Finally! An UPDATE Fic: Signal Part 9 FINAL (AkaFuri,KaKu,AoKi,MiTa,MuHi; Pg-15)
Signal
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Rating: Pg-15/T
Genre: Drama/Family/Romance (no humor this time, sorry! >_<)
Pairing: Akashi/Furihata-main, Kagami/Kuroko, Aomine/Kise, Midorima/Takao, Murasakibara/Himuro
Summary: There's a reason why Kagami was sent back home to Japan. Akashi pulled some strings? Or was it his family? Why does Furihata get involved in this craziness? Will Akashi give his blessing to all the GoM members' new 'partners'? This is the conclusion. Akashi's 'eyes' are there for a very important reason, not just for basketball.
A/N: Uh…I'm back to update this story, guys! I know, it's been awhile, but you have to excuse me. I'm busy with life! And like I said before, I just came back from another table tennis tournament (oh God, it's totally in SEASON! I will have to attend a practice match as well at Sunday!), and I haven't even started to make fic for Takao's birthday! *despaired* Not because of lack of trying. Writer block is really annoying. I meant, what I want to write had been written by other authors, so I couldn't come up with nice idea for Takao's birthday! Oh, but I drew a pic for Takao's birthday. Ah, and I drew that promotion flyer for Doll Princess play in You plus Me equals? as well.
Oh, also, for tora-chan83, thank you sooo much for your help to beta this chapter! XD Anyway, please just ignore my babble and start to read. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warning: AU, language, yaoi, slight oOC-ness, beware of R-ish scene in the middle, etc…
Signal
Part 9: Final
"Nn…"
Akashi scrunched up his face slightly, feeling somewhat chilly, and slowly opened his eyes. It was rather painful to open them at first because of the brightness and his sight was very blurry, but then gradually, the light dimmed before he managed to actually spot any form around him.
Akashi blinked as he remembered that he couldn't open his eyes the previous day, but it seemed the drug effect had subsided because the light no longer attacked his eyes anymore and now he could see clearly. Though, he couldn't help blinking once in strangled surprise when he registered what he saw at that moment.
It was another boy's face.
A light-brown haired boy who was soundly sleeping beside him… in the nude.
Furihata… Kouki-Akashi gradually understood this rather 'disturbing' situation as some events of the day before slowly came flooding back into his mind. He recalled that he had been attacked in his own home by his own brother and then rushed out of his house to escape.
Akashi was irked at the thought that he had been cornered by a lesser being such as Soujirou, but he just sighed and kept his anger at bay to assess his current state of affairs. He also remembered that Kagami Taiga had somehow helped him escape by distracting his pursuers after entrusting Akashi to the currently naked boy on the bed beside him.
Akashi kept silent, thinking that this was kind of… bizarre. He looked at his own shape which was similar to Furihata. His skin was also quite exposed. Out of curiosity, he grabbed the edge of the blanket and lifted it slowly to check. Thank GOD he and Furihata still had their boxers on, but Akashi was also quite surprised that he didn't mind the closeness they shared at that moment, not in the slightest, and that was very weird.
This is very peculiar and intriguing…-Akashi couldn't help wondering. The usual him would have snapped and kicked the people that dared to undress him, and moreover to sleep on the same bed as him without his consent. He probably would have stabbed them as well. But this….
Akashi didn't know why he did this. For the most part, he remembered that he was the one who pushed Furihata down and held him close on Furihata's bed last night, after he woke up from a restless slumber because of his bad condition… feeling somehow very comfortable when he touched Furihata's skin and felt his warmth around him. He, himself, didn't understand why he felt that way. Was he somehow starving of human contact? Or was it because he was sick, so his body just needed some kind of reassurance?
Akashi glanced down at the still snoozing Furihata. The smaller boy looked very peaceful like this and Akashi was curious if he would feel the same peace as last night if he touched him again. He felt much better now anyway, so if his theory of sickness was right, there was nothing to fuss about.
It was just a moment of weakness and nothing more. Akashi could always fix that.
However, Akashi wasn't quite prepared for what he felt when his fingertips made contact with Furihata's soft cheek.
Oh.
Somehow there was that surge of a strange feeling when he felt how supple Furihata's bare skin was. It was fair in healthy light rosy color; it felt warm and suddenly, Akashi wanted to touch some more. He stroked the soft texture lightly, feeling it with his palm and Furihata sighed slightly, leaning closer to his touch, seeming to feel at ease.
It was very fascinating and magical. Akashi had never touched someone like that before. People tended to shy away from his touch out of fear after all. But Furihata's reaction -in spite of him doing it unconsciously- was the contrary, as if he actually enjoyed the skin-contact with Akashi. For some reasons, the red head felt rather agitated knowing this.
Indeed… this is very strange…-Akashi's mind couldn't help whispering again as his hands moved with a child's curiosity, fingers tracing the pliable skin of Furihata's face all over; tucking the strands of Furihata's hair off of his forehead before going down to his nose, cheeks, until they stopped at the corner of Furihata's mouth.
Akashi stared at the pair of sakura colored lips for a moment before his thumb caressed the bottom plump. It was soft, softer than the rest of Furihata's face. It was slightly dry, but there was this nagging feeling inside Akashi that it would feel even more wonderful if he touched that part of Furihata with his own lips.
At the strange thought, Akashi snapped and pulled his hand away immediately as if it was suddenly burned. He shook his head slightly after, trying to clear that odd idea out of mind. What was he thinking? Did he just think that he wanted to…?
Akashi tried to look away, and he did. But for some unplumbed reasons, his gaze flickered back to Furihata's face repeatedly after his speculation.
What's… happening here?-Akashi couldn't help feeling that he had gotten himself into something very troublesome. He wasn't sure of what he felt, but if he was right, then… that feeling must have been….
Desire?
Akashi combed his crimson hair back, sighing slightly, feeling rather troubled. An Akashi like himself… desiring a guy like Furihata? This had to be some kind of a sick joke. But then again, if that was the case, it could easily explain why he felt so good touching Furihata, to be around him, to feel his warmth. It also clarified why he didn't mind this disturbingly close proximity despite knowing that Furihata was a lesser being.
Wait, I can't just jump into conclusions here. It may have been the same as what I feel towards my GoM members…
But when Akashi tried to imagine any of them getting touchy-feely with him, he immediately felt repulsed. Even he had never let Murasakibara get so close to him past putting his head on Akashi's shoulder and maybe lifting Akashi when he felt sick, but there was always minimum skin to skin contact for all those occasions.
And yet… when Akashi thought about Furihata, as ridiculous as it might be, he only felt curious of how good it would feel to put his arms around the smaller teen, to snuggle and maybe kiss him. It was wrong, and yet Akashi just couldn't help wondering about it because the image he saw inside his head piqued his interest very much.
There must have been something wrong with me…-Akashi thought again, feeling the urge to sigh morosely, but his eyes were just drawn to Furihata's sleeping form again. The urge to make more skin-to-skin contact was slightly bothering Akashi and against his better judgment, he reached out once again to touch the other boy.
Akashi's supposedly fleeting touch wasn't exactly fleeting this time, and not just on Furihata's face, he was tempted to be more adventurous with it. His ivory long neck… his slender shoulder blades…. Akashi put more pressure on each touch, outlining and mapping Furihata's skin more prominently until Furihata seemed to feel them.
"Nnh…" Furihata moaned lightly, his face contorting in slight pleasure. Hearing such audible gratification while seeing such bliss in Furihata's demeanor-because of his touches- almost cracked Akashi's self control. Luckily, (or too bad, actually) Furihata slowly opened his eyes. The other boy seemed to be very surprised as his glassy eyes landed on Akashi's dichromatic ones.
Furihata immediately squeaked and jerked awake. His body tensed and he frantically moved away until he fell down from the bed to the hard floor. "Ow…!" he moaned in pain for a brief moment before abruptly remembering, "Ah! E-eh, um…!" he stuttered, flushing bright red from head to toe as he looked upward at Akashi, his expression turning into such an interesting mortified look that Akashi wanted to chuckle a bit.
Indeed, Furihata was uniquely one of a kind.
"Good morning, Kouki," Akashi didn't forget his manners and greeted, smiling slightly.
"Eh, err… A-Akashi-kun… you're a-awake…" Furihata was still sputtering, seeming to try his best to calm down despite his state of undress. He quickly noticed that and flushed some more as he automatically tried to grab his clothes on the chair at his studying desk and put them on in record time.
For a moment there Akashi felt rather disappointed that Furihata was quite self-conscious about his body. It was such a shame that Akashi no longer could see that fine, slender body shape and skin. Well, he could always ask him to undress again if he wanted to. With a personality like Furihata's, he probably would do it if it was Akashi's request.
"S-…sorry about that, Akashi-kun. Uh… g-good morning. Ho-how are your feeling?" Furihata then sat down on the chair after bringing it closer to the bed. He was still blushing deeply and looking extremely embarrassed, but he appeared to be trying hard to make a conversation for Akashi's sake.
Akashi couldn't help feeling that Furihata was a very kind guy. "Thanks to you, I feel much better now," he said gently.
"A-and your eyes… they can see now?" Furihata asked again, gradually building his composure.
"Yes, fortunately, the drug effect only lasted one night for my eyes," Akashi answered calmly.
"Oh… t-that's good…" Furihata sighed slightly, looking relieved. "I'm glad…."
Akashi looked at Furihata intently for a moment until the boy realized that he was being watched. Furihata averted his gaze from him and started to fidget, obviously extremely uncomfortable. Akashi could instantly guess that there was something bothering him and it must have had to do with the event last night, so he saved the boy from the trouble and spoke first.
"About last night," Akashi could see the boy cringe, but he didn't intend to dwell on it for too long anyway, so he continued, "I appreciate your help. In my weakened state, I might have done or said some things that don't make any sense. Just don't take it too personally and forget about it."
Part of it was for Akashi's sake too, because he didn't like looking weak in front of other people. But more than anything, he didn't want Furihata to feel sorry for him because there was nothing to be sorry about. He might have made a mistake regarding the way he acted and thought for a long time, but it was part of his life, of who he was, so he wasn't sorry about it. Now he knew what he had to do. First, he had to fix the damage his idiotic brother had done to the Akashi Family and then… then he would try to start over with his friends.
Akashi would be more honest this time and maybe… maybe he would try to see where he stood from their perspectives, to do the right thing… for Akashi and for his precious friends' sake.
"Um… you mean you aren't angry that I selfishly took your clothes off and slept beside you?"
Akashi blinked once at the silly question and peered at Furihata who was still fidgeting and looking ashamed. Akashi was honestly rather stunned. Was Furihata more worried about making him angry than all the things Akashi had done to inconvenience him?
"You…, your sense of priority is rather askew, isn't it?" Akashi couldn't help commenting, a bead of sweat trickling out his cheek.
"E-eh? W-why?!" Furihata appeared surprised at that remark.
"I recalled… last night you already explained that it was necessary to nurse me back to health. Why would I be angry with you over helping me? In fact, you should have felt that I had become a hassle to you." Akashi was seriously peeved. Sometimes trying to understand other people's thoughts was slightly unnerving.
"Eh? No, well… I kind of figured that Akashi-kun is rather… private and that level of intruding on your personal space might be too much, so… B-but, I'm glad if you don't mind it. A-and no, you aren't a hassle at all. It's what friends do, right? H-helping each other… ah! It-it's not like I expect you to regard me as your friend, b-but… I think I want you to be… err, sheesh, what am I saying?"
Furihata frantically tried to explain with a shaky voice, appearing uncertain and undoubtedly frustrated about composing his words while scratching his head with a troubled and embarrassed look. Oh, how cute.
Wait, what?-Akashi was perturbed at his own thought. Did he just think that Furihata was cute? He must still be very tired somehow.
"Well, if it had been other people, I would have stabbed them with scissors for sure," Akashi admitted, chuckling darkly and Furihata squawked in shock and horror at his confession. "But because you have been so nice to me, Kouki, I think I will give you the privilege to touch me," he continued, smiling again at Furihata who jumped and trembled for some reason. Did Akashi make a scary look?
"Um… uh… o-okay…" Furihata seemed about to say something else, but then he halted and just turned away with a flushing face, looking somewhat awkward.
Akashi couldn't help smirking. "I was just kidding, Kouki. You don't have to feel so self-conscious," he felt that teasing Furihata was fun even though he wasn't exactly lying about what he said. He really wouldn't mind Furihata touching him again if the situation called for it.
Furihata's face became even redder at that. "Um… please don't joke about something like that…!" he exclaimed, covering his face. "It's hard enough to restrain my imagination you know… especially when you are in this state, Akashi-kun…."
Akashi blinked once before he looked at himself and suddenly realized that his bare skin was still pretty much exposed to the boy in front of him. Looking at the way Furihata acted, somehow… Akashi sensed that he had looked and sounded like…
Oh no. That's just-Akashi had the decency to feel rather uncomfortable at his own action. He glanced away slightly, shortly after his cheeks felt warm. It wasn't like he was trying to seduce Furihata or anything. He was just teasing the boy a little.
But… he did say he was trying to restrain his imagination. Does that mean Kouki has interest in me at some point?-Akashi felt like knowing. He was curious. He had never experienced something like this before after all.
"What are you imagining, exactly?" Akashi couldn't help asking. Furihata's face color turned into that of a boiled lobster's, his expression bothered beyond belief.
"A-Akashi-kun!" Furihata looked exasperated and so mighty embarrassed that Akashi felt like laughing.
This was very strange. How come Akashi enjoyed this silly conversation so much? He felt alleviated, like he didn't have to put up a façade to respond to any question and expression, just being able to speak freely because he wanted to, not having to mind his words in fear of the consequence.
Akashi had never felt this liberated before. It felt… amazing.
"Thank you," somehow, Akashi felt that he needed to say it because he felt very grateful at that moment. He was thankful that he met Furihata and happy that he could spend this moment with him.
Furihata seemed to be bewildered of why Akashi thanked him, but he just accepted it without question and smiled at Akashi in return. "You are welcome."
~Akashi x Furihata~
A few hours later, Furihata introduced his family, except his sister because she wasn't home, to Akashi.
Last night was like hell to explain when his dad found out that Furihata had slept on the same bed with Akashi without clothes. Seriously, the older man was on the verge of freaking out, but of course Furihata promptly tried to elucidate the situation, albeit frantically and without screaming since Akashi still needed his rest. Luckily, his dad was willing to back off until this very moment.
"I'm sorry for being an inconvenience to your family," was what Akashi said first while bowing formally and politely (but still regally, and already clothed with Kouki's pajamas of course) that Furihata's father could only gape and his mother appeared very impressed at the splendid manners this young man possessed.
Explaining the whole situation in detail was impossible because of a lot of reasons and issues Furihata didn't really want to know about, so Akashi seemed to choose his words carefully and spoke reverently on his behalf. "Your son has been incredibly kind to a stranger such as myself for letting me stay over when I was very sick yesterday. Please don't punish him because he did nothing wrong. I, Akashi Seijuurou, am very grateful for his help and will never forget this debt for the rest of my life."
Well, Akashi was a young master of an enormously rich and successful family, moreover an heir of such giant corporation as the Akashi Group. It was bound to happen that he had a perfect manner in dealing with any kind of situation, and being in his good graces was everything a commoner would want, especially when Furihata's parents recognized his name immediately.
They practically encouraged Furihata to be his friend instantly without asking too many questions. They didn't even care about the 'sleeping on the same bed naked' incident anymore after that. Furihata could only palm his face, feeling absolutely appalled at his parents' obvious change of attitude after knowing Akashi's status.
Damn commoner's life!-Furihata couldn't help cursing his own fate.
"Kouki, be good to our guest. Papa and Mama have to go to work now," his father said, giving them a dopey smile.
"Akashi-san, please take care of our Kou-chan," his mother added in a sweetened voice, giggling happily.
"Sheesh, just go to work already, you two!" Furihata practically pushed them out of his room before slamming the door shut on their very joyful, suggestive faces.
"Your parents are very interesting," Akashi commented dryly from the bed.
Akashi's body seemed still slightly sluggish because he couldn't stand up when Furihata asked him to come down to the guest room since his parents wanted to talk earlier, so they conversed in Furihata's room.
"I'm sorry they are so thwarting," Furihata said, letting out a long suffering sigh, still feeling ashamed of his parents' behavior.
"Ah, but I can see that they are good people. After all, you were the fruit of their love and you are a good person. They brought you up so well," Akashi said, throwing a small smile at him. Watching the gesture, Furihata couldn't help blushing again.
Seriously, Akashi looked really good when he smiled. Moreover, his eyes were warmer and gentler than the first time he saw the red head, or when he was with him at that café.
"But because you have been so nice to me, Kouki, I think I will give you that privilege to touch me."
Exactly, what did that mean? Did Akashi really joke when he said that? It was practically saying that he didn't mind if Furihata wanted to touch him again. In what way? Why was Furihata obsessing over it in the first place, damn it?! It was Akashi Seijuurou! He couldn't think about him that way!
Get a grip of yourself, Furihata Kouki!
"You are turning red again, Kouki. What's wrong?" Akashi asked, but Furihata could see the corner of his mouth turn up slightly. He was smirking, damn it! He knew exactly why Furihata was blushing!
I'm insane because I keep thinking about a sadistic psycho like Akashi Seijuurou-Furihata lamented inwardly on how abnormal his mind was. But he just couldn't help it. Akashi somehow… made him feel special. Because he was sure Akashi wouldn't act this way towards anyone else… was it because he had somehow saved him? But Kagami did the dangerous part….
Ah. Right, Kagami…. I wonder if he's okay…-Furihata suddenly remembered about that matter and it apparently showed on his face because Akashi's expression turned slightly somber as well.
"Kouki?"
Furihata snapped from his train of thought and looked upward at Akashi who peered at him questioningly. There was a hint of concern in his sharp mismatched eyes and Furihata sighed slightly. "Sorry… I was just thinking about Kagami," he said. "Yesterday… he seemed about to do something dangerous. I'm kinda worried if he's okay now."
Akashi was quiet for a brief moment, outwardly thoughtful before responding. "Why don't you just give him a call? I'm quite sure he's fine, though," he suggested, sounding confident.
"You think so?" Furihata couldn't help but feel rather comforted after hearing such reassurance from Akashi. After all, he was rarely wrong, right, with his Emperor Eyes and all?
"Yes, somehow… I want to believe that it's true… or so," Akashi continued slowly.
It was surprising to hear something like that from the red head. He somehow… had changed a lot considering how he acted the first time Furihata met him. "That was… very peculiar of you, speaking like that…," he stared dumbly at Akashi afterwards.
Akashi smiled slightly at that. "He made me realize about many things… that Kagami… and you as well," he spoke slowly and his eyes turned even gentler now.
Wow…-Furihata couldn't help feeling amazed at that view. Akashi's red and golden orbs seemed to glimmer. They looked very… beautiful and it stirred something exhilarating in Furihata's heart, something warm and sensitive and oh, how it made his heartbeat increase its pace and intensity.
"I-I didn't do anything, though," Furihata said timidly, stuttering while looking down, feeling self-conscious again and fighting against another blush.
"But you did. You showed me that… I am a human too," Akashi said as he reached out to touch Furihata's hand. "You taught me to feel… like a human is supposed to," he continued slipping his fingers between Furihata's before holding it tightly.
Furihata was confused because he didn't think he had done anything like that, but who could understand how Akashi's mind works anyway? He was probably thinking about something unbelievable inside that genius head of his, and Furihata had learnt not to think too much of what Akashi thought if he wanted his own mind to stay healthy.
"But… Akashi-kun was always human to begin with… right?" It sounded stupid, really, and yet Furihata just wanted to make sure that Akashi wasn't an alien or something as he held Akashi's hand back.
Akashi blinked once before he chuckled slightly. "Only you would take it literally," he shook his head, but he seemed very pleased.
Furihata couldn't help smiling as well seeing such a content expression on Akashi's face, despite not getting what Akashi meant.
~Akashi x Furihata~
Kagami was kissing him.
They were kissing… making out on the couch in Kagami's living room and it was getting more intense by the second with how Kagami licked at his bottom lips repeatedly, occasionally biting down gently to make him open his mouth so he could invade it with his slick talented tongue.
"Ah- mnh…" Kuroko couldn't help moaning at how wonderful it felt when he granted that permission. Kagami's peculiar tangy flavor immediately explode in Kuroko's taste buds, mixed with the taste of the delicious omelet Kagami had made for them for breakfast this morning and the taste of coffee they drank afterwards, when his tongue made contact with Kuroko's.
Kagami kissed deeper, actively exploring inside Kuroko's mouth while humming in their kiss, a jolt of pleasure engulfed the teen when he licked the soft and hard palate before thrusting so deep he thought Kagami tried to reach his tonsil.
Kuroko couldn't help groaning helplessly at the hot, wet pleasure he received from his boyfriend. Even though he had thought that this was a bad idea at first because they weren't even inside Kagami's room and Setsuna could walk in on them at any moment despite not coming home last night.
But, seriously, Kagami was such a good kisser. He could always blow Kuroko's mind with only his kisses; and when his hands were enthusiastically touching his skin as well, he just couldn't help but melt.
Every touch and caress felt like fire, incinerating his desire. It was so hot, electrifying, making his body shiver and tremble, weak while craving for more. His brain slowly turned into mush. Kuroko couldn't think clearly when he was being attacked like this. He was young, damn it, a teenager, of course he could only focus on that wonderful pleasant feeling when his body experienced it.
As Kagami released the kiss from his lips and moved to kiss his jaw and then his neck, Kuroko gasped lightly, before feeling Kagami's deft fingers work on the button and the zipper of his pants while his other hand was busy slipping under his sweater to caress his stomach and reach higher until it came across with his sensitive nipple.
"Ah!" Kuroko gasped again, louder this time, in pleasant surprise at the way Kagami's thumb and index finger pinched that responsive bud, pulled, nailed and played with it until it became erect. "Ah, ahn, Ka-Kagami-kun…!"
Kagami smirked slightly before kissing down at Kuroko's obviously bobbing Adam's apple, mouthing it and then going even further below to bite at the juncture where Kuroko's neck met his shoulder and sucked hard on that sensitive spot, sending another wave of pleasure through Kuroko's spine.
"Ahn!" Kuroko's body bucked, hand instinctively latching onto Kagami's head, fingers tangling between strands of his dual colored hair while his other hand clenched at Kagami's back, pulling him closer. His breaths became ragged and heavy as he felt all of the stimulations, his heart beating so hard and fast he thought it would burst out of his chest.
"Kuroko…" Kagami made a throaty whisper as he called Kuroko's name lowly, almost growling and it sounded so primal, full of need. Kuroko was so aroused at the feel of warm short shallow breaths near his sensitive ear before he felt Kagami's clever tongue lick the shell and nibble at his earlobe.
"Ka-Kagami-kun… Nnh…!" Kuroko wanted to touch too. He pulled at Kagami's clothes, trying to yank it off. Kagami chuckled, sounding amused at how impatient Kuroko was.
Kagami pulled back slightly and Kuroko was dazed out of his mind as the Tiger made a show of slowly pulling off his black T-shirt, inch by inch revealing his Adonis-like body. Kuroko had to gulp down his own saliva which suddenly pooled in his mouth at the very sexy view.
Dear God, what had Kuroko done to deserve such amazing boyfriend like Kagami, really?
"This part of you seems very excited," Kagami said as he bent down to nuzzle Kuroko's still clothed lap. Kuroko blushed slightly as he also noticed how hard he had become.
"Pervert," Kuroko said, feeling rather annoyed that Kagami could stir him up so easily.
"Now, look who's talking?" Kagami grinned, proceeding to open his mouth and bite down at Kuroko's inner thigh under the layer of his pants. Kuroko had to suppress a gasp, not wanting to show how hot he felt. "I think this thing should be off so I can hear your cute voice more clearly," he continued before starting to pull off Kuroko's pants.
"Ah, w-wait, Kagami-kun, we just did it last night," Kuroko protested half-heartedly while holding onto his pants because seriously, Kagami could be such an insatiable beast sometimes.
Although Kagami was gentle with Kuroko most of the time, of course, still… it was a bad idea to do it on the couch the next morning.
"But I'm not yet satisfied… I can never get enough of you," Kagami voiced before surging forward to give another breath-taking kiss to Kuroko's lips. "Okay?" he smiled gently.
"Kagami-kun…" Kuroko couldn't help but kiss him back eagerly, pulling the taller boy's body closer once again to make more contact, intending to give in since it wasn't like Kuroko didn't enjoy it.
Kagami always made Kuroko feel so good after all.
Kuroko could feel Kagami's adventurous hands working on his body again now and he almost spread his legs more, when he heard the ring tone of his cell-phone from his half off-half on pants that stranded on one of his knees.
"Huh?" Kuroko looked down at the dark blue pants. Kagami visibly twitched and growled as he seemed to hear it as well because he halted his ministration on Kuroko's body.
"Leave it," Kagami demanded, intending to resume their activity.
"But… what if it is important?" Kuroko began to push Kagami away to reach into his pants pocket. Kagami had to back off and sighed in annoyance, looking frustrated as Kuroko fished the cell phone out and glanced at the caller ID.
"Oh, it is Furihata-kun," Kuroko announced after recognizing the name and immediately opened the top of his cell-phone to receive the call. "Hello."
"Furihata?" Kagami made a disgruntled noise as Furihata greeted Kuroko back from the phone. But Kuroko could see from the corner of his eyes that Kagami was also interested in that phone call.
"Hello, Kuroko?"
"Yes, Furihata-kun, can I help you?" Kuroko asked before pushing the speaker button to let Kagami hear the conversation.
"Ah, sorry for calling so suddenly, but I just want to ask if Kagami is with you. I tried to call his cell-phone, but he didn't answer,"-Furihata sounded a little worried and Kuroko sighed slightly as he focused his blue eyes on Kagami who had a decency to look sheepish.
"Sorry Furihata, I left my cell-phone in my bedroom. I didn't hear the call," Kagami said rather loudly from his position so Furihata could hear his voice.
"Is that Kagami?"-Furihata inquired, sounding surprised.
"Yes, I put you on speaker, Furihata-kun," Kuroko said, smiling slightly while shaking his head, feeling rather exasperated.
"Oh, I see… so Kagami is there with you, alright. Thank god,"-Now Furihata sounded relieved.
"Sorry for worrying you. Are you okay there, Furihata? How about Akashi?" Kagami asked again soon after.
"I'm fine. Ah, Akashi-kun caught a fever and passed out last night, but he was awake and better this morning. Oh, and his eyes are better as well. He can see now,"-Furihata reported.
"Akashi-kun caught a fever? Passed out? Wait, what was wrong with his eyes? What do you mean he can see now?" Kuroko wasn't aware that Akashi's condition was so bad the night before because Kagami didn't want to explain and kept distracting him with his pleasurable ministration while Kuroko was trying to give him first aid.
"Huh, Kagami didn't tell you?"
Kagami flinched at that and looked another way, but he wasn't quick enough as Kuroko was sure Kagami caught his narrowed gaze on his ruby colored eyes.
Kuroko intended to reprimand his boyfriend for keeping the details out, but he was quickly distracted again by Furihata's further clarification from the phone.
"Akashi-kun said he might have been drugged and he couldn't see last night because he couldn't open his eyes. But it's okay now. Also, his fever has gone down even though his body seems still rather weak. Oh, and he wants to speak with you, Kuroko. Ah, along with all the GoM… and Kagami too... eh?"-Furihata suddenly paused.
There was some kind of noise in the background that Kuroko couldn't make out, but he was sure he kind of heard Akashi's voice as well.
"Furihata-kun?" Kuroko called since the brunet hadn't yet continued his words.
"Ah, sorry, yeah, can you come to my house? I will give you directions. Take all the GoM, Kagami, Himuro-san and Takao-kun with you. Akashi-kun wants to meet all of you,"-Furihata spoke again a moment later.
"Sounds good to me," Kagami shrugged, still not meeting Kuroko's stare, but Kuroko wanted to talk to Akashi as well because he was quite worried about him.
"Alright, we will be there in an hour. Where do you live?" Kuroko immediately gathered the information and took notes before he thanked him and hung up.
"Shall we call the others?" Kagami suggested and Kuroko nodded quietly. "After we finish, right?" he grinned and then pounced on Kuroko again without warning, surprising Kuroko very much.
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A few minutes after their rather exhausting activity, Kagami promptly retrieved his cell-phone from his room and called Himuro and Takao, while Kuroko called Momoi so the pink haired girl could forward all the calls to the other GoM members except Akashi.
Thirty minutes later, everyone was already present in Kagami's apartment… with some unexpected extras, of course.
"Include us too! We're here to bring Akashi back to Rakuzan, damn it!" Hayama protested childishly.
"Sorry, we kinda met them on the way and they insisted to tag along," was Takao's sheepish explanation as Kuroko stared blankly at the three Rakuzan's players.
"We deserve an explanation at least, and I second Hayama's opinion," Mibuchi spoke soon after, looking cool and ready for any confrontation if it was necessary.
"Besides, Akashi is important to us. He's our friend too, ya know," Nebuya added with a slight frown on his face.
Kuroko let out a long sigh. "I think Akashi-kun will want to see you guys as well. Just… let us talk to him first," he requested, not minding if they came along.
Thus, looking at how polite Kuroko had asked, the three Rakuzan's seniors seemed to agree with the term. They even didn't pry for any further explanation from Kuroko or Kagami, just silently following the party to Furihata's house.
Part 9B
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