Fanfic - Summer With You: Chapter 3

[naruzenmaru]

Title: Summer With You
Pairings: Aomine/Kise, Kagami/Kuroko and Murasakibara/Akashi
Author: well...me
Rating: T (for just occasional language really)
Genre: Romance
Warning: unbetaedness
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters
Summary: AU. Short stories of young summer meetings, adventures and finally departures.

To the store!





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This was a complete and utter crisis...Murasakibara was out of snacks. It usually wouldn't be that much of a problem, but on that particular day the temperature was above thirty degrees Celsius. To further his predicament the convenience store was quite a fare ways away from his house, the trip taking ten minutes if by foot, fifteen if he really took his time. It was such a hassle...but a snack deprived Murasakibara was a lot like his soap deprived mother...it wasn't pretty. So he quite literally rolled out of bed, making his way downstairs where he slipped on his shoes at the entryway. He hesitated for a moment before opening the door, bracing himself for the heat that was about to hit him.

Ugh, it was worse then he thought. The heated air completely took his breath away, Murasakibara letting out a loud groan as he stepped outside. It was too hot...but he needed snacks. Sticking his hands deep into his pockets he started walking, glancing at the kids playing across the street as he did so. Just looking at them jumping around and chasing one another made him hotter, the taller than average ten year old having to look away as he scrunched up his face in disapproval. Even if it wasn't scorching hot and he on a quest for twelve hundred yen worth of goodies, going over there wasn't really an option for him.

He didn't like socializing with the kids around the neighborhood all that much, and the feeling was apparently mutual. They talked to him from time to time, usually when they wanted him to play basketball since he was so tall, but other than that they did their own thing while he did his. It really didn't bother him (sort of), though when boredom set in he had to suck it up and find someone to spend time with. But that wasn't the problem at the moment so he didn't worry about it. Upon turning the corner Murasakibara had to stop, eyes falling upon a kid he had never seen before. He figured that because it was summer there would be a slew of people he didn't know around, all of which were probably visiting relatives.

So it didn't surprise him all that much, though as the taller boy began walking towards the unfamiliar kid he noticed them staring at something. Getting a bit closer he could see that the other's eyes were glued to one of the neighborhood cars, its furry body stretched out on the brink fence that belonged to the Nakahara household. The other kid was just staring at it, looking as if he had no intention of calling or even going after it. He looked at the cat then back at strange boy staring at it, repeating the process a few times before his gaze was set firmly on the boy.

"It's name is Shiro-chan." This seemed to catch the other boy's attention, face completely void of emotions as he turned to him.

"...Because it's white? That's so simple..."

"Well people would've gotten confused if I called it Shiro-Nekomonogatari-chin like I wanted to." The boy just stared at him for a moment, face now showing off just how confused he was with his words.

"Why would you call it something so odd?"

"Because it's a white cat that probably has a story to tell."

At this the smaller boy chuckled a bit, Murasakibara knowing the difference between someone laughing at him and someone laughing at something funny that had been said. When it died down his attention was once again forced on the cat, who now lie awake but looked as if it had little to no interest in moving. When the unnamed boy actually called the cat by his rather long name the tallest between the two of them was shocked, the feeling only deepening when said feline actually responded to it. The cat stood, stretching it's body before jumping down into the strange boy's arms.

"Akashi Seijuuro."

"That's not its nam-"

"It's mine." Murasakibara gave off a small 'oh' before falling silent, feeling a little embarrassed that he had just said something rather stupid.

"Um...mine's Murasakibara Atsushi...and I need to go buy snacks." He didn't wait for the smaller boy to replay before he scurried off, having remembered why he had decided to brave the heat instead of staying inside. It was some time before he noticed that there were an extra pair of feel following him, and no matter how fast he ran they seemed to keep up with him.

About half way to the convenience store he finally stopped, turning around to face Akashi who was still holding onto Shiro-Nekomonogatari-chin. He wasn't at all use to being followed, so he frowned a bit, the smaller boy merely smiling at him as a result.

"So...why are you following me?" He watched as the redhead finally placed the cat down, wiping his hand on his shirt to apparently remove the felines hair from them.

"Because I have nothing better to do...and the other kids won't play with me."

Kindred spirits! was what he wanted to shout, but decided he had made himself look like enough of a dork in front of the smaller boy. Scratching the back of his head Murasakibara agreed to take him along, though he warned the smaller boy that he had to pay for his own snacks. Akashi merely nodded at this and the two of them were off. Nothing was said at first, and this made him slightly uncomfortable. He finally had someone willing to talk to him and yet...he couldn't think of a thing to say. The redhead didn't look as if he minded the silence, though Murasakibara twitched slightly when it seemed that their silence would continue all the way to the store.

Not if he could help it.

"So...where are you from? I haven't seen you around here, so I guess you're visiting from out of town." Good, he had finally figured something out.

"We moved here from Kyoto." Moved? So then he wasn't visiting...for some reason that put his mind at ease.

"I've been there with my parents before, we vested the Kyoto Imperial Palace and Ninna-ji Temple. Oh, and we saw a lot of geisha around, they were really pretty." He knew he was rambling on, but at least there was a conversation going.

"I had to dress up in one of their kimonos once."

"...Seriously?" He watched as the redhead merely nodded, looking as if he had a lot more to say and boy did he. Apparently he was forced to wear one by his mother, who claimed to have ordered the wrong size kimono for one of her Ichimatsu doll...and it just happened to fit him perfectly.

"Sound pretty intentional."

"It was without a doubt." The smaller boy let out aggravated sigh, though Murasakibara was too busy thinking about what he would've looked like in said kimono. He knew it was a weird thing to imagine, but then again there was nothing normal about his current situation.

When they finally reached the convenience store he immediately picked up at basket, wasting little time as he stood in front of the snack section. The taller boy picked up five boxes of Pocky, three bags of chips, three bags of hard candy, two boxes of Poifull jellybeans and three sticks of Umaibo. From the corner of his eye he noticed Akashi picking up a single of pack of melonpan, wanting to comment that his lack of snacks was probably the reason he was so short. But he kept said comment to himself. The cashier stared at him when he presented the basket of goods to them, Murasakibara guessing that they must've been new.

Instead of leaving like he normally would he waited for the redhead to pay for his sole snack, the teller boy fully aware that not everyone could eat like him...but this didn't stop him from pitying the poor melonpan. It was all alone. When the two of them were outside of the store he stopped the redhead, reaching into his own bag to pull out a box of Pocky which he presented to him. Akashi just stared at the box, hesitantly taking it before looking up at him.

"So the melonpan doesn't get lonely." The redhead looked at him for a bit longer before smiling, placing the box inside his bag where it rustled against the plastic.

"...Does this make us friends?"

Murasakibara had to think about that one for a moment; he hadn't known the boy for more than an hour, which was a pretty short while to declare someone a 'friend'. But...he was the only kid of the block that he talk to him that day, no to mention he didn't seem to mind sweets...

"Yeah, I guess this makes us friend...Aka-chin."

They spent the rest of the afternoon eating snacks in the park, Murasakibara occasionally asking Akashi what the area of Kyoto he use to live in was like. The redhead had told him that his former home was much slower in pace, though the taller boy had to shudder when he was told that it was three times hotter then their current location. That was ridiculous...it was already ungodly hot outside, so he couldn't even image what it was like in Kyoto.

The taller boy confessed that he liked the fall more than spring, summer and winter, mainly because it wasn't too hot and wasn't too cold. Akashi gave him a nod of acknowledgement, nibbling on his melonpan as he did so. Murasakibara couldn't help comparing the action to a little mouse nibbling on a piece of cheese, and he couldn't help but stare was a result. The redhead noticed and glanced his way, but instead of the taller boy freaking out he merely reached over, plucking a crumb away from the other's cheek.

"Nezumi..."

"What about a mouse?"

"You eat like one." Akashi just stared at him for a moment before turning back to his snack, the taller boy cocking his head to the side before he spoke again, "I like mice, but I don't like crows since they eat mice."

"Hm...well you remind me of my hamster, she stuffs her cheeks like you do." Murasakibara hadn't meant to make the sound he did, but it wasn't everyday he got to meet someone who owned a small creature. He begged to see it, Akashi giving in after the first few pleas since he apparently needed to go home anyways.

The redhead apparently lived five blocks away from his own house, it nearly identical to his as the two of them walked up to it. Once inside he could see boxes littering the floor, though he had to admit that they were neatly stacked atop one another and placed in such a way that made a clear path to wherever anyone needed to go. He followed Akashi up the stairs, stopping at the second door down the hall. The redhead's room was mostly empty, the bed, dresser and desk that were propped up against the wall being the only thing that told the taller boy that someone was actually living there.

Over on the desk he noticed a small cage, and without much hesitation Murasakibara rushed over to it. He blushed a little as he laid eyes on the cream and tan colored hamster running frantically on her wheel, wanting so badly to reach in and touch it. Looking over his shoulder he gave the other boy the most pathetic look he could muster up, a small smile tugging as Akashi's lips as he walked over. He watched as the redhead opened the cage, gently taking the ball of fur out and presenting it to him. Once in his hands Murasakibara couldn't help but make a small noise, the hamster gazing up at him momentarily before curling up in his palm.

"W-What's her name?"

"Hoshi-chan, since she has a star shaped patch of fur." Lo and behold on the back of the hamster was a star shaped patch of fur, and sheer cuteness of it all was becoming too much for him to bare.

"S-So cute...Aka-chin is so lucky, my mom won't let me have any pets because she's allergic to animal fur." He signed a bit, hating the fact that he was completely barred from having any kind of fuzzy creature in his house unless it was a plush toy.

"Well, then just come over here, but make sure it's at a reasonable hour."

"...Really?"

"Only if you want to."

Placing the hamster on his shoulder he pulled Akashi into a tight hug, thanking him over and over again as he did so. The redhead squirmed a bit after awhile, saying that he got the point before telling him to let him do. Murasakibara did was he told, so giddy that he wasn't sure what to do with himself. The redhead showed him the rest of the house, noting how simple everything was compared to the hectic house he lived it. The rest of the house was clean, his mother made sure of that, but his room could've easily been considered a disaster zone.

He just...didn't bother picking up after himself, something his mother hounded him about constantly. Once the tour was over the spent a bit of time in Akashi's room, playing with Hoshi-chan and talking about random things. Before he knew it the sun had begun to set, Murasakibara growing slightly depressed as he placed the hamster back in her cage and began getting ready to leave. As he was slipping on his shoes the redhead told him not to be discouraged, the taller boy pausing to think for a moment before smiling a bit.

"I guess you're right, I get to see Aka-chin tomorrow so it's okay." The taller boy nodded to himself, mind beginning to go all over things he the two of them could've done the next day.

"Just make sure the time is reasonable." He put a lot of emphasis on the of the last word, the taller boy agreeing before happily leaving the redhead's house.

His mother would no doubt be happy that he was getting out of the house for the summer, not to mention he'd probably bring Akashi over which would surprise the hell out of her. Yes he wasn't the kind of person to bring other people over to his house, and yes his mother worried about his 'social life' because of it (he was ten, what kind of social life was he supposed to have anyways?). But Akashi was different, mainly because he didn't call him a giraffe, didn't question why he ate so many snacks and never looked at him like he was strange.

He liked Akashi...because he was his only friend, so he probably wouldn't mind him coming over at six in the morning.