A fluffy, short peace offering to readers who thought the KiKuro ending was insufficient.

Chapter 10: KiKuro – Punctuated! For! Emphasis! – Part 4?/Omake?/Extras?/Epilogue?

After dating Kuroko Tetsuna for 2 years, Kise Ryouta had decided that there was one thing he didn't like about his girlfriend after all; she didn't understand the significance of a Sunday morning.

Sunday morning was meant for being lazy.

Sunday morning was meant for sleeping in.

Sunday morning was meant for relaxation.

Sunday morning was the one morning out of the whole week where you were allowed to kick productivity to the curb and do naughty stuff in bed with your naked girlfriend after waking up from a Saturday night of intense love making.

Yet, no matter how much Kise exerted himself in an attempt to tire Tetsuna out, her biological clock would always demand that she wake up at exactly 0700 hours. This meant that poor Kise always had to wake up in a cold bed, hugging a cold pillow, and snuggling cold cotton sheets when he should really be cuddling the soft warmth of his beloved girlfriend.

Kise hated being alone in bed on a Sunday morning. It just wasn't something he could be mature about.

This Sunday morning had been no different. It took a while for Kise to finally open his bleary eyes to the brightness of noon, but when he managed to do so, Tetsuna was nowhere in sight.

Kise pouted, "Today too huh?"

He got up slowly, not bothering to cover himself as he walked into their en suite bathroom. The subtle, pleasant aroma of lunch reached Kise as he got into the shower, but it wasn't the food he was hungry for.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Kuroko Tetsuna massaged her lower back again as she switched on the coffee machine. The sun was in high the sky, she knew that Kise would be waking up soon.

Kise had a habit of sleeping in on Sunday mornings. Sometimes, her boyfriend would sleep right past lunch. It was peculiar since he religiously got up at 5 am every other day to run around the neighbourhood park.

Tetsuna smiled as she remembered their first Sunday morning together. She had pried herself out of Kise's arms and left a pillow in her stead. To her, Sunday was laundry day, which was especially important when you lived with someone who went through an almost obscene amount of socks each week. However, to Kise, Sunday was something entirely different. The first time he woke up wondering why the pillow wasn't kissing him back, he walked out into the living room with tears in his eyes, looking like an abandoned puppy with nothing but said pillow to shield his bits.

Tetsuna wasn't the greatest advocate for cuddling, but it wasn't due to a lack of fondness for Kise. If anything, she was simply embarrassed by how much affection she had for Kise. She had been trying her best to be more demonstrative of her passion for him, but Kise's adoration for physical contact with her was on a whole other level.

Both Kise and Tetsuna had undergone subtle changes after meeting one another. Before, introversion, and - ironically - a severe lack of presence, seemed to be Tetsuna's most noticeable trait. However, she had become more expressive over the years. It was almost impossible to not be affected by Kise's bright and happy aura. Similarly, Kise had become more secure in his person after meeting Tetsuna. His antics were still sometimes immature, but always so sweet and sincere that it was difficult to find it anything but endearing. The inferiority complex he suffered had also abated over time. Now, the athlete even enjoyed being called the Cutie-pie Copycat.

A ping from the coffee machine sounded its completion and brought Tetsuna out of her reverie.

"Tetsunacchi…" Kise yawned. "What's for lunch?"

"Rice sprinkled with red tea and onion gratin soup," Tetsuna replied. "Coffee's ready."

"Thanks," Kise walked over and gave Tetsuna a quick peck on the lips before picking up his coffee mug.

"I got a call from Aomine this morning," said Tetsuna as they sat down on the dining table.

"Oh? was he asking for a homemade bento for our next game?" asked Kise as he dug into his food.

"No, he said, 'Any ideas when the 'lil pup's gonna pop the question? I've been hanging onto this damn ring for months now'."

Kise almost spat out his food. 'Fuck you Aominecchi!'

Kise had bought the engagement ring months ago with the help of Akashi, Aomine, Midorima, and Musakibara. It had been a difficult task. The Generation of Miracles attracted attention no matter where they were. However, it was an important decision, and he needed input from all of his friends.

Tetsuna cleaned every nook and cranny of their apartment on a daily basis. There was no doubt that she would've found the ring, no matter how cleverly hidden. Still, maybe he shouldn't have left the ring in Aomine's care. But, he didn't have much to choose from. Musakibara wasn't interested, Midorima couldn't be bothered, and Akashi would've discarded the ring and bought them another one thrice the price.

Kise chugged down a glass of water as he looked nervously at Tetsuna. She was eating normally. There was no expectant look on her face, as if she hadn't just found out that he was thinking about proposing. It was a bit disheartening. Kise had agonised over the perfect proposal, but Tetsuna didn't seem like she cared.

"Is the food bad?" Tetsuna asked when she realised that Kise wasn't eating.

"Eh? No, no, it's delicious! But, but…" Kise was at a loss for words, should he feign ignorance? Act like nothing had happened? Or should he propose then and there, sans the all-important engagement ring, with his messy hair and dressed in nothing but a pair of shorts?

'Ahhhhh… Aominecchi! I'm gonna kill you for this!'

"Do you have a fever? Your face is awfully red." Tetsuna's hand reached out to touch Kise's red-tinted face, making it even redder.

"You're burning," Tetsuna remarked as she caressed Kise's cheek. "That's why I keep telling you to wear more clothes. Geez, what season do you think we're in?" Tetsuna left in search of something.

Kise was still sitting in his chair, gripping his spoon a little bit too tightly as he wracked his brain on how to salvage his already-ruined proposal plans. But then, Tetsuna suddenly appeared behind Kise, shocking him.

"Ahh!" Even after 2 years, Kise still couldn't get used to his girlfriend's unintentional tendency to sneak up on him.

Tetsuna had a robe in her hand and wrapped it around Kise's shoulders. She then stepped in closer, nestling the back of her boyfriend's head right underneath her breasts as she placed her cool palm on his hot forehead. It was a wonderful distraction and Kise soon found his blood heating in excitement at his girlfriend's touch.

'Tetsunacchi's so cute.' Kise felt a sudden gush of emotion for his girlfriend. Even after finding out such big news, she was more concerned about his well-being, preferring to fuss over his comfort rather than enquire about their marital prospects. Kise should've realised that his Tetsuna didn't care much for all the sublime pomp and circumstance that came with a marriage proposal. She was a simple, warm-hearted woman who whose answer wouldn't have hinged upon the method of proposal.

"Do you feel okay? Why don't you go back to bed?" Tetsuna asked. "I'll bring you some medicine soon."

"I'll go back to bed," Kise took Tetsuna's hand from his forehead and brought it down to his lips, kissing it. "And, you can be my medicine…"

With that, Kise got up and carried a surprised Tetsuna off into their bedroom for some lazy Sunday afternoon loving. There was nothing to worry about.

Proposal or not, Tetsuna was going to be his wife.

Their child will come in the next chapter if I have enough time to write, and if there's demand for it.