LE CHAP FOUURRRRR? Oh, and I forgot that most all the writers put disclaimers. It doesn't say we have to, but… I NO OWN KUROBASU. OKAY. Um, this chapter doesn't have MUCH to do with the plot. It's just some fun stuff between the boys trying to cheer up Akashi, but you'll notice Kise gets his own scene with Akashi. Yeah. All of the boys will. You might notice something different in that time. Lemme know if you do !
"I don't have the extra money for all this bullshitting around…" Aomine mumbled. Akashi had changed meeting locations twice because of Kise and Midorima, and switched back to his own house. Aomine had boarded two different trains already, but was glad on the final train when he found Kuroko.
"Oi, Tetsu." He nudged his former teammate, but he didn't budge. When he sat next to him, Aomine saw his eyes were closed.
"BAKA! DON'T SLEEP ON THE TRAIN!"
Kuroko woke instantly, silently thanking the fates that it was only Aomine who had yelled at him.
"Oh, Aomine-kun."
Aomine sighed, leaning his head back against the cooled seat behind him.
"Tetsu."
Kuroko nodded his head, but leaned back against his arm, as though Aomine would alert him when they arrived.
"Tch."
Aomine was mad because he was right. He couldn't leave such a small boy sleeping on the train—no doubt plenty of perverts would be checking him out.
And Akashi needed him. Aomine felt so angry—he had never particularly minded Akashi, except when he got all high and mighty. But to know that he felt this way… it broke him up. He wanted to… He just wanted to make him feel happy. But Aomine didn't know how. He had his own pride to uphold, in the first place.
Plus… he had never made anyone feel happy before. He was good at severing relationships, not making them.
He put his headphones on, although he wasn't paying any attention to the music streaming into his ears. He looked over at Tetsu, the person who he used to consider his best friend. He was good at severing relationships, indeed.
He wouldn't let that happen with Akashi. Aomine knew he had more than enough strength for the both of them.
It was late by the time the former Teiko students were together—and they all agreed to wait till morning to play basketball together again.
"Aka-chin, missed you."
Murisakibara leaned down, way down, and hugged Akashi's head. He proceeded into his home, and plopped onto the floor next to a plastic-covered couch. It was later on that the doorbell rang to reveal Kise and Midorima.
"Akashicchi, so cute today! Where are your parents?"
"Not here today," Akashi said, ushering them in one by one.
Once everyone was settled, Akashi stood tall in front of them, his eyes shifting back and forth. He put his hands on his hips, but the group didn't pay attention. Behind him, the door clicked open and shut, and men with black suits and clean white collars walked in.
"Boys." Akashi growled, reverting their attention back to them.
"They're my drivers, pay no attention to them. I gave them yesterday off, so they'll be here at your disposal."
He whipped around to the men, who solemnly bowed to him.
"Your parents wish to know—"
"Leave them out of this. Let me have my freedom when they're not around."
They nodded soberly.
"… I'll call you when I need you."
Akashi sighed and turned back to his friends. It was silent except for the soft sounds of Murisakibara chewing, and Kise trying not to break into tears at any given moment.
"Let's go… swimming. My sort-of grandparents don't live to far from here, and they have a huge swimming pool. They'll have trunks, so don't worry about that. Except,"
He looked at Kuroko, his eyes smiling.
"You're too small. You can borrow mine."
Midorima stood up.
"Absurd. What do you mean your 'sort-of' grandparents?"
Akashi turned his back to the boys, and peeled his shirt off.
"… I'm not really sure whether they are my relatives or not."
He tossed his shirt away, and it landed on Kise. He took it and sniffed, big droplets of tears falling out of his eyes.
"Akashi?" Aomine asked, watching the boy randomly get half-naked.
"What… what the fuck exactly are you fucking doing?"
Akashi walked away, and up the stairs.
"Getting changed, hold on."
In his room, Akashi's hand went to the first drawer. But he didn't open it. He only would when he felt that same sadistic urge… the urge that was repressed when his friends were near.
He changed and grabbed Kuroko a pair of swim shorts, but tight and small ones. Of course that was on purpose. It was always fun to tease the phantom sixth man. Night swimming would indeed be interesting, as Akashi usually only swam if it was for water exercises. His maybe Grandparents were on their yacht vacationing with Akashi's parents, but luckily he had snagged a key from them before.
It was only about a fifteen minute drive to his 'grandparents' house, but it was a ridiculous one. The all black Benz was large, but with four even larger boys, it seemed crowded. Akashi sat in the front with a small smile painted on his lips as he listened to Aomine curse at Kise, who was sitting on his lap. Midorima scowled and looked at the window, completely uncomfortable with not only the seating, but the entire night. Murisakibara sat in the middle, but sat on only one of his arse cheeks, and squeezed Kuroko into the remaining space.
When they arrived, Akashi handed Kuroko the gate key and stayed behind to talk with his driver.
"Kise, you little shit, my legs hurt."
Kise scowled and crossed his arms.
"Aominecchi, don't be so mean! I'm almost sick and tired of all your bullying! Besides, we're here for Akashicchi, so leave me alone!"
Aomine proceeded to punch him, but Kise ducked and he instead hit Murisakibara. Akashi sighed at them upon his arrival, tsking at Kuroko as he fidgeted the keys in the lock. He took the keys and flipped them upside down, clicking them in the lock.
"Welcome, there's nobody home. Feel free to wreck the place—they have maids."
Aomine whistled lowly at the sight of the house. It was large—incredibly so—and had patios on either side of the entrances, and a white gate painted around the pool.
Once they had all changed and the sun was completely gone, Kise made the first jump into the water.
"So warm! Come on!"
The rest followed suit (especially Kuroko, who wanted to quickly hide his exposed legs,) and began splashing around. Goggles were found and passed around by Murisakibara.
"Let's play Chicken!" Kise called.
Kuroko sat upon Aomine's shoulders, Akashi on Midorima's, and Kise on Murisakibara's. Kise started howling with laughter.
"What?" Midorima yelled.
"Just…. KUROKOCCHI… Do you… oh god… do you shave your legs?"
Kuroko squeezed his legs consciously around Aomine's neck.
"Yes, my leg hairs are blue, and that is… unfortunate. So I shave them."
Midorima backed up uncomfortably, rubbing one of his smooth legs against the other. Well, his hair was green, o-of course he would shave it!
"Nevermind," Kise laughed, falling backwards from Murisakibara's shoulders and into the water.
"If I have to stare at Kurokocchi's legs any longer, I might die!"
The entire group (except Midorima) laughed along with Kise, including Kuroko.
"It is a bit odd," Kuroko laughed.
When they were all settled back in Akashi's home, with dry pajamas and clingy strands of drying hair, a summer storm started brusquely humming.
"Let's play truth or dare," Kise buzzed. The lights were off, so he wasn't worried about potential blushing being revealed.
"Okay," Akashi readily agreed. Midorima was going to decline, but upon Akashi's request, he sat back down.
"I'll start. Kurokocchi, do you like men?!"
"But I didn't pick truth."
"W-Truth or Dare then?!"
"Dare."
Kise pouted.
"Okay, umm… give a hickey to whoever is sitting on your left! It's dark, so sorry, whoever!"
No one could tell exactly what was going on, until Midorima screamed.
Kuroko was sucking on his arm.
"That…. Is…. DISGUSTING!"
The rest of the group started bowling over with laughter, and Kuroko wiped his mouth.
"Akashi-kun, truth or dare," Kuroko asked, a small smile on his face.
Lightning flashed, and a glimpse was caught of Midorima wiping off his arm with a pocket hanky.
"Truth," he said nonchalantly, sitting back on the couch.
"…If you could become invisible for a day, what would you do?"
Akashi took his time answering. He sometimes felt invisible, what did he do then?
"…I would scare the living hell out of Aomine and take a video to blackmail him with."
A pregnant pause went through the room. They knew their ex-captain wasn't joking.
"Kise, truth or dare?"
"Finally!" Kise smiled. "Dare!"
"Have a conversation with this pillow as though it was the love of your life. Of course, you have to call it by name," Akashi smiled, and Aomine was practically in tears at this point from laughing.
Kise frowned, but grabbed the pillow and held it in front of him.
"U-um, Kasamatsu-senpai, you, uh, look, great today? I love you?"
The party went on until Midorima had admitted that he was maybe in a relationship with a certain hawk-eyed teammate of his, Aomine had a bad habit of leaving his 'Busty Asian Beauties' at Momoi's house, Murisakibara had licked Akashi's feet, and Kuroko fell asleep. They all then fell asleep wherever they were, Kise and Aomine's legs crossing each other's like a pretzel.
"Mmn," Kise moaned, cracking his eyes open to the daylight. He looked around and found that Akashi was gone. He sat up to find him in the kitchen, with what seemed to be his parent's backs facing Kise.
"I understand." Akashi said listlessly, his hands brushing hair away from his eyes.
"And honestly, would you please do something about these boys?" It was a female voice.
"And your hair," said another, deeper voice.
"It is a tad too long," said the woman. She sighed before talking again.
"Won't you please come with us this time, please? It was fabulous, I'd like a chance for you to see."
Akashi made quick eye contact with Kise, noting his awareness.
"No," Akashi said firmly. "I obviously have to take care of these boys."
Kuroko fidgeted in his sleep, mussing up his hair further. Akashi duly noted the reasons behind his bed-head.
"Fine. We have a business meeting in Tokyo for a few days, so enjoy your vacation a little longer. But when we get back, you'll definitely join us for at least one summer vacation."
Her cell phone chimed, and her long painted fingertips slid across the screen.
"We've got to dash, hon. We'll be back in a few."
While they were walking away, Kise heard his father order him once again to cut his hair.
"Morning, Akashicchi."
"Morning, Ryota."
Kise got up and completely ignored his own disheveled state, joining Akashi in the kitchen.
"I'll help," Kise said, reaching from behind Akashi to help him reach the cooking pans he was simply too short to touch.
"Thanks," Akashi said, taking the pan from his former teammate.
They worked for the next thirty minutes, until Kise couldn't take the silence anymore.
"So, Akashicchi, how's life?"
Kise suddenly smacked his head onto the countertop. Bad question.
"Ryota, what the hell?"
Akashi wanted to smile, but it looked like Kise was about to cry.
"Did that hurt you that badly?"
"W-what?! Aha! No, silly! Anyways, what's… up?"
Akashi stared at him for a short time, curiously gazing over him.
"We're making breakfast, silly."
Akashi propped his arms against the tabletop, then raised himself onto the marble, sitting on top of it. Kise smiled.
"Kawaii Akashicchi!"
He gently slapped his hand on top of Akashi's head, ruffling his hair around. Akashi pushed him off, but chuckled along with Kise.
"…Ryota, get the plates out."
And he did. He also set up the table, and Akashi was felt incredibly buoyant.
"Ryota, come here."
Kise put down the eggs they had made, walking over to Akashi, who slipped onto the ground and onto his feet.
"Yeah?"
Akashi sighed, already regretting his next move.
"Bend down."
Kise looked skeptical.
"U-um, I like you too, but I don't think we should, y'know, like, you're cool and all, but—"
Akashi smacked his head.
"I'm not trying to kiss you, numbskull."
Kise sighed with relief.
"Oh, okay!"
` He bent down, and Akashi slowly but surely wrapped his arms around Kise's head.
"Umm…"
Akashi's shirt smelled like clean laundry? His head wasn't as big as everyone said? What was the point of this?
"I'm hugging you." Akashi sighed, tightening his grip on Kise's head.
Kise burst out laughing and removed himself from Akashi's iron grip.
"AKASHICCHI, OH MY GOD. You are so funny! You're supposed to hug around my waist!"
"You're too tall. And this is how Murisakibara hugs me, so I assumed that was how you do it."
Kise sighed, bending his knees until his eyes were level with Akashi's.
He leaned in and wrapped his arms around Akashi, tightening his grip.
"… You're warm, Kise. Get off."
Kise smiled and apologized, running off to jump on Aomine, who never woke up without incentive.
Akashi smiled to himself, but only after turning around to be sure that Kise couldn't see.
It was a good warmth.