Story Warnings: Kagami x Kuroko; Akashi x Furihata; Aomine x Kise; Midorima x Takao; Murasakibara x Himuro; GoM x Kuroko (past); possessive! Kagami, Aomine, and Akashi; Ultimate Uke Kuroko and Ultimate Uke Furihata; Seductive/Power Uke Kise; Language; Explicit content; Underage Drinking
Disclaimer: I do not own the Kuroko no Basuke series and I gain no profit for this work of fiction.
To the GUEST Reviewer (Chap 1, 3/25/16): You're so awesome, thank you so much for sharing that comment. I'm so thankful for you, you have no idea! But, do not worry! This story is supposed to be fun for me, not something I'm doing for reviews! I'm going to experiment and have fun writing this story because I'm passionate about all of these pairings and I like writing these characters. This is a hobby and it's enjoyable for me. I'm a new writer, and I have no idea about how skilled I am as a writer, BUT I HAVE TO WRITE IN ORDER TO GET BETTER. So, in summary: I will not abandon this story. I appreciate your support. Please continue to enjoy and read the rest!
Interlude: Time to Go
Tokyo International Airport was gigantic. Everything big and tall in comparison made Furihata seem even smaller. He knew he was lacking in size for an athlete, and recalled more than a few times when he felt tiny and out of his league.
Including right now, in this airport. And those times at basketball games when his team faced boys that were over 6 feet tall.
Soon, the inevitable would happen. He was bound to get lost in this place. So much for his first trip out of Tokyo.
Thank the heavens he saw a familiar head of red, and then another, shorter head of blue nearby. Neither recognized him immediately, even when he waved and called. Eventually, Furi ran to greet them, rolling his suitcase along, and was happy when Kuroko spotted him first.
"Good Morning, Furihata-kun"
"Morning, Kuroko! Good morning, Kagami."
"Morning, Furi."
With Furi joining them, they were now a threesome, standing around in a circle. Furihata smiling and very excited, a trace of red appearing on his cheery expression. Kuroko was smiling too, first at Furi, then Kagami-kun. And when two pair of eyes, wide and curious, suddenly looked his way, Kagami flinched. Feeling pressured to say something.
"Uh… let's uh… get going."
"What about Fukuda and Kawahara?"
"Oh yeah…" Taiga remembered, scratching his head. Did he seriously just forget about them? Now he was sure he'd left his brain back at the apartment this morning.
"Have they contacted you?" Kuroko asked.
"Hai. They said they were on their way. But I don't know how soon…"Furi calmly answered Kuroko.
"You didn't ask?" Kagami asked loudly in disbelief.
Furi jumped.
"Sorry! Should I- should I just-"
"No, forget about it. I'll see where they are." Taiga flipped open his phone, planning to call them instead. He was steaming a little, thinking they were in danger of missing their flight if Kawahara and Fukuda didn't get here soon. Taiga wasn't irritated with Furi. Nor wanting to be a jerk. He'd always been short tempered. And was doing a poor job of keeping his feelings in check.
"He looks mad, Kuroko." Furi covered one side of his mouth and whispered to the bluenette directly at his side, hoping Kagami wouldn't overhear.
Tetsuya noted his boyfriend's stiff shoulders and angered expression. He knew what was really up. But decided not to say.
"That's how Kagami-kun normally looks."
Then, they heard the unmistakable sound of a growl vibrating low in Kagami's throat.
"And he always does that right before he curses."
"Shit. Why aren't they answering?" Kagami wondered out loud. He dialed Fukuda again. Jamming his finger on the arrow and call buttons.
While Kuroko maintained calm, Furihata's little heart beat increased. He was shocked (and slightly terrified) when red flames blazed around Kagami's body, symbolizing his fury. The ace cursed again, when the machine picked up his call instead of Fukuda. And the same thing happened when Kawahara didn't answer.
Pissed could not describe him. He was seething. And it had nothing to do with Kawahara or Fukuda, or Furi, or anyone for that matter…
Okay, not true. His anger was directed at nobody in particular – out of those three – but Kuroko had something to do with it.
The morning started off well. Actually… in the best way. They got up on time. Kagami opened his eyes to find Kuroko already up. That didn't happen often. Plus it was 3:30 am.
Why was Kuroko awake?
Before Taiga could ask if he had a bad dream, the phantom sixth slid on top of him.
Pale, crystal blues silently met Taiga's and they gazed for a little while before speaking.
"Saturday is finally here, Kagami-kun." Kuroko's cheeks were colored a soft shade of red. And his lips formed a tiny smile. His hair a mess. But Kagami loved this look. Kuroko was happy. And Kagami had gotten used to seeing him that way.
He almost forgot -almost- about the times when Kuroko looked afraid. Or sad. Or withdrawn.
"Yeah...it is. Excited?"
Kagami couldn't wait to get the hell out of Tokyo. If that was what it took to get Kuroko's mind off all his troubles… or at least finally feel comfortable enough to open up about them.
"I've been excited since you asked me to go with you."
"Really?"
"Hai. Thank you, Kagami-kun."
Kagami didn't know what the hell he'd done to deserve what came next.
His lips fell open and his senses were instantly alert as Kuroko went down on him. It was so fucking early, the sun hadn't even come up yet. But Kagami did. Kuroko sucked base to tip, the entire length, then released with a pop. His puckered lips blew on the tip, breath cool to Kagami's hot, throbbing erection. He licked every tiny drop of pre-cum that escaped his best friend's erect manhood, treating the base with rhythm less pumps of the fist. The buildup was slow. His dick felt both near and far from cumming, as if being slightly pulled away from the brink each time. It was ecstasy.
He finished all over Kuroko's face, but hadn't meant to. It was impossible to warn Kuroko. Taiga's own orgasm had taken him by surprise as well.
Though even more surprising was how Kuroko smiled up at him, fresh faced and appearing genuinely happy. Kagami-kun came on him before, but this was the first time that Kuroko had gotten a facial.
It was so hot. But despite this delightful awakening, he was later upset. He didn't know why at first. It only made sense that he couldn't think straight until after Kuroko stopped what he'd been doing. But when Kuroko did, Taiga felt wounded. Bricks filled an imaginary hole in his chest – there was pain – and butterflies gathered in his gut – he felt embarrassed.
But more than anything, he felt guilty. Why? He didn't fucking understand his own feelings. And worse, he didn't understand Kuroko's.
He knew something was up with his best friend. He knew that by now. He noticed Kuroko's very sudden words and actions that were either random or made little sense given the context. And Taiga was sick of noticing, asking Kuroko about it – hoping to understand – but being "blowed off" instead. Not blowjobs… though those worked well to distract him. He was talking about how Kuroko always pretended that everything was okay. It obviously wasn't.
But he wouldn't force Kuroko to talk. He'd never assert that kind of dominance over his best friend. Besides, Kuroko seemed very uncomfortable and upset when asked to share his troubled thoughts. Kagami absolutely refused to be the source of Kuroko's anxiety, or fear for that matter. So that's why he went this long pretending not to notice, or be bothered by Kuroko's weird behavior.
But even he worried.
Kawahara and Fukuda were running up as Taiga stood staring off into space, Kuroko and Furihata having an animated talk (though Kuroko secretly watched his Light be quiet and withdrawn; just like Kuroko had been the other day). Furi pulled his brochure out, excitedly showing things to Kuroko that he'd stayed up late last night learning about. Authentic cuisine, beaches, kangaroos, famous tourist attractions, more wild life, everything that they could do in the city during the day and at night, the nightclubs, the resort spa, hot tubs, more about the wild life… there was no end to what Furi had to show to Kuroko. Not even needing the brochure to explain.
Then, soon after Kawahara and Fukuda joined them, an announcement came on that notified them of their plane's arrival. Furihata was excited enough for everyone else, Kuroko stood close by him and was able to feel all his energy, while Fukuda and Kawahara exchanged a look that showed their relief to have gotten this far. Now they were counting down hours, not days.
Kagami was hard to read. Still, he was ready as much as the others. Everyone in the group turned to him, on the spot electing him to be the leader of their group on the way to board and take off. Again, the pressure was on.
"Alright, this way…" The tallest player guided, pointing and going the direction he knew. Kagami had the most traveling experience after all.
"Kagami-kun."
He stopped at Kuroko's call, and turned to give his full attention. Instead of making eye contact with him, Kuroko focused on their connected hands. The minute that Kagami moved to lead his teammates in the right direction, the ace had automatically took Kuroko's smaller hand in his own. Without even looking, he could sense where Kuroko's hand was located and reached for it.
"What, Kuroko?" Kagami answered, frustration laced in.
"Not here… can you let go?"
Kuroko tried to pull away from Kagami's strong grip again. But, Taiga didn't loosen his hold. He had enough of letting go.
"Kagami? Kuroko?"
Kawahara and Fukuda were walking ahead, so engaged in their conversation that they didn't notice the lack of their friends following. But Furi stayed behind, noticing that Kuroko and Kagami were lagging behind the group.
"No one cares that we're holding hands,Kuroko. Do you see how big this place is? I bet no one will even notice." Kagami sensed Furi, but unconsciously ignored his presence. Whereas Kuroko saw the brunette, who spoke quietly to get their attention before stepping back a little when he felt like he was interrupting, and pretended he hadn't said anything in the first place. His teammates seemed to be having a serious talk.
"I know, Kagami-kun. But let's wait until we get on the plane." The fact that this was a big airport meant something different to him. That anyone could be here, anyone could witness how close they were. Kuroko really didn't think it was a good idea. If only Kagami could be patient for a little while. The Seirin first years had their own private compartment on the plane, and once there, he and Kagami could sit next to each other and hold hands. Kuroko didn't think that their teammates would mind.
Kuroko wasn't ashamed. But thought they shouldn't risk angering someone. He liked to hold Kagami's hand and walk directly beside him. But PDA was not always received well. Maybe the fact that they were two guys didn't matter a whole lot.
But Kuroko wanted to avoid being anyone's target, and avoid any conflict at all. With Kagami as well, but he rather have a little, non-violent altercation right here and now with his boyfriend. Instead of with a stranger, who he knew nothing about. Kuroko knew Kagami would never hurt him. He couldn't say that about someone he didn't know as well.
"It'll take us less than five minutes to get there and board. Why can't we hold hands for less than five fucking minutes?" Apparently, Kagami was going to be stubborn about this. For whatever reason. He usually accepted Kuroko's decision to leave their affectionate behavior out of the public eye. But not today. Not only did he really like holding Kuroko's hand, but… he was just tired of Kuroko being invisible to everyone else. Like hiding in plain sight. He disliked the fact that Kuroko was a phantom even off the basketball court. Kuroko was an amazing fucking person. The thought that he may have never even noticed Kuroko if it wasn't for basketball bothered him.
Their relationship began over basketball. But now it evolved past that. Kuroko was more than a goddamn shadow. They were more than the Light and Shadow duo of Seirin.
"Um… Kuroko. Kagami?" Furihata tried again.
Tetsuya broke eye contact with Taiga, so that he could once again acknowledge Furihata-kun. Kagami stopped glaring only after he lost Kuroko's full attention. His angry gaze now transferred to Furi, though Taiga was not mad at Furi, and had never been. Nor was he mad at Kuroko. He was just mad. Because he could be. And because he really liked holding Kuroko's hand – he was mad that people were so judgmental, with their heads up their asses.
"Are you guys okay?" Furi asked. He heard a bit of the conversation. Plus Kagami didn't look happy. Kuroko didn't look happy. Furi worried over their couple status. He hoped they weren't about to break up.
Furihata was very happy when he heard about Kuroko and Kagami's relationship. But… he thought they looked… hot together. He was way to embarrassed to ever admit 'd never tell anyone.
But Furihata had many questions about what it was like for them. Better to sit down with Kuroko and have the talk, instead of asking Kagami. Kuroko seemed easier to talk to about it. For sure, Furi had a few basic questions. How did it feel to have intercourse with someone of the same sex? What was it like for someone to make you cum? Furi never worked up the nerve to touch himself, so he never had an orgasm; he didn't know what he liked sexually. Except he was pretty sure about his sexuality - bisexual – given that he showed short term interest in girls in the past, and most recently began to look at guys. But only the guys in basketball magazines. He liked to flip through pictures and biographies about talented high school athletes from other schools in Japan. Some of those guys were really attractive. He had crushes on players he never even met before because Seirin never played a match against them. But other than physical attraction, Furi had no idea about sex.
Furihata was an innocent. A virgin.
"We're okay." Kuroko assured. He saw how uncertain his teammate looked, so the bluenette shared a smile of confidence, which wasn't genuine. But it gave Furi some relief.
"Good…" He returned Kuroko's smile, and focused only on Kuroko as Furi was much too nervous to witness Kagami's expression at the moment.
But the redhead realized something, and released Kuroko's hand when he did. Then walked away, towards Fukuda and Kawahara waiting up ahead.
Kuroko swallowed and his heartbeat raced.
"Will you guys really be alright?" Furi still seemed worried. Nearly as anxious as Kuroko seemed at the moment.
But Kuroko always believed everything would remain fine between him and Kagami. As long as he was careful about what he did or said.
He'd come up with a way to make Kagami-kun feel better by the end of today. If not on the plane, then after they got to the resort.
"We're fine, Furihata-kun. Don't worry about us."
-Interlude: Time to Go-
Momoi was running ahead, flustered and with tears in her eyes.
Aomine deliberately strolled, at the way back, completely cool and collected despite the possibility that he and Momoi would miss their flight. He yawned just as she made it inside of the airport, leaving him in the dust.
Satsuki tried to figure out where to go from here, but her phone went off, causing her to yelp. She pulled it out, flipped it open and hurried to answer.
"Hello!"
'Momocchi ~'
"Ki-chan?"
'Yup! Do you see me yet?'
"See you?"
And she couldn't believe it. Not expecting Kise to be waiting inside. He hadn't called to let her know that his flight was leaving at the same time as her and Dai-chan's!
His blonde head was near the gate, the tall model standing out among the crowd of Japanese citizens.
Momo hurried over with a smile, embracing him as soon as she close enough to jump into his arms. She squeezed him, loving how good he smelled. Kise having on some expensive cologne. Then she pulled back, wondering what Kise was doing here and expecting the next thing he would do was tell her.
"Where's Aominecchi?"
Satsuki pouted, turning over her shoulder to check for him. But her features instantly jolted to anger, in disbelief that Dai-chan still hadn't walked through the entrance.
He was so slow!
"He made us late this morning!" She tattled, checking out the blonde miracle as she did. Momoi noted how "pretty" Kise looked today. He was good looking every other day since she'd known him. But today, even Momoi felt out of her league.
It wasn't fair when guys were prettier than girls!
"Relaaaax," Kise laughed softly. He didn't comment on how Momoi was openly staring at him, but when his golden irises spotted the tall, dark, and miracle ace finally set foot inside the place, Kise's face instantly became serious.
Flashbacks to the day he spent with Kurokocchi and Aominecchi were constant in his head. Ryota always had fun with his favorite friend from middle school. Nothing short of a blast when he hung out with Kurokocchi.
The other former teammate was a different story.
"Kise?"
The dark haired miracle used his keen eyesight to spot Momoi and Kise over by the gate. He was a bit shocked to see the latter, but also noticed what Satsuki did. That Kise looked fucking hot today.
How the hell had he gotten into those jeans?
"Morning." Ryota smiled in his direction.
"Why the hell are you dressed liked that?" He wasn't going to hide that he was interested to know. Dark blue pupils gave multiple once overs to Kise's body as well.
Momoi huffed, both at Aomine's rudeness and at the fact that they were having a conversation when the plane would take off any minute now!
"I had a model shoot early this morning." Kise simply lied. But he cocked his hip, once again wearing a shirt that teased his midriff and jeans that rode low on his slim hips.
"..what are you doing here?" Aomine asked, eyes below the neckline as he had a talk with Kise's body, instead of his equally attractive face.
Satsuki wondered why Aomine was so interested to know all of this when he usually didn't even bother, and why was Ki-chan… was she seeing and hearing things right?
"Don't you think your flight would be more fun with me around?" He openly flirted when he swept back his hair, only after Aomine's hungry gaze returned to his face, finished eating every dip, curve, and angle of Kise's model figure.
His hands tightened into fists, buried deep in the pockets of his sweats.
"Guys! Our plane is set to leave in less than 3 minutes!" Momo interrupted, after she'd figured out what was going on between them.
There was a time and place, Momoi thought. Though she was way excited about what the two of them would be up to on this trip, she had to make sure that they got there first!
Kise ceased his attempt to attract Aomine, and focused back on the pink haired girl already grabbing some her things (which she had so many bags that Aomine was carrying the rest for her) to run ahead of them.
The airport was crowded with others, but over by Gate 10, where Aomine and Kise were standing, there weren't a lot of people.
Daiki stepped up directly beside Kise, tightened an arm around his waist, pulled the blonde to his chest – Kise colliding into him– and then whispered something in his ear.
Ryota knew the art of talking dirty, having used it on girls and guys alike, but Aominecchi knew what to say to effect even the silver tongued Kise Ryota.
"You have to taste before you get to have it, Kise." he put a thumb to those full, kissable lips… "I'd like to see how much you can suck and swallow with that pretty mouth of yours."
He shoved the stronger athlete away, Aominecchi not going far. He smirked arrogantly at the hand he settled around Kise's waist just now. With that same hand, he'd felt on Kise's hot ass.
Too bad they were in public. He couldn't rip Kise out of those jeans and fuck him standing.
"Aominecchi you jerk…" Ryota glared. Had Aominecchi really just grabbed his ass without permission? Golden lion irises darkened, as usual, when he felt threatened.
Not this time. A different instinct flared inside him.
"Just try to keep up, Kise…" Aomine finally jogged to get on the plane, suddenly excited for the trip. A mischievous look on his face. Looking more like his old self.
When the formless shooter passed by, the blonde wasn't fast enough to stop Aominecchi from smacking him on the sexy behind.
Kise seemed offended. But actually gaped in disbelief. How had his past rival turned the tides on him so quickly? He wasn't expecting Aominecchi to make a move on him so soon! He thought it would take multiple instances of attraction and seduction before Aominecchi reciprocated anything.
And he knew it would happen eventually. Because Aominecchi showed his interest when Kise was on his Hot Sexy and Cool best friend date with Kurokocchi last weekend.
But, Touou's ace better not think he would be in control of everything that happened between them! No freaking way! Kise would step up to the bat, and show that he was able to definitely do more than keep up.
He was the one in control, he'd make sure.
It was so ON!
-Interlude: Time to Go-
The third group - or duo - to arrive in Queensland would be Takao Kazunari and Midorima Shintarou.
Right now, they were stationed at the airport, bags on their shoulder and suitcases by their legs, looking at arrival and departure notifications on the huge electronic billboard. Midorima concentrated the hardest. His sharp features accentuated by a studious expression.
Takao silently watched him, noting how much more handsome and attractive Shin-chan looked without his frames and prescription lenses.
Midorima squinted harder, and Takao nearly busted his gut laughing.
Because Midorima Shintarou "lost" his glasses.
Last night, before getting in bed, the miracle shooter cleaned, wiped, and placed them carefully inside of the case. Next, he laid beside Takao, the point guard wide awake and watching his every move. With a smile. Glasses free Shin-chan stared back, not at all disturbed as Takao watched him like a hawk. He lost anyway when he broke the staring match, never able to beat Midorima, then laid on his back, right up against Shin-chan's side. Still smiling.
They said good night. Turned off their bedside lamps at the exact same time. 11:30. Midorima was exhausted. So he went out with the lights. Deeply and quietly slumbering all night on his favorite lucky pillow. Cozy alongside someone that he loved slightly more than he hated.
Unconditionally.
Waking up from his beauty sleep the next morning, his glasses, case and all: missing.
"If you can't read the times, why not just ask me?"
Last night, Takao snuck out of bed and hid Shin-chan's glasses. Midorima had yet to figure that out. So Takao thought he was pretty slick.
"I already know what time the plane will get here. I'll just wait for bright colors to light up on the screen, or an announcement that it's here." Midorima could make out faces well. If they were close. But reading anything was damn near impossible. Though he didn't think it was a big deal. Who needed to read on vacation?
"You're going to have a hard time on your own in Queensland."
And nope. Takao didn't feel bad about what he did. It was hilarious to him. But that's not why he did it. The Shutoku miracle was traveling outside of Japan for the first time in his life. On the other hand, Takao had experience being in a different country (America) before. Therefore, he wanted to be with Midorima every step of the way. Without his glasses, Midorima was less likely to wander off. And therefore Takao could get Midorima in touch with his wild side!
But really he wanted to make sure that he and Midorima spent all their time together at the resort. This was a great chance to do so.
"I'll be fine." Midorima argued.
"Sure you will. That's because I'll be there to take care of you." This was his chance to have the miracle shooter relying on him for more than just winning at basketball, or…doing naughty things.
"How much longer?" Midorima asked after a pause. He wasn't able to read his watch, nor the giant clock on the other side of the airport, which was seeable from where they were standing, if you had better vision than Midorima.
Takao placed a hand on Midorima's poor, broad shoulder.
"Not much longer, Shin-chan."
Takao swore to hide Midorima's glasses more often.
-Interlude: Time to Go-
Over in Akita, Himuro was lounging on his bed, laptop open as he searched up plane times. Destination set for Queensland. They should leave by Monday, Himuro thought. Not for a specific reason, per say. He had the house to himself this weekend, so he wanted to take advantage of that. But if his parents decided to return sooner than expected, he and Atsushi were catching the first plane out of here.
Every teenager didn't have the luxury of living alone to have their lover over whenever they wanted. Like Taiga.
Tatsuya's bathroom door suddenly pushed open. The entrance full of the tall miracle center, Murasakibara. Steam followed as he walked casually into Himuro's bedroom. For some reason, showing a bit of modesty and wearing a short towel that ended barely 7 inches below the waist.
Himuro wasn't sure what possessed Atsushi to tie on that forsaken towel.
"I made the cake that you like. I frosted and decorated it while you were showering."
The center stood in the middle of the floor, not appearing interested.
"I don't want it." He pouted, using the towel on his wide shoulders to dry his lovely, violet locks.
There were times when even he didn't want sweets. Like right after he brushed his teeth. He didn't want his dentist to yell at him anymore.
"You don't?" Himuro put his laptop aside, choosing to ponder over departure times later. He felt in no rush to get to Queensland (and surprise Taiga) when his "prince" (pet name for his beloved, spoiled partner, Murasakibara) and recent significant other was half naked in front of him. With no one here except the two of them.
"Did you decide when we should leave, Muro-chin?"
"Not today." Himuro turned to sit on the side of the mattress, placing his feet on the warm, red carpet below.
"Ok." The purple haired miracle shrugged. Then after he finished drying his hair, he simply dropped the towel onto the floor. Not caring about making a mess. Muro-chin said he could do what he wanted here, so that's what Murasakibara did.
Body soaking wet, dripping all over, Murasakibara flopped down onto the bed, next to the highly amused Himuro.
"You're adorable." Tatsuya purred, wrapping Atsushi in an embrace from the side, staring at him with longing.
"You always say that…" Murasakibara was still pouting. Regardless of that, he petted the mirage shooter on the head, bowing down to connect their foreheads.
Then he smiled handsomely. Something that… whenever he did it…
"I'll do anything for you." Himuro was so in love with the miracle of Yosen that he believed it made him slightly crazy. And out of character. But Tatsuya didn't care.
"I want something sweet now." The talented defender muttered, then licked his lip.
"Cake?" Himuro played dumb. But pulled away to begin undressing.
Murasakibara had used the words coded for oral sex.
"No, vanilla frosting."
He wanted Vanilla Frosting -in other words- Tatsuya's smooth and thick white seed.
"Coming right up, my prince."
Standing in the sexy nude, Himuro got up to untie the towel at towel Murasakibara's waist.
"Good, Muro-chin." Himuro was so good to him. He did nothing to protest how spoiled Murasakibara was and acted. Because he enjoyed doing whatever Atsushi wanted.
"Can we share?" Given the context, the pretty faced brunette asked if they could 69. If Atsushi said no, then he wanted the be the recipient or the one giving the oral sex.
Either was fine with Himuro.
"Hai."
But more often than not, Murasakibara let Himuro have whatever he wanted as well.
For both of them, it was pleasing to serve their partner like royalty.
-Interlude: Time to Go-
The gang in Kyoto was scheduled to arrive later that evening in Queensland.
As he thought about that city, his promise to Tetsuya also rang clear.
Akashi refused to be cooped up in his luxury suite. That was no way to vacation, or meet others. He was sure that the resort and spa was beautiful, and did all his research on the location. There were many things to do in the area - indoor pool, outdoor pool, beach, fine dining, regular dining, massage therapy, fitness sections, what else can you name? Akashi was sure it existed there. At this beautiful resort with a view of the coast.
And what about the nearby city? Was it bustling and exciting during the day? At night, were there any clubs for minors? He was interested to know those things, but would save the surprise for after he got there. Tetsuya had no idea how badly Akashi needed to socialize. But to dance and hear music as well. Akashi enjoyed those types of scenes. Yes, he could dance. A number of his so called friends came to know him through those sorts of events. He made good friends most naturally in that sort of crowd.
But he was interested in making casual acquaintance as well. For sex. If he knew what he wanted, he planned for it. He couldn't remember the last time he was properly satisfied. So he'd figure out how to make that happen. With an attractive foreigner, perhaps.
However, he'd choose wisely between who he wanted to befriend and who he just wanted to fuck. There was a line. Akashi was aware of his boundaries. He learned from his own experience why it was important to know exactly what you wanted from others. Friendship. A relationship. Sex. Etcetera.
Then something else came to mind.
He focused in on Mibuchi and the taller, much more masculine Nebuya, both packing luggage into the trunk when Nebuya seemed to realize something.
"Shit."
"What is it?"
"I forgot the…" Nebuya stopped, after seeing the naïve Kotarou eavesdropping on their conversation.
"You forgot it?" Mibuchi seemed to understand, and by now Akashi figured what it was as well.
"What's it big sis?" Kotarou asked with wide, clueless eyes.
"You're an idiot." Mibuchi said to the Rakuzan center.
"Don't be like that, Reo. I know there're some stores down there where you can get it."
Akashi tuned them out, no longer interested in the path of their conversation. It was going to turn into a lovers spat very soon. Nebuya forgot the lube. That aside, Akashi returned to the matter at hand.
"Mibuchi, Nebuya." He interrupted, walking over by them as well.
His friends and teammates gave their attention.
"What is it Sei-chan?"
"Do either of you have an ID?"
"Yeah." Nebuya responded, Mibuchi nodded.
"That's good. That'll come in handy."
His two teammates were 18 (Hayama still 17). Their age meant that one of them could purchase alcohol for the group.
"What? You want me to buy wine for you?"
"Possibly."
He thought about the miracles, Tetsuya, his best friend/boyfriend, teammates, and whoever else was in their circle. They'd probably all hang out and try to have a lot of fun together. This would be a way to help them relax or cut loose. He doubted anyone would get sloppy drunk. But if anyone were to, not Akashi Seijuuro. He could never be seen like that. It was dangerous and not his style. He liked to always be in control.
And he would only drink around people that he trusted.
Seijuuro pulled out his mobile device. He sent a quick message to Kuroko, curious as to his whereabouts at the moment.
'Flying over the Pacific ocean.' Kuroko responded almost immediately.
'Land safely. See you soon.'
'Domo. You too.'
He pocketed his phone.
Then interrupted another argument between Mibuchi and Nebuya, not caring that they were in each other's faces. It was all foreplay. The uncrowned mates acted like they were married. Which would probably be the reality one day. But he had to cut into their conversation, otherwise they would never shut up.
"Is everything set with you two?"
They nodded.
"Hayama?"
"All set!"
"Mayuzumi?"
He looked over his shoulder to address the replacement phantom sixth.
Mayuzumi nodded too.
"Okay. Make yourselves comfortable inside. I'll notify the driver once everyone is ready."
After they had another minute or two of bickering, chatting, bouncing, and answering to Akashi, everyone was all set to load their bodies into the truck.
Hayama called shot gun, and scrambled for the front seat, but one glance from Akashi banished him to the back with the rest of the Rakuzan family. Except Akashi. He earned his place up front with the driver.
"Everyone is set. We're going to the international airport in Tokyo."
"Sir."
Akashi folded his arms and reclined back comfortably in his seat, focusing on relaxing in preparation for his vacation. His only goal: to release every drop of tension.
And Queensland - just another land for his conquest. He learned quite a bit about it over the last few days. Shouldn't be too many surprises. Always better to plan things out.
Akashi's plan: seize the city of Queensland and leave with no regrets.
-Interlude: Time to Go-
To be continued: No Telling What Saturday Will Bring (Part 3)
