A Picture Paints a Thousand Words (Akashi Seijuro)

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A/N: Akashi Seijūrō and (Name)-chan are third years.

*...* - dialogues in everyone's heads 


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You're not one to brag everything about you. You just let life go with the flow and live the best out of it in the simplest ways. When you're asked, you answer. If no one's asked, you let them be. You don't like to complicate things that are too simple to begin with.

And you are a person with few words. Good thing people are quite understanding to you. In fact, they adore you.

Who doesn't adore a senior Rakuzan student who puts no effort to look beautiful? A student who is also the council vice president and ranks 2nd in academics after the Akashi Seijūrō, but doesn't brag about it?

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Tomorrow's graduation day. It's hard to leave many things that hold dear to your heart, but life must go on. 

You're ready to embark a new chapter of your life. As soon as graduation ends, you're moving out to Tokyo to attend college. Your parents doesn't want you to live on your own, but they cannot leave your house in Kyoto due to business and your younger brother/sister is going to study at Rakuzan as a first year (A/N: If you don't have any sibling, just think that you have one); living them no choice but to let you live on your own.

Although you're all smiles as you said your goodbyes to your friends and kouhais, deep inside you're feeling dejected to say goodbye to a certain red-head.

Nobody knows that you adore Akashi Seijūrō. Not because of his status as Rakuzan's Red Emperor, nor as the student council president, nor Rakuzan's basketball club captain. You adore him because Akashi Seijūrō is Akashi Seijūrō. You adore and love him as he is.

Again, you are a person with few words. And you are not a person who likes to express yourself that freely. But that doesn't mean that you're not a thoughtful person.

Surely there are other ways for you to express your feelings and confess to the red-headed council president and captain of Rakuzan High's basketball club, right?

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After the ceremony, your family decided to leave you for a moment to say your last goodbyes to everyone. 

Making your way inside the school, you went straight to one the Rakuzan's art studios (A/N: Let's just say they have that many). Ensuring that no one is present in the hallways, you began to do your work. You just let your feelings flow freely within you as your hand do some different strokes and mixing different colors. 

You finally finished your masterpiece after what seemed like hours. You put the canvas in an oak wood frame with intricate embellishments that was readily made for you (A/N: You have all kinds of frames stored in your house). After putting your initials on the bottom right corner and doing some final touches, you mounted the portrait on the easel.

With fingers crossed and a hopeful smile, you look back on your masterpiece for one last time before exiting the studio, and soon, exiting the school.

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"Excuse me, have you seen vice president (Name)?"

"Yes, president Akashi. She entered the campus about an hour ago. She said she'll visit the art studios for one last time."

I thanked the council secretary, now elected as the new council president for the next school year, as I head straight inside Rakuzan.

Even though I changed after Seirin defeated us for the first time two years ago, I still held the title as The Red Emperor of Rakuzan. Everyone still fear me, everyone still don't defy me, except (Name).

She's different from all of them. She doesn't fear even when we were first years. She's intelligent, ranked 2nd after me in academics, naturally talented, simply beautiful, with dignity...

Is it bad if I wish for (Last name) (Full name) to be my empress?

When I arrived at the hallway filled with the school's art studios, I looked inside each of them. But no sign of (Name).

*Where could she be?* I thought as I look inside the other studios.

As I turn and look on the next studio, I notice an abandoned painting mounted in one of the easel. What surprises and endears me is the painting itself.

It's a portrait of me.[1] As I walked closer to the painting, I can see the meticulous strokes and the different mixes of colors. What shocked me most, and surely brought butterflies in my stomach, is the initials signed on the bottom right.


(Last name) (Full name)
(date)



~ Months later, Tokyo ~

*I hope today will be a great day for me.* You sighed as you walked outside your unit and start your first day at the university.

As you locked your unit, you noticed an envelope inside your mailbox. Upon reading the note inside, your heart suddenly skipped and you felt your breath hitched.

*Could it be...?* Your longing and hopes way back in high school suddenly coming back to you.

You then noticed the door of the unit right next to yours is slightly opened, making your eyebrow raise a bit. *That's strange. Did the owner forgot to close his door?* You thought as you walk near the unit and check if the owner is inside for you to inform him that he left his door open.

Suddenly, you felt the oxygen inside your lungs left you.

Inside the unit's living room hung a portrait, the same portrait that you painted for your beloved emperor months ago after the graduation ceremony at Rakuzan.

Still looking at the portrait, the note you received minutes ago keeps on replaying inside your head.


A picture truly paints a thousand words.

~ With love, Akashi Seijūrō

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[1]: http://i2.pixiv.net/c/1200x1200/img-master/img/2012/11/18/19/27/00/31582945_p7_master1200.jpg

I'm sorry if it's kinda long and if Akashi is kinda OOC. I just thought of what he'll be like after he experienced defeat for the first time.
Anyway, I hope you like this one!

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Image credit (c) http://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=2785197
Kuroko no Basuke and Akashi Seijūrō (c) Fujimaki Tadatoshi
Plotline (c) me
You (c) Akashi Seijūrō

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