I am back and (fina-frikin-lly) alive. After a year or more, I've risen from my slumber... /stoned

Yes... I've disappeared for a while and I have an honest reason for that; It's because I've lost all interest in writing as a whole. My mind was blank everytime I try to write and I just...AGGHHHHHH. But now, I've begged my parent to take me to writing classes to get back my interest... And it did! :)
I wrote this yesterday for you guys, and I will be updating in pairs every week or maybe more. I've received a PM from a faithful follower who asked on when I will be continuing this or that... And I told him/her that I'd be continuing on the week that he/she messaged me and...well...I didn't...And I felt bad and all...so...yeah... I apologize for the wait, RinSatou is back in action with more stories and shit :)))))))

I have nothing to say about this chapter for now (except the smut part I aM SO PROUD OF MYSELF, I FINISHED A SMUT SCENE AHAKLFHLAWEF), but please enjoy :D

WARNING: slight smut and shit (you sick perverts...including me...)


Wasn't it out of pity? Just because you're crippled and blind in the past? Are you really sure that he loves you as much as you think? You don't know anything about what he thinks. You're just too weak and you needed support from someone.

Remember Kenji? He gave up his surgeon abilities because of you. Your have no friends because they think the same way. Akashi missed a lot of practices and cancelled a lot of concertos just because of you. And how do you think your parents died? They flew the plane, it was because you were sick.

It's because of you that they flew that plane. If only you were strong and you didn't collapse at that exact time, then they wouldn't have boarded that plane that was bound to crash with no survivors.

You caused their death.

It's you who should be alone. Anyone doesn't deserve you and you don't deserve anyone. Don't be such a burden to everyone and to your dearest Akashi. If you really love him—

Don't be such a pest and leave him alone.

Kuroko gasped as his eyes opened, widening in a horrified expression. Sweat trickled down his temple and his teal orbs adjusted to the light, looking around for any signs of the dark voice that haunted him. He panted and analyzed his surroundings, not really getting used to the sight he just recently obtained.

Blinking once— then twice— a slim figure shifted at his side, making him flinch. The light bluenette sighed once he saw red locks on the pillow, hair brushing static over the cotton sheets. Kuroko lifted a hand to stroke Akashi's pale cheek and two colored orbs opened; red and gold.

A hand shot up and caught Kuroko's pale one, Akashi rose from his position and used another hand to caress the light bluenette's cheek. He brushed his hand against the pale to rosy cheek and his emotion held worry, "Tetsuya, you're tremb—"

Kuroko flinched at the sudden movement and fell backwards into the mattress, interrupting and pulling Akashi along with him. "Ah...?" Kuroko gasped at the soft force in his back and an almost naked figure above him. The same hand touched his cheek again.

"Tetsuya, you're trembling. Are you okay?" Akashi finished, his naked chest almost touching the clothed chest of the light bluenette. The latter's eyes widened and a shade of red darkened on his face. "Now you're becoming quite hot. Do you love my naked body that much?" The redhead smirked.

Kuroko shook his head quickly, making the hand pull out of his cheek. He glared and pouted at the man above him. "I'm okay. And...yes, I do love it." The red shade darkened until you could mentally see steam puffing out of the side of his face.

Akashi's eyes widened and a pink shade of his own dusted his cheeks, he questioned the unpredictability of his lover. He wasn't complaining though, this was one of the points on why his Tetsuya is perfect for him.

He chuckled and dropped his head on pale shoulders. Breathing in, he adored the almost permanent smell of his lover. Kuroko breathed in deep and shivered at the soft blow of hair to his neck. The pale blue ends of his hair stood up in goosebumps, and both his arms lifted up to rest on the redhead's shoulder. He stroked the red strands of hair with care.

"Tetsuya."

"Akashi-kun?" Kuroko almost moaned, the blow of seductive air made him shiver again as the redhead called his name in an alluring alto.

Akashi snuggled his head more deeper into the pale neck, he stuck out his tongue and licked a spot behind Kuroko's ear. Kuroko hummed in approval and the hands on his hair softly gripped his red locks. "I want you."

Kuroko flinched, eyes lidded and his soft lips opened slightly to pant softly in what seemed to be arousal. "B-But it's morning Akashi-kun... We have to...eat...hnn..." Akashi silenced him with another lick and a small nibble. When his mouth pulled away, the pale neck followed in need, Kuroko arching his back to lead his abused spot to the redhead's mouth again.

Akashi licked his lips, "Needy now, aren't we?"

"Akashi...kun..." The light bluenette moaned softly, almost an inaudible whisper. Akashi went down on a certain patch of skin under the ear, he bit softly. Kuroko replied with a breathy moan. "Ah..." He whispered out his heterochromatic lover's name again and again, Akashi could feel his control being held by a small string, ready to break in any second now.

"Tetsuya..." Akashi whispered seductively, making shivers run down the tealette's spine, and just pouring more desires into his growing arousal. Kuroko gasped when he was suddenly held into place and an open mouth covered his own intake of air, cutting ones' source of oxygen, but it's not like he's complaining. They almost sucked the other's breaths out of each other, making them obviously breathless especially when a tongue snaked inside the pale boy's rosy mouth.

"Mmff?!" Kuroko was surprised by the intrusion, making him close his eyes tightly in embarrassment and then relaxation in pleasure. His eyes opened again, lidded, showing glazed teal orbs staring back at heterochromatic ones, and the latter deepened the kiss. Both their tongues danced inside the closed cavern, eventually opening when air was needed but it didn't break the smooth choreography of the pink muscles. They licked each other's lips, one moaned, one groaned, they bit each other's lips softly without breaking it nor drawing blood but marks.

Kuroko couldn't take the frictionless pleasure anymore. Amidst the kisses, his trembling body rose up in an arch that made their straining erections rub against each other. Akashi broke the kiss and groaned, while Kuroko moaned at the friction. Akashi grinded down on Kuroko, his desire matching the boy below him; friction, pleasure, raw touches, arousal, and more. They felt too good.

"Haa...haa..." Kuroko panted against Akashi's lips, it made such an erotic sight that Akashi couldn't help but give in. But something was holding him back, he doesn't want to go all in. He doesn't want to lose himself through his pleasure-fazed libido. He just snaked his arms around Kuroko and he dropped, letting his lips and crotch drop over Kuroko's own.

Kuroko moaned into the kiss, muffled but still the pleasure was evident, plus the frustration. His lips moved while in the make-out session, making Akashi raise an eyebrow. He pulled back, panting and face painted in red. "Tetsuya? What is it?"

Kuroko took a moment to regain his breath and dazed composure, then looked directly at red and gold, "Are we going all the way?" He asked shyly, hints of arousal still there.

Akashi dropped his head on Kuroko's shoulders, sighing, "I'm not really sure. I wanted to do this properly but... we don't have the proper and safe 'thing' do we?"

Kuroko thought for a moment in between his dazed features, raising one of his hands to the red locks and stroke it lovingly. "Then... Why don't we just do it indirectly?" He muttered, which was heard by Akashi. The tealette used his other hand to grab a handful of the white blanket and threw it over Akashi to cover both of them fully, yet tangled in sheets inside.

"You mean..." Akashi peeked from his pale shoulder, showing a hopeful gold eye. Kuroko smiled, nodding and pushing the redhead down into the side of his neck this time. "Let's start again Akashi-kun. Bite."

The redhead's eyes glowed and the tips of his lips rose up in a smirk, "You dare treat me like a dog Tetsuya?" He willingly licked a patch of skin as if preparing it for the surprise, then bit it softly at first, a little more hardly at the time being to leave a mark. Kuroko squirmed at his hold and the hand on his maroon locks gripped the locks, not to hurt, but to show at how much he wanted more.

"Ahh... It's not enough.." Kuroko groaned in discontent. And with that, Akashi placed one of his hands under the tealette's shirt, groping around and feeling the soft flesh below the groping fingers. He made circling motions around the bellybutton before scooting a finger inside, then rubbed it softly. It made the pale boy arch again, but stayed there in a low arch.

Akashi pulled up the white shirt, letting himself descend on the pale body. He left a trail of saliva and kisses from the side of the chest to the hips, the arch giving him a nice view and position. The pale skin trembled below his touch, trembled in pleasure, mind you.

He elevated a bit until his face is in level with the tealette's chest, specifically in front of the pink nubs full of sensitivity. Akashi licked one and watched for a reaction, and again, Kuroko trembled. He licked at it, stroking it with his tongue in the most slow and pleasurable way, but also leaving the prey needy and wanting for more.

"What are you... I... I'm not-ah...a girl.." That's what Kuroko said, but his reactions says otherwise. Akashi let his tongue back inside his mouth after a long, slow lick, smirking after blowing the wetted nipple and sending cold shocks at the sensitive nubs. Kuroko twitched at that.

"You say that but your reaction is that of a girls'. And you're very sensitive too." Akashi said after leaning down, open-mouthed, to suck at the now red nipple. Kuroko gasped then moaned in unexplainable pleasure; his mind couldn't really decide on whether he should pull away from the invading mouth, or push for more, so he just decided none of the latter and just stayed steady with a twitch here and there.

Akashi grazed his teeth at the hardening nub and looked up for a reaction, a big twitch, but no pain. At that signal, he bit at it softly and another moan was released from the tealette. While playing with the abused nipple, he used his left hand to pinch and make the other hardened nub feel wanted, and used his right hand to cup the growing bulge in the pale boy's pajamas.

"A-Akashi-kun...! Wai..."

"Tetsuya..? Don't worry, I won't go all the way." The redhead started massaging the bulge slowly but firmly, almost perfectly. Kuroko's hips bucked and the bulge was fully hard.

Kuroko raised one of his arms to cover his eyes and red face, he panted in time with the crotch massage. "I meant... How about you...? Ah... You're n-ahh-not getting the same...mmhh... treatment..." He stated, looking like he's having a hard time concentrating and forming words.

"Then..." Akashi started, lowering his other hand, closing it over Kuroko's trembling ones. He led the pale hand into his own clothed bulge, letting the hand press against it as he groans. "Why not help me..?" The redhead asked, face slightly twisted in pleasure.

Now, being honest here, Kuroko was quite intrigued by that reaction. Not like he would admit it out loud, a gulp from his watering mouth symbolizes said intrigue. He rubs his palm in tantalizing slow motions. It felt so hot on his hand, throbbing excitedly even though the redhead's expression hid most of it. He heard Akashi groan again, and the hand on his own clothed need squeezed. It felt so good.

Akashi teased the light bluenette's flushed organ, twisting his wrist with each pump and rolling his thumb and spreading pre-cum everytime it touches the damp and twitching tip. Kuroko tried his best to focus on his partner's own pleasure yet his own sharing pleasure left him weak and clumsy, his mind dazed enough to not have full control over his own pace.

"A-Ahh..."

"Tetsuya... Does it feel good?" Akashi whispered huskily, laced with evident pleasure and accompanied with an arousing rhythm of fabric-to-skin rubbing sounds. Kuroko nodded and gasped at the rise of the pace, the rubbing sounds gradually getting faster.

"Nhh..! Yes...!" Kuroko moaned in need, the friction unbearable but it still left him wanting more.

"T-That's good..." The redhead groaned as Kuroko quickly followed suit and rose his pace on Akashi's own clothed throbbing need. "It... It's nice down here too..."

Kuroko moaned in agreement and tried his best to keep control of his consiousness. Though this is physically satisfying for the tealette, he still couldn't help but want more. It felt like there was something else, something more, something much much more pleasurable. Only now he realized that they were doing handjobs over their clothes, not under, and he vowed to change that.

He slipped his pale hands under Akashi's pants for a slip second and grabbed the excited length underneath, stroking it slowly and watching the reaction of the redhead above. As predicted, the redhead's heterochromatic eyes closed and his pearly white teeth gritting tightly, then relaxing each passing stroke. "Tetsuya... Are you serious...?"

And for once in like, forever, Kuroko frowned in annoyance, "Does it look like I'm ki- Nhh!" Akashi didn't even allow the tealette to finish his sentence, grabbing ahold of the pale boy's own cock and thumbing the tip for real. "T-That was uncalled for... Akashi-kun..." Kuroko gasped.

One side of the redhead's mouth rose in a smirk, "Oh shush." His wrists flicked again in an up and down motion on the small organ. Yes, it's small. Hence, it's cute. And hence, he felt pride over his own obviously bigger-than-Kuroko's cock. Since he himself wouldn't know what the hell he should do when his Tetsuya's thing is bigger than his. It'd be hella awkward. Hella.

Anyways.

His hand let go of the throbbing organ and palmed it, as if to tease, and then his lips curled up in amusement at the breathy whine. Kuroko couldn't seem to form coherent words at the slow friction and instead, needy moans came out of his salivating mouth. Sweat rolled down Akashi's forehead at the sudden heat and his own throbbing need was needing friction since the tealette stopped moving his hand when Akashi himself did what his lover did. It was until Kuroko called out Akashi's name in a high pitched voice that sent a small spark of excitement unto the redhead's cock, throbbing impatiently yet enjoying the torturous slowness.

But then, Kuroko wanted it straight to the point. He wanted it immediately.

And in turn for the torture, Kuroko bit his rosy lips to restrain all wanton sounds, and he squeezed the abandoned organ in hand lightly, making the redhead above him groan and hitch his movements. "Ahh—! Akahhshi..." Kuroko gasped at each flick and his eyes watered at the pleasure.

"Tet...su...ya... nggh.." Akashi himself groaned at each squeeze. The little string holding his control seemed to thin as Kuroko's hand wouldn't budge and just wouldn't move below, it irked him. But indeed, he did want more. His precious Tetsuya wanted more too. Foreplay was never enough, considering the fact that he almost came at the sight of Tetsuya panting as he licked him all up till the tealette was all messed up.

Speaking of the sight, his heterochromatic eyes looked up to see Kuroko's expression right now.

...

Well fuck that.

Akashi stopped stroking and he forcibly removed Kuroko's hand in his own need, with the latter whining in need at the lost contact. Kuroko gasped when Akashi grabbed hold of the elastic on his pajamas and boxers and then pulled down to fully expose his pink twitching member and pale thighs. The redhead threw the pieces of clothing on the floor below them and pulled down his own to his knees. He spread Kuroko's legs wide and hooked them unto his shoulders as he arched his hips down to touch the tealette's cock with his own and grind.

Kuroko cried out and threw his head back at the slow but pleasurable friction downwards. Akashi ground down slowly again, and again, and again, making Kuroko struggle and buck his hips up at the onslaught of slow friction, unsatisfied and wanting more. Akashi seemingly had his own fill of fun, finally, and the pace quickened eventually.

He brushed his redlocks away from his forehead and leaned down, tilting Kuroko's chin up with a hand to lead his lips unto his. His tongue entered the tealette's rosy mouth immediately and the latter complied immediately, too dazed to actually be shy about everything.

They rocked their hips against each other, enjoying the sparks that came up their tummies each time they ground perfectly and Kuroko's arms encircled themselves on Akashi's neck, fingers tangling in red locks, then one of Akashi's hands reached down to stroke them both earning a loud muffled moan from the boy below, and used his other hand to grab Kuroko's nape and push it up for more leverage in the kiss.

Akashi ground down harder and stroked faster, making the bed below them creak. Kuroko broke the kiss with a string of saliva connecting them both, and broke off when he threw his head back once again and gave a pleasurable gasp at the hard grind. Akashi kissed his way down the pale neck and bit at some visible places including behind the ears.

"I c-can't—!"

"T-Tetsuya... Together... ahh— now..."

Kuroko shook his head wildly and gasped once again at a rather accurate grind and stroke. "I cahhn't... Nahh— take it...anymore..!"

The pace quickened a notch and both couldn't even rationally think anymore. Their highs gave them only passion and pleasure only. They could only see each other's pleasurable expressions; they could only hear each other's pleasurable moans, groans, gasps, pants; they could only feel each other's touch and nothing else; then they could only taste each other's libido-filled bodies with temptation.

It lead them to their climax with a pleasurable cry of both their names and a rather hard grind and stroke plus the sight of each other's expressions. Kuroko arched his back and gasped when more spurted out in small amounts until he collapsed to the bed with Akashi above him, their chests rising and falling, sometimes hitching.

Akashi twisted his head for a bit to eye his lover sideways, "You're...presence is very low, but in bed it says otherwise.." He muttered almost silently, but still making a point.

Kuroko wished that the bed could just swallow his whole body up with those embarrassing words.


They soon got up after a light snooze from after a very...memorable event. Finding out that it was past twelve in the afternoon, they quickly made their way to the bath and—

"You should go first Akashi-kun."

"Why not together to save some time? I am quite hungry, Tetsuya."

"But—"

"I am the absolute, Tetsuya."

"..."

—decided that they take one together for a more time and water-saving opportunity. After that, dressing up in clean house clothes since one and the other had no business outside except for a short stroll a little later than now. Tetsuya got his much needed help and support from Akashi in dressing up and such, with a little touch in the bottom right there. Well... not exactly little but what the hell.

Akashi pushed Kuroko's wheelchair until they reached the dining and kitchen area, wherein Kenji is, sitting at one of the wooden chairs sipping his coffee early in the morning. The old man looked up at the sound of them arriving and smiled, greeted a very good morning in which they replied to, and sipped some more coffee.

"You see, earlier, I was about to knock but I figured that Kuroko-san was still sleeping. I wouldn't have guess that he would be sleeping with Akashi-san though." Kenji semi-covered his mouth with his hand, Kuroko's face dusted in pink, and Akashi smiled awkwardly.

Kenji continued, "And I meant that by both meanings too." He fully covered his moutu with his hand, Kuroko fully flushed, and Akashi's wide smile was almost forced. The old man smiled behind his hand and then chuckled. "It's fine, you two. I don't mind, in fact, I support you both with all of my heart."

"Takeda, we could move ou-"

"Thank you Kenji-san. You truly are kind." Kuroko interrupted before the suggestion from Akashi could be finished. He felt both red and golds of Akashi look at him as if it was annoyed.

"But-"

"Are we bothering you Kenji-san?" Kuroko interrupted once again, earning another annoyed glance from the redhead.

"Oh no worries, I am almost finished here." Kenji folded the newspaper and took his cup to the sink, getting ready to leave. "I'll be going to work now. Take care both of you, and please inform me when you're going somewhere." He added.

Both nodded and said their goodbyes to the busy man and settled themselves on the dining table then wherein Akashi stood up and proceeded to prepare coffee with Kuroko's teal eyes following his every move. Akashi first decided to ignore the judging glare from the bluenette as he turned on the coffeemaker, but then, he finally looked back after a few intense seconds. "Did you want another round, Tetsuya?"

Kuroko narrowed his eyes, "No. Why are you trying to seperate me from this music room?" Kuroko's straight-to-the-point question had Akashi looking back to the buzzing coffeemaker. He tapped his fingers on the mug in slight disturbance and frowned.

"I wanted us to be together. Don't you want to live with me?" The redhead answered after another few intense seconds. He felt the bluenette's instense gaze look away after he answered and he heard a soft sigh. "I want to. I've always wanted to... But what about Kenji-san? What about all these things that I've acquired from my deceased parents? I need to protect them, treasure them. This is all that I have from them..." The sad tone was evident, and Akashi regretted everything that he said the past minute.

The buzz of the coffeemaker stopped and Akashi took long strides to Kuroko on the wheelchair, then he kneeled down, taking both pale hands into his warm ones. He kissed both fragile hands and breathed warm breath heavily, making shivers run up the spine of its owner. "I'm sorry... I haven't really thought as deep as that. All I thought of was you." Akashi looked down and brought both the bluenette's hands to his cheeks.

Kuroko withdrew a hand, in which Akashi thought was rejection, but the said hand then stroked the red locks of Akashi's hair. Akashi looked up to see the usual kind eyes of his lover looking at him with such care and compassion, "I know... I also have those moments wherein I just forget everything but you. I've always wanted you here by my side, and I forget that you're important to other people too."

"All of the people important to me is gone.", the redhead replied in such a sad tone that had Kuroko want to hug him. His hands cupped Akashi's cheeks and pulled it towards him and the bluenette bumped his forehead with the redhead, hair strands brishing against each other like strings connecting in similarities.

"Don't say that. You have Kenji-san, you have your fans, you have your co-workers in your job. Really Akashi-kun, you should think further about how people feel for you..." Kuroko sighed for the umpteenth time, and took a deep breath. "Plus, I am important to you aren't I?"

Akashi smiled, and bumped his own forehead to the other in mock revenge, "Of course. I love you Tetsuya..."

"The feeling's mutual Akashi-kun"

"What?"

"I said, I love you." Kuroko smiled back.


THIS CHAPTER ISN'T SHORT I SWEAR, ITS LIKE...3,900 WORDS+

I'll post more prominent chapters later on and because of some hurrying and shit, I didn't have time to edit this... I might go back and just edit and repost if I have some time but...yeah :)

See you next chappie~