Practice was over for the day, but a certain redhead had remained where he was in the gym. He was absently shooting hoops, trying to think of a way to help the situation he and the other Miracles were in. Akashi watched the basketball fall through the hoop for a moment before memories washed over him. Times of middle school, when life was simpler for all of them.
"Sei-chan, why are you just standing there?" came the voice of Mibuchi, coming out of the locker room. Akashi didn't even bother to turn towards the male. He debated between just ignoring him or giving him an answer. He decided to tell him half of the truth.
"Just remembering middle school is all," he allowed the other to know. Mibuchi frowned as he walked closer to the shorter male. He couldn't understand why it mattered to the redhead. Was middle school really that important to him?
"Why? What's so special about it?" Mibuchi asked. Akashi sighed.
"It doesn't matter why," he replied. Mibuchi frowned.
"Is it those other 'Miracles?' You still treat them as if they're your teammates," hurt was evident in his voice. Akashi was amused by the jealousy in the vice-captain's voice, but he still didn't turn to face the other.
"Why do you care Mibuchi?" Akashi asked.
"You think of them too much," the taller commented. Akashi's eyes flashed in anger as he finally turned towards the other.
"I don't care of your opinion Mibuchi. It is for me to know why I still associate with them. Drop the subject," Akashi turned away from male and started to walk out of the gym to head to the locker rooms, eyes flashing dangerously.
"You don't need them anymore! You have us now Sei-chan," Mibuchi dared to yell out, tears in his eyes. Akashi stopped in his tracks and spun on his heel to look at the other. His red eyes were hardened to rubies. Mibuchi's eyes widened at the sudden hostility in the red-head, and he fell to his knees. He looked away, and his next words would've been inaudible if the gym wasn't so quiet. "You have me."
"I will never look at you the way I see the others. I will always only see Tetsuya, Ryouta, Daiki, Shintaro, and Atsushi. You have no chance Mibuchi. I'm sorry, but you have to give up this crush you seem to have me," Akashi said, trying to be kind about it. Mibuchi looked up at the red-head with tears streaming down his cheeks. Akashi was in love with the other Miracles. He really did have no chance.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall in love with you Sei-chan," Mibuchi said softly, looking down once more. Akashi sighed.
"I know. I apologize Mibuchi, but I can't do anything to help you," Akashi said, making his way to the locker room without waiting for a response. He reached the locker room fairly quickly. He opened his locker and sighed at the picture taped to his locker door of all of the Miracles, including himself. It was one of the times that they had gotten together for a basketball match and they were all smiling genuinely. "Why did we agree to see who was stronger?"
"We aren't that far away, no matter how bad it may seem at times."
Akashi's eyes widened and he turned around swiftly to see Aomine standing there.
"Daiki, what are you doing here?" Akashi asked in surprise, red eyes wide. Aomine smirked and walked towards Akashi until he had pushed him into the locker next to Akashi's open one. He leaned down and connected their foreheads together.
"I miss you guys too much, so I came to talk to you," he responded. He paused to press his lips to Akashi's soft ones. Akashi allowed his body to arch into the blunette's and he wrapped his arms around Aomine's neck. Akashi broke away too soon.
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Kuroko's Secret
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