Warnings = AU, boy's love, possessive Akashi, rating's may change

Pairings = AoKise, some AkaKise, AkaMido, very faint KasaKise

Disclaimer = I don't own Kuroko no Basuke

When things started changing

Kise fondly watched Aomine's face, the gaunt lines in the tanned man's face and the protruding cheek bones that seem to protrude more when he's laughing. Aomine had looked a little irritated at the mention of Kise's brother in the middle of their conversation. Growling- after a moment of silence between them, he spoke with determination, "I don't care. I want you; your brother had nothing to do with this."

If only you knew what my brother is like. Kise thought. Unbuttoning his own clothes, he sighed, perhaps this is the only way to show Aomine the truth. Even though they just met, he doesn't like keeping Aomine in the dark. Under the miffed light from the reflected broken glasses under the bridge, Aomine saw for the first time the purple bruises on Kise's well-formed body.

Looking at Kise with confusion, Aomine opened his mouth to speak, though he was cut mid-way by Kise, "This, Aomine kun is what my brother do to me every night, thinking I'm asleep." Kise admitted- his eyes pained as he showed his weakness, "At first it was a chaste kiss, a simple sloppy kiss in the lips to show brotherly love. I had let it slipped. But ever since he reached puberty, the kiss deepens and became more passionate. Truth be told, I'm very scared. I can't go against him." Kise's eyes flickered to saw his own bruises, something's wrong, Akashi is never that careless to leave traces, and could it be, he knew about Aomine?! The thought chilled Kise.

"That's sick!" Aomine barked- his feelings a mixture of disgust and jealousy, his hands punching the nearby wall, "You should tell your father about this and have him punished, or I'll kill him myself!"

Kise smiled in disappointment- he traced his fingers on the muddy soil. "The whole castle knows. Akashi's influence is far too great. All the generals are under his command- even Murasakibaracchi. Not to mention the nobles are also afraid of him, there's only one way- Aominecchi. But I'm such a weak person, to be ruled so powerlessly by my own younger brother- that I don't dare to go against his wish."

Kise spread his hands- pointlessly breaking the twigs on the ground as he stomped one. "Disgusting, isn't it?" He spoke, not daring to look at Aomine. He was afraid at how Aomine would react- he himself was disgusted at how weak he was. How many days had he longed to run from the castle- to escape the brother that had once been so dear to him, how many days had he longed to meet someone like Aomine- but no, he can't get Aomine involved in this farce.

Aomine hugged Kise as he said in a gentleness that merged with rage- his lips on Kise's chest, "You're not disgusting- Ryou, hell even I can understand why he would want you!"

"Aominecchi-" Kise looked up at him, surprised. Aomine was looking away from him- his face blushing a bit as he admitted his desire, Kise gave him a cat-like grin as soon as he have Aomine's approval, "You don't want me as much as I would have wanted you."

Aomine was a work of art- the tanned lines on his muscle that moved so skillfully and superbly when he played basketball- that was what had attracted Kise in the first place. The way he would act with such a proud arrogance to show that nothing could ever beat him- Aomine had the power and confidence of winning- something Kise had never had. Kise remembered of dreaming dreams of Aomine ever since he first saw him- they were friends in the dreams- playing basketball together as Aomine would joke with him and teach him how to play. Aomine is the friend he longed to have in the secluded world of an ignorant prince- although somewhere in the way, he had wanted them to be more than friends. The trails of sweat that bathed Aomine's body everyday aroused him greatly, those dark callous hands that would travel above his in his body and the hungry lips that would trail kisses upon him. Maybe it was that subconscious desire that had led Kise to kiss Aomine on the fireworks. Maybe he simply didn't want Aomine to forget him.

"You know, Aominecchi. I dreamed of you every night- Akashi would touch me but it would only make me long for you- much much more than I've ever felt." Kise spoke, his voice seductive as he whispered on Aomine's ears- as the hands tighten around his waist. God, Aomine's smell was intoxicating at most. "It's the first time I have felt so- this unbearable desire that makes me feels so tortured. You're the only one who's able to make me feel so… And yet, I couldn't have you because it would kill you." Kise ended the words cryptically, "it's not only Akashi- there's another reason why he's so protective of me and that I can't have you. But I can't tell you now, it would be-"

"Prince Kise-chin." A bored voice drawled on their back- a very bored Murasakibara looking at them emotionlessly. "Time's up."

As if on a compulsion but reluctant to let go- Kise smiled airily at Aomine and let go, "I'm sorry, Aominecchi. Some other time." Their fingers bristled on each other as Aomine watched the prince go in pain- his heart felt constricted in an odd manner- "You'll come visit me next time, right?" Aomine asked hopefully, his fingers seizing the prince's.

Kise gave him a peck before saying, "I will, for both our sake's." His eyes was tortured for a while before he pasted a cheerful smile and trailed behind the purple haired general- who was already walking away from the scene.

-0-

The walk to the castle was silent except for Kise's thoughtful face and Murasakibara's munching of his newly bought candies. "Murasakibaracchi." Kise started, as he hold the other's shirt before they went too close to the castle. "Please."

"Five bags of candies." Murasakibara said, as he opened a new pack of candies.

"Of course." Kise said, "But promise me you won't tell Akashi."

"Ten bags of candies." Murasakibara said his bargain increasing.

"Fifty bags of candies. And you won't breathe a single word of this to Akashi." Kise said, anything to please the general.

"Deal." Murasakibara smiled before heading inside the castle.

-0-

"Ah, brother." Akashi was waiting in his room- the red head relaxing calmly on Kise's sofa. "How was the trip?" He rose to hug Kise and kiss his cheek, his hand trailing possessively on Kise's waist.

"It was fine, Akashi-" Kise said, a smile forcing its way to its lips.

"I missed you a lot, you know." Akashi said, grinning excitedly as he stroke Kise's cheek lovingly, "Maybe I should do something to this brother complex of mine, its torturing me a lot. You won't play with me any longer."

Kise would kiss Akashi's cheek- half to appease him and to sate the desire of the boy, it wasn't that he hates Akashi; in fact he loves his little brother dearly, except it doesn't make him felt any desire for his brother. And, kissing your brother would have been pretty sick- not that Akashi would understand.

"Akashi- how was your day?" Kise asked, trying to have a normal brotherly conversation as he sat at his bed, while Akashi would sit beside him.

"Without you it was very boring." Akashi blatantly admits- his eyes glinting dangerously as a smirk formed in his lips, "However- I found some interesting information lately." His gaze bore pointedly at his brother.

"W-what information, Akashi?" Kise's voice wavered as he tried to ask, little did he knew that Akashi was planning his love's demise.

Author's notes = Argh, I'm in dilemma. Would you guys like it if this fic became M-rated?