Lost at a Certain Angle

When Kise is in love...

(A short observation featuring a stupid, lovesick Kise, a barely mentioned Aomine, and a very annoyed GoM.)

Here we see AoKise in its natural habitat.

...he emits sparkles, bubbles, and all things gay.

"Sigh~..."

"God, he is so annoying..."

"Can I crush him, Aka-chin?"

"No, Atsushi; you can't."

The young geniuses stood around the court in their places. Some were sitting down on the bench, while others quietly observed the other players of the first string. Akashi, in particular, was standing just outside the court, and he was observing the practice match between Aomine and the other first string players.

He was also busy trying to stop Midorima and Murasakibara from socking Kise in the mouth.

The aforementioned blonde was sitting down on the bench, and his body was slumped forward in rapt attention. His eyes were positively sparkling and full of admiration, and anybody who passed by the bench had to do a double-take because they saw bubbles, rainbows, and unicorns surrounding the cheerful young man.

Kise was obviously watching the game happily, and every time a certain tanned male made a shot, he would shout out a compliment or a cheer.

Then he'd go back to watching and grinning like a trigger-happy idiot.

"Aomine-chi! That shot was beautiful! Nice!"

Smile. Smile. Sparkle. Unicorn. (?)

"My eyes!"

"Somebody bring me my fucking water bottle... I can't see!"

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"Akashi, people are suffering."

"Patience, Shintarou. The only important thing is that Daiki does not answer back to- "

"Why don't you come out and play here, Kise!"

"..."

"..."

"I'M COMING, AOMINE-CHI!"

Boom.

"WHAT'S THIS BRIGHT LIGHT?!"

"SOMEBODY TURN THE FUCKING LIGHTS OFF!"

"I CAN'T SEE!"

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"Akashi..."

"Shintarou... Where are you?"

...he makes up couple names.

For a while now, Kise had been doing nothing but giggle, then sigh, then stare back down at his notebook.

Giggle. Sigh. Stare.

Giggle. Sigh. Stare.

Giggle. Sigh. Stare.

Giggle. Sigh. Sta-

"I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR STUPIDITY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

"Ah! Midorima-chi- !"

The very pissed off shooter petulantly snatched the notebook from Kise's desk, and he rapidly flipped through the pages, trying to find the copycat's main source of amusement. A couple of pages later, he stumbled upon what he was looking for, and Midorima Shintarou was disturbed.

Kise's face was dusted slightly with a red tint, and his mouth was agape in embarrassment and mortification. After a few minutes, he snapped back to reality. "Midorima-chi! Give that back already!"

Midorima pushed up his glasses, and he held the notebook open with one hand. The page it was on was filled with scribbles of various versions of Kise's and a certain someone's name joined together.

But what was eye-catching, though, was the big couple name that was written in extravagant lettering in the very middle of the page. Complete with a heart to cage the name in.

AoKise.

"Kise. Seriously."

It wasn't a question, really. It was more of a statement.

Kise rolled his eyes, and he roughly took his notebook out of Midorima's hands. The blonde stuck his tongue out childishly, and he said, "So I made a couple name. Big deal. At least you didn't catch me jerking off to him in the showers- "

"You jerk off to him in the showers- ?!"

"FUCK NO."

...he reads BL (Boys' Love) manga.

"Kise-kun... What are you reading?"

Without batting an eyelash or even looking away from the material in his hands, Kise casually replied, "Junjou Romantica."

"...I know that, but why would you read that in public- "

"What? Kuroko-chi reads in public all the time too!"

"I do, but at least I do not read gay porn in broad daylight."

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"...Oh..."

In his mind, Kuroko gave himself a super, ultra, mega, fantastic face palm. He could barely restrain himself from slamming his school bag into his attractive team mate's face. Instead, he opted to take the high road, and he tried to make conversation. "May I ask why you have suddenly taken a liking to that kind of genre?"

Kise delivered a cheerful, upbeat grin as he answered, "Isn't it obvious?! It's to prepare for Aomine-chi's di- "

He did not have the chance to finish stating his purpose, for he was left writhing on the ground from the impact of a loaded school bag onto his stomach.

...he sings nothing but Taylor Swift songs in karaoke.

"I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile. So good to me, so right~!"

"I'M BEGGING YOU; MAKE IT STOP."

"I can't take this any longer..."

"I think I might throw up those snacks I ate during lunch time..."

Akashi's eyebrow twitched, and he turned on the full power of his demonic glare on his fellow team mates. The others visibly flinched, and they cowered under his gaze. As they sat shivering in fear ( a total contrast to the strobe lights and cheerful atmosphere around their baka couple, by the way), Akashi crossed his arms, and he bore down on them harder.

A few guitar strums later, Akashi hissed, "You think I'm a fucking fan of Taylor Swift? I'm not, so you shall suffer as I do."

"Yes, mother."

...he copies that person's style the most.

"It's extremely likely that at certain times he has a tendency favoring copying Aomine-kun."

I believe the statement above is self-explanatory.

...he writes fanfiction about them.

'I like you, Kise!'

'A-Aomine-chi...'

His heart pounded against his rib cage as the man before him enclosed him in a tight embrace. He felt a blush growing in his cheeks, and- '

"Ryouta, stop writing trashy fanfics about you and Daiki, and go to sleep. The training camp starts early tomorrow."

"S-Sorry!"

...he's just an idiot, really.

"What is this..."

"I don't even know anymore..."

The Generation of Miracles stood awkwardly off to the side, at a loss on what to do. They had all come in earlier than usual due to their captain's orders. Strangely enough, the only two people suicidal enough to not show up on time was Kise and Aomine.

But now they knew why.

First of all, they weren't really late.

And second of all...

"Aomine-chi...!"

"Kise..."

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Murasakibara gagged, and he covered his mouth with his hand. Midorima winced, and he turned away in disgust. Kuroko nonchalantly walked out, and Akashi blankly stared at the 'heartwarming' scene happening before his eyes.

They were making out. Ferociously. On the court floor.

The ball was just a few feet away from where they lay, and from the GoM's view, they saw everything.

Akashi died a little inside.

Author's Note: I barely made it in time for AoKise Day, but here it is. :)