Morning has come. The sun shining brightly in sky, pervades her lights strongly everywhere. It eats the darkness in alleys, cracks of walls or anywhere that it possibly could try to hide. Stars invisible at this time of day, smile at their source of light and attentively watch over human. Clouds having no reason to crowded the large azure, didn't bother to even come and say hi. Even birds didn't pass by, drawing a peaceful clear sky.
An aburn haired boy, sleeping peacefully on his bed wakes up right in time, Seven and thirty. He sits on his bed and is about to stand when someone knocks the door of his room, more likely a small apartment. He opens his mouth. “Come in”
The wooden door gets opened carefully and slowly. It reveals a violet haired giant boy with a plastic of snacks in his hands, at early in morning. The young master of Akashi's mansion eyes him. He scolds the carefree boy. “Atsushi don't eat junk food in the morning, it is bad for your health” The latter only hm-s him.
He annoyed, sighs and finally sets his bare feet on the warm white floor. “What do you want? Make it quit” The giant boy pouts and puts a group of chips in his mouth. “Nothing, just wanted to say good morning” Akashi rises his eyebrows. He takes a hold of the hem of his white T-shirt. He begins taking it off. “Now you have done it, leave” He nodes, taking some glances of his milky abdomen.
The ajar door gets opened once again then closed. He sighs. “Annoying”
Once compelety naked, he heads for bathroom. He needs to wash his body clean before he goes to dining room for the serve of breakfast.Every maids and butlers are in rush. They have already begun decorating the mansion for their young master's twelfth birthday, and they absolutely do not want to waste one dear second.
Today all the important people of Japan including, celebrities, business men/women and famous athletes are coming to his birthday and if they miss one single unimportant thing, they are screwed. Sweat smirking find its way out of their forehead's skin. They want to make it obvious they are stressed out. They wave their hand in the air for their fellow sweat, sliding down to their neck, joyfully.Every year at this date, the mansion is on chaos, making even insects restless.
Akashi with a towel around his waist gets out of bathroom. He sits on his bed and drys his wet hellish hair with an extra towel. “Another stupid day” He murmers softly under his neath. He clinchs his hands on the towel and looks at his ceiling, uninterested in everything. “It is not like they do give two damn about my birthday, all they care for is their status in others' eyes ”
He dressed in proper clothes: A black pair of shorts, a white shirt and a pair of white shoes leaves his room and heads for dining room. While taking a short journey to there, he sees maids panicking go in one room and come out of another. He chuckles to himself. ‘They never learn to relax’ Then he frowns, remembering his strict and absolute father. ‘Well, it is not like they can relax, having a perfectionism master’ He continues his way, looking into forward.
He arrives at dining room and sees his parents already seated on chairs. They eat intelligently like they are in front of cameras. He clicks his tongue. ‘Alawys playing the perfect couple they are not’ He then sees the giant boy, still eating his snacks. He smiles at the sight of his friend not having the brain to care for such trival things, or at least trival for him. He greets those strangers calling themselves his mom and dad. “Good morning Oka-Sama, Oto-Sama” Akashi Asao, his father, looks at him and without replying continues his eating. His mother doing the same makes the boy to frown again. ‘Didn't i tell you? They don't give two damn about me’ He strikes the chair and sits properly. Then he begins eating as well.
Seijuro annoyed of all the noises gets out of the mansion, having some violet head following him nonchalantly. He puts his hands in his pockets. ‘I hope today ends soon’ The giant boy munching on his sweet yummy chocolate, with full mouth speaks up. “Akachin why are you unhappy? Be happy~” The shorter boy not minding his mumbling, let his feet to take steps.
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The Doll - Kuroko No Basket
FanfictionThere was once a doll, beautiful and intelligence with a beating heart. It was made specially for one certain red head as the present of his twelfth birthday. It was just gonna be another toy. It was gonna be played out then thrown in the basement...