A/N: From Aokagaisball-and-ballislife on Tumblr's AU prompt (sorta)

I quote, "AU where Aomine is a masseuse and Kagami comes in for his first massage."

KnB belongs to Tadatoshi Fujimaki

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"So, you can just lay here, and I'll be right back,"

Her name is Satsuki Momoi-san and she said he could call her Satsuki-chan. Kagami, being the goofball would only call her Momoi-san. The woman, possibly a few years older but still single, only smiled with both eyes went dopey. She escaped a small chuckle and leave him in awkwardness.

He settled his phone, wallet, and car keys in a small drawer. Momoi-san had lit a Roman Chamomile essential oil and washed his feet. Asking casual questions with whispery voices, feeling awkward when his own voice loud and a bit guttural echoed in the small cubicle. The walls thin on his right side where his mother of all people was chuckling lightly to a man that was massaging her feet. The man said quietly with the same whispery voice and Kagami realized they are all trained to do so.

Kuroko, on his left side was being really quiet, already getting his massage. The masseuse was a woman, only saying necessary stuff in whispery voice, saying "Is this enough?" and Kuroko only grunt in response.

Kagami rolled his eyes. He actually hated massages. It's awkward and one time when he was fourteen, a guy too muscly and less gently giving him a Thai massage, he left halfway through when the guy pull both his arms behind his back. His mother had to apologize to the owner of the spa and the spa owner too and his mom kept pushing his head to bow.

It's a miracle he isn't as traumatize as before. His mom tried to find ways to make him come on her try-every-massage-advanture (he put it in his Only Kid Issues 101). It's a family pack, but since his dad had an emergency meeting in Ikebukuro, Kagami asked Kuroko to come instead.

They asked for a sport massage—they had one—and his mom liked the deep tissue massage. But to his surprise, when Momoi-san entered, she brought a man instead with her. Kagami, who had been awkwardly laying on the table playing his mp3 hurriedly sat up and forgot to cover his front. They usually gave a disposable undergarment and he felt like a sumo wearing a fabric too thin to his liking.

"I'm sorry, Kagami-kun, but it seems we mixed the request for sport massage with the deep tissue massage. It's a good thing we haven't started, is it okay if we switched the masseuse?" she looked apologetically and motioned to the man beside her, "This is Aomine Daiki-kun, he will be doing the sport massage."

Kagami, only blinked awkwardly, because he was surprised of yet another muscular guy would massage him. He didn't mind which sex to massage him but this man looks rough on first impression.

"That's okay, Taiga~! His massage is good~! Not to mention handsome," his mom, being the mood breaker and humiliating as always, said with a mischief voice on the other side. Right, thin walls.

Taiga groaned and slapped his face, "Mom…"

Momoi-san only giggled and he said while looking up, "I don't mind, just not too rough."

"Oh, Last time Taiga took a Thai massage but he was just exaggerating, he said he turned into an origami."

"Mom!"

The guy snickered and when Kagami glared at him he only smirked, and Kagami thought it must be his permanent smile too. This guy looked more like a thug than a masseuse.

"That's okay, Taiga-kun. Dai-chan is a professional sport masseuse. He knows exactly what to do."

Taiga only nodded and placed his mp3 on the shelf. Momoi-san told the guy something and the guy only chuckled. Kagami lay on his stomach and closed his eyes.

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"Isn't this familiar?"

His voice, Kagami noticed was a husky sensual like a caged prey. Kagami found him naturally attractive. Dusky brown skin, oval shape face with calming dark blue eyes, navy blue hair matched his eyes, thin kissed lips and sharp pointy nose for a Japanese. You know, the dreamboat type. Kagami only glanced in confuse albeit kept noticing this man's attractiveness and built up curiosity.

"Huh?"

It was quiet and whispery near his ears and Kagami shifted away awkwardly. "You know, if that's not your kink it's okay."

"What?"

Is this man implying something? Because now he could only think about oil covered calloused hands pushing his pressure points. Not bad.

"Usually this is where people fool around." This man continued, "In porn."

Kagami's eyes shot open. Face red because one plus one equals two or did he just?! "What the fu—"

His eyes roamed the room, maybe there is a hidden camera and his mother could over heard him and—"Heh, just messing with you. You got to admit, though, this really reminded me of this one time where there is this scene where Mai-chan—"

"Okay, shut up. Shut up! God!" Kagami hissed as he shot a glare behind his back. The man, Aomine Daiki, looked like he was holding a laugh. "Are you serious? Talking about massage porn?! What kind of masseuse are you?"

The man, pushing Kagami's sore point behind his thigh, made Kagami groan. Damn that's where I always pressure my jump.

"The kind the ladies like alright," his voice dropped a pitch and his breath tickled his ears, "You have nice ass."

Kagami squawked when the guy practically pinch his butt cheeks. "the hell, I'm changing—"

"So, do you play?" Aomine gave them space and Kagami huffed.

This made Kagami relaxed a bit. Small talk. This guy, Kagami thought is unpredictable. "Yeah, basketball."

"Really?" there is a pure interest in Aomine's voice. "We should play sometimes."

"You play too?" Kagami buried his face on the cellulose paper covered face hole, smells like Jasmine, and breathe contently. "I just played in university, don't know about the league, though."

"I'm saving money for the league." Aomine said. "Why didn't you? Not good enough?"

This guy, Kagami thought. "Hey, I'm actually pretty good. Bet I could beat you!" his voice muffled, "So, massaging to get more money?"

Aomine was now kneading his shoulders with his thumbs, "Yeah, it's my uncle's business. Since it's holiday and Satsuki thought she needs to do something with my lazy ass, so she made me work here. Been, like, three years. Well, part time only when collage break."

"Oh…" kagami sighed. "Yeah, what university?"

"Touou."

Kagami blinked. A Touou University student?! The Touou University?! "What, are you one of those smart-ass prodigies?"

The man snorted and actually laughed a bit, "In basketball, yeah." He was massaging his palms and Kagami eyed it unconsciously. "Turn around."

Kagami turned and suddenly he felt really embarrassed. His chest was bare and this guy was hovering him casually. The guy did had an athletic trait in him, tall and lean muscle. Not like those body builders but have muscles used in sports and not just for display. It's intimidating and admiring at the same. Maybe, they might face each other in the Inter-High. He must be really good if he made it to Touou from his basketball.

"Definitely like the porno." The guy smirked with eyes gleam in the dark. Showing pearly teeth and Kagami's heart thumped—it's not love—thought about kicking this man in the ball if he tried molesting him.

The quiet room was filled with only distant Japanese folk songs for relaxation, the shamisen played softly followed by the koto. They only stared at each other and as the tempo fastened and the picking of the strings more complex, it's like representing the suspense that rose, until…

His mom snores. It cuts like a sledgehammer to a brick wall where a man showered on the other side. The man screamed and the man represents his inner turmoil. Mostly embarrassment, the rest is regret because he might be crazy with the signals Aomine gave.

Aomine cursed quietly then covered his mouth with his palms, giving muffled laugh. Kagami also covered his reddened face, his cheeks warm against his oily palm.

"Oh, God, just kill me…" Kagami muttered, shifted uncomfortably. Mom why?!

"Tch, you have a funny family, you know that." Aomine started massaging him again, "Did you think something dirty or what? You look like a lobster!"

Kagami, embarrassment gone, glared daggers, "You have a shitty personality."

"You have a prissy personality."

"You basta—ah…" Aomine widen his smile, oh cute client he had. Really entertaining and maybe he could ask him out—Aomine frowned. He did not like the idea his brain suggested. But, he save it later for his meditation (napping) because thinking wasn't his thing, so he just asked casually.

"You have a girlfriend?"

Kagami, gnawed his lips after Aomine had again found his sore point, only tucked his chin to his chest look at the corner shelf with plastic orchid and rolled towels. "Uh… no."

"Don't have time other than basketball…?" his voice a bit trailed with suggested, or else...?

"Uh, sort of." Aomine's ears perked and his eyes searched the redhead's face, "Not interested, though."

There are questions flinging in Aomine's head, bouncing with unknown excitement that Aomine tried to pipe it down like bunch of noisy toddlers, but he picked one that most represent. "Do you swing that way?"

Cue blush and awkward silence. Bingo.

So, being generous, Aomine saved the conversation. "Pft, I don't mind. Not common in here but I'm not one to judge." It made Kagami relax a bit and his face lit and he smiled.

"Yeah, well, it's common in America—but not most of them—it's just, yeah, I'm used to being open and it's not like I hide it or anything."

It was then that Aomine realized, since he had no area to knead and yet there are still questions to ask. "Uh, well… we're done. After this you can take a shower and I'll prepare your drink. Tea or ginger?"

Kagami looked surprise and he sat up, muscle flexing and Aomine can't stop staring. "Ah, right. Tea. Ah… that's really good."

"You know, your legs are pretty stiff and maybe it's because you play ball so it's understandable but try to take better care or it'll swollen if you didn't compress it with cool cloth after practice."

Kagami only nodded and yawned. "Hmm… yeah, okay." He stretched his arms and Aomine just can't help looking. Yeah, nice arms, lean tan arms…

"omine… Aomine!"

Aomine hurriedly look up, caught staring and he looked at Kagami's stern face. He smirked instead, "Heh, you're hot."

Kagami just gaped and stammered, "A-aren't you suppose to make tea?!"

Aomine only smiled smugly. "Tch, can't take a hint? I'm still thinking 'bout the porno. Damn, if Satsuki would let us…"

Kagami spluttered, his head looking at right and left, "Bastard, gross!" he was covering his face and Aomine chuckled when he immediately wore his robe.

Aomine just walked pass him and wave his hand, "You should make up your mind, see ya!" his figure gone behind thick velvet curtain. On the other side, his mom awaken and Momoi-san was whispering an "all done, Kagami-san." And Kagami felt his face heat up.

Are they loud? Can Momoi-san hear them? Shit he felt so violated and why can't he understand the situation better. His head is fucked up. The last game must've made him really tired and yeah… he should shower.

So, when Kagami did shower and met Kuroko on the way, his bedhead wild as always—he must be sleeping when he was being massaged—muttering gratitude to Kagami and Kagami just mess his beadhead more.

"Is it good, Kagami-kun?" as Kuroko held his arm, his hands warm from the hot shower.

Kagami gave a poker face and said, "it's okay."

and disappear under the plastic white curtain.

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"Dai-chan!"

Aomine was putting used towels in the bakset and preparing new ones to put in room 203 where he massaged Kagami. He could smell Momoi's interest as she skips with Kagami's mother's used towels and oil bowl and some other bottles for the massage. Her skipping and the small smile made him narrow his eyes. "What, Satsuki?"

"Oh, don't give me that look. You know I know and you know the walls are thin." She huffed as she put the bottles on different sectors. "He is pretty cute, though, I admit."

"Yeah, yeah…" he grumbled as he moved to the kitchen. Pots and kettles all sizzling with hot tea or ginger. "Hey, don't hit on him too."

Momoi only frown, "Of course not! His friend's cuter anyway."

Aomine only raised an eyebrow, "Really? Are you a cougar or what?"

Momoi only threw him a plastic bottle of musk aromatherapy and a screech of "Dai-chan!"

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When Kagami went back, his tea was on the massage table, the towels are change and so does the clothes that cover the table. The ocha was still hot and there was leaves and a flower decorated the small porcelain tube and what caught him was a small paper with numbers scribbled in it.

He changed his clothes with a small goofy smile.

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A/N: Dedicated to reflexology ;)

You should try it.

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