AU 78/Day 2: Sherlock-verse

When they reached the age of 18, Akashi Seijuro 'disappeared'. Midorima Shintarou, however, is sure there's something behind it, and he'll make sure to find out the truth.

"Those six years have been fun." he remembers him say. "It's sad, though; all good things come to an end."

Now, at the age of twenty three, Midorima Shintarou searches for what he calls 'truth', the reason why Akashi had decided to depart from their lives, slowly cutting all sorts of contact, as if his intention was to subtly let them know he was still out there.

Which had led him to his current situation: employing the hacking skills of one of his former high school teammates.

"Took you long enough, Shin-chan~" the raven-haired male laughed, causing him to sigh.

"Just do what you're paid for, Takao."

However, it did nothing to halt Takao's laughter. "You don't pay me, Shin-chan."

The 'disappearance' of his friend and former captain drew him towards mysteries and investigations. Sure, he had some good observation skills but it was nothing close to Akashi or Kuroko, who often chose the course of actions to pursue based on the person's reactions or habits. Slowly but surely, he was nicknamed as the ''Japanese Sherlock Holmes'', a nickname that truly despised.

"What does it take too long?"

The shorter male sighed. "You've asked me to hack into government files, you you understand how hard this can be?" his frustration was obvious, if dropping the silly nickname was indicating anything. "There's not much I can find, really, just old photographs. And when I say old, I mean decades old."

"Show me." the green-haired male demanded.

"Sure, sure." the other replied. "Take a seat and see. Then tell me what you think."

The oldest picture dated was one dating back to 1937, two men in military uniforms shown in them, one Kiku Honda and Akashi Seijuro, who had much of a similar built to the Akashi Seijuro he knew.

The next that drew his attention was again with the same men, taken only seven years later, again with the same uniforms, only this time, Akashi's left eye was captured in a lighter shade of gray. Everything else was exactly the same for both.

The following he focused on was taken in the late 1960's, and it was the oldest coloured one. In it, there were three people in it: two men and a woman. The woman stood on the right, wearing a purple kimono, and possessed black hair with a bob cut and dark amber eyes, seemingly reincarnating the very essence of a Yamato Nadeshiko. The man on the far right seemed to be her counterpart, or twin. His hair was styled in a similar way, equally dark in colour, which chocolate brown eyes, wearing a gray yukata.

The one in the middle was the most striking though; with scarlet red hair and piercing eyes of the same shade, slightly taller than the two, seemingly a carbon copy of his former captain.

The picture claimed them to be Kiku, Sakura, and Seijuro Honda.

There were others, more recent, some with Kiku and/or Sakura, others alone, although in most, the gathered information claimed him to be Honda Seijuro rather than Akashi, as he knew him.

Yes, he was confused, but that confusion made him even more curious and insistent on finding out the truth.

"Shin-chan? Sherlock?" Takao called him in an attempt to snap him out of his deep thoughts, willing to start using even more ridiculous nicknames. "Want me to search for anything else? Where that person leaves and so on?"

"Please do." he replied, fixing his glasses and leaving.

(Day 2: End)

Ah, I really enjoyed writing this one! To be honest, it does have another connected to it and, if you're familiar with Hetalia, then you've probably recognised the names Sakura and Kiku Honda, well, you can guess what Akashi's relation is with them.

Kiku's official height is 165 cm, while Akashi's 173 cm. A little bit more than slightly.

Yamato Nadeshiko describes a woman who is gentle, balancing feminine and cute, frail looking but holding inner strength, in sort, a representation of the 'ideal woman'.

If I missed anything, or if there's something you don't understand, feel free to ask.