Seirin lost.
Rakuzan won.
That was the end of the story. Its a simple logic, actually. They should have known; Akashi is on their team. Akashi and victory is like sodium and water; wherever Akashi goes, victory will follow him and find its way to its beloved Emperor.
But that's only one of their biggest problems.
Even though they've lost, their spirits were lifted a bit by the knowledge that everyone did their best and has shown the whole Japan what Seirin is capable of doing. Now, they are almost a legend, going neck to neck with Rakuzan and such. And now...
Confession time.
Everyone cringed at the thought of confessing buck-ass nude in front of their crushes, so Captain pleads something out...
"Riko! Please! I don't want to confess naked", he whines gripping Riko's feet and smothering it with kisses. Everyone sweat-dropped at the sight of their captain's begging. Kiyoshi, who seems indifferent, chuckles and says, "Maa, maa, Riko. I'm sure everyone doesn't want to confess naked. Can't you do some changes?"
The coach just sighed and says, "Fine. But Hyuuga will be first to confess his love. Everyone, get a camera. We're taping his confession!"
The raven-haired senior blushes and asks, "When should I confess?"
"As soon as possible", came the reply. Hyuuga's eyes almost popped out of its sockets as he yelled in question, "Why must you take a video of it!?"
"Well, there has to be a tiny bit of humiliation somehow", she answers with a devious grin. As if confessing isn't humiliating enough. Hyuuga took a deep breath, its now or naked!
"Aida Riko", he says with huffed breaths. Some were taken aback, while some (namely Kiyoshi and Izuki) remained cool. Its obvious that he likes her anyways. The blushing captain closes his eyes before opening it and bursting out, "I have liked you ever since middle school so please, go out with me!"
Riko didn't answer. Instead, she just said, "Okay... Teppei will be next tomorrow!"
"Coach, I've filmed it all!", Koganei says with a thumbs up. Riko smacks him in the back of the head with a wild blush. She recomposed her self by clearing her throat as she declared that they'll be celebrating for winning the silver medal.
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Furihata was at a lost. Not only did they lose the Winter Cup, he was literally lost. He left the team for a second to go buy a sports drink and when he came back, they weren't there.
He didn't have any money to go take a train so he decided to walk. And now, he's lost in a bustle of people in the street. It was scaring him. People kept grabbing at his butt.
He stopped when the lights turned green, signalling the pedestrians to cross the road. He sighs, if only someone would magically come to help him.
As if on cue, a sleek, black limousine pulled up in front of him. Furihata raises an eyebrow. The window of the passenger seat opened and revealed the one and only Red Emperor.
"Furihata Kouki… Do you need a ride?"
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Akashi stares out of the window, looking at the by-passers. All of them looked either happy, busy or grumpy. Mostly were businessmen who were rushing to work, schoolmates and friends who plan to hang out, mothers with their children or maybe a scared chihuahua.
He smirks to himself as an eyebrow perked in interest. He orders the driver to stop, and he did. They pulled up in front of none other than Furihata Kouki. He opens the window and the Seirin point guard visibly stiffens.
"Furihata Kouki... Do you need a ride?"
Furihata was about to say no. He definitely does not want to ride the same car as him. Its like putting a lion and a helpless pup inside a cage. But then, it started to rain. The Gods must be fucking with him...
"Well?", the emperor asks with a smug smirk. Furihata flinched when a small drop landed on his jersey jacket. He scurried into the car and closed it immediately.
He sat away from Akashi, who was on the right side of the passenger seat. Furihata stayed on the right, trying his hardest to stop blushing like a school girl and to stop trembling like a wee kitty.
Akashi, on the other hand, stayed cool about it. Furihata kept stealing glances from him once in a while, not knowing that the emperor notices. The red-head turns away and faces the window with a small smile gracing his lips.
"So who are you confessing to?"
"e-excuse me?", Furihata asks, his face rivaling Akashi's hair. The red-head repeats the question and Furihata gulps. Does he know?...
"To... a person from a different school", he answers, careful not to say 'boy'. Akashi raises an eyebrow but says nothing in return. Then they came to a stop. Furihata looks outside and finds his house.
"I didn't even-"
"What was that?", Akashi asks with a stern voice. Furihata shakes his head and mutters a small thank you before going out of the car and shutting the door.
Just how did he know where his house was?...
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Now is the time, he thinks silently. He takes a deep breath as he looks at his form in the mirror. He'll be missing his boyish looks, but he'll have to do this! He's a man... who secretly loves to crossdress...
Its his hobby, actually. Not that he'd tell everyone, which makes it exciting. Of course, his family knows. But he's been preparing just in case they lost in Winter Cup, and they did. Its kind of embarrassing for a guy to confess to another guy. He doesn't have the confidence (Not that he had any) to confess to a girl either. And that is not manly.
So he decided, in order to save himself the embarrassment, he'll confess as a girl. Or shemale for that matter...
Now, its time to practice...
He opens the door and walks to the room beside it, knocking softly at his older sister's door. It was answered shortly of a question of, "Who is it?"
"Its me", Furihata answers. He hears her fall from the bed before getting up and rushing to the door. It opened and revealed Furihata Kimi, his sister. She's a waitress on a local restaurant. She didn't finish her studies because f their lack of money and she's one of their family's breadwinner. All of them has high opes that she'd marry a rich man and lift them from the dog pile.
She looks back and yawns before turning back to him and asking, "What d'ya want?"
"The plan is starting", he answers. His sister claps in happiness and shook him, all the while shouting, "Oh my! MOM, DAD, KOUKI'S CONFESSING!"
He hears footsteps from downstairs, getting closer and closer by the second. When he sees his mom though, she immediately hugs him and his dad lifts the both of them up.
"Kouki, I'm so proud!"
"Me too, son, me too"
Kimi smirks and says, "Tell us more about your man". His father puts them down and his mother lets go once their feet are finally touching the floor. His mom nods and says, "yes, yes. Is he handsome?"
"...kind of", he says awkwardly. Well, Akashi is quite the charmer. Those beautiful yet poisonous mismatched eyes that can penetrate right through you, his fair skin that makes Kouki want to kiss, his well-toned body, the proper posture and his intimidating yet captivating aura, all of him is pure perfection.
"Is he tall?"
Well, except for that... Furihata just scratches his head and says, "Average... he's just a bit taller"
"Oh, we could deal with that... Does he have abs?", his sister asks excitedly. Furihata blushes and blurts out, "How am I supposed to know?!... But I think so.."
"Is he rich?"
Now that is the killer question. Their parents really want their children to marry off someone rich. Sometimes, it gets Furihata guilty whenever he thinks about it. And karma must really hate him because he might think he's a gold-digger.
"he is" at his answer, his whole family grinned. Momma Furihata took his shoulder and said, "You chose well! Ma, we're going to be rich!"
With that, his mother ran off to his grandmother and somewhere in the distance, he heard his grandmother cheer as well.
"Kouki, I love you!", he heard his grandma shout out. Furi just shakes his head.
Maybe he shouldn't have told them...