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After meeting the King of the Generation of Miracles, Furihata was never the same. He would think about his first encounter with the Rakuzan captain often. How the captain looked down at him with a piercing glare. Furihata had never been so afraid. He was questioning how can someone like Akashi could be even considered human. The way he intentionally cut his teammate Kagami and didn't show any remorse could be described as psychotic behavior. So what should he do now that the fearful king, lay in his bed asleep?
Earlier that day...
While rushing home and trying to avoid getting drenched by the rain. A loud crash, startled him and Furihata tried to find out what was causing the noise. Strangling his bag against his body in caution, Furihata walked down the alleyway that produced such loud noises. When he reached the corner, he poked his head out discretely. His eyes were greeted by four men, it seemed as if the three men were trying to overpower the one that stood alone. "Are they ganging up on him? I can't really see their faces, should I call the police?" Furihata pondered. Lost in thought Furihata failed to see one of the three be defeated by the one who stood alone. One of the remaining men quickly ran away in fear of getting caught and hurt.
"Shit! He's is THAT strong?! We were told he can't overpower more than one of us at a time!" the man cursed.
A punch landed on his face, knocking him unconscious. Thinking the battle was over, Furihata peered down the alley one more time. His eyes froze on a figure with gold and red eyes stare back him. It was his one true fear, Akashi Seijuro. His body began to shake and he was paralyzed. Eyes blazed in blood lust and insanity as Akashi did nothing, but smile at his enemies' motionless bodies. He began to walk closer to the bodies, looking as if he were ready to kill. Starring at the weapon Akashi pulled out of his clothes, Furihata noticed how the hands that caressed the knife, wept with blood.
"B-blood! You're h-hurt!" Furihata blurted out. Akashi's eyes snapped towards Furihata and the glow of rage made him tremble.
"Leave. Having you here will give me more work and I only have a limited amount of time here. Besides the weak don't need to worry about the strong." Akashi commanded.
"I-I .... b-but" Furihata did not know how to respond. While stumbling over his reply, Furihata noticed how Akashi began to stagger.
"Heh, I never expected you to fight back while I am in control. Fine, I shall do as you wish and return, but your body will be too exhausted to move." Furihata was confused who Akashi was talking to. "You." Akashi faced Furihata.
"Y-yes?!" Furihata responded quickly after being startled.
"Due to complicated matters, I will leave you in charge of taking care of this body." Akashi said as he tied up the three thieves.
"Don't worry about those trash my men will take care of them later, but for now you must find shelter for me and you."
"Eh?! I-I guess s-since my house is near I co-could take-ah! A-Akashi-san!" In the middle Furihata's sentence Akashi had fainted. Now standing in the rain holding up Akashi's unconscious body Furihata was confused what to do next. "The hospital is too far and all clinics are closed at this hour. Is there really no other option? " he wondered. Coming to a solution, Furihata carried Akashi to his home. After entering the door Furihata collapsed from exhaustion and tried you regain some energy. "How *pant* can he be *pant* that heavy?!" Furihata could barely breathe as he talked to himself.
Using all the strength he had left Furihata dragged Akashi to his room and placed him on his bed. He quickly left the room and returned moments later with a small first aid kit and a towel. He began to dry, clean, and wrap Akashi's wounds and body carefully and tried to change Akashi's soaking wet clothes. When it was time for the pants to removed Furihata was too afraid of what the emperor would do to him. 'Even in his sleep I'm still afraid of him.' Furihata thought. Skipping the pants, Furihata dried the rest of Akashi’s unconscious body. Finally finished, Furihata released a sigh. Now we can resume where we had begun with Furihata wondering where to sleep now that the emperor had conquered his bed. He sat beside the bed worrying about how to explain to his parents what happened. What scared him the most is what Akashi will do when he wakes up. Akashi would probably hit him for dragging him back to his house without permission or something like that. Too tired to worry about these things his mind told his body to sleep and that's exactly what he did.
Next Morning
Akashi was unable to have a full night’s sleep for 2 months, but for some reason he felt comfortable as he shifted around the bed. As he opened his eyes, he noticed that he was not in his regular room. "Did he not take me back home last night?" Akashi questioned. A small groaning sound, interrupted his thoughts. He saw a boy with brown hair sleeping at the edge of the bed. He was sitting in a chair and his upper body laid on the bed. While sitting up Akashi held his head as he tried to recall what events lead him to be in someone else's bed. 'Apparently I had a caretaker last night, but I suppose it is better than those times I wake up completely naked with a stranger. If he knows anything, Bokushi I swear' Akashi let out a deep sigh, looked towards the boy again and realized he had seen him somewhere before.
"Ah, this is Furihata, Kuroko's teammate. What is he doing here? Is this his home?" Akashi was confused. Then a voice in his head said "This boy went out of his way to bring us here because I may have overexerted our body. It was unavoidable because they weren't regular criminals; Haizaki's men are getting more and more persistent each day. They need to know their place." Akashi was annoyed with the answer he had received.
"This is why you shouldn't have taken control. Your actions are too rash and you try to solve everything by being violent. You should have given me control as I requested. " he complained. The noise from his conversation disrupted Furihata's rest. He slowly lifted his head and turned to face Akashi while rubbing his eyes. When his vision finally cleared he instantly recognized the emperor and quickly straightened his posture.
"Ah! G-good morning, Akashi-san." Furihata cautiously said. Akashi gaze frightened him, immensely, those red eyes looked deep into his soul. 'Wait, red eyes? His eyes were gold and red yesterday night.' Furihata pondered if he was imagining it. While in thought Furihata did not notice that he was staring at Akashi.
"Is there something unnatural that is on my face? " Akashi asked.
"Eh? Oh I-it's nothing I-I-I was just lost in thought. Please don't mind me." Furihata stuttered, but Akashi did not believe him. Not wanting to cause more trouble Akashi decided to overlook Furihata's blatant lie. He removed the covers on top of him, got out of bed, and looked for his missing shirt. Aware of what Akashi was looking for Furihata grabbed the newly cleaned and folded shirt from the nightstand. He walked towards Akashi and held out the shirt towards him.
"Oh, your shirt is right here, it was wet from the rain so I washed it. I-I wanted to do this for all your clothes, b-but I couldn't......" Furihata let the sentence die off, being to flustered to explain further.
"It seems that I have imposed on you, thank you for taking care of me. I shall have my men send you a reward for assisting me. I shall be returning home now." Taking the shirt from Furihata, Akashi put on his clothes and felt a small tug on his sleeve. He looked back at Furihata, wondering what he could want. Frightened by the questioning look on the emperor's face, Furihata quickly let go of the sleeve.
"Y-you should at least have something to eat before you go. You live very far from here, right? Y-you might g-get hungry a-and it’s not h-healthy to skip b-breakfast." Furihata whispered.
"Thank you, but my father might be concerned where I am so I must let him know that I am safe as possible. " Akashi mentioned.
"B-but it's not good to s-skip breakfast!" Furihata warned. Ignoring Furihata, Akashi organized his belongings and walked out of Furihata's room, with Furihata following behind. As he entered the living room, he was greeted by a table filled with food.
"Ah, good morning! I am Furihata's mom, Ami Furihata, after I saw Furihata brought a friend over, I got a bit excited and cooked an excessive amount of food. It's been so long since Furihata has brought someone home! I wish he would have told me then I would have been able to buy more food." Furihata's mother sparkled with childlike excitement.
"Sorry for intruding, I am Seijuro. It's nice to meet you. I must thank you for preparing such wonderful food just for me." Akashi bowed in respect.
"My, my your so polite and your speech is so formal! Welcome Seijuro!" Ami was impressed.
"I-it's okay mom, Ak- ouch!" Furihata yelped as a hard object descended on his foot. He looked down and saw that Akashi had stepped on his foot.
"Oh, sorry I didn't know that your foot was there." Akashi gave a smile, but Furihata felt that it was not accident. "Since you had already cooked all this food, it would be impolite of me to not even taste this heavenly meal." Akashi complimented.
"Oh, my you’re such a charming gentleman! I bet your parents must be proud. Now if only Kouki could be as graceful as you. When he eats my food he just scarfs it down like someone is about to steal it from him." Furihata's mom added.
"Mooooom! Don't t-tell him about that!" Furihata's face was bright read as he stuttered in embarrassment. Akashi let a small laugh escape thinking how comical Furihata appeared. Akashi sat down at the table and began to eat with Furihata and his mother. He was not used to having homemade meals ever since his mother passed. He was reminded of his mother's food while eating because the taste was almost similar it brought a smile to his face.
"It's been so long since I sat down to eat with someone, it's nice. Such a warm feeling." Akashi thought. After he had finished his food, he thanked Furihata's mom for the meal.
"Please come back whenever you like! " Furihata's mother said as Akashi got prepared to exit the house.
"Yes, thank you again for having me over. I shall be departing now." Akashi gave a bow in respect.
"Kouki don't be rude! Escort your guest out at least!" Furihata's mom complained.
"H-huh? Oh, okay. " Furihata gave a simple response.
"I would be grateful. I have something I would like to discuss with you. " Akashi mentioned.
"H-huh? W-with me?" Furihata pondered what the emperor had to discuss with him. Together, they exited the house and waited for Akashi's chauffeur to come pick him up.
"I want you to keep my family background a secret from your mother. It will become extremely annoying if she pretends to be kind just because of my fathers' influence. Also to protect you both, if anyone had found out I was even mildly associated with your family, it could put you all in danger." Akashi explained.
"S-s-sure no problem! " Furihata covered his mouth quickly because his voice had cracked at the end of his sentence. A fiery red blush hung onto Furihata's face and he lowered his head in embarrassment.
"Heh, how cute." Bokushi laughed and ruffled Furihata's hair. Looking at Bokushi, Furihata saw that the emperors' eyes were red and gold once more. 'Now they're different! Do his eyes change color?' Furihata starred at him even more. Bokushi decided to ignore the intense stare, seeing as his ride had already started to pull in beside him. He entered the car calmly and closed the door. Before he departed Bokushi couldn't resist teasing Furihata a little. He rolled down his window and spoke to Furihata.
"Kouki, if you keep staring at him like that, I might start to think you have a crush on him, but don't forget if you love him you will have to love me too." Bokushi gave a smirk when he saw scarlet cover Furihata's face.
"Wh-Wha? WHAT?! THAT'S NOT WHAT I WAS THINKING AT ALL! I-I J-JUST WAS, WAS......" Furihata didn't know how to explain without sounding lovesick. 'I can't say I was looking at his eyes! That would sound creepy!' Furihata’s mind was in pandemonium.
"Goodbye Kouki." Bokushi said as his chauffeur began to drive away, leaving Furihata flustered.
"D-did he just call me by my first name? " Furihata realized and for some odd reason his heart began to pound. 'That's the first time someone besides my mother has called me by my name. Wait, why am I getting so flustered?! He's a guy and terrifying! ' Furihata vigorously shook his head and retreated back to his house.