My Elusive Blue
Chapter 4
Summary: "When Kuroko's respected captain shows more than an appropriate amount of interest in him, how does the blue haired boy react? And how does one grasp a type of love that balances on the edge of obsession?
Rating: I have changed the rating to M, to be on the safe side as some sexual themes are present in this chapter. Rather safe than sorry! Also, I'll be safe if I write full-blown sex scenes later!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these wonderful characters.
Notice: English is my second language, so please bear with any minor mistakes!
Author's Notes: I'm really in the mood for some Akakuro 1 on 1 roleplay, so if you're a fan of the pairing and you like roleplaying, then send me a private message – I can play either role, depending on which you prefer :) We can discuss the details there too, depending on if our 'roleplay-chemistry' is good ^^
To answer the question about the time lapse, I will probably jump to the time of Kuroko's Seirin time, when I feel like the Akakuro-aspect of Teikō, has been fully explored.
Not sure how many chapters it will take ^^
Enjoy!
Akashi was sitting in his own thoughts during class – The pencil in his hand, drumming impatiently against the small table he was seated at.
Normally, the honor roll student known as Akashi Seijuro would diligently be following the lecture in class… However, the otherwise strict and proper captain, allowed his thoughts to drift for once. It was a rare occasion, but the circumstances surrounding it had also been nothing but normal.
He contemplated what the whole deal about Kuroko had been. It was unheard of, for him to develop more than a feeling of comradery towards the blue haired boy.
But what were his feelings anyway?
Akashi could not quite put his finger on it. At first, he had thought it was some sort of obsession… Like any other seemingly impossible thing, he wanted to master in life in order to appease some of his inner demons. Kuroko would have been the perfect example of that. Akashi had told himself that he just wanted to help Kuroko master his basketball, for the team's sake… In order to provide the team with the perfect supporting player.
However, Akashi could not convince his inner demons of that anymore.
"Akashi Seijuro" The teacher called, pulling Akashi out of his thoughts. "I'm sure you will be able to answer this question."
Akashi rose slowly from his chair, not hurrying the least to get to the blackboard where the teacher was waiting with a small piece of chalk.
He felt the whole classroom grow completely silent, and his slow deliberate steps towards the blackboard was the only thing resonating in the classroom.
Without a word, Akashi started to write down the answer to the math problem on the blackboard. His mind was elsewhere, though the result he wrote down was without a doubt correct.
'You were my first kiss'
The words resonated in his head. They haunted him. He remembered the encounter as vividly as if it had happened minutes ago.
He wanted to be selfish.
He smiled to himself.
The blue haired boy would belong to him… in time.
"Akashi-Kun."
Akashi allowed his two colored eyes to rise from the math book his attention previously had been directed towards. The lecture had just ended, and the last few students were leaving the classroom to go home.
At the other side of the small table Akashi was seated at, stood the blue haired phantom of the Teikō basketball team, Kuroko Tetsuya. Akashi quickly spotted that the blue haired boy was slightly nervous. Akashi could see it by the way he fidgeted with the textbook in his hand and the slight wavering of his gaze.
It looked rather cute to be honest…
"I… I thought that maybe you would…" Kuroko started, searching his captain's eyes for any sign of rejection. However, when he did not see any, he continued; "That maybe you would be able to help me… with homework."
Akashi smiled lightly. "Tetsuya, I hope you are not asking for my help, because you haven't been keeping up with the lectures" Akashi looked at the textbook in Tetsuya's hands with interest. "English, I see..."
Kuroko pouted lightly at Akashi's accusation. "English isn't really my strongest subject…" Kuroko muttered, still slightly put off by Akashi blaming him for not following the lectures.
"If it is too much of a bother to you, I will just ask Midorima-kun to help me." Kuroko turned, wanting to leave the difficult-to-deal-with captain, but was forced to stay in place, when he felt a cool hand at his wrist.
Kuroko turned towards Akashi once more, looking at his restrained wrist. Akashi's hands felt soft yet firm, and had the characteristic strong fingers of a seasoned basketball player. Kuroko knew that if Akashi wanted to, he could have tightened the grip, and forced him to stay. However, Kuroko quickly felt the grip lessen, and he met his captain's two colored eyes curiously.
"I never said it was a bother" Akashi corrected Kuroko, a small smile adorning his pale lips. "Sit with me."
Kuroko felt his heart skip an extra beat, with the sight of the captain's smile and the invitation to join him.
Kuroko slowly fetched the nearest empty chair, placing himself next to Akashi, so both of them would be able to see the English textbook.
Considering the size of the table, the two young boys had to sit dangerously close – So close, that Kuroko felt himself tense, and the slightest movement made his shoulders brush against the red haired captain.
However, Akashi did not seem to mind.
"Look." Akashi started, his eyes darting to Kuroko's English textbook, and the chapter they had been told would pop up on their next test. "It really isn't that difficult, if you just know the basics."
Kuroko listened intensely, as Akashi started to explain the different basic sentence patterns, word classes as well as how to do an analysis of an English sentence.
Kuroko felt amazed at how much easier it all seemed, now that Akashi was the one explaining it. Perhaps it had something to do with the red haired boy simply being highly intelligent… or perhaps it was a special talent Akashi had, as the natural leader he was.
Witout a doubt, He really was someone, who were able to help others better themselves.
As the red haired boy continued to explain, Kuroko could not help but sneak a peek at Akashi's face. Kuroko looked intensely at his fluttering eyelashes, his beautiful two colored eyes, as well as the soft curves that formed his mouth. Upon getting a closer look at his mouth and lips, Kuroko could not help but blush lightly…
If he wanted to, he could easily lean in and kiss those lips…
The mere thought made his blush intensify.
"Tetsuya" Kuroko was shaken from his thoughts - met with the familiar beautiful red and yellow colors of his captain. "Are you listening?"
Akashi smiled once more when realizing Kuroko's intense gaze on his face – the smile was wide and genuine and seemed to carry an abundance of hidden thoughts, that Kuroko had no way of obtaining. "Have you been distracted by something on my face, Tetsuya?"
Kuroko tried to come up with a plausible explanation for why he would stare at the captain so much, but was caught short when he felt a familiar cool hand caressing his cheek.
Kuroko's eyes widened and he held his breath in tension.
"I'm glad that you came to me first." Akashi muttered under his breath, his gaze intensifying by the second. He sounded genuinely pleased.
Kuroko gazed back at him – drowning in the two strong colors that the captain's eyes consisted of. "You would never have done that previously."
Kuroko felt how Akashi's hand moved slowly from the soft spot at his cheek, to a stray lock of sky blue hair. He ruffled it slightly in between his fingers, as if the texture had him perplexed.
"Akashi-kun…" Kuroko muttered. He wondered what he should say in this kind of situation… In fact, should he even say anything?
One question did press itself onto Kuroko's mind… And even though he knew it could be a dangerous question to ask, the blue haired boy, despite not looking like it, could be brave when he needed to. Also, with Akashi's busy schedule, the time slots where they were alone, grew fewer and fewer.
It had to be now, if he wanted any type of clarification.
"What am I to you?" Kuroko finally asked, his deep blue eyes looking to Akashi as if he hoped he could find the answers by searching the captain's eyes intensely enough. "What are we?"
A small smirk adorned Akashi's lips. He leaned in even closer – his free arm resting on top of Kuroko's English textbook, ruining their cover of studying, if anyone should walk in on them. "What do you want us to be, Tetsuya?"
Kuroko sat motionless, feeling the captain's finger brush against his bottom lip, and the slight warmth of the red haired boy's breath on his face. They were mere centimeters from touching.
"I can't see why a mere title would change anything. Acquaintance, friend, boyfriend, lover, it simply doesn't matter." Akashi stated – his voice dangerously low. He smiled. "Is it that you have fallen for me, Tetsuya?"
Kuroko remained firm, and met Akashi's gaze directly. He did not waver. He would simply not lose this time!
"Why is it that you always avoid my questions?" Kuroko stated, his eyes calm and collected. "Is it that you are afraid to actually answer the question of what I am to you?"
Akashi's eyes narrowed – his demeanor quickly becoming more serious and less playful. He did not look hostile, but it was clear as day to Kuroko that he had dug into something that the red haired male was not necessarily ready to talk openly about.
"You would not like my answer, Tetsuya"
Kuroko, not satisfied by the captain's attempt at an answer, took the initiative. The blue haired boy slowly placed his hand on top of Akashi's arm that was still resting on the table they were sitting at – he hoped to convey how much a genuine answer would mean to him. He felt the red haired boy shift slightly by the touch.
"I would rather you answer me, than leave me unknowingly in the dark." Kuroko said softly, his eyes looking to the slightly taller male insistently. "No matter what the answer may be."
Akashi looked at Kuroko, as if he was contemplating whether he should head his wish or not. After a few seconds of utter and complete silence, making Kuroko feel immensely uncomfortable, the red haired captain finally spoke.
"Tetsuya."
Kuroko was taken by surprise, as the slightly taller male suddenly moved with a speed Kuroko had only seen on the basketball court. The red haired captain grabbed both of Kuroko's arms, and forced him onto the small table they had previously been seated at. The whole motion took less than a few seconds, and left Kuroko completely baffled.
Kuroko whined slightly as his back collided with the harsh surface of the table, and the sound of his English textbook landing on the floor, resounded in the empty classroom. At first, Kuroko tried to get up from the vulnerable position, but quickly realized that Akashi had put all of his weight into keeping him in place.
Akashi was looming over him – his intense yellow and red eyes observing the blue haired phantom with eyes that Kuroko could only describe as belonging to some sort of predator. Kuroko felt his blood freeze.
"Even if you may not know it, you will soon belong to me, Tetsuya" Akashi spoke, his hands moving Kuroko's arms further above his head – earning another strained sound from the blue haired phantom, and revealing a good portion of the soft white skin at Kuroko's stomach.
Akashi gathered both of Kuroko's wrists in between one hand, so he could use the other to explore the newly revealed area at Kuroko's stomach. He allowed a long finger to glide slowly, from Kuroko's navel and down to the edge of the smaller boy's pants – Kuroko's skin was white like the purest marble, and the mere sight left Akashi's eyes growing even more intense and possessive.
Kuroko shivered lightly by Akashi's touch. However, what made him feel the most cornered was not so much the restrained position he had been put into, or the painstakingly slow movements of the red haired boy's fingers… It was his captain's gaze. He had never seen the captain look so intense. If he did not know Akashi like he did, he would think the captain was fixated on something to the point of madness... that couldn't be the case... could it?
"I am pleased that you do not fight me anymore." Akashi whispered lowly – seemingly thinking aloud. "Your body is reacting to me, Tetsuya."
Kuroko blushed lightly by the comment, but his mind was quickly engulfed in the feeling of Akashi's hand exploring his body once more. The red haired boy's cool hand brushed against the edge of Kuroko's pants, pausing there for a brief moment, only to move up his body again. His hand snaked itself under the blue haired boy's white shirt, until masterfully skilled fingers found one of his pink nubs.
"Am I also the first one to touch you here?" Akashi whispered close to Kuroko's ear, his fingers masterfully rubbing and tugging at the smaller boy's sensitive nub.
Kuroko arched in pleasure, the sensation sending shivers through his whole body. It felt like an intense electrical surge in his body with every touch, and a warm insisting sensation gathered itself in the pit of his stomach.
Akashi, seemingly pleased by the blue haired boy's reaction to his touch, slowly released Kuroko's restrained wrists as a reward.
Kuroko, completely losing himself to Akashi's masterful treatment, found himself clinging to his captain's back instead of trying to get away now that he had the chance. The new positon made the two get even closer, and Kuroko could not help but feel even more flustered, when he felt the captain press against his lower body, now that he was sitting on the edge of the table.
"If you want me, Tetsuya, you can have me." Akashi spoke against Kuroko's ear, his free hand cupping the blue haired boy's face, while the other still masterfully handled the younger boy's sensitive area at his chest. "But I come with a prize."
Kuroko barely comprehended what Akashi was telling him, as his head was swimming with all sorts of conflicting emotions. His body felt good... However, his mind was one big mess.
"Prize?" Kuroko muttered, shivering when Akashi bit down on his earlobe with no warning.
"Nothing is free in this world," Akashi whispered against the phantom's ear. The slight edge of amusement had found its way to his voice once more. "If you want all of me…" Akashi gazed intensely at the deep blue seas that were Kuroko's eyes. "…Then you will have to give me all of you."
Kuroko looked at Akashi, questioning.
However, the red haired captain just smiled, as he pressed his upper body closely towards the blue haired boy's chest. Kuroko could feel the captain's natural warmth, even though his school uniform was in the way of any direct skin-to-skin contact… Kuroko's heart beat faster at the intimate position.
"Such an arrangement is only fair." Akashi continued, his voice hushed against Kuroko's lips. "What is your answer?"
Kuroko was about to ask what such an arrangement would mean more specifically, however he was silenced with the warm inviting feeling of Akashi's lips pressing insistently against his own. He welcomed the warm feeling... for a while.
Because what had caught the attention of Kuroko's drifting eyes, left him with a cold feeling. A terrifyingly familiar figure fell into Kuroko's line of sight.
How long had he been watching them?
The figure stood awfully still at the entrance to the classroom – a sports bag clutched in his hand, and a mortified expression on his otherwise harsh features.
"Ao-" Kuroko muttered against Akashi's lips. However, the red haired boy did not stop the kiss with that, and for some reason, it felt like the captain's kiss only grew hungrier now that he had an uninvited guest watching them.
Kuroko could feel Akashi's tongue snaking its way into his mouth, as the blue haired phantom watched Aomine's eyes meet his own. He saw all sorts of emotions in those eyes. Confusion… Embarasement … But also emotions Kuroko did not expect to see.
Hurt mixed with anger.
