Runaway blue

Chapter 11

《You're spilling your secrets
For the world to see
You know they don't get it
How hideous you can be》
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“It seems everyone's already here.” Said a cold voice, causing heads to turn to him in a fast manner, as if impatiently.
“Akashi.” The greenette nodded for a greeting as the red haired teen sat beside him, secretly gazing at everyone else.
For once, he noted, it was quiet. Too quiet.
None of them were complaining about his late arrival or food in a certain someone's case. And he knew that there was only one person who could make that happen.

He stared at an empty spot in their table. Their missing friend would cause this quietness in their group, which he found rather ironic considering how he was the quiet type.

“Well?” A tanned male spoke up, his voice that of a brother's, his eyes gleaming over the almost invisible dark circles on his skin,
consequence of sleepless nights, and back the straightest it's ever been. “Have you found anything about Tetsu?”
The red head glanced at him, before pulling some papers out of the bag slung over his shoulder and throwing them on the table. “No more than what we already know I'm afraid.” He said. “There is another possibility, however...” it's too unbelievable.
“What is it Akashi?” The greenette asked.
“No, it's nothing important anyways.” He answered. “I did however get info on that man.”

While all the other's looked at the information he gathered, his frown deepened. Th man raised his supsicions even more, and all the information he did gather on their friend seemed to lead to that possibility as well.
But he couldn't believe it. Their friend wasn't like that; he was quiet alright, not secretive.

He was proven wrong.

“Welcome Japan! In today's news we'll be interviewing the royal family's sons. Kuroko Tatsuki and Kuroko Tetsuya!” The host of the show said in a loud, cheerful voice. But that wasn't what cought their attention, no, it was the name that came out of the man's mouth.
And they stared as their lost friend smiled at the camera, alongside a young man with golden eyes and teal hair jelled back in a way that resembled fire, and a smile so big that could either be fake or just overdone.
They were obviously brothers, royal brothers at that.

While the others stood abruptly and gaped at the plasma TV hanged on the wall, the red head, Akashi Sejiuro, felt like mourning.
And soon, the others joined him on that feeling.
So it had been true. Kuroko Tetsuya, the phantom sixth man of the generation of miracles, Seirin's trump card and shadow, was in fact their future king.
So why mourning you say?
Why not happiness that they could use his position to their advantage?
Why not joy for their friend?

Well, for starters they would never use their friend as a tool. Then again, the person smiling at them through the camera wasn't their friend. It was a completely different person starting from the fake smile and lies comming out of his mouth.
His eyes seemed to scream for help as his mind murdered the light in his heart. He was hurting underneath those good looks and his position didn't fix that, it could only make it worse.
Akashi's phone then beeped, sending a chill through their spines as if being woken up from a nightmare, only that it was still happening. The emperior pulled out his phone, inspecting the location that was sent to him by Tetsuya's number. Then the text that followed it, his mismatched eyes narrowing at it's contents before he closed his phone shut and told the others the adress he recieved.
Nodding in silence, their eyes trailed back to the screen.

“Time goes on quickly, however to be honest, the years I spent over seas were the longest I've ever experienced.” Kuroko Tatsuki said, a nostalgic look etched on his face.
“You're right.” The younger of the two said backing his brother up. “It was too long.” Glaring at his brother, he raised an eyebrow.
“Eeeeeh?! You little! I am not that bad of a babysitter!!!” He wailed, reminding them of a certain blond, trapping their friend in a headlock, making their audience laugh at the cute brotherly moment.
“Alright folks! We will have a short break!” The host announced, the screen soon switching to advertising products.

Akashi's gaze shifted to the one who stood up.
“A-Aomine-chi?” The blond model asked in a hushed tone, too stunned to even make his usual comments. Said male didn't bother answering him, instead he took his leather jacket and ran out of the fancy place, with the blond running out after him and shouts of his name.
“Aomine-chi, where are you going?”
“Where else dumbass? To Tetsu!” He answered in a rush, already pushing through crowds of people.
“But the interview isn't over yet!”
“By the time I arrive there it should be!” The tanned teen yelled over his back, leaving his friend staring at his retreating figure.

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“Haaah! That was tough, nice show we got there, huh 'Tsu?” A golden eyed boy said when they walked out of the building.
His brother didn't answer, too busy massaging his jaw, thinking a smile would've been permanent had that interview lasted any longer.

He sighed as he followed his family to their limo.
Or would have if a hand didn't cover his mouth and dragged him to a corner, where he came face to face with a very disshelved tanned male.

“Aomine-kun.”