Akashi Seijuuro, a successful man of 25 inheriting his late father's company as well as all his properties. People think he has everything, the irresistible looks, money, social status and girlfriends.
People thought he was happy.
But in truth, Akashi doubted.
It was like a never-ending loophole, the same occurrence happened again and again until he had lost hope in what he desired.
He wanted someone to love him, for him. And not because of this wealth.
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"Seijuuro, look! This handbag is the latest design and it won't be coming out until next month. Can you please buy it for me? I want to be the only one who has it."
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"Seijuuro, what about this dress, do you think it looks good on me? Oh! These earrings are just gorgeous! Can I, Seijuuro?"
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Akashi had enough, he wanted someone who truly cared for him.
Until one day...he asked Midorima for help. Since Akashi believed Midorima was the only logical one out of everyone dear to him.
Murasakibara didn't care...
Aomine's kink for breasts won't help...
Kuroko would be awkward to talk to...
And Kise.... let's not go that far...
Surprisingly, Midorima, Kuroko and Murasakibara had already settled down. But Akashi truly believed Midorima would be the best option.
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Although Midorima said that these situations would be inevitable, he did suggest a method.
A harsh method, but it was still a method.
It was a way of testing their love for him.
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"Akashi? You invited me out after 5 days of not contacting me to tell me something?" His girlfriend entered his view dressed up in the latest designer dress completed with shoes, handbag and jewellery. She looked stunning.
But Akashi, however, was different.
His girlfriend raised her eyebrows. "What is that you're wearing?"
She pointed to the fried chicken delivery overall which he wore. Akashi wasn't wearing his usual suit, nor did he carry that sense of pride and confidence.
"Maria, I don't know how to say this but...can you please lend me some money?"
"What the fuck are you talking about? You have plenty of money. What's all this getup?" She gestured wildly at his appearance.
"Maria, my company is now near bankrupt, the stocks have completely gone down and my clients rejected doing business with us. Please, can I borrow some money? Or can you exchange some cash with the things I had previously brought you? I will pay you back." Akashi looked distraught, his eyes no longer held their spark, and Maria was furious.
"Are you fucking with me? You're broke? Is that what you're trying to tell me?" Maria was lost for words. Her boyfriend was no longer the man she dreamed of.
"Yes...please Maria..." Akashi walked up to her and tried to grab her hand. But Maria slapped his hand away and backed off.
"No...I'm done, Akashi. We're over. You were never good enough for me anyways."
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Kuroko no Basket what if's...,oneshots and scenarios.
FanfictionAngst, fluffy, OOC, AU Oneshots, what if's and scenarios! The horoscope loving freak, The 'I am the absolute' midget (Akashi please don't kill me! I still love you! ;), the perverted ace, the *cough* gay *cough* copycat model, the sweet loving tita...
