MuraMido 6 Drabbles

Dedicated to my RP partner in twitter.

Summary: 6 Drabbles of MuraMido. From Angst, Romance, Humor, General, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort and Tragedy.

Disclaimer: Kurobasu is not Mine.

Pairing: MuraMido, AkaMido, Hint!AkaKuro

Rate: PG

Warning: GRAMMAR! UN-BETAed. YAOI, OOC..

Wise in Relationship

Akashi sighed heavily when he saw Midorima look so different that day. The heavy air around him was so suffocating, even with his lucky item on his hand: LadyBug Pulshie, didn't help it at all. He got enough. He pulled him away from the crowd of his ex-teammates and their current teammates, and then he dragged him to the scheduled area without them noticing.

"Alright, Spill it, Shintarou."

Midorima blinked. "Huh?"

"Why you seem different."

"I don't know what you mean, Akashi," he said as he adjust his glasses position.

Akashi twitched slightly. "Don't give me that attitude, Shintarou. Both of us perfectly know that I know you are troubled about something. What is it?"

Midorima knew that he couldn't get away from him forever. Among them all, the one who knew him that good were Akashi and Takao, and his younger brother know him much better than those two. He sighed. "I want to throw some….one."

Akashi closed his eyes as he rest his back on the wall behind him. "As I thought…is it Atsushi?"

"….No. why people keep asking me if I want to kill him anyway?"

"I don't know, maybe because that jealousy that linger in your eyes?" Akashi smirked slightly as he saw Midorima scowled at that. "Tell me why?"

"…I don't even know why, Akashi."

"He's hurting you, Shintarou," Akashi said softly, he bent down and pats the taller teen head softly. "You're hurting, Shintarou….Atsushi only hurting you…but I can help you, Shintarou."

Midorima raised his head to stare at Akashi's eyes. "What do you mean, Akashi?"

"I mean what I meant, Shintarou," Akashi's hand grabbed the back of his head and then pulled him closer to his, he kissed the ex-vice of his fully on the lips.

"!" Midorima eyes widen, he reflect clawed Akashi's arms, sometime pushed his shoulder. "hmbpfgh—"

Akashi bit his lower lip hard enough to draw blood. Midorima yelped, this gave the shorter teen the opportunity to slip his tongue and tasted him. Midorima closed his eyes, face red, and he could feel blood and saliva trailed down to his chin. "hpmhgh—" he need to breath, he punched weakly on Akashi's chest.

Knowing the cue to stop, Akashi backed slowly, leaving a thin trail of redish saliva connect them tongue to tongue. The Red head watch Midorima panted heavily. He smiled bitterly. He was angry that it was Murasakibara instead of him the one who can savor this sight, complete defenseless figure in front of him always tempted him to do more. He was always attracted to the ex-vice of his since Junior High. That a peck on the cheek, or sometimes between his eyes and forehead, if he lucky enough, stolen peck on the lips, those hug…he miss that gesture…he want Midorima so much. But he knew from the start, that Midorima never, ever, would see him more than a best friend and captain…no, he had his chance long time ago, but Murasakibara beat him…Murasakibara was the one who stole Midorima's first kiss anyway.

Midorima watched him in disbelief, "A-Akashi…why?"

"I love you, Shintarou," he whispered, his right hand cupped his cheek and then rubbed them lightly, "Since the first time we met…"

Midorima blushed, "Ah—I—"

"No Shintarou, don't say anymore, I know you didn't see me more than what you see me today…and its enough for me you know how I feel, and you to never get mad when I did…molest…you years ago," Akashi glanced away, red hue could be see lightly on his cheek. "And I do know now that…that even if you're hurting, you will not over things first huh? That kind of cute."

He watched the red head smiled lightly, yet bitterly. He felt a bit guilty. "Akashi, I…I'm—"

"I told you not to apologize, didn't you?" He patted his head again. "You know Shintarou, loves your love with all your heart is good, but please don't torture yourself, because those will only hurt the people who love you...sees you slowly breaking. You better tell him his problem straightly, just like what you used to do, na?"

Midorima nodded slowly, "Aa…I understand." He gave the now Rakuzan Captain a slight smile.

"And stop looking so uke, I might rape you, you know," Akashi answered with straight face that made Midorima blushed hard.

He scowled darkly. "Uke my ass," he muttered. "Uruse damare, Akashi…."

The shorter man chuckled. "Yeah, whatever, let's go back. And don't forget to…" he touch his own chin to give him a clue. Midorima blushed as he rubbed his lips and chin, clean the blood and saliva stain. Akashi chuckled.

Midorima sat back right beside Murasakibara, he blinked when Akashi wasn't on his own seat across of him, but keep walk pass him then suddenly he punched Murasakibara's face. "Akashi! Murasakibara!"

Everyone gasped when the red head did that.

Murasakibara blinked in surprised, but then he glanced at Midorima and then Akashi, he frowned when he saw slight slit on Midorima's lips, but since he knew how Akashi felt toward his boyfriend…. "I should be the one who punched you, Akachin…."

"Yes, but you do know why I punched you, Atsushi," was Akashi reply before he went back to his seat and drink his tea calmly, ignoring the surprised look the others gave him. "What are you idiots looking at? Mind your own business." The others hurriedly do whatever they did earlier. Midorima still fussed over Murasakibara. Akashi tched in anger.

"You know, Akashi-kun, if you really love that person, you have to let go so he would be happy," someone said it.

Akashi glanced at Kuroko. "But he's not happy at the moment."

Kuroko gave him clipped smile as always. "But that's what love is, Akashi-kun. Sometime they hurt one and another, but they also heal them afterwards. All you have to give are time…understanding of one another, and trust."

Akashi watch him, he snorted. "Since when you can be so wise, Tetsuya?"

"Since I feel the same like you to Midorima-kun, but mine is for you, Akashi-kun…."

Akashi's eyes widen, he was surprised. "Wha—"

"Ah, Kagami-kun, can you bring me that Salt, please?"

Midorima was in panic as he saw Murasakibara's lip split a bit, blood tricked down. "Come on Murasaki, let me clean you first," he said as he stand up while pull the taller man up with him.

"Its just a small wound, Midochin."

"Do as I say or you wont get any for the rest of the month."

Murasakibara frozen. "H-hai…" he wouldn't test his luck that far. He knew that he ticked him off lately, and that made him get less affection already, he didn't want it to get worse. The purple head followed him to the toilet.

Once there, Midorima take some tissue, wet it and then back to face his boyfriend. "Bend down a little."

Murasakibara do as he said. his eyes were staring at his lips. "Na Midochin, Akachin did kiss you roughly huh?"

Midorima stopped on his track, "Wh-what—"

"This," Murasakibara's right hand fingers trailed his lips. "He hurt you….what happened?"

"It was nothing, Murasaki. It's done, and I have no affair with him," He said stiffly, yet casually and honestly.

"Hn, I know you wont cheat on me, Midochin, but still…Akachin will not do such thing if nothing happens to you," Murasakibara answered him, "So..what did I do to make him punched me? He will never ever hurt you intentionally."

Midorima just kept silence as he hold Murasakibara's chin and start pats the wet tissues on top of the splinted lips softly. "It was nothing."

Murasakibara flinched slightly when the water made the wound sting. "I don't believe you, Midochin. Be straight forward to me in this matter for once, Midochin. If you don't tell me…"

"I told you, Murasakibara, it was nothing, beside, I'm content seeing you beaten by Akashi for once this time, that's enough to give my mood again," Midorima cut him.

The purple haired man frowned. "You have sadistic tendencies, Midochin…."

"Well, as long as you get your share of happiness, isn't it enough? I'm happy, and content right now, don't ruin it."

"Ugh, whatever you say, Midochin…just don't leave me for Akashi, ok? Not for anyone…" Murasakibara then hold him close, hands on Midorima's waist, he put his chin on top of his head, hugging him tightly.

Midorima blinked, he smiled a little as he close his eyes, and breath in Murasakibara's scent. "As long as you don't leave me, I'll do the same…Atsushi…"

Lips turned upward when the purple haired man heard that. "Hai, I love you, Midochin…."