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Chapter 9: The Grand Plan and the Play
"Our class has been sabotaged!"
Sasaki's loud dramatic exclaim caused the entire occupants in the room to fall into a stretched silence before- "Eh?" all of them (except Akashi who only raised both his eyebrows in wonder) set a dumbfounded look.
"Sa-sabotaged?" Furihata, still squirming in Akashi's embrace, was baffled.
"Yes," Sasaki nodded grimly. "Someone put poison in our food! Five important players in our class drama passed out because of this! They are in school infirmary now!"
"Poison?!" Fukuda looked aghast. "Who the hell would go that far for sabotaging a freaking class play?!"
An extremely terrifying realization suddenly dawned on Furihata's (and probably in Mibuchi and Fukuda's) mind as soon as the question left Fukuda's mouth. The three boys were slowly turning to look at Akashi, disbelief, accusation and suspicion written all over their face.
Akashi only looked back at Furihata, still with raised eyebrows. "It wasn't me. I'm here aren't I?" and of course the Emperor Eyes owner denied the silent allegation.
"B-but, just now… you wanted to stop them from performing at what all cost…!" Furihata frowned slightly at Akashi. "Did you—"
"I said it wasn't me," Akashi's mismatched gaze turned icy and Furihata cringed at his chilly tone. "I might be something, but I don't lie," he slowly released Furihata's body and then turned to look at Reo. "I was with you the entire time, Reo. Did you see me talk to anybody else or do something suspicious?"
Mibuchi looked thoughtful for a moment before shaking his head. "Sei-chan is right. He hasn't made any contact with any food since we arrived, and he didn't touch his cell-phone or talk to anybody except me and you guys," he seemed sure of that, so Furihata believed him, oddly feeling relieved.
"Alright," Furihata nodded before he turned to look at Sasaki again. "Sasaki-san, are they all alright?"
"Of course NOT! They passed out!" Sasaki huffed, glaring outrageously at Furihata who stepped back slightly in reaction, afraid that he would upset the agitated girl further. "Anyway, that's not the important part!"
"It's not?" Fukuda threw her an anomalous stare, but Sasaki ignored him.
"I need student council's help! We're due to go on stage less than half an hour and we don't have enough players in our hand!" Sasaki raised her tone an octave higher this time, sounding completely in panic.
"C-calm down… you have a lot of students in your class, right? There's no way you don't have enough players," Furihata tried to futilely calm her down.
"No! No, you don't understand! We perform an all boy players for our play! There are only a few males in our class, you know! And we lost FIVE of them! All important roles! We need boys! Student council should lend us some!" Sasaki insisted, looking frustrated.
"That's impossible! Student council administrators are all busy managing the festival! Besides, a last minute stand in won't be able to memorize the dialogues in time! Why don't you make some of the girls that have been familiar with the lines and the play taking their place?" Fukuda's suggestion was very rational and Sasaki should really consider that, but…
"Then we'll lose our originality! There's no point in making it all boys play if there are girls playing it!" Yep, Sasaki was definitely a stubborn one. "I refuse to be defeated by situation and condition! We work hard for this play! As if we'd succumb to a stupid hindrance…!" she clenched her trembling fist and gritted her teeth.
"Alright," Akashi's cool voice earned him everyone else's mystified attention instantly. "It seems that someone else has beaten me into sabotaging your class play," the dichromatic eyes of golden and ruby glinted slightly when he smirked.
"Uh… Sei-chan?" Mibuchi seemed to feel the tell-tale of a very bad sign, which was promptly assaulting Furihata's mind as well at the 'plotting' flash in Akashi's deep beautiful orbs.
Still, Akashi overlooked Mibuchi's call and continued. "What a cheeky person, trying to take my place as a mastermind. Unforgiveable," now the smirk turned rather sinister, causing everyone to gulp in apprehension. "Fine then, I'll take that challenge."
Akashi turned to look at Sasaki who seemed to get caught immediately in his hypnotic eyes. "I'll lend you some boys to carry on with your class play. But, in one condition…."
"W-what?" Sasaki's voice quivered slightly as she responded to the very sweet offer.
"I get to control the plot of the play. How does that sound?" Akashi softened his expression as he smiled humanely at her and Sasaki only hesitated for a moment before she straightened her body, looking determined.
"Deal. It's a lot better than cancelling the play."
WHAAAAAAT?!—Furihata literally dropped his jaw in shock at the almost easy acceptance.
Oh, Sasaki just didn't know that she had sealed her class fate by making a pact with a devil and Akashi's mirthful expression could only bring a sense of foreboding on Furihata's (and obviously on Mibuchi and Fukuda's) mind.
~Kagami x Kuroko~
"What happened… here?" Kagami actually gawked with bulging eyes as five people were littered out of the changing room of the great hall one by one by the students that had duty in the school clinic to help the school doctor during the festival.
"It seems that some of our classmates were… injured," Kuroko sounded doubtful and concerned for once as he also stared blankly at the disaster in front of them.
"I don't know what happened! They suddenly just collapsed without warning!"
"They were only in the middle of eating onigiri, right?!"
"Oh, right! Those five were the ones that took onigiri in the players' tray!"
"Some remnants of the onigiri are still on the floor!"
"Oh my GOD! What's that black smoke pouring out of the onigiri?!"
"Are those onigiri cursed or something?!"
"Hiiii! That's scary!"
The girls and some boys that were still inside the changing rooms were shouting and screaming and crying vociferously about some creepy onigiri that were scattered on the floor, suspiciously flaring dark aura that was believed to be toxic.
Kagami and Kuroko somehow got a strange sense of déjàvu as they stared at the (apparently) not so innocent pieces of accumulated rice on the floor.
"Kagami-kun… this is…" Kuroko squatted down near the onigiri while trying to carefully poke at it.
"It looks a lot like… Coach Aida's handmade…" Kagami paled slightly as he came closer as well. "How come coach's deadly cooking ended up in this changing room?"
"I smell something fishy," Kuroko said, looking somewhat somber.
"Yes, you smell the onigiri, Kuroko! Who the heck puts raw squid inside onigiri?!" Kagami was officially affronted at that fact. It felt like a personal insult when there was a thing as hideous as onigiri which couldn't be eaten.
It's onigiri for fuck's sake! Who can't make onigiri?!
"But looking at the motive and opportunity, it is unlikely that our coach did this. Or else all the people that ate from the tray would have met the same ending as those five," Kuroko seemed thoughtful like a detective while pointedly ignoring Kagami's constant rant about how inhuman it was that someone could actually mess up making onigiri.
"Our class has been sabotaged."
From the door, Sasaki's voice replied Kuroko's declaration. Both Kagami and Kuroko turned to face the expected bespectacled girl, and yet nearly choked (Kagami) and gasped (Kuroko) when they were met by Akashi Seijuurou's face instead.
"A—Akashi?!" Kagami's strained his voice in alarm as he pointed at the smaller psychotic red head.
"What a coincidence, we met again, Kagami Taiga," Akashi greeted sardonically. "What a ridiculous costume you are wearing. Looks foolish," he added in a mocking tone.
"Sh-shut up! Why are you here?!" Kagami glared heatedly at Akashi while Akashi was looking down on him despite his shorter height.
"He's our savior, Bakagami-kun! Show some respect!" Sasaki emerged behind Akashi and aimed a derisive glare back at Kagami who flinched slightly at the hard tone she used. Then he growled as he saw the superior smirk adorning Akashi's face for that.
"Iinchou! Why are you with him?! He's a menace to society!" Kagami immediately complained at her for siding with the enemy.
"Quiet! We're in dire situation here! Just listen to our plan! Everyone, gather around!" then Sasaki clasped her palms noisily several times to attract the other students' attention as well.
Akashi didn't seem too interested in the assembling process as his dichromatic orbs were scanning the room and his Emperor Eyes immediately landed on Kuroko who visibly fiddled with the hem of his frilly long sleeves of the princess' dress.
"Tetsuya," Akashi called while smiling fondly at the bluenet.
"Akashi-kun," Kuroko nodded in recognition, still as expressionless as usual, but Kagami could see the weariness in his pale blue spheres. It seemed that he wasn't thrilled in the slightest seeing Akashi show up there.
"You look fantastic with that dress. Very amazing and beautiful," Akashi complimented and approached Kuroko to Kagami's total chagrin. He didn't know what Akashi was up to, but it couldn't be good.
"Thank you, but why are you here, Akashi-kun?" Kuroko asked composedly, unlike all the people around him which were tense and growing restless while Sasaki started to brief them with the new arrangement
"I came because someone is being very arrogant by trying to steal my spot in creating mayhem to your class play. So to get back at whoever it is, I'll make sure that your drama will be valued no less than number one in this festival," Akashi answered with a gentle smile.
What kind of bizarre reason is that?!—Kagami gaped at Akashi and scowled in indignation when Akashi made his move to take Kuroko's hand and kiss the back of his palm.
"So, you will become my princess in this play," Akashi said and Kuroko seemed to freeze on the spot at that assertion.
"Wait a damn second!" Kagami quickly interrupted the slightly (annoying) intimate moment by pulling Kuroko away from Akashi. "Kuroko is my princess, you psychotic bastard!" and of course he glared at Akashi, completely on fire because he wouldn't lose to anyone being Kuroko's best partner.
"Hoo, it seems that I have to teach you another lesson so you will know your damn place, huh, Kagami Taiga?" Akashi's mismatched eyes were also in ablaze, seemingly enraged since he actually cussed (and Kagami had never ever heard Akashi cuss before) when the red head accepted Kagami's spontaneous challenge.
"This is getting interesting," Ayasaki whispered breathlessly in the background.
"True," Tamaki's eyes were sparkling and Sasaki nodded in satisfaction.
"Alright! Akashi-san will lend us some boys for us to continue with our original plan to go on show with our 'Doll Princess'. However, because of the last minute substitution, we will not play by the script! The general plot will be the same, but the players will have to improvise on stage! Now, costumes, makeup! Get ready to dress up our new boys! Background! Double check all the properties and lighting! Let's do this the best we can!" Sasaki was in high spirit as she directed everyone's movement and they obeyed her immediately because they had the same purpose, to be number one in this festival.
"See you on stage, Tetsuya," Akashi smiled again at Kuroko before he retreated to discuss something with Sasaki.
…
"Why… has our lives turned into this mess?" Kuroko was actually lamenting (after being silent for awhile) over the chaos that would surely happen on stage later even though he was still in his trade-mark deadpanned expression.
"Tell me about it," Kagami completely agreed as he heaved a long suffering sigh. "But, what the hell is Akashi doing in our school festival? Can he actually crash our play just like that? He can't be planning something terrible, can he?" Well, he couldn't help feeling very worried about it.
An thus, the ominous premonition was proven very true when minutes later (after Akashi texted on his cell phone) the group of Miracle Rainbows showed up one by one at the changing room, claiming that they were summoned by the smirking ex-captain.
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"Ryouta, you will become Prince Taiga's sister," Akashi commanded.
"EH?!" the blond looked shocked as he was caught by some squealing girls as soon as he stepped inside the room, and was immediately dragged to the secluded area where they could freely and eagerly strip him off of his current clothes and put a yellow-golden-white colored long dress and long-blond wig on him efficiently despite his shrill cry of 'Nooooooo!'.
"Aomine will be Prince Taiga's best friend," Akashi continued, giving a check mark on the paper nonchalantly.
"WHAT?!" Aomine squawked, but couldn't exactly protest since the girls that were in charge of his costume and makeup had big boobs. Though, he still had time to mutter about how impossible it was for him to become that Bakagami's best friend no matter in what circumstances they were, but that was beside the point.
"Shintarou will become the wizard," Akashi decided, to Midorima's offense.
"You've got to be kidding me," Midorima hissed, squeezing the straw doll on his hand while his other hand pushed up his glasses.
"No, I don't. Take him," Akashi didn't exactly laugh as Midorima was also caught before the green haired teen could run away, by another crowd of girls. He was actually squeaking as he was dragged away to Akashi's slight amusement.
"As for Atsushi… Prince Taiga's bodyguard," Akashi said, giving a look at Murasakibara who seemed rather bored and bothered.
"Aka-chin…"
As Akashi could detect the complaint at the tip of Murasakibara's tongue, he added, "The price of your cooperation will be 'all you can eat' coupon from class 3C cosplay café. I heard the sakura cake-rice there is to die for," because bribe could get him anywhere with Murasakibara, obviously.
"…Let's do this." Murasakibara complied immediately, looking rather zealous, even.
See?—Akashi smirked again.
"Huh? We are missing one person," Ayakashi quipped.
"Oh, really? Then, Reo…" Akashi looked around, but his senior wasn't there. "Where is he?" He pressed his lips into a thin line, getting annoyed because that older boy didn't follow his order to tag along him.
"Akashi-san, why don't you join up onstage as well?" Sasaki suggested.
"What?" Akashi frowned. He wanted to direct them, not playing incredulous roles with them.
"That's totally alright! I think this role will suit you perfectly!" Tamaki also spoke up to convince him.
"I don't particularly—" Akashi was still about to refuse, but he was interrupted again as Ayasaki squealed.
"That's it! Akashi-san is the KING!"
That actually made Akashi silent, totally considering. "The King…"
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?!" Well, of course the other players that knew him (i.e. Kise, Aomine and Midorima who was still in the middle of changing) shouted in total horror and incredulity, while Kagami dropped his jaw, Murasakibara widened his eyes and Kuroko looked stunned.
"That seems interesting," Akashi smiled seeing their interesting colorful reaction. Moreover, thinking that he could actually control the play as the King in it… what a fitting fate, "Very well. Dress me up," he resolutely agreed.
Yes. This is bound to get explosive.
~Kagami x Kuroko~
"Haah… what should we do? We couldn't stop Akashi Seijuurou from meddling with Kuroko and Kagami's class play…! What will happen to this drama?" Furihata was worried sick as he sat on one of the seats that he and Fukuda had reserved for them and their basketball club, in the great hall. The seats were nicely situated three rows in front of the stage where they could see every nook and crook on the stage from the seats angle.
However, good seats didn't make Furihata feel better in the slightest about this uncanny state of affairs. He was pale and his hands were cold and clammy because of his nervousness.
"Coach Aida will kill us for sure… and the student council president as well… and the principal," Fukuda's face turned rather green at this point. He looked close to puking.
"Ugh…! Let's just hope that he won't mess the play too much…" despite his hopeful words, Furihata knew it was like… an unattained dream, just like his crush who still didn't look at him as a potential lover even though Seirin basketball team went into final in Winter Cup last time.
"Furihata-kun! Fukuda-kun!"
Riko's voice startled them as they turned around edgily to face the horde of their senpai and kouhai who were obviously keyed up to see this drama as well.
"C-coach! Senpai and… everyone!" Furihata immediately waved at them, his heartbeat going crazy, very anxious if they could catch on his and Fukuda's mess.
"T-the seats are ready! H-here!" Fukuda pointed at the seats for them.
"Wow, these are nice seats!" Izuki exclaimed as he hurriedly sat on the seat at the middle.
"Ah, Izuki! I want to sit there!" Koganei, no longer in a cat-maid costume –to everyone's utter disappointment–, protested exuberantly.
"So noisy! There are a lot of good seats, Koga. Just sit there beside him already!" Hyuuga pushed the shorter boy who pouted at him in return.
"Huh, Kiyoshi, you're still wearing your Dracula costume?" Tsuchida asked as Kiyoshi sat beside Hyuuga who made a disgruntled noise about the brunet being too close and 'move further away, damn it!'
"Don't have time to change. Besides, Host Hyuuga seems to love this costume," Kiyoshi grinned, his hand sneaking to Hyuuga's waist again which caused Hyuuga to slap it hard.
"I absolutely HATE Dracula!" Hyuuga yelled, denying that vehemently.
"Come on guys! Hurry and sit already! First years can sit behind us," Riko exasperatedly organized the pack of boys who apparently were noisier than some group of girls that were already seated some rows behind them.
"Coach, why are you dressed like a boy?" one of the first years asked curiously.
"That's because my class is a host club right now. I can't dress like a girl if I want to attract the girls, can't I?" Riko huffed at him. "Alright! Enough chattering! Behave!" and she barked an order that was immediately answered with 'yes mam!' by the younger boys.
"Mitobe, is it alright to leave your post? What about the café?" Izuki then asked as Mitobe sank at the seat beside Koganei.
Mitobe nodded at Izuki with a small reassuring smile as Koganei chirped, "He already prepared plenty of foods to feed an army of five hundred people. No worries!"
"But our estimation for the visitors is close to a thousand, right?" Hyuuga sweated slightly as he seemed to remember that, while still trying to shove Kiyoshi's adventurous hand away from him.
"And we will get more than 50% votes for our popularity poll," Riko grinned gleefully as she was about to sit down on the seat at the end of the row.
"Ara? Isn't it Seirin's team?"
Looking upward and slightly turning around, everyone was met with a cute girl with beautiful long pink hair and a sexy body. The boys (especially the first years) drooled slightly seeing her. Riko glared at all of them and they immediately looked away, sweating fearfully.
"Momoi-chan, you came, huh?" Despite her slight infuriation, Riko still smiled as she was greeting Momoi. Then she seemed to notice another person behind her, the timid boy from Touou. Riko raised her eyebrows at that. "With Sakurai-kun?"
"Of course! I won't miss the glory of my Tetsu-kun as a princess onstage!" Momoi squealed excitedly. "Oh, and Sakurai-kun is here because Dai-chan forced him to come," she continued as an afterthought.
"G-good afternoon," Sakurai bowed deeply. "Sorry for intruding," he said, smiling nervously.
"Why are you apologizing…?" Riko's sweat dropped at that.
"Indeed. Sakurai-kun should be more confident!" Momoi slapped Sakurai's back as the boy winced and squeaked. Momoi giggled as she moved forward and didn't seem to see that there was a small stair on her path that she slipped her foot. "Ah!"
"Momoi-chan!" Riko, being the closest and the fastest to react, immediately stood and caught the pink haired girl before she could fall while Sakurai was panicking at the background, frantically apologizing for not reacting quick enough, but he was thoroughly ignored by the two girls.
"That's dangerous. Be careful with your step. There are stairs here," Riko said, holding Momoi's slightly taller body closely while helping her to regain her balance.
"T-thank you, senpai…" Momoi looked at Riko and her current masculine appearance, rather astonished for awhile after Riko let go of her before Momoi's cheeks turned rather rosy. "Senpai looks very cool," she said coyly afterwards.
"Really?" Riko chuckled, looking rather bashful suddenly. "Come on, sit here. The show is about to begin!"
"Okay!" Momoi grinned cheerily as she followed Riko and sat on the seat behind her.
"Um… I-I'm sorry for… huh? W-what about me?" Sakurai looked lost as he looked around to find himself a seat. Apparently, he decided to settle down at the back row afterwards, undoubtedly not wanting to cause a further inconvenience to everyone around him.
"Are there still vacant seats here?" Takao's face showed up in the great hall a minute later, along with Kasamatsu.
"Sheesh, those selfish Miracle bastards! How come they always ditch us for their ex-captain?" Kasamatsu clearly grumbled angrily as he took a seat behind Momoi while Takao asked another girl if the seat beside her was taken. She blushed and shook her head shyly and then squealed at the girl beside her when Takao took the seat there between her and Kasamatsu.
"Couldn't be helped. They have such a strong bond until now after all," Himuro's voice answered Kasamatsu's nitpick and both he and Takao turned to Himuro's direction at the seat across their row.
"Wow… you're Himuro from Yousen. Geh! You came from Akita for this festival?!" Takao looked very surprised, and amazed apparently.
"Atsushi really wanted to come, so…" Himuro gave Takao a rueful smile.
"Sometimes I feel very sorry for us for having ever been one of those Miracle idiots' partners…" Kasamatsu sighed deeply.
"Agreed," Takao mourned openly.
"That means all the GoM are here, huh…?" Furihata's sweat dropped as he saw all the Miracle sidekicks sitting just behind his senpai and beside his kouhai.
"But, where are they, the GoM…?" Fukuda seemed to wonder because all the GoM weren't exactly there in the great hall as the spectators.
Furihata and Fukuda looked at each other before they caught a sight of Mibuchi Reo entering the great hall from the backstage direction. The raven saw them and gave them a rather uneasy smile and it immediately clicked on Furihata's mind as he turned white.
"No way…!"
Oh yes, Furihata felt like fainting for real right about now.
~Kagami x Kuroko~
"Ladies and gentlemen! Now after 30 minutes of break, we will present you another drama play! From the creator of original drama script that won a national competition last year, brought and presented by Class 2B, Doll Princess!"
The presenter shouted enthusiastically into the microphone and his voice echoed throughout the great hall. The audiences clapped their hands in happy cheer for awhile before the sound started to die down and the light in the room dimmed to accommodate the light on the stage.
There was a bell sound and then slow tuned music began to play. The curtain on the stage was opening slowly until a big palace background made appearance there. Then the dry ices took their role in filling the stage floor with supposedly frosty mist.
"Long-long ago," the narrator's voice was heard a minute later, "There was a kingdom in a prosper land. The kingdom was ruled by an amazing king, strong in combat, brilliant in politics. The king was thoughtful of his people and his people loved him dearly in return. He had beautiful elegant caring wife that was pretty much in love with him and an adorable crown prince that looked up to him very much. He was very happy as a husband, as a father and as a ruler.
"However, like in every fairy tale that had ever existed, the King's happiness didn't last very long. As the queen was pregnant with another child, she grew weaker day by day and by the time she gave birth to a princess for the kingdom to love, the queen passed away."
The narrator stopped speaking and a light swept the ground on the stage where there was a little boy, probably 6 year old, with spiky double colored red-brown hair and split eyebrows, that started to cry rather miserably, showing his big watery crimson orbs with such miraculously adorable expression on his face.
The female audiences immediately swooned at the cuteness while the Seirin basketball club widened their eyes in shock.
"Who the heck is that kid?" Hyuuga gaped.
"He's a splitting image of Kagami!" Koganei dropped his jaw.
"Only in a kid version?" Kiyoshi tilted his head aside, looking confused.
"So cuuuute!" Riko and Momoi squealed in delight.
On the stage, a second light came up illuminating another spot where a red haired king with mismatched eyes looking down at the boy from his throne.
"Eh…? That's…!" Izuki trembled, paling.
"AKASHI SEIJUUROU?!" everyone (including Takao, Kasamatsu and Himuro) shouted in horror.
"SSSSSH!" the other students shushed them scornfully.
Back on stage, king Akashi was still staring unblinkingly at the crying little boy for a good full minute before he opened his mouth and- "Who is this?"
Every audience and the king's advisor was floored instantly, while little prince Kagami made a choked sound (probably withholding a surprised laughter).
"Your Majesty! It's Prince Kagami! Your crown prince!" the advisor half shouted ridiculously and Akashi coughed once, apparently trying to conceal his mistake.
"I know that." Akashi said.
LIAR!—and everyone thought of that in retort, judging by their incongruous stare.
"Why is Akashi Seijuurou here, ONSTAGE?!" Riko screamed in undertone, not wanting to get kicked out of the great hall. She didn't ask anyone in particular, but she wished someone would answer that.
"Aaaa! This is disaster!" Furihata covered his face, not ready to face the chaos that would surely ensue there.
"It's just… I don't remember raising a crybaby as my crown prince," king Akashi continued, looking pointedly at the boy who froze at his rather eerie stare. "I already taught you that crying wouldn't solve problems, right… Kagami?"
Instead of stopping his cry, little prince Kagami cried harder, looking very much terrorized by Akashi's frightening smile.
"Your Majesty! What's the good in scaring prince Kagami like that?!" the advisor looked exasperated as he squatted down to lift the small prince, trying to comfort the still sobbing boy.
What the hell is this play?—Big beads of sweats rolled down on the audiences' cheeks on their seats, looking at the scene ludicrously.
"Ck. It's too troublesome." King Akashi clicked his tongue, looking bothered. "Give him to me," then he commanded his advisor while spreading his arms.
"Eh?" the advisor looked hesitant and the little prince was obviously struggling because he didn't want to, but Akashi's firm glare made the advisor cringe as he didn't have a choice but to offer the crying sacrificial lamb to the devil.
"Aaaah! The little kid will be eaten!" one of the audiences shouted in panic.
Well, look at that. Things started to heat up as the audiences were beginning to immerse themselves in the play, and the first scene even hadn't finished yet.
"Listen to me, little one," king Akashi seemed to try to be patient as he spoke, even though the squirming boy in his arms were still sniffing restlessly, looking mighty scared. "Crying only makes you tired. When you cry, all the frustration, anger and sadness melt away with those tears that you shed, leaving behind only fatigue. If you hold them down, you can turn them into a source of energy, a power to make you stronger."
"Huh? Where have I ever heard those lines before…?" Furihata scrunched up his face.
"That's why. Stop crying," king Akashi commanded once again to the child, putting his forehead on the little prince's. "You are a man, aren't you?" then king Akashi showed the little boy a gentle, fatherly smile that caused everyone to gasp as if their hearts were pierced by the 'love' in those words.
Papa Akashiiiiii!—the audiences were completely teary eyed as they saw the sweet moment.
"That… isn't that…?" Fukuda was apparently recognizing the lines as well.
"The dialog that was spoken by Oga Tats*** in Beelze*** episode ***," Furihata remembered, his expression falling.
Is that okay, such plagiarism?! Where's the originality again?!—and their feelings were pretty much conflicted at this point.
However, despite the cool lines from his supposedly father, the little prince Taiga didn't seem to be moved as he continued with his sniffling and sobbing (probably still feeling terrified of Akashi's creepy smile earlier), obviously annoying king Akashi as he sighed.
There was a suspicious snorting sound from the speaker as the narrator continued. "Drown with his deep grief, little Prince Kagami continuously cried until the King ordered the most prominent wizard in the kingdom to make a human sized doll with the appearance of his late wife."
Change of scene, the curtain was closed for a minute before it was opened again for the second scene where Akashi was still sitting leisurely on his throne as he commanded. "Summon my kingdom wizard here."
"At once, Your Majesty!" the guards scurried hurriedly to the back stage before he emerged again from behind the curtain while announcing. "His Excellency has arrived!"
Then the great wizard, Master Midorima with all his sophisticated layers of robe and old looking golden staff, came onstage, walking briskly until he stopped in front of Akashi. "What do you want?" and he spoke crudely at the king, surprising everyone on and off stage because-
Is that how you're supposed to speak with a king?!—they thought incredulously again.
"Oh my GOD! That's Shin-chan!" Takao almost doubled over in hilarity as he pointed at the green haired boy while all the Seirin members widened their eyes again, almost popping them out of their sockets as they yelped.
"Why is Midorima ONSTAGE as well?!"
"SSSSSH!" and again, the other students shushed them, glaring at them to shut up.
"Always full of scowl… Shintarou. Keep it and you surely will get wrinkles on your brows in no time," king Akashi chuckled in humor, seeming to have fun mocking his wizard.
Apparently the wizard and the king didn't get along here.
"Firstly, my name is Midorima, not this 'Shintarou' you keep spouting out. And two, I've lived a thousand years, Your Majesty, it's completely NORMAL to have wrinkles on my brows," the wizard responded almost imperturbably, but he pushed up his glasses and showed Akashi how irritated he was for this idiotic charade.
"Is that so? You strike me as a 'Shintarou' kind of guy, though," king Akashi smirked, still intending to prolong his fun.
The wizard took a deep breath and counted to ten before he spoke again. "What task do you want to give me, Your Majesty? I'd prefer if you hurry because I still have a lot of things to do after this," he said, offering his service despite the obvious reluctant.
"How thoughtful, my dear," king Akashi smirked as wizard Midorima winced at the 'dear' word. "Alright, I'll cut to the case. Make me a doll, will you?"
There was a pregnant silence befalling onstage before the wizard asked, "For your new hobby?"
The audiences erupted in uproarious laughter at that response as king Akashi set a scary sinister smirk that caused even wizard Midorima to show an 'eep—!' expression.
"I believe if your eyes aren't just hollow holes, unless you wanted them that way, I'd be happy to assist, my dear. You see, my little crown prince is very sad that he lost his mother in such young age. No matter what I do, he won't stop crying. That's why… I want you to make a doll that looks like his mother, so he won't be too lonely and every time he misses her, he can always see that her mother is still with him through that doll," king Akashi explained.
There are so many unnecessary threats in there!—the audience felt pity towards the green haired wizard who looked troubled at the request.
"I understand, but you must take a note that something that's created from my hands is bound to possess a soul. You must treat that soul kindly as you treat human being, my King. Is that acceptable condition?" the wizard warned haughtily.
"Whatever you say, but seriously, are you a retard? Doll can't have a soul. Don't say such silly thing." Though, king Akashi dismissed the warning and still wanted that doll made for his little crown prince.
"I'm not responsible if you get cursed," the wizard shrugged and muttered indifferently as he efficiently left the stage.
W-what on earth kind of play is this? Shouldn't this be a romantic comedy? It doesn't look like romantic comedy, but more like an ABSURD comedy!—all the Seirin thought inwardly while sweating bullets as Kasamatsu was dumbfounded, while Himuro was blinking confusedly and Takao was still laughing his ass off choking out words like 'Shin-chan… a wizard… OMG! Ahahahaha!' yep, and wheezing as well for a good measure.
What in the world will happen to this drama play?!
End of Chapter 9
Tbc…
A/N: Sorry for the late update. I actually wanted to post this yesterday, but I got held up at the how to tell the drama play scene since I hadn't decided how it would have been before (which would be told in the audiences POV, since it's funnier that way *lol*) and yes! Akashi's plan is this *giggles* even though his reason is a bit off *mad laughs*. I hope this is funny for you. It will get even more hilarious in the next chapter! Saa, let me hear what you think! XD
