You are a dream among the sharks
beautiful and terrifying, lit and restless
we dance in dark suspension.
And you bury me in the ocean floor beneath you
where they'll never hear me scream...

...

Standing in front of the locker room, for five minutes already Hanamiya was contemplating whether he should enter or run away. Of course, this was the perfect chance for her to gain more information and what not but still...it was Akashi and, even Hanamiya was scared. Every time someone mentioned his name Makoto would remember that terrible scene two years ago, those words that Akashi threw at him. No, threw is a wrong word because he said them so elegantly, they sounded like knives, sharp and cold but they hit the most vulnerable places.

"This is my revenge. I'm not scared." Makka exclaimed, grabbing the door knock with her hand and opening them.

At first, Hanamyia thought Momoi trolled her because Akashi wasn't in the locker room, but then she heard bathroom door opening. If Hanamiya wasn't thinking 300 times faster than normal human he would go all 'OHMYGOD THAT AKASHI HE WAS SHOWERING WHAT IF HE'S NAKED?!' , but he remained calm realizing making a drama might provoke Akashi into stabbing him with scissors.

Moment after, certain red head walked out, 'thankfully' thought Hanamiya, wearing pants and drying his hair. However, he was shirtless (author: if I were Hanamiya I would probably just die there of a nosebleed.).

He looked up, and even if he was surprised to see her instead of Midorima who was also always the one to stay behind, his face didn't show a thing. Cold, perfect as always aren't you Akashi?

"Sorry..." Hanamiya mumbled, trying to avert her eyes from his pale and sculpted torso. Akashi wasn't as muscular as Aomine but he was much more elegant, somehow everything about him seemed to fit right in the place, perfectly. Maybe it was the attitude he was carrying himself with.

Teiko's buchou didn't seem ashamed or anything he just proceeded to put on a shirt and was seemingly ignoring the girl who intruded on his relax time. "If I knew you would come I would hurry with my shower." he commented after buttoning up his shirt.

'Awkward. Awkward. Why am I in a situation like this? Surely for someone with superior deductive skills, I know how to choose the worst moment possible.' Hanamiya was yelling inside of his head.

"I didn't see anything, don't worry..." she replied, shifting weight from one leg to another embarrassed. " I'm not worried." Akashi glanced at her and chuckled "Just why are you here? You were all supposed to be on your way to a restaurant." he emphasized supposed, because that was his instruction and clearly Makka failed to obey him again.

"Well, they already left. Momoi told me to go with you, so I wouldn't get lost." she replied. 'It's really weird though. I'm actually telling the truth.'

"Well then, shall we?" he opened the door, nudging me to go first.

...

"It's not that far, come." Akashi lead the way after they got outside. 'Well, I can always kill him and no one will know, can I?' Hanamiya was playing with the thoughts in his head, since Akashi wasn't talking much and he only asked questions which could be answered with simple 'yes' and 'no'.

Being a girl now, Makka couldn't really help but to look at the feared Teiko captain now that he was this close and there was no one who could disturb her. Akashi wasn't tall at all, which surprised Makka even the first time she saw him, but then she remembered point guards were usually shorter than other team members, they weren't force they were the brain. They were playmakers. Akashi had a really pale skin, almost translucent and he could look pretty cute, if he wasn't rumored as scary. However, his eyes gave him that powerful and menacing aura that was around him all the time.

When Akashi was near, everyone felt as if there just wasn't enough air, everyone's attention was fully focused on mentioned buchou.

Suddenly, Hanamiya shuddered realizing it was cold. He didn't even notice it for the whole day, being outside while him and Aomine were running away from the fangirls couldn't really count because they were...running. She shuddered again, this time it made Akashi notice it, even if she didn't make a sound, those heterochromatic eyes could see everything, every little detail.

"Just say if you're cold." he said taking off his jacket. 'If I truly was a random girl I would think this is utterly cute and heroic.'

Akashi slinged the jacket over her shoulders but he kept holding it, making Hanamiya confused. "Uhmm...?" she mused confused that Akashi was standing like that. "Put your arms in the sleeves, you know how to wear these." he said, half sarcasticaly, half like an order. "But I won't get cold. It's alright."

"I'm not offering you my jacket, I'm ordering you as your captain to wear it." he said his eyes not leaving hers. Annoyed Hanamiya put his arms into sleeves, finally making Akashi let go of her. She didn't know did she want him to be that close or was she afraid.

"Good girl. Even you can listen for once."

'Just you wait...after I'm done with you...ugh.'

Not even Hanamiya could deny that Akashi really smelled nice. Well at least his jacket did and one could only assume it was like that because it picked up Akashi's scent; minty, somewhat like woods after a storm — clean and fresh, with a light undertone of something, probably cologne Hanamiya couldn't recognize. She breathed deeply, because it made her feel calm, transfigured, and well because...how many times do you get the chance to smell Akashi Seijuro?

"You said you're my captain, am I part of the team?" Hanamiya asked carefully. Momoi and Aomine already confirmed it but she wanted to hear it from Akashi. She acted like they didn't tell a thing.

"Yes. How does that make you feel?" he replied slowing his pace for the sake of conversation.

"I'm happy." Hanamiya replied almost instantly. "Also, a bit worried because now I have a responsibility to take care of you guys."

"Take care? You're a smart girl aren't you? Don't you know the reason why I put you in the team?" Akashi asked, glancing at her.

'Of course I know. To keep an eye on me, but I'm gaining your trust slowly,yet effectively. Dumbass.'

"I know. But I'll try to prove worthy."

"It's not that easy."

"I know that too. By the way, did you like my refreshments?" she smiled.

Akashi made a small nod, not even he could deny Hanamiya's supreme cooking skills.

"Refreshments aside, you will have to learn to listen to me. And stop making trouble. What is it about you, everywhere you appear there are problems?" he was stating it for himself, not as a question for Makka. Hanamiya bit his lip, Akashi was right indeed 'Was this guy ever wrong? pheew'

"Everyone in this team has a talent. I guess I have mine." Makka exclaimed, looking down.

Akashi chukled " It will be a talent only if you use it as I approve it. Tetsuya was the same. His small frame and lack of presence wasn't exactly a talent when it comes to basketball, but it was me who taught him how to turn it into an advantage."

This will be a 2 parts chapter. Other part will be more interesting. (hopefully and if you found this interesting then i love you.)

What do you think about Akashi?

hanamiya: AKASHI DIE.

Author: NO

Anyways, next chapter is also full of Akashi for you fans and fangirls(even fanboys) and I'm having some major work for school, and instead I'm writing this. Just wanted to say that I really love this story and all of you who read it and I'm gonna stop before Hanamiya strangles me for being too much of a softy.

:3

P.S I don't really know how Akashi smells but I imagine it cool,clean,fresh and minty ^.^