Remember...
Aomine woke from his sleep, never finding himself ever so utterly disturbed by a dream before. Groaning, he sat up from his position on the roof, rubbing his forehead with his hand, trying to ease some of the pain he felt.
The voice that echoed in his head remained, serving as a memory that kept making Aomine feel a strange sense of guilt- yet he did not know why. A growl escapes the ace's throat as his thoughts lingers on the dream a bit longer, hoping to remember the images he saw.
He remembered nothing.
Frustration overtook the male and he forced himself off of the rough floor, climbing down the ladder and jumping off the last couple of rungs. He felt ticked off, if anything, that he kept forgetting the dreams that he was having. Something about the dreams reminded him so badly of a certain (hair colored) girl, yet the scenes always disappeared into thin air as soon as he wakes up, not giving him a single chance to grasp them.
After being plagued by this problem for about a week, Aomoine Daiki was pissed.
He opened the door to the hallway, vowing to try his best not to kill the next person that he saw.
You were sitting idly inside the classroom during break. You sigh, thinking about how wonderful it would be to transport yourself back in time so that you were in middle school again.
You get out of your seat, grabbing your lunch, and headed up to the roof to eat. However, you were stopped when you bumped into Aomine, who was heading down the hall.
"What?" he grumbled, glaring at you. You flinch slightly under his harsh gaze, before letting out a huff of air and walking around him. Aomine sighs.
"As rude as ever, I see..." he mumbled, before trailing after you. You frowned, slightly confused. It was obvious that he had just come down from the roof top, why bother to go back up again?
You headed up the stairs, when suddenly someone shoved into you. A startled gasp escapes your lips, and before you knew it, you were tumbling backwards. You shut your eyes close, preparing yourself for the harsh impact of the ground.
But that impact never came.
You open one of your eyes, and find yourself staring into a pair of midnight blue eyes. Aomine growled, glaring at the first years that had knocked into you.
"Oy, first years! Watch where you're going!"
The students stammered a 'sorry' before turning and running off again. A satisfied grunt escaped the ace before he gave you a little push.
"Get off me. You're heavy." He muttered. You blushed lightly before backing up and putting some distance between yourself and the blue haired giant. Flustered, you continue up the steps and find yourself on a rooftop, which was empty.
The door opened again after you and Aomine sat down to reveal Momoi, who immediately latched herself onto your back.
"(First Name)-chan~! Do you want to go to the fall festival with me?"
You felt your arm twitch at the mention of the fall festival- it was the day that Aomine had gotten in the train accident. You forced a nervous smile onto your face, and nod slightly. Aomine, meanwhile, had grabbed your lunchbox and was opening it and stealing some of your tamagoyaki.
"Yay~! Do you have a kimono to wear?" Momoi asked, as she elbowed Aomine in the ribs. You shake your head no as a response to the manager's question, before grabbing your lunchbox back from Aomine's hands.
Momoi pouted at your response, before muttering something about the purpose of festivals.
Aomine shot Momoi a look at her words. "What do you mean, wearing kimonos are the purpose of festivals? This little brat doesn't look attractive in such frivolous things..." You feel a pang in your chest at his words, before shooting him a murderous glare.
"Do you want to come with us, Dai-chan?" the pinkette questioned.
"No. It's too troublesome..." Aomine replied, yawning.
"What do you mean, Dai-chan?" Momoi pouted before smothering you in a hug again. "(Last Name)-chan is actually really really popular with the boys, you know! She gets confessed to at least once or twice a month..." Your face turns red, and you cover Momoi's mouth with your hand in hopes of keeping her quiet.
Aomine's eyes narrowed. "Twelve to twenty four times a year..." he grumbled under his breath, a menacing look appearing in his eyes. Momoi smirked at his reaction.
"I bet that (Last Name)-chan could probably pick up a bunch of boys if she wore a kimono to the festival..." She added. Aomine stood up abruptly at her words, before clicking his tongue.
"...go."
Momoi looked up at Aomine cockily. "What was that, Dai-chan? I didn't hear you."
"I said I'll go, damnit! Shut the hell up, Satsuki!" A tinge of red appeared on the ace's cheeks as he walked briskly to the door before slamming it close behind him.
You tilted your head to a side at his dramatic exit.
"What was that all about...?" You asked Momoi. The pinkette grinned.
"Nothing...Absolutely nothing at all~!"
You were in Momoi's house, twitching uncomfortably as the manager of Too's basketball team fussed over a pile of makeup that she was attempting to apply on you.
"...Why do I have to put on all of this again?" You asked, coughing slightly as she began dusting foundation on your face.
"What are you talking about, (Last Name)-chan? The point of festivals is to dress up and look cute~! You need to make an effort, you know..."
"But still..." You flinched as the pinkette grabbed an eyelash curler and leaned over. "I-is that a weapon...?"
Momoi grinned. "Just hold still for one minute, (Last Name)-chan..."
You do your best not to think about how creepy it would be to have a strange contraption on your eyelashes, and let out a sigh of relief when she finished.
"Are we finished yet...?" You grumble.
"Almost..." the pink haired girl grabbed some blush and lip gloss, before slathering the two all over your face. Then she proceeded to grab some mascara. By the time she was finished, you felt like your face was covered with a mask.
"My eyelids feel heavy..." you mumble. You started to stand up before Momoi suddenly grabbed your hand and forced you to sit down.
"Wait, I didn't do your hair yet~!" A sigh escaped your lips as your friend began styling your hair, and you think about how nice it would be to stay home and watch television with a drink in your hand.
x x x
Approximately an hour later, Momoi was finally satisfied with how you looked. You glared at your reflection in the mirror. Putting on makeup made you look prettier, sure, but it was a pain, and you preferred natural looks over made over ones. A knock on the door notified you of Momoi's presence.
"Are you done changing, (Last Name)-chan?" You open the door to reveal Momoi, who squealed and gave you a tight hug. "I knew you would look perfect in my kimono~! I did such a good job..." The manager grabbed your hand and dragged you out of her room. "Let's go now~! I can't wait to see the look on Dai-chan's face..." The girl giggled.
Upon getting outside, you and Momoi slowed down your pace, walking leisurely to the park, which was where you had agreed to meet up with Aomine. When the two of you got there, you encountered not only Aomine, but Kagami and Kuroko as well.
"Tetsu-kun~!" Momoi launched herself forward and threw her arms around the invisible Seirin player. "I haven't seen you in ages~!"
"Momoi-san, can you not hug me like that? Good evening, (Last Name)-san." The azure-haired boy nodded in your direction. You smiled lightly, and greeted him, before turning around to face Aomine. The dark-skinned ace seemed stunned upon seeing you, before turning away abruptly.
"...Let's go." He grumbled. Momoi grinned and ran over to face Aomine.
"Aww, Dai-chan. You're blushing~!"
"Am not." He scowled. "Shut up, Satsuki."
The five of you proceeded to the lights of the festival, talking about whatever came to mind.
When you arrived at the festival, a smile lit up your face at the view of the cheerful children and colorful concession stands. Momoi grabbed your arm and pulled you to the cotton candy stand, paying for two of them. "My treat tonight~!" She winked at you playfully, and you laughed before taking a bite of the fluffy candy.
Aomine and Kagami were having a showdown at one of the basketball shooting booths, and Kuroko was attempting to catch the attention of a man at a concession stand, but was failing. You smiled at the sight, and you walked down the aisles of lights and booths with Momoi. Suddenly, you feel a large hand block your vision.
"Here." Your eyes widen slightly in surprise as Aomine hands you a mask from over your head, a tinge of red on his cheeks. You grin up at his embarrassed face, making him more flustered. "What?" He muttered.
You accept the mask and pull it onto your head, not letting it cover your face so you could keep eating. A shooting booth catches your attention, and you walk over to give it a try.
You missed the first shot miserably, and you frown, cursing inwardly. A second missed shot had you furrowing your brows in frustration. Suddenly, a pair of large hands cover your own.
"You're not aiming carefully enough. Lean over more, and keep your back straight..." A gruff voice sounds by your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You feel one of the hands press down on your stomach, forcing your backbone to level. A blush lights up your cheeks as Aomine leaned over you, his hands steadying your gun. You press the trigger accidentally, but for some reason, you were able to hit a bullseye. A squeal escaped from your lips, and you found yourself hugging Aomine. Your face became red upon realizing what you had done.
"S-sorry. And Thanks." You mutter, accepting the prize the man in the booth handed you, before dashing off, flustered.
"(Last Name)-chan~!" Momoi runs over to you and hands you a candy apple. "These are really good, you should have some~!" She said, jumping around, before running off to the fishing booth. You bite into the treat, savoring the sweet taste. Then you become aware of another presence behind you.
"Candy apples huh...? Maybe I should get one..." You look up to find yourself staring into midnight blue eyes, and you grin up at Aomine.
"Want a bite?" You asked teasingly, laughing. But you were shut up immediately when Aomine suddenly leaned over your shoulder and took a chomp out of your candy apple.
"Thanks for the meal." He smirked at your red face and gaping mouth, before waving his hand and walking away, chuckling all the while.
x x x
A sudden drop of water on your shoulder turned your attention from the candy apple to the sky. You frown and look up to see thunder clouds gathering. Suddenly, a hand was placed on your shoulder. You turned around to find yourself face to face with a pair of cold, black eyes.
"(First Name)." You feel a shiver pass through your body as the man called your 'father' spoke. You stepped backwards, before immediately slapping off his hand.
"S-stay away...!" You stutter. The man remained emotionless.
"You can speak again? That's nice. You need to work on keeping that voice with you now, eh?" A humorless smile passed over the man's rough features, and you feel a sob emerging from your throat. You turn around, and run away.
You weren't aware of how long you were running, or how far you had gone. All you wanted to do was put as much distance as possible between you and your father. Before you knew it, you were crashing through trees, leaving scrapes on your arms and ripping bits of the kimono Momoi had lent you. Suddenly, you lose your footing and you found yourself sliding down a muddy cliff.
When you finally snapped back to reality, you found yourself at the bottom of a steep slope, with several scratches on your arms and legs, rain soaking your hair and clothes. You attempt to get up, but a throb in your ankle stops you, making you wince. With trembling hands, you open your bag and take out your phone, which was useless due to the lack of signal in the area. You open your mouth to scream, and you encounter your final problem.
Your voice had decided to abandon you, just when you needed it the most.
