Akashi had only a few friends in his high school considering the type of person he was. As a part of the famous middle school basketball team 'Generation of Miracles', he was only friends with the other members; Midorima Shintaro, Murasakibara Atsushi, Aomine Daiki, Kise Ryouta and Kuroko Tetsuya. He was on friendly terms with his Rakuzan teammates too- Mibuchi Reo, Hayama Kotaro and the others. And as their captain's wife, I was also quite acquainted with them.

It was Kuroko who called me first. I wasn't quite surprised as we used to be very good friends and I viewed the teal haired phantom sixth man like my brother.

"Konnichiwa [hello], Ena-san." Kuroko greeted me through the phone in his usual monotone voice.

"Konnichiwa, Kuroko-kun! How are you?" I asked smiling. But my wide smile fell as soon as I heard what he said next.

"I am good, Ena-san… I actually called you to let you know of some things I believe you should be aware of."

I frowned. "What is it, Kuroko-kun?"

"It's about Akashi-kun… I know it's going to be hard for you,” He took a deep breath. “but he is... He is planning to divorce you."

My heart suddenly stopped beating. I forgot how to breath as I processed his words in my brain.

"W-what are you t-talking about, K-Kuroko-kun?" I fumbled with my words pathetically as my voice wavered uncontrollably.

"Knowing the kind of person he is, I'm sure you were unaware of… all this. Akashi-kun implied something around that line at the reunion and when I confronted him about it… he confirmed it. Everyone of the Generation of Miracles knows it already."

I felt numb. There was no reason to not believe Kuroko. There was no reason to think that he was lying- he was not that type of person. Even though it was a matter of Akashi and me, it was quite believable that the Generation of Miracles got to know it first-hand. My hands turned cold as I felt the ground beneath my feet vanish.

I remained silent.

"I think you should talk to Akashi as soon as you can about this matter. I know you're not the type of girl Akashi-kun thinks you are. You are perfect for him, we all believe that. Just talk to him... honestly, okay?" Kuroko said calmly.

What does he mean by 'talk to him honestly'? "D-do you know what is it... about?" I asked warily.

"... I believe you should talk to him directly, Ena-san. After all, it's a matter between both of you. All I believe is that..." He trailed off.

"... what?" I asked.

"... that any of it is real, Ena-san. I know you are not that kind of person." His voice was calm and collected.

Then he hung up after bidding me goodbye.

I felt my head spinning as slumped down on my soft bed. What was Kuroko talking about? Any of what?

And above everything, why would Akashi do that? Why would he take such a decision without talking to me? He loves me, I know he does. And there were no hesitation or questions from my side either. I love him more than anything, more than my own life. He was everything to me. I could and would do anything to stay by his side for life after life. That's how much I loved him.

Then why would he do that?

Now that I think it, he had been coming home late for the last few weeks and talking to me less. I thought it was just pressure of works and studies. Now it looked like he was avoiding me all this time. He applied for college while I didn't all because I was happy with everything. For the first time I was content with my life.

Now all of a sudden, I could feel everything breaking apart.

'No.' I said to myself firmly. 'I won't let him do that. Whatever the reason, I'm sure there's some misunderstanding.'

But would he listen?

Suddenly I felt my blood turn cold and my limbs felt paralyzed. I knew Akashi better than anyone. He was not the type of person who could be convinced easily, even if it was me. He hardly swayed from his decision no matter what. He didn't like to be controlled either.

'What would I do?' That was the first helpless question appeared in my mind but unfortunately there was no answer. My mind was blank like an empty vessel. What was I supposed to do when I had no idea of all these things until now?

I looked around at our room emotionlessly. Mine and Akashi's. I felt an impending storm coming at us with full force.

And I didn't know what to do. I couldn't think of doing anything. So, I just sat there numb.

*** *** ***

I sat on the elegant L shaped maroon couch in the enormous living room waiting for Akashi to come home. It was already 9 pm. The maids came to me several times to ask if I needed anything. I think they felt something was wrong too.

Around approximately 10 pm, Akashi entered into the house. His face was unreadable and it didn't turn warm even when he saw me like it used to be. He spared me an emotionless glance and started walking past me loosening his tie along the way. That moment I felt something was definitely wrong. He always lets me untie his tie.

"Seijuro..." I called. My voice sounded pleading and desperate.

He halted in his tracks and turned around only to look at me in the eyes. His crimson hair was slightly disheveled, dark circles under his heterochromatic eyes, but his expression was harder and colder than ever. He looked exhausted.

"What is it?" He asked me coldly.

“…”

"I see. Looks like Kuroko finally told you."

I felt my legs wobbly and hardly kept me standing. There were so many things I wanted to ask him, but none of them came out of my mouth. "W-what are you s-saying, Seijuro..."

"There's no need to act innocent anymore, Ena. I've got all the proofs now. What's the point of acting dumb now?" His words pierced me like a shard of ice. “You and I are over.”

"Acting innocent? What do you mean by that? I AM INNOCENT!!" I screamed desperately. "Seijuro, don't do this. Whatever it is, it's a misunderstanding. I don't know what you know, but you're wrong!"

"I am wrong?" His voice was menacing. "I am wrong? You're the one who's been sleeping around and now you dare to call me 'wrong'? I am never wrong, Ena."

My whole world came crashing down in front of me. He did not just call me a... whore, did he? I thought numbly. "I have... no idea what are you talking a-about, Seijuro."

He laughed out aloud. It was not like those times when he used to laugh with me wholeheartedly, it was full of scorn and mockery. "Of course, you won't have any idea now. I can't believe I ever liked a lying machine like you."

His words were too much for me. "Will you at least tell me what have I done?!" I snapped.

He took a step towards me to come closer and looked down on me with those intimidating eyes. "Don't you dare to raise your voice against me. You may not have any class, but everyone here does."

His words slashed my heart like a leather whip lashed onto it. A feeling I was familiar with physically.

Suddenly he grabbed my wrist harshly and yanked me to his study room. His grip was tight, making as his nails dug deep into my skin. It hurt. Very much. He threw me to the side harshly as he strode toward his big wooden study table. He yanked open a drawer and took out a black file. Then he threw it at me and it fell in front of my feet.

"W-what is it?" I whimpered.

"See for yourself."

I slowly leaned down and took the file with shaky hands. No sooner had I opened it, I regretted it. I stood thundered on my spot.

There were pictures. Pictures of me kissing a guy in the most intimate way. I was so disgusted by seeing one picture that couldn't even take a glimpse at the others. The pictures looked real, but I couldn't even remember or think of doing something like this. I don't even know that guy for Pete's sake. One thing I can tell for sure that I had been framed.

"I don't know when these are taken and I don't even know when this happened. I don't even saw this guy's face in my entire life let alone doing... these. I have been framed, Seijuro. You've got to believe me." Tears rolled down my cheeks finally.

He listened to me. He listened to me as I rambled and defended myself. But by the look of his inscrutable face I could tell that I couldn't even left a scratch on his decision. It seemed like he was just waiting for me to finish and get this over with without even considering my statement.

He had already taken his decision.

But I still begged, begged and cried abandoning my last piece of self esteem.

"I don't believe a single word that's coming out of your mouth. Why should I when I have all the proofs in front of me? Do you take me for a fool? These are real, Ena, the source of the information made sure of it. I didn't take this decision in one day. I wanted to believe you, Ena, but you gave me no reason to." He came towards me. I tried to touch him, but he moved away.

"S-seijuro, you've got to believe me. I-I didn't c-cheat on you." I sobbed and begged. I reached out to him but he moved away again.

"Yes, you did." His voice was void of all emotions. "I didn't want to believe all the things Naoko said to me, but in the end she was right."

"OH, NAOKO!!" I yelled in frustration. "You're gonna believe her over me now?! She's lying, can't you see that? She's has been in love with you since first year and now she's just jealous!"

"There's no need to blame her as I know who's lying here. And what would she be jealous of? You married me for money after all."

I choked. "W-what?"

"You're so good at acting, aren't you Ena? You're a greedy little thing just like your pathetic mother who sold you for money. You deceived me."

"Don't you dare to talk like that about me!" I screamed. My face was red with anger, frustration and desperation.

"Don't order me around." He warned me coldly as he again went toward his table. He took out a paper and shoved it in my hand. I looked at it, trembling. What was it this time?

It was a transaction report stating that I transferred over seventy million yen from his bank account to my account in the last two months without his permission.

"THESE ARE ALL LIES, SEIJURO! I DID NO SUCH THING!!" I screamed out of my lungs as I threw the papers aside hoping that they would just disappear.

"I should have listened to my father. I never should have been deceived by a gold digger and lying slut like you." His voice was filled with menace and disgust.

I looked at him with blurry vision and tear stained cheeks. My legs were getting weaker by each second.

'He thinks he should have listened to his father.

He thinks I lied to him.

He thinks I cheated on him.

He thinks I slept around with other men.

He thinks I am a slut.

He thinks I betrayed him.

He thinks whatever Naoko said was true.

He thinks I wanted his money.

He thinks I deceived him.

He insulted me.'

Realization dawned upon me as I stared at him.

He didn't trust me. He never did in the first place. Otherwise, he would have believed me. He would have believed me no matter what the others said.

He never trusted me from the very beginning.

"So, you think I am the one lying here?" I stopped crying as something inside my brain snapped. I couldn't take this anymore. "You believe these ridiculous photos over me. You believe Naoko of all people. You believe this... These papers that hold nothing but lie. Tell me, did you ever have any trust on me in the first place?!"

"Now you're going to make me the bad guy when you're the one to blame here? Father was right. Classless lowlifes like you are always looking for opportunities. Your mother is a walking, living proof after all." He spat out.

He did not just said that! Now I am not going to be responsible whatever comes out of my mouth.

"Oh, your hypocrite boastful of a father!" I yelled and his eyes turned colder than ice if that's possible. "You think he cares about you? No, sorry to break it to you, but he doesn't. He. Never. Did." I uttered each syllable clearly. “You and your pathetic daddy issues, son of a bitch!”

His expression turned furious. He looked like a ferocious, fuming lion ready to pounce on me any time. A cold shiver ran down my spines. His eyes were looking like a murderer right now.

I just hit his nerve.

He strode toward me with slow steps like a predator follows it's victim stealthily. My heart started beating so fast that for a moment I thought it would come out of my ribcage.

“Call me whatever you want but don't you dare insult my mother.” His voice was threatening yet strangely hurt. “Take it back, Ena.”

If it was any other time, such a thing would never even come out of my mouth in the first place. Never. I knew it was his only weak spot.

But such rational thinking left my mind long ago. I was controlled by the intense rage and resentment towards this red haired man in front of me. I wasn't even seeing anything properly.

“You son of a bitch.”

Before I could assume what happened, my eyes that were glued on Akashi, saw him approaching me slowly. As I saw him raising his hand in the air, suddenly pieces of my dark past came rushing into my mind in full force.

Past- which I never remembered during the last two years. The bone chilling fear that I once was a part of me years ago suddenly overwhelmed my whole being, making me let out a horrified scream and I fell on the floor.

Sprawled on the floor, I stared at him absolutely terrified. Akashi's one hand was raised mid air while his expression was slightly astonished, wide eyed. When he saw me staring at him unblinking and he realized what he was about to do. His hand slowly lowered down but his expression changed back to its unfathomable façade.

'He was going to hit me.'

I saw nothing but black and nothingness in front of me.

I stared downwards as traumatic memories of my dark past came rushing into my mind subconsciously. Nightmares that still haunted me in my sleep. All of them turned to reality. The person I loved the most, the man I loved, brought back all the haunting, terrible memories I wanted escape from every single day. My eyesight came back to me, but it was still hazy and my head was still dizzy. A strong wave of nausea hit me with full force.

But I needed to assure something. I slowly raised my head to look at him in front of me standing. My vision again became blurry with tears as I saw no emotion in his face. There was no remorse, no regret. But there was one thing I liked. There was no pity for me either. His heterochromatic eyes were merciless as they hinted no sign of benignity. He had done what he wanted to do, no pathetic pity or sympathy held him back. They never did. He was that type of man. The man I fell in love with.

But could I really love him after this? Do I really? He crossed a line. I begged and begged and he remained immovable. No tears of mine made him realize his wrongdoing as he stood strongly with his wrong decision.

He crossed a line today.

He destroyed something in my mind and that was my love and respect for him.

He tossed away my dignity, disrespected me in the worst possible way.

Could I really love him after all this?

Then I realized something. If he was standing by his decision, then I will stand with my last bit of dignity. I won't let him throw me away. I am the one who's going to throw him away. No matter how much I loved him.

I slowly stood up from my position by leaning against the wall. My head was not bleeding, which was a good sign, but I felt a bump behind my head where I hit the wall.

"Where's the divorce paper?" I asked him emotionlessly. I couldn't feel any limbs of my body. They worked on their own when I found myself walking toward him.

He stood immovable for a second and stared at me with those venomous, cold eyes that penetrated my soul and ripped me apart.

'He didn't love me. He doesn't love me. He doesn't, he doesn't...' a small voice inside me kept chanting.

He sauntered towards his table with me following behind him numbly. He gave me the divorce papers from his drawers. So, he got it all ready all this time. I just looked at the papers for a second as I felt no need to read it through. But I still wanted to ask him something before I signed and end this.

"Why did I have to hear all this from Kuroko? Why didn't you tell me all this on your own? If he didn't tell me then I wouldn't have known all this." I asked him.

"You think he told you all this because he sympathized you?" He said me tauntingly and I didn't like it. I didn't like it one bit. "He told you all this because I ordered him so and my orders are absolute. There's no other way. Everything has happened according to my wish, just like I planned. You were just a mistake, Ena. And Kuroko didn't act on his own."

'You're a mistake... I was a mistake. Mistake, mistake, just a mistake...' That small voice inside me didn't stop.

I felt another pang in my heart. So, Kuroko told me all this because Seijuro told him to. He didn't feel the need to tell me on his own.

"Oh," That's all that came out of my mouth before I signed the papers.

Everything was over now.

"Now get out. I can't even stand the sight of you in front of me." He ordered.

I looked at him wide eyed at his intense harshness. He didn't even want to give me time to pack my things. He wanted to kick me out of this house right now, at this very moment.

"And let me remind you one thing as you didn't read the paper. You're not getting any money out of this divorce. Not even a single penny. And there's no other way as you already signed it and won't even be able to hire a lawyer. I won't let your plan be a success."

I stood frozen upon hearing his words. "Why didn't you just kill me already?"

"No, Ena, I am not that merciful." He said venomously.

“Don't utter my name anymore. Never ever.”

“I don't intend to.”

I closed my eyes and saw my whole life playing in front of me like a cinematic experience. I thought people only see this at the last moment of their lives; when they're on the verge of their death, they see their whole life flash in front of them. Was my life already over?

My mother sold me away to a complete psycho. I was in a living hell. I endured every torture everyday without giving up for a second. Then I met Seijuro.

He made me able to dream again.

He made me feel alive again.

He caught me in my darkest of times.

He saved me.

And I was willing to abandon everything for him. I disregarded his father's opinion about me and ended up marrying him.

From only Ena, I became Akashi Ena.

I tolerated his father's insult everyday and burnt my dignity into ashes. I fought with various people for my love. I tolerated all those dirty, skeptical looks, all those taunting remarks from his friends and relatives. I abandoned my chances of higher education just to start a life with him. I devoted my life and soul to him.

Everything I did was for nothing. Nothing. The way our relationship destroyed... It was far beyond repairing.

I opened my eyes. I took my one last look at him. His perfect face was emotionless and cold. The face I fell for. His heterochromatic eyes were hard and cruel. The eyes that took my breath away. His crimson hair slightly disheveled. The hair that I liked to mess up. His stance was intimidating and unfathomable. The personality that I fell in love with.

'No one. No one. He became a no one to me the moment he lost his trust in me when there was no reason to. No one, no one...' that small voice again.

I turned around and went toward the French door of the study. The moment I was about to get out of the room, I heard him speak.

"Isn't it ironic? You returned where you came from. You became the same girl with no name... No title, no respect. And this is where you belong, this is what you deserve."

This time I didn't cry. He told me the truth after all. I was a girl with no name, no title, no respect. I was going back where I came from. I am not Akashi Ena anymore. Maybe I never was.

I didn't say anything as I slowly got out of the room. Then avoiding all the maids' and butlers' questioning glances, I got out of the enormous Akashi residence once and for all.

Once I was on the streets I started walking aimlessly. Everything around me felt blank. All of my senses were numb as I couldn't even feel the east cold wind on my pale skin. My soul seemed to leave my body as I moved lifelessly. After three or four hours, I found myself in front of an unknown busy street with aching legs. Then revelation hit me harder than ever.

Where would I go now?

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A/N: NOW, how did you like it?? *wiggles eyebrows* lmao.

Even though it was the most cliche chapter and really hard for me to write since I never wrote this type of things... I quite enjoyed it. And I felt a really twisted, sadistic happiness.

Edited.

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By my leave~