Akashi's POV
[I let out an exhale, ridding my stress and anxiety of his rejection. What would I do from the point he'd tell me to back off? Probably nothing. I'd have no way of solving this misfortune, but now when he's willing to listen, I might just resolve. I was grateful for him not making a phase by shouting for help. I wasn't about to hurt him, and how could I? There's no way I'd ever harm a person like him on purpose. Smiling gratefully, even though It wasn't actually a smile to signify happiness but gratitude, I walked toward him. Two meters was a safe distance between us to reassure him his safety.] "I'm thankful. Furihata san, I... I appeared yesterday just at the place I was murdered at eight months ago. It seems nobody notices me but you. I do not know why have I become what I am, but could you lend me a hand?... living as a ghost is a fate worse than death, and I'd prefer ceasing to exist. If you could search information that'd help in exorcising me, I'd stop bothering you completely. Can we make that deal?" [My offer must've seemed objectionable and repulsive. Making a deal with a ghost? Nonetheless, one that probably scared you in life, and now haunting you in death. Even I would've refused, still, I held my hopes up to him. I offered my hand out for a hand shake, staring at him questioningly. Can he save me one last time?]
Furihata's POV
[I stared at him, shocked. Exorcise him? It was beyond what I expected him to ask, and wouldn't exorcising be more harmful to him? No matter how you look at it, that is not a natural way of passing away, assuming that I'd even manage to find a good ritual and preform it correctly on him.] "I don't think that is a good idea... It's not a natural way of passing, and you can end up in hell or something like that. I don't want to live with that mistake... I'm sure there are other ways to help you... I mean, if you are here, the must be a reason. maybe I can help you resolve that issue instead?" [If I'm going to do something with a ghost, I'd rather handle everything by the right way, one that'll really help Akashi, So I could be truly free after this. Anyway, whatever Akashi left unsolved must've been important. After all, it's Akashi Seijuro.]
Akashi's POV
[I gazed at the floor. What other way would be better at getting rid of me that exorcising me? I guess I actually do deserve rotting in hell after all the threatening I've done back when I was alive. Also, he seemed frightened to the core of his soul, just stepping up to me back at the last game I've had before I died. Don't I deserve punishment...?] "I do recall asking you away once, harming your friends and terrifying you at the winter cup. Why do you insist on treating me with mercy?" [I cocked a brow, taking my reached out hand back and placing it on my hip. Though... he is kind. I've never had much of a conversation with him, but he's more humble than I though. Honestly, I would've liked to befriend him if I was alive right now. Not that it mattered, I am dead after all, and if I was not then he could've probably ran away by now.] "If it is blame you're worried about, then fret not. I'll be taking full responsibility for my fate, be it peaceful or not."
Furihata's POV
"Uh... Akashi san, don't take it the wrong way, but this really isn't about you."
[I started, knowing that what I'm about to say could be slightly angering, but since he's smart, I'm sure he'll understand.] "Whenever I talk to Kuroko or some other person that used to be friends with you in the past, or if I just hear them speaking about you... they seem to sincerely think you were a good person. Yes, they say that something changed in you for some reason, but that doesn't matter. They care for you, they miss you with everything included. You may have been mean to me, but honestly, everyone could tell that at time you weren't the Akashi they spoke of, and anyway, I was a stranger. You didn't owe me a nice treatment..." [I let out a sigh, a bit nervous to continue, but I needed to make my point.] "And finally, when I say, I don't want to exorcise you, its because I don't. Because I believe everyone who told me you were a great person once. Because I admire you to a certain level just like them, and I don't want to be the guy who sent Akashi Seijuro to hell, when you don't even deserve to be dead."
Akashi's POV
[His words made a shiver go up my spine and I turned my back to him quickly, before he'd be able to see the confusion on my face. I couldn't even sense my heart beating from before, so why has my chest just tightened? The breaths I took became slightly deeper and slower, and my brows furrowed in a frown. According to what I predicted, I should've felt nothing but gratitude, yet his mere words made me, a ghost, excited? I wonder if excited was the right term. Maybe... touched. He went out of his way trusting and believing in me, even though our past wasn't exactly the friendliest.] "You're really something, aren't you..." [I composed my facial expression quickly, calming myselfdown and returning my breath to its previous steadiness. Only then I allowed myself to turn back and look at him. Such a person... it could've been great if we could keep on close connection, but it wasn't relevant anymore.] "Then I'll accept your analyzation. Please try to find information and ways to make me pass away neutrally. Until then, I'll be roaming the streets. The winter doesn't bother me much, I can't feel the cold and the rain. Thunders doesn't fright me." [I took a few steps back, nodding sincerely at him as to signify my thankfulness.] "Then, I'll get going now."