Akashi's New Job Chapter 2
By: Stupiak Kitty
A/N: Sorry if it took so long, I have no computer at hand and my phone doesn't allow me to update any stories on ff there. That is also my reason why I started focusing on the other writing site too.
Here you go. This has been written ages ago.
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"Okay, first things first," The girl with the glasses called. They were now inside the classroom and Takao couldn't believe how much effort the class of Akashi had exerted just to achieved this. It almost looked real. The girl went on, "Who's going to be the bride?"
Midorima and Takao froze the moment they heard it. They weren't ready with this, and it's making their head throb. Midorima couldn't control the warmth spreading on his cheeks, while Takao couldn't control the hammering of his heart on his chest.
The two Shuutoku players didn't move, so Aomine decided to kill the silence by speaking, "Takao, just be the bride."
"W-What?" Takao said, his head felt it was floating.
"No, Aominecchi, I wanna see Midorimacchi to be the bride just this once," Kise interjected. "That'd be way too cute!"
"K-Kise," Midorima grunted, his hand clenching in annoyance.
"Uhh...why don't you decide this by playing Jaken instead?" Kagami interjected.
"Rock-paper-scissors? That's a great idea, Kagamicchi!"
"It is, it is," The girl agreed. "Let's see, the winner will be the bride-"
"Oh," Kise blinked when they saw Midorima and Takao's hands were now drawn in front of each other, as though the duo were already accustomed of doing this so their hands automatically moved when the game was mentioned. As though they just communicated using their eyes. The other hand's fingers where spread out, mimicking a scissors while the other one was clenched, like a stone. A smirk creeped on the corner of Kise's mouth until it transformed into a wolf-like grin. "Nice one, Midorimacchi."
Midorima made an embarrassed sound at the back of his throat. He never thought that his luck towards the game would bring him immense embarrasment.
"Oh, Shin-chan won," Takao said with an amused voice. "Guess he's going to be my bride."
Midorima gasped when he heard that, especially when it made the other basketball players laughed.
"Let's redraw!" He proclaimed, before looking at the girl with glasses. "I didn't hear the rule clearly so I haven't prepared myself."
"But Shin-chan, you always win in this game."
"Shut up, Takao!" Midorima exclaimed. Then he huffed. "I'm not going to wear woman's clothing."
"Oh, but Mido-chin, you're not new to this, right?" Murasakibara drawled, causing the green haired man to flinch. "You've worn kimino when we were in middle school, and it suited you."
"Oh! I remember that!" Kise laughed, then he took a glance at Aomine who growled, "Not one word, Kise."
Kise could only giggle.
"Eh? Really?" Takao chimed. "Shin-chan wore kimono? Heh. I need to see that!"
"M-Murasakibara," Midorima growled. "I appreciate it if you don't mention this again."
Murasakibara only shrugged.
"Well," The girl called their attention. "I think it's all settled then."
Before Midorima could disagree, the girl turned around and gestured something. Then they stared when they were approached with several students who wore the uniform of the school. They assumed that all of them are Akashi's classmates, but the said boy wasn't present.
Takao was lead to the right side of the room by the three girls, the part where the black curtain was placed like an impromtu dressing room. Midorima was lead by the girl with the glasses together with the two girls. While the remaining students accompanied Kuroko and the others to the made-up aisle.
The girl on the right side of Takao brought the curtain up to let him in. She smiled when he said his thanks.
Takao blinked when a rack filled with different sizes of suits and tuxedo greeted him. There's a full sized mirror on the left side. On the corner of the mirror, there was a table filled with various kind of ribbons, make-up, and accesories. Truth be told, it was designed like a true dressing room. The school is really well-off for the students to afford the items. The clothes all looked like it's an expensive brand.
"Takao-kun is your name, right?" He turned around when he heard the girl from behind him. She smiled when he nodded, "My name is Makino Rori, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Ah - you too," Takao answered. He smiled to hide his nervousness.
"This is Puri-san and Mana-san," The girl called Makino Rori gestured the two girls next to her. He nodded to acknowledge them. "Welcome to our wedding booth. This was the first time our school had allowed something like this, and we were grateful for the people who were willing to get married under our class' supervision."
Willing? More like forced. He thought, but he only smiled. He wanted to tell the girl that he wasn't even aware of this in the first place.
"I suppose you're from the Shutuko high, am I right?" The girl went on.
"Yes, that's right,"
Puri-san smiled with that. "Akashi-kun told us to prepare something special for the Shuutoku couple."
"Really?" Takao blinked. "Uhh - I think you're getting it all wrong. The green-haired man with the glasses? That's my partner in basketball, but we're not a couple. We're just friends."
But I hope it would be more than that. He thought. He knew it's impossible though. For one, Takao was aware that Midorima is straight.
And he was downright worried this supposed wedding for the two of them would ruin the friendship that they had. For Takao it was friendship, and he knew that Midorima considered this as one too. Even though he would try to deny it countless of times.
Although, getting married with your friend is another story.
"As you say so," Mana-san said. "We're just doing what Akashi-kun told us to do."
Huh. He didn't know if he would be suprised when he heard that.
But, speaking of the Rakuzan's captain...
"Where is Akashi-kun by the way?" He called.
"Oh, you're going to see him soon," Puri-san giggled. Takao's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Why does it feel as if something unexpected and surprising will happen?
I wonder if Shin-chan's doing alright. He thought.
"Anyway, Takao-kun, you can choose whatever clothes that you like and call us when you're finished, then we can fix your make up and your hair."
Takao scratched the corner of his temple with that. "Is...is the latter really required? I'm fine with the hair. But the make-up..."
"Don't worry," Rori called, giving him a thumbs up and a wink. "It's just a little foundation, blush on and a gloss. You know, to improve your look and such. After all, you're getting married today."
Takao's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. Is that really required? He wondered. Kuroko and the others didn't looked as if
they wore any make-up, or even gloss.
He doesn't know what to feel now, but there's no need to panic, is there? The only problem he has right now is Shin-chan. Takao knew him very well. He was certain the girls in charged with him will have a hard time acommodating him.
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Takao almost gasped in wonder the moment he saw himself in front of the mirror. He observed his face; it looked the same all right but it looked different at the same time.
The girls were true to their promise. His face was covered with foundation, but it was not thick - it almost looked natural in fact. The only thing that is different was the faint pinkish hue covering the apple of his cheeks. They had also chosen a nude pink gloss for his lips, and he tasted and smelt cherry when Puri-san was applying it. It's not really a girly like make-up, the fear that he had when they mentioned the word. It looked natural and not really visible. But their masterpiece was enough to make him look like he was happy and blooming. His bangs were pinned on the side of his head, and for the first time he looked clean in his eyes.
"W-Wow, is...is that me?" Takao pointed at his reflection in the mirror.
He let out an amazed laughter as he smoothened his hands on the black tuxedo that he was wearing at the moment.
He tugged the white hem of the long sleeves he wore inside to adjust it. With an excited hand, he caressed the white hanky on his left chest, grinning like a fool. He swore he looked elegant and formal, considering this was the first time he had worn something as perfect as this.
This is also the first time he considered himself as handsome.
"Do you like your transformation, Takao-kun?" Puri-san cut his line of excited thoughts.
"Are you joking? I just don't like it, I love it!" Takao exclaimed. "God, all of you did a good job I might consider kissing the three of you right now."
The three girls gaped at him. Takao only laughed when he noticed that. Grinning, he gave them a peace sign. "Just kidding! I can't do that now that I'm getting married, can I?" He winked. "I just love my look right now. Oh, can I take a selfie?"
"Of course."
Glancing around, Takao crouched down once he found his school pants and snatched his phone out of the back pocket. He manipulated the device with a wide crazy grin, then he let out his tongue and directed the camera to his face once he could see himself. He took a number of shots. His poses were the usual; winking at the camera, smirking, his hands with a peace sign and letting out a playful tongue.
Then he looked at his back when he noticed the three girls observing his quirks in silent amusement.
"Why don't you three join me?" Takao called. "Let's have a selfie! This is a once in a life time chance, aint it? It's not everday I could wear something like this. We need to take pictures as many as possible."
After a few awkward smiles and refusions, the three eventually agreed.
"Bet you also did a great job with the other guys," Takao said after a moment. He situated the phone inside the pants that he was wearing, and reminded himself not to forget it.
"Huh?" Puri-san looked at him, confused at the moment. "You mean the tuxedo? Oh yes, they wore the clothing Akashi-kun lent for them. And they suited them too."
"Eh? That too," He answered, nodding. "But I'm talking about the make-up, to be precise."
"You're the only person who we transformed, Takao-kun," The girl called Mana-san explained. "The others only wore the tuxedo. There's a little bit of the usual ceremony, yes, and they got pictured. That's all."
"Huh?" Takao exclaimed. "So, you mean to say, Shin-chan and I are the only c-couple-" He stumbled on the words, but he went on. "I mean the two of us are the only person who were given a transformation like this? Do you know the reason why?"
"Akashi-kun told us to make it special for the last lucky couple."
Takao could only nod, still confused.
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Rori and the two girls ushered him outside the impromptu dressing room when Akari-kun peaked inside to see if he's all ready.
Takao felt his heart drummed in his chest the moment he saw the wedding set-up, and it worsened while they walked all the way to the center aisle until they reached the altar. Then they let him stood at the side, the part where the groom has to stand as he awaits for his bride.
Trying to regain his normal breath, Takao rubbed both his sweaty hands and gulped. The set-up looked heavenly he might faint in nervousness right then and there.
I'm about to marry Shin-chan now. Freaking balls.
That very thought made his body tremble, but not it fear or anything along that.
Never, even in his dreams, had he imagined marrying the proud, horoscope and fate obsessed partner of his in the court.
Sure, he had accumulated certain feelings for the green haired shooter ever since he couldn't really remember when. Because sure, the man is a beast and an arrogant pompous arse, but once you get to know how to read him in between his cold and heartless lines, the man is a lovable bastard.
Takao had never met someone as shy and as interesting as Midorima.
And a caring one, at that.
Just ignore his tendency of denying everything.
Because that's what tsunderes really do.
And that's right. Takao is in love with Midorima. Even though that was the case, he never expect him to reciprocate his feelings. Playing basketball along with him, knowing that he trust him from the bottom of his heart, was enough for him already.
Even though this supposed wedding isn't true, for Takao it is. Marrying Shin-chan right now, and in a marriage booth inside Rakuzan is more than a dream come true.
His body trembled in excitement, although he felt anxious too. He can't wait to see Shin-chan with all his white bridal gown glory.
"Takao-kun, are you ready?" Puri-san called.
"Y-Yeah, pretty much," He answered, rubbing his sweaty hands on the side of his pants. "Standing here is making my knees turn into jelly, though."
The girls and the nearby students giggled with that.
"By the way, where's Akashi?" He asked.
"Oh, that's right! You can't be married if there's no one tasked to do that," She said, giggling.
Huh? Takao's brows scrunched with that. "What―"
"Akashi-kun! The groom's ready and about!" The girl's loud voice cut his words.
"Rori," A cool voice called from his back, and Takao's eyes widen in shock when he realized that it was Akashi. The redhaired captain of Rakuzan team walked in front of the altar as if it was a normal thing to do. Takao gawked.
No freaking way.
Akashi's...the priest?
Takao's lips pursed with the effort to contain his laughter.
"We are inside a sacred place," Akashi went on as he busied himself with the things a priest must do before starting a wedding ceremony. "I told you to be discreet, haven't I? I can hear you perfectly fine."
"I'm sorry, Akashi-kun."
"Don't worry about it, Rori," Akashi waved his hands as if to disregard it, he was still busy with his own business.
Priest's business.
Takao snorted with that, then he placed a hand on his mouth when a small snicker sneaked away from his effort to suppress his impending laughter.
He placed another hand on top of the other when he snorted again. But his effort was not enough, so in the end he let it out.
He laughed, earning a surprised looks from the girls.
It's been awhile since he had let himself laugh like a madman, just like now. He was certain even his Shin-chan must have heard his hearty loud chortle, where ever he is now.
Akashi chose that moment to stare at him, and seeing the heterochromic eyes enough to frighten a ghost made him decide that shutting his loud annoying mouth is one of the good decisions that he would make in his entire life today.
Although, seeing Akashi wearing the distinct white suit, with matching eye glasses to complete the priest look really amused Takao. To the highest.
"Takao Kazunari, the cheeky point guard of Shutoku," Akashi greeted, giving him a smile. But Takao swore he saw a fire glinting on his left eye. He gulped. "It's a surprise to see you standing here. I was hoping Shintarou would be occupying your position at this point and time. Ah, but nevermind, I guess this set-up is much better."
"Akashi," He greeted back, then he gathered all of his guts as he continued, "Can you tell me the real reason why you had called, not only us, but the other teams such as Seirin and Yosen to come here in your school, and forced us to undergo...this,"
"Forced? You do not like this, Takao Kazunari?" Akashi smiled at him.
Takao winced with that. Hearing his name from Akashi's cool voice gave him the creeps ― the same feeling whenever his parents called him by his full name. And he knew he was screwed when that happens.
"T-That was not what I meant," Takao answered. He tried his best not to be intimidated by the redhaired man, but goodness, he can't help but stammer. His eyes were intimidating enough. "Why didn't you tell us you were organizing a wedding booth from the beginning?"
"Hm. My plan would be ruined if I had mentioned it."
"Eh? Why us?" Takao was confused about that, really. "You can just choose someone within your school to marry them off, can't you? The girl in charged with the flyers told me your booth is getting popular."
"In normal circumstances, I would refuse to answer those queries, but seeing that you were much eager to know the answer then I'll oblige you," Akashi answered, then he stared at him with those stare that could really, really scare a ghost and smirked. "Because I say so."
Takao really has no say in this matter, has he?
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Takao was already under the impression that Akashi is at his best when it comes to leading, but he was still amazed when he could see his talent before his eyes.
He observed the girls who were in charged with his transformation and his other classmates moved back and forth, obeying Akashi's orders of organizing what is needed to organize, and checking if Midorima and the others were all ready.
Once the familiar boy named Akari-kun emerged from the entrance of the classroom - which was now designed as the elegant entry way where the bride was supposed to come out - and pulled out an okay signal, Akashi spoke.
"Shall we start the wedding ceremony, then?"
Takao gulped when he heard that.
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The hawk boy looked around the moment the soft music from the background stopped, then he felt a gush of unknown sensation prickle under his skin when he heard a very familiar music echoed around the room.
It made him smile whenever he could hear that song, but today it felt different, especially when he was the one standing next to the altar and waiting for the bride to come.
His bride.
He still looked around. He was amazed the students from Rakuzan could achieve something as professional as this.
When he met Akashi's gaze, he gestured for him to look at the front, so he did.
Takao blinked when he saw Akashi's classmates emerging from the entrance one by one, their actions were in sync with the slow music playing in the background.
When his eyes noticed a distinct flashing somewhere, that's when he realized someone was taking a photo of their unplanned wedding.
And is that a camera rolling on the side of the aisle?
The people walking on the centre aisle occupied the seat on the side, which suprised Takao for a moment, his hawk eyes didn't notice the chairs. It was faced in front of them, like the usual chairs in a church.
He looked back at the entry way and gaped when he recognized the two person walking side by side, their gait were the same as everyone.
Kise and Aomine.
They were in a formal suit too. Takao figured it was the same tuxedo they had worn when they got married a little while ago.
He snorted with that. Four of the members of Generation of Miracles, including Kuroko and Kagami, were married at the same day.
The two ace were ushered to the chairs on his side, letting out a playful tongue when Kise gave him the thumbs up and mouthed 'good luck'. The ace of Kaijou looked okay now.
Giving his attention back at the entry way again, he almost choked himself when he saw Murasakibara holding a basket, and he was throwing out what seemed to be a petal-like confetti on the floor. Based from the purple titan's expression, he had no choice but to agree, or he was coerced to do this - there was a stick of umaibou dangling on his mouth.
Maybe it was the latter.
His guess turned out to be correct when he saw Himuro trailing behind Murasakibara. Just like his partner, there was a basket resting on his arms. He threw the petals with a small smile playing on his lips.
What made Takao snort in amusement was the plastic bag dangling on his other arms. The translucent hue of the bag was enough to let him know that it was filled with different colors. He was certain it was different kinds of junk foods.
When Murasakibara tried to turn around and back out from his impromptu role of being their flower girl, Himuro would casually slide his hands into the bag and it was enough for Murasakibara to continue on marching toward the front - with his face scrunched like a grumpy kid.
It made him grin.
"Impatient to see your bride?"
Takao turned around when he heard Akashi's question. He chuckled with that.
"To be honest, Akashi, I didn't expect to be married today. But in all fairness to you, you made me looked like a real man. So damn yes, can't wait to see Shin-chan's transformation!"
Akashi emitted a small chuckle. "Trust my words if I say you'll be surprised."
Takao can't help but feel the click of his heart inside him, as though it was also excited to see Midorima.
When Takao turned around to the aisle again, Murasakibara and Himuro were now on their respective seats. On the side of the bride this time.
His eyes trailed toward the entry way when he noticed a distinct blue and red on his peripheral vision, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw Kuroko and Kagami walking side by side.
Unlike the couple ahead of them, Kuroko was the only one with an occupied hands. He was holding a small pillow, and his heart made a distinct move again when he saw a faint glint on the middle of the pillow when Kuroko passed through the light.
Takao's breath hitched when he realized what it was.
Is that our rings?
"It was made with pure silver," Akashi said behind him, as if reading his mind. "The gold ones went out of stuck so we had no choice but to pick those."
Takao gaped at Akashi, shocked and in awe.
"Worry not, Takao Kazunari, it was the best out of the best," Akashi said while adjusting his glasses. "I will not torelate anything that wouldn't satisfy me."
"W-wow, really?" Takao spoke after a series of going into a speechless mode. He really didn't know what to say. "You...you were the one who picked our rings? Whoa! Akashi Seijuuro picking out rings is unbelievable I just―whoa! Really? Are you for real?"
Pure silver rings are expensive, but not as expensive as gold rings, but still expensive. Takao couldn't believe Akashi would go into buying them rings just for this set-up wedding.
"I am really curious about the impression you had in me, Takao Kazunari," Akashi said, smiling again. His smile is dangerous, Takao concluded. "My former teammates are precious to me, so doing this is nothing. And to make you feel better, the school was indebted to pay the rings, not me or the class."
Takao spluttered with that. It didn't make him feel better, it made him feel worse. And guilty.
And feel pity. For the school's management. Eight pure silver rings are a serious amount of money.
A smooth movement on his side caught his attention, and he was surprised to see Kuroko putting the pillow on the table before the altar. This kid could kill someone without the person ever knowing that he was about to get killed.
He snorted with that. He should thank his hawk eyes by detecting Kuroko.
When the phantom went back to where Kagami is and stood beside him, Takao rubbed his sweaty hands on his pants and swallowed hard.
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A/N: This story is unexpectedly long. I only wanted this to be as short as a one-shot because I have so many stories that I have to finish. *Requestsss ahhhhh* But...oh well, let's just get this done. Thank you for reading this. OPEN FOR EDITING