Molten Dreams of Amber - A BokuAka One-Shot

Molten Dreams of Amber

(Hello hello everyone! I hope you all have been doing well lately, and I apologize for my lack of writing lately. Hopefully once midterms are over I'll have much more time to do so!

This is a BokuAka sick-fic one-shot, so if you aren't comfortable with throwing up and normal sick stuff then this fic is not the one for you haha. Thank you for reading!)

It started off as a tiny tug in the bottom of his stomach, a budding uneasiness that only bloomed further as more time passed. An itch in the back of his throat was next, leaving him pondering and confused. 

Akaashi Keiji didn't get sick, or at least that's what he told himself.

The last time he had gotten sick had been all the way back in primary school with a small fever, and then that one time in junior high, but even that was just a small cold that went away within a week.

So instead of thinking more on the matter Akaashi just shrugged it off as being slightly carsick from the not-really-long bus ride to Shizen and settled back into his seat, closing his eyes with the goal of falling asleep.

Goal.

"Akaashi, Akaashi, Akaashi!" Bokuto chirped into his ear from where he sat next to him, golden eyes wide-rimmed with excitement. "Akaashi, are you excited?!"

"Yes, Bokuto-san," Akaashi mumbled, resisting the urge to groan in annoyance. He hoped his answer would be enough to satisfy his hyper seat mate, but to no avail.

"What are you most excited about?" Bokuto asked, not waiting for Akaashi to answer before saying "I'm most excited to see Kuroo again! Oh, but I'm also really looking forward to seeing my lil' disciple, Hina-chan is just so cute! Oh, but I'm also excited to see Daichi and the other captains. . ."

Akaashi slowly opened one glacier colored eye to lightly glare at his ecstatic captain, hoping he would get the idea and be quiet for a few minutes so Akaashi could attempt to sleep before they arrived.

Unfortunately, although he could be rather perceptive at times, Bokuto was too worked up to notice Akaashi's silent order. Fortunately, someone else did.

"Bokuto, shut up and let Akaashi sleep, will you?" Konoha snapped from his seat across the aisle, not even bothering to open his eyes or even glance in their direction. Bokuto closed his mouth mid-sentence and blinked dumbly, as if noticed he was rambling for the first time.

Bokuto still looked a little lost when he sat back in his seat, staring at his covered toes. Akaashi sent a prayer to his lord and savior Konoha Akinori in his head, reclosing his eyes with the thought that finally, he'll be able to sleep.

Fate seemed to be against Akaashi today, well it was that or he just had a terrible case of bad luck. The moment Akaashi had finally felt himself being pulled into the calming depths of darkness known as a dreamless sleep the bus rolled to a halt, and various shouts were heard from both outside and inside the vehicle. Akaashi let out a tiny sigh as Bokuto hurriedly shook his shoulder, grinning wildly.

"Akaashi, wake up! We're here!" Bokuto nearly squealed, and Akaashi ran a tired hand over his face.

"I'm awake, Bokuto-san," Akaashi strained.

"Then let's go!" Bokuto exclaimed, climbing over Akaashi to race off the bus. Akaashi followed him, although at a much slower pace. Konoha gave him an apologetic look when Akaashi passed him, but Akaashi just shook his head to tell him everything was alright, he didn't really mind Bokuto's loud nature.

Akaashi used one of his hands to shield his vision from the bright sun when he stepped off the bus, his eyes taking a minute to adjust. When they finally did he saw Bokuto and Kuroo hugging like they hadn't seen each other in years, which was absurdly inaccurate. They did live in the same city, after all.