Note: Happy belated birthday for my baby Akashi and Happy FuriAka day, but this story is AkaFuri:D. Sorry for all the mistakes. I didn't proofread. I'll check it next time. And please tell me if you find any faults or it does confuse you. Thank you for reading.

Furihata Kouki ran up the corridor with a black backpack hanging on his shoulders and two books on his arm, holding them carefully to avoid them from falling.

He was late.

He was about to go to library to return the books he borrowed when he was being held by his teacher for a few things and classmates for some little chit-chat, making him forget his first agenda. By the moment he realized, it was already fifteen minutes before the closing time. He needed to return it that day or else he will pay the compensation. He was being idiot again for forgetting such important matters.

And he doesn't want to spend money because of his idiocy, thank you very much. Urgggh!

He watched his watch again to check the time. It will be closing time in five minutes. He was hoping that Kuroko would still be inside attending the library.

The brunette was about to turn the corner without even looking, and it was very late to notice the person on the other side. The moment he comprehended the situation, he'd already collided with the other and immediately fell off his butt first before his body landed on the floor.

Furihata body felt the pain surge through his body after the fall, unconsciously releasing a soft groan out of his lips. Sitting up, he nursed his abused side to lessen the pain. Fortunately, his head wasn't affected too much from the mishap, but he was sure he would still earn a bump later.

"…" he groaned again, "Uh…this is stupid."

"It is not. It is just you being clumsy."

A sudden voice jerked Furihata's eyes open that he didn't notice he closed, and just then remembers the person he bumps into. The guy's tone sounded cold and irritated, that he couldn't help but shiver. He couldn't blame the guy though.

He stared directly to where the sounds came from only to find two pairs of cloth legs standing before him. He followed his line of sight and immediately met a pair of ruby eyes. Those pair of eyes was looking at him intently and not blinking even once, as if captivating him, mind and soul.

Closing his eyes, he shook his head mentally to dismiss the disturbing thought that lurked through his mind.

"I-I'm sorry…" he apologized softly.

"Need help?" the person spoke again, this time his voice sounded more composed.

He idly opened his eyes, and found an offered hand in front of him, waiting for him to accept. The brunette looked up, and smiled stupidly after realizing the situation. He took the hand and let himself be pulled upward.

"Thank you," he said after almost losing his balance again when he stood up and the guy supported him.

"It's alright. But I hope next time you'll look around to avoid running into people. It wouldn't be good if you could hurt them more than this. Please avoid from running through the corridor," the other answered in the coldest voice he ever heard in his existence.

Furihata flinched at the obvious threat that lies between those words. He quickly looked at him and swallowed. He doesn't know why but this person, despite just meeting him, seems to be very dangerous in every sense of the word. And the wimpy child inside him trembled horrendously.

This guy's scary. This guy's scary. This guy's scary!, his mind ranted profusely.

"I-I…I am really sorry for my mistake. I w-will surely…d-de-definitely heed your advice," he said, nodding his head, his body was terribly shaking.

The red head –he only noticed the colour of his hair – stared at him for a second before his lips curled up slightly, not in a smile but somehow in dismissal. He then nodded in understanding.

"Okay," he replied, "Now, don't look so nervous." His voice sounded much softer this time and more calming, but the hint of reprimand was still there.

Furihata let go the breath he had been holding the whole time and gave the man a smile. "I'm sorry again," he scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment.

The guy only respond him with a small smile, and it was only enough to freeze Furihata. No, not because it was scary, but because the man look so handsome it could blind him. Damn! Why does some people so good looking? It's unfair!

The redhead doesn't seem to be from their school, a visitor? Or perhaps a transferee…? He might not know every person in their school but a handsome face like this guy would definitely become famous and not unnoticeable.

The other had the reddest hair he had ever seen in his life. Little Red riding hood's hoodie would be ashamed*. He could pass –

"Are you done assessing me?" and again the guy woke him from his trance state, out of his train of embarrassing thoughts.

Two brown eyes diverted its focused immediately after being caught staring.

"S-S-Sorry, that was rude of me," the brunette cleared his croaky tone and tried his hardest to look to the floor to cover his red face. How embarrassing!

Before the guy could respond though, he continued "I'm really sorry for earlier. I always get into accidents due to my clumsiness so I totally apologize for my mistake. I was in a hurry earlier and – oh God! The library! Wait…" he checked his watch and widened his eyes.

He picked the books on the floor, taking his and gave the guy his own sets of books. After, he bowed in front of the guy, almost bumping his head into him. "Sorry, I really need to go now. See you!" He then immediately fled and left the redhead alone.

The red haired guy just blinked, stared at the retreating back of the guy. What a weird guy. He just agreed not to run awhile ago and yet he was running again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~AKAFURI~~~~~~~~~~~~`

"Kuroko-kun!" he shouted loudly upon going inside the library and seeing the blue haired teen was about to leave. "Thank God, I arrived on time. I wanted to return the book." He smiled cheerfully at the small guy while panting. He placed the books on the counter.

Kuroko checked the clock inside the library. "You are two minutes late Furihata-kun so you need to pay the penalty. "

"Kuroko-kun please!" he bowed, clapping his hand together. "It's just two minutes, please let it pass. Please. Please. Please Kuroko-kun. I was being held up by the teacher and got into accident just a while ago. So please…" Furihata portrayed his best puppy eyes.

"An accident?" Kuroko instead asked.

"Yeah. I bumped into someone when I was running on the way in here and I fell down on the floor it's kinda embarrassing, that's why I was late…"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just got a bump on my head and muscle pains."

"You need to be careful Furihata-kun. You should avoid running inside the school's premises. It is not a pretty sight to see you all bandaged up from head to toe." Kuroko scolded, tone and face showed no emotion.

Furihata sweat dropped at the words his friend used. Kuroko might not look like it but he knew Kuroko was worried for him.

"I will," he nodded, "You just sounded terribly the same with the person I just bump into," he chuckled bashfully.

"I couldn't blame him," the bluenette said, deadpanned.

"I know," he smiled, "So…you'll let it pass right? Please."

Kuroko stared, making him nervous for a second before he heard him release a soft sigh.

"Fine, but next time you have to return it on time Furihata-kun. I will ask you for your payment if it happen again."

"Yes, yes. Thank you so much Kuroko-kun! I'll definitely treat you next time." he held his hand in gratefulness.

"I won't forget that." Kuroko smiled a little, although it doesn't really show on his face. "I'll just put these books and check them tomorrow to return to the shelves."

Furihata only smiled. "Thank you."

"Anyway, are you going home?" the blue haired teen asked.

He nodded, "I am, why?"

"Then treat me today. Let's go to the Maji burger."

Then Kuroko started walking and Furihata couldn't help but sigh.

~~~~~~~~~~AKAFURI~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next day, Furihata was talking with his classmates in the canteen when someone approached them.

"Excuse me, you are Furihata Kouki, right?"

The brunette looked up from his seat and stared directly at the familiar guy he meet just yesterday.

"Oh, hi!" he blinked in confusion. How did this guy know my name?

Before he could ask though, the guy talked again.

"I suppose this is yours," he said calmly.

After that, he presented a book with yellow cover in front of Furihata. The brunette stood up to take and inspect it. He frowned. Huh?

"This was the book I borrowed from the library and I am pretty sure I returned it yesterday. This is not mine." Furihata opened the book and there something fell off from it. He picked it up and found that it was borrowers' card and he could read his name on it.

His eyes widened before frowning again. He was sure he returned it yesterday so why the heck was it here? Did this guy –

"I am sure the book you returned was mine."

The red head said as if he read the brunette's mind. Two red eyes looked at the boy seriously. If Furihata just met his eyes it would've been unnerving, but Furihata didn't notice any of that and only looked at the guy in front of him in shock and confusion. "What?"