It's my first Kuroko no Basket fanfic so it might not be that good, but I hope you enjoy reading it anyways :)

CHAPTER 1 : AOMINE X READER (TELL HIM)

- Have you ever wondered where we'll be, 20 years from now? -

It really wasn't an unfamiliar sight for you, seeing a lazy figure lying at the rooftop. It was such a beautiful day, yet to him there wasn't anything else better to do than sleep. What's worse was he had an adult magazine covering his face to shield himself from the sun. You felt a sigh escape your lips at the sight of the explicit pictures on the front cover, and your head shaking in disapproval before walking towards him.

"Hey!" You grabbed the magazine away from his face and threw that thing somewhere far away, before giving him a good whack. "Wake up!"

What lay before you was a tan skinned male, with his dark blue hair tousled and messy, probably due to the fact he was sleeping so soundly. He had his usual frown plastered on his face, and the creases between his brows were even deeper today seeing how someone dared awake him.

Him. The great Aomine Daiki.

"(Y/N)." He groaned and dismissed you with his hand. "Go away."

You were glad he had his eyes closed, or he would've seen the light shade of red coating your cheeks. You love the way he calls your name, seeing how long it took for him to even remember it. Now, hearing it from him always makes your heart skip a beat even though he never ever says it with a pleasant tone.

"Momoi-san is looking for you, Ao-chan." You crossed your arms and towered above him with superiority.

"Hnn.."

"I can't believe you're skipping practice again."

"It's unnecessary, a waste of time." He mumbled.

"Not if The Interhigh is coming." You clicked your tongue, "What if you really lose to Kuroko-san and Kagami-san? Seirin seems pretty strong."

You clenched your teeth, waiting for him to glare at you for suggesting the idea of him losing. Not to mention that basketball was the given subject, the one thing he will never lose at.

But he only eyed you lazily before turning to his other side, "The only one who can-"

"Beat you is you." You rolled your eyes, interrupting him for the nth time. "I know I know. You've said that like a million times."

"Then go tell Satsuki to give it a rest." His words came out with a hint of irritation. "And you, go home."

You sighed and plopped down by his side, giving up on making Touou's basketball ace budge. It just wasn't going to happen anytime soon. He had his back to you, and you realised just how tall he is now. It seemed like a decade had passed since you both met for the first time and you couldn't help but wonder, where did all that time go?

-Will we be happy? -

"Ne, Ao-chan," You prod him gently; "Do you remember when we met?"

He remained silent, ignoring you so that you'll eventually stop bothering him. But you were too persistent for that, and you're used to him acting like a wall anyways.

"Hellooo? Earth to Ao-chan!" You raised your voice slightly near his ear and nudged him a little harder. "Anybody homeee?"

"Middle school," He grunted, swatting your face away from his ear before continuing, "Basketball tournament at Teiko."

"Bingo." You giggled while clapping your hands. "You remembered!"

"Who wouldn't if you kept reminding them every day?"

"Don't be mean, Ao-chan." You pouted.

All those years ago, among all the players present, you only remembered him. The way he played in the court instantly caught your attention even though you could barely keep up with his fast pace. You couldn't tear your eyes away even for a second; afraid that you might miss an important moment. There was something about him.

He had passion for basketball. Something he lost down the road, and you wished desperately that he could get it back somehow.

It was never love at first sight, he was merely intriguing. You wanted to learn more about him; to know him. And you started by asking for his name, before this feeling grew more and more, day by day without you even knowing, into love.

...

"Aomine, Aomine Daiki." He eyed you suspiciously as he wiped his face with a towel.

"Aomine-kun. Nice to meet you, I'm (Y/N)." You smiled innocently.

"Do I know you?"

"Nope. But I'd like to know you."

"Why?"

"Because I kinda like you." You blurted the words out without thinking much.

"What?" His eyes widened before chuckling,

"You're a weirdo."

...

You smiled to yourself, remembering the sweet memory before your smile disappeared into oblivion. With lids that weighted tons, you directed your sad gaze towards the ground.

He changed.

You were there during every game, every victory. You watched his laugh die off; you watched his arrogance taking over his love for basketball; you watched his genuine smile replaced by a sarcastic smirk; you watched him lose the light in his eyes. There was nothing you could do.

But you were always there.

- Can I still stay by your side silently? -

The gentle breeze carried your tears away before they could fall, and you were glad. You wouldn't want him to see you cry. Aomine noticed that you were quiet so he turned slightly, only to see your smile replaced by a scrunched up expression. God, he hated that look of yours.

"Fine," he sat up and ran his hand through his hair. "I'll go."

"To where?" You cocked your head slightly.

"Practice."

"Really?" Your eyes lightened up instantly and you leaned forward abruptly.

"Just for a while," Aomine turned his head to the side to avoid your gaze before standing up. "I can't sleep with you here anyways."

You chuckled softly as you watched him stretch. He is such a softy deep down and truth be told, you love him for that. There were times you wished to scream it out loud to his face, but you never could. And this is one of those moments, where your love threatens to spill itself.

Basketball is the only one in his heart no matter how much he denies it.

"(Y/N)." His voice jolted you back to reality.

"Yes?" You watched him standing there with his dark blue eyes squinted.

"Wait for me."

"Eh?"

"I'll walk you home after practice."

"You don't have to, Ao-chan!"

"I want to." His tone was casual, yet it was enough to make you grin from ear to ear.

"Hai! Ao-chan." You jump up onto your feet and grabbed his hand, "I'll wait for you forever and ever more."

"Pfft..What are you talking about? Weirdo."

"I'll wait for you. No matter how long it takes." You smiled but deep down, your heart ached.

Don't be nice to me, if you don't love me.

"Got it. See you later." He waved and started walking away. "Don't miss me too much."

"H-haha... I won't..."

You stared at his retreating figure.

Tell him.

.

Tell him.

.

Tell him.

.

You opened your mouth slightly,

.

Tell him.

.

You extended your hand out,

.

Tell him.

Just tell him.

.

You felt the words forming at the tip of your tongue. 3 words : I love you.

.

.

.

.

Don't tell him.

.

.

.

.

You clamped your mouth shut and with your eyes closed, tried to calm your beating heart.

It doesn't matter.

He doesn't need to know.

He deserves better.

As you open your eyes once more, he was already nowhere to be seen.

"I love you." you whispered.

- Will you finally love me the way I love you? -

Thank you very much for reading! :DD

Leave me a suggestion on which pairing to write next!

*Disclaimer : I do not own Kuroko no Basket or any characters from the anime.*