“Kagami…” started Hyuuga, a deep frown on his features as he remained sat down on the bench, his mouth hidden behind his entwined fingers as he stared away into the distance. “You have five minutes to find Kuroko and drag him back here. Even if he sucks at basketball right now, it’s okay. You seem to be the only one being hit by him or taking damages through his passes, so you’ll have to become the sacrificial victim so we can beat Rakuzan. Is that clear?”
“Ah… H-Hyuuga-san… You’re seriously scaring me right now…” hesitantly confessed Kagami, carefully taking a couple of steps back so he could put some distance between himself and the pissed-off captain.
“Four minutes and 30 seconds,” reminded Hyuuga, sideways glaring at Kagami while slowly straightening his sitting position on the bench.
“I-I’m on it…!!” yelped Kagami, bursting into a furious run towards the open door of the gym that connected with the corridor that gave access to the locker rooms. A thin layer of sweat covered his brows as he quickly ran round and round through the whole building, opening door after door as he searched around for the bluenette. However, he was slowly starting to lose all hope of finding Kuroko within the time limit – if at all throughout the rest of the day. “Fucking misdirection…! Kuroko, you bastard, I’m going to make you into minced meat the next time I see you!!!!”
Kagami burst the last door in that area open, which coincidentally was the basketball club’s locker room, and immediately skirted around through the whole division, even going as far as peeking inside of every single shower in the bathing area.
“Ugh… I’m doomed…” groaned Kagami, quickly running his hands through his red locks. Releasing a tired and frustrated sigh, he walked over to his locker and opened it, finding Murasakibara sluggishly binge-eating gumdrops in there – he was literally drowning his sorrow in sugar, clearly the alcohol to someone with a sweet tooth as strong as him. “Murasakibara, did you hear anything while you were here alone? Or better yet, did you hear or see Kuroko?”
“Kuro-chin…?” repeated Murasakibara, temporarily parting the orange-flavoured gumdrop from his mouth and thinking about the question for short minutes. “Nope, nothing at all… Just silence and thoughts of Muro-chin…”
“Ah… Right…” awkwardly acknowledged Kagami, feeling a tinge of pity towards Murasakibara. “Anyways, you have your cell phone with you in my bag, right? If you hear Kuroko or something, call me right away, got it!? Seirin is in an emergency state right now because of him! Or better yet, because of the lack of him!”
“Sure… I’ll try my best to remember that…” said Murasakibara, rolling his body around in the make-shift bed of candy wraps where he was nestling in and slowly resuming with his munching on the gumdrop.
You’re as useless as a doll right now…!, inwardly cursed Kagami, rolling his eyes around as he closed his locker once again and turned around on his heels, readily exiting the locker room to resume with his search, even though the time limit had most likely passed by a very long shot.
“Ugh… This is a complete waste of my time…” grumbled Kagami, clicking his tongue in annoyance. “With his lack of presence and ghost levels of misdirection, if Kuroko doesn’t want to be found, then it’s useless trying to search for him! Finding a needle in a haystack would be easi— Wait… Akashi! If I search for Akashi instead of Kuroko, then I may be able to find them! That’s it! I’m a fucking genius!!”
As his brilliant idea continued to morph around in his brain, Kagami started running once again through the corridor, ignoring completely the rooms where he had already stepped in and rushing in the same direction from where he had come from so he could scavenge the opposite direction of the corridor from where Seirin basketball club’s locker room was.
He stopped in his tracks, however, when an ear-splitting scream echoed through the whole building.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooOOOOOOOOooooooooOoOoOoOoooooooooo!!”
“What the—!?” yelped Kagami, his eyes open wide with shock when he heard a familiar voice screeching in utter horror. Slowly, he walked towards the open door of the gym, the location where the scream had originated from, and, gulping down hard, he peeked inside. “That was… Furihata just now… wasn’t it?”
What Kagami saw inside of the gym was pure chaos.
Furihata was crouched down in the corner of the court, his arms protectively wrapped around his head as he slowly rocked his body back and forth, clearly teetering in fright. The rest of his team was all bundled up together in the corner of the gym too, Hyuuga, Mitobe and Tsuchida on the front line due to their bigger bodies as they protectively surrounded Riko and the rest of his teammates. Their enemy team was still standing by the bench assigned to them, their features ghostly pale as they looked at the solemn person standing in the middle of the court with completely flabbergasted expressions on them.
“My oh my… I was starting to get excited over having to wait for you, my dear Taiga,” said Akashi, a knowing smirk on his lips as he twirled a pair of scissors around his index finger. “It’s extremely pleasant to be made to wait but I had your fellow teammates keep me company in a very enjoyable fashion.”
“Eh…?” interjected Kagami, fully coming out of his half hiding position and hesitantly stepping inside of the gym once again, an eyebrow arched as he carefully eyed Akashi. For some reason… he felt that he might be killed right there and then – a sensation that he had only remember ever having felt when he interacted with Akashi’s other persona. “Oh no…”
“Oh yes,” acknowledged Akashi, tilting his head to the left just the slightest as he looked over to Kagami with his heterochromatic eyes, glistening with excitement and evil machinations. “I missed you too.”
Oh no, no, no, no, NOOOO!, yelled Kagami in the back of his head, quickly running towards Akashi and taking a hold of the back of the collar of his sports t-shirt, quickly dragging him out of the gym as if carrying a small kitten by the scruff of its neck afterwards. Scratch what I said earlier, Kuroko is going to be killed after I get painfully murdered!!!
“How inferior to me do you think yourself to be?” coldly asked Akashi, his voice completely void of any good emotions and as threatening and imposing as the growl of a wrathful lion.
“Uwah!!” yelped Kagami when he suddenly tripped on his own running feet, going face-first against the floor extremely hard – Akashi seemed to have been completely unaffected by it, for he simply remained with his arms crossed over his chest, glancing in Kagami’s direction with so much disdain that others might actually misunderstand the situation as a powerful emperor looking down on a slave. Keeping his anger well bottomed inside of him, Kagami picked himself up and, despite his initial intentions, roared, “Did you just fucking ankle break me!?”
“No,” shortly answered Akashi with a quick shrug of his shoulders. “You were grabbing me so gentlemanly that I had no other choice.”
“Gosh, you aren’t speaking in riddles and idioms but you’re still a pain in the ass to understand…” groaned Kagami, face palming himself as he released an exasperated sigh. “Where’s Kuroko?”
“Not only do I know, but I also do not care,” answered Akashi, switching his gaze sideways as he peered over into the distance in the half-lit corridor.
“Oh god, I have a really bad feeling about this but I’m still going to ask…” said Kagami, a deep sense of dread already starting to twist his insides and making his breakfast go full rollercoaster inside of his stomach once again. “You managed to find Kuroko, didn’t you? What exactly happened for such a… thing to be happening once again?”
“When Seijuurou kidnapped Tetsuya, they had a brief conversation with each other and I timely appeared, for a reason known to the two of us,” explained Akashi, slowly returning his heterochromatic gaze back to Kagami. A mischievous smirk on his lips, he leisurely purred. “And then I told Tetsuya how much I hate him and how much I would like to rape him.”
“Dear Lord, what the heck is wrong with you!?!?” roared Kagami, feeling like slamming his head against the wall at the same time he slapped Akashi back to his senses. “Hate? Rape? Are you out of your mind!? You just doomed yourself for all eternity! Now we will forever have to deal with a continuously in heat Kuroko Tetsuya and two insanely delusional Akashi Seijuurous, one who is a pain in the ass to understand due to all those fucking idioms and the other because he’s just simply cuckoo in the head with what he says! Let me guess, your curse is saying the opposite of what you mean?”
“Of course not,” said Akashi, nodding his head softly in acknowledgement to what Kagami was theorizing about. “I tried to threaten your team in hopes to coerce them into cooperation, but they seemed to have understood everything that I said and happily accepted my words.”
“You sound even more evil and messed up than usual…” sobbed Kagami, now definitely feeling utter despair over this whole ‘cursed jelly beans’ situation. “So… you’re also in love with Kuroko…?”
“That’s more than questionable,” sighed Akashi, turning around on his heels so he could return to the inside of the gym. “Tetsuya is equivocally the only person who can bring forth so much hate from deep inside of me. Whichever one it might be.”
“Argh… For the first time in my life, I’m regretting having started playing basketball…” groaned Kagami, rolling his eyes around as he followed right behind Akashi and tried to come up with a way of finally explaining to his team what exactly was happening to both Kuroko and the members of the Generation of Miracles.
Yes, crazy days truly were heading at full speed in his direction.
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