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"What is your name?"

"[F/N]."

Remembering your manners, you quickly duck your head and stare at the ground. He was a friend of Master Midorima, easily ranking him above you. Your mind raced as you thought of your dream from the night before. It had only shown a silhouette, moonlight, and cherry blossoms. How strange. The wooden sword lay in the dirt in front of you, polished wood gleaming in the silver light. You fought the urge to pick it up and dust it off, but the dark man was saying something.

"A slave girl… practicing alone at night. How... " He moved suddenly. You took a short breath. He was right in front you, staring intensely. You realized his dark blue hanbok matched his hair. His face was quite handsome… but too close for comfort. You gulped and took a step back out of reflex, body tensing.

"Interesting..." His voice trailed off. He gazed at you for a few seconds with a somewhat sad, yet oddly empty expression on his face. You scowled inwardly, still forcing your view into the ground. What is he doing… After a short pause, he looked upward at the moon and whispered, "Perhaps… this is it…" He stood there quietly, wind softly ruffling his hair. You blinked uncertainedly, and in a flash he had the wooden sword in his right hand, lazily tapping his left palm. His face had the same smirk as before, with no trace of the former bleakness. You went rigid. He snickered and leaned in close. You felt his breath on your ear, as he muttered derisively, "If you want it… Come and get it." He stepped back smoothly, putting a two foot distance between you both, and tilted his head back slightly, looking down at you smugly. He twirled the sword behind his back. Unsure of what to do, you stared as if transfixed by every piece of gravel at your feet. Who even is this person? Why is he doing this? You screamed in your head. You cursed your position as a slave. You wished you had been more patient and waited at least just one more night to practice. His navy eyes watched you amusedly. The silence was suddenly shattered by the sound of a door sliding open. Both of your heads swiveled abruptly towards the noise. It was Master Midorima and Prince Kise.

Your eyes widened and your head shot downwards into a sharp bow. "Master Midorima! Prince Kise! I am deeply sorry to have disturbed the peace! Please forgive me!" You shook with rage on the inside. How stupid of you to have not waited at least one more night!

Midorima observed the man's vain attempt to conceal a self-satisfied smirk behind a mask of undeceiving innocence. "What have you been doing with [F/N], Aomine?!" He sounded rather peeved.

Aomine snorted with amusement. "Nothing. I was about to leave and took a few moments to look at the moon. She just appeared now." He scratched the back of his head, yawned, and glanced casually in your direction, as if he had just noticed you. "So [F/N], huh? What an awful name you gave to your slave, Midorima." His rough tone was full of pointed taunting. Your eyes twitched irritatedly in his direction, and out of the corner of your eye you saw that he had hidden your wooden sword somewhere in his hanbok. How?! His speed is incredible. You felt annoyed. His alluring blue eyes met yours and had a devilish glint to them. Your annoyance grew. You took a sharp breath. Prince Kise laughed and thumped Midorima on the back. "Midorimacchi, don't take Aominecchi too seriously. You know how he is." Midorima sniffed with annoyance. "You idiots." He sighed. Turning to you, he said, "Did you need me for anything [F/N]?" Thinking furiously, you blurted, "No Master. I was just getting some wa-" when Aomine interrupted. You froze at the sound of his voice. "Well I've seen enough. I'm going now. See you guys around, Kise and Midorima." Crossing his arms in front of his chest, he yawned again and walked away.

You relaxed, and realizing what he said, you stiffened once more. Unbelievable! He still had your damn sword! "He-!" You snarled and snapped your head up in his direction, forgetting your place for a second. Midorima and Prince Kise blinked in surprise. Aomine stopped walking, and without turning, interrupted you again in the middle of your insult. "Like I said, if you want it… Come and get it." The wind laughed along with him as he disappeared into the shadows of the night. You stared open-mouthed in disbelief and rage at his retreating figure. What is that supposed to mean?! Too late, you become aware of Master and Prince observing you strangely. You duck down. "I must beg for forgiveness Mas-!" Midorima waved you off. "It is dismissed. Go to sleep [F/N]."

You bow your head deeper in relief. "You are most gracious Master Midorima."

"Think nothing of it." He turned away.

"Midorimacchi, walk with me." Kise commanded.
"As you wish." Midorima replied shortly.

"Now now, Midorimacchi, is that any way to speak to a Prince of this nation?" Kise teased, voices fading as the two of them walked towards the greenhouse in the back.

Your knees gave out and you fell to the ground. What do I do now…

You stared into the stars. They seemed to be twinkling too merrily for a night like this. After laying there for a few minutes, you dragged yourself to your room, feeling empty. You rolled onto your side, not being able to sleep. Slowly, you felt a burning coal in your stomach, kindling a blazing fire that could not be extinguished with forgiveness. You see Master Hyuuga's and Master Teppei's smiling faces and the sword they had taken time out of their busy lives to make for you. And this person had simply taken it! This Aomine. Indignant, you sat up and gripped your blankets. Closing your eyes, you involuntarily recall the feeling you had when you felt his warm breath on your ear, close enough to feel the heat from his body, his smooth, low voice, and the expression on his face when he gazed at you… ! You shook your head in disbelief. What am I thinking! You felt even more aggravated than before. You glared at your ceiling. You were going to get that stupid wooden sword back. No matter what it took. You were going to make Aomine regret it! You were going to…

(At Aomine's House)

Aomine sat on his patio, legs dangling above a koi pond, listening to the water run and the wind whistle through the trees. He smiled peacefully at the moon and stars, hair ruffling in the breeze. She would…

Come and get it.

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