3rd person POV
Akashi slammed the locker, nearly denying it. "I've never felt such humiliation." He scowled.
When he woke up, Akashi was sleeping on Akagawa's lap and she was still running her hand down his hair. She was doing it the whole ride, her hand must have been tired and sore yet she wasn't complaining.
"You awake now?" Akagawa leaned forward slightly and Akashi got a whiff of her shampoo. His face turned bright red and he got up from her lap.
"Yes, where are the others?" He looked around the bus.
"They left after taking a marathon of pictures of you and is currently talking with the Shutoku members." Akashi's eyes widened at her remark.
Akashi remembered the event so clearly, and when he walked into the gym he lost his emperor reputation. They still showed him to the locker rooms, which is the place where he's sulking.
Akashi heard a knock on the door and Akashi quickly put on his jersey. "What do you want? Who is it?" He spoke, the tone of his voice sounding intimidating.
"Your dear pillow." A voice responded, followed up with a loud smack. The man winced in pain, as the door slowly opened revealing a red haired female.
"Excuse Kotaro's foolishness. I came to inform you that the match will be starting in ten minutes." Her soothing voice made Akashi calm down within an instant. He smirked and slipped on his jersey.
"How insulting, I don't need 10 minutes to get dressed." He scoffed, allowing Akagawa to escort him out of the locker room.
"Whatever, dear emperor." Akagawa joked.
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"Hmm, Coach substitute Shuichi. I need to discuss something with him, he's lacking greatly at the moment." The coach agreed to Akagawa's statement, and sent one of the benched players to go out on court.
Akagawa smiled at Shuichi who was walking towards her, the red haired girl pulled at both of his cheeks. Shuichi's blue orbs teared up, "Iwm sworsy!" He spoke, unable to speak clearly due to the strange shape of his face.
"Every time I think it will be okay, you pull that damn trick! What did I say about using that in official matches?" Ayaha's eyes widened at Akagawa's personality change. The usually calm red beauty has become strict and demonic.
Shuichi sighed and rubbed his cheeks in pain, "I'm sorry but this team was way too advanced to not use it." Akagawa rubbed her temples.
"Don't expect to sleep soundly tonight." Akagawa smiled sweetly, sending shivers to the people around her and Shuichi froze in fear.
"Oh, you don't mean..." Shuichi started to tear up, not because of the cheeks pain but from the nostalgic feeling of her intense training.
Ayaha went between Akagawa and Shuichi, "I don't know what's happening but please don't push him too hard." Akagawa went back to her normal attitude and sighed.
Akagawa winked towards Shuichi, intending that he should thank Ayaha for saving him. Though he knew that she wasn't going to let him off so easily.
The match became a little rusted, due to the member change and the member change allowed Shutoku to slowly catch up to Rakuzan's score. Akagawa hummed, she suppose that Shuichi was a winning factor but why was Akashi not using his full power? The other four members on the court obviously were giving their all but the red head in the middle of the court stood like a rose next to a tree.
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A Painful Melody
FanficShe had the same voice. He hated it. The person he loved most, sounds like her. There's two sides of a story, but in this case... There were more than two sides. [ Abandoned & Incomplete Story ] ____ Please keep in mind, I wrote this a long time...