Title: Art Appeal

Story: Set in an AU where there's no GoM and Kagami and Aomine go to university in America. Both of them get stuck taking an art course where they meet someone interesting and learn about more than just art. (BL to come).

Disclaimer: *I DO NOT OWN KUROKO NO BASKET OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS* Although I wish I did :'(

Prologue: What is Art?

What the hell does art have to do with basketball?

Was the question reeling inside Aomine's head. Seriously, the two are on totally different levels. Art is all frilly and complicated, while basketball; well basketball just made sense.

"Damn American universities making me do dumb shit for no reason" he growled, heading to meet Kagami at the school's gymnasium for some one-on-one. Although it was still summer their school left the gymnasium open for sports training as well as for other student use.

When he got there, the red head could clearly see something was bothering him, and furrowed his brows in question.

"Don't tell me another girl complained about sexual harassment again?"

"Shut up! No, it's about this stupid art class I have to take this coming semester," he sighed and crumpled up the new schedule his academic advisor had given him before grabbing the ball from the red head's hands and dribbling it.

"Mmm an art class?"

Kagami curiously picked up the crumbled wad of paper and looked over the blunette's schedule.

"Wait the art section is blank?"

"Yeah that's cause the annoying broad said I could pick which type of art class I want. I didn't even know there were different types!" he exclaimed with a bewildered expression while dropping the ball in order to tug at his blue crop with both hands.

Kagami and Aomine had both received full scholarships to play basketball at a well-known American university, but although being in the country and attending university for over a year, the two still weren't used to how some things in the West were run.

Kagami continued to look at Aomine's new fall schedule and remembered he had to get his own sorted out before all the important classes were taken. He already noted that he had to take the same ones as Aomine so most likely they would be in the same classes, which was how it usually went, but wait, if they had the same classes…that meant…

"Crap."

The power forward stopped mid sprint to look over at his friend whose eyes were wide with a mixture of panic and defeat.

"What? You just now realized you'll never be as good a player as me?" He smirked.

Ignoring the tanned man's comment, Kagami replied, "No, I just realized I have to take an art class too."

~~XxXxX~~

Something as simple as an art class may not appear very threatening to most university students, but to two basketball idiots it was one of the most frightening concepts of their young lives.

Both men couldn't even remember the last time they had done something artistic.

Kagami recalled coloring some pictures with his childhood friend Tatsuya back in LA when he was like what 6?

Aomine recalled gluing some dry macaroni to an empty toilet paper roll to make some sort of noisy instrument in preschool, but his parents had thrown it away because they said he was being too loud with it. That's what it was meant for damn it!

Or could all the times Aomine let his childhood friend and neighbor Satsuki paint his nails count as something? He wasn't the one doing the painting, but sometimes she would let him pick the color. That's artistic, right? Wait what was he saying?!

While both men were buried in their thoughts, they were making their way to the academic office to pick up Kagami's schedule and to choose their 'desired,' (if that's what you could call it), art course.

They had agreed to take the same class so that way they could be miserable and fail together…or at least have someone to talk to.

After things got sorted out with Kagami's schedule, which was exactly identical to Aomine's, the two began to look through the list of art classes their school provided.

"Interpretive dance?" Aomine snorted. "How is thinking and dancing at the same time art?"

"Pottery?" Kagami countered. "Wait Harry Potter knowledge is an art form?"

The advisor simply stared at the two imbeciles before her, stopping to wonder if this was all some sort of joke, upon realizing they were indeed just this dumb. In order to contain her laughter and to get the young men out of her office as soon as possible, she decided to help them out a little.

"Uhm, excuse me, but why don't you boys consider maybe taking a drawing class. A class where you simply just draw." Surely they at least know how to do that.

Both boys looked at each other and shrugged.

"What kind of things would we draw?" Kagami asked. "Like bowls of fruit?"

"Or naked women?" Aomine smirked.

"Well actually yes, most likely both of those options are a possibility. Our school's drawing course offers a wide variety of objects and models to draw, in order to bring out each students full artistic potential."

"Sign me up!" And before the academic advisor could even blink, Aomine had filled in both of their schedules and handed them back to her.

"You boys have a good evening" she called behind them, as they made their way out of her office and back to the gymnasium.

"Maybe this whole art thing won't be so bad" said Aomine as he walked with his hands behind his head looking as if he hadn't a care in the world.

"Five minutes ago you were freaking out and now you're ok with it just because there might be some naked women involved."

"Yeah what's your point?" Aomine was truly confused.

"Well did you ever think that might mean there could be naked men as well?"

"Whatever, we'll be fine. Besides, we see naked guys all the time in the locker room. What would be the big deal?"

Kagami gave a small sigh, "Yeah I guess you're right," and with that they had already made their way back into the gymnasium.

"Come on, let's enjoy our last week of summer instead of worrying about some dumb old drawing class. You still haven't beaten me since it began."

Aomine then took his stance at the center of the court with a smug smirk upon his face.

"Like you said, we still have a week left." Kagami growled back, and stole the ball away before Aomine even had the chance to reply.

The two spent their last week of summer doing nothing but playing basketball, secretly anticipating the mystery that was to be their new art class.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading! Please tell me what you all think, I'm pretty nervous about this so some feedback would be very helpful :D

Also, who do you think they're going to meet in their new art class? Let's just say there are some interesting things to come…