The match of Seirin VS Rakuzan did not go like I had written it. Furihata didn't break down or was even able to block Akashi. Besides, Furihata didn't have much time to appear anyways. At least that is what I assume so far, since the match hasn't finished yet.
Oh, and one more thing, I didn't read the Manga, so I'm sorry if the information I have written is incorrect. This is just what I have heard.
Warning: BL / Yaoi / BoyxBoy, OOCness, Furihata's Point of View, Weird Order, Awkward Writing, etc.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke. If I did, the whole thing wouldn't even be about basketball since I'm not smart enough to think of an awesome Anime being like that. And I doubt I would be writing Fan Fiction.
"Hah...hah..." I was panting as I stood in the middle of the court. Everything seemed to go still for a moment, just before all shoes started to squeak, all the while, the smell of sweat and determination floating in the air.
I glanced over to my right, an immediate shiver crawling up my spine. Heterochromatic eyes stared at me intently, which caught me a bit off guard. Well, I shouldn't say I was surprised. I mean, I was up against the owner of those creepy eyes.
I have only met him once, excluding this time, but that one meeting actually meant nothing to me. It was too haunting to not forget though. His intimidating gaze, his bright, fiery red hair, his one and absolute saying.
"Since I always win, I'm always right."
I blink, going back into reality, realizing that everyone on the bench was screaming out my name, and that, that certain red-head was out of sight. I reacted quickly, taking a few steps back to turn around and run towards the hoop.
I grit my teeth, determined, yet scared to do this action that came to mind. I jumped just as I was in front of the hoop, but alas, my jumps aren't as high as Kagami's or as quick as Kiyoshi's, so as soon as the buzzer sounded out, I landed on my feet, panting heavily.
Failure screamed my name. I tried, at least, right? That's all that matters. Yet, why do I feel this feeling of disappointment and sadness? My breath quickened, at the same time, my eyes started to water unconsciously.
I straightened my posture and brought my hands to my hazel eyes. I was too slow to block the ball from him. From that haunting person.
From Akashi Seijuurou.
I started to cry, falling onto my knees, as I let out gasps and whimpers. People were staring, I know, but I couldn't help it. It was only my second game, and I had failed.
My head was lifted up, making my eyes meet with light blue ones. "K-Kuroko..." I muttered, still gasping for air. The said boy stared at me worriedly, and without a word, helped me up by putting one of my arms over his shoulders. We both walked, well, I limped, to the center of the court.
It seems that playing against him made my feet hurt badly.
As both teams lined up, we all shouted simultaneously, "Thanks for the game!" before bowing respectfully.
After that, Kuroko Tetsuya helped me back to the bench.
Once I sat down, I felt a large, warm hand ruffle my hair, so I looked up to see Kagami Taiga grinning at me. Even though he grinned, I could still see the cracks of disappointment, making me sob even more.
"It's fine. Furi. You were up against Akashi Seijuurou, for Pete's sake."
My friend, Kawahara Kouichi, said, attempting to cheer me up. But it was no use. The other boy grinned, patting my back. "Yeah, it's okay, my legs would have given up on me before I even took a step onto the court!" Fukuda Hiroshi laughed, smiling at me.
I forced a weak smile, bowing my head. "I guess..." I muttered, thinking back to that frightening experience.
"Don't worry, Furihata-kun. I promise you nothing will go wrong after this. We will become the best basketball team in Japan."
My smile grew wider, hearing that familiar promise. "Yeah." I whispered, looking over to Kuroko with the best smile I could muster up. The blue-haired boy smiled back, obtaining a rough pat on the back from Kagami. Kuroko stumbled forward a bit, but once he was on his feet again, he glared at the red-head.
"Let's go to MajiBa, okay? To cheer you up!" Kagami shouted, raising his fist into the air, followed by the other first-years except for Kuroko and myself. We were all heading home, but I guess now we're going to Maji Burger.
When we got there, the first-years sat down in a secluded corner. Kagami had walked over to the counter to order while the rest of us all sat there silently. I stayed in the corner, deciding to stare outside the window.
After a few seconds, sad sigh escaped my lips, gaining the attention of the three who sat across from me. I blinked, leaning back into the leather seats. Seems like I'm alone in Maji Burger too...
"Why are you sighing?" Kawahara asked. He got a shrug out of me. That answer didn't seem to satisfy him. "You okay? Is it about that match against Rakuzan?"
I shook my head lightly. Around then, Kagami came back placing the tray of burgers down. I couldn't help but gape at the amount of burgers that were stacked up like a mountain. I was going to say something, but Kuroko beat me to it.
"Are you sure you can eat all of that, Kagami-kun?" The dark red-head just tilted his head to the side a bit, raising a brow at the question.
"What do you mean? Of course I am!" He shouted, taking the seat next to me. I sighed again, burying my face into my hand.
That's so typical of him... I leaned back and started to stare outside again. I tuned out the talking around me, focusing only on the passing cars and the walking people. It was getting darker, and everything was slowing down...
The fatigue had probably followed me from the match, I guess, because I started to close my eyes as my head fell against the window. The last thing I heard was, "Furi, are you tir..."
"Furi, are you tired?" Fukuda asked, seeing the boy drift off to sleep.
Kuroko sighed. "He would naturally be tired. Let him sleep." He whispered, taking a sip from his milkshake. Kawahara let out a 'hm...' while biting into his burger.
"I guess you're right." He said after chewing and swallowing. Fukuda laughed, patting his friend's shoulder lightly. Kagami glanced over at sleeping Furihata curiously. He was easily tired out, huh?
"But..."
All eyes turned to Kuroko, while the emotionless male placed the milkshake onto the table with a small thud. "Who's going to bring him home?"
Silence came after that, and everything became quite awkward, just as Kagami started to wonder. Where was he going to stay? No one knew where he lived. Furihata wasn't that kind of person to be social, considering his constant stuttering and nervousness around other people besides, of course, Seirin's Basketball Team.
"Ah, well, we'll worry about that later. Let's just eat!" Kagami yelled, gaining some perplexed stares from the strangers around him. Kawahara and Fukuda shook their heads in disapproval, muttering the same thing simultaneously.
"Kagami...all you care about is food and basketball..."
Akashi Seijuurou walked out of the Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium, with Mibuchi Reo and Hayama Kotarou following close behind. "Well, that match could have gone better..." Mibuchi muttered as he forced a smile for Akashi.
Akashi didn't even care or pay attention. He was focused on how it was surprisingly harder than his other matches. Seirin was a beginner team too.
Tsk... How annoying... Akashi thought, glaring at the concrete that looked just about to break, under his menacing stare.
"Sei-chan, don't worry about that. We at least beat them, right?" Mibuchi said, putting a hand on Akashi's shoulder. Akashi moved away, pushing Mibuchi's hand off.
"Oo, Reo-nee's hand got pushed off!" Hayama started laughing, pointing at Mibuchi mockingly. In response, Mibuchi looked back and started glaring at the very, annoying male.
Hayama gulped, shutting his mouth immediately. At least he isn't as scary as Akashi...
Akashi sighed, turning around to face the two just as they stopped at the corner of an avenue, which made Mibuchi and Hayama stop too. "I'm not going to be going back to Kyoto yet. I'm...visiting someone." He says, blankly staring at the two Uncrowned Kings.
Mibuchi nodded warily at his answer, while Hayama smiled a knowing smile, as if to say, "Okay then, Akashi!" Akashi nodded back at the two, turning around to walk away from them.
After one last glance at Akashi's back, both Mibuchi and Hayama started walking to the train station once again.
I'm coming to visit you, Tetsuya.
Akashi was getting annoyed. It took longer than expected to get to Kuroko's apartment, and once he got there, no one was home. Even if he started to bang the door loudly. He just got an annoyed shout from a neighbor come his way, at which he started to glare at the door, emanating a dark aura.
Now, he was walking out of the apartment complex, going back to the train station. It was getting dark, so it might be closed by now. How irritating. He thought, gritting his teeth, feeling more anger by the second.
He walked passed a bright and lively place, spotting some familiar blue hair. Akashi stopped in his tracks glancing over to look through the window of a place called... 'Maji Burger'. He froze, seeing a small smile on a certain Kuroko's face.
Then there were also other people that seemed a bit familiar. Even that...Kagami character was annoyingly, easily recognized. A sigh escaped his lips until his eyes landed on another person. That person's eyes were closed, his lips were slightly parted and his chest was rising and falling with every breath.
It was the uninteresting and plain point guard. What a weakling. Akashi didn't even look back to that fellow. He walked into the store, creating an uneasy atmosphere. Someone so high-class in a fast food restaurant. It seemed unfitting.
Akashi walked closer to Kuroko's table, eyeing the boy as he came closer. Some people looked over with fright or curiosity, not that Akashi really cared.
Kuroko looked up with an emotional gaze, but Akashi could see that his expression faltered for just a second. "Akashi-kun." He spoke.
"Tetsuya..." The said boy blinked. Akashi sighed, rubbing his temples. "So annoying..." He whispered to himself, as he glared at Kagami, Fukuda, and Kawahara. Looking at Furihata was useless. That guy was asleep anyways.
The other three freshmen flinched, cowering back just the slightest. Akashi forced the kindest smile he could, but all he could do was scare them more. That was even better. "Could you three please leave?" He asked, voice filled with 'kindness'.
Fukuda and Kawahara nodded vigorously, rushing out of there quickly. Kagami hesitated, but another encounter with Akashi's gaze made him hurry and leave, forgetting that Furihata was there.
Akashi sat across from Kuroko, so that meant he sat next to Furihata. Kuroko was curious, which lead him to ask, "What about Furihata-kun?" He slowly pointed at said boy. Akashi shrugged. "He's sleeping. I wouldn't want to disturb someone's slumber." He said as if he was naturally polite.
Truthfully, he knew, and so did Kuroko, that he would just kick any other person awake. He just thought that since Furihata went up against Rakuzan, when his level wasn't as high as Kagami's or Kuroko's, he should rest up. Though, being polite was hard for him right about now. He wanted to hit the brunette's side and yell at him to get out.
Kuroko tentatively nodded, leaning back into the cushioned chair. "What do you need Akashi-kun?"
A smirk appeared on Akashi's face as he opened his mouth. "Well, Tetsuya." He started.
Darkness surrounded me, as I drifted further down into the water, head-first. It wasn't as painful as I has anticipated it would be. You know, drowning and all.
I could breathe too. Though I couldn't open my eyes. I couldn't see and I couldn't move. All that was actually happening was drowning and breathing. This is a strange dream.
"..like for you to..." Hm...? I hear voices...
"...Why..." I can't hear them clearly. What are they saying? No, who is it that's talking?
"...underst...Kur...o..." Eh? Kur...o? Is that voice talking about Kuroko?
"I'm sorry...Akashi...ku..." Hah!? Akashi!?
Suddenly, everything became clearer and the two voices that I heard became easier to understand, yet, I still couldn't open my eyes. All the gravity eventually appeared in an instant, which caused me to almost shudder. Luckily, I used all my strength not to.
"Why not? You can, right?"
"Well, of course I can, but I refuse. I'm sorry, Akashi-kun. I cannot accept your offer."
"Well that's too bad, Tetsuya. You have become tainted and now you are just a disobedient dog, like Daiki."
"I'm sor-"
"No apologies necessary. I don't need your pity."
Then a little shuffling came to my ears and some weight from where I sat had been lifted. There was a pause, until Akashi spoke again.
"I know you're awake."
At that, I really shuddered, backing away into the seat I sat on. My eyelids fluttered opened, automatically locking with heterochromatic orbs that gleamed with anger. A whimper came from my lips as I tried to back away further, but I was as far as possible from him.
"Akashi-kun, please don't scare my friend."
Akashi turned to look at Kuroko, glaring even harsher. "How protective of you, Tetsuya." A shiver crawled up my spine once he said my teammate's name. I moved my head to look at Kuroko, who was staring right back at Akashi with determination flashing in his light blue hues.
After a few more seconds of silence, Akashi turned away and left, ending everything with the sound of a closing of a door. I let out a sigh of relief, covering my face with my hands. I could still feel that cold, hard stare directed towards me.
"Are you okay, Furihata-kun?" I lift my head from my hands to see Kuroko worriedly peering over at me. I mustered out a weak smile and, while trembling, I nodded.
"I-I'm f-fine..." I stuttered, glancing out the window, just in time to see a pair of ruby and golden eyes looking my way. I shrieked, running out of there in fear and embarrassment, ignoring the call of my name that Kuroko had yelled. I rushed out the door, passing Kagami, Fukuda, and Kawahara, looking at my blurry figure passing by.
"Furi!" Probably Fukuda. I gulped, shutting my eyes for a second, feeling the cold air hit my face.
I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die. I lived my life without a care in the world, until I met Rakuzan High's captian, the very own, Akashi Seijuurou. Now I have every single reason to worry.
He knows I exist now. I wish he didn't. If he didn't, life would probably be much more easier to live through.
I continued to run for my life, passing people, animals, buildings, cars. I didn't give myself a second to make sure that I wasn't going to hit something. I might just smash my head against a pole and pass out. Or pass a driving car, which could lead to death. Maybe that would be less painful than getting stabbed by Akashi's scissors...
No, wait, who am I kidding!? Akashi's scissor death-thing seem much more less painful. It's just... his freaky gaze hurts...
As I ran and ran, I found myself ending up in front of Seirin. I was panting and out-of-breath, standing in front of the gate. Well, more like I was on the ground, clutching my chest. Maji Burger and Seirin High wasn't far from each other. Maybe I was just running in circles and then decided to stop here. Or is it just that I'm bad at running...?
I swallowed, turning to lay on my back. The gates were locked, and it was dark outside. I should have headed home instead. Once I regained my breath, I pushed myself up so that I sat normally, leaning my back against the brick walls of Seirin.
I sighed, bringing my head back to stare at the night sky. A cold wind blew by, which caused me to curl up and hug myself. "Ugh...wish I had a jacket..." I muttered to myself. I stood up, dusting off any unwanted dirt or dust. "I should get back home..."
My head once again moved back so that I looked up at the sky one last time. Just as I was about to turn around and walk away, I felt my shoulders become heavier. Literally.
"Wow, you like to talk to yourself, huh?"
My eyes went to my shoulders, and I saw a familiar jacket. I turned around, in a small daze, setting my hazel eyes upon someone taller than me, looming over with a smile.
"Ah...Kiyoshi-senpai!" I yelled, smiling brightly at him. "Wh-What are you doing here?" I asked, stuttering a little.
Kiyoshi smiled, chuckling. "I was just passing by, and I noticed you. What are you doing here?" He asked.
"W-Well...uhm...I.."
I can't tell him that I was running away from Akashi Seijuurou...! I struggled to fine the right words, so Kiyoshi just laughed it off, patting my shoulder reassuringly. "It's fine, Furihata. You don't have to answer."
I sighed, glad that Kiyoshi was such a kind, but oblivious, person.
"Well, I have to go now, so you can return that jacket the next day, okay?" Kiyoshi grinned at me and ran off before I could protest. I smiled. The jacket smelled like him.
I walked off, heading towards my house. This day has been...quite strange...compared to my other usual days.
Maybe it'll be better tomorrow.
Hopefully...
Author's Note: Okay, so far, no Akashi x Furihata. There's a Kiyoshi x Furihata scene though. I'm sorry, but I just love Furihata, so I would pair him up with almost anyone. Excuse the typos or mistakes.
