Will You Be My Sowlmate? (BokuAka AU)

Chapter 20

*Keiji's POV*
The Chinese always had a saying that "Good things never last."

I kept with my hairstyle that I had when I was in China, I even had my glasses on for show. We were only at the cinema catching the newest Maze Runner movie. An action movie which I had to admit was up to the minute and congenial to my taste. I never knew I would literally knock into him amongst the crowd. I noticed it was him and lowered my head, quickly apologising before steering Bokuto-san away from him before he could see me.

A week later, he called out to me as I walked past the smokers' corner at the office building on my way home. Bokuto-san had left earlier due to a migrane but I had to attend an urgent meeting that could not be postponed, in his place. My brother, or should I say, Akaashi-san was dressed in casual clothing, hands in his pockets with a stuck up look. I pretended I noticed nothing. He caught up with me, swatting my spectacles off my face. "Do you think I would not notice you, little brother? With your new spectacles and haircut. Not to mention your boyfriend. I never thought you would become such scum." I bent down to pick up my glasses, and wiped them, giving up on any hope of escaping. "Let me be clear, Akaashi-san. Bokuto-san is not my boyfriend. And may I know what business might you have with me?"

"Father wants to see you."

"I had a father? That is a surprise." I lined my words full of dripping sarcasm.

"You know what I'm talking about. You better meet him or else, I'll have to take you by force." Akaashi-san growled menancingly. I walked away not paying any heed. "What would that man want from me? If it is money, tell him I'll transfer whatever fees I owe him for my education, food, or anything to his bank account by Monday."

I felt my brother move behind me and I swerved around to block his attack. I sidestepped and moved to kick the back of his knees but he avoided it gracefully, moving in for another hit. His kick almost grazed my face. I guess I was out of practice for too long. He swung his other leg up, taking me by surpise with a flying triangle choke. I never knew he learnt judo too. I tried my best to pry his legs off. I got it off but he kicked me in my face, hard enough for bad bruising the next day. I scrabbled up, managing to somehow land a punch on his stomach. He gagged but recovered and aimed a few more swift kicks at my neck. I fended them off except the last one. I could hear my neck crack and I crashed to the floor. With an elbow to my skull, he knocked me out.