Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke. It belongs to Fujimaki Tadatoshi.

Okay, so, I had more time than imagined, but from Monday onwards, I will be limiting myself to half an hour a week to do whatever I want to. BTW, today, expect lots of OOC-ness from me, the author. My writing style may even change, due to the excess fangirling over Akashi from the previous episodes of Kuroko no Basuke.

[Loner 72]: Wahhh! Thank you so much! I really didn't hink that my writing was so good! Also, make your review as long as you want! I don't mind! [Fan of the Fan]: Uwahhhh! Thanks! Really! I'm grateful! [Amazing Narcissist] Ah, I'm glad... Thank you! [MangaFreakishOtaku]: Ah, thanks so much! You're such a great consolation! [Letty-chan 19]: Ah! Thank you very much! Don't worry, there will be more fluff!

Big thanks to Letty-chan 19 for letting me confide in her. She gave me the idea to do some KuroAka! And sorry to Kuroko for neglecting him!

Chapter 6 Part 1 - The Maid Cafe

Knock. Knock.

All eyes turned to the door.

Knock. Knock.

The teacher turned to the door.

Creaak...

The door opened... Just to reveal Nijimura Shuuzo! Haha, you didn't expect that, did you?

"Shirogane-sensei... I am here to alert the students to prepare for the upcoming school festival. Thank you and have a nice day." Nijimura cast a withering look at the 'brats' in the class, but his gaze softened when he saw Akashi.

"And you, student council president, are in charge of this class." he turned and left.

"Shuuzo-kun, have you told all the students in charge of the upcoming festival to prepare for it yet?" school principal, check.

"Yes. Class 1A, Akashi Seijuro. Class 1B, Midorima Shintaro and Murasakibara Atsushi. Class 1C, Kuroko Tetsuya and Kise Ryouta. Class 1D, Momoi Satsuki and Aomine Daiki, right?"

Now, imagine a smirk. And imagine it grow wider. And wider. And so wide, the smirk monopolizes the whole face. Don't you just want to wipe that grin off that face? Don't you want to succumb to your heart's desires? Don't you - *Authoress once again gets hit on the head*.

Now, let's move over to the situation in Class 1A.

"Sensei, I suggest we do a vote on what to do for the school festival," Akashi said. He already had a good mind on what to do - food booths, hold events, or -

"Sensei, how about a crossdressing maid cafe? The boys can crossdress and wear maid outfits..." a girl dreamily said.

Murmurs of agreement and of consent filled the classroom. Akashi bit his lip. He already knew what was going to happen next.

"If all of you, want a maid cafe, a maid cafe it is. So, the pressing question is now... Which boys have the prettiest face?" Shirogane asked.

Akashi squeezed his eyes shut. And what was going to happen next was -

All heads swivelled and turned to look at Akashi.

- "Akashi-kun, you're up. Now, how about Nakamura-kun, Shiro-kun, Nishio-kun and Isogai-kun (random names). Go and get your measurements taken, please. Everyone else will prepare the food, drinks, and everything else."

"Ne, ne, what will all of you be doing for the festival? My and Kuroko-cchi's class will be supporting the library community!" Kise announced. Under normal circumstances, Akashi would have corrected Kise's grammar, but he decided to let is pass just that once.

"Satsuki and I'll be doing... Some shit." Aomine.

"Dai-chan, mind your language! What we will be doing is not 'some shit', it is a booth with games!" Momoi.

"Mido-chin and I will be having a food booth. Mido-chin originally wanted to support the astrology club, but the class decided not to let him," a lazy voice belonging to Murasakibara drawled out.

Gyahaha! Now for the fun part!

"Aka-chin, what will your class be doing?"

Six pairs of eyes turned to look at Akashi. Akashi stared back.

"A maid cafe."

"Oh, so the girls will be dressed as maids?" asked Kise.

Akashi slowly shook his head. A maid cafe, customers not served by females, not served by just any male, but by -

"No. A crossdressing maid cafe. I will be crossdressing and forced into a maid outfit."

Five pairs of eyes belonging to males glared competitively, sparks seen between their eyes, and meeting at one point. Seeing the scene in front of her, Momoi's eyes lit up, as if saying,

"Yaoi in action! I'm a fujoshi, and I'm proud of it!"

Oh, the fun they would be having. Akashi was blissfully unaware.

Gah, what a short chapter. And a waste of time, too. Tell me what you think, you guys! Oh, and two more things!

1)KuroAka in the next chapter!

2)What did you think of my writing style here? Do you prefer it, or do you prefer my previous one? If you like this one better, then I may just try to be in fangirling mode 24/7!

Well, please drop a review! It'll be greatly appreciated!