Well. Welcome back, I guess, haha.

It will be a collection of oneshots, covering the growing and ongoing relationship of Aomine and Mia. The OC of 'Egoistical'. I want you guys to tell me what you want to read.

I will do my very best to write it and not disappoint, although I'll have to see if it is even possible for me. It should be realistic stuff, which could happen to those two in their second year (or very end of the first year) and onwards because that's where the story is going to take place. Right after 'Egoistical'.

I have now created an alternative plot line with Osthrite. And with every KnB story I am writing, oneshots with the couple of the other story is possible because they all play in the same AU! Some asked me about that specifically, so yes, it's possible if the opportunity allows it.

I hope you're all going to enjoy 'Selfish'! This chapter here is only very small because it acts as an opener!

Thank you for being such lovely supporting readers!

Winter

She lifted her hands towards her parted lips, trying to warm her tingling fingertips. This attempt was obviously not really working though, the winter had grown colder and colder these past few days. The wind was pulling and tugging at her cloak and scarf which made her cringe and quickly ball her hands into fists.

The least the weather could do was let it snow.

Mia frowned at the grey sky above her head; the heavy clouds were stubbornly hiding the sun. They looked all intimidating and dark, but not a single snowflake fell. That one night had been the only glimpse of the white glory she had caught up until now, and other than that her concerns had been lying elsewhere...even though the hope of a white Christmas still crawled somewhere in the back of her mind.

With a huff she stuffed her fists into her cloak's pockets, her weight leaning back and forth on her soles as she chose to finally watch the teenager not far away from her. It was the very guy who was apparently so sure that the cold didn't bother him in any way, his figure moving across the pavement with ease while the basketball in his hand bounced with every step he took.

It was a bit puzzling how after every match he watched; he always wanted to play himself.

But after the match today...she could definitely understand. Even as a bystander it had left her with nerves dangling from a thin thread. Every person he knew in this sport was nothing short but amazing and just as talented as he was. A dangerous companionship they had right there. It was hard to imagine all of them being part of the same team in middle school. Those young teenagers must have been the nightmare of everyone else.

Mia's train of thought was quickly disturbed by another harsh breeze which rushed through the street. The girl grumbled quietly to herself as she tried to press all her limbs close to her body, trying to catch all the warmth she produced before it could escape.

Aomine wasn't human.

Throwing the ball with a single flick of his wrist into the hoop like that. His sharp gaze watched it fall swiftly into the ring, before he was already moving once more. Never once shivering, never stopping or pulling his jacket closer to shield his body from the cold - Mia was considering the possibility that he wasn't even from earth.

That would explain quite a few things...

Mia sneezed after a little while. The merciless ice-cold wind had won this battle against her. And that tiny sound made the blue haired basketball player suddenly look up, his attention snapping towards her instead of the ball he threw once more from a different angle to the hoop. The ball fell into it anyway, even without him checking - was it impossible for him to ever miss? But Aomine was now staring at her as if he had only realized right in that moment that she was still there, too.

"Shit, I forgot the time." He muttered beneath his breath, lazily checking his watch.

"I noticed."

"Ya should have said somethin'."

Mia shook her head, watching the taller teen walking towards her after he had picked up the discarded basketball. "It looked like you needed it so..."

Aomine snorted. But his expression let his actually thoughtful mind shine through his typical frown. That Rakuzan High had won was something he had expected, even though it wasn't something he had really wanted to see, she guessed. He had set expectations into Kuroko. And Kagami as well, although he'd never admit that out loud...and in the end he had seen his old best friend lose.

Such things were never easy.

She could have maybe said something more, a few encouraging words. Something to comfort him perhaps? But she was certain that he didn't want or needed to hear that in that moment - he was still pretty much trying to keep his thoughts bottled up. She flexed her cold fingers in her cloak's pockets, still musing if she was right or not. But in the end, he'd come to her on his own if he needed her opinion.

"I'm hungry now though'..." Aomine started to mutter beneath his breath. "Let's get some food, I don't wanna go home yet."

Mia's eyes actually lit up at this idea, a warm meal sounded perfect for her shivering limbs and cold hands. And to be honest - she didn't wanted to go home already either. Not yet.

"How about the ramen shop from last time? It was good."

"Whatever." Aomine murmured, shrugging carelessly with his shoulders.

He slowly started to approach the satchel beside her, bending down to stuff the basketball into it. Mia only watched him while he was securing the knot, shouldering the now round bag before he glanced up to her from his crouching position. It was rare for her to be the one looking down. But her silent thoughts only provoked a simple frown from him as something seemed to click in his mind.

"Ya freezing, right?"

She blinked at him for a second, perplexed. "What gave it away?"

Aomine sighed, letting his head roll forward as one of his hands started to rub the back of his head in a restless manner. His action confused her a bit; her feet were still glued to the ground as the teen's figure in front of her rocked a bit back and forth on his heels to keep his balance. But for a while he didn't really look at her, his gaze was facing her boots and the grey pavement beneath them instead.

"I ain't stupid." He grumbled towards the ground, the hand which had been rubbing the back of his head was slowly slipping down again. "But ya need to tell me such stuff, Mia."

"What stuff?" Mia finally asked and with that her body lowered, until she was crouching right beside him.

His eyes finally met her, narrow and sharp as if he was trying to judge how honest she was being with him right now. But she really did mean it, his words had sounded a bit out of context. She wasn't certain what exactly he was talking about right now.

A movement of Aomine though, awoke her from her train of thought, and her attention returned to him. He had started to offer his hands to her, the palms facing up towards the sky while his frown still stayed on his face.

Like a little puppy she stared at them, a bit puzzled before she more reacted more out of reflex than anything else. She slowly pulled her hands out of her pockets, putting them like a good child into his awaiting ones and with a sudden move he closed his fingers around them.

His face darkened.

"Tch. I knew it."

Only then it dawned upon her that he was referring to her cold hands. Or her freezing in this weather in general. It wasn't like she was dying on the spot, but the wind did annoy her today. And not to forget her red ears which had started to sting as the frost bit them - but those things always accompanied the winter season.

She had always been so used to her cold hands and ears that she forgot that he knew about them, too.

"I ain't a mind reader." Aomine grumbled again. "If you're freezing, tell me. Jeez."

Mia laughed into her muffler, her eyes travelling from his frown to their hands with a small smile upon her lips.

"I don't mind being cold."

Aomine dared to sneer at her statement. Suddenly standing up and pulling her with him until she stood on her own two feet once more as well. Mia could see the white puffs of air which left his parted lips as he heaved a sigh.

"Stupid."

But his insult sounded empty to her, his grumpy expression already too familiar. All what she did in return was swing their arms a bit from side to side, a childish action which made the tall teen probably look a bit ridiculous from afar.

"I mean it." Mia continued. "You're my heater anyway, right?"

Aomine lifted his right eyebrow at her comment. His frown gradually fading as his typical bored expression got slowly lit up by a faint grin. He let go of one of her hands, allowing the girl to stuff it quickly back into her one pocket whilst he slightly changed his hold on her other one.

"Sure." He snorted.

But the tune was light in that certain way which made it comfortable in between them.

It was definitely still cold with the sun setting at the horizon, the late evening catching them by surprise since the days had become so much shorter by now. But the girl didn't mind it as she held onto his bigger hand, feeling a complete secureness which made it all so safe and tranquil in a way.

A single step was able to bring her so much closer to the tall teen. Her heart was beating in that heated pace of low excitement, filling her with a quiet thumping. A beat which fitted the winter afternoon really well. Just like her rosy colored cheeks, a mix of the biting cold and the still annoying habit of hers.

But any cold from before was suddenly gone.

The closer she was to the basketball player, the more she was able to abuse his broad stature as a shield against the harsh wind. And that was when she knew.

Winter was warm.

"I really like winter the best..." Mia mumbled into her muffler as the two of them walked down the street.

"Aah?"

Aomine was glancing at her out of the corner of his eyes, but she only shook her head.

He didn't really need to know that he was the reason for it.

Just a little opener to start the story! Request away, guys. I hope you're going to enjoy the upcoming oneshots!