Just a Fairytale [Kuroko Tetsuya x Reader x Nijimura Shuzo]{KnB}

[H.27] High School: Diary Entry Twenty-Seven

"I can't wait for the winter cup again," Yuuka states as she places the last of the equipment into the locker. 

You grab your clipboard and store it neatly inside your bag, your pen following suit. When you gaze up at Yuuka, you can't help but return the smile. "Yeah, after seeing the practice today, I have a feeling we're going to win it."

Occupying the other side of the club room is Ikeda-sensei as he tidies up some papers. The coach had already left, so it's just the three of you preparing to leave.

Your phone vibrates, and when you notice who the sender is, you pack even faster. "Ah, Tetsuya is outside waiting for me. I'll head out first." The other two hum their goodbyes as you hurry out the room. Down the stairs, across the field, and towards the entrance of the school.

It doesn't take long for you to spot the boy, and he gives you a small wave. Rushing to his side, you peck his cheek and entangle your hand into his. "Did you wait long?"

"No, practice finished early. They didn't want us getting too tired before the tournament," he explains.

"True! Kagami probably can practice himself until he's in the hospital."

"That is actually the main concern."

You let out a chortle. "That big goof." As your laughter dies down, you instantly recall something and reach into your pocket for your phone. "That's right! I wanted to show you..."

He notices how you quietly panic while searching for something. You pat around your uniform before checking the contents of your bag. "Is there something the matter?"

"I think I left my phone in the club room."

"We're still here, you should go back and get it. I'm sure your mother would worry if you don't text her soon," Kuroko mentions as he extends his arm. "I'll hold your bag."

"Thanks!" You hand him your bag before bolting over the same path you took to leave. Once you arrive at the stairs, you make sure to take light steps due the floorboard's squeaky nature. With sound precision, you make it to the club room as quietly as possible. There isn't a moment of hesitation as you slide the door open.

You pause when you realize that the lights are off even though you had yet to see Yuuka and Ikeda-sensei leave. After all, you were hogging the somewhat vacant school entrance. If they left, you would have seen them. Though you dismiss oddity with a shrug and flip the lights on.

A familiar gasp greets your ears, and you stand face to face with the two in question. Ikeda-sensei is seated on the table while Yuuka stands between his legs with her arms hooked around his shoulders. Due to his height, he's looming over her with his hands residing on her waist. Her lips appear swollen and moist as his reside only a few centimeters from hers. Both their gazes are on you, and when another second passes, they hastily retract from each other.

"W-Wha... Ummm..." You're speechless, but everything begins to make sense. Yuuka's sudden interest in beautifying herself; her staunch desire for his attention; her haughty defense towards him.

"[Name]..." Her voice trembles with anticipation. 

Ikeda-sensei appears quite the opposite, his beautiful aqua orbs staring intently into your soul. He doesn't feel guilty for what he had done, for who he was touching.

"You two..." You still don't know how to react to this, but at least you weren't running away.

"You should tell her. She is your friend," Ikeda-sensei responds to ease the tension.

Yuuka glances down at her feet as she ensues in an internal debate. Her hand clutches her skirt, but ultimately she decides to listen to Ikeda. "We are in a relationship."

"With a teacher? That isn't like you, Yuuka," you try to make sense of it.

"There isn't anything wrong with this!" she exclaims. "I'm of age, and we will graduate in a few months."

"But he's a teacher."

"[Name], I thought you didn't like to judge others."

Her statement as well as her angered stare halts any attempt at reason. You're forced into submission due to fear. Never have you seen someone look at you with this much contempt.

"I..."

"She's  concerned for you, Yuuka," Ikeda cuts in. "This is a lot to process for her, and you said so yourself. [Name] is quite pure."

Your lips curl into a frown. Now you understand why he knew so much about you. Seeing as how close they are, Yuuka has probably been informing him about her friends. It's like how you tell Kuroko everything since he is your boyfriend.

"I'm sorry, Yuuka. I didn't mean to come off like that," you attempt a different approach. "Just like what sensei said, this is a lot to process."

"Just... Please don't tell anyone--"

"[F.Name]! Are you in here?" Kuroko's voice flits through the area, and your body stiffens. Your absence seems to have alerted him to find you, and you're grateful for his interference.

"Can we talk about this more tomorrow?" you ask lowly.

Yuuka nods her head. Her fingers press tightly into her arm's skin as she regresses to her guilty state.

Empathy envelops your actions, and you send her a small smile. "And I won't say anything to anyone."

The moment those words leave you, Kuroko rushes into the room with frantic eyes. When his eyes land on your form, a sigh of relief escapes him. He doesn't utter a word as he scans the room, spotting the other two.

"Ah, Tetsuya. This is Yuuka and Ikeda-sensei," you introduce the boy. "Guys, this is my boyfriend, Kuroko Tetsuya." The butterflies of introducing him as your boyfriend never lessens, causing your cheeks to burn with happiness.

Yuuka swallows her panic and waves at Kuroko. "It's so nice to meet you finally."

"Likewise," Kuroko smiles.

"Ah, so this is your boyfriend," Ikeda-sense purrs as he languidly stalks over to Kuroko. A playful smirk tugs at his lips. "How do you do?"

Kuroko's face tenses but he remembers his manners enough to greet the man with a bow. "Thank you for taking care of [F.Name]."

"It's a teacher's job to take care of his students. Now, I must get going. I will see you later Yuuka, [F.Name]."

Ikeda leaves with little regard for any consequence. With a nervous smile, Yuuka follows behind him, leaving you two alone. Kuroko's confused expression meets yours. "Are you that close with your teacher?"

"No, but..." You recall Yuuka's desperate expression, and your mouth seals shut. You aren't sure what the right decision in this situation is--do you tell Kuroko or do you figure things out first?

"[F.Name]?"

"Can I tell you later?" you ask in a pleading tone. Your hands grasp his hastily, and you squeeze them to affirm your stance.

His optics hold worry in them. Never have you kept anything from him during your time together as a couple. You spoke to him in confidence about everything--from zits to tampons, from depression to arousal. Any word that had fallen from your mouth was regarded without judgment and complete understanding; he's made sure of that.

For you not to divulge any information this very moment is a grave sign of something. But the underline of trust between you two still resonates in your voice.

With cautious words, he accepts your request. "If that's what you want, but I will always be here to listen."

A grateful smile spreads upon your lips, and you reach forward to press your lips softly against his. A few more butterfly kisses against his lips and you two decide to head home.

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A/N: If you think the reader dodged the whole teacher thing, you are very mistaken... Longer update here and I hope you've enjoyed. Comments are always appreciated <3