Charity Begins at Heart, a Kuroko no Basuke Fanfiction

Summary: Suddenly, Furihata has the urge to conduct a charity project. Luckily, Akashi is more than willing to help his Kouki.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroko no Basuke and all of its characters.

XOXOXOXOXO

Wednesday, 2:00 PM - Seirin High Grounds, Tokyo

Furihata arrives at the venue successfully after some tempting offers from Akashi - ranging from kisses to in-depth couple shenanigans. But the brunet is sturdy enough to avoid these. He will be meeting Fukuda and Kawahara today. As to what the matter is, Furihata doesn't know yet.

He looks around, seeing the ever inspring facade of the school he is enrolled to. Seeing this makes him go back to memory lane. There is a feeling of giddiness inside him that almost make him weak on his knees. Of course, the highlight of his memories are those with Akashi, from their first encounter to how the redhead courted him in every funny way possible.

Flashback 1:

Furihata went home after Kuroko's birthday party feeling happy. As he was walking down the road to his house, a car stopped by his side. Furihata gasped at the familiarity. When the window was lowered, it revealed the familiar face that scared the shit out of him.

"A-Akashi?"

"Hey, Furihata-kun. Why are you walking alone?"

"Uhm... I do this everyday I walk home, A-Akashi... What a-are you doing h-here?" Furihata was scared shit at the sudden change of aura from the redhead. The all-dominating Emperor was totally gone. He was also called by his family name.

"Is that so? Come now, I will take you to your house so that you can get home faster. Who knows what these dark roads will offer you." Akashi speaks like he was one of the angels that came down from heaven. And Furihata felt like he would faint anytime.

'P-P-Prince!'

"Furihata-kun?" Akashi was bothered by the brunet's reaction.

"Ah, Akashi! Sorry! I m-must have made you w-wait..."

"It is of no importance, Furihata-kun. What do you say, shall I lead you home?"

"If that is not a burden to y-you, A-Akashi."

"Of course not, silly. Ride in."

And Furihata's way home went pretty quick.

Flashback 2:

After that incident, Akashi requested for Furihata's number. They have been texting and calling each other since that night. Kuroko noticed this and was happy for the brunet. The phantom player even pushed Furihata to set meet-ups with Akashi, which earned a bright red face from the brunet. But Furihata decided that they would eventually meet anyway so why not.

"Furihata-kun, are you okay?" asked Akashi, who was sipping his cup of black coffee. They were at one of Akashi's favorite restaurants in town. He was dressed accordingly, while Furihata was conscious of his underrated way of fashion. Akashi just brushed this off and let Furihata enjoy the night.

"Uhm, y-yeah. I am okay, Akashi!" the shocked expression made Akashi uneasy as well. Had he been that terrifying before? Or should he say, his other self had been so terrifying before?

"Furihata-kun... I am deeply sorry you feel scared around me. My brother, Bokushi, is actually the one who made you scared. Forgive him, if you may."

This was a plot twist. Furihata never really knew that there were two versions of Akashi inside one body. The brunet just smiled shyly and accepted the apology. Akashi took notice of the way the brunet smiles. Cute.

And they went to more meet-ups after that.

Flashback 3:

After Vorpal Swords won against Jabberwock, and Kagami left for the States, Furihata continued to meet up with Akashi every now and then. Akashi even offered tutorial lessons for the brunet especially in Mathematics. They usually meet at the Rakuzan dorms because Akashi's father might know that his son is befriending a commoner.

"And that's everything you need to know, Furihata. I hope you pass your examinations." Akashi said with finality as he closed all of his reference books together with his notes. Furihata did the same.

"Thank you, Akashi... I d-d-don't know how to repay you."

"No need. Just pass your exams."

"But-"

"Hm?"

"Ah, n-nothing... Thanks again, Akashi."

"You want to repay me, huh?" Akashi spoke, Furihata stopped in his tracks. He looked at Akashi with confusion.

"Y-Yes... Do you want anything? Food or things? Tell me..."

"I want tofu soup."

"Eh? That's pretty simple, Akashi..."

"I know... But that's my favorite."

"I s-see... Tofu soup it is, then! Be back in fifteen, Akashi!"

And Akashi's smile never left his lips. As he waited for Furihata to come back, he texted Kuroko. The phantom player quickly replied.


8:45 PM

To: Kuroko Tetsuya

Kuroko, do you think Furihata will be a good wife for me?

8:46 PM

To: Akashi-kun

Akashi-kun, please don't monopolize Furihata-kun. We need him for the basketball team.

8:47 PM

To: Kuroko Tetsuya

I am not doing anything of the sort. I just wanted your opinion.

8:48 PM

To: Akashi-kun

Then yes is my answer. Please take care of him, Akashi-kun.

8:49 PM

To: Kuroko Tetsuya

Thank you Kuroko. I will take care of him. Good night.

8:50 PM

To: Akashi-kun

I'm sure you'll do great to him. Good night as well, Akashi-kun.


And after a great while, Furihata came back with a few plastic bags. He looked like someone who would collapse anytime.

"Are you okay, Furihata? What do you have there?" Akashi stood up and helped Furihata.

"I'm okay, Akashi. I just bought ingredients for your tofu soup."

"You can cook?"

"Y-yeah. I learned from my mom and a bit from Kagami."

And that night, Akashi really thought to have Furihata as his wife - if the brunet's tofu soup is anything to go by.

Flashback 4:

The day when Akashi confessed to Furihata about his feelings was when the brunet's life changed its course. They had the usual confess-then-kiss situation but with the GoM and their teammates gathered around them. Kuroko was obviously the happiest one there, though quite sad because Kagami wasn't there. Aomine and Kise were grinning like idiots and mumbled something about "Damn time, Akashi." Midorima just watched in pure silence but inwardly happy while Takao clutches on his arm, laughing heartily. Murasakibara just made a sound of approval while Himuro smiled genuinely at the new couple. Momoi was shell-shocked, to be honest. She knew it the latest, so she was really surprised how their Teiko captain fell in love with the Chihuahua from Seirin. Momoi also learned about Kuroko having feelings for Kagami, which she spent five nights crying and taking time to accept the fact that her 'Tetsu-kun' would never be hers. Aomine and Kise comforted her and told her that a better one would be coming her way.

And in that day, a dinner was made for all who attended the confession party planned by Kuroko. There were plenty of food and drinks for everyone. Even Kasamatsu was there, who unbeknownst to all, was giving secret stares to the brunet guy beside Momoi. Mibuchi was teasing Mayuzumi about something and the silver-haired teen glared at him. And more fun moments ensued.

Flashback 5:

This was the most difficult part of their newly-found relationship. Furihata knew how Akashi's father would react. And here they were, in the Akashi Villa with Masaomi.

"This is purely disgusting, Seijuurou. I didn't raise you to be like this! And having an affair with a commoner, much less a guy, is adding salt to the injury. Unbelievable."

That statement pierced Furihata's heart like a double-edged sword. He knew the day he said yes to Akashi would be the day that the redhead's heirloom life would burn to ashes. But he also knew Akashi would stick to the tradition. Furihata knew it all along. There was no way the redhead would stick with him after all these. But what shocked Furihata was that he's being kissed in front of Masaomi.

The Akashi Head gasped in shock. This was how Shiori did it when she asked for his hand in marriage. Though it is arranged, but Masaomi fell in love with the woman who took her breath away since then.

"I hope this is sufficient evidence that my feelings are true and irrevocable. If you do not want me to be an heir anymore, I do not mind. I'm going with Kouki and that is final." Akashi stood up and left the room with Furihata's hand entwined with him.

Few days passed and there were no news about Seijuurou. Masaomi was getting worried to the point that he almost let the company fall. Client after client were breaking contracts with him. What had he done wrong? He slammed both hands on his office table. Tears were running down his face. How could he be selfish with his own son's happiness? If Shiori was selfish enough to have him, then Seijuurou could be the same with Kouki.

And so he decided to let Furihata Kouki in their lives from now on. And that decision wasn't really regrettable.

Back to Present:

Furihata's eyes are glistening when he looked back on those days. He is thankful to the heavens for sending Akashi on his life. He smiles, wiping the tears that are starting to form in his eyes. Then he hears someone calling him.

"Furi!" and that is Kawahara.

"Fukuda, Kawahara!" Furihata's smile widens as his two friends approach him.

"It's been a while, Furi! How's the Akashi life so far?" Fukuda asks, Kawahara seconds the motion.

"It's going good, guys. How about you two?"

"Well, we're good as always. Hope Akashi won't kill us for stealing you today." Kawahara chuckles.

"Nope, he won't. The Emperor Akashi and the Heir Akashi are different."

"I know, right? I mean, look at how he threw a party just to confess to you in front of us. Coach is really mad but she can't say no to Akashi's pledge of loyalty to you." Kawahara tells, which makes Furihata blush.

"That's super embarrassing on my part!"

"Yeah! We saw your face, though. Wanna get eaten whole by the ground."

"You have no idea."

"So," Fukuda starts. "I thought we're going to buy shoes today? Ready?"

"Yup!" Furihata and Kawahara shouts in unison. And they all break in laughter, running like basketball idiots in practice.

To be Continued...

There ya have it!
Chapter 10 is uuuuuuuuuuuuuup!
I'm glad I made it this far! My mind's too muddled up.
Anyway, thanks for reading!

P.S. Please pray for my sake as well. May God give me a job soon. *crosses fingers*

Love,
Stella