a/n= Please forgive me for the late update. I caught up myself buying nendoroids this week and had been toying with them ever since and forgot this story ._. Next chapter is going to be on the following Wednesday. Yes, KMHM updates become slower, that's because I'm trying to tweak my writing style for a little bit for the sake of readers and my improvement as a writer.

There is something important I would like to point in the final a/n, so I hope you guys read it.

So please R&R! Reviews are well appreciated! Please review guys! Your support and lively comments mean a lot to me :3

Seijuuro's predatory gaze stared back at him.

Self-conscious, Kuroko ran his eyes across his naked torso. Before Kuroko could act upon Seijuuro's sudden arrival, the latter male had sliced his clothes open and left his skin exposed in the darkness.

Kuroko's skin was as pale as the moonlight spilling through the window, and the fact Seijuuro's cheeks had similar skin color only escalated his agitation.

Seijuuro's return lifted the burden off his chest. For the past month, Seijuuro's absence had been circling around Kuroko's head and drowned him into his apprehensive thoughts; Kuroko deluded himself that Seijuuro would never return. If it wouldn't for Seijuuro's bluntness, Kuroko would never come to a conclusion that he would love Akashi Seijuuro unconditionally.

Just like what Seijuuro had taught him.

"S-Sei…" a relieved sigh passed Kuroko's lips as he spoke. "It is really you…"

A warm, longing feeling embraced his heart. Kuroko felt the need to open his arms and bury Seijuuro into his chest, but the texture of the sheets felt surreal to his body, reminding him to refrain from his sensual thoughts.

Seijuuro performed his signature smirk on his lips. "Surprise huh? I never thought that you guys have been doing these things while I'm gone."

Flustered, Kuroko clasped a hand over his chest and hugged himself defensively. "It's not like what you think Sei! Akashi and I never have…but I thought you—!"

"Gone forever? Isn't that your wish?" Seijuuro experimented his scissors with a smirk. "Unfortunately, it seems like you miscalculate your theory Tetsuya. You have been granting the wrong wish."

"What wish?" Kuroko inquired, his eyes blinking. "And I don't want you to disappear Seijuuro! I'm glad you're back."

Seijuuro's scissors formed a rhythmic clink. "You think killing me would make me satisfied. Well, it's sad to find out that you pressed the wrong button."

A spasm of realization flooded over Kuroko when he came into terms with Seijuuro's words. "Kill and heal…then Seijuuro, your wish is…wait, how could it be—?"

But before Kuroko could finish his sentence, Seijuuro gripped Kuroko's neck and smothered him. "Silence!" he roared, his eyes flew wide in fury. "You don't know me! You have always loved Akashi, but not me! Stop playing around whore, I'm tired of your games!"

Kuroko choked and stifled a gasp, feeling the air pressed out of him. "Sei…I…I'm sorry!" he wheezed, a bead of tear rolled out from the corner of his eyes. "Sei…let me explain…"

Seijuuro leaned closer to the suffocating bluenet and whispered into his ear. "But you know, in spite of your polygamy-complex, I'm still in love with you. Don't you find it disgusting?"

Disgusting? Seijuuro's words sunk the dagger deeper into his breast, slowly and painfully ripping Kuroko's heart. Kuroko's mouth opened and closed, holding his crying and breathing simultaneously. The scene amused Seijuuro greatly.

"Oh? Are you calling for me?" Seijuuro cooed, ghosting his fingertips all over Kuroko's chin. "Your lips are spelling my name. Come on, aren't you going to betray Akashi? Oh yes, I forgot, you're double-timing us, you little slutty doctor."

Kuroko's lips formed an inaudible 'please' and shook his head tiredly. Tears of regret and guilt glazed on his eyes, but Seijuuro reciprocated his gaze with eyes of lust.

"Please?" Seijuuro leered, forming circles over Kuroko's chest. "Oh yes, I remember now. I can't keep my little slut waiting."

Seijuuro's grip broke away from his neck. Kuroko coughed, relief engulfed all over his chest as he breathed a mouthful of air through his nose.

But Kuroko's relief was cut short when Seijuuro sliced his own nightgown and scattered the remains on the floor, leaving him only with his boxers. In one swift motion, Seijuuro lunged at the bluenet and top over him.

With a half-naked Kuroko and stark-naked Seijuuro, Kuroko knew they only had one and a half layer between them before indulging themselves into pure ecstasy. Like Kuroko, Seijuuro's torso was pale, but toner. Kuroko felt the need to trace his hands across Seijuuro's chest, but a sudden warning alarmed his mind that Kuroko was spending the night with Akashi for a company.

And Kuroko wasn't inclined to break that promise.

For the past few years, Akashi immersed himself in self-pity and fruitless frustration, and instead of supporting his host personality, Seijuuro used Akashi's turmoil as his opportunity to take over Akashi's place and make Kuroko fall in love with him.

At least that's how Akashi saw it, and in spite of his light disagreement, Kuroko respected his views and buried his opposing opinion about Seijuuro deep inside his heart.

"No Sei! Get off! I can't do this with you!"

Seijuuro ignored him and pinned Kuroko's wrist together against the bed. "Be quiet, Tetsuya. I know you want it, just give in to your desire."

And then Seijuuro crashed their lips together.

At first, Seijuuro brushed his lips faintly against the bluenet, but then their kiss escalated into a rough, passionate one as Kuroko parted his lips and let Seijuuro explored his chambers. Tilting the bluenet's hide to the side, Seijuuro sucked and tasted the bluenet hungrily as he coiled his tongue around his lover.

With swollen lips, Kuroko moaned split his lips. "Sei…stop this."

Seijuuro slowly broke away from the kiss, a line of saliva bridged between their bottom lips. "You seem to be enjoying this, Tetsuya." He whispered huskily, and Kuroko shivered.

Kuroko shook his head, but his body betrayed him by reacting towards Seijuuro's butterfly kisses on his nape. Kuroko whimpered, feeling the ticklish, yet gentle strokes of Seijuuro's lips against his neck. When Seijuuro's lips brushed against over his Adam apple, Kuroko's body jolted with a gasp.

Seijuuro smirked at the sight. "Oh? So is this your weak spot?"

With glazed eyes and swollen lips, Kuroko glared at Seijuuro. "Sei…please stop this at once—Ah!"

He was cut short as Seijuuro started nibbling and biting his neck under, all the way to his torso and breast, crowned with a protruding nipple. Without hesitation, Seijuuro parted his lips and engulfed the jutting skin with his tongue. Kuroko's body shook with a loud groan.

Panting hotly, Kuroko's body writhed against the wrinkled sheets. Their ankles faintly brushing one another. "S-Sei…no…please…"

"You're enjoying this." Seijuuro teased him with a hint of amusement. "Too bad Akashi Seijuuro is only one person. If the two men you're in love with comes in two bodies, I hope we can have a threesome."

The thought of two Akashis gripping his body from back to back while showering lewd kisses all over his body sent a hot shiver of pleasure into Kuroko's spine. Breath hitching, Kuroko bit back a moan when Akashi formed circles around his nipples with his thumb.

As Seijuuro applied butterfly kisses to Kuroko's abdomen, Kuroko let out a low whimper as his body writhed and squirmed under Seijuuro's torso.

What am I doing? Kuroko asked himself with a dazed expression on his face. He was supposed to fall asleep and hold Akashi's arms, not letting his alternate personality toy around with his body and offered him the pleasure he had been longing for. Consumed by immense betrayal, Kuroko lightly pushed Seijuuro away from him.

Seijuuro paused and looked up at Kuroko incredulously. His eyes narrowed, but then he smiled gently. "What's wrong? Why not give in to your desire?"

Swallowing the lump on his throat, Kuroko responded in a croaked voice. "I can't."

Scowling, Seijuuro didn't have to press Kuroko for a further explanation behind his refusal. "Then if you really insist…"

Seijuuro shifted himself towards Kuroko lower abdomen and yanked Kuroko's boxers, revealing the bluenet's protruding member dripping with cum. Kuroko stifled a gasp in embarrassment, but Seijuuro leered at the sight.

"Horny bastard."

Flexing his fingers, Seijuuro applied wet, slippery kisses all over his fingers before stroking Kuroko's members with a grunt.

Kuroko cried out for his name. As Seijuuro's fingers explored his anal, Kuroko's wanton moans wrapped echoed throughout the room. Kuroko slowly arched his hips and spread his legs for Seijuuro to enter…

But then, Seijuuro did nothing other than pulling his hands out of Kuroko's member. Then it was silent. Fueled with anticipation, Kuroko tilted his head and peered at Seijuuro, whose expression morphed from lust into laughter.

First, Seijuuro tilted his head downwards, hiding his expression under his bangs. Then his chest rose rhythmically. Finally, with wide eyes, a high-pitched, insane laughter erupted from his throat.

Kuroko's eyes flew wide in horror. Half naked and wet, Kuroko shoved Seijuuro from his hips and jerked into a sitting position. The bluenet, humiliated and ashamed, stared at Seijuuro in disbelief.

Seijuuro clasped a hand over his left eye and hollered. "I can't believe you fell for that, bitch! I really can't trust Akashi with you, didn't I?"

Realizing Seijuuro had been toying with his feelings, Kuroko clenched his jaws and swung his fist towards Seijuuro's face. Obviously, Seijuuro evaded it effortlessly.

"You…why…" Kuroko whimpered, a tear rolled out on his cheek. "I trusted you…I loved you…and you…"

Seijuuro looked at him apathetically and snorted. "Same goes with me. I trusted and loved you, but this is how you repay me. Not only you reject my appalling undying love, you are about to betray my host."

"I don't betray Akashi, you sick fuck!" Kuroko roared, eyes blazing in fury. "You're the one who…who….dammit!"

Kuroko pummeled his fist against the sheet. The sight of his dripping cum between his thighs didn't help his mood, so in the end, the bluenet rolled the covers around his body and drifted into sleep. Tears trickling against his pillow, Kuroko sobbed himself to sleep.

He could hear Seijuuro's faint mumbling before he sunk into slumber. "I will never stop Tetsuya until you can confirm your true feelings."

Akashi woke up with a splitting headache.

Groaning, the crimson-haired male groggily got up from his bed and squinted his eyelids from the light spilling through the window. He opened the covers over his body and then...

He realized he was naked.

Yelping, the dual-haired male hopped out of his bed and studied his naked self. Now that he thought about it, Akashi didn't remember dreaming or feeling awake last night as if a foreign being had occupied his head and lived in his mind for a little while…

Then Akashi's eyes flew wide in realization.

No, it couldn't be!

Suddenly, a loud sob escaped from the person sleeping beside him.

Akashi stopped breathing. Gulping, the crimson-haired male turned his head over his shoulders, and his eyes flew wide in terror when he saw a crying, shirtless Kuroko curling himself in the covers.

"K-Kuroko!" he exclaimed, looking at the bluenet with wide eyes.

Kuroko stopped sobbing. Suddenly, his crying expression morphed into a mixed expression, whether it was horror or bewilderment, Seijuuro couldn't tell.

Then the bluenet screamed. "Akashi! It's not your fault! Don't blame yourself!"

Akashi's eyes scanned across the room, and the ripped-out shirts and scissors confirmed his suspicions.

Akashi opened his mouth to scream, but his rising anxiety drowned his voice. Letting out a muffled scream, Akashi clasped a hand over his mouth. Suddenly, the redhead collapsed to his knees and squeezed his eyes shut. What have I done?

Kuroko watched Akashi's breakdown with a torn expression. A twinge of guilt and helplessness grew inside his chest. Not only Seijuuro played with his body, but also he planted another appalling thought at his host. At this rate, Akashi would blame Seijuuro for hurting him, or he would blame himself, again. Whether it was the former or latter, Kuroko didn't approve any of these thoughts.

Suddenly, Kuroko's android sitting on the bedside table buzzed beside him.

Kuroko cursed inwardly. Who could it be disturbing him at this hour? Despite the bitter thoughts, the bluenet indignantly scrolled his screen upwards and saw the notification.

Six missed calls from Midorima.

Kuroko gaped. Midorima never called anyone, and the hint of Midorima's desperation only sank Kuroko's stomach deeper. Shrugging his thoughts about Seijuuro for a moment, Kuroko dialed Midorima's number.

A few seconds later, Midorima responded.

"Finally, you called." Kuroko could hear Midorima sighed.

"I'm sorry, I'm spending the night at Akashi." Kuroko tried to keep his voice neutral.

Midorima was silent for a long moment before he said. "Please come to the hospital immediately."

Kuroko's mouth suddenly went dry. "W-Why?"

Kuroko heard Midorima clicked his tongues in irritation before he replied. "Just, please Kuroko! It's about Takao! Please, I beg you!"

Panicked by Midorima's desperation, the bluenet nodded. "Okay! I'm going there immediately."

Then he hung up.

When Kuroko turned back, Akashi was nowhere to be seen. The crimson-haired male was probably in the washroom. The bluenet decided to leave a note and borrowed some of Akashi's clothing before rushing out of the Akashi mansion and got a cab.

After shoving a handful of yen to the taxi driver, Kuroko darted towards the hospital grounds and mounted the steps towards the second floor. Heart beating wildly against his chest, Kuroko held his breath until he reached the most cornered room on the floor.

He knocked the door impatiently. "Midorima! It's me!"

The door opened almost instantly as if Midorima had been expecting him.

Behind the door, Midorima stood. His lush-green hair disheveled. Kuroko could see his swollen eyes clearly because Midorima wasn't using his glasses. The teal haired male would like to make a comment on his better appearance but not now.

He placed a hand on Midorima's shoulder and asked softly. "What's wrong, Midorima-kun?"

Midorima resembled a string doll as he leaned the doorframe for support. "Takao, he wants to talk to you."

"Me?"

"Yes, quick. He doesn't have much time." Midorima said weakly and shoved Kuroko into the room.

When Kuroko stepped into the room, he coughed at the strong, reeked scent. The bluenet assumed it was the scent of vomit and blood, but he brushed the thought aside when he saw Takao sat up on the bed with a sunny expression.

He looked healthy.

"You are Kuroko-sensei right?" he inquired, head tilted to the side. "Sorry, I don't remember faces anymore! I just remember names from Shin-chan's journal."

Kuroko forced out a smile and sunk into the folded chair beside Takao's bed. "Yes, I am."

Takao's face broke into a wide grin. "Right timing!" then he started flipping through the pages of the journal. Kuroko saw blood in some of the pages, but he didn't ask.

Finally, Takao stopped at the certain page and looked at Kuroko. "I told you that we have three similarities in common right? I think it's time I should tell you!"

The hawk-eyed boy took a deep breath and grinned before he started reciting. "First, as I said, we are both afraid!"

Kuroko managed a chuckle. "You have told me that!"

"No, shit!" Takao laughed. "The second one is…" a mischievous smirk looped on the corners of his lips before he spoke. "Both of us fall in love with someone from the clinic."

At this, Kuroko's face turned beet red. "H-Hey! Don't say it, know it all!"

They both shared a warm laughter, but from the corners of his eyes, Kuroko saw Midorima brought his knees closer towards his chest. Takao looked healthy, so Midorima had no reason to be depressed—what exactly would happen?

"Then what about the last one?" Kuroko asked Takao with a gentle smile.

Takao ushered Kuroko to come closer. The bluenet did, and when their faces were a few inches away, Takao leaned closer towards his ears. "Our final similarity is…"

As Takao whispered the words into Kuroko's ears, the bluenet's eyes flew wide in shock. Before he could ask Takao for further explanation, the door flew opened.

A tall blonde stormed into the room. "Anyone called?"

"Kise-kun?" Kuroko quizzed the blonde. "I thought you're supposed to be in Hokkaido."

Kise, who was still in his casual clothes, replied Kuroko with an aloof grin. "Midorima called me here! He said it is about Takao!"

Kise grinned at the patient on the bed, and Takao waved at him, ushering him to come closer.

On the other hand, Midorima stayed still, not even acknowledging Kise's presence.

"Oh yeah Kurokocchi," Kise looked at the bluenet. "Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, what is it?"

"When I come to the hospital, I saw a red-haired male standing on top of the hospital roof," Kise rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Is that Akashicchi?"

Kuroko's stomach dropped at the statement.

The teal haired male bolted out of the room and made his way towards the emergency stairs.

a/n= First, I would like to apologize for the 'delayed' smut. This chapter is slow to update because of the following reasons:

1. I suck at writing smut. I take extra time writing it, and because I'm still a virgin -.- well that's a horrible excuse.

2. At first, I would like to write a rape scene for SeiKuro, but after a little bit of research, a rape aftermath is important (like how the rape changed Kuroko or whatever) and in my story, Kuroko will not have time to be all emo-breakdown because of rape and events in the story, so in order to make it realistic, I decide to take a different turn and make them have mutual passionate makeout, but of course, Sei stopped in the middle and make Kuroko upset even further. Yes, sorry guys I just want to make the best for realism and readers' sake. KMHM isn't exactly a realistic story, but I consider it as a huge point and could be controversial too, so sorry if you don't like which route I am taking.

Oh and fyi, next week is going to be the last chapter of the recurrent arch. Notice how each chapter has 'Awakening' as the title? Yup next week is the last one ^.^

SORRY FOR THE ANNOYING AUTHOR'S NOTES EVERYBODY. JUST KILL ME ALREADY, BUT HEAL ME WITH YOUR REVIEWS! Thanks for reading :D

Replies to guest reviews:

Guest: 'mother clucker aint gone' lol. of course this is Sei we are talking about lol

Nameless: Don't hurt Kuroko? *chuckles darkly* don't worry I will try ;D for Midotaka...some things are inevitable, nee?

Elaine02: Do you even know what website you're on? XDXD lmao. Welcome to the gay psychiatrist club 3

beggar: Are you satisfied with the update?

Hana: ...idk I find your review in the first chapter, but it doesn't matter lol.

Yeah, I apologize for my tardiness. A lot of things happened in this week and keep me distracted, so I kind of forgot this story hahaha! Another reason is I'm trying to improve my writing style for reader's sake so they will not get bored; my readers' consent is the most important whenever I'm writing my fics. Trust me, Sei is not an asshole to make Tetsuya or anything XD

Thanks for the review Hana-chan!