Kagami raises his arm and uses it to wipe the sweat off his forehead, while the other is still dribbling a basketball on the shiny surface beneath him that is now wet and slippery from his dripping sweat. He's been practicing in a deserted local gym he goes to, for at least four hours already. He can exactly tell it must be almost 10 o'clock in the evening because the two guys and three girls who used to play on the other side of the court have left, as they usually do every Sundays. And now he's finally on his own.

His father gives him a good amount of money just to support his hobby, and that allows him to sign up for one of the high end local gyms, the monthly fees are so expensive there aren't too many people here especially at this hour. And that's good. He's been waiting to be left alone with his thoughts. With almost no effort at all, he makes a basket smoothly. The cart beside him is now empty, so he starts moving to gather the orange balls to start over again.

He moves past his black gym bag, his phone is in the net side pocket, and he can see his phone is once again lit up. It rings shortly three times, his ringtone for text messages.

He won't bother to look who it's from, he's sure- no, he knows it must be one of them. Kagami would've thought it's beyond ridiculous to even communicate with them. Of course it would be, because he remembers correctly that they have to lower their stuck up noses to be able to see his face and talk to him, with a few exception of course, one of them is short, even though he seems to think he's at least a foot taller than he, proven when the other pushed him down on his butt. Anyway, they began sending him text messages regularly, and he doesn't want to remember what they say.

So what's with the sudden change? That, he's still pondering about. That is why he's been spending an awful lot of time at the new polished court, he can still smell the paint. He can't hold back a shudder that went through his body, he doesn't want to anyway-the thought alone is already intimidating him. He considers himself to be lucky that they happen to be scattered in different cities, though not really all of them, so apparently he's not so lucky.

And the ones nearby happen to be the ones he's creeped out by the most. Although, that saying goes without having encountered the rest face-to-face.

First.

"Kagamicchi! It's a real coincidence seeing you here!" Shiny golden hair reflects the little light that peeks through thick clouds, it's going to rain soon.

Kagami had his headphones on when one of the generation of miracles waves his hand, his wire bracelets slide down his arm, the charms moving violently following the rhythm of his excited waving. He pulls the headphones down around his neck, and he was only able to catch the last three words of the other's sentence. He's on his way back home from the grocery store, he planned it to be a quick trip before the sun disappears. "..Kise." He calls out unenthusiastically.

Kise pouts. "You don't look happy seeing me-ssu!"

"I just wanna go home before it rains. Nothing personal." He doesn't really intend to be rude, but dark sky during the day sometimes puts him in a bad mood.

"Don't worry about the rain." Kise grins, and summons a long umbrella from behind his back.

Kagami is unsure if he just saw Kise winking an eye at him, all he is seeing now is just Kise's wide smile while he's closing the distance between them. "If you want a match with me, forget it." He knows Kise has been heated to fight him again, fairly this time without his knee injury, but there's no way he would, at least right now. "I already have a plan."

"Well, cancel it."

Kagami knew. He knew something's off from the first time he saw the blond today. He's been smiling – sure he's a cheerful person – but the kind of smile he's giving him now is, weird. Kise's eyes were going up and down, scanning him; he thought at first Kise was probably criticizing his choice of clothing in his head, but that's not true. He can't help but to notice the other's been staring at his crotch, Kagami had to actually briefly glance down to check if his fly is open or something – it isn't.

And Kise notices the movement of his eyes, his grin grows a bit wider, then suddenly it turns to a pout. Kagami raises an eyebrow in confusion. "I can't. We can always play another time. Tomorrow will work." The sentences flow through his lips before he can stop it. The guy in front of him is clearly acting strange, his instinct keeps telling him to leave right away, but somehow he can't. Maybe Kise's somewhat evil presence keeps him rooted at his spot.

Kise tilts his head to the side, golden fringe moves along to the side smoothly, covering part of his eyes, making him look more menacing to Kagami. "Come on. Do you hate me?" As if all this wasn't enough, the thick clouds decide to move and hide the sun completely behind it. Everything is now dark grey, some parts of the streets are covered in shadow, and so is part of Kise's face.

"Oi, Kise. I really gotta get going. Alex is waiting for me, and mostly the foods I bought. I'm making a farewell feast for her, you know, she's going back to America tomorrow. I'll call and let you know when I'm free, I promise." Wait, what? Kagami furrows his eyebrows as soon as he finishes. Why does he feel like he owes Kise? He's the one who came up to him out of nowhere and demands him to cancel his plan, as if he has the right to do that. "I mean, get lost. I'm in a hurry." He brushes past the guy and runs to cross the street even though the go sign has stopped blinking.

Before that he swears he heard Kise saying something with 'my boyfriend' at the end. Unbelievable. What was that all about?

Now Kagami wish he had left before he was forced into having an unpleasant conversation with the model.

Because he now has at least ten bouquets of flowers that must be kind of pricey, scattered around on the floor in his living room. Does that mean that creepy guy know his address? Well, it doesn't really matter anyway because despite that, the guy hasn't come visiting him. But if he does show up, he'll be ready to call the cops. It may seem too extreme, but Kise's not the only one creeping him out and he's about to have enough of all this.

AN: Um. Tell me what you think of my Kagami here. And Kise is a bit out of character here isn't he? xD

I'm planning to write about Aomine next.