"I am rather fond of my clothes." Cheshire sent a cryptic smile before sitting at a desk and pulling up several miasma screens.
Closing his eyes Akashi lowered himself gently onto his swivel chair, his arms gripping onto the hand rests. He didn't need his other self take over now, her release one of the handrests, a damp spot left from the amount of blood that cam from a Chain, no
A Rouge.
Rouge was really a fascinating word, he decided. Rouge was something brutal, rough and loved bloodshedding and was uncivilized. Yet it flowed over one's tongue when pronounced properly, just like Cheshire.
Cheshire seemed polite yet, he had so much hidden behind the well mannered front he put up. He seemed so damn familiar. A teal head flashed through his head along with a crismon, dyed Asphodel.
That teal head was plain, yet angelic, like an challenging puzzle . Cheshire excluded the same aura. He was an Wild one, and yet his glove instead of smelling like blood, smelt like a sweet white flower.
Akashi wondered if he could ever find his match, in strength. Judging how the Chain's there kept blabbing about Mock Turtles and Bill the Lizards, he took it upon himself to find how many strong Chains did not need contracts and yet were so powerful and free.
There were about 50 in total, but the strongest, according to Momoi, where called Wonderland. Quite fitting, they were wonderful and could make this land the same.
Enough of reminiscent thoughts, he reprimanded himself, as he slipped on the glove. He had to stay strong or that murder attempt death would be for nothing.
Akashi held one gloved hand in examination. He wondered what he meant by fond of his clothes.
He will find out. He was absolute.
"Akashi-chan? Watashi wa..."
"Takao stop using Chain dialogue. Your voice is twisted and quite grating."
"Akashi-chan, are you feeling down?" Takao eyes lost their fun tone and turned into something like reality, harsh but ready to accept all attempts and changing what was going on.
"Not really, but thank you."
"Don't worry, if Kuroko-chan starts playing mind games with you Kuroko is considering contracting with you."
Akashi rose one eyebrow on surprise.
"I thought Cheshire didn't contract."
"Kuroko tried, but all those times the candidates were only after power. She lost her trust for a while before Red eyes Regal Heart cracked the ice." Takao eyes went cloudy.
"He was Kuroko's first actual friend. Kuroko said after that the first one she found to be her friend would also be called First. But he died. We don't know what happened but the icy facade came back. It was like a basilisk. It was small then it grew big then it kept going, until she found her Persona."
Takao smiled happily. Hands clasped lightly behind her.
"You must be Red Eyes Royal Spirit! I mean with your eye colour and everything, including your way of being so cheesy!"
"I need of no such name." Akashi stated coldly.
Aomine breathed in, out and in again. He didn't have time to deal with Red Eye Leader now. He concentrated carefully, drawing back his arm carefully before tossing it forward all strength behind it.
He swore he saw a smiling male with black hair,a checkered hat and a pinstripe suit, celebrating. He felt slightly unnerved. (A/N, he is going to be my One piece fanfiction OC. Not going to write it until I have 20+ chapters for this, or 50,000 words. Whichever comes first.)
He had his blade back in his hand, the hilt poking slightly out of his large fist.
"You don't hold like that Aomine." His head snapped back to a smiling blond male. He was rather good looking, he noted. With gleaming yellow eyes and a perfect model smile, he would make it into the Top 10 Good Looking Chains.
Contract offers would be littered everywhere, Afterall how was it not tempting to have a handsome and powerful bodyguard.
"Lift your hand towards the plommel,directing your pointer finger into a circle with your thumb... Yes that is is! Let your other fingers be the streamliners, put your wrist in the direction, so that you could look over your middle finger... Yes! Then chuck it!"
Aomine shrugged as he moved to follow the his tips. He then marveled at the fact how awkward it felt when held still but when using it, the arm seemed to... Glide.
"See Ya!" The blonde vanished. Aomine blinked. It had been a talent of his to see ghosts and use them as partners for fighting, but lately they all seemed to disappear, leaving only the most loyal ones behind.
But that one was definitely not one of his ghosts.
"Ah, seems Kise had met Ahomine-kun."
"Cake Stealer."
"Snack Miser. I really want to crush you."
"Murasakibara... That was for Kuroko-san(A/N Himuro is basically a Kuroko with more presence and smiles right?)" She said flipping a switch blade, an spark of light running up and down the blade as it flipped it raced to end to end.
She brought up to Murasakibara-sama neck before spinning and touching it on his heart, neck again and brought it to cut his brow. She waited for a reaction, smiling eerily.
"Knives should be used to cut cake."
She fell down in shock.
"Than why did you threaten Kuroko-san?"
Murasakibara, held his knife in his hand, which was crossed over the one which held his chin.
An idea popped jnto his mind. The kitty did smell like a Vanilla shortcake...
"Kitty smelled a lot like a cake."
"Kuroko did?"
Ok he was too observant. Only ones that had Hawk eyes or Eagle eyes could spot the fact that Kuroko had an pendant that emitted an vanilla fragrance.
An Personality pendant, that emits scent according to ones temperament. Voldemort got a stink bomb for an pendant.
"It made me want to crush him..."
Himuro lent her head against her pointer finger listlessly.
"I suppose I will have to stop you. Pleased to make your acquaintance."
"Why can't I change!" Kuroko huffed as she held one hand against a wall, her black haired ruffled. She had tried to change into her Persona so many times but why couldn't she succeed.
"Abyss!" She screamed, as this only happened once before, when Abyss had restricted her Persona. As her scream pestered out, she panted. I guess my low presence is needs to be activated, once I contract, she thought glumly.
Her future partner did not need to discover this.
" We were not able to persuade March Hare or White Rabbit to Contract, Mock Turtle had business to attend to, and expects to be done in the 24th century and the others have all allied them to other areas. Queen of Hearts has not bothered to do anything, as we cannot forge as well as she can."
Kise muttered, taking on an unusually serious attitude. He flipped through files at a rapid pace, but he could not match Midorima, who dived through gigabytes of data on various websites a few noticeably shady. Takao was simply playing Candy Crush Saga.
"Is everything sorted?"
"Yeah, Kuroko-chan!"
"Sigh..."
Takao... Her name. It meant tall tail, apparently. Her other name Kazunari's first kanji meant sum or harmony or peace or serenity. The next meant formation. Why?
Harmony formation? Pft.
Takao skipped happily, ignoring the rather perverted looks from the straight males, which was surprisingly, 79% of the male population. It wasn't common to be a "queer" as people called it, here.
The many Chains often granted goddess-like or god-like beauty, so in fact half of then 79% were probably bisexual. Oh don't worry Aomine was definitely straight.
The hentai and porn definitely proves the fact.
So after our golden eyed beauty arrived at 1E, she immediately launched herself at the poor unsuspecting Aomine.
"Aomine-channnnnn! I missed you!" Takao caterwauled, her chest unintentionally rubbing Aomine's face.
"C-cup for sure..." Said Aomine, fainting. He was actually quite pure, despite his (un)healthy hobbies.
Silence fell. Many of the males, and shock horror,females, glared at him in envy. Takao noticed this and grinned a Cheshire Cat smile.
"Limited Edition! Takao Kazunari's Classmate Knowing Hug!"
"Takao..."
"C'mon Shin-chan!"
"No."
Takao pouted, before crossing her arms.
"Ne, Ne Takao-chin, how do I get a mad lioness off my head?" At the -chin, every one's chins dropped(God damn it Izuki, stop stealing the keyboard!), and gaped at amazement. Murasakibara never ever added any honorifics, if he thought that they weren't superior to him in one way.
Hell, he had beaten half of the school's Conthu population (contract human.), so instant respect?
But whet was even more amazing was the black haired girl with deep purple eyes, and a beauty mark. She was ahhh hot, (Furihata, get your ass away from there, here your cup noodles). Although she held a knife in her right hand the other straddling Murasakibara-sama shoulders, that only added to her sex appeal( I am a girl...). A hot knife wielding girl...
Takao laughed and took her billboard cue, before sending it into the blackette pressure point.
"You want to spar? It is rather stuffy in here..."
"My, who is he?"
"Oh my god oh my god, he has one eye!"
"Just like those main protagonists from the manga! Oh my god his eye is such a beautiful shade of blue!"
"And they way he walks... Just like a model! And his clothes!" So he is going for the goth look! Beautiful..."
Takao spun around, white blouse attracting instant attention from Kuroko from the sea of blue shirts.
"Kuroko-chan! Looks like you have fans again!"
Kuroko walked over, and deadpanned, as she couldn't see over the sea of fans. Over the past years Cheshire had worked temporarily as a model, but keeping her name anonymous. Kise had joined but kept the job, and know they were known as the Modeling One-shots,as Kuroko dropped it quite quickly as she hated the attention and the fangirls. Little predator with make up for Kise, while he still modeled rarely accepted offers.
God do I have to explain why fangirls are known to overthrow the Great White Shark on the food chain?
Takao... As the Abyss I thought you were a good pawn...
But the Abyss didn't know the look Midorima gave her. Promising that Takao wasn't a pawn, but an Knight, just as he was a Bishop, and that she would be a pawn on Kuroko, Kise, and Midorima's Chessboard.
"Thank you for having my son." Akashi Saito bowed deeply only to be pushed back up by Kuroko.
"Do not worry, we almost lost Furihata to the last batch of Ace Rouge Chains." She broke her business facade, smiling gently, before pulling it back up. Inside she was frowning. She could tell this man was a manipulator, a man that usually had another pulling his strings.
Saito, was gazing at Kuroko, as that smile was probably heavens' blessing. His suspicions were reinforced by the wolf whistlings made Cheshire's company. He smiled calculating what he could use him for.
Please take off that mask...
"On another note..." Saito set his hands on his desk, his chin resting on the small bridge his limbs' extensions made.
That facade is not helping. I can see you...
"Hai?"
"Would you mind attending here until the issue is resolved?"
Kuroko's mind froze. Only her closest friends knew that she had cliethrophobia. It meant that she didn't like being anywhere with no escape, and a school was one of them.
With fences and cameras it made her completely shaking in her rather stylish boots, and it took all of her self control not to bolt out of that classroom with no windows.
Do you think that making me face my fear is going to break me?
Midorima noticed.
"You see our comrade has developed an mental condition that is caused by many people that want to kill our comrade, so if you could make all Kuroko's class rooms at least have two to three windows, that would be the best."
"You have subscribed to Oha-Asa! Would you like to play your horoscope?"
Saito looked at him weirdly.
"Well excuse me b*Tch for having weird habits" said Midorima's mind. His mouth simply said that it was a hobby and the Chain who predicted these things was especially accurate.
"Keep your eyes on your dark coloured things, as they might go missing. You lucky item is a cat, it can be a figurine or a real one, Cancer is ranked last, and Scorpio second last... But a Aquarius is rated first so for the unfortunate it is advisable to seek refuge unless you are a Aries."
"The meanings and dreams and lives amassed together
That went into this body
Seem to make a machine that's jostling an ended life back up.
(This is a tale of his past.)
Each and every one of them are shedding tears
Whispering, "I want to see them again."
The end-all experiment in this paper-mache town
Was proceeding as flaccidly as predicted yesterday.
By then, wouldn't it have been better to give up?
The next two people saw such a pale-blue dream
In a cranny of the town.
Contrary to expectation, at the end of the road
His little body was flung out again.
With my eyes closed, I watched the crying, shouting girl.
The second hand stopped ticking
And tries to blind the whole world with it.
This dream will not end.
Akashi woke to a lamenting song, full of death and sorrow. His gold eye twitched slightly as he heaved himself out of his chair, walking closer to the source of the song
"The meanings and dreams and circumstances cobbled together
Make a head sunk in endless thought.
"This world appears to be a little dangerous."
(This is a story about him and her.)
With this manufactured heart,
No words have a chance of reaching it anymore.
The sounds of a withering sun
And the sweltering eyes of the blazing flare
Seem like they ejected me into this summer-battered society.
Even if the cicadas already start stridulating
With my wobbling see-through body
My hand won't reach them in time.
Contrary to expectation, at the very end of my sights
The second hand screws around to block my way
As I watch a future become squashed in the oncoming lane.
Pulling me out from this mechanized world
Into a future landscape of falling leaves
With your eyes."
He approached the end of the hallway. The bright light blinded him, but he didn't stop he pushed onwards.
"The mocking sunbeams vanished somewhere
August has come and passed again and again.
Would a future in which they laugh to each other
"See you next year" be...?
Contrary to expectation, in a nook of the world
Unforecasted rain poured down to earth.
In that time, in that time...
Even if we can rewrite the futures
Those eyes..."
The bright light faded and he stood to find Cheshire Cat, his one eye widening with shock, mouth paused in mid song. Silence filled the air. Feeling awkward Akashi blurted something out. He then mentally facepalmed, so much for being absolute, he thought dryily.
"Could you sing something more cheerful?"
He paused, unsure of the circumstances, before cautiously nodding.
"Our goal might seem extraordinary but it's not absolute
If I'm with you I feel that we can turn it into reality
I'm sure I'll get laughed at, but in this place,
there are my friends who dream the same as me..."
While Akashi felt himself relax, an blue eye widened in wonder and delight at the appreciatio, he looked so much like him she thought,before continuing singing, louder and louder until it completely drowned everyone in the campus' world in a parallel world of fun and fantastic old times.
Now on that day everyone wondered who this was. But they didn't discover until the next year the same day the say time. But alas that is another story for another time...
Omake 1
"Can you sing something more sappy?"
A crow cawed in the back ground leaving a series of black dots...
Kuroko -sure! On your deathbed.
Akashi- author this script is garbled up.
Omake 2
"Lift your hand towards the plommel,directing your pointer finger into a circle with your thumb... Yes that is is! Let your other fingers be the streamliners, put your wrist in the direction, so that you could look over your middle finger... Yes! Then chuck it!"
Kise- when I said chuck it it obviously ment not at me! Hidoi ssu!
Aomine-Whatever
Kuroko - Apologise to my ball of sunshine now. *twirls a blade*
Aomine- No way!
Kuroko- am afraid author that we must end this fanfiction now. Aomine has been stabbed
Author-No way...
Now the shipping vote will commerce now! So you but the letter or if you can't be bothered name in the reviews, or if you feel uncomfortable PM me. Don't do it to my Gmail though. I forgot my password and now am using Facebook to run Fanfiction.
A- Akashi Seijuro
B-Kise Ryouata
C-Aomine Daiki
D-Nijimura
E-Mayuzumi Chihiro
... So chose