Sei-chan's part came next! Yea yea I guess it was kind of obvious. But hey I bet you guys were expecting Kise to be the second one after reading Aomine's part though. Well nope~ It was Midorima! So hahahahaha! Well anyway here's the review corner owo

1. iivogelchen- Ohhh~ First reviewer for chapter four! Thank you so much for your words. ^^- I'm glad you thought Mukkun's was sweet~ and I'm slightly sorry for the other parts making you cry but this chapter probably won't. N'kay?
2. crazysnowdragon- Should I take offense that you said you hated me? Or should I find praise in that since you hate me because my story is affecting you so much? I don't know but you'll hear about Kuroko soon enough. ^.^-
3. BlackCatAnimeGirl- Oooh. Yay. You wrote something more than "plz continue" this time! Good job girl! But yea, this is Mukkun after all. I wanted his to be more fluffy than anything.
4. xDarkxKurokox- I know right? I seriously wanted a break from all the angst and insert at least a moment of fluffy. And that's why Mukkun's was the 4th part instead of Sei-chan's like my original plan was~. Ah but was you right about it being revealed or was you wrong~?
5. bloodymaiden95- Well thank you my first anonymous reviewer. I'm glad you decide to review about Aomine on Mukkun's chapter~. At least you read it and didn't skip around to your favorite character like I would XD Thank you for taking the time to review to me by the way. ^^

So guys there's one more part after this~! I'm thankful to each and every one of you who took the time to review. So seriously guys. Thank you! Oh and by the way, you'll probably see that I lied a little bit when you read this part. Now on with:

Part 5: Akashi


When the cries of despair reach his ears moments after Life gives him her newly discarded toy, Death will sometimes be merciful. Like Fate he would go against his sister and return the abandoned soul back to its empty vassal, watching as Life reluctantly allows it to breathe once again. Even she wouldn't be so cruel as to make a living soul suffer to wait in the dark void of their body, forced to never reach the beautiful pureness of Death's love. He who is more gruesome than any mans' imagination could fabricate was the one who is most beautiful. Death's appearance is a contradiction in and of itself to the purity of his soul but he is not discouraged and continues to encase those previously living creatures in his caring hands.


Seating himself in the crispy chair with flattened cushions, brought on from years of use, Akashi Seijuurou sighed. He never thought he'd be here in a position were even he was powerless. "Tetsuya," the young man with hair like blood and eyes the color of rubies whispered into the room. Only the beeping of a heart monitor answered him. But that itself was a most welcomed answer. He would take that over silence any day.

Reaching out, Akashi brushed his fingertips across the soft cotton candy blue hair, desiring more than anything to see those reflective pale blue eyes look up at him. "I'm sorry," Akashi whispered softly, retracting his hand. There was no way he deserved to touch the young man lying before him, fighting for a life that Akashi almost cost him. "If only I had not have told you to go…." But it was too late. The damage had already been done. With a small sigh he stood up, his short stature barely making a shadow cross the figure lying in the crisp white bed encased in sheets the color of pure clouds. "I'll be back, Tetsuya." That said he left the room, walking through the building at a brisk pace with his ruby colored eyes lowered to the ground, shielded the emotions coursing through them with his bangs.

He didn't stop walking until he was back at their middle school, standing in front of the entrance to the fourth gymnasium where he first saw the person known as Kuroko Tetsuya. Pulling out the keys from his back pocket, Akashi opened the door to the gym, stepping inside and looking around as if it was the first time he ever stepped foot there. It was strange for him to act like this. Acting as if he had lost… but maybe he had. There was no way he could stop Kuroko from dying. That was as good as losing. Akashi never thought his first time losing something would involve losing a person…. A mirthless smirk lifted the corners of his lips that said only one name before falling into a frown. "Tetsuya."

"Yes, Akashi-kun?" Even Akashi's eyes couldn't have picked up on the fact that Kuroko had followed after him, walking by his side the entire time as if there wasn't a care in the world. And in response to that oh so familiar voice, Akashi looked to his left and sure enough there was an outline of the one and only, Kuroko Tetsuya. Did he already die? The young man thought to himself, staring at the transparent form beside him. As if reading his mind, those wondrous pale blue eyes turned to him and he spoke in his soft voice, "Please do not write me off as dead yet, Akashi-kun."

For once the redhead was at a lost on how to respond but seeing that emotionless expression and hearing that monotone voice, he laughed. "Fighting for your life and you can still remain so apathetic!" Seriously… this boy never ceased to amaze him.

"I'm not fighting for it anymore though," Kuroko stated, lifting his hand to brush Akashi's bangs away from his eyes. "It is all over now."

What did that mean? Ruby red eyes stared at the boy who slowly moved his ghost like hand away from his bangs. Did Kuroko die? Did he survive? What did it meant?! Without being able to voice his questions though, Akashi watched as Kuroko disappeared from his sight. "Tetsuya!" Calling the name out in vain, the young redhead spun on his heel, running back in the direction he had just came from. He had to see for himself… if he lost one of the most precious things to him or not.