Frozen: First Snow

"Ha…ha….ha….." The blonde panted heavily flittering through the subway running through the guarded gate swiping his metro pass quickly.

I totally spazzed.

He moved his legs as quickly they could carry him towards the terminal ignoring the suspicious stares. He completely forgot about the dinner with Aomine's parents that evening, despite the promise he made to come. Yamato reminded him of his date and he rushed out of the studio frantically

["It's really important…so don't miss it."
"I won't," he frowned bothered. Why did Aomine have such little faith in him? If He said he was coming he was coming.
"I'm serious. Don't flake for once in your life Kise," Aomine stared skeptically.
"I won't! Tuesday at 8pm! Got it!" ]

He even reminded me...

Kise caught the train just in time as the doors closed behind him.

"Ha…ha…ha…." He could not even feel the frigid cold as his hot breath smoked every time he panted.

"It's already 9," he breathed heavily walking up the train station stairs wearily. The photo shoot should have ended at 6 today, but because of the marks Aomine left on him it took an hour longer in makeup. Yamato was furious.

"They're probably finishing up soon." He thought as he slowed his pace to steady his heart rate and compose himself. He did not want to greet Daiki's mother and father sweaty and out of breath.

"Daiki, I thought we were meeting your lover today." Aomine's mother was an extremely tall woman with black hair and a kind face. Aomine looked nothing like her really, though Kise could see a small similarity in the complexion. When he saw the three of them leaving the restaurant he stopped walking and called to him.

"Aomin-!"

"No…my lover isn't coming," Aomine answered dismissively and turning his face away.

"Ah well… maybe another time," his father nodded encouragingly. Aomine looked astoundingly identical to his father, though he was taller than both his parents. Kise smiled a little watching the three of them walking out of the restaurant.

Aomine did not reply immediately, but then he visibly swallowed hard and turned his face away.

"No…we broke up father," Aomine said without looking towards him.

Kise's heart stopped as he stepped back into the shadowed part of the wall. What was Aomine saying? He held his breath anxiously listening.

"Ohh…too bad," Mother sighed as his father opened the car door. "You could have least let us meet her. Seriously Daiki, you're almost 25, you really need to settle down-" Her pitchy voice trailed as they all closed the car doors leaving Kise on the wall in silence.

He breathed hard not from running, but from fear pressing against his body. He closed his eyes leaning against the brick wall. The air outside was frigid, but he felt like melting.

"No…we broke up."

We broke up.

We broke up?

Kise lowered his head dejectedly looking down at the gritty sidewalk.

What does that mean?

He quickly picked up his bag rummaging inside and grabbed his yellow iPhone.
-1 New Message-

-I figured you flake… Don't bother coming. See you when I get home-
-Aomine

A dull ache in his throat settled. He read and re-read the message several times.

"Shit!" He kicked the brick wall hard stumping his big toe and huffed exasperated trudging back to the train station.

Kise jingled the keys inside of the door as he always did to let Aomine know he was home; part of the established ritual.

He placed his bag on the table and looked around the apartment. Not a sound. The television did not blare from their bedroom or the living room. He knew Aomine was home, because his blue jacket hung on the coat rack in the atrium.

I suppose I'll sleep in my bedroom tonight, he thought taking off his shirt. The make up on his face would have to wait, he was too exhausted to moisturize now. The walls in his room were stark white, bare and depressing. Aomine's room had coziness to it with the over sized bed. This room seemed vast and lifeless.

For the first time in my life-what I want, and what I'm doing…is not the same thing. I no longer feel the joy I once did modeling. I'm not happy…doing this anymore...Something is missing…

["No we broke up."]

"Aomine…" he sighed rolling over sleepily.

Kise blinked feeling a panther like aura standing over top of him. The shadow of Aomine sent a chill down his spine, as if his aura seeped out of him.

"Aomi…" Kise yawned loudly. "Nechi-hey!"

Kise sat up quickly knocking his forehead against the taller man's. He huffed irritably pulling back and narrowing his eyes from the sting.

"What the hell?!" Kise frowned.

"Are you awake yet?" Aomine's body language told it all. His scowling eyes made Kise curl up a bit in his bed.

"Why the hell are you staring at me sleeping!" He rubbed his head where it hit pouting. "Creep!"

"I want to talk to you of course."

If Kise did not know Aomine's eyes were blue, he would have sworn that the red in his eye was permanent. Did he not sleep at all last night? He laughed nervously cuddling with his pillow. "You're kind of scary right now Aominecchi."

"Can you be serious? I'm not joking around!"

"I'm being serious!" Kise spat frowning. Aomine did not respond to him, he moved away from the bed and glared at him more resolutely.

"I'm sorry…about yesterday… " Kise conceded pulling his legs to his chest. "The shoot ran over…and I lost track of the time."

Aomine looked down at him but was still silent. He leaned his head against the wall narrowing his eyes.

"I got your text, I'm really sorry…." The dead silence made Kise squirm. His frantic heart sounded powerful beating in his angular chest.

... Say something Aomine.

Aomine opened the door and walked out of Kise's room stomping towards the kitchen. Kise did not even notice he was fully dressed until he heard his sneakers against the floor. Work? No- today was an off day. Besides, those were basketball shoes Aomine was wearing. He hurried out of blanket and moved quickly after him.

"It's fine really…" Aomine went to the fridge and grabbed the orange juice setting it on the table. He grabbed a glass cup and placed it firmly on the counter pouring the juice wordlessly.

Kise watched him hesitating to continue. "W-what do you mean it's fine?" he asked leaning his bum against the black couch.

"I figured you wouldn't be there so -" he sipped the juice. "I'm not disappointed…"

The glare Aomine gave him was threatening, and Kise felt a mingle of contrition and anger as his heart throbbed.

"That's—a really shitty thing to say," he hissed frowning. "You know I wanted to meet with them too! It's just-!"

"It's just not a priority for you." He watched Kise over the cup as he finished the juice.

"No…that's not it. D-don't jump to conclusions by yourself!" Kise yelled. His voice shook and cracked.

Aomine huffed indignantly looking away from him.

"I asked you to come. You said you would! I asked you to make sure you were there." He growled lowly. "You said you would not forget me Ryouta!" He slammed the glass down hard as it shattered on the wooden table. He shook off the shards of glass quickly, as his hand bled slowly.

Kise winced from the breaking glass as the blood oozed from Aomine's hand. He moved towards him, but drew back apprehensively seeing Daiki's face.

"What other conclusion can I come to?!" Aomine screamed.

"Don't think I didn't want to be there! I-I had work!" He shuddered breathlessly. Aomine was scaring him. This anger...he'd never seen this anger.

" I don't care! " Aomine yelled. "I don't care about that Ryouta! Your work…does it hold you at night?! Is it there for you?! Can you make love to it!?"

Kise shook his head frowning. He lowered his head with tears in his eyes to hide them from his lover. "Don't be an idiot!" Kise yelled. He held his hand grabbing his shirt where his heart pounded. "Why are you acting this way? You knew the life I led! Even back then! You know this is my job! When you played basketball I was there! I supported you! Even when you hurt your leg I stood by you Daiki." Kise felt the words tumbling too fast out of his mouth. The resentment he felt from delaying modeling seriously to be with Aomine came to an unsettling precipice.

Why did things have to be either or now? When did Aomine become that kind of person?

"Being a success…means everything to me!" Kise held his hands out to the side desperately as his chest heaved from yelling.

Aomine's eyes widened for a moment, and then he retained his dead stare. "Since your job means everything… " He walked towards the front door. "Don't worry about me Ryouta..." He opened the door and left shutting it firmly behind him.

"Aomine!" Kise yelled hearing the door shut.

-Ring –Ring Ring-Ring-

Kise ran to the room and put on his pants hastily.

"You're not leaving!" He dashed to the living room.

-Ring-Ring Ring-Ring-
Kise's phone rang consecutively and he grabbed it out of his bag on the table walking.

"Ya?" His face was still bright red from the screaming match with Aomine, and the adrenaline was still pumping.

" Are you on your way?!" Yamato's concerned voice on the line made his face twitch.

"I can't talk now Yamato!" He ran down the steps quickly. "I- there's an emergency."

"If you're not in an ambulance, I need you here NOW! Nakamura is here and he wants to meet with you!"

Kise's heart stopped and fluttered excitedly. "Nakamura?" He paused on the stair anxiously gripping the rail. For one second Kise could see his future clearly before his golden eyes. If the director casted him, this would be his big break; a real movie in America.

"Yes! He's been here for about 15 minutes Kise. He's a bit scary huh?" Yamato asked whispering into the phone cautiously.

Nakamura...Sensei...

Kise huffed, catching his breath and regained his pace down the stairs to catch Ao. If he paused now he would not be able to catch up to him- if he let him leave, he could not tell him he was wrong, that he loved him more than anything, that he was his everything. His heart raced more reaching the door of the garage as he turned the knob.

I don't want to lose you Aomine...

He ran downstairs to the garage and opened the garage door fully. The garage echoed his footsteps as he walked over to their empty designated parking spot.

AOMINE/KISE

The lump in his throat ached as he gritted his teeth and held his breath for a moment.

"Kise? KISE-SAN!"

"Yamato…I'll be there soon," Kise replied dully ending the call.