♛ The Lonely King ♚ (Kuroko no Basuke FanFic - Akashi Seijuuro)

Epilogue

[[ A little Author's note first: Sorry if I updated after like... uhm... months or so. I really didn't want to end this story and I wasn't able to bear the thought of completing a story I loved so much and was acknowledged by other people even if it's kind of messy. It's a great thanks to every one of you that I want to try harder in every chapter I make. I'm trying to get better on my skills even if it's just a little bit. I'm not that smart and I'm not a very good author like the other fanfic authors who are very well known by almost every otaku on wattpad. And I'm also sorry because I also has feels for this story. When I re-read the last chapter after forgetting this story for a long time, I was screaming at myself. Asking myself what the hell did I do with this story and why did I even make a story as sad as this. I mean, it's not very much heart breaking like the other stories which has a lots of twists and dramas but yeah, I can't type the epilogue since I don't want to break my heart or make myself cry because of my own story. Haha. And also, another story of mine ended already and I just really can't accept the thought that everything has an end and I need to make a new story that the readers would love again or else, I'm just gonna be back to being ordinary. This is somewhat my life. I've met many people and has learned new things. So it was very hard for me to end my very first fanfic. Ehehe. Wait. I said a little author's note. It turned out like, more than 300 words. I'm sorry. I'm veeeery sorry. I'll start the epilogue now. ]]

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"Narumiko-san." Kuroko's soft voice called out to the mocha haired girl, curled up on the clinic's bed and her back facing him. She didn't move nor opened her eyes, just waited for Kuroko to speak again as the rain drops fall outside.

The bluenette sighed and took a seat beside her bed. While arranging her blanket, he whispered, "What are you going to do?"

She finally opened her tired eyes, wondering about what the guy had said. When she clutched her blanket closer, Kuroko understood that she didn't quite catch what he was saying.

"About Akashi-kun." He finished, saying his name in the softest way possible in order to avoid pinching some of her wounds.

"I..." She started, trying to think of an excuse. Just something so that she would be able to pretend that she was strong. That she can handle it and she's just fine with their current situation. But she was not able to. She curled up even more and tried to suppress her cry.

"Kuroko, I don't... know." Choking on the last syllable, she wasn't able to hold back all the pain trying to crush her inside anymore. Tears streamed down her face. Tears that she has kept unseen by anyone for way too long. This was the time when she can just be true to herself and stop pretending.

She cried, not being able to do anything but to wail about it. She felt pathetic, which is how she really is at the moment. Crying, being weak, and doing nothing that can even fix a single thing about her relationship with Akashi. More like, not being able to do anything that could fix something about their relationship. So now, she's done trying just because of the reasons that she's afraid of hurting, getting wounded, and bleeding after trying to fix it. She's done of being left alone with no one there to help her gather her own self back to normal.

She's had enough, she said. She'll stop trying, she said.

But in the end, "I still love him." was what she really is thinking about.

Letting go was never really that easy. Nobody said it was. It wasn't easy whenever she sees him around, trying to smile, acting like she's living her life out. Pretending that it doesn't matter anymore. Pretending she doesn't feel anything. Pretending it was all just nothing.

Pretending she didn't love him. Just like the way he is to her.

And now she's being vulnerable, feeling cold inside and out. Weak. Not knowing where to place her feet where she can be able to steady herself and take some steps forward for her to leave it all behind and move on.