Kuroko no Basket what if's...,oneshots and scenarios.

What if... You met Akashi for the first time.

Crap Rakuzan is a huge school, where the hell is my damn classroom? You were mumbling while looking at your map.

"Maybe I should ask someone. That might be a good idea." You thought as you looked around for a suitable person.

The first person you spotted was a short guy with blazing red hair.

"Um excuse me. Can you please show me where class 2-2A is?" You asked politely. The midget turned to you with a glare as you looked him in the eye. That was when you realised that first; his eyes were creepy as hell. And second; everyone in the corridor became silent.

You stood there for a few minutes while looking at him in the eye unfazed by his ferocity.

"No one looks at me in the eyes unless they serve me, peasant. You're lucky I'm in a good mood. Now excuse me, peasant. I've got more responsibilities than you so I suggest that you turn you gaze away from me." His voice sounded so commanding and absolute, as if he owns the whole damn school.

He walked past you with a deadly glare and purposely bumped you in the shoulder.

That's it. You yelled at him. Your voice echoed through the corridor.

"Hey! You midget with the girlish red hair and fake contact lenses! Just who do you think you are! The King? Come back here and I demand an apology! Acting all high and mighty, what's with that attitude? I'm new to this damn school! I know I'm not rich and I only came to this school because of a scholarship. But you know what? I rather not come to this school if it's filled with spoilt assholes like you!" You voice made everyone in the corridor as silent as Mitobe.

He stopped at his tracks and a dark aura surrounded him.

He slowly turned around and strutted up to you (A/n Like the sexy beast he i// slapped)  all composed and calm.

In a flash, a shiny cold object made contact with your face.

*snip*

That was the sound you heard when a bit of your hair fell on the ground. A pair of red scissors were in your view.

Even though it wasn't something to make a big fuss about. After all it was just a small piece of hair. But who messes with a girls hair? No one.

"You little shit!" You started but got interrupted, his hand was over you mouth. He whispered in your ear. Making you shiver at his husky voice.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that, peasant. I am the absolute. Not king... but an emperor. I will forgive you this time considering that you don't know who I am. But next time, you won't get so lucky. And by the way, this school is owned by my family. But I can assure you that I am not one of those stuck up spoilt brats who takes everything for granted."

He clicked his finger and everyone around us stood up in attention. He pointed to a random girl and demanded her to show you around.

His family owns this school? That means that he is an...

"Oh shit."

He smirked and walked away.

A/n
So how was this? Did I capture his personality? He seemed OCC. But oh well.