Title: Colorful Chaos
Pairing: AkaKuro
Rating: T
Summary: "Your son's crying." Kuroko stated. "Before dawn, he's your son," Akashi mumbled, burying his face deep into his pillows. Akashi and Kuroko adopt an infant named Seito, and who said raising a baby was easy?. Domestic AU. AkaKuro
Warning(s): Guys! This is an extra chapter. So.. yeah this took place before AkaKuro adopted Seito. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke
[Extra Chapter: Look How Far We've Come]
"Come move in with me."
It was a simple straightforward request but it still, it managed to catch Kuroko of guard. After all he and Akashi were just enjoying each other's company at dinner when out of the blue, the red head former captain of the Generation of Miracles decided to drop a bomb, just like that.
Trust Akashi to be so blunt, nevertheless, Kuroko didn't know what to reply to such a bold manner of asking.
"Excuse me?" Kuroko questioned. Did he hear right? Move in with him?
He watched as his lover (blushing at the thought still after all these months of going out) sighed and settled his glass of wine on the table, "I asked if you wanted to move in with me."
If Kuroko recalled correctly, he didn't ask more like command, but that was besides the issue, "Is there any reason?"
Akashi didn't answer immediately but instead he looked directly at Kuroko's baby blue eyes. Akashi's own gold and red making Kuroko swoon at the mere look the other was directing him, "I want you."
The bold statement made Kuroko blush even harder, "A-Akashi-kun."
The red head across him smirked, "How many times do I have to tell you to call me Seijuro?"
"I feel embarrassed to do so, so no," Kuroko retaliated immediately reaching for his vanilla milkshake and sipping on it.
Akashi chuckled, "Back in the question at hand, will you Tetsuya?"
"Will I what?"
"Move in with me."
Kuroko didn't reply immediately, seriously weighing in the pros and cons of the situation. The pros out weighed the cons out obviously. Being with Akashi, getting up in the morning next to him, eating with him, doing grocery shopping with him, living life together with him sounded blissful and sweet.
"Yes."
.-.-.-.-.
Moving in with Akashi was an easy task. Everyday, Kuroko learned something about the red head that he never knew, in which case he found it absolutely adorable that this powerful and seemingly perfect man had these cute little quirks.
Like when he learned that Akashi liked to have a specific pattern for his cups, or when Akashi absolutely detests it that his clothes are not colour coded. That Akashi, despite his "emperor" aura, thrashed around at night.
It was half past two in the morning when he felt his partner thrash around, and now Kuroko was not a light sleeper and in a daily basis would have slept through it, but there was something that woke him up that particular night.
Kuroko moaned rubbing his eyes, trying to assess what exactly was happening at the dead of the night, that when he felt Akashi ams move and his body twitch.
The blue haired shadow turned his attention to Akashi, and at the very moment Akashi groaned, letting out a shaky breath.
"Please, please Father…" Akashi said in his sleep, "Let me go, let me see her."
It was obvious what Akashi was experiencing, not a nightmare but a horrid memory of the past. It haunted him, to this day. And Kuroko knew why. Akashi related to him the memory of his mother's death. How she was very sickly since the time of his birth and had to stay at the hospital for close observation. How Akashi would visit her all the time after his middle school practices. How he was sent to London for a one-week business seminar and had not even had the time to properly see his mother before her final moments. And that dreaded phone call at four in the after noon on a calm clear day, notifying him of something horrid, his mother's passing. Akashi's father had not let him return home after the seminar had finished.
Kuroko gritted his teeth, he did not know Akashi's father personally despite him dating his son, but he didn't like this man one bit. He didn't understand why a parent would do that to his own child, granted that surely Akashi-san had his reasons but in all honesty his parenting skill could have been better.
Kuroko noticed Akashi's tears fall from his face. Kuroko no being able to take the pain seeing his lover cry gently nudged the young Akashi awake.
Akashi gasped awake and in a dumbfounded manner looked around and rested his eyes on Kuroko's baby blue's, "Tetsuya… I-"
Akashi was cut off when Kuroko engulfed him into a warm embrace. Surprised but not for too long, he too hugged Kuroko back.
"It's okay, I'm here," Kuroko whispered that only his ears could hear, "I'm here. You don't have to relive those memories anymore. We'll make new ones. Ones that will make you smile. Ones that will make you treasure what you have. Memories that will make you happy."
Akashi never allowed anyone to see his tears, but if it was Kuroko, then he'd gladly tear the walls that he'd build for himself. That night Akashi cried with his heart's content. Relishing Kuroko's hold of him, and reminding him the implied promise Kuroko has made.
"Thank you."
Kuroko was then reminded of another fact, Akashi had nightmares or rather he dreamt of awful memories in the past, but that was okay, he was here for Akashi. He'd never abandon him, he'll make make wonderful memories for him.
.-.-.-.-.
It's been two years since he moved in with Akashi, four years since they accepted each other's feelings. A lot of things had changed from his third year of high school, and Akashi was one of those big changes.
He'd never guessed that someday he would experience love and that the love that he would experience was from Akashi of all people.
For the past eight months, Akashi had been working hard, both in college and with his job in his father's company.
Being in college was a hassle in it's own. Term papers, deadlines, they were something to prepare you of the real world. But Akashi had it harder, he had to do all those while working for his father.
As an Akashi heir, he was taught that losing was not an option and was trained to be a well-groomed heir.
But that didn't excuse him for missing his red head lover.
Kuroko was happy for him that he stayed on top of his class and that he was working hard in his job and making money, but still there was pang in his chest of not seeing Akashi enough. Of course Akashi made an effort to come home and have dinner with him, but most of the time he would come home late, sometimes even after midnight in the early wakings of dawn.
He understood Akashi's reasons. He truly did, however, there was still longing and loneliness that he felt. Like suddenly their home was a little too big for him to be occupying.
Kuroko sighed as he settled himself on the couch. He looked at the wall clock and noted that it was almost eleven in the evening. Sitting there alone made his thoughts run. And suddenly a realisation came to mind.
Sei-kun is the heir. He stated in his mind. Akashi's father was not aware of the relationship his son did have, but surely Akashi's father has already picked a bride for his son. They would get married, she would bear Akashi's children, and they would live together, married.
Where do you fit in the equation? A voice in his head nagged him.
Surely he had faith that Akashi would not leave him, even if he was stripped away of his name, but Kuroko didn't want that. He didn't Akashi to throw away his hard work for someone like him. Someone who was a nobody, someone who could not bear his children, someone who he couldn't marry.
Just the thought of Akashi leaving him made his chest pound in pain.
Surely, this what we have right now, will end someday.
Alone, Kuroko's dam broke and his tears flowed with no signs of stopping in the near future.
.-.-.-.-.
"Akashi-san, you father wishes to speak with you," His secretary's voice came through the intercom.
He pressed the button, "Please tell him I will be with him shortly."
"Yes, Akashi-san."
He sighed, a call from his father always had some kind of foreboding to it and is likely that it will not end well.
The trip to his father's office was a short one and like always before approaching the man he called his 'father', the red head young man knocked on the wooden surface.
"Come in," A smooth voice had called from inside the room.
"Father," He greeted out of politeness. He observed his father's office noticing that he was not alone. His father was currently on the couch, sitting down with a cup tea in his hands, across from him was a man, Park Miyamura. A South Korean descent that held one of the biggest trading company between South Korea and Japan, Akashi noted. He observed the middle aged man, with his slowly greying black hair, and expensive suit.
"I see we have a guest, Father," He bowed towards the man, "Hello Park-san, I am Akashi Seijuro."
"My, my, your son is very well-mannered, as expected of the future heir, Satoru-san*," Miyamura commented sipping on his tea, "Please have a seat my dear boy."
Akashi decided to ignore the comment, following the older man's gesture. He sat down to the unoccupied seat to the left of his father, forming a triangle between the three of them.
"Now, that you are here we can freely discuss the matters at hand," Mayamura smiled, "Merging."
"Excuse me?" Akashi questioned.
The middle aged man chuckled, "Merging, Seijuro-kun, you see your father and I have been discussing of this partnership for quite some time now," He explained, "You will have understand that with the two companies merged, we will be invincible, a super power of Japan. Akashi and Park. A household name, we will be undefeated."
A frown marred Akashi's face, he looked at his father, still calm as ever, then at the man in front of him, "Pardon me for my questioning, but is there any point of me being here."
"But of course!" The man gleefully explained, "You are the main point of this equation Seijuro-kun!"
Akashi had the thought of where this was leading.
"You see, Miyamura-san has a daughter," His father told him. He knew it, "And we decided that the merge will happen with the union of the two families. You will marry his daughter, Park Masuyo."
.-.-.-.-.
Kuroko roused from his sleep when a gentle hand nudged him awake.
"You know you will get a cold sleeping out here," The voice came when he was awake enough to understand.
His throat felt raw and dry from the crying. God, he didn't even want to look at himself right now. Surely his eyes would be blotched and red from the tears.
He plastered on the giddiest smile that he could muster, "Welcome Back Akashi-kun."
Oh no, He panicked, I hope he doesn't notice.
The teal haired man wiped his nose and sniffed. At the same time gentle fingers caressed his cheeks, when he looked up, he saw Akashi staring at him straight in the eyes, "Is there something the matter, Tetsuya?"
"N-no," He lied, "How was you day, Sei-kun?"
"I don't like it when you lie to me," Akashi breathed out, the warmth on his cheeks disappeared. He looked at Kuroko as he undid his tie, "Tell me Tetsuya, did something happen today?"
Kuroko didn't reply, instead he boldly stood up and captured the red head with a hold, pressing their lips together. Shocked by the sudden act, Akashi stood there before processing what happened and recuperating the kiss. He relished Kuroko's sweet lips, kissing him deeper, more intimate, making the other moan.
Kuroko on the other hand felt shattered and pulled Akashi closer to him. He felt Akashi's tongue coaxing him. He returned the favour. Kissing Akashi with all the love he could put into it.
When Akashi pulled back, Kuroko could feel his tears well up in his eyes. He smiled and caressed his lover's red hair, "You know sometimes I wish this would last."
Akashi widened his eyes, pure shock in them, he asked, "What do you mean, Tetsuya?"
Kuroko still smiled, painfully with a shaky breath he replied, "Your future is not to be by my side Sei-kun. You are an Akashi heir. What am I? I am nothing to your future. I am a hurdle to your bright path. And I know someday I will have to let you go."
"What are you saying?" Akashi said in a low tone, "Are implying that I will leave you?"
"Of course you will!" Kuroko exclaimed laughing bitterly, "You will be betrothed to a woman that is of your standards and do the things I cannot give you."
"And what are these things Tetsuya?"
Kuroko cried even harder, "Marriage," He spat, "I cannot marry you. I cannot bear you children and I certainly will not pass the standards set for you."
Akashi held Kuroko just like the other would do when Akashi suffered from his nightmares, "You are perfect. Never forget that Tetsuya. I will love no other woman or man aside from you. I do not neec a child for you to bear to show me that you love me. You staying by my side is enough."
"But-"
"Listen to me Tetsuya," Akashi interrupted, "I don't care if I lose my name, I don't care if I inherit my father's company. All these privileges are meaningless without you. I would rather live a life with you than to live with the luxuries in the world that will make me feel hollow. I am in love with you Kuroko Tetsuya, never forget that. What we have right now will stay forever, you and me. We'll always be together, Tetsuya."
Kuroko didn't reply, instead he clung to his lover tighter, "As do I, Sei-kun. I am in love with you too."
"Then I am glad to hear that," Akashi chuckled, "So no more of these thoughts."
Kuroko nodded. Akashi sighed and his face was filled with an uncharacteristic blush, "I was going to wait until everything settled, but, seeing you like this…" He trailed off.
Kuroko frowned truly confused, "What are you talking about Sei-kun?"
Akashi breathed out, picking up his bag and claiming a brown envelope with it. He handed it to Kuroko and urged him to open it.
There Kuroko held in his hands, we papers and tickets.
Plane tickets, Kuroko noted, To Spain.
"Tetsuya," Kuroko looked up from the papers, "Will you do me the honours of becoming my legal husband?"
"What?"
"Those tickets in your hand, they're tickets where we can get married legally. We will go there to get married."
For the second time that night, Kuroko's tears came down freely, and he cried into Akashi's shoulder, "So, what do you say? Will you become my husband?"
"I didn't even think of saying 'no'."
"Good."
.-.-.-.-.
"What of your father?" Kuroko asked the week before their departure while resting next to his lover (he refused to acknowledged the word 'cuddle') now turned fiancé. Kuroko hadn't really thought of his lover's father until now.
"I will cut ties with him," Akashi said nonchalantly.
Kuroko immediately got up, "What?"
Akashi sighed, "I do not need my father nor his name."
"But what will become of you?"
"A happy man," Akashi chuckled teasing his lover.
"I am serious, Sei-kun," Kuroko stressed.
Akashi got up as well and met the eyes of his fiancé, "I built my own company."
"You… how?"
"This started back in my freshmen year of college," Akashi explained, "I know of my father's plan of me being his heir, that one day I will have to marry a woman that I do not feel affection towards. I resented the thought of leaving you. And to do that I decided to become my own and build a company of my own. The company is still starting but with me, Imayoshi-san, and Nijimura-san, I know this company will prosper."
"I… I'm at lost, Akashi-kun."
Akashi chuckled, pulling Kuroko back, "I will make memories for the both of us, we will be happy together. You and me. We will makes memories that will make us smile. Ones that will make us treasure what we have. Memories that will make us happy."
Kuroko smiled, "Ones that we'll us happy...I like that."
.-.-.-.-.
Akashi sat in front of his father's desk the next day.
"I will not become your heir," He said formally, "I will not marry a woman whom I have no affections for. So, that being said I give my position of being the heir of the Akashi Industries."
The older man looked scandaled, something Akashi had not seen in his lifetime, "You must be out of your mind Seijuro!"
"I am not. I came by to tell you that I will not inherit this company," He stood up and bowed to his father, "Goodbye father."
He started to make his way to the door.
"Is this because of your lover? Kuroko Tetsuya?" His father accused.
Akashi stopped in his tracks and didn't even turn back, "No, it's my own choice. I chose the option that will make me happy. This is my decision father, so do not bring Tetsuya in this."
And with that he turned his back to his father cutting all ties with the man he used to call his father.
.-.-.-.-.
3 Months Later
Akashi Satoru smiled, as he laid the papers on his desk.
He forgot the last time that he actually genuinely smiled.
"It looks like Park Corporations backed out from their offer to buy out this company from you Akashi-san," His business partner commented, "Whatever did you do?"
"I did not do anything," He replied coolly, "If anything it was my son."
"Your son?" His business partner asked, "I was told that he had cut off ties with you."
"He has," The man smiled, "That son of mine, Seijuro, is truly remarkable."
There was silence between the two of them, "He bought the shares to this company that was supposed to happen between my company and Park Corporations. Not only that but he gave all the rights to me, under the initials A.S., throwing it back in my face telling me that he'd never wanted the company to begin with."
The older Akashi laughed, his business partner staring at him, "Ah, Seijuro, you are truly remarkable."
I am so proud of you. He thought as sipped a glass of whisky, I just wished I could have said that to you in person, my son. I am truly proud of you.
"Isn't that right, Kazumi*?" He asked as he caressed a picture of a beautiful woman perched on his desk, "Our son has grown up to be a capable man. He's come so far."
A/N: Hehe, this chapter was supposed to come out on Christmas Day, but things happened. Anyways! Here it is! I hope you guys liked it! :D This my present for all of the lovely followers of this story. Thank you so much for your support. :D Anyways, I'm sad to say that this story will wrap up within the next three chapters. So let's make the ride worthwhile ne?~ :)
Notes:
Satoru & Kazumi: The name "Satoru" means:"wise, fast learner", while, the name "Kazumi" means: "harmonious beauty". I've always imagined Mama Akashi to be very beautiful. So here's my headcanon for her: Papa Akashi loved his wife dearly, and when she died of a genetic disease, the both of them where heartbroken and that caused the pressure to be always on top on Akashi-kun to increase. She was the one that made everything work between the two, understanding Akashi and explaining to Papa Akashi, hence "harmonious", she was what kept them balanced.
Papa Akashi: There wasn't a canon name for him yet, so I searched the most appropriate name for his character in my story! :D
Why was Akashi not able to see his mother?
This will be answered in the next few chapters. :D
Replies:
Nero: Hi! I love you too! Aw, you're absolutely welcome. Actually this story was just a spur in the moment kind of story. I just really wanted AkaKuro to have a child that they would raise, wouldn't that be amazing? Anyways, I am so glad that you like this pairing for it to become you no.1 along with AoKuro! :D I like AoKuro too. Thank you so much for the support. And as for your question, we'll just have to wait and see ;) *hugs*
wakinyan: Hello! Thank you for the review! This isn't Chapter 7, but I hope you enjoyed it as well. :D *hugs*
Ugh: Hello. I'm sorry that the baby talking did not please you. But I thank you for your comment as well because it's a opinion that will make me better a writer in the future. A reference as some may call it. So thank you. :)
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