"Oi, where the hell are you aiming at? Idiot."

When Aomine threw yet another insult at Wakamatsu for missing the hoop, Kagami felt the little patience that remained in him snap like a twig. He had tried really hard to ignore Aomine and his insufferable attitude but there was only so much he could take. Three weeks was quite the accomplishment though; he was surprised at himself for being able to last that long.

Fisting his hands into tight balls he slowly turned to the bluenette. Takao who was standing next to him looked up; he followed Kagami's gaze and instantly understood what the redhead was thinking. Those blazing, red eyes said it all.

"Don't," Takao said warningly, effectively stopping the seething redhead who had taken a step in Aomine's direction.

"Huh?"

"Trust me, I know how you feel, but whatever you're thinking it's a bad idea."

"Someone has to beat some sense into him. If no one else has the balls to do it then I will."

Kagami took another step forward but was once again stopped by Takao who grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"You could get into a lot of trouble. His family is-"

"I don't care."

The redhead yanked his arm free from his teammate's grip and with angry strides approached the bench.

"Aomine!"

The entire gym went silent at his booming voice. Kagami could feel all eyes settle on him and the smirking bluenette seated on the bench. Normally he would be uncomfortable with the attention but at that moment he was too angry to care.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"If you're just gonna sit there on your lazy ass you might as well get out! You don't even have to be here so why the hell do you bother?"

Aomine raised an eyebrow mockingly, looking at Kagami as if he thought he was really stupid.

"Do you really have to ask? I thought it was obvious," Aomine purred and purposely raked his eyes up the fuming redhead's body. It just so happened that Kagami had taken his shirt off a little while ago, leaving his broad chest fully exposed.

"How could I ever miss the opportunity to see you all sweaty and panting wearing only a pair of shorts?"

"Bastard-"

"You should be flattered. Practice is a complete waste of my time but I show up anyway just for you."

Any more and Kagami wouldn't be able to control himself. Despite what he'd said to Takao, he knew that his upperclassman was right. Hitting Aomine was a bad idea and the trouble he could get into wasn't worth it. So he had to find another way to shut the bastard up.

With a determined look in his eyes he picked up a basketball from the floor.

"Play me. If I win you'll leave me alone and attend practice normally like everyone else for the rest of the year."

Aomine snorted, obviously amused. While he couldn't deny that Kagami was a decent player, the guy was nowhere near his level. A one-on-one would only be a waste of time and energy. He was about to turn the redhead down but changed his mind when a thought suddenly struck him. He could use this situation to his advantage.

"All right. But if I win you're going out with me this Saturday."

"Tch. No fucking way."

"Ohh? So you don't think you can beat me?"

"That's not what I said! As if I'd lose to you!"

"Then you have nothing to worry about, right?"

Kagami hesitated for a brief moment. There was no way Aomine was as good as everyone said. Besides, if he backed out now he would look like a complete idiot.

"Well?"

"Fine! First to five."

It didn't take long before the score was settled.

Kagami lost.

"Well, at least you managed to score two points against me. I guess you're not that useless."

"S-shut up..." the redhead managed to say through his heavy breathing. He was sweating like crazy, body hunched over and his hands resting on his knees.

Damn Aomine was fast. Kagami had barely been able to keep up. And what the hell was up with those shots? Aomine hadn't even looked at the hoop when he threw the ball to score. He glared at the smug-looking bluenette who was looking down at him with an annoying sense of superiority.

"Saturday at seven. I'll pick you up."

Kagami's scowl deepened.

"You don't even know where I live!"

"Kise was kind enough to give me your address."

Kise?

'That traitor!'

"Guess I'll be going now."

"Wait Aomine-" Wakamatsu began to protest but was immediately silenced by a dark glare from Aomine's eyes.

"Yes?" He asked warningly and grinned when he caught his upperclassman swallow hard in his throat.

"N-nothing."

"I thought so."

A few minutes after Aomine left, the coach came back from a meeting with the principal and instantly scolded them for slacking off. They all hurriedly went back to practice but Kagami found himself unable to focus on anything. The only thing that went through his head was how badly he wanted to murder Aomine in his sleep.

Aomine, on the other hand, was very pleased about the situation. Kagami had done all the work for him with his ridiculous little challenge. Now he didn't have to go through the trouble of getting Kagami to agree on going out with him by pretending to care about his life. Perhaps he wouldn't even have to use as much the information Kise had given him.