Thoughts about Akashi (through fanfic)

A/N: Why am I writing this? Ah right, because I hate Akashi and I’m bored.

Written in first person, the ‘I’ is the author myself ^^ ‘I’ am currently enrolled in Teiko, walking to my classroom and suddenly Akashi appears(not ‘my’ first time seeing him).

                         I slide open the door to my classroom, planning to just take my school bag and quickly walk home but there stood Akashi with his annoying red hair at his own desk. I groan, footsteps louder than usual as I walk to my desk without a word.

                        He notices me, but does nothing except to sit onto his desk.

                        If I could, I’d happily exchange Akashi for any other people to be my classmate, because every damn time he appears, it makes my stomach churn and my hands clammy, so I really hate him. I really do. I wish I could just glare at him every time I see him like a cool-looking girl but no, I don’t have the courage to do that.

                        Why? 

                        Mood swings, that’s why. I categorise him into “Emperor Akashi” and “Nice Akashi”. The name tells everything about “Nice Akashi”, but sometimes he suddenly goes into mood-swings-mode and turns into “Emperor Akashi”, which is REALLY SCARY BECAUSE MR EMPEROR-COMPLEX-GUY HAS HIS SCISSORS EVERY-FREAKING-WHERE HE GOES, so I mostly try to avoid that. That’s also one of the reasons why I hate him. Moreover, his left eye turns yellow every time he goes Emperor Mode. That’s kinda cool, like Kagerou Project but still…

                         I fish out my handphone from my school bag’s pocket. Tapping the “Mail” application, I typed a new message to him:

Ichigo: Where are you? Help me out with Akashi, please.

Kuroko: At the school entrance.

Kuroko: …

Kuroko: Do I really have to help you with this everytime? Akashi-kun isn’t scary.

Ichigo: YES HE IS. Just help me, dammit, or I’m going to spend the night here with Akashi and you can probably find my corpse and maybe also his tomorrow morning.

Kuroko: …Okay. I get it.

                        I switch off the screen on my phone, then sit on my desk, legs dangling because I’ve got nothing to do. Then I stare at the dull-looking walls of a typical classroom. Mr Emperor Penguin(shh that’s my nickname for that guy) is still sitting on his desk, the way I do except for the legs-dangling part.

                        I just realized our desks is the furthest distance possible apart from each other. 

                        Good. 

                        Anyway, Kuroko is coming up to fetch me. 

                        He is just looking at the floor, but the moment I accidentally glance at him, I can see his left eyeball move towards my view. I shudder. It’s yellow.

                        You might’ve been thinking that I could’ve JUST FREAKING WALK OUT OF THE CLASSROOM AND ALL OF THIS WOULDN’T EVER HAPPEN, but hear me out. I’m so scared of Akashi that if I leave the room he’d do his “Flying Scissors Attack Emperor Akashi Edition” (FSAEAE). Well, at least that’s what I think. For the past few months I’ve been trying to spite that guy but he’s not budging. 

 

                        He’s. Not. Even. Angry.

                        In fact, he’s become even MORE ANNOYING THAN BEFORE.

                        WHAT THE HELL?!

                        I don’t want to think anymore, because the worst will happen. Kuroko, please please please  JUST TELEPORT HERE RIGHT NOW WHY ARE YOU TAKING SO LONG?! Oh wait he can’t teleport, he’s not Shirai Kuroko from Railgun.

                        Akashi clears his throat, then turns to me. “Ichigo—“

                        “CAN YOU PLEASE DON’T DISTURB ME FROM HAVING MY INTERNAL MONOLOGUE!!” I bark angrily at him, then get my ass off the table and stands as straight as a pole.

                        I’m on my “Screw everything” mode right now, I feel like flipping all the tables at his face with brute force. 

                        I take a really deep breath, my mind full of all the insults and stuff I could think of. I close my eye, clench my fist and steel myself for any incoming FSAEAE.

                        “MR I-AM-ABSOLUTE, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU SO MUCH THAT I FEEL LIKE I JUST WANT YOU TO DIE SO IF I EVER BECOME A DETECTIVE I CAN PERSONALLY EXAMINE YOUR CORPSE. ALSO, YOUR MOOD SWINGS ARE REALLY ANNOYING, ESPECIALLY THAT EMPEROR SHIT, DO YOU SUFFER FROM CHUUNIBYOU STAGE 9999 OR SOMETHING??? STAY AWAY FROM ME, CHUUNIBYOU IS CONTAGIOUS AND—“

                        I suddenly feel a force toppling me over, halting my words. I can feel something—an arm—supporting my back. And my right hand being gripped by another hand. I bite my lips instantly. Forcing my eyes open, I fear the worst.

                        Yes, the worst has happened.

                        Mr Guy-I-Hate-The-Most is currently holding me in a precarious situation, my body apparently slanted and not perpendicular to the ground. I want to scream so badly but my mouth is tight-lipped, don’t know for what reason. My body feels numb.

                        I had been so busy screaming the insults at him that I didn’t even hear or see him walking towards me.

                        His face is above mine. I somehow become trapped in the world of his beautiful red and yellow eyes, a strong magnet pulling me to them. 

                        I can’t escape from his magnificent Emperor Eye. 

                        Oh, no! Don’t! Immediately, I tilt my head to the side and look away.

                        “You’re interesting,” Annoying Akashi(hey, both words start with an ‘A’!) says, mouth curling into a smirk, as if announcing ‘victory’ over me. I roll my eyes.

                        “Why aren’t you flustered?” He asks, obviously intrigued by my difference from the other girls.

                        I keep quiet. I’m naturally wary of guys, especially Akashi, but not Kuroko, so I don’t talk much to them, and I’ll feel awkward if I do. 

                        “I… I…” My voice is stuttering and quivering. “I…”

                        “Answer me,” His authoritative voice accompanied by his threatening  Emperor Eye sends a chill down my spine. “If you don’t, I’ll kiss you right now.” He pulls me towards him a little by my hand that he gripped earlier on, “and I won’t care about what happens between you and Tetsuya.” He smirk turns into an ambiguous one; unsure whether it’s a frown or...

                        THAT’S MEAN YOU BLOCKHEAD!!!

                        I LOVE KUROKO A THOUSAND TIMES MORE THAN YOU!!!!!!

                       Fear has already paralysed my body and I can’t do anything. WHERE’S KUROKO? OH MY GOD!!

                        “I-I hate you, that’s why!” I blurt out everything as best as possible.

                        He smirks.

                        My instincts tell me to run now before it’s too late—

                        Immediately, I regain some of my strength and pull my hand away, but he pulls it back with more force(because the net force is more Newtons towards Akashi) and pushes my body towards his, shortening the distance between our faces. 

                        My eyes become wide open and tears start to well up in it.

                        Akashi’s face is so close to mine, I can feel his breath on my cheeks.

                        “No… please don’t… The one I love is Kuroko Tetsuya!” 

                        I stare at his cold, merciless heterochromatic eyes through my blurred vision.

                        He doesn’t care.

                        He grips my hand and my body tighter.

                        He wants me.

                        I’m lost in the world of his eyes again.

                        “I’ll stab you with scissors the next time you mention Tetsuya’s name,” he whispers into my ear, voice cold as stone and cruel, like reality. I whimper, but everything’s too late now.

                        His lips slowly make its way to mine.

                        Tears cascade down my cheeks.

A/N: OKAY SO I DID NOT EXPECT THIS TO TURN INTO YANDERE AKASHI. IM SO SORRY. I STILL LOVE KUROKO OKAY. Apparently Kuroko must’ve somehow disappeared because he didn’t even appear.

Bonus:

                        I start messaging Kuroko about my first impression of Akashi. As my fingers were tapping the letters ‘a-k-a-s-h-i’, I accidentally typed ‘a-l-a-s-h-i’. Oh hey, that words sounds like ALASKA! I’m going to put Akashi’s contact name as Alaska from now on.

Kuroko: What did you think of Akashi-kun?

Ichigo: I hate him.

Kuroko: …Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll at least like his nice side?

Ichigo: Meh. No. I prefer you, Kuroko! ^w^                     

                        

P.S. Credits to Rei-chan(my friend) for the 'Alashi' idea! :)