[The anger flashes in Akechi's face, lips pressing together into tight white line, brows knitting into a frustrated frown. Grinding his teeth together, he let's go of Akira and shoves himself off him, walking away. The urge to.. just break something is rising again.]

Then tell me. What the fuck you want?! I said I fucking don't know and I mean it. And you start pouting and acting like your feelings are offended like a child not getting his way.