A/n YEH FINALLY EDITED THIS ONE! Now it makes a bit of sense!! Also wrote it when I am heavily sleep deprived. It will be meh, but I needed it to make sense...

Edit- cleaned up my awful grammar...

Akashi's POV   
~couple days after they started dating~

Ever since Kuroko accepted my confession, it felt like a dream. To be completely honest, I wasn't sure it wasn't a dream. It didn't feel, real. But that was just in my head, I was sure of it. Though there was this fear that my father would find out. If he ever did, he would most certainly kill me, or worse Kuroko.

I heard a knock outside my bedroom door. I was studying for future classes and I was sure I let the others know that I was not to be disturbed.

"Akashi-sama," a voice followed the knock. "Your father calls for you." I immediately sighed. Of course my father is the one to interrupt my studies. I internally laughed, how ironic. I got up to open the door.

"I am currently studying. Is it a matter that can wait?" She paused as she hesitated.

"Ah, sir. He informed me saying that if you were not to come then-" I cut her off, hearing in my head the many threats that my father would have made.

"I understand. I will be on my way," I almost muttered as I walked past her and into my father's work room. I knocked three times to make my presence known before I opened the door and closed it behind me. "Father you called?"

He was clearly preoccupied, yet decided what he needed to discuss with me was far more important. It seems he read my mind, being that he looked in my direction and looked at me with a look that screamed disappointment. Then again, when does he not?

"Break it," he said as he threw what looked like a contract on his desk. Of course, I was very confused. I almost laughed.

"What?" He picked up another piece of paper with, who knows what information, and spoke in a voice that was all too familiar to me. It was the same voice he would speak in whenever he lectured me, because he always expected more from me, because he expected me to know better.

"I know who he is and who he is to you," he shifted a pile of paperwork to the side as he signed a couple papers. "So break it." Not once did he make eye contact with me, not once did he consider me his equal.

I took a breath to respond, to protest, whatever, but he cut me off.

"If you don't," he chuckled, "well, you know exactly I would do, don't you? You are my son after all."

My immediate thought was that there was no way he could have known. Did someone tell him something?

"I'm not an idiot. I am your father, and if you're idiotic enough to think you could fool me, well that makes you no better than a lowly peasant." I stayed silent, feeling offended by his remarks. But hey, maybe he was right...

"I understand," I croaked. I took a small breath in and slowly breathed out, calming my nerves to the best of my abilities. "I just, I just need a little time."

Now he stopped what he was doing and gave me his undivided attention. He didn't approve of my sentence.

"Did I not make myself clear? When I say break it off, I don't mean later, I mean now." I tensed my jaw before deciding to speak up. Mother, please give me some strength.

"I understand but-"

"But what? What more could there possibly be? What," Father stood up and walked towards me. "Do you think," now he laughed. "Do you really think that you have feelings for him? That, I don't know, you could possibly love him?" I shrugged my shoulders as my words got caught in my throat.

But that wasn't enough. He wanted a verbal answer.

"Yes, I do believe I may have a certain, level of feelings for him." I braced myself for when I made eye contact with him. He raised his hand and I immediately looked down. Right, I wasn't supposed to make eye contact with him. There was a beat before he lowered his hand and walked towards his desk.

"You should throw away those thoughts, those beliefs, those feelings. They're of no use for winners like us." He sat in his chair and went back to his papers. "But since you have yet to disappoint me," an obvious lie, "I will give you until school starts. Of course when I say end it, I don't mean just the romantic relationship, I mean the whole relationship. Understood?"

I nodded out of habit.

"I understand father," I spoke out of habit.

And I walked out of habit, like the coward that I am.

I walked to my room, opened and closed the door. I sat at my desk and I wanted to throw something. My entire brain went into overdrive.

What should I do? Should I just tell him? Explain everything to him?

Yes, go ahead and do that. That way Father can find out and have his way with him.

No, that's the last thing that I want.

Oh come on. That is exactly what you want.

I will murder you.

Go ahead. Not gonna do anything to me though.

I could hear his smug laugh and oh if he were a person, would I just- No. I can't do that, I'm supposed to be the better person.

More like the boring one. I mean hey, if you don't want to tell him, fine. I got another idea.

At this point I was desperate, so I asked for his help.

Break his heart.

My heart sank as I pictured Kuroko's frown, his tears, his pain. I shook my head as if it would shake away my thoughts. I was set on just telling him, but as he said, Father would find out and he would hurt him.
If it had to result in him being hurt, if it had to be because of me, then maybe I should be the one he should despise.

Oh how poetic.

Oh shut up. But it was true. Maybe that was the only option, maybe that was the only way...

~time passes~

So I decided to tell him everything. I decided it would be for the best. I would cut off my relationship with him, but I figured if I explained everything, maybe he'd understand?

How annoying.

I decided to ignore him. I was nervous. Would he understand? He would, he would. I'm sure he would.

You're already starting to doubt yourself. Get a grip.

It'll be fine. Everything will be fine.

"Sei-kun!"

Everything will be fine.

Wait-

"Ah Tetsuya." He spoke.

No, no that wasn't the plan, you're ruining the plan!

Shut up, I'm just doing what you couldn't.

You're right, I can't just break his heart.

"Akashi-kun... what is it?" He frowned a bit.

And if you don't, I will.

"What did you want to talk about?" I switched back with him. 'Just tell him,' I thought. 'All you have to do it tell him.'

"Tetsuya... I..." I paused.

He's right.

Of course I'm right.

No matter what I do, he'll get hurt. So what should I do?

Take my advise.

"I think we should stop."

Kuroko was about to speak, but I did what he would've done and cut him off, and broke his heart.

"Tetsuya, I know what you did." I could feel his heart drop.

"What did I do?" I turned so that I wouldn't have to face him, his tears, his sobs. It was surprisingly easy to just turn around and ignore everything until I felt a hand on my arm. I could feel myself about to shake.

Think it as it's for Tetsuya.

I tensed as I heard his name roll off of his tongue.

"What did I do Sei-kun?" I shook off his grip but he tried again. "Sei-ku-"

"Don't ever call me that." I growled, but of course it wasn't because of him. It's never because of Kuroko, it will never be because of Kuroko. I quickly walked away. I wanted to sprint away but I had to keep my composure. I needed to protect him at all cost.

By breaking his heart. Congratulations, you've earned a lifetime of regret.

I entered the car and I immediately let him take over. I felt sick and nauseated. I heard my phone ring and I heard him pick up.

"Why do you call me?" This unfamiliar voice answered, a voice so foreign to me despite it being my own. I could hear a sad chuckle on the other line.

"You're joking right?" At this point, I wanted to switch back, I wanted to apologize, to tell him how much he means to me. But all of this was interrupted by a booming sound of laughter that made me sink further into the depths of my mind.

"Tetsuya, you do know I do not joke around." I heard. I also heard a faint click. So he hung up.

Don't worry, he still loves you.

How can you be so sure?

Don't you remember what he said?

Right... I should move on and forget this feeling of regret. Because eventually...

He will come back to me...
He will come back to me...

A/n ok you may probably hate me but pls don't. This chapter was kinda weird. Idk. I was at a loss of ideas idek if I used that correctly. .•><•. Anywho thx for reading. Bye bye!

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