Kuroko no Basket one shots (Reader)

Akashi Seijurou

Confession. (The ditzy one)

You were late. Oh god, you were going to die! That's it. No more (L/N) (Y/N). No one ever heard of her, after that day when she was late. They never even found her body. Not one clue to where she could've gone. Of course not, Akashi Seijurou is perfect, he would never leave as much as a single clue behind.

That's right. You, (L/N) (Y/N), was late for Akashi Seijurou. You really were screwed, weren't you? It wasn't even your fault. Okay, it was, but you didn't mean to. You had slipped in science, (fallen over nothing but your own feet), and accidently knocked down one of your classmates' projects. It broke, and of course you had to take responsibility for your mistake, so you stayed behind to fix it. But now you were late, and Akashi was going to kill you. This really wasn't the way you had imagined it would end, you thought you would trip and finally break your neck, or something equally lame. But no, you were dying at the hands of your crush.

That's right, crush. You've had a crush on Akashi for a long time now, ever since the day you spotted him in the halls of Rakuzan. Back then it was innocent, you were just really sensitive to when he was in the room, your eyes automatically trailing to him. It totally wasn't stalking though. Now that you've spent time with him, you were starting to fear you had fallen in love with him. Which was ridiculous really, because why would the ever perfect Akashi Seijurou like you back, such an awkward klutz? You weren't even sure why he kept you around. Comic relief maybe? But we all know Akashi doesn't have any humor. So why?

That question had been going on repeat in your head for the last few weeks. It was knocked to the back of your mind when you finally arrived at the meeting place Akashi had given you. There he was, looking incredibly handsome in his uniform. Unconsciously, you tucked at your own.

"You're late." Was all he said, tone perfectly flat. You gulped, staring into his hypnotizing eyes nervously.

"S-sorry Akashi-kun, I accidently broke Ikeda-san's science project, and had to stay to fix it. Please don't be mad." You hastily explained, looking at him with tearful eyes. You didn't want this to end, whatever it was. You didn't want Akashi to hate you.

Akashi's eyes sharpened, his stare turning a few degrees colder.

"Did Shouta help you?" Absentmindedly, you noted how even his questions sounded like demands.

"Uh yes he did, it's his project, so he had to make sure I did it right." By now you were confused. Akashi was acting slightly off. Odd.

Taking three confident strides, Akashi closed the space between you. Blushing a pretty pink, you stammered: "A-Akashi-kun?"

"I will not allow it." He said, backing you into a tree. "Huh?" Was all you could mutter, your brain hazy by the lack of space between you.

"I called you here to tell you. You are mine. Therefore, you are not to let anyone else touch you. Understood?"

"I-I" Sentences seemed impossible for you at the moment. Your brain tried to take in the fact that Akashi just confessed to you. Akashi. Confessed. To you! Your face resembled the colour of Akashi's hair, staring up at him in confusion and embarrassment.

Akashi sighed, understanding the fact that you weren't going to say anything. So he let actions speak louder than words.

He kissed you. Akashi Seijurou, the man you might love but definitely crushed on, was kissing you. It took at least a minute for you to respond, but Akashi was patient. Once you finally snapped back to reality, you kissed him back. Only when your lungs were on fire did you break apart. Akashi didn't seem to be out of breath at all, you noted.

"Good. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a problem to take care of." He said, brandishing his ever faithful scissor before he took off in long strides. You stood there, before realizing what he meant. Shit, Ikeda was going to die!

"W-wait! Seijurou-kun!"