[Kuroko No Basket x Reader]

Lindt - Akashi Seijūrō x Reader

[A/N: Requested by: ChocoFluffBalls]

f.t. Hayama Kotarō

It was the usual morning at Rakuzan High. You yawned as you walked through the hallways, pausing ever so often to greet your friends. Once you reached your locked you opened it and looked inside only to find.....chocolates? You frowned and pulled the box out, reading the label. 

Lindt Lindor....

Whoa, these were premium chocolates of the best quality. You were sure these would taste good. But who the hell got you these? They must have cost a fortune. That was when you saw a little note attached on the back of the classy box. It was a yellow sticky note with really nice handwriting on it. You plucked it off the box and read it carefully.

These chocolates are bound to taste as delicate as your touch, my love

You chuckled, 'my love'? Who in the world could have done this? You looked around through instinct but saw no one watching you. You sighed and looked at the box again. Oh well, might as well eat them while you've got the chance. You opened the box, trying not to damage the beautiful packaging and picked from the vast selection of chocolates. You placed it in your mouth and tried to refrain yourself from moaning out loud. It tasted heavenly, better then anything you've ever imagined. You savoured the taste in your mouth before it melted and disappeared down your throat. You already worshipped the person who got you these, but the only problem was, you had no clue as to who would have done this.

You placed the box of chocolates in your bag along with the note and zipped it up before walking to class. You were a little early, so you decided to devour some more of those scrumptious delights. You sat in your place and pulled the box out of your bag greedily, ignoring the stares of the students around you. One by one you ate the chocolates, gorging on them like it was the last thing you'd ever eat. You sighed in content as you finished the last chocolate. Well that was nice. You kept the box back in your bag, wanting to reuse it, because it was a really nice box, and half of the cost of the chocolates would have been from the box itself. You gulped down the water from your water bottle and the teacher arrived just in time. You were full of energy, since you had consumed a large amount of caffeine that was in the chocolates, not forgetting the cocoa and sugar too. Everyone was astonished, including the teacher, to see that you were very active in answering the questions and proposing ideas during discussions. But there was one male who watched amusingly. He knew the cause of this, and he liked it.

~Time skippuh to the next day~

You were so drained out that you couldn't even walk straight. After the sugar rush that you had yesterday, (which lasted for the whole day by the way) you didn't feel energised at all. It was like you went so far ahead to a level in which you had never experienced and never thought that you could experience, and now you're just back to your normal self which is way below yesterday's level. [A/N: Complicated shit, gomen] You yawned and opened your locker again, this time, only to find another  box of Lindt chocolates inside. Your eyes immediately lightened as you pulled the box out and examined it. This one was different for the previous one. It had nuts and fruit in it, also with a selection of the finest dark chocolate. Your mouth watered at the sight, dying to taste the treats that lie within. Another note was plastered onto the back of the box. You followed the same procedure, ripping it off and reading it carefully.

Goodbyes are bittersweet, but with these mix of flavours, I'd bet you would never want to say goodbye to me....

This guy really knew how to write. You brought the chocolates to class again, munching on them. You were only halfway through the box when the teacher walked in. You had closed it and placed it carefully in your bag. But minutes through class, you could feel your hands trembling. You couldn't hold it back, you needed those chocolates, now. You bit your lip as the feeling of restlessness grew in you. You couldn't concentrate on what the teacher was saying because your mind was on one and one thing only: You had the most delicious chocolates in your bag, and you couldn't eat them. Finally you couldn't take it anymore and very sneakily pulled the box out of your bag and placed them under your table. Whenever the teacher had her back towards you, you would quickly slip one in your mouth, sighing softly. You continued to do this when you were left with the last chocolate. The teacher turned to write something on the board when you put the last one in your mouth, but she turned around after and asked you a question.