A flash of lightning and the room darkened, causing one of the occupants to make a grab for the other, only to find thin air next to him where his lover was supposed to be.
"Akashi-kun?"
Light flickered back on. Kuroko squinted to adjust to the sudden brightness and looked down when he felt an urgent tugging at his sweatpants.
Akashi-kun has shrunk!
"Akashi-kun, what happened to you?"
"Don't." The redhead's voice was stern as he glared up at Kuroko. The height difference was unacceptable.
"Place me on top of your desk," he demanded in his high-pitched voice. Damn. Kuroko could not help but felt the urge to giggle at the situation.
He allowed his captain to climb on to his palm to get to a higher position. "Akashi-kun, can I take a picture of you?"
"Your practice is doubled, Tetsuya." The other drawled, causing Kuroko to pout.
His face lit up so suddenly that Akashi had a suspicion that he was up to something. He involuntarily shivered which just suggested to him that he would not like what the other was planning.
Kuroko disappeared through the door and he could hear him knocking on someone's door. The door opened with a creak and then he heard nothing except for the sound of the door closing shut with a slam. It was eerily silent.
He shuffled his feet, not knowing what to do with his size. He could not do his homework because the pen was about his height and he would trip before he could do anything. Might as well just sit there idly and wait for the bluenette to return.
A familiar face poked in through the door of Kuroko's bedroom with a smile.
"Where were you, Tetsuya?"
"I got something for you, Akashi-kun." That piqued his interest.
"Oh? And what is that?"
"Ta-daa." He produced a miniature dress, pushing it into the redhead's hands and Akashi was forced to take it. The doll-sized man stared and stared so hard in silence that Kuroko was afraid that he might pop a vein.
"Akashi-kun?"
"Tetsuya, what is this?" Akashi questioned with a calm voice. It was too calm and the cerulean-haired boy at once regretted his sudden decision.
"It's a dress," he answered carefully, slowly assessing Akashi's facial expression.
"I know what a dress is. Don't play dumb with me. Answer my question."
"B-but Akashi-kun-"
"Answer my question, Tetsuya." While I am still calm and composed.
Kuroko sat in silence before deciding on an honest answer.
"Well, it's my only chance to see Akashi-kun in a dress and I don't wanna miss this chance."
"Tetsuya, your practice has been tripled."