The sun was beginning to set, an orange hue is now displayed in the sky, emitting a peaceful and calm atmosphere, a perfect time to walk leisurely just to look at the scenery and mostly everyone is enjoying it.

Note: Mostly.

Kuroko was not feeling any of that peace right now. His head is still a mess. He does not know what to do, whether to just wait or do something about it. Kuroko sighed. Not like writing a cellphone novel would change how his favorite author thinks, and he's sure that he couldn't do something as good, no, not even close to Aka Hasami's work. The lack of updates is making him insane. The fact that the last chapter ended in a cliffhanger is not helping ease his mind. Kuroko countless of times thought of how the situation could be with the undying 'what ifs' on his mind. But of course his theories do not compare to what the writer actually planned out. Which is a pain, because that means that he will not be able to know anything not unless the writer updates.

Kuroko stopped in his tracks and stared at the beautiful orange sky that is laid before his eyes, feeling the sense of serenity wash over him by the sight, Kuroko sighed as to let out these negative emotions brought up to him by that novel. Aka Hasami will update their story. He's sure of that, for a writer never abandons their stories and leave their readers hanging while living a lie that the authors would soon update. Well, that's what Kuroko believed.

He kept on staring at the sky for the longer he stared, the more at peace he becomes. Call him a romantic* but that is how he really feels right now.

He was however shook out of trance when he heard his phone give out its alert tone. He excitedly reached for it in his pocket and his eyes widened when he saw the sender's name,

'Aka Hasami!'

Kuroko became nervous and happy all of a sudden. Finally his wish was granted, finally he can let his mind be at peace for a short while. Not wasting any more time, Kuroko opened the message.

That happiness that he felt immediately sunk into the deepest part of himself.

Kuroko's face falls to every second that passed when he was reading the message. It wasn't an update at all, it was an author's note. A horrible one at that. Kuroko was frozen in place, he feels so unsure again and he also feel like he's betrayed.

'This can't be'

Even though one could look at Kuroko and think that the kid seems okay, the look in his eyes beg to differ. They hold the slightest bit of sadness that Kuroko feels. When Kuroko was finished on reading the message he refused to believe it, so he took his time to read it again, word for word.

'This is not an update. I would just like to announce to my loyal readers that I am terribly sorry. I would have to drop this project of mine. I have lost the will and the ability to write. I know that is not an acceptable reason, but I want all of you who kept messaging me and those who are thinking about it to stop. I am not going to continue this series anymore, nor am I going to write a new one. I am going to quit writing. Please do not reply to this message. - Aka Hasami'

Feeling defeated, Kuroko closed his phone and shoved it into his pocket. He does not know what to think or feel anymore. He feels like those protagonists in romance novels wherein their lover leaves them and then the truth was smacked into their skulls, numb. He feels numb and tired. The tiring everyday routine of checking his phone every time he received a message is now taking a toll on him. This is the first time he actually felt tired because of checking out his phone.

That day was the start of Kuroko not really paying any attention to his phone.

。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。

'You've got mail!'

'Stop'

'You've got mail!'

'I told you to stop. Please'

'You've got mail!'

That was the last straw. Kuroko shakily grabbed his phone and turned it off. He knows that that message would most probably be just another one from the service center but then again the mere sound of the alert tone made him remember the pain as a reader and fan. He honestly does not want to bring his phone to school but then his mother insisted in case of emergencies, he does not even want to touch his phone anymore nor even just look at it. He guessed he just loved that series too much that the news hit a serious vital part of him.

Kuroko sighed for the umpteenth time that day. The service center and probably the people who actually remembered him maybe decided that it's a good time to torture him for they send way too many messages his way, further reminding him of the sad news that he received yesterday from Aka Hasami. Kuroko decided to not shut his phone down at first, for his mother would constantly check up on him at school but then his phone's alert tone would go off and it always makes him flinch, so he decided to put it on silent, but then the vibrations also bugs him, and now he decided to finally turn it off. Kuroko shoved his phone in his bag and stood up. Resting under a tree and feeling the afternoon breeze is relaxing, but then that is not enough of a distraction for Kuroko. Deciding to drown his frustrations away with the use of a new good book to read, Kuroko heads for the schools library.

He hopes that this hungover for the series would go away once he read a new one. And he hopes that it'll come true.

。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。

The library is probably Kuroko's most beloved place. It provides him new and interesting books to read and at the same time provides him the amount of peace that he needs to read and let himself be taken in the world of the book that he would be reading.

Kuroko was browsing aimlessly at the aisles of the library, looking at every book title he passed by and still as of now, he hasn't found anything interesting. When he entered the next aisle however a book had caught his eyes.

'In Writing A Decent Fiction, You Must...'

Kuroko became intrigued. He knows that he really does not want to write something of his own but then again, he might need it for future references. Kuroko then reached out for the book, not noticing another hand reaching for it too. Just when Kuroko was about to touch the binder, his hand touched another's. Startled, Kuroko withdraw his hand away and looked at the other person trying to reach the book.

"Ah, Isn't this some kind of deja vu*? Though this time, we didn't collide that badly."

Kuroko then remembered the person before him. He was Midorima's friend. Though Kuroko did not know the guy's name, the fiery red hair and equally red eyes are all too familiar to Kuroko.

The two said their hellos and decided to take the book and sit at one of the tables provided in the library.

"I am sorry for now noticing you earlier... Kuroko-san"

Akashi stated quietly once the both of them are seated. It seemed that Midorima's friend remembered his name, although it took some time to actually remember it. Kuroko shook his head as he opened the book. The other one insisted that Kuroko could read the book first.

"It's okay...uhmmm"

Then Kuroko remembered that the guy did not really introduced himself to Kuroko so now he wast lost on how to address the red haired teen.

"Ah, Akashi Seijuuro. How rude of me to not introduce myself during our first meeting yesterday."

Akashi said and Kuroko nodded. 'Akashi', it sounds familiar yet not. For Kuroko at least.

"It's okay Akashi-kun. I'm used to people not noticing me, however I'm surprised that you managed to remember my name because most does not really bother. Oh, and just 'Kuroko' will do."

Akashi was surprised at how this kid could talk to him so calmly and as if they've known each other for a long time with the way how he speaks. Akashi, at a loss of what to say, decided to change the subject of their conversation.

"Okay then, Kuroko. So you like to write?"

Akashi asked while he was looking at the book the both of them got. This question earned a gaze from Kuroko. The blue haired teen shook his head as he flipped the book to the next page.

"Not really. I like reading more than writing. I just want to know the basics if ever there is the need to write my own composition."

Kuroko said and then resumed reading. Akashi hummed at that. So he wasn't into writing as much as reading. He can understand that. Silence overwhelmed the pair with the constant flipping of pages as the only sound that could be heard. Even though Akashi was not reading the book, he wasn't bored for he likes how Kuroko reacts to the contents of the book. The teen might not be pretty expressive during conversations but when a new fact or information was fed to him, he can have the most expressive face. Akashi was too absorbed in staring at Kuroko that he didn't notice the latter is now staring back at him. Kuroko was confused as to why Akashi was staring at him.

"Is there something on my face, Akashi-kun?"

Kuroko asked and this made Akashi wake up from his dazed state. Akashi shook his head as he composed himself in his seat and looked at Kuroko,

"No, there isn't"

The conversation didn't continue after that, and both just stared at each other. Kuroko took this chance to ask.

"What about you? Are you fond of writing Akashi-kun?"

Akashi tilted his head at this. He then looked away from Kuroko and turned his attention to the book laid in front of them.

"You could say that I was?"

Akashi said, unsure of himself. Kuroko was confused by this. How can a person not be again interested at something they were once interested at? And besides, what is there to be uninterested to something that you like?

As if sensing the other's struggles in understanding his statement, Akashi looked back at Kuroko,

"I like writing but then again I hate it"

This just made Kuroko more confused. How can someone like and yet dislike the same thing? Confusion is now evident in Kuroko's face and Akashi couldn't help but chuckle.

"I'm sorry, am I being vague?"

At this, Kuroko slowly nodded and Akashi thought up of the words that would easily explain to his new found friend how writing for him is.

"You could say that I really like to write and make my own compositions but then I had restrictions which made me dislike it at the same time."

Akashi explained and Kuroko seems to understand now. Of course, how can you enjoy your talent if restrictions were added to the mix? You would wish that you wouldn't have that talent at all.

"But do you still write, Akashi-kun?"

Kuroko couldn't help but question. If the guy likes writing, even though he has restrictions, he would still find the loopholes and write his own composition down.

"I have my fair share of compositions. May it be stories, poems, and whatnot"

Akashi said and Kuroko was in awe. Someone with the same age as him can write those things now. It is a rarity to find a person their age who likes things related to literature. That is why the Literature club has few members. Kuroko was happy that he has another friend who shares the same interest as him.

"How do you find cellphone novels Akashi-kun?"

Kuroko then asked the red head again. If the guy likes reading and writing, then he is bound to come across those type of novels. At this question, all interest left Akashi's face immediately and was replaced with the slightest hint of disgust.

"I hate them."

Was the simple answer. Kuroko felt a pang of pain in his insides. Insulting something like one of his favorite mode of reading felt like he was being stepped on. Kuroko felt anger bubble up inside him but he dare not explode on Akashi. He's sure that the guy has reasons legit enough to make him be disgusted at those kind of novels.

"Why?"

Kuroko kept himself composed and makes sure that his voice would not crack. Akashi then looked at him with deadly eyes, Kuroko was sure be engraved in his mind.

"Why you said. Well, I just don't like them. I mean it's stupid and irrelevant to begin with."

Akashi began and again, slowly but surely, anger is building up.

"The stories does not have any details at all and most of the time the plot also does not make sense, the authors are making it like that to be able to fit the 1000 character limit."

Akashi's voice was dripping with venom and disgust. Kuroko was trying hard not to just shout at the guy besides him.

"And lastly, the authors themselves. I find them a worthless bunch of people who are afraid to face the harsh reality that their story aren't worthy enough for witty people to read so they run to those who they think could accept them."

Well then this is the second to the last straw. Degrading the authors like that hurts Kuroko because he can see the obvious effort the authors put in their stories for it to look appealing and interesting to their readers, almost as if the published books that are in the bookstores or libraries. Just as long as Akashi does not mention Kuroko's favorite author then he's good.

"Especially that author who only did one project and not finish it at all."

Kuroko was on all ears now. Those descriptions matched Aka Hasami perfectly.

"Who?"

Kuroko asked. He wanted to know. Someone like Aka Hasami could not be able to get hate, though he knows some does not like them but not hate them.

"Aka Hasami."

Kuroko's literary world shattered. With just the mention of the author's name on the mouth of an anti-cellphone novel person is like burdened with twice the weight of the Earth.

"I despise that author. How can they just leave their readers hanging? On top of that, they are not really a professional so why bother to even write. And they're weak. Making only one project and not finishing it with such unacceptable reason is a sign that they have no talent at all, they are just wannabes who thinks that writing is just all fun and games."

And that was the last straw. With the bubbling anger reaching his tip, Kuroko abruptly stood up, making the chair make a screeching sound against the floor. Akashi was startled at this and he looked at Kuroko who now has an angry expression on his face.

"Aka Hasami is not weak nor any of the authors of cellphone novels. They have the creativity to create stories with just a limited number of characters and they are admirable for that. Please do not say that they are worthless Akashi-kun, because I doubt you even know how amazing that author is and I doubt that you even read something amazing like a cellphone novel. I do not need the book anymore, you can read it now."

And with that Kuroko left the library without any other words, leaving Akashi alone to reflect on what happened. He reached for the book and took at look at it before closing it. He sighed. He does not like the angry expression Kuroko wore just before leaving the library.

"I surely know how worthless that author is Kuroko. You just can't see how that author is considered a garbage of society."

Akashi silently said to himself. He stayed in the library for a while to recollect himself, once he did, he placed the book back on the shelf it was in and left.

'Surely, Kuroko knows nothing at all.'

A/N Once again I present you Cellphone Novel! how are you guys liking it so far? please tell me what you think! It really makes me happy if you guys leave reviews! Oh and don't be shy to point out grammar mistakes or maybe some typographical errors, I wouldn't mind!~ Well this has been the longest chapter so far! Almost hitting 3000 words! R&R guys! I hope you like this!

Romantic* = : someone who is not realistic or practical : someone who thinks that things are better or more exciting than they really are

Deja vu* = : the illusion of remembering scenes and events when experienced for the first time