Notice: Okay, guys, here's the thing. This chapter is NOT YET edited since, as what I've previously said, my dear editor/beta-reader is busy with RL stuff so she has only little free time to edit it and that I wasn't able to send it to her earlier so she could work on it. It may continue to happen like that (that I will post chapters with the unedited version and just later on update it with the edited ones once it was finished by my editor) so I'm totally asking for apologies for doing so. I hope you all would still continue to read the story with every chapters that I create. I'll make sure to do everything that I can to be on time with the updates but still give you the satisfaction. Thank you very much :)

EDIT: CHAPTER UPDATED. Thanks to my wonderful beta-reader~

CHAPTER 13:

Don't Just Play with a Fire; Make It.

"I'll be off now." Aomine spoke as he opened the door of the kitchen's stock room to make his way out.

Three more hours were still left on the count of his total number of working hours a day in the kitchen and yet, the blue-haired man wouldn't bother waiting for it especially that he has nothing left to do on the remaining hours. He began working the moment he stepped down the kitchen stock room early this morning and so because of that and his non-stop labor, his share for the inventories of the week was all done.

On the other hand, the shy Sakurai he was talking to quickly stopped whatever he was doing on one of the office desk just to greet the former cop goodbye. "Ah y-yes! Good bye, Aomine-kun." It was most probably his share of the inventories, nonetheless, he didn't want to give Aomine the impression that he was ignoring him.

Of course, it didn't cross Aomine's mind that Sakurai ever wanted to ignore him. In fact, he had given him the impression that the man is too upright to do such thing. "Yeah. Just tell Kaji-san that I'll be dismissing from work earlier than usual due to my injury or he'll bother me again the next time we meet."

"Sure, I will!" Came from the timid man who was still being as passive as ever.

"Thanks." Aomine said as the door slowly shut close from behind.

He decided to leave work earlier than usual today. Not because he was feeling sleepy during the afternoon nor because of some petty reason he could have easily made up to keep him from working that much; but rather, in order to get his hand set inside a cast. Yesterday's visitation by Momoi and their mother made a big impact on his decision. If he were to be asked, he didn't really want to cast his injured hand. The splint and the arm sling were as much as necessary for him to support his arm until it was healed and back to its normal state. Getting it into a cast, which is just too troublesome for him plus the fact that he will have to pay for additional fees because of it, is a reason enough for him to not pursue onto it. But because his mom – who was typically making mountains out of molehills – told him so, he couldn't help but to submit in resignation. He didn't want any argument between them anymore.

Aomine went his way towards the prison infirmary. He wanted things to finish fast so he could take a rest in his cell for the whole day. He was somehow tired from work, though didn't do that much of a physical labor in the kitchen, doing inventories on stocks were actually pretty puzzling. Especially now that he has been working non-stop simply to finish early. However, it seemed like he wouldn't be able to get his cast done right now when one of the prison guards called out to him.

"Hey, former cop." A mocking greeting came out of his mouth. Aomine, on the other hand, ignored him. "If you're looking for Midorima-sensei, then you're wasting your time. He is on a leave for a few days and won't be coming around until tomorrow."

Damn, he thought. Now, his efforts of doing an early out all came into nothing.

"Then, isn't there any professional that is a substitute when the doctor's out?" Aomine countered with a raised brow.

"If there's one, I wouldn't have called out to you, you know." Retorted the prison guard with a smug expression on his face.

Aomine didn't bother arguing with the man, he knew that there was no point in doing so or he'll just be wasting more time. After a nasty glance and a frown towards the prison guard, Aomine turned his back around him and started stepping his way out.

After getting his efforts wasted, the former cop thought then that it would be best if he could schedule an appointment for the casting of his hand to the green-haired doctor; rather than just to guess random time on when will the doctor be available and ready to cast his injury. It would be the best thing to do to at this moment. Well, he didn't actually know if scheduling an appointment to the doctor is possible here in Teikou and even if it was, he would surely be asked to talk to the guards about it. Not unless he talked to a certain black-haired man with a perky nature who was somewhat close to the green-haired doctor – Takao.

With that thought in mind, Aomine turned to his left and went straight back to the direction towards the kitchen area where Block A was nearby. He needed to see Takao and ask him for some small favor. He knew that the man won't say no to him.

When he was about to turn left once more towards the hall connecting the kitchen area and the Block A, Aomine was surprised to meet the pretty blond who he had been trying to avoid for some awkward reason. It froze him on his tracks and, without a doubt, his face flushed a rosy shade of red as he remembered the incident that happened a few days ago.

It was really unexpected. Well, yes, Kise may have been the type to do such things, or rather, he was the type to do things more than just a peck on a lip; but, doing it all of a sudden on a small, dark place with no one around, moreover, without Aomine's consent, there was no doubt that he would be startled by that act. However, aside from its surprising effect on him, Aomine wouldn't also deny the gratifying sensation it rendered on his body. He had been trying so hard to forget it that he even pretended that it was all just a dream, but it wasn't that simple. Every time he saw Kise, he couldn't help but to think of it.

Sneaking out from his secret hideout, the same place where the dark-skinned man was pulled into on that accidental night, Kise still managed to notice him. Now, his chance to run away a while ago to avoid the awkwardness that is about to pulled them in together was gone. Though, whether Aomine admits it or not, a certain part of him – hidden beneath the depth of his chest – wouldn't want to walk away at that moment.

"Aominecchi!" Kise called out as he immediately walked towards him. He flashed a wide grin that looked as apparent as it could've been and this exact grin was what Aomine couldn't help but to compare to the kind of smile he saw from the blond man yesterday at the prison visiting area.

It's different.

Totally different from what he saw. The raw smile of unswerving tenderness and affection were now modified with a wide grin of subtleness and rogue. He may have seen the Kise who was as invulnerable as a turtle inside its tough shell this whole time; but the "him" of yesterday can be compared to the same turtle but was denied of its own shell and, despite being naked and being slow by its nature, it miraculously ran off with a smile as wide as the sky towards the man whom he believed will be his new protective shell. The man within Kise's dreams…

"Who was he?" Came from Aomine's mouth. A sudden question that slipped out of him. The former cop couldn't help but to bit his tongue out of his own stupidity. When did he learn to speak his thoughts out loud?

"Huh?" Kise raised a brow of confusion.

Of course, Aomine began to turn down the other man's intrusion about the matter. It was a stupid mistake of him that he uttered those words aloud, in fact, it should've been just within the corners of his mind. He wouldn't like Kise having the feeling that he was being nosy of his private life, though, in actuality, he was getting the itch to know who the hell visited the blond yesterday – particularly, if it was his step-brother. And if that was so, for what reason he did that after all this time? "No, I mean, it was nothing. Don't mind what—"

"Who are you referring to?" His sentence was broken off by the blond.

Aomine knew that Kise's instincts were telling him to press him further about the question. While his was telling him to feign ignorance of everything and make a way to get out of the situation he was in at the moment. In the first place, the pretty man was quite much intrigued by the "slipped of his tongue" and so, Aomine also knew that no matter how loud his instincts were telling him to run, he couldn't because Kise was sure to bug him about it.

He heaved a sigh.

"Alright, I just wanted to know who visited you yesterday." Aomine tried his best not to sound as though he was prying, even if the fact that he secretly want to know a lot of things about it is pretty much an act of intrusion already.

And then a fine smirk appeared on Kise's mouth.

I told you. You should've ran away a while ago, idiot; was what Aomine's instincts reproached him.

"Oh… that… It was my brother. What? You saw us? Don't tell me you were jealous." The blond teased with a hint of mischievousness on his expression.

Aomine quickly reddened with what he was accused of. Whether it was due to the embarrassment of really being jealous or of just being teased, the dark-skinned man immediately responded to Kise with a tremendous denial. "What?! Of course not! Are you crazy? W-why would I be?!"

The exaggerated reaction Aomine showed made Kise laugh his head off. He was getting quite amused of him again. "Come on, Aominecchi! Don't get too worked up over a fancy joke."

Aomine couldn't help but to avert his eyes. Now Kise was totally successful of teasing him. Even so, a part of him wouldn't get mad at the blond and it wasn't very usual for him.

"Now, now~ don't sulk. Come here!" Kise said as he grabbed Aomine by his wrist and pulled him towards the same place he did before – his secret hideout.

Aomine felt as though it was déjà vu. The only difference is that there was a light inside the hideout and it was probably because the sun is still up and its rays were spread out all over the place from a small, fenced up window. Because of the light, he could finally confirm with his own pair of eyes how narrow it is that only two people could fit in; and with the cigarette butts piled right beside him and the strong smell of nicotine filling up the place, he concluded that this was the place Kise was spending time in while smoking to hid it from the guards.

"Hey, Aominecchi…" Kise called out, pulling his attention back to the man again.

"What?"

"Do you love your sister?"

Aomine didn't quite get Kise's question. He wondered what was he up to again this time, but, while raising a brow, he still innocently answered him with a "Yes."

"Then…" Kise responded. "… Do you wanna have sex with her?"

The unexpected crass question left Aomine's mouth wide open. He couldn't answer nor could he even react to the boldness of the blond. Didn't he even have any decency to ask something like that?

He gulped down. Only to ease down the burning sensation in his throat for Kise was making his gullet dry. Then he tried to be as composed as he could, in order to think rationally, and opened his mouth to speak out.

However, the blond interrupted him with a much more daring revelation. "Because I do. With my brother."

Aomine couldn't utter a single word out of his mouth. What he was hearing right now that is coming out from the blond were vulgar-enough to make anyone speechless. Not that he wasn't used to these kind of words but hearing it out from Kise made him especially sensitive. On the other hand, Kise continued to disclose all of his fantasies. "I want him to touch me, feel me with every bold graze of his fingers as though he was languidly licking up my whole body. I want him to kiss me gently… from my neck, along my nape, down to the length of my spine until it gives me little shivers.

"After a while, he'll strip me naked – bare to the bone – and I'll rub my body with his, making him realize that I'm craving for his touches, for his body, for him… Then he'll pepper me with open-mouthed kisses. Rough but good. Good-enough to make me cum and ask for more…

"That's how badly I want to have sex with him, Aominecchi." Kise finally wrapped up with an evident emphasis on the word—sex.

Now, Aomine didn't know what to do. He barely had any clue on what the actual fuck is going on within the blond's mind. What was he trying to aim by saying that? More so, emphasizing the word 'sex'… Does it mean Kise is trying to seduce him and actually want someone to make out with him? But Aomine was sure as hell that Haizaki was not neglecting the blond of his carnal needs. So why? Was this out of pure desperation?

Aomine had a lot of questions in mind. He didn't understand what is going on; however, he couldn't understand more of this feeling he was suffering from right now. Maybe it was due to the sense of déjà vu he had a while ago. With the same smell, with the same place, with same person… it was no wonder; but, why couldn't he stop it? Does it mean he liked it? No, he really liked it. He wanted to experience it… again. He hoped to experience the fleeting feeling of getting his heart bounce, thumping hard inside his chest and the warm and irresistible sensation on his, given by the blond's soft and moist lips.

And as though he had read Aomine's thoughts, Kise spoke with an alluring voice. "I love the soft feeling of your lips on mine." He put a finger on his own lips. "You do, too, right?"

Then, Aomine's heart started beating rapidly. As if it was bouncing up and down inside his chest. It was extreme to the point that the sound of the beating was already intruding his ears, filling it up. He didn't need to hope now, did he?

"Of course… I felt the same." He replied.

"But that didn't seem enough for me." Kise said, slowly going near him. "After knowing the feeling, I also would like to know the taste. Say, Aominecchi, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

In just a second, the blond began wrapping his arms around the former cop's neck. Just like an anaconda wrapping itself around its prey. He, then, clung to him as though he was clinging for his dear life; and slowly, he moved his face towards Aomine's. He had him again on the palm of his hand. Or so Kise thought…

To his surprise, the blue-haired man shoved him up the other side and, after an evident intake of breath, swiftly crushed his lips with his. It collided with so much intensity that Kise almost thought that he had his front teeth chinked. But that doesn't matter, does it? He had Aomine responding to his seductions now in which the former cop wouldn't dare do before. However, here's the twist: Aomine was the one taking over the situation and the blond didn't expect that.

Well, it was fine. One bold Aomine is actually a perfect match to one bold Kise.

Feeling the tenderness of the other man's lips against his, Aomine felt as though he had lost his rationale and all he could feel right now is the warm sensation forming between them. He had been longing for this since their first kiss. He, then, closed his eyes and let his desires control everything, just as long as it wouldn't let the pleasure cease. This was the first time he initiated kissing a man, this was the first time locking lips with him. But he didn't care. He had given in.

On the other hand, Kise instantly got out of his surprise and quickly parted his mouth in order for Aomine to fill him in. And in just a second, without any hesitation, Aomine's tongue was inside Kise's mouth, roughly playing with all of the barely-restrained tension building within them. Kise responded by sweeping his own tongue—making contact with Aomine's – and closed his eyes too; both of them basking in on the satisfying pleasure.

Both of them were completely aware that they were enjoying the sensation and that no one wanted to back down anymore. And so, taking things into another level, Aomine leaned in closer to the blond, their bodies heatedly sticking up together, moving a little rough until they're rubbing each other. Then Aomine pulled back for only just a split second, letting both of them breathe as much as they could, and began kissing Kise back in different angles. He tugged at the other's lower lip, nibbled at it, and quickly released it in one fell swoop. The blond couldn't help but winced a little with the throbbing pain.

Kise retaliated back by going deeper inside Aomine's mouth and seized his tongue with his lips. He locked it in between him until it stayed and started passionately sucking the almost half of it. And when he noticed that the man was getting indulged in to the pleasure, he immediately bit it in a slightly hard manner and scraped it lightly with his teeth. Aomine frowned a little with the playful action but it somehow aroused him more.

The kissing became more stimulating as their speed and intensity heightened. Heads moving in different angles, hands roaming in different places. Kisses getting rougher, breathing getting more unrefined. Everything is getting messier but more pleasurable at the same time.

Aomine began brushing the tip of his tongue all over Kise's mouth. He started from the roof, behind his teeth, along the gums, and around his lips. Kise, instead, wallowed in glee and sexual enjoyment while he pleasurably locked his fingers along the tiny fibers of Aomine's blue hair. And when the former cop started doing his jaws down to his neck, he couldn't stop himself from eliciting a delightful moan.

He raised his leg, ready to cling it around Aomine's hips and do things way wilder and way gratifying than this; but the man started pulling away.

"I didn't know you could be that proactive when it comes to stuff like this." Breathed Kise, trying to tease Aomine for his incomplete gratification.

"I can always dominate you anytime I want, you know." The other man countered. He's completely showing his dominating tendencies towards the blond.

And it was not like Kise didn't like it.

"What? You wanna have sex with me? I'm fine with it." Kise replied with an outright answer.

This is a dangerous play. Kise knew it and so did Aomine. Especially with Haizaki around, there was no place called "safe" to do the dirty. But, Kise was totally fine with it. A part of him was shouting right back at him to give in to the desire and he was a very weak soul when it comes to that. He'd surely say yes if ever Aomine asked him right here right now to continue. But... would the former cop do so?

He stared at the man. He looked unperturbed about the question. It took him a while to respond to Kise but his response was somehow unrelated to the subject. "Kasamatsu Yukio. That's your brother's name right?"

Kise nodded confusedly. "Yes… why? Where did you hear his name?"

"From the prison guard yesterday." He answered and quickly went back to his phase. "Why is his surname Kasamatsu and yours is Kise?"

Kise chuckled as if the subject was not that sensitive to him at all. "That's because my mother who married his dad disowned me and I switched my name back to my father's surname. Why are you asking?"

Aomine definitely heard Kise's inquiry, but he ignored it and continued asking. "Then does it mean that you aren't blood-related with Kasamatsu Yukio?"

"Yes. We're not really brothers. What are you up to, Aominecchi?"

"Then…" Aomine paused and stared right back at Kise's topaz orbs. "You love him?"

"Yes, I do." Straightly came from the blond's mouth.

Aomine chuckled softly and sighed. Now, he had the answers and it was totally wilting when it came right out from Kise. Even so, the former cop remained firm with his resolution. "I see. Then, no, I don't wanna have sex with you not until I managed to make you forget your feelings towards that step-brother of yours."

Kise smiled amusedly with what he heard. "Heh, how cheeky of you, Aominecchi~ Was that a confession just now?"

Leaning in closer, Aomine spoke in an unwavering tone. "Yes, that's a confession. You aren't the only one being able to get so bold here, you know."

Kise quickly put a finger on Aomine's lips when he attempted to get another kiss. "Then, let's see if you could really manage to make me forget my feelings for him."

Putting the finger away, Aomine daringly snatched a kiss from the man. "Try me."

Getting more amazed with the challenging aura Aomine was emitting, Kise chuckled again. "You're playing with fire, Aominecchi."

Indeed, he was. Making Kise forget his feelings for his step-brother was challenging-enough. And with Haizaki watching over Kise around the clock, Aomine will find every little thing he could do with Kise to be difficult and dangerous. But, that didn't matter to him. Like what he said before, he could survive this hell without setting a tea or two for Satan. Because he can be Satan himself.

"I'm not playing with fire, Kise. I'm making it."

Notes: Hello!

So... how'd you all like this chapter? :D
I know the kiss was a little bit of a tease to the smut but I still hope that you enjoyed with the sexiness of it~
But I intended to write and insert more smuts in the story so you all should get ready for it ^^
Anyway, I wanna hear your thoughts so, if you all could, leave some comments/review. I wanna make my writing even better. :)

Expected Update: Feb. 28 (or earlier)