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(f/n) = first name

(l/n) = last name

(l/l)= leg length Ex: short, long, skinny, pudgy, etc.

(h/l)= hair length

(h/c)= hair color

(e/c)= eye color

(s/c) = skin color

'Only yesterday when people said he wouldn’t change.’

~Change~

(F/n) walked into her class rubbing her arm. It was covered in bruises. Each one was from when she disobeyed Akashi. He would roughly grab her and wouldn’t be kind at all. However this is what the 1st year signed up for when she agreed to never leave his side.

She took her seat and started to get her writing utensils out and ready for class. She heard several murmurs and eyes directed at her. She didn’t enjoy the feeling but, she tried her best to ignore them and focus on her task at hand.

(F/n) heard some footsteps and saw one of her female class mates. She learned she was quite nice but she didn’t talk to her much. Her name was Shibue, Mai if she recalled.

“(L/n)-chan are you alright? There are bruises all over your arms and legs. Would you like me to escort you to the infirmary?” the short girl asked politely.

“Oh no it’s completely fine. I'm okay going to class. Thanks for asking though,” (f/n) coaxed.

“Okay then…” the girl replied and scampered back to her seat.

“I BET SHE GOT SMASHED BY HER BOYFRIEND AKASHI!” a random trouble maker yelled out. The room erupted in laughter. (F/n) put her head down her desk in humiliation. ‘This was is what I trying to prevent!’

“I wanna get pounded!”

“Yeah, but I wouldn’t let my boyfriend hurt me that badly.”

“He’s probably abusive.”

“Yeah and she says he wasn’t like this in middle school. She’s waiting for him to change back.”

“She should know that people don’t change back that easily.”

“Yeah you’re right.”

“People don’t change.”

Her mind then flashed back to what her family has been telling her.

“He won’t change sweetie. People aren’t always who they used to be.”

“Honey find a new boyfriend. He treats you like trash. Not a person.”

‘No that’s a lie!’

She seemed to go into her own world.

(F/n) was there and a copy of herself stood there as well. It was like a shadow. Something she manifested from her own depression.

“People don’t change my dear and the same goes for Akashi Seijuro,” the copy of her said. It seemed to echo in ears.

Not leaving.

Corrupting her mind.

Forcing her to think that way.

“Stay out of my brain! I won’t believe you!” she yelled covering her ears. (F/n) tried to muffle out the sound but to no avail. ‘This isn’t real! They aren’t telling the truth!’

The copy walked over to her. “How dumb are you? He’s slapped you, grabbed you harshly and thrown you against walls. Or do you not remember?”

“I remember! But he’s confused and hurt!” she screamed. ‘He’s torn and misunderstood! I know that! But stop it! Just stop!’

“Maybe I should remind you of what he’s done to you. That might bring you back to your senses.”

A picture of him appeared as he roughly grabbing (f/n) away from her male friends.

“What are you doing?! Stop!”

“People CAN'T change.” ‘Yes they can!’

Another came up with him smashing (f/n) into a wall, kissing her roughly. He held scissors in his right hand.

“He won’t change!”

“He will!” ‘Don’t believe her!’

Last a picture of him slapping (f/n) after she talked to Midorima before the Shutoku vs Rakuzan game.

“AKASHI SEIJURO WONT CHANGE FOR YOU!”

“STOP!!!!!!!!!”

That snapped her back to reality and everyone in the classroom went silent. ‘Oh god did I yell that out loud?!’

Lucky for her the teacher walked in. She didn’t seem to hear her and started class.

The rest of the day seemed like a living hell for her.

~Change~

“No use thinking about that now,” she sighed and zipped up her jacket. 'Time to go see Seirin Vs. Rakuzan' She started heading inside but then she bumped into someone. Light blue eyes blinked at her own (e/c) ones.

“Ack! Huh? Tetsuya-kun? Hi!” she faked a smile at her old friend. ‘Tetsuya I wish I could smile for real. I just feel horrible right now.’

“Hello (f/n)-san,” he tilted his head, “Why are you fake smiling. Is something wrong?” A chill went up her spine. ‘I forgot how observant this boy was!’

“Oh I’m completely fine hehe…” (f/n) replied rubbing the back of her neck.

“Don’t lie.”

“Huh!?!”

“I know you are lying (f/n)-san,” Kuroko said looking at the Rakuzan’s manger seriously.

“You’re right….” (f/n) said defeated.

“Come. Let’s go sit,”

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“Oh I see…” Kuroko commented in understanding.

“I’ve just only been hearing that he won’t change back. But I believe that he will, but it’s so hard when your heart is being pounded with a hammer,” (f/n) sniffled as she put her hands over her eyes. She started crying. Something she hadn’t done since middle school. Something about Kuroko made her barriers drop and just tell him her troubles.

“Well I think it’s smart to think that,” Kuroko said petting her hair kindly. “People who haven’t known Akashi have been saying he won’t change. Am I that correct?” (F/n) nodded slightly.
“Well who knows him better than you (f/n)-san? You’re his girlfriend and you know he loves you. I think you’re the only person to know if he’ll change back or not.”

(F/n) took her hands off her eyes and looked at him surprised. He gave her a small smile. It somehow made her feel a bit better. “Either way I’m going to show Akashi-kun my feelings for basketball when we play. I’ll do my part with trying to help.” (F/n)’s competitive side rose out.

“Don’t think you are going to win! We’ll defeat you! I have many notes about you guys! My analytical skills can rival Satsu-chan now!” (f/n) said with a confident smile.

“We’ll see once we start playing. Don’t look down on our strength, Good luck (f/n)-san,” he said with a determined look in his eye.

“Thank you Tetsuya-kun. To you as well,” (f/n) replied happily. With that the two parted ways to their teams.

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(F/n) watched every player from the bench from the point the game started to where it is now. Every little detail she noted. Making sure everything went according to plan. She watched as Kuroko came back in again and Reo almost hit him, but he noticed him before it happened. The crowd rooting for him. ‘Going just according to plan.’

He got his presence back. Misdirection will no longer work. ‘Step one has been achieved.’

‘Sorry Tetsuya.’ (F/n) watched Kuroko go back to the bench sadly, but he was bought back in almost immediately.

“What are they planning?” (f/n) mumbled to herself. 'Nothing to worry about. He cant do anything anyway.'

The game went on smoothly and Seirin landed in all of the traps she laid for them. Everything was going great until they just let Mayuzumi keep shooting. He just kept shooting and shooting. 'At this rate he will lose- Oh crap! They are making people aware of him!'

“Mayuzumi-senpai don’t!” the manager protested but he still shot anyway. ‘Why doesn’t he listen to me!?’

‘Now Kuroko is using his misdirection! Damn it! I didn’t account on this!’

“Coach!”

“I’m aware.”

“White team time out!”

(F/n) gave them all their water bottles and towels as they took their break.

“Dammit…. Thanks to a certain someone, Seirin has come back to life,” Nebuya stated as he threw his water bottle to the ground.

“Knowing the opponents trap but still falling for it can only be called foolish,” Reo added and (f/n) clenched her teeth. ‘There was nothing I can say. He’s correct.’

Kotaro wiped his face with the towel. “If his lack of presence is gone cause of overwriting, he can’t pass anymore. Time to sub out right?” he asked (f/n).

“It would be best, but there’s something he can do. Its just…” (f/n) held her clip board close to her chest.

Akashi explained it for her saying that he could use the misdirection overflow he could stay in the game, but that was all.

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Rakuzan started making so much more mistakes. Serin was catching up. ‘One last option. I don’t approve of it but that’s all we can do.’

Akashi went into the zone and started to dominate the entire game. (F/n) hated letting him do it all on his own. She despised watching basketball without team play. It pissed her off. But this was the only way to win.

Akashi blocked basically everything.

Got past everyone.

He was almost invincible.

But that’s when it happened. Kuroko developed his own emperor’s eye and predicted where Kagami would go as he went the opposite way. He blocked Akashi when he charged and passed the ball. ‘So cool!’
(F/n) inwardly blushed for thinking that. She started to remember why she admired him in middle school. It was weird how many feelings were coming back to her on this single day. All those flash backs.....

They ran forward while Akashi stayed in place.

He didn’t do anything as they ran.

It broke her heart slightly.

‘Why wasn’t he going?! He needs to catch up or they’ll get closer!’

They got past Kotaro. ‘That’s. It.’

“GO SEIJURO YOU IDIOT!!!” (f/n) screamed as loud she could.

"(F/n)-chan," Momoi spoke in concern as she looked at her. A lot of spectators’ attention drifted to the (h/c) haired manager too. (F/n) didn’t care. She wanted Akashi to move. He had to!

The call seemed to get through to him as he clenched his teeth tightly and ran so fast it almost seemed like the speed of light. Akashi tried to stop Kagami but he just passed to Kuroko. Kuroko then threw the ball up in an alley-oop. Kagami went to dunk the ball and Akashi jumped up too, while he tried to stop him. He wasn't able to and Kagami dunked the ball.

From there on out Akashi started making sluggish moves that (f/n) knew couldn’t be his. ‘Akashi… I know you’re stronger than this…’

“Quit fooling! What’s with that pass a grade schooler could pick off! You really think that’s fly at this point?! That’s enough out of you dammit, Akashi!” Nebuya yelled as he held Akashi up by his jersey.

“White team time out!”

Everyone from the team angrily walked to the bench while (f/n) stared worriedly at the broken player.

“Its time for substitution Aka-

“Please hold on a minute,” Mayuzumi interrupted.
“What a disgrace.” Everyone’s eyes widened. “Do you think we’d comfort you or cheer you up? We’d never do something like that. You made all these pompous statements but this is all you got? I can’t believe that. You’re nothing like the guy I met on the school roof. More like… Who the hell are you?” Mayuzumi questioned with an irritated face.

There was a long moment of silence.

He stood up and I noticed something was different. His aura seemed to change. Into something…. Quite familiar. ‘What’s going on?’

“Who you ask? How outrageous.”

“You’re…” Mayuzumi’s own eyes widened.

“I’m Akashi Seijuro of course,” he replied with a smile. His eyes… Were the beautiful crimson (f/n) remembered. ‘It can’t be?! He’s b-back!?’

“Seijuro-

“Don’t worry (f/n),” he smiled as he used her personal name for the first time since middle school. "We’ll talk later after the game. I can promise you that. Now i would request that you would bring me back in the game,” he says as he looks at the coach.

"Send you out?! Akashi.... you were in pieces just now!" Nebuya protested. "You better be alright!"

"Yeah I showed myself in such a poor form. About that, I really do feel bad about it," Akashi spoke truthfully as he bowed in apology, "Im sorry."
Everyone stared at the boy in awe as (f/n) smiled knowingly. "I want you guys to lend me a hand one more time... to win against Seirin." They nodded in agreement as they walked back onto the court.

"Do your best!" (f/n) yelled with a smile, as tears unknowingly filled up in her eyes.

The game turned once again. There were so many twist and turns. From everyone going in the zone to listening as everyone cheered for Seirin to not give up. (F/n) still yelled as loud as she could for Rakuzan though. She wouldn't give up on her boys.

There were cheers all over for both teams and everything seemed to turn intense. Most people couldn't keep track of what was happening.

It was an amazing and emotional game but in the end….

Seirin 106, Rakuzan 105

We lost….

At our final match

But in a way.

It was bitter sweet…

“It’s your…. No, It’s your teams win. Congratulations,” Akashi declared as tears filled in his eyes.

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After the game everyone had left. Mayuzumi told (f/n) that he wouldn’t be coming back. (F/n) asked why but he just didn’t answer her like he always did. He gave her a brief wave and walked off. Rakuzan’s manager stared at him as he left, but refused to do anything. It was his choice of course. She wouldn’t be able to sway his mind anyway.
'Good bye senpai.'

(F/n) looked back at the locker room door contemplating if she should go in. Eventually she decided to do just that.

“I’m coming in,” (f/n) announced. She saw a figure with a towel on his head sitting on the bench. She squinted her eyes and saw that it was the crimson haired captain.

“Oh (f/n). Hello,” the crimson eyed boy greeted with his back turned.

“Hi Akas-

“Seijuro. Call me Seijuro,” he requested.

“Oh….” (f/n) was surprised. All this time she’s been told to call him Akashi-san. 'Why would he change his mind?'

“I would rather you not call me by my family’s name. I want you to say my name personally like you spoke during the game,” he answered like he was reading her mind. ‘How does he do that?! God is he psychic!?’ Honestly though, he was just speaking from his heart. He wanted to be acknowledged as the person he is not his name he shared with his father.

“Uh is Sei-kun okay?” she asked nervously. (F/n) has wanted to call him that since she met him.

“Yes.”

There was moment of silence.

“Sei-kun… c-can I see your face?” (f/n) asked wanting to check if he was okay. He just lost for the first time in his life. It was probably a horrible feeling.

“N-no...” he stuttered out.

“But why?”

“I can’t let you see the face of the person who’s just been hurting you and causing you pain,” his voice shook as she heard drops of water fall on the floor. “All I’ve done is cause you suffering when you’ve given me only your kindness.” (F/n) heart felt like it was stabbed with a knife.

(F/n) speed walked over to him and tilted his head up. She softly put her lips on him and let them linger for about 30 seconds.

“It’s okay. You were confused. You were stressed and your mind was going crazy. It all happened from the loss of your mother and the stress from your father. But I’m here and I’m not going to leave your side,” (f/n) truthfully remarked. “I won’t,” she declared softly as tears drizzled down her cheeks. Akashi’s eyes widened and his mouth gaped slightly. He then put his true smile back on his face. Another part of him that she fell in love with.

“Let me start to make it up to you,” he said after he wiped the tears coming from (f/n)’s sparkling (e/c) eyes. Akashi got up and took her bruised, (s/c) arm as gently as petting a wounded kitten. He peppered kisses over every bruise starting with that arm. He left tingles everywhere he touched.

And he did it all over.

Everywhere he left a scar.

“Wh-what are you doing?” (f/n) stuttered.

“Showing that all I will give you now is love. I will protect you the way protected me, my sweet empress,” Akashi declared. (F/n) then realized the tingles she felt was love. Love that was trying to make up for the pain she felt for the past years.

“O-okay….”
Budump

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Silence, her heart beat and just the feeling of soft kisses was the only thing (f/n) felt. Her orbs felt glossy once again and she felt more tears stream to down her face. She sniffled and hugged her loving emperor.

“I-I missed you,” she sniffled as she felt an arm around her waist and another on her head that pushed her into his chest.

“I’ve missed you more than any person in this world,” he spoke as she kept crying of happiness and relief, ”It’s okay to cry. Don’t worry. I will always be by your side (f/n), just like you were for me,” he soothed as he petted (F/n)'s hair and hugged her tighter to his chest.

They stayed like that for a little while until she broke the hug and Akashi looked at her with a confused face. (F/n) put her (s/c) hands on his cheeks and leaned in for another kiss. Akashi instantly responded. This one was different from the other kiss though. That one was kind and a forgiving kiss while this one was longing and passionate. They closed their eyes and lost themselves inside their desire for each other.

It really filled the two up with joy. They've been separated for far to long and they finally felt like they were a back together. The two couldn't have been more happy.

(F/n) hands left his soft cheeks and ended up tangling in his messy red locks. She started playing with the strands of his hair and found out that it was quite soft. Meanwhile the basketball player put his hands on the girls sides. Moving up and down. Softly touching (f/n)'s clothed body.

Soon the new emperor got a bit bored with just the lip lock and he slowly licked her lip as if to say. 'Let me in. Please let me in my beautiful empress.' (F/n) wasn't sure what Akashi was trying to do so she just kept kissing. Every time she made out the old Akashi he would force his tongue into her mouth so she wasn't used to this treatment.

Akashi grew a bit annoyed because he thought she was trying to tease him. He wanted to strike some revenge so he squeezed her sides with his hands. (F/n) let out a giggle and causing her to open her mouth. The sly boy took this to his advantage and put in his tongue letting his exploration begin. He swirled his tongue around and it mingled with (f/n)'s or sometimes fought with it. Easily the boy's tongue took dominance and explored everywhere. The roof of the mouth, the sides, and the bottom. It felt like a new adventure.

It didn't last too long as the two fell on the floor making them lose their breath. Akashi ended up on top sloppily over his empress. (F/n) opened her (e/c) orbs and she gazed into his crimson ones. Completely lost in their scarlet beauty. He gave her a handsome smile that made her heart melt and start to beat quickly again.

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While (f/n) was distracted he unexpectedly stole another peck from her lips. She squeaked and blushed at the unexpected affection.

"Too cute~" Akashi cooed making her cheeks turn even hotter.

"W-well you're too sweet," (f/n) responded as she made the kind emperors face redden.

There was a bit of silence after that comment. But it felt... comforting. It lasted for a little while until the manager decided to break it.

"I love you, Seijuro," (f/n) said with all her heart,

“I love you more than anyone alive, (f/n),” the boy replied with the same amount of passion.

People can’t change? That’s a load of shit.
“A person can change at the moment when the person wishes to change.” Haruhi Fujioka