This was originally supposed to me fulfilling a request but I goofed up on it so just think of this chapter as an extra chapter from me. As the person who requested the one I'm supposed to write, you'll have to wait a little. I'm terribly sorry! Anyway, please enjoy this special~!

I forgot to mention that this chapter is a little bit in to the future.

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The Marriage Life: Akashi Seijuro - [The Day Before]

Midorima fixed his glasses before he crossed his arms and glared at his light green collared shirt on the ironing board. He couldn't stop the frustrated sigh that left his lips, his eyebrow twitching as his eyes couldn't leave that one spot. He grabbed the iron once again and this time he pressed harder on the spot, aggressively moving the iron back and forth on the fabric.

Why. Won't. This. Wrinkle. Go. Away.

He removed the iron from the shirt and sprayed some more starch on the area but no matter what he did, this wrinkle wasn't going away!

"Shin! I'm going!" Midorima felt a pair of lips on his cheek and he glanced down to find his wife dashing away from him. "I'll be back in an hour!"

"Stay safe." He replied, his attention turning back to the wrinkle. What the hell was he doing wrong? He scratched the back of his head and continued to iron the spot.

"Oh, Shintarou!" Midorima turned his head towards the door of his bedroom and found his wife poking her head in. "Akashi-san is in the living room."

"Akashi?"

"Yeah. I met him at the front door. Anyway! See ya!" She quickly ran away, yelling down the hallway that she was late. Midorima smiled faintly to himself at her energy and unplugged the iron from the outlet. He guessed he'll try and figure out this annoying problem later. Besides, he certainly wanted to know why Akashi made this rare visit to his house especially since it's the day before his wedding. Maybe a change of plans or something? Whatever it is, it interested him.

He made his way to the living room and walked down the stairs as Akashi's red hair came into view. He was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed as he stared into space. He looked like he was in deep thought and Midorima almost didn't call out to him but as soon as he reached the main floor, Akashi's head turned to look at him. His senses were still as keen as ever.

"Shintarou."

"This is rare. What brings you here?" Midorima began to move and went to sit on the sofa opposite of him. "Especially, since it's the day before your wedding."

"Your wife's a very lovely lady." Akashi unfolded his legs and leaned forward until his elbows rested on his knees. "I can see why you fell in love with her."

Midorima paused, wondering why he avoided his question. "...Okay?"

"She's very energetic." He commented, clasping his hands and looking away from him.

"You didn't just come here to talk about my wife, right?" Subconsciously, Midorima grew annoyed. He didn't mean to get jealous but sometimes he couldn't help it. With his reply, he heard a sigh coming from Akashi and then silence. The ticking sounds of the grandfather clock in the corner echoed around the living room. The air around him was heavy and filled with tension. Midorima could already tell this wasn't good news.

"There might not be a wedding tomorrow." Midorima's eyes widen at Akashi as he broke the silence. "(f/n) and I got into a fight. It was bad to the point where she left the house crying..." He ran his fingers through his red locks, another sigh leaving his lips.

Midorima was stunned on the maybe-cancelled wedding but he was even more stunned at the fact that Akashi let his guard down in front of him. He looked like a broken man and it was a look that Midorima never saw on him before, from middle school to now. He was clearly troubled especially if he had to come to Midorima for help.

"What did you guys argue about?" Midorima leaned forward. He was eager to help his friend. This was a rare moment after all.

"She told me I stressed her out with the whole one-week-till-the-wedding thing. She got mad that I kept it a secret from her even though I was only trying to surprise her. I thought she'll understand that I'm doing this to make her happy. We then got angry and said some rude things to each other and then she ran out..." Akashi remained silent after his explanation, his eyes on the decorated vase that showcased a flower on top of the coffee table in front of him. He honestly didn't know why you were so mad. He had everything ready in order to get married, all he had to do was propose to you and he did. So what was the problem?

Akashi's eyes flickered to Midorima when he saw him crossing his arms. "That's why she's so mad."

"Why?"

"I don't know know how your fiancée is but I know that if I did that to my wife, she'll be really upset at me. If I just go and plan our wedding without her knowing for the last six months and then proposed to her the week before, she would get stressed out as well. You're not letting her have enough time to mentally prepare for it." Akashi's eyes widen to Midorima's explanation, realization kicking in. "Planning a wedding is something that requires both of you, not one of you. It probably made her feel like she wasn't needed or her opinions don't matter. The two of you are both getting married. It's both your day so knowing that she was left out on planning such a special day probably made her feel down. The surprise is usually the proposal not the wedding, you know?"

"I see..." Akashi lowered his eyes. "Should I cancel the wedding then?"

"Ah, no." Midorima shook his head and then pushed up his glasses with his fingers. "Because that'll be a waste of time and money. Just go talk to her."

"Talk to her...?" Akashi mumbled to himself, closing his eyes for a moment before looking back at Midorima. He stood up from his seat. "Do you know where she could be?"

His very phone that vibrated in his back pocket answered his question.

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A soft sigh left Kuroko's lips when he held out another tissue for you to take. You snatched it from his hands and blew a huge ball of snot in it before placing it in a plastic bag full of the same content. Used tissues.

"I just can't believe him, Tetsuya." Kuroko handed out more tissues towards you and you gladly accepted them. This time drying the tears that rolled down your cheeks. "I just thought that he'll understand my feelings if I told the truth... But now I know he doesn't care what I think."

"Don't say that. I'm sure Akashi-kun is on his way here right now."

"Seijuro doesn't care about me, Tetsuya. He made it clear... The wedding's probably going to be canceled." More tears rolled down your cheeks as you repeated the words that appeared in your mind.

"Do you really believe for all the ten years that you two have been together that he never cared for you?"

You stayed silent to Kuroko's question, wiping away your tears with your wrists. No. You knew for sure that Akashi cares about you. He always treated you right even when he knew you were in the wrong.

"By you not answering, I'm pretty sure the answer's no." Kuroko stood up from the couch when a piercing cry sounded out from inside one of the rooms. "Look, if Akashi-kun comes, you're buying me a vanilla milkshake." And with that, Kuroko left the living room to go cater to the shrill cries in the other room, leaving you to dig deep in your thoughts. Akashi was the very thing that clouded your mind. It's been a while since the two of you had fought. You had your small arguments from time to time but never anything this big in a while. You sighed heavily, combing your fingers through your hair. You didn't know what to do. Your eyes wandered to your cell phone on top of the center table in front of you. Maybe you should text him or maybe call him? All you knew was that you needed to talk to him but...

Another sigh left your lips. He's probably still angry with you. It's understandable. You said some pretty mean things to him before running out of the house. You wouldn't be surprised if he just broke off the engagement and left you. But thinking like that just brings you to tears. If only he just understood the amount of stress you went through for the past six days and the fact that you had no idea what was going to happen in your own wedding. He just went and plan it all by himself. It was so selfish!

You pulled out another tissue from the tissue box in front of you and blew your nose. In amidst of you clearing your nostrils of mucus, the doorbell of Kuroko's house rang off and you turned to look behind you when you heard Kuroko's voice. He was cradling a baby in his arms, lightly bouncing to calm it down some more.

"Can you answer that? I need to go get some formula." With a knowing smile, Kuroko disappeared into his kitchen. You followed his request and got up from the couch.

"Coming!" You called out when the bell rang repeatedly—quite aggressively actually. You unlocked the door and then opened it. And you gaped at who was standing beyond the door.

There was your fiancé, Akashi Seijuro, standing outside Kuroko's house with a large bouquet of red roses in his arms.

"May I come in?" He simply asked and you couldn't help but nod as you moved aside to allow him in. He walked in as gracefully as ever, removing his shoes at the doorway before stepping in the living room. You quickly shut the door. Questions arising in your mind as you tightly held the doorknob. How did he know you were here? And what's with the roses?

You turned to join Akashi in the living room, shyly walking in as you spotted him standing in the middle of the room. Kuroko emerged from the kitchen, his blank expression unchanging when he spotted Akashi.

"You owe me a vanilla milkshake." He said while walking to another part of the house with his child in his arms suckling on a bottle.

Some part of you didn't want Kuroko to leave you alone with him but Kuroko probably wanted to get away from this awkward atmosphere as soon as possible. And knowing that you owed him a vanilla milkshake wasn't making you feel any better.

"These are for you." Your eyes flickered to Akashi when he spoke. He took a step towards you and held out the bouquet.

"Really?" You took the bouquet from his hands. "I thought they were for Tetsuya." You stifled a chuckle when Akashi furrowed his brows. He didn't like your joke but you said anything to relieve this awkwardness between you two. You just wanted things to go back the way it used to be. Just seeing Akashi like this, blew every ounce of anger and stress you were once feeling a moment ago. A small sigh left you and you looked away from him.

"I'm sorry." Simultaneously, you both apologize, and both of your downcast eyes flickered up to meet with each other's.

"No. I should be. I wasn't thinking about your feelings on this. I acted on my own where I shouldn't have especially since it's going to be such an important day. We're going to be husband and wife and we're about to make a serious commitment." Akashi paused, looking for a reaction from you but you didn't react to anything just yet and waited for Akashi to continue. He took a step towards you. "I'm here to ask for your forgiveness. I want to make this right. I want tomorrow to come with no problems and... I want to see you in that wedding dress you picked out. So please...?" He reached out to grab one of your hands, his large eyes strongly gazing into yours. "Can you forgive me?"

You stayed quiet, taking in the passion that oozed from his eyes. His thumb brushed against the engagement ring on your finger as he patiently waited for your reply.

"Um." You looked down on the floor, searching through different phrases in your head and eliminating the ones that didn't sound too good. You were happy that Akashi came all this way to apologize but you knew that you had to do the same. You raised your lowered eyes to look at your fiancé. "I owe you an apology as well. I'm sorry for calling you a tyrant..."

"You're just a tyrant that wants to control every little thing!" You stormed out of the house, wiping the tears that spilled from your eyes.

Your heart grew heavy when you recalled those horrible words that left your lips. You could only imagine how hurt Akashi must have felt when you said that. He always told you how people would call him a tyrant behind his back and for his lover to actually call him the same thing must be really painful.

"I was just speaking out of anger. You're not a tyrant, Seijuro. I'm really sorry."

Akashi shook his head. "I know I like to plan things ahead of time and sometimes I get too out of control and expect people to follow whatever I say. I still believe my way is right but I should learn to consider people's feelings about my actions."

You chuckled at his words, "knowing you, Seijuro, I believe even if you do consider people's feelings, you'll still get what you want."

A soft smile graced his features. "You know me well."

"Heheh, of course!" You two shared a moment smiling at each other, enjoying the awkwardness that left but soon, silence started to fill in instead. And to prevent the awkwardness from returning, you asked a question that lingered in the back of your mind. "Is there still a wedding tomorrow?"

"I should be asking you that." Akashi took a step towards you and placed his hands on top of your shoulders. He stared you down with eyes filled with uncertainty. "Do you still want to be my wife?"

The uncertainty in his eyes disappeared once a soft smile grew on your face. You nodded as you raised your hand and placed it on his chest. "Do you still want to be my husband?" He cracked a smile at your question, his hand moving to cup your cheek. Soon, you felt a pair of lips covering your own and softly moving against them. His hand that was once on your shoulder was found on your hip. You moved your arms to rest on his shoulders, the bouquet slipping from your fingertips.

"Wa-Wait... The roses..." You whispered against his lips as you broke the kiss.

"Leave them." His lips came crashing against yours. The bouquet that fell upon the floor well forgotten as all focus was on his tongue that invaded your mouth. He was more aggressive than the last kiss. Displaying his dominance by the movement of his tongue.

"Do you know how long it's been since I've kissed you?" He spoke between kisses, his breath tangling with yours.

"Since this morning..."

"Exactly..." His lips met with yours again. You stumbled back a bit but Akashi swiftly covered the space you made and held your body against his. You closed your eyes and melted into his kiss, your fingers caressing his red locks as you felt his hands roam your body.

"Sei…" A gasp like moan left your lips when his hands wandered to your backside and gave it a quick squeeze. You heard a deep naughty chuckle coming from him as he smirked against your lips, shushing you before meeting your lips once again.

"As happy as I am that you guys made up, can you please continue this at your house?" With a yelp, you pushed away from Akashi and separated yourself from him. You turned to face Kuroko with redness spread across your cheeks. He was standing near you two and you couldn't help but wonder how he snuck up on the two of you without noticing him.

"Oh! S-Sorry, Tetsuya." You stuttered out, scratching the back of your neck. Ugh, you couldn't believe he saw that.

"Thank you, Tetsuya, for helping us." Akashi smiled softly at him, not bothered at all that Kuroko saw such an intimate moment.

"You're welcome. I look forward to the wedding tomorrow." He returned the smile.

"Don't be late!" You laughed, linking your arms together with Akashi's. "I owe you a vanilla milkshake, all right?"

"Make it extra large."

"Wha—Psh! Whatever!" You scoffed as you walked with Akashi to the door. Kuroko watched the two of you from behind, grinning at each other. He couldn't help but feel his lips curl up at the sweet sight.

Akashi directed his smile at you. "Let's go home, wife."

You nodded, holding his arm tighter. "Okay, husband."

Extra:

"Seijuro... What is this...?" You found yourself staring in the limo as the seats were filled with elegantly wrapped boxes. Some of them labeled with the word chocolate.

"This was just in case you didn't accept the roses."

"Did you really had to buy all this...?" You reached in and picked up one of boxes and it was imported chocolate from Belgium.

"(f/n), I was willing to do anything to bring you back."

"Seijuro... This is so sweet." You picked up another box of candy before turning your head to look up at him. "But you know, just buying all this is more than enough to bring me back." You softly smiled at him.

"All you have to do is be yourself, how you are now and I'll come running back no matter what because... I love you, you know?" You shyly pressed your lips upon his cheek and when you pulled back to look at him, a surprised look came across your face. "Rare!"

You pointed to his cheeks as they grew slightly red. He's blushing! "You're blushing, Seijuro?! This is so rare!"

"Just get in the car." He softly pushed you in, sighing at the continuous giggles coming from you.

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Next: Kagami (Engagement) or Aomine (Morning After) or Murasakibara (Morning After) or Akashi (Morning After)

Yes, I'm writing all four at the same time. I'm leaning more to getting Kagami's engagement chapter done. Hopefully, I can pull a double update again!

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Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THESE CHARACTERS!