I stole the captain's Scissors

Sorrow Sympathy and Seijuro.

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Pretend the coffee is not in the picture, you will see soon and understand k. Now go read or something.
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"Oh, that was Kenta," replied looking up at his passive eyes glaring down at me.

"And what is he to you?" He didn't drop his stare. His glance made me sweat a little of nervousness.

"Uh, he's a close friend... More like a brother though," I slightly smiled.

"And what were you doing with him?" I felt as if the air was getting thicker as he spoke.

"J-just getting some lunch," I swallowed trying to breathe at the same time causing me to choke a little. "Is it hot in here?" I slightly laughed.

"You can't have lunch with him anymore," he spoke without hesitation looking down dominantly at me.

"What! This isn't fair, this is some of the only freedom I get!" My voice was shaky, but the words were true. I looked away from Akashi, my bottom lip quivering and at any moment I could cry.

"You will be eating lunch with me instead."

"Even worse!" I looked into his different colored orbs and felt a tear go down my cheek. "You can't just take him away from me," I sniffled then wiped the tear away. There was not the slightest bit of sympathy in his face.

"I can do whatever I please, see you soon Akumu," he turned and left leaving me in the middle of the hallway. Luckly, everyone had left so we didn't cause a scene, in fact, I was late to class because of this.

I felt a pain in my chest and tears welled up. They went down my face and I stood looking at the ground then caught a glimpse of myself in a nearby window. My eyes were red and swollen and I looked like I just witnessed my OTP die. (me) I can't go to class like this!

I quickly walked to the bathroom and went into a stall that was the farthest one closest to the wall and sat on the cold ground.

How do I tell Kenta?

Do I really have to stop eating lunch with him?

I don't have to follow Akashi's rules...

Yes I do, I don't want to be punished!

But maybe Kenta's friendship is worth it.

But Akashi can do horrible things.

Kenta has been my friend forever, though, and I will only be able to see him at lunch.

But if I disobey Akashi I won't be able to see him ever again probably...

A waterfall flowed down my cheeks and I felt hopeless sitting on the gross tile floor of the bathroom. I slowly got up and wiped the tears. I have to get out of here...

I left the bathroom and headed to the nurse.

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"Get well soon!" The nurse called out to me as I walked out of her office waving with the slightest smile but still pelt pain.

I was easily able to convince the nurse I just threw up and I needed to go home. I wasn't actually sick, although, I was sick of Akashi controlling me.

She offered to call someone to take me home but I rejected. I left the school doors and tried to calm my nerves taking a deep breath.

It was cold outside and I felt the breeze on my cold hands. I couldn't go home, nor go to Akashi's house , so I sat on a bench outside the school. I put my headphones on needing some kind of entertainment. Soon, my body lay sprawled out across the cold, metal bench. My eyes became heavy and I couldn't keep them open so I closed them.

Kenta... I'm sorry.

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My eyes opened when I felt myself being lifted by strong arms. Red hair...

"Put me down!" I struggled trying to move but he just carried me bridal style.

"You are going to catch a cold, why didn't you come to class?" He didn't bother to look at me and kept walking and I stopped struggling.

"I felt sick, so I left..." I lied.

"You are a horrible liar, you should've told me so I could've taken you back. Now you probably are sick with a cold," I saw his breath when he spoke because of the cold temperature. Does he actually have sympathy for me?

"I am not..." I looked off to the side. My nose tickled and I let out a small sneeze then rolled my eyes. Why.

"Yes, you are. I will skip school tomorrow and stay with you," My eyes widened. Akashi... nice?

"Why would y-"

"It's not like I'm learning anything new in school anyways," he interrupted my words.

I let out a soft sneeze and then I looked to see we were in his driveway. The maids opened the door for us and welcomed Akashi home. He nodded then carried me to my room setting me on the soft bed.

He put the warm blanket over my cold body then turned away to leave.

"Akashi, wait."

He turned to me stopping in his place.

"Thank you," I didn't make eyes contact and looked at a painting instead.

There was silence for about twenty seconds until I finally got a response.

"Must I remind you that I just took away your freedom, yet you thank me." I looked back at him to see a smirk on his face.

My gratitude towards him automatically disappeared into anger.

Nope nope nope. Akashi Seijuro is anything but nice.