Story Summary: Midorima never knew he would really believe in angels.

Warning: Unbeta, Akashi x fem Kuroko. Please bear with my worst grammar. This series (maybe) unrelated with each other.

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His Guardian

"Do you believe in angel Shintarou?"

A red headed teen with his eyes covered with bandages was currently lying on a white bed. His left hand is also covered with bandages and there is a tube connecting him to a bag of dextrose. His voice sounds a little croaky, almost drained and with traces of apparent sorrow.

The other person in the room, a green headed teen is a physician trainee from the hospital in which the red head is currently admitted. His tasks include regular rounds to the patients and taking notes of their prescribed medical intakes. He was assigned to monitor the red head and for the past few days they became somehow, familiar with each other.

"I do not think I could believe in such. Why do you ask Akashi?" he replied obviously uninterested in the subject.

"You should, after all I have one" he looked away from his clip board and glance at the red head. The red head's lips form a small smile.

"Then I would, if you let us meet" he said uncharacteristically not wanting to make the topic longer. He left the red head after he was finished from his task.

In the next day before he knocked on his door, he heard a soft laugh of a girl. Curiously he listens to their conversation. The girl was telling the red head a story and the red head would reply with a lively tone untypical of his usual weary voice.

He knocked and then the door opens. He was surprised when the door was opened by a pale, petite girl with hairs of teal that flows just a little above her shoulders. Her eyes are round and her face is void of emotions yet when she smiled for the green head he was instantly mesmerized.

So she is his angel? He thinks that the red head is maybe head over heels in love with the girl that he thinks of her as his angel.

When he makes his rounds, he would always see the teal head besides Akashi. He learned her name was Kuroko Tetsumi. They were classmates from Teiko Middle School and they are members of the school's basketball team.

Akashi would be very lively when the teal head is around. He would smile more and talk more. The teal head is also happy around the red head. She would describe him the room and the flowers she brought as the red head could not see from his bandaged eyes. She would tell him different stories and the red head would become excited to recover quickly.

She would kiss Akashi's forehead from time to time and holds his hand until he falls asleep. She would even sing a lullaby to force Akashi to rest as he did not want to fall asleep when she was around.

She is always there waiting. Waiting silently for his recovery.

She is indeed Akashi's angel. A very beautiful and lovely angel.

A week later, there came a strong storm. The sky is dark and rain falls heavily from above. That evening, the red head gave his last breath. They could no longer save him. No one is present when it happens and Midorima is highly disturbed since he became a witness of their love. He knew that the teal head would be greatly affected by the untimely death.

He wanted to see the teal head and say his condolences personally but he did not see her when his family came for his remains. He tried to ask them but they said they did not know her or where she came from.

Bothered by the mysterious girl, he checked Akashi's file. One year ago, he met an accident with his classmate when they were returning home from a training camp. He suffered a trauma on his brain and spine and he could no longer see. One girl from his team died in the scene. The girl's name was Kuroko Tetsumi.

A/n: Yes it's 2 am and I am currently cursing my mind for making a sad,sad story. I am in love with their pairings yet I always make them suffer. I'm very sorry about that. Also you may think they are bit of OOC but I think its enough for the theme.

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