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Chapter 4

"Thanks, I'll come over if that's okay?... Alright."

So he got another migraine, explains why he left early. Now I just can't tell if he is ignoring me or he just did not check his messages. Usually he tries to get some sleep when he gets a those headaches so that must be it so I'll just go check up on him that should cheer him up a bit.

That damn Akashi, if he had minded his own business and not caused this whole mess Kise would not be having a migraine. What is his deal anyway, he did not even pay any attention to Kise when he first joined the regulars and now all of a sudden he messes with what is mine.

Mister I always win so I'm always right my mother fucking ass, he just likes getting in my way. It will back fire in his face; no one takes what is mine without a fight and besides it's not like Kise is an idiot, he will see right through you Akashi.

Today is Friday, I could have sworn that today Kise was heading to his dad's for the weekend, so I guess not, his mom would have told me when I called. I sometimes forget that Kise is not blessed with perfect parents… God you're so stupid Daiki, today is Friday and Fridays are never a good day. You just had to play your games with Kise today didn't you?

Huh- A messaged from Tetsu.

"Aomine-kun, Akashi-kun asked me to relay the message that there will be no practice this weekend."

Way to go you psychotic red ass, can't do your messages yourself, you have to use others like Tetsu to deliver them for you. Not like it surprises me, only cowards do the things you do.

Looking at the size of this house is just so weird, yeah I get it. Kise's mom is a fashion designer but damn must the house be so big? But Kise loves this house. This is the place he was born and grew up in, the house he lived with both his parents until his father walked out.

Every time I come by here, something new is being made and like always it's going to be sweet. A freshly paved basketball court with new basketball hoops, man I'm jealous but if I'm not mistaken, it looks like the hoops are a little high.

"Here to see Ryouta?"

Huh-? Takashi, Kise's stepdad or what he should be really called is dad. It's no secret that this man right here is more involved in Kise's everyday life. When I first met Kise, I thought Takashi was his dad, I did not even know his parents were divorced at the time and got confused when he told me that he had to go to his dad's for the weekend. I visited Kise often at his old man's place but he was never there, to this day I don't even know how the guy looks like, not that I care to know either.

"Huh, yeah… Say Takashi the hoops are a little high." I better point it out now before he does anything else. Just something that small can made a big difference in the long run.

"When I get Flex Court tiles that will take care of the height problem; that's why the hoops are 3/4 inch higher than normal." Flex Court huh, not cheap stuff. It will be like practicing in a gym, better traction and falls will be less painful falling on the flex court than directly on the pavement, not bad.

"Sounds expensive." Trying not to sound rude, I don't mind Takashi I just don't feel like talking much, Kise is my current priority, the faster I fix things up with him the better.

"It is but it's worth it. Unlike pavement, a Flex Court tile does not crack over time. It's a Canadian Product so it's made to endure harsh weathers to last up to twenty five years, it should last longer here." I don't think there is nothing this man would not do for Kise, it's almost unbelievable but hey if someone deserves it, it's Kise. His old man would never spend a dime on things like this, if it had not been for Takashi, Kise probably would not even be playing basketball. His dad wanted Kise to play soccer instead; I'll have to thank Takashi for that.

Takashi takes off to another project; I almost fear what he will come up with next. It is best to just go straight in the house. I come by so often that I no longer ring the doorbell, Hakuei, Kise's mom won't hear of it and want me to act exactly like I do at my own home; how can I even do that in a house that is like five time the size of mine?

Like usual the place is spotless with the usual smells of food cooking, ignore that just go straight up the stairs moron. Oh shit, my sneakers better take them off and run up the stairs. No wait, walk or you will cause more noise. Daiki you are a moron… I'm talking to myself like a fucking retard, get yourself together man.

The door to Kise's room is opened as I silently approach; the curtains are closed, preventing the light from coming in. I stand in the doorway for a few minutes, my eyes trailing the room, it's huge. Just Kise's room alone is bigger than my living room, everything neatly placed and there he is. Sleeping on the bed, seems he wasn't ignoring me after all.

I quietly enter the room, stand next to his bed, and crouch to have a better look at his sleeping face. Calm and innocent, I run a hand into his blond hair revealing his pale face. Even though I hate what Akashi said, he was right though. I should not play games with him, I'd be lying if I said that I did not love this guy but I can't forgive that bastard for playing his own game. What are you up to Akashi; one thing is for sure I won't let you have your way with Kise.

"Huh-" Kise's golden eyes drowsily open meeting mine and I can't help but admire them as they slowly wake up from his sleep. "Aominecchi… What are you doing here?" He asks still a little drowsy from his sleep.

"What does it look like? I came to see how you were doing." I tell him but something seems different from his usual self, I guess I really did hurt him.

"Well I'm fine…" His voice is rather low and not much emotion, well serves me right for acting like a complete asshole.

"Say it." I blurt out receiving a puzzled look in return as he sits on his bed, rubbing his eyes to wake himself up and I decide to sit on the chair at his desk.

"Say what?" He asks me not bothering to look at me but rather his feet. Typical Kise, come on can't you for once have a little backbone. I can't help myself from releasing a sigh which catches his attention but with another puzzled look. Come on Kise, this isn't rocket science.

"I was a jerk, an idiot, a moron. I know and I'm sorry." There it's out; if it was his ways to have me say it then congratulations you got it now just talk to me damn it!

"… Oh… Um- it's okay really…" I think my face spoke louder than words, it made Kise shut up. After all the time we spent together, I can just tell when he tries to hide behind his lies and it infuriates me.

"If you are to lie to my face, learn better ones. We both know you're terrible at it, does not suit you anyway." Yikes, that won't make the situation any better, Daiki you retarded piece of shit. You're supposed to make everything better not make it worse.

"I'm glad you're here though. I was not expecting you to come over." I'm not that bad right? Of course I would come to check on my friend; hell to me Kise is more than just a friend. Of all people, he should know that!

"What are you doing this weekend?" Since he's not going to his dad and we don't have practice, we might has well take that time to patch things up right. "We can have a sleep over at my place or here, whatever you prefer." In all honesty I hope he prefers to stay here, his mom's cooking over shadows my mom's cooking.

"Um- nothing, my father is busy so I'm not going." He does not have to tell me that he is sad about not seeing his dad, who would not be but that man is a dick. My dad never let his job come first; unlike his mine knew what was more important.

"Could be worse but can't let that get you down. I saw that basketball court Takashi is having made. I'm jealous."

"Yeah, can't wait for it to be ready." Finally a smile, now I'm starting to feel better. When Kise does not smile, it just does not feel right. "… Kise, I want us to start over."

"Was there ever an us to begin with?" His smile suddenly disappeared, not like I did not see that one coming but I will fix that, I will have you smile again for the right reasons.

"A shitty us because of my idiotic behavior; I want to make it right between us, no one knows you like I do and you know me better than anyone." I get up and walk back to Kise and sit next to him. He looks at me with uncertainty. "Even though I knew it was wrong, I was stupid and selfish…"

Kise's face softens as a small smile formed, why did I not make him do that face more often instead of making him on the verge of tears all those times?

"You're saying that you love me?" His question came out soft as he stared at his hands on his lap. Of course I do you idiot.

I cup his face between my hands, his eyes fixed on mine as I lean forward pressing my lips on his. Just like I had thought, he is always the complete opposite from me. His lips are soft while mine are rough. I slowly run my left hand through his hair and down to his neck as I slowly start putting my weight unto his making him lay on his back as my tongue enter his and we connect. His warmth merges with mine, I can feel his body warm up under mine and his breathing getting a little faster as I pull away, looking at his face growing red.

"I'll make it up to you I swear." His expression soft like the first time I met him, I want it to stay that way, this time I won't fuck up.

"Huh-" Great his damn phone, just ignore it Kise is what I want to say but with things still fresh I don't want to fuck things up. I get up, allowing him to quickly pick up his phone and answer. "Hello-" I quietly lay on the bed looking at the ceiling, phones always ring at the worst possible time.

"Yeah… I will… Okay…" That was surprisingly short as I looked at him put the phone on his night table.

"So who was that? Everything alright?" I ask hoping that I did not sound too noisy. The last thing I want is him thinking that I was to noise in his things.

"It was nothing… Just my manager. I wonder what my mom is cooking." I guess he does not want to talk about it. Oh well he will tell me about it later eventually, but that is a good question. Whatever she is doing it sure smells good, I don't waste any time getting on my feet and follow Kise downstairs. I'll take that as a want to stay for dinner invitation. Everything is getting back to normal, like it should be.

News fact: Flex Court tiles is a real product made in Canada used for exterior basketball court to Tennis courts. They even do interior gym floors.

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