Diary of a Goofy Single Dad

Alex: this is going to be slightly different from the past chapters, be ready for a surprise! Enjoy!


Rosy Gems and Auburn Irises

"It's going to be super cool! Right, Hayato?" a chipper voice questions a taller greenette as Katsuo messes around with the building blocks during recess.

"I-I guess….it'll be nice if a certain someone wasn't going to be there." Hayato replies while eyeing the child he has a hard time getting along with.

A shout the echoed from across the room of, "HEY! Are ya trying to pick a fight with me, Hayato?!"

The brunette tyke laughs at his friends' antics while saying, "Stop it you guys. Why do you always fight?"

In unison, the two look at him with irritated looks in their eyes, "HE STARTED IT! STOP COPYING ME!"

Katsuo just sighs at them since he knows they'll never get along, it's kind of funny to watch. It reminds him of how Akira and Hayato's dads fight whenever they see each other. Aoi walks into the room with a couple of girls and guys following her as always and she sees the two arguing in the far end of the playroom. Tarou comes in slowly after she does while munching on chocolate pocky sticks without as so much a care in the world. With the blunette in the room, Akira jumps in front of her as he challenges her to another game. Everyone else looks at the familiar scene as they turn to whatever they were doing before. It was normal for the redheaded boy to pick fights with either Hayato or Aoi since their parents don't get along and their personalities always clash. Outstretching his hand, Katsuo silently asks Tarou for permission to receive the sweet snack. The giant black haired boy grumbles, but complies as he handed over three pocky sticks. Munching on the chocolate treat, the brunette goes back to playing with his blocks while Akira keeps on fighting with Aoi. He sees a pair of feet which causes him to look up to see who it is. It's another boy in the advanced class whose name he could never remember, but he has talked to him before. The little guy looks shy and a little awkward to be standing in front of Katsuo for some reason or another. He was even shaking in what he guesses is being nervous or embarrassed; that's when the red eyed boy figured out that he gained a secret (not really) admirer.

"Hey, Furihata…..c-c-can I play with you?" the other boy asks with a red fluster on his face.

A sort of deep voice cuts in before he could reply, "Katsuo was already playing with me before you came in."

"Oh! Right! Sorry, I promised Hayato I would play with him today!" the rosy eyed boy quickly said not-so-apologetically as he gave the other boy a small grin.

The poor thing looked flustered, "O-Oh, sorry! I'll be going now…"

Katsuo turns to his best friend while puffing out his cheeks, "That wasn't nice, Hayato. You need to say sorry to him later."

"W-What? I-It wasn't fair for him to play with you when we p-p-promised to play today, y-y-you know?" the green haired glasses wearing boy stuttered out as his face turned redder than any apple in existence and the red eyed tyke swore he saw steam escaping his friend's ears.

Furihata relayed the story of what happened in recess to Takao when he came to pick up Hayato and the black haired man was laughing his ass off. It was pretty funny when you think about it, to be honest. Somehow, his little angel manage to land himself into a messy love triangle and get out of it on the same day. The other boy obviously had a crush on his son and was tying (and failing) to gain the little guy's attention. The fact that Midorima's son of all people stepped into the scene with a monstrous glare and evil glint in his glasses is the icing on the cake. The former Shadow of Shutoko chuckles out that he might lose ten pounds if he kept laughing while the auburn eyed man stared at him, hoping he won't accidentally burst a lung from cackling too long. He was surprised that Hayato would be on the verge of becoming a jealous and possessive lover in the future. Voicing his concerns to his fiancé, he received a not-helpful-at-all piece of advice to just let things go their natural course. Takao settled his worries when he claimed that it's how his green haired son expresses his affections since the little guy's father is the exact same way. Furihata wonders briefly if Hayato fell in love with Katsuo somehow, but tried to explain his behavior as being afraid to lose his best friend or the boys being too young to experience something as complicated as love. When he almost busted a nerve from thinking too hard on the subject, he shrugged it off and realized that it didn't matter if Hayato really is in love with Katsuo. As the red eyed boy's "mother", he'll support the two of them if they truly care for each other that much.

"Hayato looked so red, he was redder than Akira's hair!" his angel exclaimed after re-telling the story.

"Is that right?" is how he decided to reply back to the awe striking tale of the overly embarrassed son of Midorima Shintaro and it still surprises him of how all of that broke down.

Katsuo went on with the incident, "And then, Naoki came to bring Aoi to class and Akira got super red too!"

Aomine Naoki is the second child of The Most Unlikely Couple in the Universe and he is the shyest thing to ever enter the world on two feet. He inherited the former ace's navy blue hair and equally dark blue irises, but got Sakurai's nervousness along with an intense apologetic nature. It's not as bad as his "mom" who always says sorry at any given opportunity. Furihata has a sneaking suspicion that Akira has a crush on the poor thing, but who knows if Kagami will allow it since he has a crazy rivalry with Naoki's father. He knows that his ex-ace will eventually cave in when Kuroko intervenes to support another cavity-causing-sweet future couple. His Sei thinks it's the most amusing thing to watch since the weirdest couples are also showing up within their own children. He doesn't know whether to simply laugh along or just take it stride. His life was no longer considered normal the moment he fell in love with the ex-captain of the Generation of Miracles. Heck, the abnormal became everyday-ordinary-average-daily occurrence that he brushes off all the freakiness that he witnesses every time he interacts with the living, breathing Skittles. Akashi grabs his shoulder gently to remind him about something dealing with flowers or decorations, who knows what since Furihata has a hard time keeping up with the crazy wedding planning. The worst things he dealt with was meeting with his fiancé's dad after six long years; the man may be strapped to a wheelchair nowadays, but he is still as intimidating and freaking scary as ever. It was a horrible experience, he even threw up a little after the "meeting" when it was all over. He felt so embarrassed that his Sei had to take care of him while he was throwing up his precious peanut butter/grape combo and watch it all flush down the toilet with tears of grief in his auburn eyes.

"So Mommy threw up after he met Grandpa." Katsuo tells Hayato during their usual sleep over.

"He did? It must have been hard." the other boy commented as he took off his glasses and placed them on the dresser next to the bed.

The red eyed boy laughs then said, "He was crying too, something about peanut butter and grapes…Mommy is so funny."

Hayato looked stunned at the tale, "I….don't have anything to say to that. But, it's late, let's go to sleep."

"Um….Hayato, can we hold hands?" a timid voice shyly says within the darkness of Katsuo's bedroom and the brunette tyke felt his face light up on fire after saying that.

"I-If we must…" the green haired boy complies as their hands awkwardly intertwine and they fell asleep right next other with small grins on their cute faces.

Furihata smiles like a dork at the scene he is witnessing while secretly taking a photo of the unsuspecting boys then, sent it to Takao to give proof of their cute and endearing romance. He gets a reply that their sons' love story is going better than the both of theirs' combined along with crying emojis that their tales of romance is sad in comparison. Only six years old and already those two figured out who they're in love with. It's kind of sad that it took him like years to realize his love for that crimson haired fiancé of his. Something tells him (self-proclaimed as "Mama Instincts") that Hayato is going to bend to every single one of his son's whims in the future. Whether it's out of love or inability to say "no", Furihata will never know until that time comes around. The day of the wedding is approaching too fast in his opinion and it makes him nervously sick like the day he met Akashi's father all over again. God, why does that happen every time he feel like he's going to have a mental or emotional breakdown?! For the past six years, he has been building on his self-esteem and confidence the moment he found out his pregnancy. It took a long time along with support in the forms of Kuroko and Takao (do NOT ever ask those two to help you, they are most terrifying team in existence) giving him Spartan training to get to where he is now. Because of that though, he still gets uncomfortable in moments that are emotionally stressful to him or if he feels incredibly pressured. Due to that, he throws up whenever that happens which is humiliating and embarrassing at the same time that his cowardly nature did not go away at all. That night after meeting his future father-in-law was spent drowning in relief from the fact that it's over.

He sort of remembered drinking lots of alcohol and wanting to take drugs or both, he'll never know.

All he could recall was being in his Sei's arms all night long, where he wants to be.


DAY OF WEDDING-RECEPTION


Akashi Seijuurou and Furihata Kouki are now officially married.

Okay….so it did not end in disaster like Furihata thought it would be with all the Generation of Miracles, their respective partners, their cute children running around, all the members of the Seirin team, and the members of Rakuzan being present. He was pretty glad that nothing got broken or fights got started at all. He has suspicion on why everyone is being so quiet and obedient. Auburn eyes narrow in accusation at his new husband while his lips pout in deep thought. Akashi, at the moment, is in the middle of a rather soft conversation with Midorima and Reo while Takao was partying like crazy with Kise. Kasamatsu is cradling Hinako in his arms while Aoi contently stares at the golden baby girl. Hanamiya and Nebuya are in what seems to be in an intense eating contest with Kagami as Kuroko looks on at the scene with what seems to be exasperation and love (but, who can tell with that little imp?) in his eyes. Tarou and his father are snacking on cake while Himuro watches the both of them with gentle eyes. Akira is currently holding hands with sweet little Naoki while trying to guide him around the dance floor with a stuttering red face (guess his skills in romance are as bad as his fathers') and an awkward grin. Katsuo is happily talking to Hayato who in turn is flustered beyond belief and they're shyly intertwining their hands with soft blushes on their cheeks. Auburn irises shrink in utter horror at the familiar figure sitting quite a ways from the celebration. Why, oh why, is his father-in-law here?! What has he done in his past life to deserve this treatment? Oh dear god, he's beckoning him over with a simple "come here" motion with his hand. Tightly squeezing his hands in frightened determination, the brunette slowly walks to the far corner where the elder is at and stood in front of THE Akashi Masaomi.

Awkward…..

That word doesn't even hold water to the uncomfortable chill running down his spine as he stares into the stern bloody eyes of his father-in-law. What the hell does he want? For years, this is the man that made his husband's life miserable since the day he could walk. A man who strives for absolute perfection above all else, no room for mistakes in his book. His salt-and-pepper hair and deep wrinkles does not fool the brunette into dropping his guard, he knows better than anyone what this man is capable of. Akashi's dad has money, power, and influence despite his forced retirement from the corporation that the redhead took over. Furihata shivers slightly at the sight of the elder with a growing lump in throat, the feeling of sickness raging deep in his belly. Of course, his nervous habit just had to kick in the moment he is forced to confront his new dad; the brunette swallowed the rather annoying lump that had prevented him from saying something. The only thing that's comforting him somewhat is the fact that he is now married to his beloved Sei and they will finally be a family that he always wanted.

Realizing he had been silent for too long, the brunette tries to keep his cool, "Masaomi-San, thank you for coming here."

The wheelchair bound man huffed, "I could not refuse such a passionate invitation from you, the one Seijuurou decided to spend the rest of his life with."

"Still, I'm grateful that you came here. Sei is actually really happy you came. I'll do anything to make sure that he's happy and loved" was what he decided to say while ignoring the fact that his father-in-law did not actually say anything pleasant, it's actually far from decent too.

"You're just like Shiori in that way." came rather quietly from the elder that could be mistaken to be said out of fondness or exasperation about what he felt for his late wife, but the brunette knew exactly what he meant.

Unable to stop himself, he proclaimed rather boldly, "You loved her…and, Sei too….you just had a hard time expressing it, your son was like that too when we first got together. Masaomi-San, I respect you as Sei's father and my in-law, but I will stand up to you if I have to."

Masaomi's bloody irises turned into a soft burgundy color as he hummed in what seems to be in agreement while contemplating the auburn eyed man's statement, "...I see…you really are like her, I can see why he fell in love with you. Take care of him."

Furihata blinked a million times at his father-in-law's words while trying to comprehend what he just heard. He watched with mild satisfaction, relief, warmth, and happiness as Akashi's father exists the room elegantly (cause, duh, it's his husband's dad) on his wheelchair looking like a regal king. Only those damn Akashi's can make anything look ridiculously effortless and extremely perfect without trying. The lump in his throat went away after that stressful conversation (can he really call it that?) with his new dad. A sigh escaped his lips as his shoulders slump into a relaxed stance when he was approached by Kuroko. The blue haired male was saying something about Akashi looking for him and Katsuo wondering where "Mommy" is at. He briefly chuckles at the re-worded statement coming from his poker faced best friend/best man while searching for his son and husband. Mostly everyone was drunkenly flushed as they were being shoved rather forcefully by Nebuya into taxis to be sent off home. Akira looked miffed that Naoki had to leave with his parents while angrily growling at Aoi who stuck her tongue out at the redheaded boy. Tarou was complaining about his tummy hurting from all the cake he ate as Himuro and Murasakibara worriedly ushered him into their car. Kasamatsu kicked the poor, drunk Kise into a taxi with Hinako in his arms and irritation in his gray-blue eyes. Hayato was being a little stubborn since he did not want to separate from Katsuo which caused Takao to jump in and say that he'll watch over the two boys for the night. That, and a sly wink from the Hawkeyed male with whispers that Furihata is glad that his son won't be home while he enjoys some sexy time with his husband. He had to shoo a snorting Takao away from him as soon as possible. Glowing redder than Kagami's hair and a firetruck combined, he told his red eyed angel that he could sleepover with Hayato.

Kuroko and Kagami carried a sleepy Akira away from the scene as they bid them goodnight. The ride back home was awkward and full of sexual tension that he swore would melt the car they were driving in. Upon entering his sweet abode, the brunette was instantly attacked by his husband the moment they closed the door. Auburn eyes shimmer a honey brown color as they stripped themselves piece by piece of their tight fitting tuxedos and intertwining their hands. He mentally felt himself puff up with pride when he saw the dim glimmer of Akashi's silver wedding band as they walked with precision towards the bedroom that his Sei moved into quite some time ago. He doesn't remember how the hell or when they finally got naked, but he wasn't complaining as he was showered with passionate kisses all over his sweaty form. Like damn, Akashi knows how to work wonders on his nude body and he knew exactly which spots to touch to receive a more enthusiastic reaction from Furihata. In the bedroom, there was something about the fact that they are now married that made it beyond hot or amazing than their past sexy times. It was intimate and seemed to tighten the bond that they have on each other, it felt loving and warm. Full of freaking giddy goodness that fills his heart and sweet-cavity-causing-holy-shit-it's-fucking-unreal type of feelings riling up inside of him as they bucked together in a comfortable, slow rhythm. It was like a dance between two people who love each other more than anything else in the world. Beyond the muffled gasps, butterfly kisses, lustful moans, careful preparation, slick movements, low grunting, and beautiful words was a world that they both finally belong to. Even after all that, it did not stop the redness blooming on his face when the morning sun rose after he remembered the hot night they had. Akashi soon woke up from the gentle shake that he gave him and the brunette smiled at his husband's gentle expression.

Auburn irises look at rosy red gems and there was no where Furihata would rather be.


To Be Continued

Masaomi and Shiori: These are the names of Akashi's parents that I found on his bio. Masaomi means "righteous/victorious retainer", depending on the kanji. Shiori means "(shi) poem, (ori) weave".

AoSaku: Naoki-(blue hair, blue eyes), his name means "docile tree". I know he wasn't mentioned earlier, but he's here now. Aomine's second child and only son, Aoi's younger brother, very shy like Sakurai.

Hayato: tsundere as fuck for Katsuo, I ship him so hard with Katsuo. Vote on who should be seme (dominant) and who would be uke (submissive)!

Alex: Thank you for reading chapter 7! Fluff up your feathers for the next one. Bye bye!