Runaway blue

Chapter 11 Part 2

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.”

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He panicked, his arms flailing around in attempt to break free, but the hand over his mouth wasn't letting go. It seemed to hold on tighter , in fact. He let his feet hoover over the ground, partly because it hurt stretching them to keep standing on the floor, but more because he wanted to make the person release him. In a flash, his foot raised up to be brought down to the other's shin, having little effect though managing to make the other groan in pain.
The grasp around him loosened a little, giving him the opportunity to turn a little so he could give the final punch.

Before he could do that however, he was released. Stumbling a bit, he turned to see his captor. The sight that greeted him was relieving, but also confusing.

“Aomine-kun.” He greeted, not letting any sign of emotion appear on his face.
“Don't you ‘Aomine-kun’ me!” Said male yelled, throwing his arms in the air. Then pointing at him accusingly. “You mister, have a lot of explaining to do! Like for starters, what the hell is going on?! Why are you the crown prince and who the hell was that guy before!?” Despite trying to ask questions, the teen was so mad and angry, he ended up yelling sentences in fact form, forgeting they didn't want an audience.

“'Tsu?” A voice silenced him, sending shivers down his spine, even though not being near them yet.
“Perhaps I should've answered him.” Spoke the young royal. “It might've bought us more time.”
“Ya think?” His friend yelled, glaring daggers at him, making him return his glare with an intense stare.
“It isn't my fault Aomine-kun doesn't have a brain. Had you not made me think I was getting kidnapped, I would've.” He countered.

“Shit.” Cussed Aomine as the voices grew louder.
“Shouldn't you start running now, Aomine-kun?” Kuroko told him, staring the living hell out of him. Confusing him.
“H-haaah?”
“You do realize that otó-san won't allow you to leave without a good interrogation, if you're lucky.”
“If I'm lucky?!”
“Hai.” he answered. “If you're lucky, you'll leave with just a good interrogation and not a beating.”  As if that statement would help the taller teen's mood. He hadn't planned this far! And the calls for the young prince were getting nearer and louder too.

“Uh…” Oh right, he thought, I'll call the almighty. He fished his phone out of his pocket, dialling the number. “Oi, A-”
“Daiki.” A calm, cold voice answered, making shivers go down his spine, as he momentarily forgot what he wanted to say, a small ‘uh’ escaping his throat before he finally found his words.
“Oh right. I uh, I got Tetsu here with me. Y'know, with the royal family about to corner us.” he looked at the walls behind his back. “Literally. And I hadn't planned how to avoid getting cought…” He felt stupid, like he always did when talking to the one and only Akashi Seijuro. Damn the shortie's effects on him!
“I realized as much.” Came the reply that seriously ticked him off. Kuroko, for the sake of the boy's pride and their much needed time, as it was obvious he'd get yelled at and cought afterwards, decided not to laugh at his angry face. “If you're still hiden then I suggest running right now. Turn two rights, then a left, cross the street and take another right. There's a car waiting there, you'll be able to know which one.” With that, he hung up, leaving Aomine gaping at the phone!

“D-damn you, A-Akashi!” He said, clutching his phone tight. “Couldn't you just send the damn car over here?” He would've stood there glaring at the device for a long time if it wasn't for the shouts that alerted him.
“Over there!”
“Get them!”
Remembering Akashi's words, he grabbed the other's wrist and ran, dragging the poor boy behind him. What did he say again, he thought, two rights then a left?
With no other choice but to act quickly he did just that.
Crossed the road, ignoring the honking cars, from the rush of adrenaline the danger seemed nonexistent. Just to be sure though, he sent a glance over his shoulder to check if his friend was okay. Luckily not even a scratch was seen on him. Breathing a sigh of relief he turned a right on the corner, finally getting used to the shouts behind them. Looking ahead he saw multiple cars waiting for… someone to hop in and go somewhere!
But what actually cought his attention was a limo, bright red and deep gold, parked as if ready to leave at any time.

It's door opened as they neared, the tanned male hadn't noticed, but their pursuers were close, so close one of them was even reaching for the oblivious tealnette he was dragging.
Willing his feet to move faster, he threw himself, his friend along with him in the car, the door slaming shut behind them as the limo instantly rushed away.
“Whoo! Man that was something! Yo, driver! You know where to go right?” He asked, wiping sweat off his forehead.
“Yes sir.” The driver answered, Tetsuya noticed, nodding in his direction as they locked eyes by the front mirror.

Well, he thought, if this isn't interesting.

“Aomine-kun you're really evil.”
“O-oi! What did I do?!”
“It's what you didn't do that has me relieved as you almost broke my wrist.”
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“S-sorry man.”

This isn't Akashi-kun's plan after all...

Ooh, who's is it? Who's?!
Kuroko: Aouthor-san, only you know

Oh, I know... Hehe. Sorry. 😂