I've been trying to find time to write this, but it's becoming hard to. Kouta, whom is -now- one of my OCs, will not interfere with Akashi's and Furihata's relationship as long as Kouki is honest that he likes it. So...that's a head start on things.

Warning: Akashi's Point of View, OOCness, Bad Writing, Yaoi / BoyxBoy / BL

Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroko no Basuke.

Furihata looked over to the gate, shaking slightly. Just after answering, he heard a phone go off. "I-Is someone there...?" He asked, taking a few steps back to stand next to Chie. The two exchanged worried glances, before Furihata mustered up enough courage to go over there.

If someone had heard their conversation, he would be so embarrassed. Furihata slowly stepped over to the gate to look at whoever was there. His eyes widened as he stared at the reason for the phone going off.

"Akashi..." He was truly surprised he hadn't stuttered, and Akashi looked like he was equally surprised. "What...are you doing here? D-Did you hear!?"

Akashi turned back to the screen of his phone. "Nope." He said, continuing to play on his phone. He was just sitting on the ground, with an arm propped up on his leg as he proceeded to go on his phone.

Furihata took a deep breath. He wasn't sure if he could trust the red-head, but he let it slide. It's not like he was going to tell anyone at Seirin...

"W-Wait! Why are you here!? Aren't you supposed to be at Rakuzan?!"

Chie ran over, and stared at Akashi with fright and surprise. "A-Akashi Seijuurou...?" She questioned. He must be really popular...

The said boy smirked, giving her a nod.

"I..."

What's your answer, Kouki?

"I-I...I..."

I sighed. It seems like he's having trouble to reply to such a simple question. Yes or no?

"I-It's fine if...you...r-reject me..."

Oh God, they both stutter. This is becoming so annoying. Why am I even here in the first place? I took a step forward to go away, even though I wanted to be there. There was too much stuttering to handle.

"I'll go out with you!"

I stopped. What? He accepted... That shouldn't be a big surprise. He couldn't get a date even if it was for his life.

"Wha-!? R-really!? Hehe, I'm so happy...!"

I was about to sigh, but my phone just had to go off. I felt my heart beat quicker as I backed up against the wall, trying to shut my phone off. Why now of all times!? Nonetheless, it was a call from my father. If I were to not answer, he would definitely make sure I don't see the light of day again!

"Eh? What was that?"

My breath hitched, just as I managed to finally shut off my phone. Now I'm dead either way.

"I-Is someone there...?"

That conversation irked me, but I didn't show it. I heard steps coming my way, so I sat down onto the ground and started to play on my phone. Well, 'play' on my phone. At the corner of my eye, I saw brown hair and big brown eyes.

"Akashi..." He muttered. I looked over at him with a blank expression, though inside, I was a bit surprised he didn't stutter out my name like he used to. "What...are you doing here? D-Did you hear!?"

I paused for a split-second, and then turned my head back to my phone casually. "Nope." It would be easy to tell it was a lie since I was sitting there, but luckily, Kouki was really oblivious.

Kouki seemed a bit unsure at first, but then said, "W-Wait! Why are you here!? Aren't you supposed to be at Rakuzan?!"

My mouth opened, but just as I was about to answer, a small figure came running over. It was that...Chie Sakurai girl. "A-Akashi Seijuurou...?" I wanted to laugh. It seems I'm popular even over at Tokyo. I smirked instead, catching Kouki's glance.

That was about the right moment to stand up. I did as my instincts told me and dusted off any unwanted dust or dirt. It wasn't like me to sit on the bare ground, but I guess I panicked. Wait...I panicked...?

This time, I sighed with exasperation, catching the two flinch at just the same time. Maybe they were perfect for each other after all...

It was quiet for a moment, so I decided to answer Kouki's question.

"Why do you need to know?"

Kouki looked a bit frightened as he took a step back, grabbing Chie's arm with him. I glared at the two before turning around and walking away. I hate being questioned.

"That was...strange..." Furihata muttered, staring at where Akashi used to be. Chie nodded.

"It was."

For a moment, they bathed in silence, before it became awkward and Furihata had to excuse himself. Just as the departed from each other, he felt this tingling feeling. He was just asked out by Chie Sakurai! It was...amazing to say the least.

He happily smiled to himself, silently skipping across the pavement. It was going to be a good day! Besides that meeting with Akashi. That was plain disturbing and creepy.

Kuroko sat on the edge of his bed as he got home. He lived with his mother, but half the time, she was out working or shopping. Normal mother stuff. The blue-haired boy sighed, laying down onto his back.

It was boring, so he grabbed his phone and started to go through his contacts. Speaking of which, he hadn't gotten Furihata's cell phone number yet. Does the brunette even have a phone? Wait, he saw Furihata and Kagami exchanged phone numbers before, but he never bothered with asking him.

In the end, Kuroko ended up calling Kagami. "Hello? Kagami-kun?"

[ Ah, Kuroko. What do you need? ]

Kuroko paused. Kagami seemed awfully happy. He cleared his throat quietly before continuing. "Well, I wanted to ask if you had Furihata-kun's phone number."

[ ... Yeah. Why? ]

"First, why did you hesitate?"

[ ... I don't know. ]

"You hesitated again."

[ You know what, do you want his phone number or not!? ]

Kuroko chuckled. "Yes, I want his phone number." He answered, holding a tiny smile on his face.

[ Okay, well it's xxx - xxx - xxxx. Got it? ]

The shorter boy nodded, even though Kagami wouldn't have been able to tell. Though, maybe he could.

[ Wait, is Furihata okay? He ran off yesterday. What happened? ]

"He's fine. I'm not sure what happened, but I know it has something to do with Akashi-kun."

[ Akashi? As in that red-haired midget? ]

"You have red hair too, Kagami-kun."

[ Wha...ugh...gah... Bye! ]

Kuroko opened his mouth to say something, but the dial tone came to his ear before he could. A sigh escaped his lips as he collapsed back onto the bed. He should try calling Furihata and surprise him.

He started to dial the number, whilst lying on his pale blue bed. He put the phone next to his ear, and waited until someone on the other end picked up. Just as it stopped dialing, he was going to say something, but alas, he was interrupted with a quick and sharp voice.

[ Who are you and what do you want? ]

For a second, he couldn't recognize Furihata's voice. He raised a brow. Was that the right number? Did Kagami trick him? Then it hit him. He knew exactly who this was. "Do you answer every call like that?" He asked. "If so, I think you need some help."

[ Tsk. Your that blue kid that was at Kouki's table, weren't you? ]

Yes, Furihata Kouta needs some help. Kuroko was slightly angered to the fact that he was called, 'blue kid' and because of the tone in Kouta's voice. "Yes. Can I speak to my teammate?" He said sternly, trying not to raise his voice at the guy.

[ Kouki's busy, if you don't mind. ]

"What did you do to him?"

[ What!? Why would you assume I did something to him!? ]

"..."

[ Don't stay quiet and answer! ]

Kuroko took the phone and put it at a good distance away from his ear. Boy, can Kouta yell loud. It's annoying. "Well, you just seem like someone who would do something bad, considering that death-glare you gave to me during lunch." He answered, feeling the need to hang up.

Silence came from the other end, so he had to continue talking. "Can you at least tell me what Furihata-kun's doing right now?" He could hear a sigh from the other end of the phone.

[ He's taking a shower. ]

"Okay, I'll just call later."

[ Then I'll be right here to keep watch on Kouki's pho- ]

[ What are you doing!? Kouta! Get out! ]

Heh...seems like Furihata-kun is back. A smile grew on Kuroko's face. Just in time too. If he didn't come sooner, the blue-haired boy would have hung up.

[ Hey, Kouki, c-calm down! Hey! ]

[ NO! Get out! ]

The sound of soft hitting came to sound. Maybe Furihata-kun is throwing pillows at his older brother. Kuroko's smile grew wider. This is fun.

After a long moment of silence, he heard a sigh, then some moving with the phone.

[ Hello? Who is this? ]

"Ah, Furihata-kun-"

[ I'm sorry about Kouta. ]

Kuroko chuckled. "It's fine. I would have hung up before he could say another sentence, anyways."

[ O...kay? Anyways, how did you get my number, Kuroko? ]

"Kagami-kun gave it to me."

[ Makes sense. ]

"Doesn't it...?"

[ So...what do you want? ]

Kuroko smiled. "I just wanted to surprise you." There was silence on the other end, but he knew very well that Furihata was blushing. "Ha-ha, I'm just wondering. Did you, by any chance, meet Akashi-kun when we walked outside?" More silence. Kuroko sighed. "If you're not ready to talk now, I'll wait until you're ready."

[ ...Okay... ]

His voice was quiet and soft, just before the dial tone was heard. Kuroko smiled, placing his phone on the nightstand. Akashi-kun, what did you do this time?

At the mentioning of Akashi, Furihata blushed, covering his mouth so he didn't let out any sort of embarrassing noise. Akashi might as well have over-heard his and Chie's little 'confession conversation'. All he was able to do was squeak out a quiet, "...Okay..." after Kuroko spoke.

He couldn't help it. He was going to scream, so he hung up. Furihata laid down onto his bed, letting out a 'manly' scream. When Kouta heard this, he ran in, busting the door open with his foot.

"What's wrong!?" He screamed, his dark brown eyes darting from corner to corner. Furihata looked up at his older brother and sighed.

"N-Nothing..." He muttered, stuttering just the slightest. Kouta marched up to Furihata and grabbed his collar, glaring into his eyes.

"What did that blue kid say to you!?" He screamed, focusing intently.

Eh? Blue...kid? Does he mean Kuroko...? Furihata raised a brow, cracking into a smile. He wanted tro laugh, but fougth the urge. "H-He didn't say anything... I just remembered something...embarrassing..." He said, scooting back onto his bed frame.

Kouta didn't seem convinced, but he sighed, letting it slide as he walked away hesitantly.

Furihata took a deep breath, trying to clear his mind of embarrassing thoughts. Wait...so does this mean...I'm dating Chie? And Akashi knows it! I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die.

The brunette groaned, falling onto his back with his eyes shut. Akashi might threaten to hurt Chie...! Wait...why would he bother with me? Haha...yeah...I'm just...freaking out... Everything is going to be fine...

I closed my eyes, hanging my head low. Surely enough, once I got home, my father started scolding me.

"Where were you?!" He screamed. No words escaped my lips while I stood there, closing my eyes. My father was a harsh man, resorting to violence most of the time. I was used to it, so it didn't bother me as much. After all, I might have been stronger than him myself.

He sighed, turning away with annoyance and disappointment written all over his face. "Whatever." He muttered. "Just...go to your room."

My head was still bowed as my father walked away, his footsteps echoing throughout the large mansion. Once I couldn't hear any life form moving anymore, I started to walk down the hallways and to my large, master bedroom.

Even though all of that had happened, I couldn't pry my attention away from one little detail-or, person I should say. This Furihata Kouki was piquing my interest. He's plain and doesn't stand out, not even a little bit, yet he has my full, undivided attention.

I sighed for the umpteenth time today. His family was sure kind to let me in. When Kouki saw me, instead of saying, "What the heck!? Akashi, get out!", he said nothing at all except mumble some incoherent words.

The time passed by, and I just noticed that I was laying on top of my bed. Maybe my mind was too preoccupied that I didn't notice... I turned onto my side and closed my eyes, not bothering with the lights or my formal wear.

Author's Note: Okay, I know, late update, but seriously, I stopped writing for a LONG period of time. I'm sorry, 'kay? It's just...I noticed some people actually taking their time to read it, so I just had to finish the third chapter. I sorry if there are mistakes or if it seems rushed. I don't have a...checking thing or whatever. Beta thing. Ugh, whatever. My writing might seem a bit different at the end. I changed my writing style just a bit, after all.

And I'm so sorry that this chapter is shorter than the others!
Also, there might be some sentences that aren't italicized, when they're supposed to be. I just copied and pasted this from Wattpad. My account is 'Mirai_Arakaki'.