Disclaimer: I do not own KnB.

Pairing: Akashi/Furihata

Seatmates

Panting heavily and sweating furiously, Furihata Kouki dramatically opened the door to his classroom. Being late was never Furihata Kouki's plan—not on his first day as a college student, at least—but it happened anyway. He should have known better than to rely purely on his body clock.

Gulping, he took a deep breath, "A-Ahm, g-good morning!" he greeted the teacher nervously.

All eyes turned to him and stared at him blankly. Much to his relief, it was only for a quick second. Right after probably realizing that he's not someone really worth the attention, they shunned their gaze away from him and returned their attention to what they were doing before he entered. Even the professor did the same thing.

As the old man proceeded writing on the board, which was what he was doing before Furihata arrived, without sparing the brunette another glance, he plainly told him, "Welcome, this is Calculus class. Sit anywhere you want."

Ahh, how cold, was what Furihata thought. But, wasn't it for the best? He really would rather not get himself humiliated in front of the class—not on his first day, at least. He nodded lightly and proceeded with hunting a seat for himself.

Kyoto University was one of the most acclaimed universities in Japan. It was well-known for its well-maintained campus, good education and excellent educators—but, in spite of that, it would still come off as a shock to anyone if they found out that Akashi Seijuurou studied there, or rather, chose to study there.

Why? Because first of all, there's the option to study abroad. Knowing Akashi, he seemed to be the type to go for that. And if people had judged him wrong and he actually wasn't, rather was the type who just wanted to stay in Japan, then there's Tokyo University. Akashi being Akashi, passing was something that probably didn't even require extreme effort.

But then again, there's the fact that Akashi was the type to just do whatever he wanted to do because he can, and even if it wasn't not free, he had the means to do it.

Furihata may have had overlooked that part, which was why, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened in bewilderment upon seeing Akashi Seijuurou—the great Akashi Seijuurou, ex-captain of the well-known Generation of Miracles and the almighty Rakuzan High—sitting right next to the only vacant chair within the area. People must have felt how intimidating he was and left it empty.

The thought of becoming Akashi's seatmate sent shivers up his spine.

However, as much as he would rather run out of the classroom than to sit beside the redhead, he remembered, 'T-that's right. I c-can't just let the m-money I've invested in this school go to waste just because Akashi-san's here.'

He had a dream. He had a goal. He passed his dream university. He wasn't going to let everything he had worked hard for go to waste just because of a person who was a bit scary. He remembered Kuroko saying once that Akashi wasn't a bad person anyway.

Empowered by Kuroko's words—that he couldn't clearly remember anymore—and his will to achieve his dreams, Furihata walked over to the vacant chair and sat.

Much to his surprise, it felt normal.

The next day, it appeared that Akashi shared all subjects with him. But he really couldn't see it anymore why he was so cautious of the redhead when he was just quietly sitting there, doing nothing harmful—just taking down notes and being human. He's not even talking or glancing at him.

Furihata sighed. Looks like he had misjudged Akashi. It seemed that the heterochromiac was the type who would only do something terrible to someone who dare go against him. As long as a person kept his distance and did not get in the way of Akashi, the person can be rest assured that nothing bad will come upon them—or at least that's how Furihata saw it so far.

He planned to keep distance—he really planned. But just like on his first day, things didn't exactly go as planned.

"So, to see whether you people really did learn something, bring out one half piece of paper and a pen. We'll be having a short quiz~"

It was during the last subject for today when he heard a grunt of irritation come from Akashi's side. The sound of Akashi's displeasure made Furihata flinch. His heart pounded frantically in nervousness and his hands began sweating.

But according to his judgment, Akashi wasn't supposed to hurt him, right? He'd done nothing wrong after all.

In spite of his anxiousness, Furihata dared steal a glance at the redhead. It got him curious. What may have gotten the usually calm and collected ex-basketball team captain grunt in annoyance? He didn't know why, but he was really interested.

Glancing longer than he should have, Akashi probably noticed him and before he could glance away, he was already staring right into his eyes.

Furihata choked, 'C-crap!'

"What do you want?" he heard Akashi casually say.

Seeing how casual Akashi was, a feeling of relief graced down his chest. It wasn't a complete relief, but it did make him feel less intimidate and more confident enough for him to remember that he had figured out what Akashi was being annoyed about and not forget what it was.

Still nervous though, he began stammering, "Uhhh… ahmm… errr—"

As he stammered, he slipped his hand in his bag, pulled a pen out and politely yet nervously slid it to Akashi's part of the table.

"I… I—uhmm—I figured y-you n-n-need one." he was able to vocalize a complete thought.

Akashi's look became less intense and less intimidating. He picked the pen up and stared at it.

Furihata watched him watch the pen.

There was a moment of silence, until, Akashi turned to him

Although in his usual tone, with a certain brilliance in his eyes, he sincerely hummed, "Thanks."

Right after, he turned his attention back to his paper and began writing his name.

Furihata's attention, on the other hand, was still on Akashi. With bewildered eyes, feverish pink cheeks, jaw slightly hanging and heart irrationally racing, he could have sworn that Akashi just smiled at him just a moment ago.

'T-that was unexpectedly cute.'

If he had learned anything that day then that would be even someone as scary as Akashi could be undeniably cute.

And just like that, Furihata got himself a crush.

Kuroko Tetsuya's class just ended when his phone flickered indicating that a message had arrived.

Seeing it was from Akashi, he immediately checked it out.

[ Tetsuya…

He lent me his pen. ]

"…"

For a split second, Kuroko's poker face broke and a slight glimmer of horror projected in his eyes. Akashi and fanboying—it didn't really go quite… errr… well. Not in his opinion at least, knowing Akashi.

( Good for you, Akashi-kun. )

[ Thank you for your cooperation, Tetsuya. As I have promised, I'll rent for you that vanilla milkshake place on your birthday for a whole day. ]

Kuroko snorted. Now, now, in the end, it was all worth it—telling Akashi which university Furihata decided to enter and what course he decided to take.

( Anytime, Akashi-kun. Anytime. )

And that was why Akashi Seijuurou chose Kyoto University.

It appears that it wasn't just Furihata Kouki who has a crush. Akashi seems to have someone in mind as well.

End of 'Seatmates'

Author's Note:

And this one-shot is to commemorate AkaFuri day (4/12). Happy AkaFuri day, fellow fan girls. Fufu–

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