Chapter 4- Let's be stupid together.

A/N: Being from LA like Kagami, I gave him some of my accent haha. I got a beta reader yay!

We don't have a game today Kagami-kun," Kuroko stated. Kagami ignored Kuroko to continue staring at the same tree he'd been staring at all lunch. Kuroko sighed mentally, and tried to reign in his irritation. "Kagami-kun," he repeated again, this time with less patience. Again- nothing. He settled for jabbing his teammate in the side.

"Ow what the fuck!" Kagami jerked in both pain and surprise. He snapped a glare at Kuroko, "What the heck man!"

Patience, patience. Kuroko told himself. In the same level voice he answered: "You have been staring at that tree for half an hour. You have bags under your eyes- and we don't have a game today, so I know it wasn't caused by anticipation. You paid attention even less in class today, too."

Kagami crossed his arms and groaned. "You're such a nag. Get off my back, man."

Kuroko jabbed him again, anger showing on his face, but he was not necessarily intimidating. Kagami swore loudly, clamping a hand to his bruised side. "I'm not nagging, I'm just concerned."

Kagami huffed at that, but he couldn't meet Kuroko's eyes. Even he knew he was being willful, but he didn't really want to talk to Kuroko about this, anyways. "It's nothing, just some shit between Aomine and I." Kuroko's eyebrows shot up, and he began to say something but couldn't find the words. Kagami carefully avoided meeting Kuroko's gaze, fidgeting nervously. To distract himself, he started unwrapping the second giant sandwich he had packed for lunch.

As he was about to take a bite, Kuroko eyed him wryly. In a slow, cautious voice he questioned his friend. "You have never acted this way after a fight with him before." Kuroko paused, to see if Kagami would offer up an explanation. When none was given, he continued. "You're not fighting about something stupid this time, are you?"

Kagami sighed. He could feel the anger bristle through him, just remembering. "He's ignoring me. He won't answer my texts or calls."

"Have you tried talking to him in person?" Kuroko wasn't too surprised Aomine would shut Kagami out. He was good at shutting people out.

"No! And I don't want to. He can sulk all he wants to for all I care."

It seemed the opposite though to Kuroko. It seemed Kagami cared a lot. "That is not very mature."

"I don't give a fuck about mature. He's the one being immature, anyways. He started this."

You are both being immature, Kuroko thought to himself. "What are you even fighting about this time?"

Kagami clenched his hands into fists, and glared at Kuroko. For all his anger, he couldn't hold back the embarrassment that blushed his cheeks. "Nothing. I don't want to talk about it."

Interesting. To hide his surprise, Kuroko deadpanned, "Ok Kagami-kun. I'll drop it."

"Don't tell Momoi about this either!" He snapped, eying him warily.

The corners of Kuroko's mouth twitched up ever so slightly: his equivalent of a deeply amused grin. He had no doubt Momoi knew about this way before Kuroko even noticed anything was wrong. Never estimate her information gathering skills. He reassured his teammate anyways, and decided to change the topic to something a little less hostile.

"If you wanted to avoid me, you shouldn't hide in the same spot every time." Momoi was leaning over him, trying her best to be intimidating. Maybe it was her pink hair, or because he could see her panties from this angle, but Aomine was more amused than frightened.

"You would find me wherever I went anyway. I might as well be comfortable." Aomine stretched out lazily just to prove his point.

"Got that right." Momoi would hunt him down like a hawk. Her intel gathering skills didn't land her a place amongst the Generation of Miracles for anything. "This isn't about avoiding me." She said firmly: it was a statement rather than a question.

"No." Aomine could feel the anxiety bubble up and tense his muscles. He was trying to avoid this conversation. Momoi was a good interrogator, and he could only really resist by acting like a total bastard. He was being enough of a jerk as it was.

"It's about you avoiding Kagami."

"How did you know about that!" He winced. Of course she knew. "Never mind. I don't care just leave me alone." Aomine rolled on his side to face away from her. Waiting tense in nervous silence, he tried to pretend she wasn't there.

"Nope. No can do." She replied cheerfully. "I'm much to nosey to let something like this go." Aomine muttered something disgruntled in reply. "What did you do this time?"

"Who says it was me." He didn't even sound convincing to himself. Momoi hummed her disapproval. His skin prickled, and he could feel her eyes scan him. She hummed again, mental gears churning. "He rejected you."

"No!" Maybe.

"You haven't even given him the chance to reply yet, then." Aomine could feel the knot of guilt tug at his throat. She left unsaid that he was now being a coward. Avoiding Kagami so that he couldn't be rejected.

"It's freaking annoying how you know all this." Aomine grumbled, picking himself up. He turned to face Momoi, wearing a dramatic frown to emphasize his point. Aomine thought she looked a little smug. He scanned the rooftop, eyes locking on the ladder leading down. He glanced over to Momoi nervously.

"Don't even think about it."

"Think about what?" Aomine replied as nonchalantly as he could. Momoi's eyes slanted a bit, and she side stepped to block Aomine's direct line of escape.

"Why do you always do this?" She threw her hands up in exasperation.

Aomine shifted his weight onto his other foot. "Do what?"

"Run away from your problems."

"I don't always."

"Only for the important things." Aomine retreated a step, a little insulted. "He could say yes."

Aomine groaned. "I really doubt that."

"He liked Tetsu-kun, there is still a chance."

"Who told you that?" Momoi raised an eyebrow. Stupid question. "Ok fine. At least tell me what you know. Does he like me?"

"Not my place. You need to find out for yourself."

"I don't need your help anyways!" Aomine was border line pissed off. Momoi stepped aside as Aomine stormed passed her.

"Good luck!" She called back to him.

Aomine toyed with is phone, thinking about unlocking it and texting Kagami. He also thought about ignoring the problem some more. The phone suddenly vibrated in his hands, and he nearly dropped it. He knew who it was before he even checked the display. Kagami. He let out a deep breath he didn't know he was holding and unlocked the phone. Kagami's message was short and simple, why are you ignoring me?

Aomine's heart pounded in his chest, adrenaline shaking is hand. He typed out his reply slowly: I wasn't ignoring you, I was avoiding you. There is a difference.

The phone vibrated again almost immediately. As expected, Kagami only had one thing to say, why? Aomine considered throwing the phone away. He really didn't want to answer, but he knew that he had to eventually. He grabbed his comforter and tangled himself in it, as if he could just disappear and lose himself in it. To be anywhere but here.

It took almost all of his willpower, but he managed a reply: I didn't want to hear your answer.

There was a pause, a couple minutes maybe, but Aomine is distinctly aware of the ticking of his wall clock. He swallowed back the burning of frustrated tears. He laid his arm over his face, shielding his eyes with the crook of his arm. His arm felt cold against his burning face, and it had a calming effect. His other hand lay at his side, clenching his phone so hard that his knuckles turned white. It jumped alive again, and Aomine rolled onto his stomach with a groan of distress. He read it, a simple, that's understandable, and is slightly let down. It buzzed again as Aomine is reread the message. It shook Aomine up even more; he didn't even have time to collect himself for an answer. He clicked onto the new message, his pulse so fast it felt as if it could choke him.

I think we are at least worth a shot.

He heard himself gasp, but was so caught up in replying that he was barely aware. So is that a yes then? He typed furiously, and hit send. He waited an agonizing few seconds for the reply. His phone was open, he didn't even bother to let it go to lock screen. Kagami's reply popped up, and Aomine's eyes scan it with a hunger.

For now you can take it as that. But I would rather figure this out together.

Together, Aomine says aloud to confirm it to himself. He likes the sound of together.

Ok, he replied. Meet me tomorrow, usual place. Good night.

Good night. Kagami replied, and then his phone went silent. Aomine laid back and stared into his ceiling. He was panting slightly, and his lungs were burning from holding his breath for too long. He couldn't help but have a stupid grin on his face. He knew it was there, and that he looked like a fool, but he couldn't bring himself to care. His skin was practically steaming, happiness and excitement tingling from the inside. "Fuck" he whispered coarsely, as if to sum up the entire situation.

Aomine and Kagami both showed up to the park with dark circles under their eyes. Aomine stifled a laugh, but doesn't even bother hiding a bright grin full of teeth. Looks like they both had been excited. Kagami blushed and turned his face away, trying to hide his own silly grin. Aomine couldn't help but think it was the cutest fucking thing. "Hey" Aomine called out to him, but silently regretted it. Just 'Hey'? That was too casual. He should have said something charming and romantic. Kagami replied with the same awkward one liner. Thank god, he sucks as much as me, Aomine thought in relief.

"You are a fucking idiot." Aomine recoiled a bit: he wasn't really expecting that. "Don't avoid me again. Freaking frustrating." Aomine said nothing, and let Kagami continue, "And since when do you like guys?"

"Oi! Why can't I like guys." That sounded stupid.

Kagami gave him a look, something along the lines of 'wow captain obvious'. "Well last time I checked, you always have at least one porno mag on you. And you're always going on about the greatness of boobs."

"They are pretty great." His grin is wiped off his face by sharp look from his friend.

"In case you haven't notice, Aomine. I don't have any."

Aomine's eyes trailed downward towards Kagami's chest. Speaking modestly, Kagami had a nice body. Speaking truthfully, he had a fucking sexy body. Tall, with rippling muscles. He wasn't bulky, but he had all the lines and tone in all the right places. His chest though, was the icing on the cake. Broad, sculpted, and topped by a delicate collar bone. Kagami had abs that trailed down his long torso and ended right above his waistband. Aomine's favorite feature was Kagami's pecks. He could see the outline through Kagami's shirt. He always caught himself wishing Kagami wore tighter ones.

Kagami looked down to where Aomine was staring. It clicked, and Kagami raged, "Oh screw you! I don't have boobs."

Aomine couldn't help but to laugh and feed the flame. "I think you could fit into a B-cup at least." Kagami moved to shove Aomine, who had too smug a smirk on his face. Kagami instead cupped Aomine's chest.

"Yeah well I bet you could fit in a C-cup with the pair you got on you."

Aomine covered Kagami's hands with his own and held them in place on his chest. "I would wear one for you if you agreed to date me."

Kagami stilled. He had almost forgotten what they were there for in the first place. "So are we, uh going to talk here?" Kagami asked him.

"What? Oh." Aomine looked around, confused. Right. They met at the park. There were plenty of stroller moms taking their daily jog, and some sort of old people aerobics class. They probably wouldn't appreciate two tall muscly guys have a gay moment. Aomine quickly released Kagami's hands, and flushed at the thought. He looked at Kagami and he could feel his head swim with dizziness. Gay moment, that was exactly what this was, gay. He never really connected the two: crushing on Kagami, and being gay. Dating a man.

"Uh, Aomine?" Kagami asked again, a little concerned now. Aomine was looking a little jumpy.

"Let's go to my place." Aomine blurted out. He cringed inwardly, and followed up with, "If you are cool with it I mean. No one is home, but it's not like…"

"I'm fine with it." Kagami replies, not a bit concerned.

Kagami had never been in Aomine's room before, and he kind of expected it be messy. The first shock was how clean it was. "Expecting a guest today? I would have never expected your room to be so tidy."

"Hey, screw you. I want to keep my stuff nice." Aomine replied in good cheer. It wasn't the first time he'd heard that.

The second shock was the wall of shoes. "I can see why you would." Kagami's mouth was hanging open just a bit as he took in the wall of high end sneakers. "When did you start collecting? Some of these look brand new."

Aomine moved towards him and leaned in close to pluck a shoe from the wall. Way too close. Kagami tensed and cursed at himself. Now was not the time to become overly aware of Aomine. Though they were home alone; Aomine had assured him of his honorable intentions, but being teenagers in the throws of puberty- anything could happen.

"Some of them are new." Aomine continued casually. "You could have a pair if you like one."

"Perk of dating you?"

Aomine's voice is low and coarse in his reply. "No, I would have given it to you anyways. But it would be even better if you were dating me."

"You really like me then." Kagami said, mostly to himself. Aomine wanted to ask him how could he not like him, but held his tongue. "The world is a crazy place."

"What is so crazy about me liking you?" Aomine snapped. He sounded a lot harsher than he wanted to.

Kagami stares at him for a moment. "We will probably fight a lot."

"We fight a lot anyways."

"Boobs aside, I have a dick Aho. Can you really deal with that?"

Aomine huffed. "I have one too you know."

"It's not the same and you know it!" Kagami glared at him. "Take this seriously."

"I am. I'm always serious, but no one believes me." Aomine drawled, slow and insufferable. He couldn't help but to provoke him: Kagami all riled up was too cute.

"Fine. Whatever. You don't get to complain about it later."

Aomine quirked up an eyebrow. "So you agree then? There will be a later."

Kagami realized his mistake, and was abashed. "Geez. Yes. Ok I will date you." He raised a hand to cover his embarrassment. Aomine was on him in a second, yanking his hand down and stealing another quick rough kiss.