Disclaimer:
All plot, setting, characters, and etc. of Finder Series belong to Yamane Ayano. No money was being made off this piece of fiction.
Author's Notes:
Story inspired by:
gold silk threads in ice water (Kuroko no Basuke fanfic) by edeaskystars
Tale 9: The Emperor's New Clothes (Naruto fanfic) by ladywinterfic
I need something to balance myself from writing the emotionally loaded drama Finder Series fanfic, Twist of Fate, and in the process this story is born. For now, I think there should only be 3 chapters in total.
Enjoy dear readers!
Summary:
Takaba Akihito just wanted to prove himself for his pride's sake. And everybody was left to suffer from his transformation…
Warnings:
alternate universe, language, self-betaed
The Gossip Grapevine Challenge
Takaba Akihito really blamed those obsessive devotees of Asami Ryuuichi. These women made him to do it—his poor fashion sense took a hike to somewhere.
It all started like this…
Akihito was in his element of perfect disguise inside Sion, one of Asami's legal establishments. That night, he was minding his own business of stalking er, staking out his latest target when his ears caught wind of a few hushed whispers that would in a nutshell version questioned his self-esteem.
"Did you see that bottle bleached-haired boy snarling like a wild animal to Asami-sama?"
Excuse me? My hair colour is natural, Akihito corrected silently the false assumption of the woman. Honestly, the owner's voice seemed to be curious but the following response was what snowballed the issue.
"How rude that boy is to show such impudence! Did his parents failed to teach him some manners?"
Hah! They did teach me. Only, I'm not applying those lessons to the bastard.
"He does not deserve to be in Asami-sama's league."
Akihito's left brow rose in disbelief. In his opinion, Asami is the only person in his own league.
"Anyway, why did Asami-sama let him to waltz around in here? The boy is such an eyesore in this place."
He snorted. Why don't you personally tell that to Asami? Then again, you will be shot down dead for even verbally questioning Asami of his decision.
"Not to mention the boy's fashion sense is kind of tacky, too."
Akihito bristled. No one insults my favourite get-ups, bitch.
"You said it, sister! Those clothes he's wearing are too childish and teen-like to be inside Asami-sama's circle of associates."
Now, that's a foul. I'm not a member of his goons, moronic bitch.
"Maybe that boy is Asami-sama's son?"
Immediately, Akihito's shoulders shook in muted hysterical laughter.
"I don't think so. If he is, he sure does not look and act like one."
Because I'm not Asami's son. I'm his…l-lo—
Instantly, Akihito paused and deleted the thought.
"That boy must be Asami-sama's houseboy then?"
"With those clothes? Very likely."
Why are they picking on my clothes? If looks were knives, the receiver would be in minuscule pieces by now.
"With that punk-like attitude? Impossible!"
Yes, it's just like a common mortal associating with a god, Akihito bit out in his thoughts sarcastically.
"Hey, we are getting out off the topic! I believe we are all in agreement in this: that boy can't even be considered a mismatch to Asami-sama. He is nothing more but a weed to be exterminated—a hideous stain to Asami-sama's perfection!"
This one callous declaration did it.
All previous verbal and nonverbal issues of denial from whatever Akihito had with Asami in their dysfunctional relationship went down to the drain, dissolving completely into thin air.
His position was being threatened.
Like a mind-blowing force of a gigantic sledgehammer, Akihito rose up for the challenge. With a lethal smirk bellying his indignant anger, he stalked down towards Sion's exit.
In addition, he permanently, erased in his mind his target that night and his special summon courtesy of Asami Ryuichi. Besides, all of his senses were wired in intent to prove those mean bitches wrong.
~*01*~
That same night in Kou's apartment…
Typing the keyboard, Akihito's eyes blazed at the outrageously overpriced items. In a split second, he hesitated. But he had to do this.
Clearly, his penny-pinching attitude wasn't on the menu for this particular endeavor. He would have to splurge in no small amount of money for the stuff he had to buy.
Gritting his teeth, Akihito meticulously chose to list down what he had to buy first.
~*01*~
The next 7 days…
Dazed eyes trailed after the dreamy, sighed-inducing sight.
The source was smiling charmingly to the audience materializing more rainbows, flowers of all kinds and fireworks on his background.
The exotic and enchanting, platinum blond-haired young man left an awe-filled, reverent crowd of all genders and ages. Most of whom, agonized in crisis of their supposed sexual orientation
~*01*~
In another dimension, several divine beings perked up with excitement perceiving the kind of chaos Takaba Akihito's acts will lead to…
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