Kagami sat back on his couch, his left hand casually flipping through channels, his right holding his cell up to his ear. It was Sunday. Sundays were always the day he called his father. He heard the ringing, the sound droning in his ear, the redhead sighing as there was no answer. Hitting end on his phone he focused on the tv, an old basketball game coming onto the screen, the game instantly grabbing his full attention. It was nearly an hour later that his phone went off, the sound making Kagami jump a little out of his basketball induced trance.

"Hello?"

A deep, tired voice came through the line, "Hello Taiga. I'm sorry for missing your call earlier."

Kagami shrugged, then remembered his father couldn't see him, "No biggie. Just calling cause it's Sunday."

A humorless laugh sounded out, "Just because it's Sunday huh?"

Kagami went silent, no reply coming to mind. He cared about his father a lot, loved him just as much as a son would, and he certainly knew his father loved him, but their relationship was…different. With his father not really knowing how to raise him as a child, he had been raised by various nannies before being shipped off to Japan alone. He hadn't actually spent face to face time with his father in well over a couple years. Even with all of that, he knew the man loved him, just in a different way; his own way. Kagami had certainly been angry with his father when he was younger for not being around as much as he wanted, but he had gotten over it when he had matured a bit, having tried to see the situation from his father's view. That was what had prompted their Sunday tradition. They always talked for an hour; Kagami's father got to hear how his son was and Kagami was reassured that his father did indeed care about his life.

A voice pulled the redhead from his thoughts, "I'm sorry, what?"

"I said did anything new happen lately, Taiga?"

Another silent pause, Kagami chewed on his bottom lip, as he debated whether to take the plunge. He had been thinking about Aomine and his situation for a few days now. He wanted to do something for his friend, but in order to do that he was going to need to convince his father. Fuck it.

"I found something out about my friend from basketball."

An interested hum, "Oh yeah? What's that?"

"He plays piano. Which is insane since he doesn't seem like the type. He was keeping it a secret and nearly killed me when I found out."

Kagami's father laughed as his son rambled on, "Well I'm glad he didn't, although you don't seem the type to play violin either Taiga."

Kagami nodded as he stood to grab a drink from the fridge, "I know and when I told him I did play he called bullshit. I had to bring him over to my studio and show him."

A very lengthy pause from his father had Kagami pulling the phone away to look at it before he spoke again, "Hello? Dad?"

"Ah I'm here, sorry. You let him into your studio?"

The redhead nodded, already accepting what he had done, "Yep. I played for him too."

Kagami was sure his father's voice seemed more emotional as he replied.

"That's amazing Taiga. Did he end up taking you to his home to play for you as well?"

Kagami took a deep breath and hoped his father would understand his next request, "No that's the thing. He doesn't have a piano at home. He plays at his instructor's. He still lives with his mother 'cause his dad is a huge dick or something, and they had to move."

"I see. Are you leading up to something Taiga?"

Kagami nodded as he spoke, "Yeah. I know it's expensive and I know it's a huge thing, but I was thinking we could help him?"

"How would we do that?"

Kagami chewed on his lip again, "Well, I have lots of room in my studio next to the window."

"You mean room enough for a piano?"

Kagami grinned, "Yeah. Just the right amount."

A genuine laugh came from his father this time, "Well…maybe we can find something to fill it."

"Hey Aomine, can you come over?"

The blue haired boy rolled over in his bed, his hair sticking up as the sheet fell off of his body. Reaching up to rub his eyes he spoke, his voice gravely.

"What?"

"I said can you come over?"

"Um what time?"

"Right now."

Pulling his phone back, Aomine checked the time, his entire body slumping back onto his bed, his arm going over his face as he growled into the phone.

"Kagami it's fuckin seven in the morning. I don't have class until noon you asshole. I'm not going anywhere."

Irritation was evident in the redhead's voice, "Just come over baka. I have something to show you."

"Kagami I said no. I'm going back to sleep."

"It's important."

Aomine heard the sincerity in his friend's voice, the sound making him whine and groan at the same time.

"Fine. Fuck. Just give me half an hour."

Kagami's cheerful voice in his ear made Aomine wince, "Great! Hurry up aho!"

Throwing his phone aside, Aomine grumbled into his pillow about ungrateful, annoying redheads.

As the knock echoed throughout his apartment, Kagami had to physically force himself not to run to it and fling it open. He was extremely excited and wanted Aomine to see his surprise as soon as possible. He did manage to refrain however as he opened the door calmly, nodding to his obviously grumpy friend.

"Hey, thanks for coming over."

Barely a grunt in reply came from the blue haired boy as he walked inside, "What's so important you had to wake me up this early?"

Kagami gestured towards his studio, his hands shaking slightly in his pockets, "This way."

As they walked down the hallway, Aomine rubbed his face, "Kagami as much as I enjoy your playing, I'm too tired to listen."

Smiling, the redhead shook his head as he turned the doorknob to the room, "You don't have to worry about me playing, Aomine."

Confusion was evident on the other boy's face as they walked into the room, his blue eyes on Kagami, "What the hell does that mean? Who the fuck else is gonna play? Or did you invite me over to help you move stuff? If that's the case I'm out of here."

Red eyes rolled in irritation as Kagami pushed Aomine forward towards the center of the room, the boy stepping backwards as he faced the redhead still.

"Just shut up and turn around you jerk."

"You're being really annoying Kagami. Turn around for wha-."

Aomine's voice died in his throat as he saw the black piano sitting next to the window, the light gleaming over its polished surface. It fit perfectly into the room as it sat silent, waiting, no, beckoning for someone to come play. Aomine looked back at Kagami for a moment then back to the piano, his body moving forward on its own, being drawn to the instrument.

His voice was barely a whisper as he ran his fingers over the cover, "Kagami what did you do?"

The redhead walked up to stand beside him, watching his face as he spoke, "I wanted to help you. We're friends right?"

Aomine sat at the bench, his foot immediately resting on the pedals underneath, his hands flat on the black wood.

"Kagami this is a Steinway. This piano costs like-."

The redhead sat next to Aomine, cutting him off as he pushed the cover up, revealing the pristine black and white keys, "I know how much it costs. That's not the point."

Aomine looked over at his friend, his hands shaking a bit as they hovered over the keys, "But Kagami this is too much."

Smiling, the redhead reached over and lightly pushed his hands, forcing them to make contact with the smooth keys, "Like I said, you're my friend. Now play something to repay me."

A grin and a shake of the head was all Aomine could respond with, his eyes staring at the piano once again, his fingers absentmindedly rubbing over the keys, making random notes ring out. A nudge to his body had the boy looking to his right again, the redhead hitting him with his shoulder.

"Come on Mr. Pianist, play me something."

A deep chuckle came from Aomine, his fingers finally finding proper notes, as he spoke, "You jerk."

Kagami laughed loudly at Aomine, knowing the insult wasn't truly mean, "Whatever. Now play already."

He didn't have to ask again before Aomine's fingers moved, the long, dark digits contrasting wonderfully with the keys. The music filled the air, slow and soft. Aomine's head hung a bit, his eyes closed as his hands moved with what seemed like no effort. Kagami couldn't stop watching. He was entranced by his friend's fingers, moving perfectly over the keys, producing the most beautiful sounds. The redhead watched Aomine push the keys just right, the boy and piano seeming to merge perfectly. Kagami found it hard to breathe, his lips parting just slightly.

Just as the song was about to end, Aomine looked up and over, the movement causing Kagami to do the same, their eyes locking instantly. The music still continued, Aomine playing without looking, his blue eyes shining as he stared into Kagami's. The redhead couldn't breathe at all now, his tongue licking his dry lips, the action not going unnoticed by Aomine as his eyes dipped down to watch his lips.

Finally, the last note was played, the sound lingering in the air, the two boys not moving as they watched one another. Aomine's right hand moved away from the keyboard slowly, brushing his fingers over Kagami's cheek, the action forcing a sharp intake of breath from the redhead. The blue haired boy gently cupped his jaw just right, Kagami feeling a thumb lightly brush over his bottom lip. His tongue came out automatically, the tip just barely tasting Aomine's finger, the action causing the other boy to clench his jaw. Just as Kagami's eyes closed for a moment, Aomine leaned forward, firmly pressing their lips together.

Kagami's eyes shot open at the feeling, Aomine's fingers lightly rubbing down the back of his neck as they looked at one another. As he felt the other boy's lips move over his more firmly, Kagami couldn't help but press forward more, his eyes closing once again.

Aomine's lips were so soft against his. Kagami couldn't think of anything else as his own hand went to the back of Aomine's head, his fingers gently threading through soft blue hair.

Aomine had no idea what he was doing. He hadn't meant to kiss Kagami, but as he had looked over at the redhead his heart had pounded hard against his chest. Kagami had been so wrapped up in watching his hands, so absorbed in his music that Aomine hadn't been able to look away. When he had looked up at him with those overly expressive red eyes, Aomine's body had moved on its own, the need to touch the redhead overwhelming.

Now as he felt Kagami's lips on his own, the other boy gripping the back of his head, Aomine couldn't seem to think at all. There was only Kagami, the rest of the world falling away. He kissed the redhead as long as his lung would allow before pulling back, gasping as he took deep breaths. Barely moving he brushed his lips against Kagami's, desperately needing to keep contact, his whole body only focused on the redhead. He watched as Kagami finally opened his eyes, the bright orbs hazy with need and confusion as they focused on him.

"Daiki?"

The unsure, husky voice that filled his ears was better than any music Aomine had ever heard. A needy groan left his lips as he brought both hands up to tilt the redhead's face to the side, whispering back before connecting their lips once again.

"Taiga."

Hey guys, Chelsea here! Sorry for the longer time between updates! This chapter is very fluffy and filled with sweet aokaga goodness, so I hope you enjoy it as much as me! Comments are always welcomed. We love hearing your thoughts or opinions on this AU. Thanks again!