I AM SURPRISING YOU WITH THREE CHAPTERS TODAY. I wrote them all together, for they are truly important to the story. I hope you love them as much as I do.

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Kise had his head leaned against the door, listening to suspicious sounds. His heart was thumping against his ribcage, he was so worried about Aomine. Where is Momoi? Is Kagami okay?

Suddenly, a scream erupts from somewhere in the house and someone shoots. Kise counted the times he heard a bang. Seven.

He rushed to the table and hid beneath it, absolutely terrified of whatever was going on in the house. He heard someone running. And then there were sounds of doors being kicked in. He covered his ears and counted from ten to one and when he reached three – Kise heard hurried knocking on his door.

Kise remained silent, too afraid to open the door. The knocking increased and he moved closer to the wall next to the table.

"It's me," Kise heard a voice shouting from the other side of the door. "Let me in, Satsuki… She's hurt –"

He didn't have to wait any longer, for Kise jumped out of my seat, nearly bumping his head, and he fiddled with the lock. The door opened and Kise covered his mouth.

Aomine was holding Momoi in his hands, her beautiful pink hair shining with streaks of blood. Kise saw various bruises on her arms, and her shirt was ripped, a gashing wound in the middle of her chest. He didn't wait any longer – Kise helped Aomine out, carrying Momoi on the couch.

After Aomine and Kise carefully placed her, he listened to her breathing. It was ill, as if it was really hard for her. Kise felt tears in his eyes. It was all because of him.

"I killed three of the attackers," Aomine said and Kise glanced at him, wiping the tears away. "Others ran, probably eager to tell Akashi that we're here."

"What about Momoi?" Kise asked, holding her hand.

"I know she has a med-kit somewhere in the kitchen," he said, his voice dead serious. "We'll clean her wounds and take care of the minor injuries first. Kagami's on his way, he promised he'd take her to the hospital. But we have to leave as fast as we can."

"We can't just leave her here, she might be attacked again," Kise said, annoyed.

"We're not going to leave her like this," he gestured at her. "We're going to leave her patched up."

Kise gulped some air down just to start a new argument, because he didn't want to leave Momoi alone, but Aomine was faster than that. He was already on his feet, running past through Kise and making his way to the kitchen.

Kise gripped Momoi's hand tighter, listening to her shallow breaths, and thought about how he could've avoided everything if he wasn't so stupid to take those tapes. So many people were involved already, and he didn't want to cause more trouble. Maybe he should give in to Akashi – then no one would be harmed.

Aomine was back in a few minutes. He asked Kise to get some water and fresh towels, so he did. When Kise got back, he saw Aomine hunched over Momoi, carefully treating her wounds with cotton pads and some liquid Kise didn't recognize.

"Hand me wet towels," he said. Kise put the towels in hot water, rinsed them and handed one of them to Aomine. He was so skilled in this, Kise could just do whatever he told him to do and watch him help his best friend.

His expression was unreadable. Kise watched him work, so concentrated and accurate. When he noticed his eyes, the only thing Kise saw was his worry and love for a friend. Kise remembered when he looked at him like that. He wished he could see him in the same light, but he knew it was hardly likely to happen.

Momoi groaned as Aomine applied more of that liquid in her chest wound. Kise blushed and stared away, for he could see some of her bare chest.

"What is that liquid?" Kise asked, handing him another towel.

"Vodka," he answered and applied a thick layer of gauze with medicine.

Kise could see tears streaming down Momoi's face so he brushed them away with care. Aomine leaned in and brushed his lips to her ear, repeating 'Satsuki, it's all right, you're fine' with such sincerity, that even Kise believed everything was okay.

After they were done, Momoi was sleeping quietly, her chest rising and falling with ease. Aomine was cleaning up and putting away all of the medical stuff in a little med-kit. Kise was sitting and watching Momoi. She has never betrayed Aomine, not even once. Kise guessed she deserved being taken care of, while he didn't have a clue of why Aomine decided to help him.

He got up and looked at Kise.

"We have to go," he said. Kise glared at him.

"I am not leaving her," Kise said and he rolled his eyes.

"No one's asking you, I have to keep your ass safe," he said and punched Kise's wounded arm. Stars shot inside of his eyes and Kise was blinded by the pain it caused him. Seconds later, he found himself being carried on Aomine's shoulder. Kise hit him on the back, but his hand met his tense muscles. He was like a god damn rock to Kise.

"Put me down," Kise hissed and tried hitting Aomine again. Aomine squeezed Kise's back harder and Kise flinched. He was much stronger than Kise remembered.

"Shut up," he said as they made their way to Momoi's car. Kise saw a lot of blood in some of the rooms, two bodies lying on the ground.

Kise gave up. He stared down and his eyes caught Aomine's backside. His stare lingered on his lean figure and landed on the bottom. It was slightly swaying, and Kise was mesmerized by it, until he heard Aomine talking again.

"Kagami called and said he was attacked by the same group. They had his phone and texted Satsuki. That's how they knew where we were," Aomine said. "Fortunately, he and Kuroko escaped. They're going to be here in half an hour, while we have to go now. They'll take care of Satsuki."

Kise again felt a tint of guilt in his heart. He couldn't wipe the thought of Momoi being beat up by some guys. The wounds were pretty bad, so he guessed they weren't using their fists to injure her.

Kise lowered his head and his eyes met the dark material of Aomine's shirt, wrinkling as Aomine walked.

"Why are you helping me?" Kise asked, loud enough for Aomine to hear.

Aomine didn't stop to answer. He kept on walking, without a single pause or a proper response. Kise figured it wasn't the time to ask yet, so he blushed and called himself stupid.

Aomine made Kise sit shotgun, while he was driving. They had a little plan where they would disappear again.

But they didn't know they were followed.

A certain man with violet hair chewed on a bite of chocolate, hit the gas and chose the same road as the car in front of him.

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