Emperor of the Opera

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CHAPTER 6

Paris, 1871

Kagami had no idea why he ended up in this situation, but he did anyways without realizing how it all started. It might have something to do with Madam Momoi and Aomine wanting to speak to him urgently. Though...it wouldn't be a smart idea to let the two even be in the same room since Aomine somehow, someway found out that he took Kuroko's virginity, and now he can't even visit his fiancé without being glared at accusingly by navy blue eyes. Their love/sex life shouldn't even be that bastard's business since Kuroko thinks of the owner of opera house like the fatherly/ older brotherly figure he wanted in his life.

Madam Momoi makes then cold tension between them disappear by forcing her husband to play nice with the redhead despite his obvious dislike for the man himself. They even click their tongues at the other whenever they lock eyes. This earned Aomine an ear pull by his wife and Kagami, a gut punch from his fiancé every time they do that. Rubbing his wild red hair, Kagami reluctantly went into Madam Momoi and Aomine's shared office deciding that he rather be with his beloved Kuroko than be with those two any day of the week. They said it had something to do with Akashi freaking Seijirou, so he knew he'd be an idiot if he didn't hear about the man that made his blood boil in all types of bad ways.

The guy is a complete psycho, there's no denial about that fact. Even the normally composed Kuroko seems almost afraid for himself about being left alone after the incident during the last performance. No one wanted to remember Joshua's limp body dangling by the rope….his lips turning a slight shade of blue…his skin becoming deathly white….or watch him take his last, dying breath. What Akashi did was plain wrong, and needed to be brought to justice once and for all. He took his obsession for the icy blue haired male WAY too far for anyone's liking. He almost killed Kise, kidnapped Kuroko, tricked Furihata, murdered Joshua, and is now demanding all kinds of crazy things from the opera house….like he owned it. Everyone has been on their toes ever since the whole thing happened and it drove them towards the edge of madness…slowly and surely.

Kise looks paranoid all the time with his golden eyes always flickering on anything that moved, Kasamatsu gets more easily irritated nowadays with obvious annoyance in his gray blue eyes, Furihata is more depressed that displayed in his sorrowful…now muddy brown irises, Kuroko seems more quiet than usual as his blue eyes showed constant panic, even Takao stopped his crazy pranks out of the fear noticeable in his gray hues, Aomine always got angry over the smallest of things that made his navy blues look even scarier than normal, and Madam Momoi cries a lot more these passing hours that made her beautiful magenta hues look more reddish than usual.

….And Kagami just has anger blazing hotly, passionately in his crimson red eyes…as if the soul of his inner tiger wanted to come out and rip apart Akashi himself. Oh, how he would love to have that honor and pleasure to do that to his newfound enemy/rival. As much as he would enjoy the sweet revenge, Kuroko needed him now more than ever since the murder that happened only four days ago. Kagami cursed in English knowing that he can't waste time daydreaming out killing Akashi himself when he obviously needs to be there for his love…his partner….his Shadow….his Kuroko. He's not going to let Akashi get to the blue eyed male, no matter how hard he tried. It'll be over his lifeless, dead body that the day Akashi takes Kuroko will happen.

He knocks on the office door then was opened a moment later by a distressed Madam Momoi who's bubblegum locks look like they've seen better days, magenta eyes that look way too many shades lighter than they usually are, and even her makeup was out of place. She would never let herself look like this, she's always presentable no matter what, but Kagami guessed that the matter with Akashi made her stress out since she is now more aware that her own friend is in serious danger. The pinkette ushered him in and he did a sort of nod to the darker blunette in the room when he spotted Aomine. They all sat down to finally state their worries over the Emperor's craziness and the possible risks they'll pile up if they continue letting him get away with it.

"Kagamin, I think you should learn the story behind Akashi-Kun…." she began.

Ignoring the nickname she gave him, he looked to her, "Are you sure? I mean it's between the three of you as far as I know."

"Just listen to her, Bakagami." Aomine commented lazily while picking his ear with his index finger.

Madam Momoi halfheartedly glared at her husband then said, "Well, I guess I should start from the beginning."

~ABOUT 12 YEARS AGO~

A ten year old Momoi was running after her childhood friend, Aomine at the opera house when it was under ownership of his uncle at the time. The two were promised a trip to a circus to get used to the idea of entertaining others as a lifetime job for their futures. They happily agreed to it knowing that they hardly leave the Paris Opera House due to many hours of training for dancing, acting, and singing. It did not matter where they went, as long as they got to play as much as they like even for a few hours before going back to train.

They were taken to a traveling circus, but it wasn't an ordinary one. It was in reality, a total freak show. Momoi and Aomine were taken aback by all the cool and weird things that the performers could do; they were whisked away by the fantastic tricks and magical atmosphere that the show had. The childhood friends were taken to the last part of the show, later on that day. It was extremely dark, hardly any stars were out, the moon was heavily covered in clouds, and the air felt very dense.

The Devil's Child is what they called the last person in the whole show….a person around Momoi's size was in a gilded cage with a small sack over their face that had a very creepy, smiley face crudely drawn on it. The child was chained by their ankles, wrists, and even by their neck….they smelled like they hadn't bathed in weeks and was practically caked in dirt, that it didn't seem like the child wasn't even a person anymore….The child was barely covered by what seemed to be shorts, but was really some cheap cloth that anyone could afford in those days.

The man who was telling them possibly exaggerated stories about the child kept going on and on how it seemed like the child came from Hell itself. How their face is so grotesque, that it made people run and cry from the sight of it. But, apparently, the person in the cage has the most hauntingly beautiful voice that anyone has ever heard. The man said it is as if it's a sin for someone so…ugly to have such a breathtaking, Heavenly voice. He went inside with wild gestures, pretending he was scared, but was laughing quite too cruelly for anyone's tastes. The man roughly pulled off the sack as he introduced in a disgusted voice, the Devil's Child. Everyone, but Momoi and Aomine, gasped and cried out in horror at first glance at the face of the child. He couldn't be any older than Aomine was….but, he was so horribly scarred on the left side of his face that it seemed sick that people considered him a ways of entertainment or to make themselves look/feel better about themselves. His left ear is long gone along with some of his gorgeous, fiery scarlet hair since only small strands dangled from the disfigured scalp. The boy was probably burned a lot too from the looks of his messed up face. The only thing anyone would call beautiful from him was his mismatched eyes….One was a scarlet red while the other one was a shimmery gold.

Aomine looked at Momoi then she glanced back at him in understanding and they nodded in silent agreement. They snuck in later on that evening….only to see the boy strangle his master, the man from earlier, with a piece of rope with a horribly pleased smile on his features. The two somewhat feared, yet pitied him that he had to do such a thing to gain his freedom. They let the boy out of his pretty cage and introduced themselves as his new friends. He said that he apparently had the name Akashi Seijirou, and they each gave him a small smile then took him back to the opera house. The two fed, clothed, sheltered, educated, and played with the boy until they had to return to Japan to live with their families for some time. He received many books from Aomine's uncle along with plenty amounts of time on his hands…so he leaned architecture, the arts, literature, science, lots of mathematics, dancing, acting, singing, playing the piano and violin, how to solve riddles of all types, creating puzzles/mazes of any kind, and about six different languages. Akashi fixed the opera house as a way of repayment to the two children that saved him from a terrible fate. He made twisting and churning corridors, hidden doors, lengthy mazes of different types, difficult puzzles to solve before opening doors, hallways that are not real hallways, trapdoors, and plenty of ways to escape. Akashi had turned the Paris Opera House into his own personal playground that astonished Momoi and Aomine when they returned to Paris some years later.

They just didn't realize what kind of monster they had created when they took him in…..

~PRESENT DAY~

"Fuck…" was the first thing that slipped out of Kagami's lips after hearing the story.

"We know that now stupid, shut the hell up." Aomine blankly retorted.

"We just…..didn't know what would happen after we took him in. We didn't know...…at all." Madam Momoi added afterwards.

A tan hand scratched red locks, "Shit, I didn't know he had a past like that…"

Two navy blue pools glanced at him, "Yeah, now we need a way to keep him away from Tetsu and just freaking stop him from hurting anyone else!"

The pinkette just nodded, "So, does that mean we're going with Furihata-San's idea? Luring him into the act might be the best way….although, I don't like the idea of putting Tetsu-Kun in danger."

"Me neither, but what the fuck can we do?! I don't want Tetsuya letting himself become bait for that psycho!" crimson eyes were being set on fire at this point.

"Taiga-Kun….Aomine-Kun, Momoi-San….I want to do this." a soft voice interrupted the conversation, no one really needed to be a genius to guess who's the owner of that tone.

"T-Tetsu?! How long were you here? And no, we're NOT letting you do this!" Aomine backfired to his friend.

"Tetsu-Kun…..I don't want you to risk yourself by trying to lure Akashi-Kun out." Momoi butted in.

Blue eyes stared at them blankly, "I want to do this, please. I need to stop Akashi-Kun from hurting others like he tried to do with Kise-Kun….he already killed someone, so who's to say he won't do it again? Only I can stop him at this point now."

The redhead stood up suddenly, "B-But, Tetsuya! I can't let that guy get you! I'm not letting that happen! No matter what you say!"

Aomine also stood up, "You know what? I actually agree with this idiot, but I'll go with what you want to do….just don't do anything stupid."

Momoi glanced at them all, "Okay, I'll go along with this idea…for now. But, if it doesn't work then we'll try something else."

"Ugh….I really don't like this, but I guess I'll support you on trying to lure him out using his opera…he'll definitely come….but, Tetsuya, be careful…he's fucking dangerous." Kagami caved in hesitantly.

"Thank you everyone for letting me do this. I will not deny that I am not nervous about the possibly of this plan failing, but I know you will be there for me if it does." Kuroko bowed slightly then offered them a small, barely noticeable smile.

The plan is now set in motion…..

Elsewhere, in Furihata and Kuroko's shared room is the brunette's huddled figure on top of his bed as relentless tears slid down his face. He actually regretted asking his own best friend to risk himself by trying to lure the Emperor out by using Don Juan Triumphant, the opera score that Akashi created. Furihata would be stupid to say he isn't scared for his friend…for Kise and Kasamatsu….for Madam Momoi and Aomine…..for Kagami….and mostly for Akashi himself. He sniffled harshly not really noticing the door-mirror opening quietly as a regal figure slowly approached his quivering body.

Furihata couldn't help…but say, "Seijirou-San…I want to see you! I just….want to see you, My Crimson Angel…"

"You have come here….In pursuit of your deepest urge, In pursuit of that wish, which till now...Has been silent, silent…...I have brought you, that our passions….May fuse and merge -In your mind! You've already succumbed to me, dropped all defenses, and completely succumbed to me -Now you are here with me: No second thoughts, you've decided, decided…." The brunette heard the familiar voice of his Crimson Angel singing to him.

Akashi held his hand fondly and started leading him to the dungeons, "Past the point of no return -No backward glances: The games we've played till now are at an end…Past all thought of 'if' or 'when' -No use resisting: Abandon thought and let the dream descend~! What raging fire shall flood the soul? Which rich desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction lies before us…?"

He kept looking towards the never ending, winding staircase and back to Furihata as he sang more passionately than the tawny eyed male has ever heard him sing before. Both of his eyes were a warm...red color and the way he smiled so gently at Furihata made him blush in embarrassment, but with affection and love for Akashi. The Emperor kept leading him towards his little hidden cavern, the brunette didn't even feel any warning signs popping up in his mind as he simply followed his Crimson Angel into the catacombs, and into the dungeon that Akashi calls home. He knew he shouldn't be letting this happen to him, remembering what happened with Kuroko only a few days prior. Furihata wanted his angel to love him, even a little bit for a small moment….a moment just for the two of them alone.

"Past the point of no return, the final threshold -What warm unspoken secrets will we learn? Beyond the point of no return…." The Emperor sang out in a final tone as he caressed Furihata's face almost lovingly.

"You have brought me...to that moment where words run dry, to that moment where speech disappears into silence, silence….I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why…in my mind, I've already imagined our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent -And now I am here with you: No second thoughts, I've decided, decided….." the brown eyed boy with enthusiasm as he leaned into the touch.

He grabbed Akashi's free hand and lead him towards the bed invitingly….wanting this more than anything else and to give his angel his own hidden message, "Past the point of no return -No going back now: Our passion-play has now, at last begun~! Past all thought of right or wrong -One final question: How long should we two wait before we're one….? When will the blood begin to race? The sleeping bud burst into bloom? When will the flames at last consume us~?!"

Their clothes fell to the floor…piece by piece almost naturally as they prepared to make love and they both sang even more passionately…and lovingly than before, "Past the point of no return, the final threshold -The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn~! We've passed the point of no~…..Return…."

The two lovers sighed into each other, melting into the other's embrace….Furihata even managed to convince Akashi to remove his mask and when he did, all he did was cup the scarred left side as if it were treasure and that he isn't disgusted by the sight at all. Silently smiling, he welcomed his angel's sadness….his anger…the hatred….the betrayal...his innermost desires….and even his own way of awkwardly loving anything or anyone. Between the slick sweat, the lustful moaning and groaning, the soft panting, hot breaths mingling, hands intertwining in a painful grip, sweet kisses peppered all over their bodies, and the sounds of their love making….Furihata felt loved by Akashi and the Emperor actually felt like a person for the first time in his whole life. He didn't deserve the brunette boy and his beautiful, pure love for him. He is a disgusting creature of darkness that uses others for his own benefit, he kills people without any remorse, he even tried to control another to do his bidding just because he wanted him, and he had been a Dictator throughout the years he had lived underneath the Paris Opera House.

Furihata smiled at him gorgeously with honey brown eyes sparkling at him lovingly and Akashi felt human again…...

To Be Continued

Alex: Whew! That was a long chapter! I'm just gonna keep this short! This chapter is dedicated mostly to Akashi's back story and the song used is "Point of No Return". Bet you Peeps didn't expect a duet between Furi-Chan and Akashi-Sama! Anyways, I think this story will be 8 chapters, so we're almost to the end! Please review/favorite and bye bye!