Title: Entwined Hearts
Warning/s: Do we even need this?
Disclaimer: I disclaim. The characters I used here belong to their respective creator and I own nothing aside from the crazy plot of this tiny fanfic I wrote (or typed for the matter).
# And to reply to your reviews:
~Blank Angel– Yeah, everyone wants to glomp Akashi for being awesome! Well, Kogane needs to know what he did to Kise anyway, so he kinda deserves the 'I hate you' bit.
~ TheReihani –Oh, thank goodness, I wouldn't die yet! Well hopefully, you're desire to kill me would completely disappear after you read this one. I hope. (There's kinda a cliffy though.)
~ Jessiejj – Yeah, Kise's dad deserve it! The idiot *grumbles*. Well, anyway, the mom will have a role in this chapter, so yeah, please enjoy!
~SeaWeedHead– Yup, someone needs to rub it in the man's face…seriously, the things he do to make our boys miserable and who else is fit to do it than Akashi! *cheers* Awesome guy. Kise saying 'I hate you' is also my fave part. And as for your last statement…you're feeling is –*gets a stuffed toy shoved on her face courtesy of a random invisible person* ('Kay! I'm shutting up now)
# Please accept my deepest thanks…
#And now, please have fun…
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Chapter 21
"I hate you!"
Kogane stood fidgety in front of his son's room, his fisted hand slowly raising itself to knock on the wooden door separating him from the blond, only for it to fall back limply on his side before it even made contact with the door's hard surface. He couldn't do it, he couldn't face his son, not when the blond didn't want to see him; a few days had already passed since Kise told him those words, words that repeated itself over and over again inside his head without pause. And all those days, the blond wouldn't even talk to him, much less talk to anyone—save for his youngest son who was the only person the blond ever allowed to enter his room—Kise barely even went out of his room and such actions were really starting to worry the man. And those rare times that the blond was out—due to Seijuurou's persistent coaxing—Kise would just walk past him as if he doesn't even exist, and when the blond did look at him, it was with those hate-filled golden eyes. Aside from this, he was also trying to figure out—though deep inside, he was aware of what it was but refuses to delve his self in it, he couldn't—what his ten-year old son meant when he said those words back when Kise attempted to escape with his boyfriends.
It was in the middle of such thoughts that his youngest son arrived, carrying a tray of food filled with the blond's favorite dishes. "Hello, father," The boy greeted as he moved to stand in front of the man, balancing the tray in one hand as he raised the other to knock. He was, however, stopped by his father.
"Seijuurou, could you…" The man trailed off, not able to say the words as his eyes landed on the closed door.
The boy looked at his father, studying the man's troubled face, "I will try to get Ryouta to talk to you." Akashi stated before adding, "However, I couldn't assure you of my success." And with that he proceeded to knock, announcing his presence and after hearing the lock to the blond's room being clicked open, the boy entered, living the man behind to hope for at least a little positive outcome.
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"Ryouta, I brought you something to eat." Akashi said softly the moment he entered the room, not the least bit surprise to see his brother sitting in his bed while curled up in a tight ball, golden eyes looking outside the window and yet not seeing anything. His brother has been like that ever since a few nights ago and the only thing that could momentarily bring a smile to his brother's lips are those short, secret moments that he would speak to Aomine and Kagami through Akashi's phone. But the heterochromatic eyed male knew that even those phone calls—no matter how many times it happens every day—was not enough. Akashi knew that Kise needed more or else the blond would fall apart. Aomine and Kagami's voices were the only thing left that was keeping the blond together and as much as he hated the idea of ever admitting such a fact, Akashi was terrified of what might happen to Kise if even that was to be taken away from his brother.
"I'm not hungry," Kise answered; the usual cheerfulness in his voice long gone.
"Ryouta, you have to eat." The young Akashi said firmly, placing the tray he was carrying on top of the drawer. "You might end up getting sick if you don't put at least a little amount of food in your stomach."
"…Doesn't matter." The blond murmured, making Akashi heave out a deep sigh.
"You are somewhat stubborn, aren't you, Ryouta?" The boy shook his head, "I wonder, did you acquire Daiki and Taiga's stubbornness?" Then he took out his phone, looking over at his brother. "Do you want me to tell them you're not eating?"
"No!" Kise exclaimed almost instantly, shaking his head vigorously, "Don't Sei-chan, I don't want to worry them."
"Then, would you eat now?" Akashi asked, already knowing the answer.
"I'll eat." Kise answered, "Just don't tell Aomine-cchi and Kagami-cchi, okay?"
"I wouldn't, as long as you eat everything in your plate." The ten-year old said, earning him a small nod from his brother before the blond began to eat slowly. While Kise was eating, Akashi decided that it was time to open up the current issue going on in their house. "Ryouta, father wanted to talk to you."
The blond paused, placing the spoon he was currently holding back on the plate. "Please don't mention him in front of me, Sei-chan." Akashi didn't miss the glare Kise directed towards the poor glass filled with water. "I have no intention of talking to him just yet."
The young Akashi nodded, "I understand.
Nothing was said after that.
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The man stood still, waiting for his youngest son to come out of the room, pacing back and forth as he worried for what would happen, or rather, what he would do once Akashi stepped out of Kise's room. Disrupted by the creaking sound of the wooded door, the man halted half-way in his pacing, turning around to see his youngest son slowly emerging from the slightly opened door, the tray he was caring, once filled with food was empty, much to his relief. At least the blond ate properly this time.
"Seijuurou, how did you manage to make him eat?" Kogane asked, out of both curiosity and amazement at the feat the boy managed.
"I simply told him he must eat; else, Daiki and Taiga would start worrying." Akashi answered and the man couldn't help but wonder slightly how his son could say the first names of Kise's boyfriends so casually. However, there is still something more important than that and right now Kogane wants nothing more than to know if his eldest son agreed to finally to talk to him. "Father, Ryouta still refuses to face you, he wouldn't even allow me to mention you and your desire to talk to him. And even though I hate to admit such I thing, I failed." All the man's hopes were crushed then and there, knowing that he really messed up his chance and somehow, Akashi's next words seemingly added salt to his wounds. "I did warn you though."
And as the young boy walked away, Kogane couldn't help but feel everything around him breaking apart.
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Akashi Sora, the woman of the house, found her husband in their living room, sitting on the huge couch and looking utterly miserable, a glass of wine in his hand. Shaking her head, the woman approached Kogane, placing her hands atop her husband's shoulder as she took a seat beside him. "It's very rare of you to drink." She commented, watching as Kogane run a finger through his hair. "Is it about Ryouta-kun? He still wouldn't talk to you?"
"He hates me, Sora. Ryouta hates me." The man whispered brokenly, "I don't know what to do anymore! He wouldn't even talk to me, much less spare me one single glance."
The sweet woman furrowed her brows in concern. It may be true that she doesn't know much about what was going on between her husband and her stepson; however she still got a fair idea of what caused the misunderstanding between the two. Already knowing what she should do, the fair woman took the glass Kogane was holding, placing it gently on the center table before she shifted to fully face her spouse. "Kogane, why do you think Ryouta-kun said those words?"
"Because he hates me," The man said softly. "And I have no idea why."
"Don't you really have any idea?" The woman asked softly, "Or are you just pretending not to know?"
"W-what?" The man asked in disbelief, eyes wide.
"I find it hard to believe that you wouldn't know why Ryouta-kun said what he said." Seeing her husband open his mouth, probably to retort, the woman raised her hand, immediately stopping her husband, "And before you say anything, I am not blaming you. I was just saying that I know that you are well aware of the reason why Ryouta-kun is acting the way he was now, however, you refuse to accept the obvious facts almost to the point that you're forcing yourself to believe that you don't know why." Then she smiled softly, "Am I wrong?" Noticing the man's silence, Sora gently took both her husband's hands, "Everything lies in here."
"Sora, what do you mean?" Kogane asked.
"It's in your hands, Kogane." The woman stated, her eyes soft and gentle, complementing her angelic voice. "You're the only one who can fix this. Not Seijuurou, not Ryouta-kun, not even his boyfriends, no, not them…you." Then she gave her most encouraging smile, "It's all you Kogane. All you."
"Sora…" The man whispered, unable to say more than the name of the woman he loves.
"It's time, Kogane…" She whispered right back, the smile never leaving her beautiful face. "It's time."
Closing his eyes, the man took a deep breath before opening them again. Gathering all of his courage and solidifying his will, Kogane stood up, determination shining upon his scarlet orbs. "Sora, can you wait for me? I just remembered something I have to do."
With a simple nod, the woman watched as her husband start to take long strides towards their door, grabbing his coat in the process. Softly she whispered, letting the wind send her words to her departing husband.
"Good luck."
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A/N: So Kogane is going to do something, I wonder what it would be. Ahh well, short chapter is short. And there's no Aomine and Kagami here (It's all about their family issues)…because you know next chapter is the—mnph!—*gets another stuffed toy shoved in her face…again* anyway, before I completely say something unnecessary, I'm saying bye-bye now! See you next chapter! (Which might be on the day after tomorrow, I don't know yet)