Oh my god guys! Where do I start? Thank you so much for supporting this fan fiction! I am seriously overwhelmed right now.

Song I listened to: Hold me down by Halsey.

Airi woke up, extremely sore. She had spent a good half of the night training with Sakurai intensively. It had completely worn her out, and her muscles protested every time she tried to get up. In the end she gave up and simply lay there.

Momoi noticed her struggle and couldn't help but giggle. "Need help?"

"Nope, I'm good."

"Are you sure?"

"No. . ."

Momoi giggled some more and helped her friend up. Airi thanked her and dug through her clothes. She settled for sweatpants and a sweatshirt since it was pretty cold. She let Momoi shower first and, despite her aching body, she went down to the reception to order breakfast, forgetting she was still in pajamas.

"Um, hello?"

The receptionist looked up and smiled at Airi's current state. Messy bed hair, wrinkled clothes, tired eyes.

"May I know what you usually serve for breakfast?" she asked, yawning.

"You can have broiled eggs, bacon, pancakes, if you want with added sushi, as well as some juice and—"

"Great, I'll have all of that."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise but didn't question her and nodded politely. Airi made her way back to their bedroom. Maybe a warm bath would do the trick. Halfway there, she bumped into none other than Aomine, who had seemingly just woken up.

"M-Morning Aomine-kun," she said, half tiredly and half shyly.

"'Mornin'," he replied lazily, ruffling her hair before walking away.

Airi watched him leave, a little confused then left as well, for she was standing in the middle of the hallway like a total idiot. When she was back in the room, she found Momoi searching through her own clothes. Without a word, Airi locked the bathroom door. A few minutes later, she had fallen asleep in the tube.

A good breakfast later, the two girls were out and about. Momoi wanted to go shopping. Airi had nothing better to do and didn't want to go shopping. Crowded places weren't exactly her thing so she made up a lie.

Now she had free time to herself, and no idea in mind. How convenient.

She stuffed her hands in the pockets of her sweatshirt and took step after step. Perhaps a little walk would help her clear her mind.

The cold atmosphere air caused her nose and cheeks to turn cherry pink. Great. Why did it have to be so cold?

With no other choice, she sighed and headed for the court. Might as well try to practice a bit.

Airi picked up the cold basketball and bounced it, eyes fixing the net firmly. She let out a breath, which transformed to smoke as soon as it mangled with the cold air. She crouched, getting ready to charge.

"If practice makes perfect, then practice it is."

That's when a hand snatched her up by her collar. Airi struggled to get out of whoever's grip it was. "Aomine-kun, I thought we were done arguing."

She realized it couldn't be Aomine when she took notice of how high up she was. Next thing she knew there was a set of lavender eyes staring at her. Oh no. The least she needed right now was a certain purple haired giant picking on her.

"Muro-chin, look who I found," Murasakibara said, glaring at the poor girl.

Airi gulped and began trying to negotiate with him. "C-Could you please l-let me down? I. . . Have a. . . Umm. . . F-Fear of heights?"

It came out more as a question rather than a statement. Murasakibara frowned at her and shook her.

"Atsushi, no need to frighten her like that. Let her down."

The giant reluctantly set her down. Airi scrambled to her feet and turned around to thank Himuro. The black haired boy smiled his signature charming smile.

"Sorry about him. He's still upset about losing."

"That's alright, I understand." She dared take a look at Murasakibara, who had opened a bag of chips to munch on. Put apart how scary he could be, Airi found he was simply a childish boy. Some people never grow up.

"So, were you two going to practice?"

"Hai hai, but since you were here before—"

"No, no it's alright. I was actually waiting for a friend, but since he's not coming, I guess I'll go search for him."

Himuro crossed his arms. Anyone could see right through the lie. However, he did appreciate her move.

"That's very kind of you. Thanks."

"No problem." She left the two, beginning to regret not goin to the mall with Momoi. That's when she realized something. Three lies in the same day. Three. Freaking. Lies. She had never lied so much before.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Airi recognized the voice and slowly, very slowly, turned around. It was quite awkward, since she still couldn't get yesterday's incident out of her head. It was practically taunting her. "N-Nowhere particular, why?"

"Satsuki just called and ask me to keep an eye on you. Apparently, your lie wasn't very convincing."

"Gee, am I really that bad at lying?" Airi rubbed the back of her neck, face heating up.

"Yes, you kind of are."

She puffed her cheeks. No need to rub it in.

"Come on, there's an arcade somewhere around. You'll love it."

"I don't know if I should."

Aomine shrugged, grabbed her arm and got in the process of dragging her away. Considering she didn't weigh that much, it was easy. Airi simply let him drag her away. She was used to it anyway.

Aomine was right when he said she would love the arcade. Not too crowded, spacious, well lit. She might not look like it, but Airi was a big fan of video games. Aomine couldn't help feel amused when he saw her running here and there. What a hyper little being she could be.

He offered to play a multi-player game against her which he, eventually, ended up winning. After all, he always won. It didn't bother Airi because she had fun.

Two and a half hours later, the two were heading back. Airi was cheerfully skipping besides Aomine. He would occasionally glance down at her, smiling. He had never seen her this happy, and, honestly, it was pretty contagious.

"Want to go get some lunch now?" he asked.

"Mhm," came the hummed reply.

He asked her to wait in the hall as he headed straight to the food court. He came back with two bowls. Fried rice with vegetables, some fish, mushrooms and sauce. The two sat on one of the benches outside. Airi gulped down her food while it was still hot.

"Don't eat so fast Airi," Aomine said. "You'll get a stomach ache."

"It's too good."

When she was done, she put the empty aluminum-wrapped bowl aside and simply stared at her feet, wiggling them around. Aomine finished eating and threw the bowls in a trash.

It was currently five, meaning they'd spent quite some time in the arcade. Momoi should be back any minute.

"Did you have fun?" he asked, finding the silence unsettling.

"I did. I hope we can do this again soon." She looked at him with the most genuine smile one could think of.

Aomine didn't understand why his stomach felt funny all of a sudden. He narrowed his eyes and ruffled her hair, rolling his eyes. "You should seriously get a haircut soon. Your hair is growing way too fast."

"I know. Planning on it."

No words were exchanged from then on. Airi felt tired but content. Her eyes slowly shut close as she leaned onto Aomine's arm. He sighed and let her be until Momoi came up to them. She took about ten or more pictures of them before the tanned boy got annoyed and told her to show him to their room.

"You're not allowed though."

"Satsuki, you know fair well I dislike rules. And I'm most definitely not staying here with her in my arms."

Momoi smirked down at Airi's sleeping figure being carried by Aomine. "You two look so cute together."

"Shut up and show me the room."

Someone requested some AoRi fluff. (Just made a ship name. Oh how smart I am.) Well, I went for that. Not really sure whether this should be an AominexAiri fanfic though.

Until next time!

~AHAL