VOICELESS LOVE ; CHAPTER 1
Written by: HARU
Written on: 04/15/2016
A/N: I was supposed to make this a one-shot but then I realized it'd be too long? So I guess maybe a two or three-shot would be enough. Anyways here's the first chapter! I hope you all enjoy!
This is pretty sloppy, Idk but aaaaaaaaaa I'm also working on a new fanfic and I just can't help myself 。:゚(。ノω\。)゚・。
anyways if the dialogue is in all bold (aka including the quotation mark) then it means Akashi is doing the hand sign thing and not actually speaking. if the dialogue is old except the quotation marks then it's just an emphasis. ヾ(〃^∇^)ノ
TRIGGER WARNING: N/A ?
— ( 赤黒. )
I don't need to hear your voice to love you.
— ( 赤黒. )
Perhaps it was just a matter of time that he lost his voice.
Just one Sunday morning he tried to order his servants but somehow he found himself unable to. His father had him checked up on one of the best doctors in the world however they could not figure out the reason to why he lost his voice. There were no evident diseases in his vocal chords or any disruptions in his brain chemistry that might've triggered something in the boy however his mental strength and health was positive and there was nothing wrong with him.
The doctors had tested his hearing and for the first few tests the boy was able to hear but after a while his hearing began to become blurry until he could not hear anything completely.
Since then he had been home schooled to avoid further spread of news of the voiceless child of a wealthy family.
— ( 赤黒. )
April 1st where the first semester starts; spring breeze hit pale cheeks as blue locks moved along with the wind. Vivid pink petals flew around as it was swayed by the wind. Baby blue hues had its gaze focused on the piece of literature he was holding as slender fingers held it gently, making sure not to hold the book too roughly or too loosely.
He noticed how he was an hour early and perhaps it was a good thing. He looked around the school campus and found himself alone with his solitude. Due to his weak presence no one could notice him in an instant. There were only a few students in the campus, perhaps these students were the ones who lived far away. Most of the people were from the administration, teachers and other staff. Kuroko averted his gaze from his book and searched for a quiet place to read his book. He looked left then right, walked forward until he saw a nice uninhabited spot. There was a big cheery blossom tree and he could use that as a shade from the rays of the sun.
He went to his destination and took his bag off from his shoulder. He knelt down and leaned against the tree trunk. He placed his bag on his left side and was surprised when his bag hit someone. He peeked to the side and noticed there was a sleeping person nearby. He sucked in a sharp breath as he was about to stand up and leave to leave the sleeping person in his peaceful nap however he could not do what he must do. He found himself enthralled by such a beautiful shade of red; a colour that burned with such beauty. He reached out to touch those tempting red locks but immediately retracted his hand once he had realized what he was doing.
Kuroko could not understand the meaning to his actions but somehow he couldn't find himself stealing glances at the unusual sleeping boy. He stayed in his position and read his book. He had low presence so perhaps the other would not notice that there was a person beside him and even if he did wake up he'll probably just stand up and leave.
He continued reading the novel but the focus he had a while ago was gone after seeing such beauty. The male near him filled his thoughts that the words in the novel were nonexistent. They were like the wind—quick and invisible. Questions about the sleeping male circled his mind as he had a blank gaze on the book.
Perhaps beautiful words were not the only kind to make a person lost in thoughts but colours as well.
— ( 赤黒. )
Around fifty minutes later the red haired male slowly opened his eyes. A soft and silent yawn escaped his lips as he blinked his eyes. He rubbed his drowsy eyes and stayed sitting down. His back ached a little after leaning against a hard and bulky surface. He turned his head and his eyes widened in surprise to see such a sleeping beauty beside him. He slowly removed himself from his position and leaned closer to the other male.
The boy had mesmerizing sky blue coloured hair that seemed so soft and smooth. Such a pale complexion and a serene expression; he could just take a photo and keep it forever.
He had reached out his hand to touch blue locks and upon seeing the other male frown and twitch in reaction he took his hand back and stared at him in agape as he wondered if such a person did exist. He inwardly sighed and stood up. He frowned at his involuntary actions; he didn't mean to reach out and touch another person's hair without their permission but somehow he had just acted out of instinct.
He ran a hand through his red locks; crimson red hues looked at the beautiful morning sky. He narrowed his eyes as he squinted once he saw the sun, "Suns are too bright and irritating…" He groaned at his thought as he took a step forward and out of the tree's shade. He glanced at the corners of his eyes and saw the sleeping boy. He debated whether or not to wake him up; he checked his watch and saw that here was still about ten minutes before the opening ceremony, he shrugged and simply left—there was no time to waste, he was sure that the boy would wake up soon.
"I wonder what his name is…"
— ( 赤黒. )
Seven minutes later the blue haired boy had finally woken up. The noise students were making echoed that he couldn't keep on sleeping. He opened his eyes and emitted a small yawn. He fixed his hair and stretched his back. Looking to the side he realized that the sleeping boy beside him was already gone. There was a tingling sense of disappointment in his heart as he fixed his things.
"I knew that he'd just leave—I'm sure he didn't even notice me there," he mumbled under his breath as he placed his book in his bag.
He stood up and dusted off his pants. Walking towards his respective class he gazed up at the morning sky and was annoyed by the radiating bright light. He felt as if he'd go blind by just looking at it. "Mornings can also be quite ugly…"
Soon as he had entered his class he placed his bag on the farthest corner and sat down. He was lucky no one had occupied the farthest seat. Propping his elbow on the table as he had his cheek resting against his palm he stared at the scenery outside the window. He admired the beautiful and elegant environment his school has and was in awe at the lively colours of the cheery blossoms.
A woman around her mid-thirties entered the classroom; she had thin framed glasses that were rectangular in shape and her dark brown hair was styled in a bob cut. She held a firm expression evident upon her face as she held her chin up high and her back straight. Soon as she set her papers on the desk the class went silent and stared in front of the class.
She scanned the room and gave small nod before introducing herself, "Good morning. I am Miss Kūdō Yoh. Call me Kūdō Sensei; I'll be your homeroom teacher and English teacher for the rest of the school year."
The class stood up and made a synchronized greeting then afterwards the teacher told them to sit down.
Yoh took her paper and pen then started with the attendance. "Alright, when I mention your name please do say 'Present' then raise your hand.
The class nodded and one by one the students were called by alphabetical order. So far there hasn't been anyone who was absent however she stopped when no one responded.
"Kuroko Tetsuya? Are you there?" There was evident annoyance in her tone and the students gulped.
"Present." Soft voice from the farthest corner echoed and Yoh had a hard time finding where the student was. She almost slipped her pen when she noticed there was someone sitting at the farthest corner.
"Have you been there the whole time?"
"Yes. My voice is not very loud, my apologies." He said as he stood up and bowed.
The teacher heaved a deep breath then simply told Kuroko to sit as she checked his attendance.
Other students whispered as they thought that he was ghost at first. His pale complexion and weak presence did put a surprise on them.
After she called out a few more students somehow another silent response was given.
"Akashi Seijurou, are you here?" She emitted a sigh as she expected that maybe somewhere in the back.
Apparently she was mistaken. The boy was at the front second row and at the farthest to her right.
"Why are you not replying?" She said with an irritated expression.
The boy named Akashi simply used sign language to reply to the woman that he was mute.
"Ah, but can you hear me?"
Akashi shook his head.
"Then how can you know what I'm saying?"
He used sign language once more to say that he can read people's lips. It was inconvenient for a member of the Akashi Family if the heir would not be able to hold a conversation so his father had someone tutor him to read lips.
"Hm, I see—that's impressive."
She commented as she proceeded on calling other names.
Other students began to whisper to each other about their deaf and mute classmate, they thought he was inferior however with his skill he was actually far superior to the others.
Kuroko who was at the farthest back took a peek and saw familiar crimson red hair at the second to the front seat. They were in the same column and the fact that they were in the same class, Kuroko couldn't be any happier.
"Akashi Seijurou huh… I guess I'll be spending a year with him."
Without noticing it, a small smile was drawn upon his lips as he reverted back to his position and stared outside the window.
— ( 赤黒. )
The school bell rang marking the end of the first set of periods. Applications for clubs have been roaming around and Kuroko decided on joining the Literature Club. He was not athletic and definitely not artistic; his grades were average so he could not join the highly academic clubs. Seeing that he used to be a part of the Literature Club when he was in elementary he knew that this club was relaxing and not stressful. He took a piece of paper and signed his name and his year and class. Placing the paper on the signed pile he had left the table.
He held the book he was reading a while ago then proceeded to go to the rooftop to spend his recess there. He knew most students preferred eating under the cherry blossoms, in the gardens or in the cafeteria. Up at the rooftop was a little chilly so if they didn't have a scarf or a sweater going up there would not be a good choice.
He held his packed lunch on his other hand then watched his steps. Reading a book while going up the stairs was dangerous and he had done it once and he fell earning him a big purple bruise on his forehead when he was still a child. After that incident he never read a book while using the stairs.
A soft sigh escaped his lips as he finally reached the last step. Pushing the doors opened he was welcomed by the radiating light of the sun. Closing the door behind him he looked around to see if there was anyone else. Seeing that there was no one he took a seat on the ground and started to eat his lunch while reading his book.
( And when he made man, the only thing he forbid them to do was to communicate. )
Kuroko was reading a book about a man named Seiji Yasuo who lived in a prototype world where people are forbidden to communicate. The title was "Zero Communication". This story revolved around how this man was not an ordinary prototype; he was more than a normal human. He had curious thought that led him to break a rule and made an accidental encounter with another being however that accidental encounter was not the last time they'd meet. He and this other being had more little encounters and before he knew it, he grew attracted and attached to this person.
This was a tragedy between two people who have met at the wrong time and at the wrong world.
The blue haired boy's eyebrow twitched at the sudden scene as he ate a piece of his egg.
"What's going to happen to Yasuo-san…?" Thoughts of what will happen next circled his mind as he placed a bookmark on the page then closed the book.
He couldn't focus on eating if he had that book in his hand.
"Yasuo-san already has three marks—if he continues on breaking the rules he'll be killed and what about Keiichi-san? His character is suspicious…" he was thinking of the millions of possibilities in the future scenes as he chewed on his food.
Without realizing it, the door had opened revealing another person who wished to eat his lunch at the rooftop as well. Kuroko was too lost in thoughts he didn't bother noticing his surroundings. Poking his sausage he emitted a soft hum.
"If Hamano-san is an official then does that mean…"
His train of thoughts came to halt when a pair of feet came into his range of vision. He blinked twice then looked up to see ruby red hues looking straight into his baby blue ones.
There was a moment of silence when Akashi raised his hand to make a conversation.
"May I eat next to you?"
Kuroko nodded.
When he was younger he accidentally picked up a book that taught how to use the sign language. He was supposed to pick the book that thought colours and shapes but the cover was almost similar in colours that Kuroko brought that book home. Instead of not using the book he decided to learn whatever its contents were. He was a little confused at first and he couldn't understand or memorize it however after a day or two he was able to slowly pick up and memorize it. After some practice he was able to use the sign language without peeking at the book. He knew that this knowledge would be useful, and now he was thankful he did learn that language.
The red haired male sat down diagonally across the other male and set his own packed lunch down. It was a one tier bento however the case and wrapper was fancy and Kuroko could tell that he came from a wealthy family. Actually he could already tell that this person was wealthy by his looks.
"My name is Akashi Seijurou, pleasure to meet you."
Kuroko blinked and nodded, "Kuroko Tetsuya, a pleasure."
"Kuroko Tetsuya, huh? You are my classmate, are you not?"
The teen was surprised when the other could understand what he was saying. "Yes I am. You can understand me?" From what he heard, Akashi Seijurou was mute and deaf so how could he understand what he was saying?
"I can read people's lips."
"Impressive…"
Kuroko could only gaze at him in awe as he continued on eating his food.
The two simply ate in silence as they minded their own business. They didn't have anything in particular to talk about and it was just the start of the semester so there were no heavy projects or homework to discuss. Kuroko was not the one to initiate conversations so he did not mind not being able to converse with him however he felt ecstatic to be able to eat snacks with the male who he encountered this morning.
As Kuroko ate the last grains of rice in his bento he felt a light tap on his shoulder.
He tilted his head as he gazed at the red head with curiosity.
"I saw you sleeping under the Cherry Blossoms this morning; you have a beautiful sleeping face."
There was an innocent grin drawn upon the other male's lips as Kuroko looked at him astonished, "So he did see me?"
Then he realized that perhaps he was not totally invisible, maybe people who could easily see him truly did exist. Faint pink hue tinted his cheeks as he gazed down, embarrassed by what the other male had said.
"Please do not mention that, I accidentally fell asleep while reading a book." He emitted a sigh and looked back at Akashi to see what his reply would be.
"Zero Connection? I've read that a few days ago—it has quite a different storyline and has little to none dialogues."
"Yes, that's what makes it interesting however I can't find you liking such novels. You appear to be more of a knowledgeable books rather than story novels."
There was a silent chuckle from the other's lips as he waved his hand.
"I guess you could say that, but I do read fictional novels during my free time."
After that they talked about different novels and what they think about those books. They also recommended each other some stories they haven't read. Without realizing it they only had five minutes left before the next class starts. They packed up their things and walked out of the rooftop together.
On the first day of the first semester on their first year of middle school, Kuroko Tetsuya met a voiceless male named Akashi Seijurou.
— ( 赤黒. )
"Akashi-kun, please stop staring at me."
It had been five minutes and Kuroko could feel the intense gaze the other male had on him.
It had been a few months already since the first day of school and after Akashi's basketball practices he often drops by the library to read a book but more than that he uses his time to stare at a familiar lovely librarian, Kuroko Tetsuya.
"I can't help it."
Kuroko simply sighed as he saw the smug look his friend had. They often teased each other, well more on Akashi teasing Kuroko however he didn't find it infuriating, he liked it—on occasional days.
As Akashi had averted his gaze from the blue haired boy towards his book Kuroko couldn't help but admire his face. The way he focuses on the book and the way he was able to do so many things despite his handicap. He could tell that his friend was way above a human level. If he were able to speak and hear like a normal person he could guarantee that this man will be above perfection. His grades were always perfect, he did not make a single mistake in recitation, and everything he did was always perfect.
Other people saw his handicap as a disability or a limit which caused others to look down on him however regardless of that he was able to stand on his ground and make others realize that he was not a lowly human.
Kuroko finished fixing the books when a memory crossed his mind.
— ( 赤黒. )
It's been two weeks since the opening ceremony and two weeks since he had made his first friend. He didn't expect to have a friend on the first day of school due to his weak presence and dull nature however he found himself being discovered by an unusual person.
He walked towards the first gym where his friend was practicing. His club activities had already finished and he wished to greet his friend and watch him practice, he was sure that it wouldn't be a bother since he wouldn't even be noticed by the other students. He heard the squeaking of the shoes and the sound of the ball being dribbled, the sound of the hoop being hit by the ball and the sound of players having a conversation. He was envious of the others who had the physical ability to be able to do sports. Being born with a fragile body he wasn't able to do any sports for a long period of time. He would also often collapse during Physical Education classes.
Staying outside the gym and taking a peek his eyes widened when he seemed to have visited at the wrong time. He wanted to stop the fight however he knew he wouldn't be able to stop them.
He saw his friend being held by the collar by a taller and much bigger player.
"How could a small fry like you be in our team? You can't even hear or say anything! Can you even shoot? Can you even make a pass? I don't get why you're called an emperor when you're just nothing but a measly player!"
Kuroko could feel his rage boiling as his grip on the door handle tightened. Did that upperclassman never know the student Akashi Seijurou? He was a deaf and mute student who excelled all his tests and in many academic fields. He had even done a number of sports when he was in elementary.
He took a closer look and noticed how his friend had a calm composure. He bit his lower lip as he felt a little anxious. He knew his friend was strong, Akashi excelled in Martial Arts and Aikido but the fact that the other male had such huge muscles he couldn't; help but think of how his friend could be crushed by just a pinch from the other male.
A smirk was drawn upon the red head's lips as he slapped the huge hand away. He fell on the floor on his two feet and had perfect balance. He gazed at another player with a firm look as he pointed at the basketball he was holding. The brunette male threw the ball towards Akashi and with one hand he held the ball. Averting his gaze from the brunette he looked at the taller man who decided to pick a fight on him.
"How foolish," Akashi thought as he reached out his hand that held the ball towards the other telling him that they'd have a one-on-one.
"A one-on-one? Ha! Now that's something I can do in less than thirty seconds!" He said in a mocking tone.
Akashi pointed at one of the players telling him that he would be the referee.
After the players had fixed themselves the match has begun. "Alright, the rules are the same—the one who wins five points first shall win!" The second year male said.
As soon as the ball was thrown up in the air the taller male was able to catch it first and make a dunk. The upperclassman scored first.
"Ha! You can't even get the ball with your small height! Think you can dunk like that? I bet you can't!"
The other players in the first gym started to whisper with each other saying that the third year would be crushed and it was unfortunate for him to pick a fight with Akashi. Most of them have witnessed the great skills Akashi had offered and they knew he was not just an excellent player but a prodigy.
"I'll let you score; I'll just have to crush your pride by the end." Akashi who held a calm outlook was truly enraged. He despised those who looked down on him and if that was so he'd have to make them look up to him, even if it meant destroying the little things they had left of them.
Three more shots were made and the upperclassman had already scored four points straight and Akashi still hasn't scored at least one point.
"And here I thought I'd have a good fight! Man, this was a total waste of time!" The upperclassman sighed as he shrugged. "I guess I'll just have to score another point, but not like it'd change anything."
The ball was thrown again and when he was about to get the ball Akashi had jumped higher than him and got the ball first. It was as if it was a flash of light that he had seen. Akashi who had the ball first landed on the ground first and in a flash he had scored a point with a layup shot. As soon as his feet had touched the ground once again he simply glanced at his opponent then went back to his position. He still held a calm composure, his face still not breaking at least a drop of sweat, as if he just went on a breeze walk.
The upperclassman was daunted by the sudden change of pace but he wouldn't let that slip again. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, "Ha you were just lucky that I didn't exert much effort! I did that on purpose 'cus I pitied your sorry ass so much!"
Akashi did not reply nor did he react. He simply stood straight as he waited for the ball to be thrown up in the air.
Once the ball was thrown the taller male jumped with more strength and got the ball first. As he dribbled towards the hoop Akashi swiftly stole the ball from behind. As soon as the ball was out of the other's hand he ran fast to a new position and caught the ball and made a catch-and-shoot type of shot. The upperclassman felt humiliated as he saw the other lowerclassmen taking more and louder that he could hear bits and pieces of what they were talking about.
"I knew this would happen…"
"Same. Akashi-san is in a truly different league, isn't he?"
"To think that he's just a first year and he could easily do that towards third year ace—and more than that just look! He's not even breaking a sweat!"
"It's like this was some kind of child's play to him…"
They went back to their starting positions and it was evident that the older male was losing his composure while Akashi was still as cool as ever.
"Tch, ridiculous! Me? Losing? And more than that to a first year? I'm going to fucking crush you, Akashi Seijurou…," he thought as he inhaled a deep breath.
The ball was thrown up in the air once more and due to messed up thoughts the upperclassman had jumped a second late. He was in the air while Akashi had already dribbled past him. With a quick shot the seventh round had been done.
With a score 4-3 the upperclassman felt anxiety welling up inside him. One more shot he could win but if his opponent makes the other shot then they'd be a tie and be in their match point. If he makes the next two shots then he'll win this one-on-one and in a five-point straight win.
Akashi emitted a silent sigh as he walked back to his position.
The ball was thrown up in the air once more and again Akashi got the ball. He didn't dribble the ball to the hoop and instead once he landed on the ground he made a swift shot from his position.
"T-That was a three pointer…" The upperclassman thought as he felt himself sweating badly. He glanced at the score sheet and saw that they were tied.
The next shot would the one to decide who shall win.
The upperclassman was determined to take the shot and once the ball was thrown in the air he grabbed the ball and then immediately dribbled towards the hoop in attempt to make the final shot, a dunk. Soon as he jumped he was about to jam the ball down the hoop when Akashi held the ball in order to stop the dunk. Caught in a spur of a moment the taller male's hands slipped and Akashi gained control of the ball. He took it and slammed it in the hoop making a dunk.
The two of them were on the ground however only Akashi stood with his own two feet while his opponent had completely fallen on his rear end.
Defeat and anger was evident in his eyes as he looked up at the red head. He did not spare the one who lost a glance however his eyes radiated superiority. The other male could see it; the eyes of an undefeated emperor.
With that the one-on-one had ended with the scores 4-5 and the winner was Akashi Seijurou.
Kuroko watched from afar and he could see how badly it ended for the opponent but he could not defend him either for what he did was wrong. To provoke and belittle someone was far wrong. His gaze averted from the one who lost to Akashi Seijurou who took a water bottle and a white towel from one of the second years. They congratulated him and Akashi simply nodded.
After that their practices had come to an end.
Kuroko simply waited for his friend outside and once he saw a familiar red head exit the gym a bright grin was drawn upon his lips. "Hello, Akashi-kun."
The other male gave a relieved smile and a wave.
"How were your club activities?"
"They were fine. Nothing stressful or big but…"
Akashi tilted his head as he noticed Kuroko's gaze face down.
"I saw your one-on-one match a while ago… and—"
Before Kuroko could continue Akashi placed a hand on the other's head and ruffled his blue locks telling him not to worry about it.
They shared silence as they walked out of the school campus. Since their first meeting they often went home together. Akashi offered to accompany his friend to his house even if he was against it at first but he knew he couldn't win against the red head.
As they were walking Akashi suddenly came to a halt. Kuroko blinked twice and asked the other what was wrong.
A finger on his lips as he narrowed his eyes, he noticed three figures appear from the corner. He tapped Kuroko's shoulder and had motioned him to go to the other corner and hide. Kuroko didn't want to leave his friend however the seriousness that was clear in his crimson red hues he knew he had no other choice but to obey. He nodded and immediately hid in a corner. With his weak presence he peeked out a little and watched.
Akashi stood there, calm yet alert. The three figures were familiar and he was right. The one in the middle was the upperclassman he had just defeated a while ago on a one-on-one. It seems like he brought his lackeys to defeat him in a physical fight.
Akashi inwardly sighed at the foolishness of the upperclassman and simply just waited whatever they have to say.
"You know, I have no fucks if you're so emperor or that kind of shit—I just hate people like you and I'm sure as hell you can't even beat us in a fucking fight, right guys?" He said as he stuck out his tongue in a disgusting manner.
The other two beside him nodded in agreement as they cracked their knuckles.
"Get him."
The two acted and was about to get a hold of his arms when Akashi swiftly dodged each of their attempt. He elbowed on of them by the neck which had sent them unconscious and on the ground. The other was lucky enough to be back on his feet as he took a step backward. He clicked his tongue as he made another attempt to grab a hold of the smaller boy.
With a straight expression he took a handful of the other's brown locks and kneed him on the stomach. The other fell on the ground as he held his stomach in pain.
"The fuck? Since when were you guys this weak?" The upperclassman exclaimed as he spat on the ground.
He cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders as he's about to land a straight punch.
Akashi who had Aikido lessons back when he was still a child had mastered how to defend oneself from a straight punch. With his left hand moving backwards as he was parallel to the arm he used his right hand to trap the other's hand. Twisting the arm he used his other hand to push the male's elbow and his back foot to move his body forward. The upperclassman winced in pain as his arm was being twisted.
Akashi did not show any emotion as he hit the male's neck with his hand therefore sending him unconscious. There were about three men unconscious on the ground and Akashi emitted a disappointed sigh. The fight wasn't even that interesting or worth to call it a fight.
He looked back and saw Kuroko watching. He walked towards him and held his shivering hand. From their small conversations for the past days he learned that his friend had never been involved in a fight nor has he seen it in real life. He gave a reassuring and gentle look towards the blue haired boy and Kuroko simply breathing a shaky breath as he let himself.
Akashi pulled Kuroko and let his head rest on his shoulder as an apology to his rough actions a while ago. He caressed his blue locks and kissed the top of his head.
"I know I'm overreacting—but I don't want to see you get into fights, Akashi-kun."
He mouthed "Alright" then smiled.
— ( 赤黒. )
He suddenly came to his senses when a familiar hand was waving in front of his eyes.
"Ah, Akashi-kun—I' m sorry I was lost in thought for a moment." He said as he took the book Akashi had and recorded it in the computer. "Alright, return it anytime next week."
Akashi took the book again and placed it in his bag. "What does he mean 'for a moment'? He's been away for like five minutes already…" Akashi thought as he inwardly sighed.
"Tetsuya. You're shift is done already now, isn't it?"
Kuroko nodded then walked towards one of the teachers to tell them that he's finished his shift. The teachers thanked him for his hard work and he bowed. Soon after that a new student took Kuroko's position as he and Akashi left the library.
"Akashi-kun, I'll be dropping by the grocery. You can go ahead if you'd like." Kuroko stated.
The red head simply nodded and waved goodbye to his friend. Kuroko gave a small bow before taking a different path. He watched Kuroko walk towards the grocery and soon as he was out of sight he turned his heels and headed towards his house.
"Tetsuya's so interesting…"
He glanced at his watch as a simper drawn upon his mien. How delightful it would be to meet such a person.
— ( 赤黒. )
As soon as Akashi got home, he was greeted by his servants. He did not spare them a glance and simply walked straight to the entrance.
"Master Seijurou, dinner is ready." One of the butlers said.
Akashi nodded. He raised his hand waved it twice saying that he'll have it after he takes a bath. The other male bowed in understanding then left the red head. Akashi walked to his chambers and once he had placed his belongings in their respective places he loosened his tie and emitted a silent sigh. Today wasn't so much of a hassle however his breathing problem had severed.
Two months ago when Akashi was sent to the hospital for his regular check-up the doctors have seen something irregular with him. His breathing has been tampered and the doctors have come to conclusion that he had Bronchial Asthma. Akashi Masaomi, the father had never felt so disappointed and frustrated in his life.
Knowing that there is no permanent cure for Asthma, Akashi was given medications in order to prevent further Asthma attacks. He was also given pills to intake every morning and one before bed time. He also had an inhaler for sudden asthma attacks since the other inhaler was for morning and night intake. Akashi never mentioned about his illness to his Coach knowing that it may result to him being looked down on. He didn't want to get involved in pointless arguments so he did his best not to have an asthma attack during practice.
Soon as Akashi had rested his legs he stood up and stripped of his clothes. Grabbing a towel nearby he went to his own bathroom then began to take a bath.
"Tetsuya's gonna give me a good scolding if I told him about this…," he thought as a small smile was evident on his lips.
— ( 赤黒. )
"Maybe another box of milk…"
Kuroko looked at his basket and glanced at his checklist. After receiving a text from his mother he had to drop by the grocery since they were almost out of ingredients. He knew his mother couldn't go outside because she had to take care of their grandmother. His father often came home late due to work so they couldn't rely on him on taking care of the house.
As soon as he as finished getting the last few things he went to the cashier and placed his basket on the bar. He took out his wallet as he looked at the screen.
"That'll be 3'777.61 ¥." The lady said with a smile as she began to put the items in the bag.
Kuroko nodded and took out 3'800 ¥ in total. The lady took the money and gave him the change of 22.39 ¥. Kuroko and the lady bowed at each other as he took the bag of groceries. As soon as he exited the store he glanced at his watch and sighed. He still had some homework to do but he couldn't find himself having the motivation to do them later. He was completely tired and after eating dinner and taking a bath he'd just want to hit the hay.
He sighed as he walked towards his home. "Maybe doing one of my homework would be enough…"
— ( TO BE CONTINUED. )
A/N: did u see me sneak in a shameless promo of my previous fanfic... i mean i just changed the characters to my fave ocs okay whoops
also tell me what you think about this! I love tearing away akashi's perfection and still making him somehow absolute ヽ/❀o ل͜ o\ノ
