Otaku Akashi
Part Two
After the torturous shopping, Akashi and Mayuzumi headed to a café nearby. It was one Mayuzumi suggested. Akashi was undeniably delighted to go. The name Maji Café was a name that stimulated his interest straight away.
When they walked through the front door, a woeful feeling touched at his chest. He looked around at the other two tables that were occupied. There was a person older than him by a few years it seemed, reading a book in the corner of the room. The other two people took a table by the entrance, gossiping. Then he looked at where he and Mayuzumi sat. They were in front of a window displaying the street below them.
The redhead felt his heart clench and unclench. "Oh Yato God, please swear your oath of tragedy on this human being," he said. He pointed a finger at Mayuzumi, to which the latter only stared back, eyebrows raised in question.
The high schooler sighed. He closed the distance between them and whispered, "This café looks like Anteiku from Tokyo Ghoul, doesn't it?" He examined the table they sat at again, then turned his attention back to Mayuzumi, a wide smile crossing his face. "This is just too perfect!"
A few seconds of silence passed between them when a thought of realization hit Akashi like a bullet train. He glowered at Mayuzumi's playful smirk.
"How dare you!" he screamed-whispered.
Mayuzumi sat his arms on the table and cupped his face lazily with one hand, gazing almost lovingly at Akashi. "Why must you wear such a look of ire, my junior?" teased Mayuzumi.
Akashi's eyes narrowed. "This looks exactly like the layout of Anteiku. And don't you dare tell me it doesn't. This is the exact table where Kaneki held Hide as he died, telling him 'Let's go home.'"
The eldest chuckled. He opened his mouth to make a retort but was interrupted by the waitress.
"Hello!" she chirped happily. "What may I get you two?"
"I'll get a cappuccino," said Akashi.
"And I will get a black coffee, just plain. And also two chicken sandwiches," said Mayuzumi.
When the waitress left, Akashi crossed his arms. "Don't tell me that you're secretly a ghoul."
"Nope, not at all, but–"
"But?" Akashi shot up in excitement.
"But you did just ruin the ending of the second season for me," the grey-headed boy deadpanned.
Akashi's jaw slacked open. "I am so sorry, oh dear cookies." He paused. "The manga is better is a hundred times better, I assure you." Awkwardly, he gave two thumbs up.
Mayuzumi subtly rolled his eyes. He retrieved a light novel from his bag and started reading as if nothing else mattered.
Suddenly, a thought popped into the younger boy's head. "Hey, Mayuzumi," he said. He was definitely happy and excited. Never in his life did he have anyone to talk to otaku-related things about in person. Although the college student didn't seem like it, he was the closest he could get.
"What is it?" Mayuzumi lowered his book down, giving a bit of his attention to Akashi.
"Have you ever tried cosplaying before?" Akashi inquired.
"I have not." His face was as straight as a brick wall.
Akashi huffed in annoyance. "Come on. How long have you been a fan for? There must've been a time in your life you cosplayed, right?" he continued to prob.
Mayuzumi shrugged his shoulders and continued reading.
At this, he gave up and didn't question his senpai further. A minute later their food finally arrived.
"Please enjoy your meal," the waitress said, and left the two of them alone again.
As the two of them ate in relative silence, Akashi glanced up once in a while to watch the older boy eat his food. He ate in a refined manner. And his looks, oh, wow, he was stunning physically despite those empty grey eyes of his. How was a human being this composed at all times? He could get shot in the leg and not even panic. He was like a real life version of Mikaze Ai from Uta no Prince-Sama. The thought terrified him a bit.
A few days later during school on a Tuesday, Akashi sat at his desk at the back of the class. He didn't want to brag, but he certainly felt like the protagonist of a story. In front, the classroom's homeroom teacher was presenting a math formula and the various methods to complete it.
He scribbled in his notebook absentmindedly. Then his phone buzzed in his pocket. He took a glance up at the teacher to make sure he wasn't watching and took out his cellphone. He opened it and almost cried out. In a nanosecond he regretted even checking his phone. He had forgotten that he had changed his phone background to a sexy shirtless Grey last night. And damn.
He bit his lip hard and did, in his upmost power, to try and hold back from smiling like an idiot. Like, who would smile like crazy during a math lesson? Possibly someone who loved the subject as much as he did. Though, in reality, he wasn't fond of numbers and playing with them. He liked sweaty boys and 2D people much more.
Unlocking his phone, he hurriedly searched for the reason why his phone vibrated. He learnt it was a notification and not a text.
Akashi's mouth dropped open. He couldn't bother his phone now. Nope. Not at all. But. Oh God. He wanted cry. He could already feel the heat behind his eyes.
He couldn't believe that Hunter x Hunter was rumoured to be releasing a new chapter soon. How long had it been since the author was away on hiatus anyway?
The redhead needed to vent his feelings somewhere. Doing it during class was the worst idea possible. However, he knew he had to keep it in. He swallowed it down, put away his phone and turned his attention back to the teacher. It was no easy task to keep from fanboying and hiding excitement.
He took a breath barely audible so the students sitting near him wouldn't hear, then started writing down the formulas into his notebook.
When the school bell rang for lunch, Akashi took his lunch with him and went to the vending machines at the end of the hall. There were students swarming the halls as he passed through, though without much difficulty. The air he wore propelled the students away from him. Inside, he was flushed.
"What should I get?" Akashi muttered to himself. He had a decision of milk or mineral water. Today, his bento seemed better with water but he also wanted milk to get taller. I wonder if that myth is even true, he wondered.
"Akashi senpai!" came a voice.
The said boy almost jumped out of his shoes from the voice. He turned his head and saw Takeshita Yuu, the current star on their team. And oh did he ever look more like Orihara Izaya today than last week. It didn't help that he was also the same height as the guy from Ikebukuro.
Akashi, at that moment, just kind of broke at the thought. He was two centimeters shorter than his kouhai, but that was okay too. He liked tall guys. In addition, Takeshita was the ideal underclassman. Who wouldn't like him? He was too perfect in every way. Despite the boy's devious looks and pranks on the third years, he was actually really sweet and kind and adorable and every other word that Akashi could find to describe him.
He almost lost himself in fanboy wonderland when he remembered. This is reality.
"What is it, Takeshita?" Akashi inquired, holding his head up higher.
Takeshita scratched the back of his head lightly. Holy mother of the cute men. Why have you drawn me a shounen-like person in front of me looking as if he's about to confess his long dying love? The thought would have been perfect if Takeshita wasn't holding a basketball in his hands.
"I was wondering if you could help me with a trick I'm working on, Akashi senpai. I mean, if you're not busy," he said.
Akashi contemplated this. He could go help his underclassman and bond with him and they could magically fall in love. Or he could go to his secret place in an abandoned classroom and interact with his new boyfriend, Scorpio, and spend some lovey-dovey tsundere moments with him. Admittedly, when he started playing Star Crossed Myth, Akashi got interested in constellations and astronomy and mythology. It was actually quite interesting, he thought.
He shook his head internally. Maybe, Akashi hoped, that his magical romance with Takeshita could bloom like those in shoujo and shounen manga!
"Sure, I can help you," said Akashi, keeping his most impressive straight face.
During all of lunch break, Akashi and helped Takeshita with his new basketball move. He watched carefully, his eyes scanning the first year's every move. That pale and flawless skin and those cute freckles on his left shoulder. His eyes were so devious and yet so cute at the same time.
Akashi didn't like giving his adorable kouhai orders. He just wanted to cuddle him and keep him in his pocket all day. All the things I could do to you, Akashi thought dreamily as he watched Takeshita perform his trick again.
"How was that?" the jet-black haired boy questioned.
Akashi bit his lips lightly then walked toward Takeshita. "I have already said this, but you should be more free when you're about to jump. You stress your muscles too much. Relax and be more quick. I will not say this again," Akashi spoke.
Takeshita lowered his head a bit and nodded. "Thank you, Akashi senpai. I'll be sure to work on that." Then the boy put the basketball away and went into the changing rooms.
When the redhead was finally alone, he mumbled angrily to himself and headed his way back to class. Obviously, they weren't going to fall in love like Sata Kyouya and Shinohara Erika from Wolf Girl and Black Prince, though he wished it was that easy. Or maybe, by a miracle, Takeshita would be determined and break Akashi's hard shell and he would only show his real self to him!
Sport anime and manga are so yesterday. This story needs a passionate romance like Kaichou wa Maid-Sama and Kimi ni Todoke, Akashi thought happily.
Classes were officially done for the day and basketball practice rolled around. Akashi just wanted to lie flat in the middle of the gym floor and not move a muscle. He so badly wanted the power to fast forward time, though maybe in another life.
Just as he was stretching is muscles, he heard an Oh! practically pop from Reo's mouth. He followed the third-year's line of sight to the door and saw Mayuzumi Chihiro standing there, leaning against the door framed with one foot sitting behind his leg and his arms crossed over his chest.
What the fudge monkeys, Chihiro. Stop being as sexy as Dr. Frost with your sexy grey hair.
A/N: I actually intended for this to be one chapter. I thought long and hard (which took a thousand years) and was like, "I like writing this. Maybe I'll write more." This is officially going to be story more than 2 chapters, yay! And that comment Akashi made about sport anime, don't listen to him! I absolutely LOVE sport series like Baby Steps, YowaMu, KnB and Haikyuu!. And did you get the reference to the series itself? The café name?:-)))) Because I'm a lame author, I might make several of failed attempts to the KnB series itself lol Also, I've reread the reviews you all made and they make me really happy ; ; I don't even know how many times I've read them, they just make me all asdfghjkl
This chapter isn't edited/proofread so I apologize about that! The next chapter, I'll definitely try to post quicker! I'm really happy that you like Otaku Akashi:') I really appreciate that you current readers have read this! (insert heart) And I also apologize that this chapter is hella short. (By the way, I just started working on a chaptered KnB fanfic and the main lovers: KUROKO AND AKASHI. Not sure when I'll have the first chapter out, but hopefully soon.) I hope you look forward to the next chapter, and thank you for reading! I hope you review and like it as much as I had fun writing it~