7:43am on a Sunday morning was early for Akashi. Needless to say, hoping to get a coherent conversation from Kuroko Tetsuya would be too much to ask for. Still, the sound of a typical jingle irritated the phantom who's bedhead had gotten worse over the years - but perhaps that was to be expected due to the few extra inches that had grown to the mass of thick fluffy hair.
From underneath a plain white-cased blanket came a pale arm that fumbled over the bedside drawers to find the cause of the noise and Kuroko wondered if he'd forgotten to turn off his alarm, and as he thought so, he mentally bullied himself for ruining his lay in... His bullying, however, would have to be re-directed.
Kuroko retrieved the phone to under his pit and rubbed his eyes to make out the blurred name that slowly crossed the screen. Aka-shi-Sei-Ju-Ro...
Akashi...?
It had been a couple of months since Kuroko heard from him, and even then their conversation had been brief and via email. It was odd to be getting a phone call without warning. Immediately worry settled in and Kuroko wondered if he should really answer; what if he was of no help...? But he couldn't just ignore Akashi. Images of himself being stretched on some torture device settled in and caused the phantom to quickly hit answer.
"Good morning Akashi-kun," He tried not to sound so tired but considering the yawn that escaped his lips, Kuroko doubted that went well, "Did you need something?"
The smooth voice that Kuroko almost forgot answered him without hesitation which made Kuroko feel bad for being tired because he'd assumed the other had been up for a while, "Yes, I do need something Tetsuya. I need to foster a child, so I would like Tetsuya's help."
As soon as the words had been spoken Kuroko eased himself up to sitting, his blue eyes that had been fighting off sleep stared ahead of himself into nothingness. He'd been caught off guard and was stuck in a trance left with his own thoughts. Akashi fostering a child...? The immediate questions were why and when. Was he having an 'off-day' as Kuroko called them? But then it was no surprise he'd call Kuroko for something like this...
"Tetsuya, are you awake?"
Two blinks shook away the trance and the younger male by a few months looked down at his covered lap, "Ah... Yes. I can help you, Akashi-kun. But I'm still in shock that Akashi-kun would request such a thing." The two had always been good friends so the way they spoke never bothered each other. They both had a tenancy to say exactly what they thought (or at least in a roundabout way they both understood). From the other end came a chuckle that still didn't suit Akashi, but it was happy to hear anyway as opposed to his serious nature.
"Then please let us arrange a time to meet up at your workplace."
Author's Notes: A new fanfiction I've started. Primary ship that is sailing: AkaKuro !
I'm using chapters galore, otherwise this would turn out to be so dauntingly long. It also means there is more chance of me updating it, because I wont have to write up as much between weeks...
The general direction of this fanfiction is for Kuroko to find out Akashi loves him and has been patiently waiting to tell him at a 'suitable time', but it never seemed to come by - and now he's stuck with some girl he doesn't love and is being pushed to settle down and have a family.
I shall save the rest of the details for in the faction, but please leave me opinions of the outline so far! Also, I want to add a couple of other ships to this complex fic, such as Aomine and Momoi, so you guys reading this, please let me know your OTPs :)