A/N: Yo ho~ Shiro again here! Recently, I just finished watching Sherlock Holmes the Series and I fell in love with Sherlock and Watson's relationship~ they're so adorable and meant for each other! Ahem, so I present to you Akakuro version of Sherlock! (But I'll get back to my other fic, Red String of Fate ASAP) please bear with my whims hehe (/w\)
Warning: This won't exactly follow the original storyline and Akashi's a bit of an ass at the beginning but hey, that's how Sherlock rolled, no? x3
Disclaimer: KnB isn't mine~
Chapter 1: The Great Detective
In 221b Baker Street lived a very odd and eccentric man named Akashi Seijuurou. His appearance was as magical as his intelligence level. Fiery red hair, striking ruby and gold eyes, lean but fit stature and his body always clad in black and red. He had everything in the world that others would kill for just to own them; brains, looks, money and fame. In short, he was the very embodiment of perfection.
But, unbeknowst to them, there was one thing he never did have nor did he bother to have - it was love (and err, perhaps a humane side). Love? Akashi would cringe on the spot at the mention of such - 'inefficacious' word - as he like to describe it. Perhaps it was this belief that made him the way he was now, an anti-social loner who's blunt with words. Once, a woman who confessed her love for him screamed "Psychopath!" to him after he flat-out rejected her by justifying she had unbearably stinky feet. The redhead calmly replied, "I'm not a psychopath. I'm a high-functioning sociopath. Do your research." And that marked the end of his 'love affairs' altogether.
Up until today, the brilliant but arrogant detective felt no need to associate himself with other lesser beings, in other words, all humans aside from him. To him, no one could ever be equal or more supreme than he was. His mind was like a racing jet, constantly moving at high speed and never stopping to rest even once. He was different from the rest of the human species who hardly maximise their brain capacities as much as he did. Therefore, he couldn't bring himself to feel attracted to anyone. There was simply no need to.
Akashi would soon realise how wrong he was.
the game is on..!
"This is the place..?" A cool but somewhat toneless voice greeted the sleeping redhaired detective who was lying on the sofa, his long limbs dangled cross-legged at one end of the hard couch. The redhead blinked open his eyes in an instant being the light sleeper he was. "Momoi-san? Is it a guest?" (More like customers or self-proclaimed ex-lovers that were still hung up on him) Akashi stifled a yawn and drowsily raked his crimson hair with his hand as he sat up straight. His unbuttoned shirt fell down from his right shoulder, exposing his well-toned chest. Every woman in the world would definitely melt into a puddle of goo if they could see him now.
"Oh my, forgive me Akashi-kun for suddenly dropping by on such a short notice." A middle-aged woman with greyish pink hair tied into a loose bun smiled apologetically towards the redhead. "But dear, you should dress more properly." Feeling her maternal instincts kicking in, the woman quickly fixed and buttoned up his shirt. She was Momoi Satsuki, the landlord of the house whom Akashi would deliberately mistaken for a housekeeper once in while. "Ah, I almost forgot! He's here. Your new housemate!" She chirped excitedly.
"My name is Kuroko Tetsuya, please take good care of me from now on." A man around Akashi's age (or maybe younger due to that large almond-shaped eyes of his) spoke monotonously and bowed almost too politely. Pastel blue hair and eye colour, pale complexion and too small of a stature for a typical young male but most of all that plasticity which irked him to no end. Akashi automatically deduced everything regarding his soon to be housemate; sickly since birth, a pampered young master from a ridiculously wealthy family and a pretentious goody two-shoes. Heh, this one won't last even a day with me.
Just then, Kuroko cast a strange look to the detective, his sky blue eyes gleamed mystically before returning to their normal but slightly dull shine. Akashi dismissed the weird glance from the apathetic man as he dutifully rose up from the couch to greet him properly. "Pleasure to meet you, Kuroko-kun. I am Akashi Seijuurou, the tenant of this...humble abode of mine." He elaborately bowed and presented his living room which was not in a state where one would call 'tidy' in the slightest.
The room was full of scattered books and papers and other things (junks) lying across the floor haphazardly. But, the most eye-catching item of all was a human skull situated on a small desk.
Kuroko replied in a flat tone, looking unfazed by the room's messiness, "The pleasure's mine, Akashi-kun." A simple handshake was ensued and Akashi didn't missed how cold the other's hand was. He thought of a good idea there and then. "Momoi-san, would you please fetch the young gentleman some nice hot tea?"
"I'm your landlord dear, not your housekeeper." Momoi-san reminded the genius detective but made her way to the kitchen anyway. "Well, just this once, all right?" Her soft hearted nature would never allow her to say no, especially not to her peculiar tenant whom she had treated like a child of her own.
"And bring out some biscuits too while you're at it." Akashi added with a mischievous smirk, in which the pink-haired lady answered haughtily from the kitchen, "Not your housekeeper!"
The redhead then turned his attention towards the bluenette again, sizing up the young man up and down intensely until...
"Um.. Could you please stop staring? It's rude." Kuroko blatantly spoke up his mind, seemingly uncomfortable to be the object of inspection by the redhead (although his face remained impassive as ever).
Akashi chuckled smoothly. "I supposed you haven't heard about me, then? Or do you simply pretended not to?" The redhead found it hard to believe that there were still some people who haven't been informed of his greatness yet.
"Why, am I supposed to." Kuroko deadpanned. His words sounded very much like a statement rather than a question.
'Because it doesn't make sense otherwise! People who came to me either want to use me or kill me. Only those two groups.' Akashi's irritation slowly build up on the inside. What was it? What about this man that made him so uneasy and agitated? Akashi never had any problem in deciphering a person in front of him before but Kuroko Tetsuya was somehow different. He was unfathomable. Which group did he belong to?
"What about Momoi-san? She's a kind person so I don't think she belonged to any of the two groups." Kuroko said quietly, breaking Akashi's exhausting train of thoughts. Realising something was amiss, the redhead shot a quizzical look to the bluenette. Did he said that out loud just now? Yes, perhaps he did, Akashi chose to believe that.
"Never mind her. What about you? Which one are you?" Akashi suddenly grabbed both of the bluenette's wrists and pinned him to the bookshelf forcefully, causing a few dusty books to fell out of their places to the already messy floor. Expecting to see a flustered or panicked face, the redhead sighed in disappointment when Kuroko brazenly gazed straight into his heterochromatic eyes. "I am..."
Momoi hurriedly stepped into the living room, carrying a tray of tea and biscuits, upon hearing the loud noise. "What happened - !" The female landlord gasped in shock at the sight before her. "Akashi-kun, what are you doing?!" Thankfully she didn't accidentally drop the tray and cause another bloody mess to the already disastrous living room.
Akashi slowly released his grip on the bluenette's wrists before storming out of the house without saying anything.
"Forgive me, Momoi-san. I might have done something to anger Akashi-kun. But, please do not worry." Kuroko explained while calmly rubbing his now bruised wrists. Seconds later, he closed his eyes as if he's concentrating on something. "Ah, it's snowing..." He reopened his eyes and muttered under his breath, earning a 'Pardon?' from the pink-haired lady, worry apparent on her wrinkled face. Kuroko's expression softened, he smiled softly and ensured the older woman with a 'It's nothing to worry about'.
"You have such a kind smile." Momoi finally commented after she was left speechless for a while by the smile. Indeed, it was as if she had just witnessed something spectacular. By then, Kuroko had reverted back to his usual devoid-of-emotions face.
In a short time, the bluenette put on his coat and a woollen scarf around his neck before asking the landlord politely, "Would you please get Akashi-kun's coat for me? I will go and bring him back." Kuroko was waiting at the front door before Momoi came with a black trench coat which belonged to none other than the genius detective.
"Oh my, Kuroko-kun, would you look at that? It's snowing!" Momoi exclaimed excitedly. "It's the first snow for this winter. How wonderful!" Suddenly, the happy grin on Momoi's face fell as she whispered to herself, "Akashi-kun never liked the snow though." Kuroko was wearing an expression that seemed to spell 'I know'. He bowed towards the older woman before exiting shortly after. "Then, I'll be going now."
"Please be careful, Kuroko-kun. And I'll make sure to give Akashi-kun an earful when he gets back!" Momoi waved the bluenette goodbye.
"Where could the man run off to, even forgetting his coat like this? It's so unusual for him to act this way." The pink-haired woman monologued. Call her a worrywart or the likes, she just couldn't leave the redhaired man on his own. Heavens knew what would happen to him if left alone for a long period of time. "And why did it looked like Kuroko-kun knew it started snowing before he actually saw it?" Momoi stared confusedly at the disappearing figure, unable to completely comprehend the situation at hand.
But, Momoi slowly believed that Kuroko could somehow save Akashi's lonely self.
To be continued...
A/N: So, how was it? Is this piece of sh*t worth continuing lol? Pardon Akashi's OOC-ness but it's necessary for the plot I guess /kicked/
So introducing the casts properly:
Akashi Seijuurou as Sherlock
Kuroko Tetsuya as Watson
Momoi Satsuki as Mrs Hudson
P/S: Their personalities may slightly differ though