I. Prologue

Akashi often asked himself just how long will he have to wait? Waiting for someone that could possibly sleep for eternity and never wake up. While it is true that he wasn't a normal human, in fact, he couldn't age and time would always stop on him. For him, there's no such thing as aging. He would forever be in a 18 years old body while in reality, he was much older than that.

They say that being an immortal is a good thing and it's a state that most people want to achieve, however, Akashi detest the every fact that he has an immortal body. He wish to be like anyone else and would die eventually, becoming one with Mother Nature. To him, being immortal means an endless torture that he couldn't escape no matter what.

Akashi had suffered for a long time and while 30 years wasn't that long in an immortal's opinion, to him, these 30 years is a huge number and that no matter what he do, this fact wouldn't be changed. And by each passing day, the numbers increase and soon another decade would pass by before he realize it. Every day, he had to wake up and realized that yet another day had passed... without his lover by his side.

Akashi hated having to wake up on an empty bed and he hate having to use a blanket without sharing its warmth with someone else. He hated how there's no one to greet him and welcome him back whenever he step into his empty mansion. No one to kiss him and hug him like everything would be fine despite what may be happening around them. He hated having to tell himself daily that everything would be fine and that as long as he wait patiently, that day would eventually come.

Just who is he kidding?

Day by day, his friends told him to just give up and that he wouldn't wake up. But Akashi kept lying to himself. He will wake up. Definitely. They say that he was a fool, believing in something that couldn't become reality. And Akashi know that he is one. But no matter what, he wanted to keep believing that he will wake up or else, Akashi wouldn't have a reason to live anymore. What's the use of living in a world without his special person next to him? In a world where everyone will living happily while he was the only one suffering.

It was true that Akashi is known as an emperor, merciless and cruel, however, inside, he was just a small child craving for someone's love and attention. Inside, he was being caged and trapped inside a dark and deep chamber filled up with black water. He truly was suffocating, but no matter what he do, no one was there to extend their hand to him and rescue him. Not even his dead and beloved mother. Not even him.

Akashi was getting mentally ill day by day and at this rate, he will go insane. He no longer cry silently when no one was watching for there was no tears left to shed. He no longer go wild on asking others for a possible cure for his lover because he now came to accept that it was a futile attempt and that he wouldn't get an answer that he wanted to hear no matter what. He no longer even go interact with his friends and decided to visit that place every day just to see his loved one, hoping that he would wake up miraculously.

Without realizing, his mind completely was filled with him and he began to isolate himself from others, believing there was no use for them. There was no need for friends if he wasn't there as well.

Subconsciously, he began to move forward, sliding his fingers across the wall that had collected dust over time. His lover wasn't there to clean it and since Akashi doesn't allow anyone to enter his mansion, no, his and his lover's mansions, the entire mansion haven't been cleaned in a long time. But surprisingly, there are no mice nor insects in the mansion despite the bad state this housing was in.

He stopped in front of a huge door and he pushed it in. The doors creaked as Akashi stepped in slowly, observing each details in the room with a longing look. This room, and only this room had been preserved in its best condition because this room is the only room that Akashi had taken the liberty to actually clean it and make sure this room remains the same state for decades to come. This was all so that once he wake up, he would recognize his room and feel happy about it. Akashi would do anything to make him happy.

At last, Akashi's eyes landed on the huge portrait of a beautiful and enticing male that would often be mistaken as a female. The bluenette was wearing a light pale yukata, sitting near the porch during a hot summer. Everything was drawn realistically as if this was a photograph instead of a portrait done by hand.

"Tetsuya..." Akashi said with affection. "I missed you, my love."

He stand there for 20 or so minutes, just staring at the portrait and imagining that his lover was right in front of him, smiling warmly like he used to. Touching him tenderly like he used to. Loving him deeply and caringly like he used to.

Finally, Akashi decided to sit on the bed where he can view the portrait completely. His eyes then moved towards the wardrobe and Akashi walked toward it, pulling out his lover's clothing.

He touched it carefully, fearing that one touch would ruin the clothing, reducing the limited amount of his lover's possessions. He leaned forward and rested his head on the yukata, inhaling the lingering smell on the clothing. But as expected, there wasn't the familiar vanilla smell since his lover haven't wear this piece for a long time. The smell had long been gone, clearly proving to Akashi that his love haven't been near him for a long time.

However, this small detail doesn't matter to Akashi at this moment and he continued to chant his lover's name, picturing himself hugging his Tetsuya right this instant. He really missed his lover's touch. His warmth. His smooth skin. His cerulean eyes. His plump lips. His kisses. His moans. His everything.

And finally Akashi couldn't bear it any longer. He ran hurriedly down the basement and eventually reached a spacious dark room light up by torches. In the center, there was a huge ice with his Tetsuya trapped inside, sleeping. He was definitely alive, but his eyes wouldn't open no matter what. It doesn't matter how long Akashi called for him until his throat became dry, Tetsuya just wouldn't open his eyes.

However, this doesn't prevent Akashi from loving him like he used to. Akashi would always touch the ice, pretending it doesn't exist, and spread his fingers as if he was touching Tetsuya's hand.

His lips would touch right where Tetsuya's lips were if not for the ice and day by day, without fail, Akashi would talk to Tetsuya so the bluenette wouldn't feel as lonely. At times, Akashi had decided to sleep right next to Tetsuya, laying on the floor and began to talk and talk for as long as he wishes to.

And it's fine if Tetsuya doesn't respond because that was expected.

Akashi know that his Tetsuya would come back to him. Come back into his arms.

He know...

... because he trust his Tetsuya.

I. Prologue

Hello everyone! This chapter is very short because I don't really want to reveal too much information, but I hope that it serves its purpose to catch your attention. I want to clarify that this was set in the modern time period, however, there are supernatural things unknown to humans, which will be revealed later on.

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