Chapter 3: It's all about the basketballs

Aomine Daiki was blushing.

Yes, the renowned ace of the Generation of Miracles and current ace of Touou academy was indeed blushing furiously. It was an undeniable fact and if one would see his face flushing at the moment, this would have been obvious.

They just ate together, like, like a date. What the fuck?

It wasn't a date.

Kise had been there, so it obviously wasn't. Why the fuck would he even think of that? He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. Nope. Nope. Not a date. Not a chance. Kise was here.

Speaking of the blond, Kise was walking behind the two. Aomine wanted to see why he was walking so slowly. It just wasn't like him. He thought the ikemen would be pestering him about the one-on-one. Usually, Kise would be all smiles and talking non-stop over the one-on-one.

He wanted to look behind and ask him about—about anything actually. Right now, he'd welcome whatever the shorter boy would say. Walking side by side with Rei felt weird. She wasn't talking, just sipping the drink she bought from the fastfood place.

Aomine turned his head sideways, hoping that Kise would provide him with a distraction.

To his surprise, Kise was grinning haughtily at him. What?

What was going on? Was there something he didn't know? Why was that blond guy smirking like that? "Oi, Kiseeee, the hell is that creepy smile for?"

This time all three of them stopped. Rei turned around and stopped slurping her drink. "Huh?"

"Eh~ It's nothing, Aominecchi!" His tone was pretty convincing, both playful and naïve sounding. But, his smile didn't cease. He was grinning even wider now and it wasn't a fake smile. It was the smile that screamed that Kise Ryouta knew a dirty, dirty secret.

"Don't nothing me! You know something I don't, don't you?!" Aomine was suddenly very fired up. That face, that goddamned smirk was just getting him.

So, they started fighting over the blond's annoying smile.


Rei was watching, eyes with interest as the two fought. Well, it wasn't much of a fight since no one was winning and they just looked like idiots.

She was still drinking and slurping all the contents of her drink. Even though the contents of were only ice slowly melting. Shoot, she should have brought popcorn. The two were pretty entertaining.

"What?! Just tell me what you're smiling about!"

Er, that didn't sound like their normal banter. Man, what the hell, Daiki? "Hey," they both turned to her. Aomine still had an aura that seemed he was irked, while Kise had sweatdrops all over him. His face practically said 'someone please save me'.

"Don't you guys want to play basketball or something?"


"…" There was an eerie silence again. This time it contained both anger and an air of desperation.

"We don't have a ball." Kise voiced out the obvious.

"Ha! Why would you even invite me without a ball?! You expect us to play basketball without a ball?!" The tanned boy ranted off and the other one started apologizing for sheer stupidity. He just got off work, Kise was pretty sure Aomine would be the one bringing the ball.

Rei was standing beside the two. They'd finally arrived near the courts. There were two courts, one currently empty—which they could use, if they had a ball—and another where a bunch of college guys were playing.

Her expression was deadpan.

She wasn't exactly expressionless, per se. Ryuuzen Rei's face, if one would dare look at it, was one that said "so tired of this bullshit". She had a terrible day. First she was stood up, then she spent most of her time sitting on the park bench alone, then she had to deal with this.

The two basketball morons were fighting.

Again.

Then she was that the college guys had more than one ball, probably even three.

"Alright, I'll just ask those guys over there if we could borrow their ball after they play or borrow one of them or something." She said out loud, then faced the other way and started moving towards the other court.

The two stared at her retreating form as if she'd grown a third, no, a fourth, no, a fifth head and suddenly sprouted six limbs.

They stood in shock. Surely she wasn't going to go up to a bunch of grown men to, cough, cough, ask if she could borrow their balls.

"Excuse me, can I borrow one of your balls?"

Fuck.


Three grown men were pretty surprised when they saw a pretty small and pretty cute girl approach them in the middle of the night.

They were even more surprised when she asked them if she could borrow one of their balls.

Was, was this a joke? A prank?

A dare?

One of them—the tallest one-recovered fast. "I don't know, can you?" He retorted, smirking. Hey, the girl was pretty cute. Definitely cute. Maybe she's even in high school or something.

She ignored him, not missing the lecherous smirk.

"I'm sorry, but could I borrow one of your basketballs?" She repeated, totally unfazed by the first responder. "Hey, now, ignoring me isn't nice." The first commented again.

This was, uh, not really going well, she thought.

"Eh, what's a middle schooler doing here at a time like this?" The shortest of the three stared at her. To which she replied "I'm in high school."

She really didn't get if he was joking or something.

"For a high schooler, you're pretty short" the other one agreed and she was getting more irritated than when she was with Kise and Aomine.

"This is normal height for high school girls."

"But, you're pretty cute, you know?"

Okay, this was getting bad. The three were kinda, sorta surrounding her. Not completely, but just enough to make her feel uncomfortable. And she was feeling very uncomfortable.

Finally, the two basketball morons that were just fighting unfroze and ran beside her. Kise was slightly apologetic. Not wanting a fight, he tried to smooth things over.

On the other hand, Daiki was doing the complete opposite. He stood up, not saying anything. He didn't have to. His glare of death spoke levels. There was an intimidating aura surrounding them and the college guys didn't like that. Nope.

"Oi, how 'bout you leave those two losers and play with your three onii-sans?" The tallest was an inch taller than Aomine, which she thought was impossible. Daiki was already, what? Six foot two?

Daiki's glare intensified and even Kise was annoyed at this point.

"How about we settle this with a match?" The blond was the first to propose the idea.

Daiki was smirking.

"Fine by us, but don't start crying 'cause you high schoolers can't handle us." The three boys were ready to kick these guys' asses.


They were defeated.

Utterly crushed and absolute devastation was what the three guys reduced to.

The two boys, along with the girl who started a little basketball fight were walking away from the courts. "I'm sorry ikemen-kun, er, Kise-kun," She had always called him ikemen in her head, but it always came out as Kise-kun. Calling him ikemen-kun outside her mind was definitely a first. "I'm sorry that you didn't have your one-on-one with Daiki".

The blond noted how she always called Aomine "Daiki". Just Daiki. There were no honorifics added, but even he didn't call him by his first name.

"It's okay Ryucchi! I still got to play basketball with Aominecchi!" He was still his chipper self, but Aomine noted the new nickname. She did too, but ignored it. It's just probably a weird naming habit, she thought to herself.

"What the hell were you thinking asking if you could borrow their fucking—" Aomine's voice wavered and it was as if he were choking the next word out "basketballs!"

"I was thinking, hey, they have more than one. Maybe they could lend us one and you two could finally play. I was thinking maybe they'd be nice enough to."

"Obviously, you were wrong! What kind of girl goes up to guys and asks them if they could borrow their balls?! You have no sense of danger, moron!"

"Who cares. You two finally played basketball." Her face showed a lack of concern and remorse for what had all occurred, but then she did a complete 180 and smiled widely, "But thanks to Aomine-kun and Kise-kun, nothing bad happened to me."

Her smile was huge and there Aomine Daiki felt a small ba-dump.

What the hell?

This girl was gonna kill him someday. Someday, yeah, someday. He was just thankful it wasn't today. But, what the heck, that smile was pretty nice.


Omake:

Ryuuzen Rei was going to be the death of him, he knew it. He just knew it.

He dropped to the floor all of a sudden. Eh?!

An ambulance and a police car came to the scene. A policeman started to ask both companions of the tanned male questions like what they were doing at the scene so late.

Aomine Daiki was covered up with white cloth.

"Sir, I think we may have the cause of death," one of the paramedics stated, lifting part of the cloth. The policeman came closer along with the teens "What is it?"

"Sir, he has the words 'Ryuuzen Rei did this' all over himself."

"There's no mistaking it. The cause of dead is that girl over there."

"Wait, wait, wait, are you saying that I killed him?!"


Omake #2:

Aomine Daiki woke up after allegedly suddenly collapsing. Wait, where was he? Everything was white and it felt amazingly calm and serene.

"Daiki, you're finally awake." A voice called out. He had to move his head around to see the person. It was Rei's voice.

"Stay away! You killed me!"

"Oi! I did not!"

"…" Both were silent, Aomine still didn't believe her. Short as she was, she was smart enough to kill him.

Then, he couldn't take it anymore. He blurted out the first thing he wanted to know "Is this hell?"

"Eh, why would you think that?" So Aomine still didn't know he was in the hospital.

"Because you're here—" He never finished his sentence.


Author's Note: I'm really sorry if the chapter before wasn't exciting or anything, so here you guys go. I was aiming for funny and for a very confused Aomine-kun, hence his seemingly out of character actions, but it might be a bit too much.

Anyway, thank you for the time in reading this—if anyone is reading this.

There are parts that are so cliché I just want to hide somewhere. But I really liked the comedy in this chapter and hopefully some of you guys do too.

Lastly, happy birthday Aomine-kun, this chapter was for you.