Author's Note: Sorry for the late update! I will be updating my KnB stories one by one this week. I wanted to update them all at once but…It's been a very busy month. I tend to get ill (usually a mild cold) during the summer and winter and right after my cousin's wedding I got very sick…I am still recovering but I am not coughing every few minutes and my throat isn't that sore anymore! Yay!I want to thank you all for your patience and I will be trying my best to update more frequently during the August!
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Pairing(s): Akashi x Kuroko (sort of one-sided on Akashi's part)
Warning(s): AUish, male x male love, yandere Akashi, OOC-ness
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke!
Good bye
The moment he saw the pale figure leave, Akashi wasted no time going inside the now empty classroom. Silently shutting the door, he walked straight toward the desk that was fourth from the front and right next to the open window. On the desk was a black ball pen resting on top of a piece of paper which had 'Choice of desired high school' written on top. Without hesitation, Akashi picked up the paper not minding the pen that rolled and fell onto the cold floor.
"So this is where he's planning to go."
His mismatching eyes of ruby and gold flashed in anger and disgust as they read what was written inside the rectangular box underneath the title: Seirin Private High School.
"Honestly, what is he thinking? Going to a no name school such as Seirin?"
His eyes held such maliciousness that if the paper had been a live being, it would have fainted in fear. Thankfully, the paper was an inanimate object and it couldn't feel anything as Akashi gave it a heated glare of contempt.
"What am I doing…"
Slightly long but neat crimson locks swayed as Akashi gently shook his head in disbelief. Akashi couldn't help but muse at how immature he was being. Only he could make the fearsome captain of the Teikou basketball team that was none other than Akashi Seijuro to behave such way.
"I will be doing him a favour."
As Akashi was about to rip the paper into unrecognizable pieces, he heard the door opening. Instead of panicking like any other people would have done being caught in the act, Akashi stared at the door head on, knowing who the person on the other side was. Just as he suspected it was none other than the pale figure that have left previously.
"I never expected you to be back so soon, Tetsuya."
"…So it was you, Akashi-kun. I thought something was off when Murasakibara-kun came to ask me for help with his math homework."
Though Akashi was smiling gently on the outside, he was seething in annoyance and anger inwardly at the fact that the purple haired regular of their basketball team wasn't able to stall the pale figure before him long enough.
Kuroko Tetsuya, the sixth member of the Teikou basketball team regulars gave his signature deadpan stare at the slightly taller, red-haired male standing by his desk. Before Kuroko could ask the other why the other was here, he noticed a piece of paper the other was holding. It was a very familiar looking piece of paper. Just slightly, Kuroko's eyes widened as he recognized what the paper was.
"Akashi-kun...what are you doing with that?"
Akashi wasn't like any other so he was able to notice the slight widening of those sky-like orbs and the look of disbelief and fear in them. As Kuroko looked at him, Akashi couldn't help but allow his smile to morph into something more dangerous.
"Oh, you mean this?"
Teasingly, Akashi waved the paper back and forth.
"Please, give that back."
As Kuroko took a step forward to retrieve it, Akashi stopped his taunting and simply ripped the paper into pieces while staring directly into those blue eyes now filled with shock.
"I am afraid that is no longer an option, Tetsuya."
Now free from the paper, Akashi leaned against the desk with his arms crossed while Kuroko continued to stare at the paper that was now on the floor…in pieces.
"Akashi-kun…why?"
Those blue eyes that normally held an apathetic look now full of emotions glared into Akashi's mismatched eyes that showed nothing. Akashi coolly watched as the small figure trembled in anger. Realizing that the other won't be speaking any time soon, Akashi decided to break the silence.
"Tetsuya, have you forgotten who it was that helped you play the game you love so much?"
Kuroko merely stared instead of giving an answer but Akashi wouldn't stand for such defiance.
"Answer me, Tetsuya."
Kuroko gave a small, "It was you, Akashi-kun" realizing that it wouldn't do him any good to anger the male before him whose eyes were flashing in warning. Satisfied by the other's answer Akashi's tense form relaxed a bit.
"Very good, Tetsuya. Then do you also remember the one rule in the team?"
"…Akashi-kun's words are absolute…"
Uncrossing his arms, Akashi walked toward where the smaller teen was and as soon as he was near enough, he extended a hand and laid it upon the pale cheek that was soft to touch. Much to Akashi's satisfaction, Kuroko didn't even flinch but merely stared straight on into Akashi's eyes. This was one of the reasons why the light-haired teen before him wasn't merely a game piece and why Akashi couldn't help but, dare he say, love. Unlike many others, including his parents, Kuroko was the only one who never flinched but stared directly into his eyes and dared to talk back in some occasions.
"Once again, very good."
Akashi gently caressed the other's soft cheek and an amused smile touched his lips as he saw Kuroko's disgruntled expression. Others say that Kuroko lacked emotions and that his face was always blank but to Akashi, he was actually very expressive.
"Akashi-kun…please stop."
See? Only Kuroko would ever dare to say such a thing. Usually, Akashi would have listened to the request but for now…
"Akashi-!"
Before Kuroko could finish what he was going to say, he found himself in the other's embrace. The hand that was caressing his cheek a moment before was now holding his right hand while the other held his waist. Kuroko couldn't help but shiver as his right hand was being caressed.
"Tetsuya, do not forget that it was I who made it possible for you to play the game you love so much."
His tone was gentle but Kuroko could hear the undertone of threat laced behind those warmly spoken words. His whole body tensed and due to the fact that he had his face buried in the other's chest, Kuroko was unable to see the smirk that was now present on Akashi's handsome face.
"To put it simply, I am the one created you. You are my masterpiece so to speak."
"Where are you trying to go with this, Akashi-kun?"
Though his already quiet voice was muffled, Akashi was able to hear him perfectly. Instead of answering to the question, Akashi ceased his caress and roughly grabbed the small, pale hand.
"Ah!"
Kuroko gasped in surprise and pain as the grip on his hand became stronger.
"Since I am the one who created you, Tetsuya…isn't it only reasonable that I have the equal right to destroy you?"
"!"
Akashi's hold on the smaller teen in his arms tightened, limiting the chance of the other escaping from his embrace.
"Tetsuya, I am not fond of people who do not listen. Even if they were my parents, you know this don't you? But what I am not especially fond of are…people who lie to me."
Kuroko felt the arm that was around his waist leave and a second later he found himself looking up as his chin was forcibly grabbed.
"Now, do you know what you did wrong to make me angry, Tetsuya?"
"I…I have never lied to you, Akashi-kun. I don't believe I've done anything to warrant this…from you."
"Then I shall remind you, Seirin."
As he saw those eyes widen, Akashi couldn't help but allow his smirk to deepen.
"Didn't you say you will come to Rakuzan with me? You don't have to worry about the cost since I am going to pay for you. But good thing I checked. Honestly, Seirin?"
"Akashi-kun…I-Ah!"
"I hate being repetitive but I will say it again. Tetsuya, do not forget I am the one who made it possible and that you belong to me. Not to Ryouta and definitely not to Daiki. What can I do to make you see that?"
For the first time in his life, Kuroko couldn't help but feel afraid as he felt the grips on both his chin and hand became tighter. For sure, there would be bruises by tomorrow. Akashi's eyes that are usually calm and collected now looked a bit off. To be precise, they no longer looked like the eyes of a sane person.
"I know, why don't I just break these hands of yours?"
"!"
As if to emphasize his point, Akashi's hold strengthened making Kuroko gasp in pain. It felt like the red-haired teen was trying to shatter the bones!
"If I were to break these…I can just imagine how devastated you would be, Tetsuya. I can just imagine just how cute you would be, looking utterly…defeated."
"A-Akashi-kun! Please, stop!"
For the first time since he knew the pale teen, Akashi saw something that made him unable to control a certain part of his body from reacting…tears. Kuroko Tetsuya, well known for his apathetic face was crying. His large, sky blue eyes that were usually blank were now swimming in tears. Akashi couldn't help but feel excited and at the same time aroused. But, he knew this wasn't the time. He just needed one more push to have this boy in his arms to become his and his only.
"Shh…there's no need to cry. Silly, Tetsuya."
This time, he let go of his grip on Kuroko's hand to gently brush away the pearl like drops rolling down those pale cheeks.
"Now, if only you hadn't done such a thing behind my back I wouldn't have had to scare you."
Akashi also laid a brief kiss upon the other's forehead while softly whispering words of reassurance with a warm smile on his face that was previously marred with a dark expression. As if appeased by this change, Kuroko's too stiff form relaxed.
"…Akashi-kun…"
"Hm?"
"I-I am sorry, Akashi-kun. It wasn't my intention to lie to you…I just wanted to…"
Once again, Kuroko found himself being interrupted before he could finish. This time, it was due to Akashi laying a finger upon his lips.
"The apology was enough. There's no need to explain since I already know the reason."
To be honest, Kuroko wasn't surprised at the revelation. It was Akashi after all. It would be weirder if the red head did not know.
"But, I am still upset by this. Didn't you promise me that you will always listen and be truthful with me, Tetsuya?"
Now, what was truly scary about Akashi was that he sounded sincere when he said that he was upset. Kuroko knew that the teen was nowhere near upset but he couldn't help but find himself believe the words spouting from the other's mouth. This was one of the reasons why Kuroko wanted to go to a different school. Just with his words alone, Akashi was able to manipulate anyone around him and Kuroko couldn't help but be afraid.
"I am really sorry, Akashi-kun. But I don't know what I can do to make up for this."
"Oh, I think you do. You just don't want to acknowledge it."
"…"
"You will be coming with me to Rakuzan. Either that or…I might really follow through with what I said earlier."
"!"
Kuroko knew…he knew there was no other way out of this but he just wanted to believe that he could. Sure, he loved basketball and he would be devastated if he could no longer play but if it meant getting away then maybe…after all, there are other means to be involved in basketball than playing.
As if knowing what he was thinking, Akashi smiled.
"Tetsuya, let me rephrase this. If you don't come with me to Rakuzan…Daiki will be the one to pay. He doesn't enjoy playing now but I wonder what he will do once he can't play? Should I break those legs of his? His arms? Maybe both? What do you think, Tetsuya? I will let you choose since you are his shadow. Tell me, which should I break?"
Those eyes weren't lying. Those words were the truth. Kuroko couldn't dare to move nor open his mouth. There was no doubt that Akashi wasn't entirely right in the head. No doubt, he would follow through with his threat.
"No answer? Then maybe I will break both. Now, how should I break them? Create an unfortunate accident? Send some thugs after? Push him off the window? How about-"
"Please, stop!"
"So you finally feel like talking?"
"Please, Akashi-kun. I will go with you. I will go with you to Rakuzan! So please…don't hurt Aomine-kun…"
Akashi felt happy and at the same time annoyed. He was happy that Kuroko agreed to go to Rakuzan with him but annoyed that it was because of his threat to the ace of their team. Choosing Aomine to become Kuroko's light was his biggest mistake. Even though Kuroko said he would be coming with him, Akashi wondered if he could cause harm to the ace…non-life threatening of course.
"See? That's wasn't hard to say. I do find your stubbornness cute but it was unnecessary this time. I will forgive you but there will be no next time. Do you understand?"
"…Yes, I understand."
"Good. Now why don't we go see your teacher to get a new form? After that I will buy you that vanilla shake you are so fond of."
Smiling warmly, Akashi led the now pliant Kuroko out of the classroom. As they left the now vacant room, Kuroko couldn't help but take a last glance at the pieces of paper strewn across the floor. He muttered a silent, "goodbye" before Akashi closed the door.
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Goodbye.
Once again…a rather abrupt ending. I had trouble trying to decide how to end it. Now, what do you think Kuroko was saying goodbye to? I will leave that up to your imagination! I will be posting up the MuraKuro one tomorrow! Sharing one computer with four people is not easy…I will be one by one updating all my stories so please, wait for me! I am still alive!