Here you go, the second chapter! ^.^

Aomine blinked at his sister through the window of the nursery. There she was, in all her glory, covered in bundles of different patterned cloths, sleeping peacefully.

"Isn't she just the cutest?" Momoi gushed, beginning to coo and fawn over the newborns.

But Aomine tuned her out.

"Satsuki," he paused for a moment. "Pinch me."

"What?" She asked, turning her gaze away from the babies, blinking confusedly at her childhood friend.

"Pinch me." The blunette repeated.

"Okay, sure." She smiled and pinched his cheek. Hard. She didn't have to know the reason, pinching her childhood friend was, and will always, be an unexplainable joy to her.

"Ouch!" He hissed, rubbing his abused cheek.

And then he turned his head to the glass once more. And yep, she was still there- Aomine Yuki, the newest addition to the Aomine family. She had her mother's raven hair and her father's sapphire orbs.

And then he suddenly screamed.

Well, Momoi called it screaming, but Aomine preferred the term 'shouting.'

"Men don't scream, it's not manly." He had told her the last time she accused him of 'screaming.'

Well, anyways, he 'shouted' ecstatically, "Yes! I'm finally free!" while fist bumping to the air, earning him glares from the nurses, curious looks from the other patients, and a jab right into his gut from Momoi. "Shut up Dai-chan!" She hissed.

"You don't understand!" he shouted, taking a deep breath. "After the old man had to start working overtime, I had to fuckin' obey that woman's every command! Every. Single. One." he emphasized. "She'd call me at midnight demanding ice cream, and when we didn't have any, she'd make me run to the closest 24/7 convenience store to buy it! And then when I got back, she didn't want it any more!" Aomine recalled, huffing.

"Five months, Satsuki. I had to do that for five freakin months." He groaned loudly, pulling at his hair. "It was just plain torture."

Before Momoi got to chide him for pulling his hair, "You'll grow bald, Dai-chan!", the blunette grabbed her shoulders roughly.

"Promise me, Satsuki, that you won't ever get pregnant." Aomine paused briefly, eyes serious before continuing his rant. "You're horrible enough when you're normal, so if you get anymore bitchier, I guarantee your husband will leave you- one hundred percent." He warned her. The pink haired girl flushed red, either from embarrassment, or anger, or maybe both. He never found out. She opened her mouth to speak, but then Aomine felt a smack against the back of his head, so he turned around. It was his mother, dressed in the hospital gown with his father by her side.

"Stop harassing Sastuki, you pervert." she scowled, her onyx orbs narrowing at him.

"What the hell are you talking about? I'm not harassing her!" he retorted, letting go of her shoulders.

His mother just stared at him for awhile, muttering a quick, "language," before looking at the area where all the newborns slept peacefully. She walked towards it and her husband diligently followed. Momoi turned back to the glass too, showing them where their second child was.

"She has your hair." his father muttered in awe.

Aomine's mother smiled, "She has your eyes," she commented.

Momoi grinned. "I can't believe she's related to you, Dai-chan, she looks nothing like you! She's adorable!"

They all laughed while Aomine just scowled in reply.

He couldn't believe it either.

After what felt like hours doing what normal mothers do after giving birth and etc, (Aomine didn't bother paying attention, he didn't need to know the procedures and crap like that) they finally arrived home.

Home sweet home.

They said their goodbyes to Momoi, who lived next door, and walked back into their own house.

Aomine slipped off his jacket and trudged up the stairs. He was looking forward to taking a quick nap before dinner, the past five months had been brutal to his sleeping time. He needed to rest, asap. Before he could make it into his room however, he heard his mom yell for him. "Daiki!"

He groaned, turned around, and walked back to the top of the stair case.

"What!"

"Would you mind looking after Yuki while I take a bath? Your dad's busy cooking." she asked.

He slapped his forehead. "Can't he just order take-outs?"

"No can do bud! Your mother has a diet to follow! She needs to eat the food that women eat after giving birth! Like oatmeal, brown rice, fruits, vegetables- you know, the healthy things!" he shouted from the kitchen.

Aomine frowned. That didn't sound tasty to him. In fact, it sounds utterly foul.

"Then can I eat take-out? I don't need to eat those right?" he asked, finally walking down the stairs.

His mother was waiting at the bottom, holding out Yuki. The blunette huffed before taking the newborn. He looked down at her.

Their eyes locked. He was a bit startled to find out that she was awake, but based on the fact that they had been shouting for the past few minutes, he would've been even more surprised to find her asleep. He arched a brow. Had it just been his imagination? He could have sworn that his new sister looked shocked to see him.

"Daiki."

He looked up at his mom. "Yeah?"

"If you want to order take-out, be my guest. But you're paying for it yourself." his mom told him, a smirk gracing her face.

All thoughts about the baby was gone. Aomine scowled, brows twisting.

"But don't I get a reward for listening to all of your selfish demands when you were pregnant? I barely got any sleep for the past five months." He pointed to the bags underneath his eyes to emphasize his point. She just stared at him blankly. "It'll only be a couple of yen. I'm only getting like, three teriyaki burgers," the power forward reasoned.

She simply scoffed. "First of all, a child is supposed to listen to their parents."

Aomine opened his mouth to protest, but was stopped by her putting a finger to his lips. "And secondly, your father had it way worse than you did." she told him simply. "Don't you dare forget that I was pregnant with you for ten months too, you know. You were always craving for food, I had to wake your father up every other night." He opened his mouth to counter her statement, but one glare shut him up. "You were constantly kicking me too!"

The teenager opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

Don't misunderstand, he had a retort, but saying it would make his situation way worse than it was now- they'd be screaming at the top of their lungs at each other. He looked at the raven in his arms. He didn't want her to be scared of her own family, even if screaming at the top of their lungs was just one of the things the family did almost on a daily basis. Yes, he, Aomine Daiki, can care about his family. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and mumbled a quick, "Fine," before taking out his phone.

He dialed Maji Burger's phone number and waited for a response. After the person picked up, he told the woman on the other end his order.

"Three teriyaki burgers, a large fries, and a large coke. Is that correct?"

"Yeah," Aomine replied.

"I understand, it will be delivered in under ten minutes to the address you provided. That will be 868 yen in total."

"Okay, thanks." He shut his phone and slipped it back into his pocket, eyes trailing back to the baby in his arms. Blue orbs met identical blue ones right away. Aomine swayed her in his arms gently- mimicking what his mother had been doing before. He was no Kise- who had perfect copy or just having excellent copying talents- but he at least knew how to sway someone in his arms. He looked back up at his mother.

"I'm only gonna take care of her till you finish your dinner, got it?"

"Yes sir!" She mocked saluted, already three steps up the stairs.

Aomine turned his gaze back at the baby, the baby stared back.

Aomine blinked. Yuki also blinked.

He sighed and headed upstairs to his sister's room.

"There has to be something to do in there, right?" He muttered, more to himself than to the baby.

When he opened the door, the sight of a wooden crib, crammed full of stuffed animals, stars on the ceiling, what looked like toys and books on the floor, a wooden drawer, a wooden desk, and baby blue wallpaper, greeted him.

The blunette sauntered into the room. He crouched down to pick up a medium-sized golden retriever plushy, and placed it near the little girl's face. Yuki blinked, before her face broke out into a large smile. She carefully took out her hands from the bundle of cloths, and placed it on the retriever's neck, dragging it even closer to her. She hugged it tightly, and Aomine couldn't help but smile.

On July 29th at 11:28, Aomie Daiki made a commitment -a promise- to protect Aomine Yuki from anything that would taint her innocence or make her cry.

Ten months ago. . .

The last thing Kasamatsu Yukio remembered was shouting a warning at Kise before pushing him away from the incoming vehicle. He had no memory of traveling to a place of complete whiteness, wearing pure white clothes. And then it hit him.

He was in heaven.

He heard a soft giggle and turned around. His eyes widened at the sight he saw- there was a girl-not just any ordinary girl though. She had wings. As if reading his mind, she giggled again, fluttering her wings before taking off the ground, flying further and further upward. The raven stared in awe as she started doing twist and turns, her silver hair drifting behind her, her white dress floating around her- it was a beautiful view. She flashed him a smile and flew down towards him. Her feet touched the ground with a soft thud. She walked up to him, halting just a few inches away and examined him very closely.

Kasamatsu gulped.

She took his hands into her own and started spewing nonsense.

"Kasamatsu Yukio-kun, welcome to the Afterlife! My name is Angela- nice to meet you!" she flashed him a bright smile.

Kasamatsu flushed, retreating his hands quickly as if she was going to burn him. The fact that he's terrified of girls will never change-not even in the after life. There was a moment of silence as he began to process her words. He blinked.

"Afterlife?" he repeated, unsure if that was what the girl said.

The girl nodded, before repeating the word. "Afterlife." She stepped back, fluttering her wings and then proceeded to float a few inches off the ground again.

"Welcome to the Afterlife! It's the place where the deceased souls get to make a decision! There are two choices~ You either pass on to heaven- or you can be reborn back onto Earth. Now~ Which one will you chose?" she questioned, a smile still on her face.

Kasamatsu arched a brow. What about Hell?

"Those going to Hell do not get a choice. They have to go to Hell to repent, and then, only then, do they have the right to pick like you do right now."

The raven's eyes widened. Could she read minds?

"Yes!" she beamed, "I can, as long as we stare at you for more than five seconds!"

"That's cool. . ." he muttered. The Afterlife was definitely different from Earth.

"So? Which one will you choose? Do you choose to go to heaven? Or would you like to be reborn once more?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.

"Reborn." he answered without hesitation.

The girl pursed her lips and then frowned. "Why? Heaven is definitely better! You get to have super duper cool powers and you're immortal! You'd be a fool to choose mortals over immortals!" she chided him.

Kasamatsu looked down at his feet for a long period of time. Why? It was so frickin obvious.

"Hey. . . " he started, his voice soft. He clutched at his chest- where his heart was. "I. . . Kasamatsu Yukio is dead, right?" he asked, slowly lifting his head up.

"Yes! So you should become an angel! They have wings so vehicles are quite uncommon, making the rate of car accidents really low." The silverette reasoned, her agitation making her wings flutter quickly.

After a moment of hesitation, Kasamatsu spoke up. "Do you angels keep records? Of like how the human died, where they died, and . . " He swallowed. "Who was there when they died?"

Angela blinked."Yes, we do. Why are you asking?"

"Can you please tell me about my death, then?"

Angelina hummed, placing a finger on her cheek. "Um, if I remember correctly, you died from an accident by the cliche of a drunk truck driver while you were walking with your kouhai, Kise Ryouta. Am I wrong?

The raven licked his dry lips nervously. "No, you're not wrong. That's exactly what happened. Kise Ryouta- he's the type to blame himself for things that aren't even his fault." he chewed on his lips. Like the game with Touou. "The truth was, I didn't plan on sacrificing my life for him, I thought that I would have been able to get us both out of the way, but, sadly, I was wrong." he grimaced, looking around the place. There was no blue like the Kaijou's basketball uniforms, no orange like the color of a basketball, and no yellow like Kise's hair.

The silverette frowned, eyebrows drawing together. "I'm afraid I don't understand what you're talking about." she blurted, tilting her head to the side.

The teenager huffed, drawing his attention back to the angel. "The point is, I need to tell Kise that it's alright, that it wasn't his fault that I died."

That I saved him to spare myself a heart ache. . . After all, no one wants to see one's important person die right before their eyes, right?

She blinked. "So you chose to be reborn to Earth for him? You would sacrifice immortality and supernatural abilities to reassure your kouhai?" She asked, eyes widen in disbelief. She was so shocked by his decision to be reborn for someone else that his thoughts slipped past her. 'So there are still good humans left,' she mused to herself.

Kasamatsu gave her a smile, though it was a sad one.

"Of course not. Don't make me out to be such a nice guy."

I'm a horrible guy. I didn't want to suffer, so I decided to run away and make him go through it instead. What kind of senpai does that to his kouhai?

Kasamatsu closed his eyes and exhaled.

"I need to fix this with him before that idiot does something that he'll regret." he declared, looking at her with a smile on his face. So I need to go back to where he is.

Angela pouted. "Okay, fine." She snapped her fingers, a mattress, a blanket, and a pillow popped out of nowhere and landed right next to him.

"Sleep here for now- a day in the Afterlife is the same as ten months on Earth. You will be reborned as the second child of Aomine Saki and Aomine Daisuke." she explained, before snapping her finger. "Bye!" She disappeared, there was a loud noise and then only pink smoke was left from where she was standing-err, flying.

The raven blinked. "That was cool. . . " he muttered, eyes glued to where the the girl had been- where the pink smoke is now. He somehow was able to get out of his trance and prepare for bed. Kasamatsu spent the whole night wondering about his new 'family.' And he can't help but think about his old family, his mother, father and his two little brothers. How were they? He felt a little guilty about taking the little baby's body- but he needed to do this. And then he frowned. What about the memories? Do they disappear? The raven furrowed his eyebrows. Then the whole entire point of being reborn to tell Kise that his death wasn't his fault would fail, wouldn't it? He threw his leg over the mattress and sat up.

"ANGELA-SAN!" No response. "ANGELA-SAN! I NEED TO ASK YOU SOMETHING!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. No response. "ANGE-" he was interrupted by the familiar loud noise he had heard of earlier and . . . brute strength.

"OWW!" He hissed- rubbing his head. It had always been him doing the hitting, the sudden role reversal made his head spin.

"God! Don't you know what time it is? It's beepin' 2 AM! Why the heck are you still awake!?"

Kasamatsu winced at the volume, apologized, and then asked what happened to the memory of the deceased.

"The deceased gets to choose if they want to keep their memories! But since you are being reincarnated to reassure someone else that your death was not their fault- I thought it was obvious that you'll choose to be reborn with your memories! Now, excuse me, because not everyone stays up till 2 AM to ponder about their new life like you do! They need their beauty sleep! Don't call me again- or you'll get more than a fist to the head! I'll wake you up tomorrow so just shut up and go to sleep!" the silverette glowered at him, before disappearing again with a crackle and pink smoke.

Kasamstu was left speechless. He blinked. And then curled himself in his blanket. "Note to self: girls are scary- on Earth and even in the Afterlife." he muttered, shivering.

After an hour or more- he unwrapped himself from his blanket and stared at the white ceiling. "Aomine huh?" he mumbled to himself. Where had he heard that name before. . . And then it hit him. He jolted right up and opened his mouth to shout for the angel but stopped. "Don't call me again- or you'll get more than a fist to the head!" He shook his head, curling himself back in the blanket. "It's cannot be him. . .There could be other people who's last name is Aomine," he muttered, trying to convince himself. He repeated it like a mantra to himself before falling into a deep slumber.

My sister had brought up an important question: How can they be reborned with their memories?

And I don't know. But if I was to give you guys an explanation- then something among the lines of "the souls are what are transferred to the new body- and the gods (not angels) have the ability to remove the memories from the souls." If you don't like this explanation, feel free to suggest some things? I hope this isn't too ooc- if you have a problem with this story, feel free to tell me- I may or may not have an answer for you though- sorry.

(If you feel that somethings are ooc, please tell me- or if there are plotholes, tell me that too.