AkaFuri RP - Dead Man Walking

Chapter 7

Furihata's POV

"Hey, wait a second!"

[I immediately went to grab his hand from leaving, but my own just went right through it, reminding me of what he is... a ghost. I sighed, but just proceeded to stand before him.]

"Hey! You don't get to disappear like that after this conversation! I need you by my side too! For the last weeks I've been having those horrifying dreams that suspiciously match up with your death case. I really do think you'll be able to shed light on them, and it's better that we stick close, so I don't need to look for you when they happen. Also just letting you roam the streets doesn't sit well with me, honestly..." [I also kind of wanted him close because he seemed like a nice ghost, and I saw a few freaky ones because of him before. I'd rather not be alone in this anymore.] "You can stay in my house. It'll be easier for me to talk to you in my house and private room and not in public places like these, where people can find us... or me, seemingly speaking to myself."   

Akashi's POV

[Was he suggesting me to stay over for the time being? Well, I absolutely couldn't refuse to that. He was right. Staying close at this situation would benefit more than being separated, and we could help each other. Now I wouldn't regret not taking the opportunity to befriend him. There's the fact that I've never had a sleepover once in my life too. My parents always said it was disrespectful and common. Even though this wasn't really a sleepover, I felt kinda thrilled at the suggestion.] "...hm. That's a good idea. You could tell me about your dreams and I'd do my best to help you unravel them. I'll stick around until you're finished, meet me at the school gates when your practice it over." [I said, turning and walking away to travel at the school gardens. At the moment I got out of the gym, I thought about the moment he tried to stop me from going. Before blocking my way... he tried to grab my hand, didn't he? Frowning , I tried to understand the way that gesture made me feel. I didn't get to a clear conclusion but I did know one thing. Somehow, over the fact that he wasn't be able to hold my hand... I felt upset.]  

Furihata's POV

 [For the rest of the practice, I was pretty out of it because of what happened. I got hit by balls in the face twice, and almost dived into the gym's wall. I couldn't help it though, knowing that Akashi was waiting for me, that I will help him, and maybe even get to be a friend of Akashi Seijuro to some level... if he wants to. I mean, I still wasn't on his level... I probably won't ever be, but it doesn't matter now, seeing he's sort of stuck with me either way. Before I noticed, practice was over, and I rushed out of the room, on my way to the gate, only waving goodbye to my teammates and friends. I hurried up so I could head before everybody home and actually talk to him. He waited near the gate just like he said, and I ran up to him and immediately stopped when I was in front of him. I breathed heavily, face a bit red. ]

"Let's go home!"

[I smiled, trying to ignore the fact that my face was right in front of the slash in his throat right now. I walked forward and straightened myself. ] "Uh, should we start talk about the dreams now or at home? It doesn't matter to me really..."

Akashi's POV

[I was leaning on the wall by the gates, staring at nothing in particular as I contemplated my moves. As I was at it, I heard someone running my way, his pace slowing to a jog then abruptly he stopped in front of me. Furihata was panting from the sprint he took probably all the way from the gym. His face was flushed red, hair disheveled as it stuck to his face with sweat. He didn't even seem disturbed that his face was at some point right in front of the slash in my throat. Nonetheless, he seemed eager to spend time with me. What a unique kind of guy. He was actually pretty cute, wasn't he? Yes... if I needed to think about the definition of cute, it surely would be him. I smirked at him, pushing off the wall and threading my fingers through my hair.] "Whenever you want to. I'll be listening."  

Furihata's POV

"Uh, uh... well, I guess we can start doing that in my house and stuff. I guess a public area won't really fit this subject either way, honestly..."

[I reasoned, though I felt like I was more avoiding touching the issue. I don't like the idea of opening this subject in other places except my room, seeing that talking about murder never makes you seem like a normal person to other people, especially when it looks like you're talking to yourself. I will be able to speak freely at home anyways.]

"I hope you didn't wait too long... I mean, even if you are a ghost and all, you might've been really bored. You should tell me if there's anything you wanna do." [I mean, maybe he wanted to watch TV? Or maybe play a board game, I mean I could help moving the pieces... In the end I just want to help him. He needs sympathy in this situation. Though we walked home at the same path, I knew it wasn't the same for him. I should try to make these days as normal as possible for him.]