Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basuke © Tadatoshi Fujimaki
Warning: AU, what if skenario, shounen ai, foul language, slight oOC-ness, possible mistakes and grammar errors

Fourth Impression: Aomine Daiki

As for Aomine Daiki, it could happen like this…

Aomine was an energetic, brazen 14 year old tan boy with midnight colored eyes and dark blue hair. He was also a part of a group of basketball genius, the Generation of Miracle, from Teikou Middle. Moreover, he loved the sport with passion that sometimes, practicing at school only wasn't enough for him.

Lately, there was that new blond kid, Kise Ryouta, that became his one on one opponent after the mandatory practice, but today, the kid got some kind of modeling job he had to be present at, so he couldn't accompany Aomine after practice.

There was also Tetsu who'd be willing to go together with him for extra training, but he had been called by his parents to go home early because there was a family gathering or some short, so he couldn't be with Aomine as well today.

Well, it's been awhile, but I think I'll go to the street ball court. Who knows, maybe I can find someone to practice with—Aomine shrugged and told Satsuki, his childhood friend, to go home first because he would play outside for a bit.

There were a lot of people gathering in the street ball court when Aomine arrived there, some shouting obscenities and some jeering with glee.

"Come on, uncle, you can't be this bad."

Huh?—Aomine was intrigued as he heard a voice, speaking in English.

"You little brat!"

Another voice, glowering (in Japanese) as the game seemed to resume. The cheer raised in volume as a reaction. Aomine slipped inside the crowd to look at what happened in the court. It was just in time when he poked his head in and his eyes was greeted by the sight of a red haired kid, probably not older than himself, pivoting sharply and driving past the defending dark haired man before he jumped high enough to dunk the ball in the hoop.

Whoah!—Aomine was impressed. There were not many people could dunk, especially in his age. Besides, looking at his height after he landed and straightened himself , Aomine seemed taller than him slightly.

The crowd immediately roared in excitement. "Awesome Taiga! You really kick his ass!"

"Fuck!" the middle aged man cursed as he tried to get up since he fell down earlier.

"Ahaha, you're not bad, old man!" the red haired kid grinned before extending his hand at the irritated looking adult.

"This isn't over!" he slapped the kid's hand away before he stood up by himself.

"Ouch," the red haired kid pouted slightly, stroking his hand.

"Here," then the older guy handed him some money.

"Aah? Sheesh, I told you I don't need the money. I just wanted to feel the thrill cuz' basketball gamble is intense," the red haired kid shoved the money back to the man.

"What?" The man looked dumbfounded.

"What a waste, Taiga! Accept the money and give it to us if you don't want to!" Some people yelled at him with a mocking tone.

"Shut up, you good for nothing fellas! Earn your own damned money in your own freaking game!" the kid, who was called Taiga apparently, shouted back at them indignantly. The crowd laughed heartily at that.

Aomine was perplexed. Apparently he had witnessed some illegal basketball gambling, but he heard the rumor that it was quite common in night street ball game. Though, Aomine had never been part of it before since it was dangerous, and it usually involved gangster and violence. That red haired kid had guts to actually played in one, and he even refused the winning money.

"Oh, hey, look at that! Isn't that Aomine Daiki?"

Aomine cringed. Apparently some people there noticed and knew him. Well, he was quite famous as young street ball player before he entered Teikou Middle, so it wasn't that strange if one or two people knew him from where he used to play street ball back then.

"Ooh! You're right! Heard Daiki joined some official basketball club at middle school, huh? What is it again… Teikou?"

"Tsk, shut it you guys. It's not a big deal. I was just trying to look for some game," Aomine tried to act cool and nonchalant, but the atmosphere in night street ball game really was different from the afternoon one.

"Ah! Why don't you challenge Taiga here, Daiki? He's been famous recently for asking to join in basketball gamble game, but he always refuses to take the money after he wins!"

Well, there was a first to anything, and Aomine was indeed curious with that kid, Taiga.

"Hnn? What's wrong, uncle? A new challenger?" Like a cue, Taiga suddenly approached, his face gruff and dangerous. "Oh?" then he blinked as his tiger's eyes met Aomine. "What, a kid?" he raised his split eyebrows.

What the hell was that strange eyebrows? Anyway, did he just call Aomine a KID?

"Aren't you a kid too?!" Aomine couldn't help protesting, scowling a little.

Taiga's intense red eyes zeroed on Aomine's, face hard and somber before his expression suddenly broke into a grin. "Well, if you put it that way, it's true," then he laughed slightly.

What's with this guy?—Aomine was baffled, surprised with the sudden change of attitude. Who was he? He seemed very strong in basketball. Well, there was only one way to know about it.

"Alright, you. Play with me," Aomine challenged, pointing at Taiga piercingly.

Taiga blinked once before he smirked. "Bring it on."

Aomine couldn't believe that he had a hard time defending from Taiga's attack. It was frontal and brutally honest. There even weren't much feints, but the movements were precise, and sharper than most basketball player he had ever been up against. It was still raw, but totally brazen and intense and Aomine thought he was dealing with some kind of wild animal instead of a person.

His basketball sense is incredible!

"Ooh! It's draw! It's draw!"

"Come on, Taiga! Don't lose!"

"Daiki too! Gooo!"

Aomine made a slight mistake in reading Taiga's eyes, because he suddenly move to the opposite direction and drove in, breaking Aomine's defense.

Shit!

"I'll own you!" Taiga immediately jumped so high. Aomine jumped as well to block the dunk, and luckily, he was more agile than Taiga as he was able to touch the ball and changed its course before it could swish into the net. "Aaaaah!" Taiga looked mighty disappointed at that.

"Dangerous…!" Aomine wheezed while bending. He didn't expect that he would find and face such raw power here, at street ball game of all places. He underestimated the guy and nearly lost because of it.

"But man, you're incredible! I've never seen a player like you before! Daiki, was it?" Taiga asked, his eyes alight with awe. "Your playing style is awesome! I love it!"

Aomine flushed as Taiga's face was suddenly so close to his. Whoa! Per-personal space, damn it!

"O-oh, thanks. You're quite good yourself," Aomine said, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"But really, if all basketball players were strong like you, Japanese basketball would be more awesome to play," Taiga said as he walked to the courtside, other people now taking their places inside the court to play.

"Are you mocking Japanese basketball?" Aomine looked at Taiga's back ridiculously. Who the hell was this guy, speaking as if he was better than all basketball player in Japan?

"Well, compared to American, it's still far from enough, right?" Taiga looked somewhat dissatisfied.

"Comparing it to American, you…!" Aomine blinked as he saw the blazer that Taiga took from the bench. "Wha—wait a damn second! You… you're Teikou's student?!" he gaped, shocked.

"Hn? Yeah," Taiga took a drink from a bottle he fished out from his gym bag.

"No way! I've never seen you around before! I meant, with your skill you should have been placed in the first string of Teikou's basketball club right away!" Aomine shouted in disbelief.

"Ah… I just moved there. It's not even three days yet since I entered the school," Taiga replied, smiling. "Maybe I'll look into the basketball club. You're there, right?" then he grinned cheerily.

Aomine felt his face heat slightly. W-what is this… suddenly… my heart…!

Aomine didn't know what happened, but every time Taiga smiled, there was that kyuuuun feeling that seemed to squeeze his heart in strange way. What the hell happened?!

"T-then you should… you should visit the club tomorrow," Aomine suggested, somehow feeling keyed up so rapidly. The prospect of playing and practicing with him everyday was too enticing.

"Ah, maybe I will. See you tomorrow at school then, Daiki," Taiga waved with a wide smile before he turned around and walked away.

"Y-yeah!" Aomine waved back and was dazed for a while until Taiga's figure disappeared behind the turn before—

Huh? Wait! What class does he attend? What year? Oh no! I don't even know his family name! Daaaamn! I should have asked his phone number!—

Oh yeah, Aomine was totally fascinated. Apparently there was a very interesting transfer student in Teikou with an amazingly raw basketball skill, and he couldn't wait to meet the guy again to get to know him better after this.

End of Fourth Impression

A/N: Ahaha, Aomine falls in love at first sight *loooool* But, really, Aomine and Kagami should have met in basketball situation because they are both basketball idiots *rotfl* I know, unoriginal, but this is fitting for them. What do you think?