Pairing: Aka/Kuro
Genre: You decide. General, maybe?
Rating: T just to be safe
A/N: So Kuroko's feet are injured post his debut match, and Akashi came to his aid haha xD.
Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basuke (c) Fujimaki Tadatoshi, I don't claim any of it's characters yo.
Chapter 2: Kindness
Your presence is as thick as blood. You have everybody's eyes on your figure, staring with both obedience and envy. You are not to be ignored. Every words slipping from your mouth sounds equally smooth and sharp. You lie upon both high heaven and depth of hell. You are an angel in disguise of a devil. You don't have the kindest heart, you don't have the gentlest hands, you don't have the most delicate voice, simply because an emperor doesn't need them.
Yet you have that other side of you.
When the sun sets and the moon rises, when the wind whispering coldly across the night, when there is no one left but you. My forgetfulness lead my way back to where you are. In the empty room, with basketballs scattering around the wooden floor, rolling like marbles when they fall from the height. I stay quiet.
"You're there, Tetsuya." It's not a question. It was an exclamation. I don't need to say anything to make you notice me. I am not invisible to you. "Is there something you left behind?"
There was only us, and the silence floating between, only to be broken once by the sound of trees rustled by cold autumn winds. I approach your figure slowly, even slower than I usually do when you call out to me. "Yes, I thought I left my towel on the locker." I said before excusing myself, simply because there's no more words needed.
"Wait." Your voice broke,your footsteps follow. "Take your shoes off first."
I did not question your request. I learn not to. There's something to your requests and judgements. They're not unreasonable. They're wise, they're thoughtful, they're straightforward, just like this one. I know, you see through me. You see the injury. You have an eye that sees everything, analyzes everything, predicting everything, to the point I question whether you can feel it as well.
"You are to sit and watch practice tomorrow, Tetsuya. Now sit." The order slurs from your mouth like any other of yours, calm and assertive. You kneel in front of me, taking care of my injury without hesitation—swift yet careful. "You have to take care of yourself better. Having injuries are just getting in the way, or is it not?"
Your voice might be not the most delicate one, but your intention might be more delicate than how you voice it out. Your hands might be not the gentlest, but your concern was gentler than how you deliver it in your touches. You don't have the kindest heart, but the way you watch over your comrades might be kinder than I thought it is.
There's always an enigma in you. One that is both reassuring and fearsome.
"Can you stand?"
In my knowledge, it was a perfect mixture of both. From the way you gave out your hands to help me stand, and in the way you massage and taped my feet with honest concern, the other side of you spoke to me. The side that might be not for everyone to see.
The other side of you that is called a "kindness."
(tbc. I feel like this one is clearer than the previous two, I hope I can start the pace with this. Onwards to later chapters..supposedly XD)