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Akashi sat down quietly in the school library with Midorima taking the opposite seat. It was quite often that both the head prefect and assistant head prefect visited the school’s haven.
Midorima sighed as he watched Akashi pull out a maiubo bar from his vest. He probably got it from Murasakibara. After carelessly unwrapping the snack, Akashi noisily bit into it and chewed almost rudely. Next, he took out a can of carbonated grape juice and drank it all in one gulp.
His assistant sighed, “Here he comes.”
Akashi smirked once he heard the familiar footsteps walking towards their table. The footsteps got louder and louder before it finally stopped.
The head librarian loomed over Akashi and Midorima, “It’s an honor to have the head prefect and his assistant grace the library with their presence but even you should know the strict ‘No Eating or Drinking’ rule in here, right? Akashi-sama?”
Midorima could feel Kuroko’s wrath under his sarcastic tone but Akashi was still smiling smugly, “See, now you’re just being rude, Kuroko."
Kuroko frowned, "Am I now? Which part? The 'No Eating or Drinking’? Or the 'Akashi-sama’?”
The head prefect’s face turned apologetic, “I just wanted to apologize for calling you out this morning during the assembly. I know you weren’t talking with your classmates during the teacher’s speech but blaming you would shut them up since no one can deal with the angry you except me.”
Kuroko stared at Akashi’s face for quite some time.
Slowly, the head librarian took Akashi’s empty can drink into his hand and squeezed it, crumpling it deliberately in front of everyone, especially his brother.
Then, Kuroko smiled innocently, “Who said I’m angry? Betrayed, yes. But not angry. I mean, who calls out a head librarian to tell him to keep his voice down right?”
With that said, Kuroko took the maiubo wrapper as well and walked off.
Instantly, Akashi buried his face in his arms, “He hates me for life. He’ll disown me and we’ll never sleep in the same bed again. He probably won’t want to shower with me either or rub my feet on Mondays. Shintarou, what have I done?”
The assistant head prefect pushed up his glasses, “You’re joking right?”
Akashi lifted his head with a smile, “I’m totally joking, did you see his face, he was so cute!”
“Your brother complex is disgusting.”
Later that same day, Akashi heard a commotion in the hallway during free period. Curious and slightly worried it was a gang fight, he went out of his classroom to check it out.
“Kuroko, tuck it back in before your brother gets here!”
“Let him see.”
Akashi pushed through the crowd, “See what?” he asked when he heard Kuroko’s voice.
At seeing and hearing Akashi, everyone moved out of the way. The head prefect stood perfectly still as he assessed Kuroko’s school attire. His tie was loose, buttons undone, shirt tucked out, pants lowered and no socks visible. Kuroko broke at least a dozen rules by messing up his school dress code.
Akashi walked up to his brother in slow strides, frightening everyone around him except Kuroko. Everyone expected Akashi to yell or scold at Kuroko but instead, the head prefect smiled warmly, “Honestly, what are you doing, Kuroko?”
Akashi lifted Kuroko’s arms and helped tuck in his shirt. Next, he buttoned him up and tightened the loose tie. Kneeling on the floor soon after he was done with Kuroko’s upper attire, he adjusted his brother’s pants and belt.
Everyone was staring at the two brothers, almost horrified at how easily Kuroko brought Akashi down to his knees.
Standing back up, Akashi patted Kuroko’s head lovingly, “Forgive me yet?”
Kuroko was pouting slightly but he nodded nonetheless.
They hugged it out in the middle of the hallway which got the girls cooing and the guys just shaking their heads.
The next day, Akashi went to school with a bump on his head and a bruise on his arm. But his face remained serene and somewhat creepy.
Reo watched his smug expression all throughout History class from his seat beside Akashi. Finally, during the 10-minute interval before their English teacher came in, Reo poked the head prefect’s cheek, “How was World War 3 yesterday?”
Akashi readily took out a tape recorder and pressed 'Play’:
“I LET YOU BORROW BOOKS WITHOUT RETURN DATES AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?!”
“YOU WILL WALK HOME WITH ME EVERYDAY UNTIL I TELL YOU TO STOP!”
“ARE YOU RECORDING ME SCREAMING AT YOU, YOU SICK-”
The tape ended with Reo’s eyes bulging out, “Wow, he used more words than he did the last time you pissed him off.”
Akashi nodded dreamily, “Mm-hmm…”