Another day, another chapter.

Big thanks to...

CopraMeow - We'll see about that :D muhaha, It's Lucy's Wonderland Madness - thank you very much!, ivyknightfire - I'm glad Aomine isn't ooc and that you like Mia! All the kudos go to a friend of mine, AmandaVonDoom - I love reviews! And I'm glad you like the story, I know I'm really slow with the romance. I hope you can be patient enough with me, haha. And to have a chapter about Aomine's thoughts sounds so interesting...I didn't think about writing one, but I'll definitely consider it now, DBBD and SamTsui.

It is rather short, sorry about that. But hey, more interaction, more bonding. More potential.

Thanks for all the follows, favorites and reviews! I'm happy that you enjoy it.

DAY FIFTEEN

She hummed a little melody beneath her breath. The plugs in her ears sung a familiar song into her ear. The guitar dominated while the drums drowned out the missing beats until the other instruments joined their chorus.

The train station was still rather empty, although soon it would get lively with all the other people who had to use the train. Mia walked slowly up and down the path, waiting for the train to arrive since she couldn't help but do something with the beat in her head. She couldn't just stand still while listening to it.

But soon the noise of the station found a way past the heavy bass and her eyes caught the train that finally arrived. Slowly she stepped into the compartment in the middle; she always climbed into the last one up until now because she always had to run to catch it. Luckily today, wasn't the case and just as she expected it, the middle compartment was a lot emptier than the others.

Mia stayed at the doors as they closed, considering finding a place to sit down even though she only had four stops to go. Maybe she should just stay right here; then she wouldn't have to fight towards the exit to get out of here at the right station...

"Nidori-san!"

A bit startled the girl pulled the plugs out of her ears, turning towards the direction she had meant to have heard her name from. It would be an understatement if she wouldn't be surprised, the color left her face as her eyes caught the sight of no one else but Momoi Satsuki. The girl with the strange requests sat on one of the seats, waving at her in complete delight.

Slowly Mia's gaze wandered to the tall person at her side whose head hung low. It couldn't be real, right? That was her classmate, the damn table neighbor who slept their right next to Momoi. On the same train she had used these past weeks to get to school.

Was this a joke or something?

"...Momoi-san." She finally replied in the end.

"It's such a surprise, isn't it?" The pink haired girl laughed, urging the other to step closer towards them. "Do you always use this train?"

"Yeah." Mia nodded, turning the music player in her pocket off as she approached them. "I didn't know you did, too...I always get on in the back."

"Aw, that means we missed each other every day!" Quickly Momoi turned towards Aomine who still had found a way to fall asleep even though the train was moving. She grabbed his arm and shook him, complaining to the sleeping basketball player how they had missed her apparently all the time, because she had to drag him with all her might to the train day after day.

The blue haired guy barely reacted; his face grimaced in annoyance as he batted her hand away. Mia had to smile at that. It looked silly how the other girl tried to wake him up, Momoi was about as tall as she was and still looked a lot smaller when Aomine was close by. It was amazing how easily she could pull and push him around without a worry in the world.

"Jeez, Aomine-kun, you're being rude." The pink haired student grumbled in the end.

Mia quickly shook her head. "Oh, it's fine. Really, don't mind me. I mean, we sit next to each other in class anyway so..." In truth it was a relief to her if he was asleep. It was too early in the morning. She didn't mind to not deal with him right now. He was kinda exhausting.

Momoi laughed; her smile bright. "You're right. How are you, Nidori-san? We rarely see each other, my classroom is far down the other hall!"

It was amazing how the girl found easily topics to talk about even though they didn't know each other much. It was slightly uncomfortable for Mia; she wasn't used to someone who was that talkative. But her reply came steadily from her lips, short and light. Hardly comparable to the waterfall of words which seemed to bubble out of Momoi after she had realized that they were having a real conversation.

"Oh, I've seen that show as well." The orange-head said as they finally left the train to walk to school.

Aomine was still grumbling to himself, too tired to say anything as his eyes dropped with every step he took. He merely walked behind the two girls, his mind probably still in bed while Momoi's mood brightened with each passing minute.

"Really?" She asked. "I love that show! Even more after the episode yesterday, I can't wait till next week."

Mia laughed slightly at her energetic response; it was a nice change after all to talk to someone who was so different from herself and Nanami. She was definitely not a bad person, she liked to talk about all sorts of things, yeah, but it never became too much. She changed the topic so often that even though Mia was a bit uncomfortable in the beginning, she started to warm up.

That is, until their third wheel had enough of it.

The second they had reached their school, passing the open gate, Aomine spoke up for the first time.

"Shut up, you're so noisy, Satsuki."

Both girls turned around to him, one insulted the other just surprised that he had suddenly spoken. Momoi balled her fist at him, pouting at his sour attitude this early morning.

"What? That's mean, Aomine-kun!"

The basketball player frowned at her, his natural glare finally waking up. "It's too early for you to be annoying." His insult made Momoi only complain more, but before she could have started preaching him, he suddenly started to push Mia forward with his shoulder.

The girl stumbled at first; unwillingly hurrying her steps to not fall down while Aomine's body pressed against her back. It felt like a wall which kept her from slowing down.

"Aomine-kun!" Momoi called after him, though he never looked back.

The pink haired girl could only watch how Mia looked up at him, obviously asking him what he was doing while he replied. Soon he had stopped pushing her forward, resuming walking at her side while they talked about something judging by the way the girl looked up at him.

Momoi had stopped moving; watching both of them as they slowly disappeared with the other students in the tall building. At first, she pouted, even after all these years he was still so rude and blunt. But then her lips spread into a broad smile, her eyes shining.

"Stupid."

He really seemed to be feeling better after all.

"Should we really just leave her like this?" Mia wondered after she stuffed her shoes into the small shelf. Her face twisted around towards the lockers on the other side where the tall teenager was busy putting on his own indoor shoes. He didn't look at her as he scratched the back of his head, grabbing his bag to his right.

"She's always so loud in the morning."

"Well...that's not an excuse." Mia replied following him towards the staircase.

"I don't care." Aomine grumbled, his long legs were easily climbing up the steps while the girl struggled to keep up with him. "Oh." His narrow eyes looked at her while they made their way towards the classroom. "I didn't do the English homework."

"Seriously?" Mia gaped at him and his emotionless expression as he shrugged with his shoulders.

"Let me copy."

"You can't copy mine all the time! It's a miracle you have survived the mock exams..." The orange-head became quiet for a second. "...how did you do that anyway?"

Aomine didn't answer and chose to bump into her side instead. His strength nearly made her lose her balance. But she caught herself and stared at him, her expression a mix of annoyance, embarrassment and confusion. The basketball player started to grin lazily at her instead.

"When do I see your good shot?"

"Soon." Mia grumbled, breaking their eye contact as they reached their classroom. "Pretty soon."

If luck decided to stay on her side, that is.