Akakuro week day 2. I kinda (not really tbh) used the prompt Reunions.
Descending specks of white clustered together, covering the ground with blankets of snow white. Snowflakes gether in barren branches, frost crawled across rock and stone. The pond, once occupied by lily pads, became one of the world's fragilest mirrors; no one wants it to crack.
It was the pools of mahogany that stood out the most; against the snow and the mass of currant fur. Sapphire orbs flickered over the wolf. The rise and fall of it's chest made him stalk over quietly. Kuroko knelt down, inspecting it's wounds. There were a few arrows protruding out of it's stomach. he flinched back when a ruby eye flicked in his direction. But the wolf made no movement, save for breathing.
Kuroko tapped his chin in thought,eyes gazing their surroundings; nothing but powder white and pecan brown. "I'll be back." He stood up, his knees stained stained cherry.
The currant colored wolf closes its eyes as jet black particles materialized and as the cerulean individual disappeared among them.
The arctic eyed one returns, slipping through shadows and obsidian wisps clinging to his form. In his arms is a basket. He retakes his position in front of the wolf. "This may hurt. Please bare with me." Kuroko swifted ripped the projectiles out and treated the wounds with supplies from his basket. A couple hours laters, after muffled yelps and small growls, Kuroko managed to wrap wounds, but ran out of supplies in the process.
"I believe I have more bandages at home. I'll be back again."
When Kuroko returns, there's only blood dyed snow waiting for him.
One year later...
His heavy pants, created white puffs in the air, were becoming more difficult. Being enclosed by the familiar powder and hickory brought little comfort as he leaned against the sleeping maple. The jagged bark bites into his arm and back were nothing compared to the throbbing ache in his head. Limping from tree to tree,Kuroko left a trail Umbra particles in his footsteps.
Fatigue weight down on his legs and pulled on his eyelids. After a wave of vertigo, arctic irises rolled back. Kuroko fell to his knees, and into the snow.
Crunch…..crunch….
Snow had collected in his cerulean locks and dusted across his limbs. The tiniest of snowflakes rested in his eyelashes. Merigold and ruby look down at the human, whose breaths were short and quiet.
The currant wolf watched for a moment before nudging the human's hand. No reaction. It tries again, and the results are the same. Even little nips at his fingers and whining, he slept on. The cerulean haired man was in a deep slumber.
The wolf closed its eyes as it began shifting. Leaves of Aconitifolium swirled around, enclosing the wolf and dissolving moments later. Now stood a scarle-haired man clad in a wine shirt, black pants that tucked into navy boots and a crimson cloak. He looked over himself, making sure he shifted properly.
Checking over Kuroko, he discovered a high temperature, while the rest of his body was frigid. The shifter unfasten his cloak and wrapped it around him. He slipped an arm behind his knees and and across his back before lifting.
The cerulean-haired man peeked an eye open after feeling himself moving. Seeing scarlet, he felt at peace.
"...Wolf-san? I'm...cold."
The scarlet haired man look down at Kuroko, who curled closer into his chest.
"Try to hold on a little longer. We're almost there."
"Akashi, there you are-" Midorima stared at the bundle in Akashi's arms.
"Excellent timing, Midorima. Can you fetch the blankets and some water?"
"I'm sure he'll be fine as soon as he gets over his fever."
"Thank you for your assistance. I appreciate it."
"I- I didn't for it for you. Disposing a body is troublesome."
The next morning, Kuroko woke up under several blankets and wondering where in the world he was. Gingerly, he pushed himself to sit up. Dizziness waved over. One foot at a time he now sat normally atop of the bed, legs dangling a few inches above a rug. On the ground laid a heap of crimson fabric. Kuroko leaned over and caught a bit with the tip of his fingers. 'This feels very familiar' He held it out in front of him and saw a hood. 'I don't own any cloaks though-'
"Ah, you're awake." Kuroko instinctively brought the clothing to his chest, as if caught with something he shouldn't have. Turning around, he saw scarlet hair emerge from the comforters and quilts.
"Good morning."
The stranger stretched before lazily hopping out of bed. "Good morning. How are you feeling?"
A cool hand rested on his forehead and the marigold and ruby appeared again. "..."
"... I feel better. Thank you…"
"Akashi Seijuurou. And you are?"
"Kuroko Tetsuya. Thank you for taking care of me."
"It's my pleasure. You've saved me before, it's only right i do the same for you." Akashi beckoned him over to the kitchen and set out two glasses of water. Kuroko held the cloak in his hands and joined at the table.
"Um, I think you're mistaken, Akashi-san, I don't believe we've ever met before."
"It was a time ago. Anyways, you are welcome to say here as long as you like."
Kuroko started at the offer. " I couldn't possibly; you've done enough for me."
Akashi rested his chin against his hand and observed his guest in amusement and interest. The crimson cloak was tangled and rested in Kuroko's hands as he unconsciously played with it.
" Do you have somewhere to go, then?" Kuroko reluctant shook his head, 'Not anymore'
"Then you can stay here and assist me in my work. Sounds like a fair deal,no?"
Extras:
- Kuroko does stay
- Akashi slept with Kuroko in his wolf form to keep him warm and shifts back to human form if sleeps for too long
-This whole Au is Lisa's fault
-I also tired v hard not to use the word "red"
( I left this imcomplete because i have more planned for this. If people are interested, I'll post the next chapter. Please let me know if you are interest~!)
Thank you for reading