Furihata Kouki became the subject of Akashi Seijuurou's curiosity. He hired a private detective to know Furihata's personal information and schedule. From the data presented to him, he now knows that Furihata has an above average intelligence, can play the guitar and likes cats. The more that he discover something new about the boy, the more that he become interested.
And that's why, a week after their trip to the amusement park, Seijuurou became restless as he waits patiently for Furihata's call. He doesn't like to make the first move since it seems like one unexpected action from him might scare the boy away, but his boredom is getting better of him.
So he called.
The preparations for the cultural festival kept Kouki busy. They had started the preparation two weeks before and as it comes near, the whole student population became busy with their own classes. Despite the distraction, he is still conscious about the small slip of paper that one Akashi Seijuurou gave him. He kept on thinking when he should call the other. Three days seems too early and a week seems too late. But with his hands full of responsibilities, he can't stop to think about the matter until a week has passed. And now, he is too scared to call.
His phone rung. An unregistered but familiar number flashed on the screen. Without thinking, he picked up the called.
"Hello?"
[I got tired of waiting.]
Kouki paled. He knows the voice, and now he knows why the number is familiar. It belongs to Akashi.
"A-Akashi-san!" he said, panicking.
[You dared to defy me, Furihata Kouki?]
"N-no! I was planning to call you. S-sorry for making you wait! Please believe me!" he replied to the intimidating voice. His classmates gave him an odd look, but soon ignored him as they are all busy making decorations of their café. "I want to i-invite you to come to our school, if that's fine?"
[Hn? Elaborate.]
"W-well, our school is having a cultural festival next week and I was thinking of inviting you since you seem to have some free time. O-of course, that is if you'd like to come?"
[Since you asked nicely, I might as well visit there. My days are quite dull and I'd like to talk to Tetsuya soon. That'll be more convenient. But don't think that you got away from your punishment.]
"P-punishment?!" he exclaimed, the dread the he felt before is starting to grow.
[Making me wait for a week is a punishable act, Kouki. Don't think of running away.]
"I didn't think of that!" he lied. He was just thinking of staying on the haunted house that Hyuuga's class is preparing. He would rather stay with the scary ghosts than face Akashi's punishment.
[Lies. I expect you to be prepared for it, Kouki. Until then.]
The line went dead. And Furihata wish he might as well be dead too. He can feel his heart, pumping blood too fast for him to breathe normally. Then, it skipped a beat.
How did Akashi Seijuurou got his contact number?
"Tetsuya."
"Hello, Akashi-kun. What are you doing here?"
Kuroko Tetsuya finds himself in front of his former team captain. When Furihata asked him to wait for someone who'll "you'll know when you see him" –like Furihata had said – he can't stop thinking. They have no mutual friends outside the basketball club so he expected it to be someone who looked like Furihata or someone famous. Well, Akashi is somewhat famous, but he did not expect him.
"I was invited here by your replacement. Is there a problem?"
"No. Not at all."
He started leading Akashi towards to second floor where Furihata's class café is located. After listening to the noise surrounding him, a thought struck him.
"You already did a background check on him, didn't you?"
"… you know me too well, Tetsuya."
'I'm sorry, Furihata-kun. I can't help you to run away now,' is what he thought, feeling sorry for his dear friend because no one can lead a normal life when Akashi Seijuurou is involved.
When they reached the class, a butler- or a maid, a male maid, rather, ushered them to one of the few vacant tables with menus ready. There are many cafés that different class hosted but this one seems to be a cross dressing café. A girl in a butler costume made her way to their table.
"May I know your order, sir?" she asked to Akashi, probably not realising Tetsuya's presence.
"May I request for Furihata Kouki?" Akashi replied.
"I'm sorry. Furihata-kun is on kitchen duty so he can't attend you on this moment," the girl just smiled while apologizing.
"Then, we'll just wait for him until he's ready," Tetsuya finally said. The girl almost shrieked but quickly calmed down when she realized that it was just another first year.
"H-he'll be on kitchen duty for another couple of hours, so…" the girl looked at them with an unsure smile. Tetsuya can feel the temperature drop as Akashi's patience wears thin.
"Could you just lead him to me? I need to talk to him," Akashi said lowly and this time the girl did shriek.
"I-I can't! He's on duty so-"
"Then can you fetch him for me?" Akashi ordered and even with a (forced) smile on his face, he looks frightening. The girl nods fast and went to the kitchen quickly. A loud call of Furihata's name in a panicked tone can be heard from there. Many customers are now looking towards the kitchen. That's why when Furihata walked out from there; many eyes are on him, which made him more nervous. He made his way towards the redhead's table.
"Hello, Akashi-kun. You a-asked for me?" Furihata asked nervously. "Oh hello, Kuroko. I almost did not see you there," he greeted Tetsuya when he noticed him. Tetsuya just nods back.
Akashi just looked at him from head to toe with a raised brow and Kouki just tilted his head in wonder.
"You. Why are you in your uniform?" Akashi asked. This just confused Kouki more.
"Well, I was a kitchen duty. I wear this and an apron," he replied.
"Aren't you going to change into the maid costume?" Akashi questioned and Kouki just blush. The thought of wearing a girl's costume is embarrassing.
"Hiiie! But I'm not a server!" he reasoned.
"I requested for you to serve us, so you need to change," Akashi replied coolly.
"B-But!"
"You dared to defy me, Kouki?" Akashi smiled at him and it clearly said: You'll regret it.
"No!" Kouki rapidly replied. As a last resort, he looked pleadingly to Kuroko but the said boy just looked away, so Kouki have no choice. He quickly went to the kitchen to change.
'I'm sorry, Furihata-kun. I would like to see you in the maid costume as well,' Kuroko thought.
Akashi seems to know what's going on Kuroko's head and cocked his head to the side, intrigued.
"Tetsuya, don't you have your own class to help? Are you slacking off?" he asked.
"I'm not. I already finished my job as a prop man and they didn't give me other jobs," Kuroko answered.
"Then why are you here?"
"Furihata-kun invited me."
"Oh? Since he's going with me, please leave,"
"I don't see any reason to do that,"
"Go away," Akashi frankly said.
"Well, aren't you too blunt, Akashi-kun?" Kuroko reacted, and although there isn't a changed in his facial expression and tone, Akashi can clearly know that Kuroko is silently judging him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought that was subtle for you, Tetsuya." Akashi replied, continuing the banter.
"Nothing is understated when it concerns you, Akashi-kun," the other retorted.
"… Touché." Akashi said after realizing that Kuroko has a point. There is a slight pause, as if the two of them are assessing the other.
"Anyway, you seem to enjoy my replacement," Kuroko broke the silence.
"The trip was quite enjoyable and Kouki is a good company. I don't see anything wrong with meeting up again," the other replied.
"Hn. If you say s –oh,"
Seijuurou got confused when the ever composed male opposite of him is visibly shocked for a second. An untrained eye might oversee it, but with his Emperor Eye, he can never miss the remarkable moment. However, he was more curious as to what made Kuroko loose his composure, so he turned around.
"H-hello. Can I g-get –oh my god, this is so embarrassing! Can I get you order, sirs?!" a blushing, very embarrassed Furihata in his own maid costume, asked them.
Seijuurou (and Kuroko) not-so-coyly looked at Furihata from head to toe again. This time, they were not disappointed. The skirt reached just a couple of inches above Furihata's stocking-clad knee. The sleeves puff against his caramel arm and a cute headband is perched on his head. The blush-on just adds on his reddening blush and the lip balm makes his lips shiny while trembling. He is absolutely cute.
Across him, at the corner of his eyes, he saw Kuroko visibly swallow a seemingly large amount of saliva.
"I want you," Seijuurou blurted out. With this, Furihata's eyes got bigger and his blush deepens.
"Y-you can't!" he said.
"That's right, Akashi-kun. You must pay for him first." And just when Furihata thought that Kuroko will help him, he just pitched in for making fun of him.
"Not you too, Kuroko!"
"That's right. Where's your manager? I would like to talk to them to purchase you," Seijuurou said and stood up. Furihata tried to stop him, since they are now making a scene but a petite girl approached them silently.
"Hello. I heard you requested for my presence? I'm this class's female representative, Nashiko Fumi. Is there anything I can help you?" she said professionally so Seijuurou gave her a levelled look.
"I would like to purchase Furihata Kouki," he said. The girl just gave him an unsure smile while Furihata just sputtered.
"I'm sorry, sir, but Furihata-kun is on duty right now. He's a special part of the class. As the male class representative, he oversees the kitchen and financial reports. We can't just let him go." The class rep said, to which Furihata was glad. That reason seems logical and Seijuurou stop to think how he can counter that.
Well, money can get anything.
"Then, I'll buy all your products for today if you let him go." He declared. Furihata and Fumi looks horrified while Kuroko looks amused.
"But you can't-" Fumi started to retort but Seijuurou stopped her.
"With twice the price," Seijuurou offered. The girl looks like she'll say yes with just a little push more.
"B-but we haven't cooked that much-"
"No need. You can just distribute it to your classmates as a token of appreciation. Oh, and I think the basketball club would like some too, no? You should give some to them too," Seijuurou turned to Kuroko who didn't miss a beat to nod.
"W-wait! You can't just do that!" Furihata seems to fight a losing battle, but he doesn't want to give up. However, when the girl beside him patted him on the shoulder and gives him an apologizing look, he knows that he lost.
"I'm sorry, Furihata-kun. The offer is too good to pass on," the girl said. Knowing that this is for the class's sake, he gave up and nods in understanding. When Seijuurou sees that he won, he smiled. "We'll take that offer, uhm…" the girl said, extending her hand.
"Akashi Seijuurou," he took her hands and shook it. At the mention of his name, the girl gawked.
"A-Akashi," she said unbelievingly, realization dawning to her, and casted a confused look towards Furihata. At this, Seijuurou knew that she somehow knows his social standing, which was not that hard. He let go of her hand and started dragging a squirming Furihata toward the door.
"I'll send a person here to settle the accounts. Have a nice day," and at that, they exited the room.
"Oh joy, I was forgotten again," Kuroko mumbled under his breathe.
After calling one of his father's underman to deal with his agreement, Seijuurou demanded a tour from Furihata. Furihata pouted.
"If you wanted a tour, you should have waited until I got off duty. No need to cause that ruckus," he said, unknowingly lecturing Seijuurou. When he realized what he just did, Furihata quickly apologizes. Seijuurou just give him an amused look and let it go.
"Oh, they said the waffles on that class are good; would you like to try it?" Furihata said after calming down and is now actually giving a tour to Seijuurou. More than being a scaredy-cat, Furihata is a responsible person who doesn't go back to his words. When Seijuurou nodded, they ordered two for each of them. It was then that he noticed that they are being watched.
Seijuurou is used on being stared. From the school to the galas that his father ordered him to attend and business conferences that he sat in, he was always looked on, whether with curiosity, envy, anger or admiration. So it doesn't bother him at all. What bothers him is that the stares aren't for him but for the boy next to him. The boy just scans the menu board next to the door of the class while waiting for their waffles to be made, oblivious of the eyes on him. Some girls hides their smile behind their hands, others just looks funny, while some had the audacity to look at him from head to toe. Seijuurou isn't one to share his toy and is now getting annoyed.
"Here's your waffles! Enjoy!" the guy on the counter gave them the waffles and wink at Furihata, who just looked at the guy with disapproval and slight blush. That was the last straw.
"Let's go," Akashi dragged Kouki out of the room. He seems to notice the different air around the other so he just let him.
With aimless walking around, he noticed that Akashi is leading him towards somewhere that isn't packed. He observed that Akashi doesn't like crowds, if the sudden change in mood is an indicator when they stop to buy the waffles on the second floor. That waffle stand is located near the haunted house of the second year and some interesting games hosted by the other classes so it was packed with people. With his fame, Akashi might be tired of the crowd and want to be left alone once in a while. But with Kouki's appearance, he might have drawn attention to them. Suddenly, Kouki felt bad for the other.
"I'm sorry, because I stand out, you got stared on," Kouki silently apologizes and Akashi stopped to look at him with an unreadable expression. Feeling uncomfortable, he said "You're tired right? There's an empty room around here if you want to rest," and after locating the empty room, entered it with Akashi behind him.
It was a normal classroom, one of the excess rooms that haven't been used yet. If the cultural festival would be successful, hopefully, this room won't be empty anymore. They took a seat on tables beside each other and silently ate their food. After Kouki finished his, he settled to just picking threads from the end of his skirt. After a while Akashi is also done and was just observing the now squirming Kouki.
"W-what is it?" he asked after a while.
"I'm bored. Entertain me," Akashi said.
"Well, we can go back to the tour if you want?" he asked. Akashi just shook his head.
"No. I told you, entertain me,"
"Eeeh. I can't think of anything… Oh! How about we play a game? You can choose!" Kouki suggested.
"Hn? Then let's play truth or dare," Akashi replied. Kouki tilted his head.
"Eh? Isn't th-"
"What?" Akashi stops him from commenting further on his game of choice with a glare.
"N-nothing. Who'll ask first?" Kouki got no choice but to suck it.
"I'm feeling generous so you may ask first. I choose truth."
"Well, uhmmm. What's your least favourite food?" Kouki asked the first thing that comes to his mind.
"Seaweed," Akashi replied with distaste, as if he can actually taste the seaweed.
"Eheheh. Well, it's your turn."
They stayed there for fifteen minutes, just asking something to each other. It's like a get-to-know-more game, an easy and innocent game. It all spiral down when Kouki asked a bad question.
"So, what's the color of your underwear?" he boldly asked. Akashi just stared at him and Kouki gets nervous, thinking that he might have stepped out of line and got scared when Akashi suddenly stood up.
Even more, he was horrified when Akashi started taking off his belt.
"W-W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING, AKASHI-KUN?" he said with blush adoring his cheeks. Akashi stopped and answered him.
"Showing my underwear," he said and returned on buttoning out his pants. Kouki stopped him.
"I just asked you what color it is! Not to show it to meee!" Kouki said and hurriedly fixed Akashi's pants and belts for him and sluggishly sat down on his chair again, as if he was out of energy suddenly.
"Fine. It's black," Akashi just said and sat down as well. Not wanting the atmosphere to turn awkward, he just decided to let it go.
"It's your turn." Kouki reminded him.
"Then, lift up your skirt." Akashi ordered. Kouki spluttered, his blush reappearing again and tries to reason out, but when Akashi glared at him, he backed down and lifted his skirt half way while looking away.
Seijuurou was disappointed. He thought that maid costume comes with daring underwear, but all he got was a pumpkin bloomer. But it kind of made Furihata look cuter, especially with the embarrassed blush and a small pout on his face. Seijuurou was itching to take out his phone and snap a picture but Furihata pulled down the skirt before he can move.
"I want to take you home," he frankly said and Furihata's face flushed in an unhealthy way.
"NO! YOU CAN'T!" Furhata said while inching away from the other.
"You dared to defy me, Kouki? This is punishment for making me wait for too long," Seijuurou caught his wrist before he goes off and started dragging him out of the building. Furihata, not wanting another punishment, just go along with it.
'He won't do anything bad to me, right? …Right?!' he thought to himself with an unsure tone and a whimper, because he thinks Akashi Seijuurou is capable of that if he wanted it to happen.
Furihata Kouki is seen silently hunched over a sofa, lamenting his existence and Akashi Seijuurou's evilness.
"Hmm, these are great shots, Kouki. The next time that you make me wait, I'll publish these photos on every newspaper in Japan. Are we clear?" Akashi said after examining the photos taken by a professional photographer, all of which contains one Furihata Kouki in various costumes suited for female. He especially like the one in which Kouki wore a pencil-cut skirt.
He felt a buzz on his pocket to look at the message that Kuroko sent to him. It says:
[Just got off school! \(^o^)/ First day is fun! Saw you with Furihata-kun. Please share him next time ;p]
And with that (annoying and out-of-character) message comes a photo of him dragging Furihata out of school gates and Furihata's pumpkin bloomer visible under his skirt.
Scratch pencil-cut skirt. This photo is going to be his wallpaper.
END OF CHAPTER THREE
Waaaaaaaah! I almost didn't make it. Hahahah! Anyway, I hiope you liked the (cliche) chapter. It was loooooooong!
Akashi treats Furi as his plaything and has no deep feeling to him (yet) but don't worry! They'll be okay (probably)! Haha! Next chapter will have a huge time skip. Anyways, replies!
sweetsmasher: DOOORAAA! Thanks for supporting! I would love to read your reviews so please don't hold back!
Darkness Nemesis: Kuroko is the shady part of this fic, haha! I don't think I'll focus on other side pairings, but I think I can pull those up. Hehe!
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Freir: There is a high possiblity and I wish I'll be good enough to write that scene once it come. Hahaha!
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