Red Blood Charmer | Killer!Akashi x Kuroko | discontinued

5: He Hates us

Akashi Seijuro's (Oreshi) POV

I shakily breathed out. I was not used to the cold atmosphere than before.

Inside this vast emptiness of the mind, me and Bokushi faced opposite of eachother. The air thickened and gloomy shadows appeared behind us, greeting us as usual.

This is our shared mind, where both me and Bokushi exchange our private conversations and this time, we were discussing about a certain person...

Kuroko Tetsuya

It took only a few seconds until Bokushi began to speak.

"Why did you try to stop me?"

"Isn't that obvious?" I sighed "Why didn't you try to resist then?"

"Resist?"

"Exactly, I only had control for a second. When you finally got back in control, why couldn't you just stab him?"

"..." He responded back with silence, I gave out a chuckle.

"I knew you had nothing to say. You could have ended his life, if he already... feared you." I cringed a little after what I just said. I glanced back at him, expecting a reaction but Bokushi remained in a calm state, his heterochromia eyes slightly averted.

"Feared me? You mean us..."

I opened my mouth to shout an angry reply, however, it was replaced by a quiet mumble. "... How come?"

"You were asking for my help. You were equally as pissed as me... Don't try to hide it."

At that very moment, our vision blurred, slowly processing the surroundings. When the whole scenery was in place, I almost gasped at it.

It was our elementary school, primarily, the playground.

"A memory, flashback..? Bokushi? Are you doing this?" I called out for him but no reply. I shrugged and studied the playground.

It was mostly engulfed in fields of grass, only leaving about a third of the playground in concrete. On the concrete side, there were a few swings, a seesaw and a hopscotch. Along the field, football nets stood there but further away, trees and bushes swayed to the rhythm of the wind. There were also fuzzy silhouettes of people that were starting to come together. Hmm, strange.

"Remember this?"

Bokushi appeared beside me, he softly held my hand into his, he usually does this to calm me down, since the first few times we experience through these kinds of flashbacks, I normally go through emotional breakdowns. Although I flinched a little, I didn't mutter a word and stared at the figures as they materialize.

As soon as I started to realise this memory, I squeezed Bokushi's hand tightly. He didn't mind, he wasn't as sensitive as me to such things.

We watched the frozen image beginning to play.

(Flashback)
(Oreshi's POV)