CHAPTER 2
"A first kiss may be romantic – but an accidental kiss is a whole different story." –Unknown
"It's sad how Hibari-san isn't here to punish anyone- no, wait… I suppose that's good…"
"Maa, maa, I bet Hibari misses Namimori too… he said that it wasn't his intention to move, anyways." Yamamoto shrugged, as Tsuna shuddered. The transfer of schools of Hibari Kyoya has been quite a topic to talk and discuss about among students of Namimori Middle School. The famous iron fist that ruled and conquered the school – now gone. For some it was a relief – but for some it was almost like an important part of the school was missing. To future students, now the Iron Fist will just be a legendary character – someone who existed, but hard to believe.
"I wonder what's happening to the Disciplinary Committee." Tsuna mumbled, as Gokudera fixed the position of his glasses as he slumped down on his chair, a math textbook in his face.
"They're saying something about continuing the spirit – Hibari told them to continue to patrol around the school and town. So probably you won't receive hard punishment if you're late or anything, but I suppose the 'discipline' thing will continue… Kufufu…"
"MUKURO?!"
"Kufufu… long time no see, Decimo… no, now I should call you Neo Primo, perhaps? Sounds fancier, doesn't it?" Mukuro chuckled, as Tsuna frowned. Gokudera glared up at the pineapple, and Yamamoto laughed lightly like it was so normal for the illusionist to appear at their school. At 4 in the afternoon, at school, yeah. Normal.
"Pineapple, watch what you say to Tenth!" Mukuro just chuckled more at Gokudera's harsh response. He certainly wasn't satisfied with the pineapple part, but he was somehow used to the ridiculous and humiliating nickname, thanks to the skylark.
"Well, it's true that the school is now unnaturally quiet without the skylark here." Mukuro shrugged. "I guess Hibari Kyoya, the iron fist of Namimori Middle School will just become a legendary character between the future generation of students in this school."
"Well, he can't go around saying 'I will bite you to death' until he's like 30 years old, you know. He will need to leave this school soon – he just had a head start, that's all." Gokudera replied, as Tsuna and Yamamoto nodded.
"So, where did he move to anyways?" Mukuro asked. It wasn't like he was caring for Hibari or anything – he was just curious. Surely that school will be the second school to be ruled by an iron fist, after Namimori Middle School. "I heard that it was somewhere… away from Namimori."
"It's Rakuzan High. You know, that school with one of the Generation of Miracles, Akashi Seijuro, the captain of the geniuses. The basketball guys with the phantom sixth man in Teiko." Yamamoto said, reading off the lines of the sports magazines he used to read in his first year of Middle School. He usually went straight to the baseball section, but the 5 rising prodigies and 1 unknown phantom sixth man article in the basketball section caught his attention.
They were very interesting guys in Yamamoto's opinion – including the manager of the group who also got a turn to interview. He found himself watching their matches through sports channels if he finished watching all the baseball matches of his favorite teams. Something about their match that always displeased Yamamoto – was that they always needed to crush their opposing team.
"Generation of Miracles? Lame title they have." Gokudera spat. "They're just too proud of themselves." He concluded. Yamamoto shrugged. He didn't mention that in their highschool year, a new rising highschool – Seirin – beaten all of them last year when the Generation of Miracles were all first years in highschool. Probably the school with the phantom sixth man, if Yamamoto remembered correctly.
"Why did Hibari-san's parents send him to that school, anyways? Out of many schools…" Tsuna trailed off. Was it because they wanted Hibari to become involved in sports like basketball? That was most unlikely. Because Rakuzan was this prestigious school for smart kids? Probably not. So was it random? The only option seemed to be the third one.
"A school that's famous for basketball…" Mukuro mumbled, "Unlike the skylark, but alright. Maybe I will visit him…" Mukuro said as he slowly made himself disappear into thin air with his illusions, his trident wrapped in bright indigo flames. Tsuna and the other two just watched their fellow mist guardian disappear, the sun slowly setting behind them.
"Don't you think it would be funny if in that school there's another guy that acts exactly like Hibari? Well, actually, I heard that Akashi Seijuro is a bit like Hibari, but still. It would be funny if they get close, don't you think?" Yamamoto laughed obliviously, as Gokudera threw him an unsatisfied scowl.
"That would be the end of the world. And even if they do become close, I doubt that Hibari would let him enter his room of privacy further. You know how Hibari is. He is self-centered, anti-social, and… aloof. That's why he is the cloud guardian of the family, idiot – why do you think he is the grandson of Alaude, the cloud guardian of the first generation of the Vongola, that was known to be the strongest guardian alive in history?" Gokudera asked rhetorically, and Yamamoto shrugged.
"But it also says that Alaude wasn't all that scary, right? It says that he also showed kindness to a few, and actually opened up to the Vongola family, though not as much to Daemon Spade. I am sure Hibari would open to someone, too."
"I find that very unlikely." Gokudera grumbled, as Tsuna just shrugged, as he finally stared to put away his books and homework in his bag. He hesitated, wondering if he should take his report card with him, then just sighed and stuffed it into his bag as well. Then he picked up the strap, also slumping back on his wooden chair, his left arm supporting his chin. He stared at the sun slowly vanishing downwards between two tall buildings standing side to side.
"I wonder if it will really be alright to let Mukuro meet Hibari-san…" he muttered under his breath quietly so his right hand man wouldn't say anything about it. "I can just hope for the best in the worst situation possible…"
NEXT MORNING, RAKUZAN HIGH…
Hibari sighed, as he dragged himself to Rakuzan high. He was still struggling to fight the urge of just running to Namimori and start patrolling around the peaceful town – unfortunately, his parents wouldn't like that, and he couldn't really manage to disappoint his parents. Even Hibari Kyoya wasn't really up to that.
"This school is herbivorous…" he said as he passed by a mall that was just about to open, and a maid café that was still closed. He passed a few other stores that weren't even close to opening their doors to customers yet – maybe he was just too early. Waking up at 5 in the morning was a habit to him – he did it for years to patrol around Namimori. He kept on telling himself that this was a new place, a new school, therefore a place he didn't need to protect – mainly because there should be other people to protect it – but he kept on waking up earlier than necessary anyways.
Thanks to that small habit, the school wasn't even open. He groaned, as he sat down next to the gates, waiting for it to become an entrance. He checked his phone – it was only 5:40 am. Of course the school wasn't open. He groaned again, regretting the fact that he didn't eat breakfast. He could hear Hibird chirp in the distance, and his mood immediately lightened. His parents didn't want the bird to stay at their apartment, so he needed to keep Hibird outside. Well, the bird was smart, so it found its way to him again, so he had no problem with keeping up his meetings with the bird.
"Hibari! Hibari!" the bird chirped as it flew around the prefect- no, now just a student of Rakuzan's head. Hibari wrapped his index finger comfortingly around the bird, as the bird snuggled into his shoulder. Hibari showed a small smile at the bird that he rarely showed to anyone – he probably only showed it to Hibird… and I-pin. He had a soft spot for cute animals, and he couldn't help that, really. After Hibird sang the school anthem of Namimori, the school gates opened, and Hibari entered, being the first one in school. He went up to his classroom, threw his bag on his desk, then went up straight to the rooftop. To his luck, or maybe it was just natural because no one was here yet – the area was empty. Hibari sighed, as he laid himself down on the hard concrete floor, his head cushioned by his hands. His uniform jacket shifted positions time to time as the morning wind blew on them. Hibird also slept on top of his chest, making it look like there was a yellow fluffy ball on the prefect.
The second one to enter school of course, was Akashi Seijuro. He was usually first, so Akashi was indeed surprised when he already saw a familiar black bag pack lying on a desk, but the seat empty – almost like the person had no interest in staying in the classroom. Akashi smirked. It was the new guy. It was him again – Hibari Kyoya.
And if I am right, he should be at the… Akashi stared up at the ceiling, as he slowly put his own bag down on his desk and exited the silent classroom. He walked up the staircase. … rooftop.
He found the boy sleeping on the floor, his bird – the yellow canary snuggling into the center of his chest. Akashi smirked, as he quietly walked up to where the prefect was. When he reached the boy and looked down on his face, he was surprised for once how innocent the guy could look. He was always putting on a glare or scowl, so he never noticed, but…
"… Cute." Akashi smirked at the boy, as he took out his phone unconsciously and took a picture of the innocent face. Who knows when it would come in handy. The bird woke up, noticing the presence of the new comer. Hibari woke up as well, glaring at Akashi as he sat up. Akashi felt slightly disappointed when the scowl returned, but the image of the boy sleeping still in his phone. He slipped it quietly back into his pocket, hoping the boy didn't notice.
"What… are you doing here." Hibari demanded – he didn't seem to be very happy about the fact that someone interrupted his sleep. Akashi just shrugged, averting his gaze, trying to hide the smirk that was trying to appear.
"Just… enjoying the soothing feeling of the sunlight. Is there a problem with that, Hibari Kyoya?" Akashi asked almost as if nothing was out of normal. Hibari glared at him, pulling down the urge to attack him right away.
"Get out, Akashi Seijuro." Hibari couldn't exactly call this guy a herbivore – judging by some of the moves he showed yesterday, Hibari could easily notice that he wasn't a normal guy either. The aura he let out wasn't simply a one of a herbivore's… more close to a strong omnivore or a just a carnivore. In that way, Hibari did acknowledge Akashi a little bit, but nothing more than that.
Akashi ignored the demand of Hibari, staring at the sun as it slowly rose up into the morning sky. He could hear the sounds of more students entering through the gates, their chatter audible and quite loud. He finally opened his mouth.
"Your name, Hibari Kyoya. Has an interesting meaning to it." Akashi smirked sadistically at the boy, as Hibari stood up, glaring at the basketball player. "Spectacular skylark. Well, of course Hibari doesn't exactly mean skylark, but that's how it sounds like when you say it aloud…" Hibari scowled, reminding himself of the ridiculous nickname Mukuro gave him. Was it necessary – that everyone needed to make a fuss out of his name?
"I will surely bite you to death, Akashi Seijuro." Hibari said, finally whipping his tonfas out. He couldn't hold back the urge anymore – it was irresistible. Akashi smirked, as he quietly took out his scissors from his pocket.
"Do you actually think you can win, Hibari Kyoya? I am Akashi Seijuro." Akashi paused. "I always win, and therefore I am always right." Hibari smirked, getting more interested in the fight.
"Well, let's see if that prideful sentence of yours will last in the air. I am Hibari Kyoya. I will bite you to death, Akashi Seijuro." Hibari said as he threw a tonfa in the air, aiming it towards Akashi. Akashi smirked, as he dodged it swiftly to the side, and threw his own scissors towards the boy, who just blocked it with his tonfas.
They performed each of their moves at eachother, none of them as affective it should've been on normal people. That just intensified the match, both participants getting into it even more and more. Hibari quickened his pace, and so did Akashi, as he reached for new pairs of scissors. Just when they were both about the clash and fight eachother face-to-face, a new voice entered the scene.
"Hm~ already found someone to go against, Hibari Kyoya? I am hurt… Kufufu…"
Hibari immediately threw a tonfa without thinking towards where the voice was heard. He didn't even need to think about whom it was and what he needed to do – because he already knew who the voice belonged to. Akashi frowned, as he saw a puff of indigo colored flames appear, revealing a tall male with a rather odd hairstyle. Was that a pineapple he was trying to imitate?
"Pineapple. Out. Of. My. Sight." Hibari growled, and Akashi could easily tell the two were on bad terms. And being the observant one he was, he could also sense rivalry – well, it was rather obvious that those two fought a lot.
"You can't take away my rights of movement or transportation, Hibari Kyoya. No, should I say… skylark?" Mukuro smiled slyly, and Akashi finally understood why Hibari was scowling so much when he called him a Spectacular 'skylark'. Of course, someone was calling him one already.
"Mind your own business, pineapple. This place isn't a place where you can just come and leave as you please. Go back to where you belong, before I bite you to death." Hibari glared, raising his tonfas, but Mukuro didn't even seem to consider the idea of going back. Instead, he glanced at Akashi with a raised eyebrow, and then suddenly, disappeared. Hibari growled and turned, knowing exactly where the illusionist was.
"Kufufu… Mr. Scissors… your name is?" Mukuro asked, now behind Akashi's back. Akashi glared, taking a step back. He couldn't feel his presence… and besides, how could he even move through the air without getting noticed? Surely he couldn't make his body transparent – that was absurd. But first thing's first, Akashi thought, I need to do something about that ridiculous nickname of Mr. Scissors.
"Akashi Seijuro. It might be a pleasure if you introduce yourself before vanishing into dust and flames again." Akashi replied coldly, as Mukuro smirked. This is almost like a second Hibari Kyoya… Mukuro thought, then reconsidered that. Just with more polite words and manners.
"Rokudo Mukuro, at your service. Now, shall we start?" Mukuro chuckled, as he waved his trident in the air, and made an illusion of a burning column of fire wrapped in lotus flowers and vines. Akashi's eyes widened, getting even more confused. But he remained expressionless anyways, because he knew that showing his feelings was only an action that satisfied the enemy. He took another few steps back, debating with himself whether he should attack of defend.
"Pineapple, don't get ahead of yourself. There are moves that you are allowed to use in front of normal citizens…. And whatnot." Hibari warned, as Mukuro shrugged. Personally, Hibari also wanted to start taking out his box weapons and fight seriously, but this Akashi guy… wasn't exactly in the mafia, and therefore neither Mukuro or Hibari were permitted to use violent attacks on him or in front of him. It was a rule that Tsuna set up for specifically the two guardians, knowing that unless he put up a rule like this, they wouldn't listen. At all. And it wasn't like those two were the types to follow orders, but… well, it was a fair deal since Tsuna paid the price.
Soon after, he dismissed his illusions, and disappeared into mid air once again. Then he appeared in front of Akashi, and chuckled. Akashi growled, throwing his scissors at Mukuro. Unfortunately, Mukuro disappeared again, and appeared behind his back. Akashi swiftly turned, and managed to kick Mukuro's arm, as he did fairly master all the martial arts he knew of. Mukuro looked startled for a moment, then started getting a little more serious on Akashi.
"Strong for a normal being, I see." Mukuro mumbled under his breath, as he waved his trident sideways, as Akashi dodged by moving backward, then side stepping as he threw 3 pairs of scissors in Mukuro's direction. He had a lot of questions to ask both the new student and the pineapple, but he decided to put them aside for now and engage himself in the fight. It's been a while since he actually met a strong opponent that was hard to beat.
Suddenly, Mukuro disappeared again. Now, Akashi sort of had an idea of how this guy liked to move around, so he turned to kick Mukuro again. Mukuro chuckled.
"Already seeing through my illusions. Indeed, you are a genius and prodigy like others say, Akashi Seijuro. No wonder our skylark over here grew interest." Hibari growled, while just standing by the sides. He didn't really want to interfere, because it was interesting. He wanted to see if that Akashi guy was really strong enough to beat Mukuro in hand to hand combat.
"But…" Mukuro smirked, as he disappeared again, this time making sure he took a different course. Akashi's eyes widened, as he was pushed forward abruptly. He coughed, as he stumbled, trying to catch his balance. Then he bumped into something soft. It was Hibari.
In Hibari's case, he was totally off-guard, basically because he was sort of playing with Hibird who was now back on his finger. He never noticed Akashi was stumbling towards him, until it was a little too late to dodge. Hibari cursed under his breath as Akashi grasped his arm and he fell backward.
Akashi's eyes widened as they fell, Hibari on the bottom and him on the top. He cursed in his mind, hearing Hibari curse quietly as well. Mukuro looked startled himself – he had no idea that they would actually crash into eachother and-
Hibari's eyes widened as he felt something warm touch his lips. Akashi's eyes widened as he was aware of what he was doing. His left hand was grasping Hibari's arm, his right hand was just sprawled on the floor, though slightly supporting him so that he didn't really land on Hibari. But…
Their lips were touching. Easily said – they were kissing. Mukuro stood there awkwardly, regretting the fact that he didn't have a phone or a camera on him at the moment. But he stared, not knowing what to do for a while.
Akashi finally gained his sanity back as he rolled off as quickly as he could, sitting up again. Hibari just laid down where he was for a few seconds, his eyes wide and his back slightly aching because of the sudden hit. He grunted where his head was buzzing in the inside with pain. But when he finally noticed what Akashi had just- no, it was more like Mukuro – pushed Akashi towards him and made them freaking bump into eachother and-
Kiss.
Hibari flushed as he sat up as quickly as he could, his arm over his mouth. He glared at Mukuro with hate, as he stood up and ran to attack the illusionist. Mukuro laughed, enjoying the flushed face of one Hibari Kyoya.
"My, my, Hibari Kyoya, our Vongola's skylark… was that your first kiss?" Mukuro asked, as Hibari just continued to whip his tonfas with much energy in the air. Mukuro, however, just chuckled as he blocked the flying attacks with his trident.
Akashi was still quite dazed, but his eyes were wide.
"Um…" Akashi's eyes widened as he saw Reo standing at the entrance. "So like, that kiss… uh, rough, Sei-chan."
"Reo, since when-" Akashi was about send a scowl, but Reo stood there uncomfortably, now watching Hibari and Mukuro's battle intensify. "I was here since um, I saw you two… kiss. I opened the door, because the teacher said I needed to check on something, and uh… so what's your relationship with the guy over there?"
"Reo, it isn't-"
"Don't tell me, Sei-chan, he is your new boyfriend?" Reo asked, as Akashi glared heavily. Mukuro smirked with smug expression plastered all over his face.
"Well… it seems like it's time for me to leave, skylark…" Mukuro chuckled, as he disappeared into a puff of indigo flames. Akashi stood up, as Reo's eyes widened at the sight. He had no idea was going on, so he gave Akashi a questioning look, but Akashi just shook his head in response.
"He isn't my boyfriend. It was merely… an accident." Akashi replied, as Reo stared at him suspiciously. Akashi sighed, knowing that his excuse was pathetic and illogical. Surely, a part of his mind had shut down after the kiss. He wanted to curse the so called prideful Rokudo Mukuro.
"So… even though he's not your boyfriend, you guys kissed. Sei-chan, you know if you're not in a relationship, kissing can often lead to misunderstanding, like-"
"Like now, Reo. It was an accident. Do you comprehend my words, Reo? It was an accident." Akashi glared, as Reo frowned he opened his mouth to reply.
"An accidental kiss is still a kiss, Sei-chan. Let's not make this even more hard to understand. And is that-" Reo glanced at Hibari, who looked like he seriously wanted to jump off the building and commit suicide. Something made Reo think that he would survive, but he didn't mention it. "The new student? That's just giving more of the reason to make rumors spread, Sei-chan-"
"Rumors certainly would not spread, Reo," Akashi paused, as he took out his scissors. "If you do not speak of this particular occasion that you saw. This is an order, Mibuchi Reo. Do not put this event on the tips of your mouth." Reo frowned, as his mouth twisted into a complaint. Then he decided to shut up. Akashi nodded, as he walked past Reo.
Reo glanced at Hibari, who was obviously not thinking of moving until they left. He also walked away, following Akashi down the stairs.
AFTERSCHOOL…
"Ah! Aominecchi, that was supposed to be mine-"
"Who says so? The person who takes it first is the owner, duh."
"Ah~ Murasakibaracchi, can you give me another one?"
"Mm~ no. Ki-chin took too much…"
"But Aominecchi was the one who stole all of them!"
"Kise, shut up."
"Ah, not Midorimacchi too!"
"Kise-kun, it would be nice if you did lower your volume. You are already attracting enough attention by your existence yourself, so it would be nice if you didn't attract people or fan girls any further."
"Kurokocchi, that's so mean!"
"Oi, Satsuki, what time is it?"
"It's only 4, Dai-chan."
Akashi sighed. They were sitting around a rectangular table in Maji burgers, eating a dinner-ish meal. It was one of the few days the former members of Teiko, the Generation of Miracles decided to meet – basically because they were all free that day, and those days were rare. Momoi suggested that they should meet, and so she scheduled it all up immediately when they agreed.
"Ah, by the way Akashicchi, I heard from Reocchi that you kissed a new student?" Kise thought for a while and added, putting a frenchfry into his mouth. "Reocchi did say it was an accidental kiss, but he also said it was still a kiss anyways so it counted. Ne, Akashicchi, so is this student… your new boyfriend?"
Akashi barely caught himself in time to cough and spit the contents in his mouth onto the table. The Generation of Miracles' eyes all widened, some frozen. Aomine spluttered, as Momoi squealed. Kuroko's normally expressionless face was now showing pure shock, and same went for the others. Midorima fake-coughed, expressing his surprise in another way, as Murasakibara stopped chewing on his 7th burger. Kise looked quite oblivious, though his eyes were unbelieving.
Reo… let's see what happens to you tomorrow… Akashi inwardly kicked the table in frustration.
"I don't actually uh, begrudge the poor victim. I mean, Akashi as your boyfriend would be tough. But I thought your parents were against homosexuality, Akashi, do they know that-"
"Daiki." Akashi growled, as Aomine shut up.
"Eh, so Aka-chin has a new crush?" Murasakibara asked, as Akashi sighed heavily, getting tired.
"No, Atsushi, I am not in such a relationship or having useless feelings for a new student in our school. We just… it was an accident." Akashi's inner self asked him about the 'useless feelings' part. Maybe it was a lie. Akashi did not know.
"But you kissed, right?" Momoi asked, a pink tint spread across her cheeks. "That's so cute!"
Akashi groaned mentally, wondering where it all went wrong. Everything was actually fine until that Rokudo Mukuro interrupted their fight.
"We… kissed, yes, if that's how you would like to put it. But it was an accident, and that fact wouldn't change." Akashi sighed, as his inner self brought back the feelings. His lips were soft… Akashi caught himself thinking, and mentally slapped himself. This was unlike him. Akashi Seijuro, getting so turned up and helpless because one simple kiss-
Your first kiss, his thoughts echoed. He groaned quietly.
"Well, Akashi," Midorima mumbled, "It did say in the show today that the Sagittarius would have an unexpected meeting and event happening, so they might want to stay away from people who they don't know very well… but I never paid much attention to it, because I was pretty sure nothing would happen. Well, it just proves that the show is reliable and accurate." Midorima said as he reached for his bottle of coke. Akashi personally took note that he should take interest in that so called horoscope shows, though he was going to avoid the lucky items. Those things were tedious.
"Akashi-kun, I won't say anything about your personal life, because I am not supposed to interfere, but isn't a relationship with a new student too early? And just like Aomine-kun has mentioned, your parents were against you having such affection on males, right? And that new student…" Kuroko trailed off, deciding that it was safe not to continue. Akashi looked tired enough for the time being.
"It was an accident, as I was trying to improvise, Tetsuya. The new student… he is just out of the lines of ordinary too. I simply thought he was interesting. It wasn't my intention for leading the situation like this." Akashi managed to regain his composure.
"I think one stubborn, out-of-normal human being is enough for one school-" Aomine stopped mid-sentence as a scissor flew past him, getting stuck on the red cushion behind him in which he was leaning on.
"Mind repeating what you have just said, Daiki?" Akashi asked, putting his hand down. Aomine shook his head rapidly. Kise, who just happened to be sitting next to Aomine, let out a small shriek, almost letting his burger fall on the ground.
"So, what's the unlucky guy's name, Aka-chin?" Murasakibara asked, expressionless but curious to know. Akashi wondered what was it with being unlucky, but he opened his mouth to reply anyways.
"Hibari Kyoya."
"Spectacular skylark? You can't be serious." Aomine frowned, but Akashi ignored him. He quite liked the name – it fit the boy quite nicely, whether others were fond of it or not.
"Oh, I think I heard of him." Kise mumbled, food in his mouth. Midorima wrinkled his nose in disgust, but didn't comment for once because he was curious himself. "His… um, family is quite famous among some people who do business. It sounds like from generations ago, his family was filled with famous people. His great great something something grandfather made this big organization called, uh, forgot its name, and his great grandfather was a corporal in the army or something. And his mother is a famous model, though she isn't using her real name. His dad is really rich, as he owns the 'SKY Ent.'"
Momoi's eyes widened in surprise, and so did a few others.
"That 'SKY Ent.'? That great company that is known as one of the 3 biggest and rich companies in Japan?" Momoi exclaimed, as Aomine winced at the volume. Akashi raised his eyebrow. He wasn't exactly aware of that. He usually knew what was happening in the business world, and of course he knew of the 'SKY Ent.', but the thought never occurred to him.
"Yeah. It seems like Hibari Takuya, the owner, doesn't seem to care what his son does. Well, so they just left him alone for his whole life, I heard, but I never expected him to actually transfer schools." Kise said as he nibbled on his straw.
"Great. Both rich. Both weird. Both powerful like fuck. Awesome combination." Aomine quietly grumbled, earning another deathly glare from Akashi.
"Well, Akashi, your father might approve your relationship, seeing the background of that new student. Do you happen to know the zodiac of him? I might just be able to find how well your relationship will work." Midorima suggested, a very small smirk on his face.
"Thank you for being considerate, Shintaro, but I refuse your request." Akashi replied, raising his right eyebrow uncomfortably.
"But Akashi-kun, if the kiss was accidental… what was the cause?" Kuroko questioned, as the scattered attention immediately joined together and focused on Akashi again. Akashi sighed, not really knowing what to say. He didn't want to mention Mukuro's existence. Things will get too confusing if he did – when Akashi himself had no idea what the true identity of Mukuro was. So instead, he came up with a really debatable excuse, that didn't even make sense to him – but in a way, the truth.
"I tripped."
The Generation of Miracles frowned. The Akashi Seijuro. The perfect Akashi Seijuro. Tripping?
Something wasn't right there.
AT AKASHI'S APARTMENT…
Akashi sighed as he threw his bag on the couch and he laid himself on the single bed of his room. Well, the good thing about living alone and having your own apartment was that… no parents were here to bother you about how was your day and everything. Of course, since his mother passed away, Akashi didn't have a parent to ask him such questions. But even so, it was soothing.
Akashi pulled out his phone from his uniform pants, before he could throw them in the laundry. He changed into a simple striped T-shit and loose training pants, and slumped down on his couch again. He unlocked the screen, sliding a finger across the surface. He immediately went to his galleries and touched the photo that was taken most recently.
Hibari's face appeared, still looking calm, like nothing ever bothered him. And he still looked cute in the photo, no matter how much Akashi tried to deny it. He smirked, making it into his home screen. The photo would actually manage to lighten his mood on some frustrating and stressful days. A smile spread across the captain's face, as he put his phone down. He remembered the kiss.
His lips were soft… not to mention he smells like green tea. Akashi thought, as he tried to bring back all the memories he could from the certain event. Hibari Kyoya… truly becoming his center of interest. It made him want to look into him further, find out more about him and his background, also his true identity.
He was Akashi Seijuro… so of course those things weren't that difficult to accomplish. Some pushed and stressed efforts, and he would find out the necessary information. He picked up his phone again and unlocked the screen, as he stared into the photo. Now, the only challenge was…
"That you will win, you say?" Akashi smirked. "My words are absolute. I will make you mine, Hibari Kyoya… lets see who will follow who's words in the very end of this tug of war."
He turned off his phone and allowed himself to stand up and go sleep.
End of chapter.
Hey guys, sorry for the late chapter. Yes, this was supposed to be updated like yesterday, but things didn't turn out pretty, because my laptop went hazard and turned off before I could save my document. I had to type up the whole thing all over again, and so I am back with a lot more content that should've been in this chapter…
So yes, Akashi was OOC, Hibari was OOC. But hey, how am I supposed to make this story NOT OOC? I tried to keep them in character – really, I tried. Didn't work out very well, because my fan girl instincts kept on kicking in, but I managed.
To answer a few questions, yes, I finally managed to decide who will be the seme and who will be the so called uke. As you guys may have all guessed through this chapter, yes, the seme is Akashi, the one and only captain, and the uke is Hibari Kyoya, the Iron Fist.
The reason is because there are rare occasions where Akashi is the uke, and it didn't seem right for me too, when I did some research. Apparently, Akashi is TALLER than Hibari, and Hibari is indeed LIGHTER than Akashi. So it seemed right to make Hibari the uke… and besides, there are hundreds of stories where Hibari is uke out there in this website. 6918 fans here, anyone?
But ok, stopping with my blabbering, thanks for the support. Lets move onto the preview…
PREVIEW: POSSESSIVE CHAPTER 3!
"Akashi Seijuro, out of my sight."
"Your birthday is soon, it seems. May 5th? Childrens Day… how cute."
"Akashi-kun, are you sure he isn't your boyfriend? You seem to be fond of him."
"Akashi Seijuro, get away from me. I can't think straight when you're around."
"Ne, Aka-chin… you want to kiss him don't you?"
"Be mine, Hibari Kyoya, unless…"
"Fine, herbivore, but remember that I will bite you to death later on if I land my hands on that photo of yours."
While Hibari's birthday is approaching, Akashi recognizes his feelings for the skylark… he manages to pulls his temptations down, but what's with the blackmailing… and making Hibari into his personal slave? Stay tuned for POSSESSIVE: Chapter 3!