"Do you want to be cured?" I asked him. "No," he answered, his voice quiet. "I do not need to be cured because I am not sick. I don't believe I ever was sick. And neither are you, Takao. And neither is everyone else who is in here." In a society who frowns upon those like himself, Takao finds something, or rather someone worth keeping. MidoTaka, minor Akakuro
Rated: T - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 2 - Words: 7,376 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 19 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 1/16/2016 - Published: 1/9/2016 - [Takao K., Midorima S.] [Akashi Seijuurou, Kuroko T.] - Complete