly in the baggy sweater and baggy jeans. The teal head looked back, blue eyes emotionless and almost sad looking, it had made Akashi take a step back in surprise.
"I do not speak Japanese, sorry." Kuroko apologized in English. Akashi understood, but he could tell Kuroko could not understand him, what he was thinking of was how cute that monotoned voice was. This was a perfect opportunity for him, so he'll play along for now.
"Kuroko-kun, I feel like I have known you forever, so I will follow you until the day I die, I will make you my wife and we will be a family one day, just wait for me." Akashi stated, smiling as Kuroko stared at him, a look of irritation etched on his face.
"I said I did not speak Japanese, you are making me uncomfortable." Kuroko stated, moving back as Akashi merely chuckled. He would have fun with him once he got to the states.
"TETSUYA! COME ON! WE'RE LEAVING!" a loud booming voice had exclaimed as Akashi glared at van in irritation. Who had the balls to say his loves name in his presence? Kuroko however sighed and looked at Akashi before digging in his sports bag, pulling out a navy blue and white jersey.
"You probably can't understand me, but your probably a fan." Kuroko started, walking over to Akashi, handing him the jersey after singing it with a black sharpie. "I have to go now, but please take care." he finished, waving before walking over to the van, going inside.
Akashi stared at his retreating as- erm, form, before looking over at the jersey. It was the number 15 with his last name on it. Akashi moved to his face, engulfing the smell of his loves sweat. It smelled sweet.
"Kuroko Tetsuya...wait for me." Akashi whispered, his eyes gleaming with joy.
After I had graduated, I moved to America.
I went to the college you attended, but you were not there.
You had left school early to attend the NFL draft.
"With the number one pick in the NFL draft, the newly created team, the Portland Snowhawks have drafted Tetsuya Kuroko, Quarterback number 15 from the University of Connecticut." a sharp dressed elderly man announced as Kuroko moved over to the podium, shaking his hand before waving at the camera.
"Portland huh...interesting...", Akashi whispered, smirking at the television. He too would go to Portland after he finished with school.
I had entered the NBA draft with the number one pick to the 76ers.
I had asked to be traded immediately to the Portland Trailblazers.
I was very convincing, so as of today I am the new Point Guard for Portland.
"Seijuurou! Seijuurou!" the crowd cheered as Akashi had led his team to another win against the Atlanta Hawks, the score 145-125. Akashi smiled, looking back at the crowd with a smirk. He had won over the city and now he needed to win over his love, Kuroko Tetsuya.
"Tetsuya, tomorrow will be interesting." Akashi whispered, wiping the sweat away as he looked over at the calendar in the club room. The Snowhawks would have their home game the very next day and Akashi had special passes for a chance to meet with his love once again.