Witch's thoughts: hey there! this is my forst story from KnB, even thought I had this idea for a long time. hope you will like it, because I plan to write some more about this couple, for example what exactly happened ;D would you like that :)?

as usual, comments are love. those who've read my other stories know that I really like to complicate the characters' lives and focus on relationships and emotions, but I think that a little smut is great too :) just tell me if you want it, okay?

have fun reading~

This had to go all wrong.

Things hung up not so badly until the first half, but he just knew it would be even harder from now on. Kise was tired and even if he didn't want to admit it himself, he knew. As the captain, he had to know these things and he certainly knew as hell, when his players had their worse days. Not that Kise had one, he was just trying hard. Very hard. Almost too hard.

But he had to. They all had to if they wanted, needed to win. There was so much pressure on the court, so much cheering and whistles from fans of the opposite team and it always prayed on players' minds. That was why Kasamatsu allowed Kise to step out for a little while, before the second half started. Just for a moment, to clear his thoughts, because he sure looked like he needed it. And everything would go just fine, if Kasamatsu ignored his bad feeling and didn't follow Kise.

After talking with that blue haired ex-partner, who Kasamatsu remembered, but couldn't recollect his name, Kise was standing alone, staring down the wall. It was nearly time to go back and Yukio was seconds from leaving his hideout in the shadow of the nearby wall, when another candidate for a talk appeared.

His black uniform made Kasamatsu grind his teeth in unexplained anger. He knew that Touou was good, they were indeed very good, but the hell, they were good too. There were little differences between them as teams, but at the same time, they were far apart when it came to their aces. But in what way? He could just assume. But the way that Aomine leaned towards Kise was undeniably nasty. No wonder that Kise slouched, listening to what the other member of Kiseki no Sedai was whispering to him.

Kasamatsu had a bad feeling about that too. More so, when Kise paled violently and swayed on the railing. He stepped firmly forward.

"Oi, Kise!" he called, ignoring an angry grunt from Aomine, when he came closer "The second half starts soon, we should go now."

"Kasamatsu, right?" Aomine smiled like just he could, broadly and predatorily "Let's have a good match, eh?"

Nodding, Kasamatsu was observing Kise. His head hanging low, eyes covered with hair so that the other couldn't make out the face the model had. But he was very pale and didn't look as good, as he usually did before the match.

"Let's go Kise." Aomine purred and the blonde twitched in surprise. To Kasamatsu it was so wrong that he frowned.

With Aomine gone, Yukio tried to fish out the problem that was bothering his younger player, but Kise only smiled, shrugged the matter and jogged to the locker room, just to joke around like he usually did. Not knowing what to think about the incident, the captain dismissed the matter. Temporarily. Until the match ended.

/

Kise was behaving strange. After going all out in the match and losing nonetheless, he was dead tired. And even so, having experienced a defeat as painful as this one, Kasamatsu knew very well how Kise felt. But that didn't explain his strange behaviour.

"Captain." One of the players touched his arm. "I'm worried about Kise… did you see..?"

"Yeah" he answered, knowing what the other meant. The blonde prodigy was unusually calm and quiet, covered in sweat like all of them, but his golden eyes were unfocused and cold like a terrier's. And he was mumbling to himself.

"Hey… you alright, Kise?"

"Ahh, sorry, sorry!" first year jumped from his bench with sunny smile and cheerful voice. "I'm a bit tired though and was wondering that we should quickly go home, shouldn't we? The loss is terrible, but it's just a match, right?"

They didn't believe him, no one did. Besides, Kasamatsu knew him too well, that type who never lost was the worse. Despite that, the rest of the team left Kise when they went home, just like the captain ordered. And they thought about them no more that day.

But Kasamatsu returned to the locker room. It was dark and quiet and he was sure no one was there. Was he wrong? But no, he found Kise, supporting his back on the wall, just in a different corridor. Now, tears were running down his pale, tensed face.

"Senpai..? what are you..?"

"You are not feeling well, Kise." Kasamatsu stated, roughly grabbing the other by the arm. "I'm taking you home."

/

Kise woke up, when a ray of sun lied on his eyes. He stretched delightfully in the in the bedding, for a moment feeling happy and relaxed. The day was beginning to be beautiful, the birds chirping through the open window. Ryouta smiled, with his eyes still closed. What luck it was Sunday today! He still got time to settle his things with school, maybe even got some free time? what should he do to spend it today? Maybe basket…

Memories flooded his unsuspicious mind like a swarm of buzzing bees, making him violently open his eyes and jump to sitting position. Covering his face with hands, Kise tried to control a sudden feeling of depression. What a bad memory!

From the side, he heard a grunt and a sound of soft breathing. Staying still in even more sudden feeling of panic, Kise turned left. Then paled, turning a little blue.

Kasamatsu-senpai was laying on his right side, sleeping soundly and completely ignoring a chaos that erupted in Kise's mind. To blonde's horror, his captain was shirtless and – apparently – naked under the covers, sleeping in close vicinity to the other. Which meant God knew what and Kise wasn't in the right state of mind to ponder about that. Fighting with a paralysis that overtook his body from shock, he quietly got out of the bed, looking for his clothes. Blushed, when they were found in various parts of the room, creased and one even torn. Getting dressed quickly, Kise watched his senpai's face in fear not to wake him up. He didn't know what he would do if Kasamatsu senpai was awake. Maybe burnt down from shame?

Kise didn't want to know what would happen. Quietly and carefully, he escaped.