Warnings are posted on the first chapter.

CHAPTER 2: HIS AND HIS THOUGHTS

Aomine never knew that he can be impulsive while performing his duty as a cop-cum-bodyguard. He amazed himself when the urge to be with Kise, to protect and look after the blond screams in his mind. On his line of work, thorough analyzing of every situation is essential as to not compromise anything. He wants to be in control. He wants every detail going according to his plan. He didn't expect that he'll be disturbed by this case. He doesn't even want to be involved for as long as it has 'The Kise Ryouta'. But fate proved otherwise. Aomine ate all of his words, his determination and resolution. Now he's standing in this small space with him, the man whom he doesn't want to get associated with in any cause. He was so gathered in his thoughts that he didn't even felt Kise tugging his hands off his.

"Aomine-kun, please let go of my hand now." Kise said coldly and forcefully tried to pull his hands.

That gave Aomine a start for he wasn't aware that he was gripping the model's hands quite tightly. The tan guy released them and faked a cough. Just as Kise's about to say something, the policeman cut him off. He knows the model will be asking questions right there, at that moment and Aomine can't come up with a decent explanation of his recent behaviour. "I don't want to discuss any details here. Wait till we get home." He blatantly said. That put an end on whatever conversation they could have had at that moment.

The drive home was uneventful. But all of Aomine's senses are alert to the surroundings, taking details on where and how to get in the model's place. Kise actually lives in a normal neighbourhood. Not too fancy yet still has the aura that gives off a nice feeling. It's more like a homey place.

Aomine parked the car in the garage of a bright-looking bungalow. He observed the setting, noting every possible entrance and exit there is. The house has an iron-wrought gate and back garden. It seems easy to spot anyone taking chances of getting inside the house. That made the tan guy wonder how come those previous bodyguards haven't caught the person responsible on the model's case.

While he was still on the mode of inspection, he noticed Kise's stares. Aomine wonders if Kise thinks he's capable of taking this job. The taller one snorted. Of course he is. Aomine is an outstanding police and held as many case there is to prove his worth and skills. He had never let any job pass without accomplishing it. This one's not different; it's just like any other. But maybe, a bit different with everything that has happened between us back then. Aomine turned his attention to the blonde and the latter immediately averted his gaze.

"I'll conduct a full examination of this place later and while I'm doing that, you are not to leave the house. We'll talk things over." Aomine said the last few words with conviction. For him, that's the same as saying, to never to let Kise off his sight. He hopes that the model somehow got his intention.

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Kise never knew that he'll be once again under the same roof with Aomine. He sighed heavily as he strip his clothes and prepare for a shower. The first contact of cold water takes him back to the old times. The happy memories he had with Aomine. Truly, it's such an amazement how two people can get so intimate one moment then act as strangers the next time. He smiled bitterly.

A question keeps repeating on his mind. Why Aomine did take this job? Kise was quite sure he remember the tan guy telling him back then those hateful words, that Aomine doesn't want to see Kise again, never ever, after what the model did, after what Kise said. And now the bluenette is here, pretending to be so concern over the blonde.

Is it all because he wants to keep that damn dedication on his job? Fuck. He has never been worked out when it comes to me. I lost my pride long ago to that man and now he thinks he can crush it once again just because I hired his services? Kise finished his shower. He stepped out of the bathroom and put some clothes. He can't deny that he's agitated. How should he act around him? The awkwardness is killing him. Sure he can fake his emotions and pretend that Aomine doesn't affect him in any sense. But that's the facade Kise's wearing. Inside, his heart's thumping, not sure if it's over joy or rage. It's hard to tell what he was really feeling for the tan guy, after all the years, after all that has happened between them.

The model lies on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Why is this happening in the first place? What cause this incident of having Aomine in my house and is on the verge of taking over my life once more?

He closed his eyes hard. That guy. He thought they we're through. Kise have tried so hard to obliterate that part of his life. It was his darkest point and one that he don't want to recall even for a second. Surely, he's behind it. The model knows because it was the man himself who was telling him.

That damn bastard! How long does he want me to play his game? I have my own plans on catching him, thus making all the attempts of those being hired by manager futile. But now how can I do that when Aomine's here? He's sharp and intense. My mediocre plans won't go unnoticed. He'll probably be so disgusted if he learned my connection with that guy and all the stupid things I'm doing to handle this on my own. But two can play the game. I'll catch him myself and prove to Aomine that I don't ever need to rely on him. I won't be ever indebted to someone who sees me as trash.

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Aomine finished roaming around the entire perimeter of Kise's house. It was past eight in the evening and he ought to check what Kise is doing. He must question that blond whether he likes it or not. Just when he's about to enter the house, he noticed someone's presence outside the gate. There's a shadow hovering in a near post. He immediately grabbed his gun. Taking his steps silently, he made his way towards the source of disturbance. As he's in the act of opening the gate and charging to whoever it is, that someone suddenly disappeared. Given the darkness in the road it's quite impossible to point where he has gone off to.

A decent person won't run off if he isn't up to something. He's almost sure it's the person behind the case he's working on. So the culprit has skills, he has to give him that. Aomine stay still for a couple of minutes before deciding to get in. Things don't seem to be as difficult. Even if the criminal has brilliant plans, he will make sure he's the one to put an end to whatever it is that he wants after Kise.

He'll have to ask that blond first who does he thinks may be the one threatening him. Did he do something so horrible as to be sent threats? It's quite disturbing. Surely, fans can get carried away but to make threats is way too crude. He shook his head. That guy can be so idiotic without him noticing; can be stupid and irritating at times.

He, Aomine has his share of those things yet for some reason he can't get truly mad at him. For Kise's too charming and adorable. He can worm his way out on sticky situations once he flash his sweet smile. Thinking of how Kise wait for him patiently after he's done with school with food on the table is really heart-warming. Like how a family should be. Like a husband and wife. What?! Husband and wife? When did he and Kise become an item? He spluttered at where his mind is going. He must be hunted by the ghost of yesterday.

He entered the house and calls for Kise. Not answering. He shouts his name once more. What is that bastard doing? Surely he didn't think of escaping. He went straight to his room, taking two steps at a time on the stairs. Geez. He only left him for some time and now he's already making him panicky. He knocked on his door.

"Oy Kise! Answer me! Are you there?!" Still silence. That idiot! He turned the knob and surprisingly it's unlocked. Talk about being careless. He was greeted by a room that reflects how Kise is. Bubbly, yet there's a subtle expression of loneliness. He spots the blond on his bed, fast asleep. His face so peaceful with a bit of being worn out, although that doesn't made him less appealing. He can't deny that Kise is one head-turner. Even when they were together, he noticed how the gazes follow him around, in admiration, envy and some with lust. That made him uptight as always.

He observed the serenity etched on his face and marvels what went wrong. He caressed the side of his face. He heaves a sigh and left the room. He shouldn't ask the question for they both know why. What should be asked is why didn't they attempt to sort everything out? Is the damage that severe that they both felt sure that it's beyond repair? That night marked the end of the whole thing between them. Both heart shattered as they part ways.

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Kise decided to ignore Aomine's call and act as if he's sleeping. If they do talk, he doubts that something fruitful will come out of it. Not on their first meeting after a long time. But he got the surprise of his life when Aomine touched him so gently when he expected his discourse upon ignoring him. He was almost quite sure that Aomine will push his plan of exhausting every little detail about this so-called case even if he had to wake him up. But he didn't.

He couldn't help but be puzzled yet warmth spread on his heart. The emotions kept flowing and he seems to be drowning. This man who can bring the best and worst out of him. Tears stung in the corner of his eyes. How long should he be chained? He wanted to move on so many times but hands of yesterday kept pulling him back. He had hurt himself more than he can ever imagine and still, that's not enough. How much power does this man have over my heart? He curled in his bed and embraced himself, wishing it's the man downstairs doing it.

Aominecchi...

EDITED: February 06, 2014: Change in POV and some polishing on details.