Author's words: This fanfic will be from Kise's point of view and is the first chapter of the university/future arc.
One year later, at a certain university…
"Ryouta, did you see? That guy, Daiki, he got nominated by the coach to join the national team!"
"Ahhh, I guess Aomine must feel glad then."
Since their last meeting during high school graduation, things had never been quite the same again. Kise and Aomine had totally cut off all ties with each other; they were now merely classmates and comrades on the court, nothing more. They stopped hanging out with each other as they decided it was for the better. Even if they happened to hang out, it would be because the generation of miracles were meeting up or that their classmates were having a gathering.
"Aomine", huh…
Kise felt his heart squeeze in pain.
It's been one year, but I still can't seem to call him like I did back then. That decision back then was for the better so I can't turn back, not now, not in the future.
He clutched his chest slightly and closed his eyes. Aomine stopped calling his name since they broke up but Kise didn't blame him; they were both hurting and hiding their feeling. It took a lot for them to look at each other with a straight face; to pretend they had never dated, never broke up, never loved the other party was more painful than any punishment they could possibly receive.
If only I was a girl, none of this would have happened. I didn't want to leave him, not at all.
Aominecchi…
Kise quietly called out that distant name in his heart. They were so near, yet so far. As a matter of fact, after the day they parted, Kise locked himself in his room and cried for weeks before resuming his modeling work.
His manager raged, his parents cried, his friends were worried, Kuroko called, Akashi sent him letters, Murasakibara left some snacks at his place, Midorima gave him a few lucky items, Kasamatsu raged over how his precious "daughter" was mistreated, Imayoshi had a short talk with him to let it go and Sakurai gave him a voodoo doll.
All Kise did was thank them with blank expressions; he couldn't feel anything at all. He didn't want to be pitied; Kise was sure Aomine was hurting as much as he was because their break up was something they both consented to. Unwillingly and bitterly consented to.
Momoi visited Kise as well, she was rather taken aback by their decision to break up and she of course, didn't mention a thing about Aomine.
"Ki-chan, why did you consent to it?"
She asked him the same question many times, but Kise didn't answer.
It was for the best.
That was true, it was a proper answer, but Kise himself, didn't want to admit that it was for the best. How is anything the best with both of them hurt and suffering, running away from each other and cutting off all ties?
Pretend to be friends? Act the same way they did before they got together?
I just can't do it. It'll just hurt more.
Kise's world had turned black and white, inside his mind resounded his silent cries and the world just stared back at him, moving on every single day with his memories withering with tears of sorrow. He was regretting it, but he wouldn't step out of the cage titled "it's for the best".
Aominecchi, Aominecchi…
His weak voice was calling out endlessly deep inside of him.
"Kise."
A familiar voice called out from behind him just before he stepped into the classroom. Kise turned behind carrying the slightest bit of hope, but it wasn't who he imagined to be.
"Haizaki… kun."
"Can we talk?"
Kise nodded as they both left the classroom.
Their silent footsteps were proof of the approaching storm.
"Awake, dear heart, awake. Thou hast slept well. Awake."
Yuki: I know it's still angsty since I'm now writing from Kise's point of view and I know the progress is slow as school just reopened last week for me. Thank you for all the reviews/comments, I enjoyed reading them. I'll be sure to add fluff in soon, SOON. Sorry to everyone who got a rude shock from the previous chapter. /sobs I'll try to update once a week at least~ The last line of the fanfic was basically a line from Shakespeare's "The Tempest" and I have a thing for philosophical stuff and poetic descriptions so yeah... LOL. Feel free to comment/review and such. Until next time~
