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I hope you enjoy chapter 6 ^3^
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"That's a rather…interesting look you have, Ryouta" Akashi said as the trio walked into the house. "It was the fan girls, Akashichi! They were insane! Ah, but luckily Kurokochi was there to save me" Kise smiled wrapping an arm around Kuroko's shoulders. "Is that…Tetsuya's scarf?" Akashi asked raising an eyebrow. "Un! Kurokochi lent it to me since the girls took mine!" Kise rubbed his cheek against Kuroko who merely sighed at the overly affectionate action. "You're sticking too close, Ryouta" Akashi glared snipping the air with his scissors. "A-ah! I didn't mean anything about it Akashichi!" Kise exclaimed, quickly moving away from Kuroko. "I have homework to do. Please let me know when dinner is ready, Kuroko" Midorima sighed, adjusting his glasses.
"Will do, Midorima-kun" Kuroko smiled as the boy walked up the stairs. "I better change clothes" Kise hummed, following Midorima up the stairs. "Ah, Ryouta…"
"Yeah, Akashichi?"
"I wonder how a group of girls were able to get to you. I think you might need extra training" Akashi smirked up at the model. "Y-you can't be serious, Akashichi…"
"I am quite serious, Ryouta. Starting tomorrow your training regimen will be doubled."
"T-that will kill me, Akashichi!"
"You better get some rest, Ryouta"
"Nooooo!" Kise cried, moving slowly to his room, filled with horrible thoughts of the intense training. "Are you going somewhere, Akashi-kun?" Kuroko asked, ignoring the cries of Kise. "Ah, I was just about to go sit on the porch and play some shogi. Would you like to join me?"
"I would, though, my shogi knowledge starts and ends at nothing"
"That's O.K, Tetsuya. I will go easy on you"
"Why do I feel like you're lying…?"
"I don't lie, Tetsuya"
"That's a very admirable trait, Akashi-kun. Ah, before that, do you have an extra scarf? I lent Kise my only one."
"Of course" Akashi placed his shogi board on the counter and took off the scarf he was wearing, gently wrapping it around Kuroko. "You look good in red, Tetsuya"
"Thank you, Akashi-kun"
"Come, let's play"
"But what about you, Akashi-kun? Won't you be cold?" Kuroko asked tilting his head at the Akashi heir. Akashi merely smiled, "Are you worried about me, Tetsuya?"
"Of course I am"
Akashi chuckled at Kuroko's blunt reply. "I will be fine. If I get cold we'll come back inside". Kuroko and Akashi sat on the porch, the shogi board between them. Akashi smiled, "You are a fast learner, Tetsuya"
"You are too kind, Akashi-kun"
"So, you're the Phantom player of Seirin High"
"What an abrupt way to change the topic."
"Yes, well, I was surprised to learn of who you really are. You should have told me"
"You didn't ask"
Akashi chuckled, "I suppose that's true, isn't it?" Akashi watched as Kuroko leaned forward to get a better look of the shogi board. Kuroko scratched his chin and slowly moved to deftly touch a shogi piece before, visibly shaking his head and leaving the piece where it was. "I will beat you in five moves, Tetsuya" Akashi smirked. "You're wrong" Kuroko replied, his eyes leaving the shogi board to lock onto Akashi's heterochromatic eyes. "Am I?" Akashi asked, feeling rather entertained. "You will beat me in three moves". Akashi chuckled, "You never cease to amaze me, Tetsuya". Kuroko looked at Akashi after moving his piece, "What do you mean by that, Akashi-kun?"
-Flashback: Seirin High O.G Champions Last game-
"Hurry, we're gonna miss tip off" a young Akashi Seijuro whined turning to face his mother. "Ara, Seijuro, your mom doesn't have as much energy as you, so please slow down"
"But…but…"
"I get it, run along, but don't get too ahead of me"
Seijuro, with all the excitement a 12 year old could have, nodded and happily navigated through the halls. He loved these moments, when his mom would take him away from the ever scrutinizing eyes of his father...when she would take him to see basketball games…and today...today was the Winter Cup finals starring his favorite team, Seirin High.
He felt his mom gently grab his hand. She guided him to stand against the wall. He looked up at her and saw she was pointing to the end of the hall with a smile on her face. "Look, there they are" She said, smiling at her son. Akashi followed his mom's finger and saw the Seirin High champions walking through the corridor, towards them. Akashi stared wide eyed at them. They were larger than life to him.
"Are you feeling alright, ma'am?" Akashi jumped slightly when he realized there was a man standing in front of him, wearing a Seirin High basketball uniform. "Ara, I am fine" Akashi's mom smiled. "If you would like…" The man took out a small bag of vanilla candies and handed it to Akashi's mom, "these always make me feel better You're looking a little pale, if you don't mind me saying ma'am"
"Ara, thank you so much. Are you a player?"
"Yes, ma'am. Are you here to cheer for Seirin?"
"Of course! My son is a huge fan, aren't you Seijuro?" The two looked down at Seijuro and found him simply looking wide eyed at the man before him. The man gently ruffled Seijuro's hair, a gentle smile on his lips, "Then, I hope we make you proud"
"Ora, Kuroko hurry up already!" A thundering voice came down the hall. The trio looked to see that the Seiring team had stopped walking and were waiting for their teammate. "Oh sorry, please excuse me. Enjoy the game" The man walked away.
"I can't believe that guy is on the Seirin team…he looks kind of weak…" Seijuro mumbled. Akashi's mom smiled, "I think there is much more to him than you think, Seijuro. Come, let's find our seats". Seijuro watched his mom as they walked through the stadium. He and his mother shared the same eyes. Not in color but in clarity, the emperor's eye of Akashi Seijuro was simply a variation of his mother's. But she had more experience and often saw more than Seijuro did. Even still, the young Akashi had doubts this time.
They soon found their seats, making it just in time for the tip off. "Look, the boy from earlier" Akashi's mom pointed to the court. "Look, Seijuro, he's a starter" Seijuro's eyes widened, 'it couldn't be…that weak guy'. Throughout the game, Seijuro found himself fixated on the blue haired boy. The boy was weak in all respects, yet he commanded the court, he changed the tide. Most surprising of all, the man did not give up. He was obviously exhausted, yet he continued to play. Akashi was mesmerized. "See, Seijuro is not only about physical ability – mental ability is also very important." Akashi's mom smiled at her son. And in that moment, Seijuro found himself falling more and more in love with basketball. "Do you think dad will let me join the middle school team?" Seijuro looked up at his mom. "Don't worry about your father, I'll handle him. Just do what makes you happy, Seijuro".
-End Flashback-
Akashi finished a simpler version of his experience, "in any case, that was the last time my mother and I were able to do anything together. She fell ill and died soon after"
Kuroko stared at Akashi, "I'm...very sorry to hear that, Akashi-kun"
"It's in the past"
"But with your mother gone, I imagine your father became more strict"
"H-how could you..."
"I sort of remember you. The boy with heterochromatic eyes...eyes that screamed 'I love basketball'...is not the same man that sits before me. I don't know much about you Akashi-kun. But I can tell you have been through hardships. So, if you need someone to talk to, I will listen."
"I am not a weak man, Tetsuya"
"You're right, but everyone needs someone, Akashi-kun."
"Are you saying you will be my someone?"
"If you want me to be...but you know..."
"What…Tetsuya?"
"Hearing how you loved basketball partly because of me, makes me really, really happy" Kuroko smiled, reaching over to pluck a fallen leaf off of Akashi's shoulder.
"Ah...I'm glad, then"
"Ah, it's getting late. I better start dinner. Thank you for the story, Akashi-kun and for the game" Kuroko bowed politely. "It was my pleasure, Tetsuya. Let's play again sometime…"
"I'd like that"
When Kuroko was back in the house, Akashi control faltered as he let out a rush of breath and gasped. He clenched the fabric over his chest, his face turning the slightest of pink. 'What….is that Tetsuya doing to me…' He thought, feeling his heart thump painfully in his chest.
After dinner, Kuroko was finishing up the dishes when he felt arms wrap around him. "Eh? Murasakibara-kun?" Kuroko looked up to see Murasakibara looking down at him. "What is it? Do you need something?"
"There's a big hole in my school bag, Kurochin….can you fix it more me?"
Kuroko and Murasakibara sat at the living room table. Murasakibara presented Kuroko with his bag which, indeed, had a giant gaping hole on the bottom. "This is pretty bad, Murasakibara-kun….did someone cut your bag?" The giant shrugged, "I busy buying snacks when I noticed the hole. I don't know what happened."
"Are you missing anything?"
Murasakibara shook his head, "My headphones had all my things tangled up in a big ball so nothing fell out"
"Is that so?" Kuroko chuckled, "I suppose that is quite lucky". Murasakibara stared at Kuroko intently. "What's wrong, Murasakibara-kun?"
"I was just thinking that you're amazing, Kurochin"
"Is that so?"
"Un, Kurochin looks so sweet and small and weak…but you played on the Seirin team. Basketball is all about size, I was wondering how you could have gotten through"
Kuroko looked up at Murasakibara an angry glint in his eyes, "I worked hard"
"Working hard is silly, don't you think, Kurochin?"
"Do you want me to not work hard at fixing your bag? Maybe I'll just glue it back together"
"Mao…don't be like that Kurochin. I apologize"
"As long as you're sorry" Kuroko sighed. He went to his own bag and pulled out a small box, "lucky for you children always rip their bags during playtime. I have many patches you can choose from"
"Patches?"
"Un, there isn't enough fabric for me to sew it shut and not render the bag kind of useless. So here…" Kuroko opened the box in front of Murasakibara. "Please pick two of those and I'll sew them on your bag"
"These are cute, Kurochin"
"They're aimed for children"
"Does that mean you think of me as a child?"
"Yep"
"That's harsh, Kurochin."
"Sorry. Actually I…" Kuroko reached over and plucked out a ridiculous looking frog patch and smiled at Murasakibara, "...I find them to be pretty cute as well". Murasakibara stared at Kuroko, "You make me want to eat you, Kurochin"
"Eating people is wrong, Murasakibara-kun"
"Hai…"
"Ah..this one…its of Kurochin" Murasakibara commented looking at a patch of Kuroko's face.
"Oh right, yes. Some of the kids wanted patches of me, so I made some. You can ignore it"
"But I like it…" Mursakibara picked it up and placed it in front of Kuroko, "I want that one"
"Are you sure…."
"Un….Kurochin looks very cute"
"You keep saying that…" Kuroko sighed. A couple minutes later, Murasakibara picked out a purple cake patch. Kuroko took out his sewing kit and began to work. Murasakibara watched as Kuroko skillfully fixed his bag, his delicate hands moving across the fabric like magic. Kuroko finished up and opened the bag to make sure that the patches were secure, when he felt something hard in the bag. Kuroko tilted his head to side and pulled out a vanilla hard candy. "Eh? This is…"
"Ah…the candy Kurochin gave to me."
"This is a kind of old, Murasakibara-kun". Murasakibara merely shrugged, "It's important, so I'm saving it."
"Important? Why is it important? In any case, its bad to keep candy too long. It might go bad and give you a stomach ache when you eat it"
"I'm never going to eat it"
"Then…"
"It's the first thing Kurochin gave to me, so its important and I want to save it"
"What are you talking about?" Kuroko sighed, "I'll give you more candies, so please let me throw it away" Kuroko stood to throw the candy away, when Murasakibara reached over, covering Kuroko's hand with his. "It…Its important to me. Please let me keep it, Kurochin" Murasakibara whined, a slight blush appearing on his face, "Its…important to me"
Kuroko reached over with his other hand and gently ran a hand through Murasakibara's hair. He took his hand out of Murasakibara's grip and turned Murasakibara's hand over, placing the vanilla hard candy into his hand. "I'm sorry, Murasakibara-kun. I should have been more considerate. You can keep the candy". Murasakibara nodded, placing the candy back into his bag. "Do you like vanilla flavor?" Mursakibara asked tilting his head to the side. "Un, its my favorite" Kuroko nodded.
"Then want to share these?" Murasakibara reached behind him and took out a large box of vanilla flavored pockey. Kuroko couldn't help but smile, "I would love to". Murasakibara sat on the floor and patted the floor between his legs, "Come sit, Kurochin"
"I'm not going to sit in your lap, Murasakibara-kun"
"Don't you want some?"
Kuroko sighed and sat down in front of Murasakibara. The purple giant smiled and wrapped an arm around Kuroko's waist, bringing the smaller man's back against Murasakibara's chest. Murasakibara placed the box in front of Kuroko who took it with a smile. Murasakibara tightened his grip around Kuroko's waist, a smile planted on his face. "Kurochin is so comfy" He hummed happily.
"I am not a pillow, Murasakibara-kun"
"I get it, Kurochin" Murasaki placed his chin on top of Kuroko's head, 'Vanilla flavor is really amazing…' He thought happily. Murasakibara reached down and took one of Kuroko's hands in his. "I like your hands, Kurochin"
"Is that so."
"Un. I thought they would be silky soft, but your fingers are surprisingly coarse."
"That's from the years of basketball"
"They're a little bigger than I thought too"
"Well, I am a man, after all"
Mursakibara hummed and cuddled closer to Kuroko, inhaling the decadent smell of vanilla. "Oi, Tetsu, are you still he-" Aomine froze at the sight in front of him, "What...in the hell are you doing to Tetsu!?" Aomine shouted. "Don't yell in the house, Daiki..." Akashi trailed, eyes focusing on the arm around Kuroko's waist and the way Murasakibara was nuzzling his neck. "Atsushi..."
"Hahh...if Minechin hadn't come, Akachin wouldn't be so mad..." Murasakibara pouted, picking Kuroko up from under his arms and standing up. He gently placed Kuroko on his feet and went to kneel in front to Akashi, waiting for punishment. "Are the two of you playing some sort of game? Akashi-kun, Murasakibara-kun"
"Something like that..." Akashi smiled at Murasakibara, who shivered. "Ah well, thank you for the snacks, Murasakibara-kun. Tomorrow, I will bring snacks to share"
"You'll have to live to see tomorrow...Atsushi" Akashi smirked, snipping his scissors.
AHHHH I am having the hardest time writing Akashi...I just don't understand him enough to write him out...I mean I've read manga, watched the show, read plenty of other fics, but I still have a hard time...but I think he would def. be more gentle towards Kuroko...in any case, I WILL KEEP TRYING :D
Murasakibara...Atsushi...At...sushi... ...At sushi...sushi
AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAAHA
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