(A/N) Okay! This is the fastest update yet! I sat down and didn't get back up until I had two chapters done!

Don't Take Me for Granted

Kise vs Akashi Route

Part 3

Kise's POV

Approaching the door, I listen to see if anyone's home. As you know, I'm not a very... patient person.

"Kurokochii! I'm so glad to see you again!" I burst into the room, scanning for Kuroko. My gaze lands on familiar blue hair, but my grin falters. His expression is one of surprise, and he steps back. Eying the water on the floor, I look back up to him as he slips on the soapy substance. Before I could even realize I moved, I feel my hand wrap around a small wrist.

"Are you alright?" I ask, exasperatedly. Kurokochii's blinks at the sudden action but nods, he's fine. I steady him, and lead him out of the suds, towards the couch. The skin on Kurokochii's arm is really smooth, and he has very small hands. How does he get by with those monster passes of his? I think back to the store woman and my face flushes again.

"Um, Kise-kun. You can let go now." His voice brings me out of my thoughts and I jump, realizing I'm still holding onto his wrist. Letting go, I run my hand through my hair.

"S-Sorry about that. Just making sure, right?" Kurokochii looks at me with a slightly different expression.

"Is Kise-kun alright?" The back of his hand presses against my forehead.

"Are you getting sick? Your face is warm." He asks bluntly. Shaking my head, and growing warmer from his touch, I laugh.

"No, I'm fine. But more importantly, why is your floor a swimming pool?" I kid, glancing to the mess across the room. Kurokochii sighs, rubbing his face.

"I was cleaning, Kise-kun. I was about to mop, and I dropped the bucket." As he says this his hand moves to rub his other wrist, and I notice the bandaging.

"What did you do to your wrist?" I ask, concerned. He said he was cleaning, and I look around and notice the apparent difference. A warm scent catches my attention, and I look to the corner of the room where a candle burns.

"Oh, I was running outside, and it started raining. I tripped and Midorima was there. He bandaged it for me." He replies, before pausing.

"Why do I smell vanilla?" He asks softly. Looking back to him, I remember.

"Oh yeah! I brought something!" Now really excited, I bound across the room and grab the plastic bag and cup from beside the door. Kurokochii's expression hold both confusion and faint curiosity. He instantly recognizes the cup and his eyes seem to glow at the sight. Laughing, I hand it over and watch as he mumbles a quick thanks before plopping down on the couch. He immediately starts to empty the cup, and I wonder how he doesn't get sick from this. I must have been staring, because he stops and looks up to me.

"Something wrong?" He asks. I quickly shake my head and hold up the bag.

"Nah, I just brought something else as well." At this, he blinks and turns his attention to the bag, sniffing lightly.

"Vanilla?" he guesses. I can't help but chuckle as the familiar scent fully captivates him.

"Yes, it's vanilla. Wanna see what's in here?" I ask, and I already know his answer by the curious longing in his eyes. Sitting down beside him, I look into the bag and grin. I hand it to him.

"Here you go, why don't you open it?" I offer. He looks at me suspiciously before untying the plastic handles. He then peers into the bag, and his eyes widen. His big eyes look up.

"This is for me?" He asks, the excitement in his eyes betraying his bland facial expression.

"Yup. All for you." I confirm. He looks down into the bag again, and pulls some out, putting them in categories in the space between us. Soon, the bag's contents is all over the couch, and organized. Kurokochii looks down to the piles and blinks, grabbing a vanilla taffy.

"I've never tried any of these, so you try it first." He says in his usual monotone way. He hands it to me, and I open the paper, pulling out the stretchy candy. I pull a piece off of it and tentatively put it in my mouth.

"Is it any good?" Kurokochii asks. I can immediately taste the vanilla, and I can tell why he likes it so much. Trust me, I could go on and on about how this candy tastes, but for the sake of your health, I'll pass.

"Yup. It's good. VERY good." I hand him the remaining piece, and he puts it in his mouth. A small smile, one I only see at Maji Burger, creeps onto his face as he chews on the taffy. The scent of vanilla wafts throughout the room, and I hear a faint rumbling. We both pause.

"Kuroko, are you hungry?" I ask, thinking back to what Midorima had guessed. He tenses before waving the thought away with his hand.

"No, I'm not hungry. My stomach is just not used to sweets. Give me a minute." With this. He stands up and walks over to his bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Now stuck in silence, I sigh, looking over to the puddle on the floor. I should clean that for him. Yeah, that would be nice.

Standing, I walk over to the kitchen, trying not to trip. I look around the small room and blink. Where is the fridge? Does he not have one. Curious, I walk over to the cabinets and open one. It's totally empty. Opening the next one, I see the same thing. I go around to all of the other ones. Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, and more nothing. What, does he eat out all of the time?

I hear the bathroom door open again, and I quickly close the cabinet and grab the mop. I walk out to meet him, and smile.

"I thought I'd help out. You know, with your cleaning quest." He nods after a moment and returns to the couch, gnawing on some other treat. I bring the mop across the floor, trying to soak up the water when his soft voice rings out again.

"You saw, didn't you?"


(A/N) Okay! Time to vote. How should Kise reply?

A) Yeah

B) No

C) What are you talking about? Saw what? (Change subject)

D) No answer