AN: It took me a week just to know what to write. So don't hate me. xDD
I love Mura-kun but I don't know how to write him well. So I hope he won't be too OOC for your liking.

Chapter 6: Vanilla and Sweets

Kuroko's POV

When the two meatheads left the room, I remained impassive and stared at the food I was supposed to finish.

"I really can't finish all of these." I mumbled to myself

For some reason, I felt uncomfortable and my body felt icky—And it was hotter than usual…
Wait…

"I stink."

I furrowed my eyebrows in irritation for I hate being dirty, I'm accustomed to shower at least twice or thrice a day, mind you; and as if my body was on auto-pilot, I went towards the bathroom.

Seriously, how long have I been here?

After reaching the bathroom door, I stopped and began to take my shirt off and carefully tossed it on the bed. Next, I fumbled with my pants and slowly slid it down my thighs, unfortunately-

Right. I still had the chains on my foot.

JUST GREAT. How can I bathe? I mentally slapped myself for forgetting that detail and started to dress again when the door suddenly clicked open.

I was surprised of course, I fell ungracefully on the cold hard floor along with the tray of food that was now covering my hair.

A purple haired giant entered the room who was holding a huge bag of assorted snacks, I think. Like the others he was wearing a mask but this time it's purple. Murasaki maybe.

"Ara… What are you doing…?"

"Ah."

Purple orbs stared at cerulean ones, the other slightly widened while the other remained blank.
The purple-haired man asked the boy again, this time trudging near the bluenette.

"What are you doing there?"

"I was…" Kuroko couldn't find his words, he didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or the awkwardness of someone seeing him sprawled on the floor half naked.

"I-I slipped."

"Mm…"

There was a long pause and Kuroko didn't like it. The man kept staring and it made him uncomfortable, not to mention he was wet… And sticky.

"I thought you were taking a bath using orange juice. Orange juice is yummy."

"Haaah…?" the blunette felt his eye twitch.

Seriously? Who would bathe in orange juice? And what's with his way of talking, it's like a kid's. But the thing that vexed Kuroko the most is the man's height. He was freaking 208 centimeters tall. It made him look even smaller.

"Are you in trouble?" the man asks

"Excuse me?" Kuroko blinks

"Aka-chin said that I should not entertain you if you are not 'In need of anything'."

"Oh." The blunette mumbles in understanding as he looked at his body covered in juice and some pizza condiments.

"Actually I am. I need to take a bath. So I need this off." He continued before pointing at his chained foot.

"A'right. Don't run okay?"

The blunette nods. Of course, how could he? One step from the man would be three or four steps from him. No way he could out run him.

"And a towel and some spare clothes please. And… Um…" the blunette fiddles with his fingers cutely with a faint blush residing his pale cheeks

"Aaaandd…?" the giant crouches to meet the boy's flushed face

"An.. Un-underwear please." He adds in an almost inaudible whisper, but it was still caught by the latter.

The purple-head had actually found his reactions cute. He was like a treat that was being displayed in a sweets store that cannot be eaten. A few moments later he found himself smiling as he ruffles the boy's hair.

"Got it."

Before the blunette could react, the purple-head giant freed his foot and exited the room. After the door clicked Kuroko heaved a sigh.

"What was that all about…?"

The bathroom was divided in to two parts, the entrance had a sink and a counter where the oh-so-lovable giant left the towels and some clothes, and the shower and toilet area that was separated with a divider.

Kuroko has finished bathing when he saw things the giant had left him, apparently he was outside this very door; 'Guarding' him.

After drying himself he unfolded the clothes and found it was a plain white polo that was a bit too big for him.

"I wonder whose shirt is this?"

He saw an underwear that was clearly just been bought, maybe in a convenience store or something. He reminded himself to thank the giant later. Moreover, it made him think, these kidnappers aren't those mainstream mafia-like ones wherein they beat their hostage up or leave them to suffer. They seem like normal—err, except for their seemingly like personality disorder—They were like regular teens who happen to take him into custody. It was weird. Maybe he was just lucky or they took pity on him, he decided to believe on the latter.

"Um… The clothes are a bit… Loose." The blunette squeaks as he meekly exits the bathroom

The purple-head's jaws drop at the sight.

The white polo shirt was loose and was hanging until his mid thighs, the sleeves were a bit long that it covered most of his hands; the pants were quite loose and its ends dropped lazily on the floor. Everything made the boy's figure look petite than usual—Or in Ao's language: Sexy.

Kuroko was having quite a hard time walking in the clothes he was wearing, adding another point of cuteness. It was better rather than wearing his damp clothes after all.

"Thank you for the clothes." He bows

"Mm. You look good in Aka-chin's clothes, he let you have it since his physique is closer than the others."

"I see. Please do tell him thanks."

"But, I think Kuro-chin would look even better in my clothes~"

"Eh?"

The purple-had smiles and ruffles Kuroko's damp hair. The blunette protests but was cut off when he felt a sweet treat pressed onto his parted lips.

"Kuro-chin smells like vanilla. Murasaki likes it."

"Mm." he takes the vanilla candy in his mouth and rolls it to his cheeks

"Hide happreciate hif chyou jhount do thaht hagain Murashaki-shahn…"

(I'd appreciate if you don't do that again Murasaki-san.)

The two spent hours on Kuroko reading a book that Murasaki had brought (actually given by Midori—ehem… Tsundere—) and the purple-head feeding the blunette sweets.

Omake 3

A certain redhead was fuming while walking in the corridors, his companions cowered in fear for they saw his deadly aura seeping out of him. Which means, someone might die today.

He arrived at someone's door almost slamming it open.

"Atushi. Who gave you the permission to steal my—"

Aka was cut off when he saw a certain blunette laying on the bed sleeping while his target person was sitting lazily on the floor.

"Ah. Aka-chin. Kuro-chin needed some clothes. I'm really sorry, I'll wash it afterwards and return it to you."

Slowly, the aura around him regressed and the others sighed in relief.

"Atsushi."

The others stiffened once again upon the stern tone.

The purple-head gulped.

"Good job."

Everyone sweat-dropped except a certain blonde who was all the while wailing outside of Kuroko's room

"AKASHICCHI AND MURASAKIBARACCHI, SO SLY! I wanna let Kurokocchi wear my clothes too~!".

AN: Hohoho~ I was actually surprised on how fluffy this chapter came to be. I just love Mura-kun soooo much. He's so lovable it so—Umf~ I've set up a poll on who would be Tecchan's husbando. So feel free to vote or check it out dearies.

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