A Transparent World[AkaKuro One Shot]

A Transparent World

A birthday one shot. Heavily angst and slice of life genre between Akashi Seijuro and Kuroko Tetsuya.  Right now, I'm terribly depressed by some stuff going on in real life. I'm not looking forward for my birthday.  Thank you for all the birthday one shots ya guys have written especially for me <3 I'm really happy when I read them. I actually cried when you guys taking all the trouble to write something or even remember it ^^  

 
Enjoy reading and please do excuse all the grammars. I've also attached a youtube video to go along with the one shot and the image of the painting,

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The teal haired man stared at the beautiful oil painting, elegantly framed and displayed on the wall for the world to lay their eyes on. It was the last painting that the painter had drawn and created. 

“Once you set your eyes on it, you just can’t help it but to keep on staring at it.” someone approached him. 

A man in his thirties - the owner of the art gallery, Nijimura Shuzou. He smiled at the younger teen, “I’m glad to see you’ve finally decided to come here, Kuroko-kun.” he stopped on his tracks, next to the bluenette. Kuroko remained silent as he shifts his gaze from Nijimura to the painting in front of him.

Nijimura folded his arms in front of his chest, “It’s a magnificent masterpiece, isn’t it?” he commented. 

Kuroko nodded, “Yes it is. It’s one of a kind.” his expression softened, “He gave everything he has to complete it. After all, it was ... Akashi-kun’s final masterpiece. ” he smiled. 

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It was the Teiko’s School Festival where the school opens once a year to public. They’re known for their arts and photography club. 

Kuroko’s shoulder fell slightly upon noticing there was no one stopping by in front of his painting, he walked towards the painting in front of him. He forced a smile, ‘I guess I’m still not good enough...’ as he looked at the painting of the beautiful scenery of the starry night sky. Disheartened, he grabbed the painting, ‘I can never be good enough like the seniors...’

“I like this one.” a voice broke his thoughts. 

He blinks as he shifts his gaze to his right side. Sapphire orbs met crimson orbs. “Akashi-kun...” was all he was able to utter as he watched the taller teen looked to the painting in his hands. 

“It’s beautiful.” the crimson haired teen commented. Then, he noticed the disheartened look on the bluenette’s face. He furrowed, “What’s wrong?” 

The bluenette looked away, “It’s not good enough...no matter if its photography or the arts club, my work’s still not good enough...” he trails off. 

Then, the latter grabbed the painting from his hands, “I believe it is good enough if it caught my attention. Out of many oil paintings here, I liked this one the most. Isn’t it good enough even if it’s only one person who likes it?”