Authors Note: Hi guys, this is Lemon Leaf with another story, a two-shot to be exact. If everything goes as planned, that is. This is inspired by U-Kiss's song, Cinderella. I won't go into depth but if you listen to it, it will all make sense.
Also, this story isn't meant to be taken seriously. So uh, please don't.
Warning: Bl/MxM and.. strangeness.
Disclaimer: I don't own KnB. And apparently, I also lack the creativity to state this in a quirky manner.
"Hey boy, I want you to be my Tsunderella."
The shit has officially hit the fan for Midorima Shintarou, not that he'd ever describe any situation in that sort of repulsive manner. Such vulgar words are better suited for idiots such as his step brother Kise's boyfriend, Aomine Daiki or that Bakagami fellow who's been getting too close to his other step brother, Kuroko. It's a dangerous situation for Midorima, you see. Because he, the forever tidy and organized son in the dysfunctional family, has somehow lost today's lucky item. And to top it off, Oha'asa predicts that Cancers will have the worst luck today. Needless to say, Midorima's prepared for the worst and he decides that the smartest thing to do is to become a hermit for the day and lock himself up in his room, where it's safe. Fate, however, has something else in mind for him.
"Midorimacchiiii! Open up!" The first annoyance comes in the form of a whiny blond who pounds roughly at his door. Midorima's eyebrows twitch and for a moment, he is somewhat tempted to open the door, if only to smack Kise's face in during the process. Not that he needed to lose any more of the measly amount of brain cells he currently has.
"Go away, Kise. I'm not coming out today."
"But Midorimacchi, you have to!" Kise insists fervently, "don't you remember what day it is?" Oh Midorima knows, alright. Today, prince Takao is holding his frivolous ball and all of his suitors are invited to attend it. Hundreds of people will be there and it's not just limited to women, because apparently, prince Takao doesn't discriminate. For Midorima, it's all the more reason to stay inside for the day. Dealing with normal people is tiring enough and he's sure that Takao doesn't exactly qualify as normal. Normal people know when to leave a grumpy Midorima alone. Takao on the other hand, glues himself to Midorima's side and parades about in his personal space. When Midorima doesn't answer, Kise raises his voice again. "Midorimacchi?"
"I'm not going to that moron's ball, Kise. Now leave me alone."
"You have to go! He specifically asked for your presence!" He what now? He knew that prince Takao is weirdly partial to him, but he didn't know that it's to this extent!
"Kise, when will you get it into your head that I have no intention of leaving this house today?"
"But what if you die aloooooone!?" Kise wails and Midorima rolls his eyes. Kise's doing a poor job at convincing him to go; though he sometimes gives in to his brother's unreasonable demands, his whining is only serving to further annoy the already irate Midorima.
"I don't care. Leave already!"
"Don't be like that, Midorimacchi.." Kise pauses and the transient silence is the nicest thing that has happened to Midorima for this whole day. "Kurokocchi! Come help me convince Midorimacchi that he has to go to the ball!"
"Sorry, Kise-kun. I don't plan on going to the ball either."
"What!? Kurokocchiiiiii!" Midorima hears Kise scale the stairs in record time, which means that for now, he's switched his target. He feels somewhat sorry for Kuroko but at the same time, he's glad that Kise has finally left him alone. He hopes, that even without his lucky acorn , things will turn out for the better and Kise will forget to bother him about going to the ball. He's already had his daily dose of his brother; anymore and he'll probably suffer from health problems caused by idiot induced insanity.
If Kise or Kuroko for that matter, somehow manage to get into Midorima's room, they would be greeted by a most shocking sight. That is, the sight of Midorima's usually orderly room in a complete and utter mess. Midorima slides his index and middle fingers underneath his spectacles to soothingly rub his temples. Where on earth could his lucky acorn be? As uncharacteristic as it is, Midorima's practically given up on trying to find his lucky acorn because he's already ransacked the rest of the house and tidied up after himself twice. He knows better than to expect Kise or Kuroko to tidy up after him, after all. The real question is, how exactly did it disappear from his room? He'd dedicated all of yesterday afternoon to finding his lucky item after having been told what it was by the local Oha'asa bard. After obtaining his lucky acorn, he promptly shoved it in his pocket and went home to deposit it safely into his drawer that he keeps locked at all times. He's convinced that someone has stolen it, seeing as lucky items don't just suddenly vanish from locked drawers. Eyeing the drawer, he walks over to it, deciding to look at its contents for the seventy eighth time and yes, Midorima has actually been counting. And of course, there's no such luck. Finding another acorn is out of the question seeing as it's winter. Midorima already had to go to extreme lengths to get the first acorn and by extreme, he means climbing a particularly frail tree to get to a disease ridden squirrel's nest. Falling from a branch that's fifteen meters above the ground and getting attacked by rampaging squirrels is not Midorima's idea of fun. Needless to say, he's not keen to give it another go.
"Are you looking for this, Shintarou?" A voice asks. Midorima swivels around at an almost inhumane speed. If you have to know, he also yelps but that's only what any other normal human being would do. And no, it's not because he's scared or anything; it's merely because he's surprised and also somewhat curious. Curious to know why there's a red haired boy sitting on his bed with a pair of gold, sparkle laden wings attached to his back. Midorima does not approve of the puddle of glitter that his unexpected guest has rudely spilt on his bed. But the thing that ticks him off the most is the acorn that sits neatly in the palm of his hand. His lucky acorn.
"My name is Akashi Seijuuro and I'm your fairy godfather." The boy announces abruptly, as if to break the silence. It's a ridiculous statement; not only does he look younger than Midorima, the concept of fairies existing is incomprehensible to Midorima's skeptical mind. It makes Midorima scoff.
"Wha- I don't have time for this. Return my lucky acorn."
"I'm afraid I can't do that."
Twitching, Midorima decides to play along with this boy's game. The sooner he can get the acorn back, the better. "Fine then. I wish to have my lucky acorn back."
"Sorry, Shintarou. I only grant my own wishes." At this, Midorima considers hitting Akashi over the head; just what kind of a fairy godfather is he!? He opens his mouth to argue with him again but is swiftly interrupted by Akashi.
"I need your help with making a certain wish of mine come true."
"What makes you think that I'll help you?" His patience is becoming thinner with every second that passes. Sadly, though Akashi unnerves him, he has a feeling that he isn't the type that puts up with being disobeyed. The following statement- no, the following threat only solidifies his initial impression.
"I want you to go to the ball. And you will- or else, I will ensure that all the lucky items you own- now and in the future- will mysteriously disappear for the rest of your life."
"Call Ryouta here now."
"How do you know Kise's first name?" Midorima sighs but does what he says anyways. He's starting to believe that he's already lost a few of his marbles, seeing as sane people don't talk to fairy god fathers who threaten them and hold their lucky acorns hostage.
"I'm your fairy godfather, Shintarou. I know everything about you." He says simply. Midorima doesn't bother to reply and he waits impatiently for Kise. Sure enough, he hears the tell-tale stomps of his brother climbing the stairs hastily. Akashi furrows a brow in what appears to be annoyance and sympathetically, Midorima does the same, only stopping to open the door for Kise after he knocks.
"Eh, Midorimacchi. Who's this?" Kise blinks, giving Akashi a quick glance but not appearing as surprised as Midorima had thought he would.
"My so calle-, I mean, my fairy godfather." Midorima abruptly corrects himself when Akashi's smile becomes strained and he starts to twirl a pair of scissors around his index finger dangerously.
"Oh. Why didn't you tell me you had one?" Kise frowns, as if having a fairy godfather is as normal as it gets. What Midorima would give to be able to disown his family.
"Maybe because I only found five minutes ago?" He grinds out from between his gritted teeth, wondering if the blond has anything that resembles common sense.
"Enough of this idle chit chat. Ryouta, I need your help." Akashi frowns but apparently, that's not an adequate manner in which to show his disapproval of the situation. So of course, he has to go one step further and elegantly throw two pairs of sparkling scissors at Midorima's and Kise's heads. It just misses them, skimming across the top of their heads and slicing a few strands of hair clean off. It works perfectly well as it gets the normally incompliant Midorima and the chatty Kise to shut up instantly. It's not just effective, it's super effective.
"Eh, me? W-with what?" Stutters Kise and both Akashi and Midorima can see that he's prepared to do anything to avoid being decapitated.
"It's simple," Akashi smirks and it simultaneously sends shivers down the brothers' spines. "You're going to help me give Shintarou a makeover."
Forget one lucky acorn, Midorima's going to need at least a thousand to get through this ordeal unscathed.
End Notes: I couldn't bring myself to warp Akashi's personality to the point that he would actually say "Screw the rules, I have magical scissors." But I feel like that would be the most suitable thing ever, because that's what Akashis do. Screw the rules.
I feel very self conscious suddenly; it's like this story reveals my inner weirdo that I've hidden so carefully..Speaking of weirdoes, this story is dedicated to my friend (haha, you know I love you) who loves MidoTakao. She also was very unhelpful and suggested that Midorima's lucky item for the day should be a dildo. But wouldn't that make for a really interesting story..?
Anyways, thanks for reading and let me know what you think~?