Equals (Akashi X Reader)

Introductions

Knowing was one thing, doing is another.

Midorima would know that first hand.

He sighed for the, he couldn't even remember how many times that day. Pinching the bridge of his noes, stopping abruptly waiting for the ravenette beside him.

At first, he had planned on going to the streetball game with the rest. Until he realised, there wasn't really any point now was there? Not so much as to wether or not they'd find competition much less a potential rival.

A waste of time really.

However, the thought of reuniting with his former teammates had swept him with such a strong sense of nostalgia how could he not want to join them? In fact, his final decision had been made on his way there, telling his now-rivals he would not be attending.

He wasn't entirely sure why, but now he found himself walking the streets of Tokyo looking at the bright screens and billboards and allowing himself to submerge within the city life around him.

The honking, and the noise and the chaos and the madness made him realize despite how much life had changed for him it wasn't too different after all. The taxis kept rushing past, and the citizens as rowdy as ever. It wasn't so bad.

He let his thoughts wonder back to basketball, thinking of his rivals. Each of them completely different from the other, yet to think the only thing that they all had in common was a sport. A sport that gave so much life, so much energy and he wouldn't give it up for the world.

There was Aomine, raw power and talent. Spunk and ambition, wrapped with the strong sense of desire (once awoken) unlocked the type of energy that could knock down all who dared step into his way. Rough along the edges, but lacked precision and grace.

Then Marusakibara, again fate had played such a vital role in the man's ways. Tall, and bulky enough stature, large feet and even larger hands topped with an extremely long arm span that by body type alone he would be able to win with ease. If that wasn't enough, the purple haired Titan was good at the sport. Very good. However, most of the time he simply lacked a passion or love with the game itself, yet thanks to his desire to win that hadn't stopped him....well, stopped him completely anyway.

Kise, the ultimate copycat. His ability to copy and learn quickly had also enabled his basketball techniques as well. Midorima didn't exactly approve of Kise, far from it actually. He did not exactly, dislike all extroverts per say. However, Kise was far too touchy feely and didn't take the time to let himself soak into the world and rather made the world soak into him. To be expected from a model, he supposed so it wasn't completely inexcusable.

Finally, Akashi....he wasn't too sure what to say about the heteroeyed, red-head. His persona's made it difficult to distinguish between themselves. He was talented, precision and practise and outcomes. Akashi dealt with basketball similarly to the way he dealt with most things. Each part had its appropriate variable discerned by the 'absolute' result or the multiple possible results. To lessen the possibilities, his Emperor's Eye made a huge impact which even without he could progress incredibly.

There was also, Kuroko and Kagami.

At the thought, the corner's of his lips turned upwards.

He and Kuroko were most certainly not that close or anything, but that didn't mean he didn't respect Kuroko. After their win of the Winter Cup, it had only strengthened his resolve and made him realize his place.

This was why, he felt himself mingle with his teammates more. Get closer. Kuroko taught him that, and it had done wonders, for his team, for his basketball and....for himself. You cannot win a real game by yourself.