Title: This Was The Orchestra Your Mother Warned You About
Chapter: 2 - In which the kids drive Akashi crazy (again) (approx. 680 words)
Rating: K+
Characters/Pairings: Generation of Miracles, Kasamatsu Yukio + Sakurai Ryou + Wakamatsu Kosuke (brief cameos)
Summary: The only orchestra which might leave you running for the hills. Or leave you needing a lawyer.
Disclaimer: I still don't own kurobasu sucks for me D:
Author's Notes: yay new characters woo~ enjoy!
When Akashi finally thinks that practice would be peaceful for once, he's just proved wrong again. The moment he enters the auditorium he sees two rows of chairs lined up on opposite sides of the stage.
Midorima walks over to join him, and one of Akashi's worst fears are confirmed. "Are they...?"
"Yes, they are." Akashi groans, and wishes he had stayed home today. He would rather not be here when some of the members of this orchestra were involved in-
His thoughts were cut off by a loud war cry, and before he could react, Aomine (and his gang) had popped out from behind their row of chairs, raising their 'weapons' (aka their bows and whatever they could find and pick up off the ground) and aiming them at the opposite row, where Kise (and his gang) were situated.
Kise and Aomine stare at each other for a few moments, and for a moment Akashi thinks that maybe, just maybe, he could stop this before things get really rowdy and rough and messy, but before he can even do anything once again, a piece of soft gooey double bass rosin flew across the stage, hitting Kise right in the middle of his forehead.
Kise, stunned for a moment there, blinks a few times, and he roars, before an onslaught of small things start to fly across the stage towards both rows of chairs. Akashi watches as people are hit by things hide behind their chairs as they 'die' and things come to a quick finale as it's down to the usual few veterans at the game.
"Kise Ryouta, with Kasamatsu Yukio, versus Aomine Daiki, with Sakurai Ryou! Who will win the 25th monthly game of 'War'? It's time, for the graaaaaand finale!" Wakamatsu Kosuke announced.
Aomine was about to start throwing things at Kise again, when Akashi finally gets enough of things, and shouts, "Daiki, Ryouta, what do you think you're doing again?"
Aomine and Kise, too engrossed in the game, didn't seem to notice that Akashi was here and continued to glare at each other with all the fierceness and ferocity they could muster, which in Kise's case, was not so successful. Akashi sighs, and marches over to the middle of the stage, right at the time when Kise throws Aomine's rosin back at him.
Of which lands right square in the middle of the back of Akashi's head.
Needless to say, Kise regrets that he was ever born afterwards. He clings to Aomine's leg with tears running down his face as Akashi stands in front of him, glaring daggers at him.
"Uwahh, please forgive me, Akashicchi! I didn't mean to! It was meant for Ahominecchi! Please don't stab me!"
Akashi manages to calm himself down before his right hand reaches into his pocket by instinct, where his favourite (and sharpest) pair of scissors are located. He would have gladly stabbed Kise in the heart, but he needed the damn thing to keep Kise alive and kicking; after all he is one of the best second violinists that he has in the orchestra. He breathes in and out deeply, thank god he learned qigong from the very best. Murasakibara attempts to cool his anger down by passing him an ice lolly, and he gratefully accepts it, before walking to a seat and taking huge bites out of it.
He relishes the terrified look that Kise, who's still crying, has on his face, and watches, mildly satisfied, as Aomine desperately tries to get Kise off his leg. He tries not to smirk as Aomine starts cursing as he continues trying to no avail ("Die, Kise! Let go of me, you baka! You're so heavy; let go of me!" "Aominecchi you ganguro! Save me! Who's going to be your friend if I die?" "Ehh, Satsuki and Tetsu are enough; I don't need you." "Uwahh, Aominecchi's so mean!"). After all, Aomine deserved to be punished too.
They drive this concertmaster so crazy sometimes, Akashi wonders why he even bothers with this bunch of unruly... children.
Heh, it must be love.
