Before, After, and Now Part 1 (Akashi x Reader)

The way you met Akashi Seijuro was insanely cliche, in your opinion.

As the president of the Music Club in Teiko Middle School, you were obligated to stay after school and practice your piano skills in order to set an example. Not to mention the fact that the school festival is coming up and the staff is looking forward to your performance. You weren't sure if you wanted to play a difficult song that'll impress everybody or an emotional song that would touch the hearts of many.

In the meantime, you played your favorite song, River Flows in You by Yiruma. It was a simple, yet enchanting song. As a child, your mother would play this to you until you fell asleep. She said that this song will bring the people you love together. She also said that this song will be the roadway to your loved one.

You smile to yourself. You were most certainly not a fan of anything cliche. It's not like some guy was to appear when you play the song. That only happens in Korean dramas and sappy romantic movies.

Taking a deep breath, you position your hands in preperation for the song.

"One, two..."

And you played. The majestic sounds of the Steinway & Son's grand piano penetrated the spacious room, allowing the room to radiate a magical feeling of bliss. Which each note came a new emotion; sadness? Happiness? Satisfaction? The song was enough to overtake your senses completely, playing the song, not with your hands, but with your emotions.

Until you heard a violin.

You open your eyes immediately, messing up the tempo slightly. You scan the room in search of the violinist and when you found him, your breath was taken away. While you played, the violinist would simply follow along, replicating the same emotions. Your eyes couldn't look away from the enchanting view of the red head violinist lifting his bow and playing. At that moment, if almost felt like looking at a musical angel. You felt yourself succumb to the violinist's beauty.

His crimson red hair danced with the wind and his fingers elegantly slid up and down the violin, creating a beautiful sound. His innocent white Teiko uniform contrasted with his bright red hair. You were completely enticed by his performance and his sight. The way his face would scrunch up a bit when the song went to its' climax and the way his eyes would close, playing with only emotions like you, overwhelmed you.

Then the worst thing happened; the song ended. The red haired violinst lifted his bow after the final note and the sight was beautiful enough to put in an Italian Rennaissance museum. He opened his eyes and looked at you, smiling angelically.

"That was beautiful playing, (L/n)-san." His voice mimicked his smile.

"T-Thank you. How do you know my name?" You asked, standing up. The mysterious man shifted the violin and bow into one hand, offering a handshake.

"Everybody knows of you, (L/n) (F/n)-san." You walk towards him and accepted his handshake. Just from shaking his hand, you could tell that he was an expert in violin. Many years of training and mastering shaped his hand to be accustomed to the beautiful instrument.

"Thank you, may I ask for your name?" Your (e/c) eyes locked with his ruby red eyes, seeing his passion for music in them.

"My name is Akashi Seijuro."

"Akashi Seijuro? The Akashi Seijuro?" You widen your eyes. This man is the leader of everything. A master in music, the president, the vice captain of the basketball team, and the top of his grade! The taller man chuckles in response.

"It's finally nice to meet you, _-san." He takes your right hand and brings it up to his lips, kissing the tip of your fingers. You blush in response.

"It's nice to meet you, too, Akashi-san."

This song will be the roadway to your love.

***

Over the next few weeks and later months, your relationship with Akashi grew. You both ended up performing the song together at the School Festival, which brought the attention of many scouts and people there. As so the students say, your performance with Akashi was once in a lifetime. It was beautiful, elegant, and simply romantic. Speaking of that performance...

"Next up is our all time favorite, the Princess of Piano, (L/n) (F/n)!" Said the announcer, causing the whole crowd to explode in cheers.

"You go, (L/n)!"

"Make the Music Club proud, (F/n)-chan!"

You giggle as you step on stage. Your hair was put into a loose curl bun that matched your make up. In addition, you wore a modest, but mesmerizing, long white dress and short white heels to match. At that moment, you really felt like a princess. Everyone in the crowd couldn't take their eyes away from you.

Although, instead of heading straight to the piano, you walked towards the announcer. After a brief conversation with him, he nodded and looked back at the audience.

"We have a special treat for you guys!" The annnouncer announces, making the crowd look at each other in confusion. You smile to yourself and walked towards the piano, getting the bench ready. "Our stunning princess isn't performing alone! Sharing the stage with our beautiful princess is the one and only..."

Akashi Seijuro steps on stage wearing an expensive looking white tuxedo that matched yours. The crowd gasps, some even standing up.

"Akashi Seijuro!" The announcer reveals, with all the power in his voice.

"Akashi???"

Akashicchi??"

The colorful basketball team gets on their feet and stare in awe as they see their vice captain standing on stage.

The mature red head ignored them and walked towards you. You blush, not expecting Akashi to look this good on stage. You both shake hands and he ends up holding it, facing the audience. You follow suit and both bow. The audience claps again.

Akashi standing beside you, he positions his hands and the bow on the violin while you position your hands. After a single glance, you look at your instrument.

"One, two..."

And play.

~

The raising of you and Akashi's hands signalled the end of the song, as well as the eruption of the crowd. Some were in tears while some were too shocked to react. You look at Akashi and the sweat glistening on his face, making him look more beautiful than ever. You smile and he smiles back.

You stand up and hold his hand, smiling at him once again.

"You're crying, (L/n)-san." Akashi takes a handkercheif from his breast pocket and wipes it on your face.

"I am...?" You touch your face and smile. "Ahaha... I didn't even notice."

"You're so beautiful, (L/n)-chan." You widen your eyes as you saw the taller man leaning towards you.

That's when you felt something on your lips and Akashi's face directly in front of you. You were too stunned to react. Akashi was... kissing you?

The crowd became quiet and the silence lingered for a while.

After a good minute, Akashi pulls back and smirks at you. You had the most surprised look on your face. You brought your hand up to touch your lips.

The crowd cheers again.

"Finally, Akashicchi!"

"You go, Akashi!!"

You looked at Akashi, seeing a hint of red on his face as he tries his best not to smile.

***

That performance was almost a month ago. Ever since that performance, many girls would come up to tell you how lucky to have Akashi was a boyfriend.

Which was completely wrong.

Akashi never asked you out and you never asked him out. You both eventually became best friends; cheering for him in his games, making lunch for him, eating lunch with him, attending basketball practice to see him more.

"Akashi-kun, you're girlfriend is here." The phantom sixth man said to Akashi. Akashi simply gave him a look.

"She's not my girlfriend..." He walks towards you. "Yet."

"Ehh? You guys aren't dating? Maybe I'll go for (L/n)cchi~" Kise teases, earning a death glare from Akashi. "I was kidding!"

You chuckle when you see everybody argue and have fun amongst each other. Just seeing Akashi smiling was enough for you, if that wasn't already greedy enough. While thinking about Akashi's smile, he suddenly appeared before you.

"Welcome, (L/n)-chan." He smiles at you and you smile back.

"Hi, Akashi-kun."

"Ah, that's right. I wanted to talk to you, (L/n)-chan. Are you busy right now?" You shake your head.

"No, what's up?" What was he going to ask?

"Let's go somewhere private."

~

You guys were in Teiko's extensive garden where you leaned against a tree.

"Something up?"

In that instance, Akashi gripped your arm and pulled you towards him, kissing you passionately. You widen your eyes.

Another kiss??

Slowly, you kiss back and he holds you tighter in his body frame. After a moment, he pulls back and his soft eyes look at yours. His eyes were so mesmerizing, you couldn't look away. It was like a spell has been casted by a perfect wizard.

"That was rather rude of me, but I'm sure you've guessed already, (L/n)-chan. I love you." He confesses, not looking away. You blush harder and he chuckles. "From your response, can it be safe to assume that feel the same?"

You nod, still not looking away from his eyes.

"I-I love you, Akashi-kun."

"Seijuro. Call me Seijuro from now on."

***

From that day on, (L/n) (F/n) and Akashi Seijuro became the power couple of Teiko Middle School. You both did everything together without exagerating their relationship. Affection was minimum in public, but every single basketball win, you recieved a long make out session with Akashi in front of everybody. It became a tradition for Akashi and you, which embarasses you so much, but you never complained.

Akashi's father was 100% okay with you because, like Seijuro, you were one of the tops and a great pianist. Your father was more than okay with Akashi. Since you both recieved good remarks from each other's parents, your relationship went smoothly. Of course like every relationsip, comes a few bumpy roads, but you both solved it together.

And as cliche this may sound, you both had one of those couples necklace. You both promised each other that no matter what can come between you guys, you both would never hate each other. Even if push comes to shove, the memories created between you both would never fade now and for eternity. Akashi wore his around his neck everywhere he went, but kept it in his wallet during matches so he doesn't drop it. You wore it as a necklace everywhere you went, especially during piano recitals and performances.

You both were inseperable.

That is, until a letter appeared at your home.

~

"Seijuro!!" Right in the middle of practice, you ran towards said man and leaped into his arms. He was rather shocked about it, patting your head.

"Are you okay, (F/n)?" He asked with concern. All the basketballs dropped and the Generation of Miricles and Nijimura crowded around you.

"I... I got accepted, but I don't know if I should take it..."

"You got accepted, (F/n)?" He pulls you back and kisses you. "Take it."

"B-But..." Tears overwhelmed your eyes and Akashi wiped them away.

"This is your dream, right? Go take it. Just remember that you're mine."

"What's going on?" The dark skinned player, Aomine Daiki, asked
.
"I applied for this prestigious music school back as a first year and got accepted!" You smile, wiping away your tears. "The thing is..."

"It's in Germany." Akashi finished. The players became silent.

"So you're leaving us, (L/n)cchi?" Kise asked, hurt.

You glance at Akashi and he nods.

"I'm going to take it."

***

You lace your fingers with Akashi's hands and cry.

"Don't cry, (F/n). Just because you're leaving to Germany doesn't mean we're not going to stay the same. I love you and only you, so don't cry." Akashi comforted. You nod.

"But I won't be with you, next to you..." The very thought made you cry again.

"Just promise me you won't choose some European guy over me." his voice became serious. You nod.

"I promise, Seijuro. With all my heart. I promise."

"We'll Skype and talk over the phone. So I'm not gone from you just yet."

You smile. He always knew how to make you smile.

"I love you, Seijuro."

"I love you, too, (F/n)."

With that, you guys shared one last kiss before boarding the plane to Germany.

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That was before. You look out the window of your fancy dorm, crying. You were beginning to regret your decision to go here. The time Seijuro needed you most, you left. You clench your fist and hit the window, crying non stop.

"I'm sorry, Seijuro..." You cried and apologized endlessly, each one not reaching your boyfriend at all.

You glance at your laptop and phone, waiting for a phone call or video call that was never going to come.