Akashi stood in front of the full length mirror in his and Kuroko's bedroom, adjusting his tie. After the fourth time retying it, he sighed, turning to the bluenette that sat on the edge of the bed.
"Tetsuya, will you be so kind as to help me?"
Kuroko smiled, walking over to the redhead and taking the tie in his own hands. In a matter of seconds, the tie was adjusted perfectly on Akashi's neck, and Kuroko took a step back to admire the man before him.
"You look dashing, Seijuro."
The redhead smiled smugly, puffing out his chest. "Don't I?" He kissed his boyfriend's lips lightly before maneuvering around him to retrieve his jacket from the bed. "I assume you'll be there later?"
Kuroko smiled. "Of course. Even if it wasn't part of my job."
XXX
Kuroko stood off in the corner of the museum's main lobby, the large room much more extravagant than he'd imagined. His camera hung from the strap around his neck, whilst other reporters around him attempted to be more discreet. Kuroko knew better than to try and hide his profession, though. There was nothing for Akashi to hide.
Tonight was the grand opening of a new exhibit here at the museum. The Founders' exhibit- in which, the Akashi family was greatly involved. Most of the historical statements as well as cultural artifacts that would now shine their history upon the town were provided by Akashi Seijuro himself. As the redhead's introduction was made to the crowd, Kuroko made his way to the front, pushing through until he could clearly see his beloved.
Akashi stood at the entrance of the new exhibit, a red ribbon blocking it from the main room. As the lady beside him presented him with a rather large pair of scissors, the redhead turned to look directly into Kuroko's camera lens.
'Just as I told him,' Kuroko thought, snapping the picture just as he cut the ribbon. There was an applause that followed, and Kuroko smiled brightly toward his boyfriend, Akashi returning it for the single moment he was free.
Kuroko stepped away from the crowd, returning to his position in the corner. He looked at the picture he'd just taken, and sighed softly. If only his boss would be happy with how much good Akashi was doing for the town. Why did he have to search for the redhead's seemingly nonexistent flaws?
XXX
Kuroko was lying in his bed, waiting for sleep to overcome him. He had left the museum rather early, to make sure that Akashi could arrive home without anyone seeing them together. The bluenette wasn't very fond of having to keep their relationship a secret, but Akashi had promised it was just until everything died down. He'd said he didn't want Kuroko to be in the press's sights too- even though Kuroko was part of the press, himself.
He sighed, turning over onto his side, his eyes settling on the space where Akashi should be. Only a moment later did he hear the front door open and closed. He listened intently, butterflies swirling in his stomach as familiar footsteps grew closer to his room. It wasn't long at all before the door opened, and Akashi blinked at the darkness, tiptoeing over to the bed. Kuroko's eyes had long since adjusted to the black around him, and he could see Akashi clearly as he stripped himself of his suit, leaving only his boxers as he carefully slid beneath the sheets.
Akashi slowly wrapped his arms around Kuroko, not wanting to wake him, and the bluenette smiled, leaning forward to kiss him suddenly. Akashi jumped slightly, surprised that Kuroko was still awake at this hour. He smiled, bringing his boyfriend closer into his chest.
"I thought you were asleep."
Kuroko giggled lightly. "I know, you're cute when you're trying to be quiet."
XXX
The next day, Kuroko went into his boss's office, having been called in for his weekly meeting. Before he could even sit down, the man was grumbling.
"You didn't get anything good, did you. I bet all you got was that stupid ceremony."
Kuroko shrugged sheepishly, handing him the photos he'd taken the night before. He pointed to the one with Akashi cutting the ribbon. "It may not be what you want, but I think that's the best one."
The man grunted, his face scrunching up as he analyzed the picture closely. "It's a good picture. But if I cared about that, I would've chosen to be in a different department. We're the gossip department, Kuroko! The ones that dig up the greatest dirt there is to find and exploit it to our advantage!"
Kuroko sighed softly, nodding. "I know, sir. But really, there's nothing to find on Akashi."
He snorted. "We'll see. Three more weeks, Kuroko. Remember what happens if you don't find what I need."