Kuroko no Basuke (Various x Reader) [SLOW UPDATES]

||~ Akashi Seijuurou AU ~|| [Vampire!Akashi]

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The red head male sat up abruptly with a gasp, his heart pounding like stampeding horses and was sweating all over. His eyes frantically roamed around his room, searching for danger when there was none.

When he sensed none, he let out a shaky sigh, running his hand through his already messed up hair.

He swung his legs to the side of the bed and walked out into the balcony to calm himself.

Every night, every second of his sleep... Her screams of agony haunted him through the past decades he lived after that incident.

The pain flooding over his chest didn't cease at all as time passed by and that memory was stamped at the back of his mind. He couldn't shake it off, he thought--knew that it was his fault no matter how you look at it.

If he wasn't a vampire, if he wasn't a royal, if he wasn't the next heir to the throne... If she had never met him, she would still be alive. His hands gripped the railing at the thought, nearly breaking the steel bars.

She would have been safe, living peacefully in this wretched world, she could have a lover who she would care for, to love and to be in his arms... If he just wasn't a MONSTER.

"Ouji-sama." A voice called from behind Akashi, who came back to his senses and turned to look at a certain greenette.

"What do you want, Shintaro?" Akashi asked coldly as he looked back at the view of endless trees and mountains, gripping the railings infront of him, his knuckles already turning white.

"Is it the same nightmare?" Midorima asked. Akashi chuckled humorlessly and looked back at Midorima with a bitter smirk on his face.

"What do you think?" He sneered. A snap was heard and Akashi looked back at the railing he was gripping awhile back, that was now crushed into dust. The anger was consuming him and he was trying his best not to go on a rampage and accidentally kill anyone.

"Ouji-sama, you should move---"

"It's harder than you think." Akashi growled as his sharp eyes glared at the greenette, cutting off Midorima's sentence. "You don't know how hard it is. To... To... To forget (F/--)... her..." He couldn't even bring up her name. His breathing starts to get uneven as he kicked the railing that flew away from his strength. "I can't! I can't forget her! SHE'S PART OF ME!"

"Moving on doesn't mean you need to forget her, Seijuurou." Midorima quickly countered, not bothering to call him a prince. "As a friend, I'm only telling you to accept the fact that she's... gone."

Akashi tried evening his breathing. His emotions were getting to him, and he wanted to drag those bastards back from hell and kill them over and over. Unfortunately, He's still a decade young to do just that.

Akashi sighed in exasperation and crouched down, his hands tangling through his messy, crimson hair. He kept silent and made no movements, only staring into the oblivion as tears were rolling down his cheeks.

Midorima walked up to him, his shoes creating clicking sounds on the marble floor. The greenette patted his friend's back in comfort.

"Take your time and take a step forward. And once another wall comes your way, find a way past through it." Midorima said. "You always do."

He sighed and vanished through thin air without another word. Tears started dropping over the marble floor.

But how?

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[ Your Point of View ]

As a ghost, and the one with an unfinished business, you stayed on Earth and watched over the one you love. It pained you that Akashi was hurting and lost which was really unlike him, and you couldn't be there for him because... you're translucent, invisible... and all the synonyms of the former word.