School was rather uneventful. The only entertainment I had was attempting to piss off Akashi all day. He totally deserved it.
It's on him for sitting by me in every class. I tried to not sit by him and sit by someone else, but he made them stand up and move. It was high key rude, my classmates clearly wanted to bond with me and Akashi had to be a little shit. So, really he did deserve all that I said to him.
As I finish that thought, I run smack dab to the form in front of me. "Hmmph!"
Red eyes glance back at me and a thin mouth twists into a sneer. "What where you're going, dumbass."
"Screw off, jackass," I fire back, refusing to let Akashi's insult go without recognition.
He's so mean to me, after all I've done for him. I have blessed this kid with my presence and basketballing ability, and this is how he treats me!
"Shut up," he retorts back, rolling his eyes at me, "We need to get to practice, the season starts soon and we need you to get into tip top shape before you're out on the court."
What a dick. That comment was completely unnecessary and it helped no one that he said it. Akashi just wants me to suffer at this point, maybe it's because I was pestering him early. But that's not actually on me.
"You need to be prepared too, it's quite obvious how you're lacking in certain areas."
Gotta hit him where it hurts. And it's a plus that it can be taken with a sexual undertone. I will make this kid regret disrespecting me. Or, at the very least, regret having ever met me.
He stops suddenly, making me run straight into his hard back yet again.
Ouch! That hurt my nose! I could've broken it, then what would he have done? There's literally no one he could replace me with.
"Hey! What was the for?" I exclaim, rubbing my nose.
He grips my arm and pulls me out of the doors at the end of the hall. He pulls me around the corner, firmly holding my shoulders.
"Alright, what's all this? You're being freaky deaky, Akashi."
"You need to stop being so goddamn rude, Kita. Or I'll have to take matters into my own hands and punish you myself," he states coldly with narrowed eyes.
What the hell?
"Holy shit, you are a freak!"
He looks at me with widened eyes, the realization of what he just insinuated clearly clicking in his mind and he immediately drops his hands. Walking a few steps away and putting some distance between us before he speaks again. "I didn't mean it like that," Akashi hisses with disgust, red blooming across his face.
Aww, he's kinda cute when he's embarrassed. Oh shit, I just thought Akashi of all people was cute. I'm disgusted with myself.
"Then, what did you mean Akashi? Punishment insinuates something very specific that you have in mind," I argue, trying to throw him even further off of his game than he already is.
He shakes his head vigorously. "I meant that I'd bench you or take you off of the team, not do that." His cheeks heat further until his entire face is beet red.
Inwardly, I'm cackling at his reaction. It feels so good to embarrass him after all the annoyance he has caused me today.
"Jeez, Akashi, you're embarrassed by sex? Wow, who knew the Akashi Seijuro could be easily caught off guard by the mere insinuation of the do."
He looks at me, scowling while his cheeks remain bright red. "I'm not embarrassed by anything! And I don't go around flaunting my actions to others and have the decency to not boast about my nightly activities!"
Before I can stop it, I burst out laughing. "'Nightly activities?' Are you from the seventeen hundreds?" I giggle out.
Holy shit, that's the funniest thing I've ever heard. Does he actually talk like this? He sounds like a character straight out of JoJo's.
Akashi opens his mouth, eyes indignant, and as he's about to respond, a familiar voice interrupts. "What the hell?"
Akashi and I's heads snap in the direction of the voice, seeing Kise and Shin-kun gazing at us with wide, confused eyes.
"Screw off. We're going to the gym, right now," Akashi announces, voice tight.
Wow, I really did a number on him. Maybe he'll stop being a dick… probably not. A girl can hope.
They look at us haphazardly before turning and walking towards the gym, Akashi and I following behind at a distance.
Gripping my arm, Akashi leans down to my ear. "I get it, fine. I'll ease off on the babysitting, for now. As soon as you start slacking, I'll be on you full force," he hisses out before releasing my arm.
Damn, he's kinda intense. But in a completely unsexy way; I hate it.
"Yeah, yeah. If it's a choice between playing shitty and you having to babysit me or quitting, I'm just going to quit. So, you won't have to worry one bit about keeping me in check." I throw him a beaming smile, a complete opposite from the meaning of my statement.
I won't be handled, it's frigging insulting. Much less by someone I don't know that well and could care less about the opinion of.
He narrows his eyes. "Sure you will. Now, we need to get to the gym and we're going to condition for the first hour and then we'll go into specific plays."
What does that mean? 'Sure you will' my ass.
I nod, still indignant at his statement. I could easily quit if I wanted to, he might have not let me quit yesterday, but I was in a state of panic then. I'll be perfectly calm this time around.
We arrive at the gym and Akashi turns to me. "You'll need to change out of your school uniform. There's only a boys locker room nearby, so you can go ahead and change in there and then we'll change after you're done."
He's actually putting some effort in me not being uncomfortable. Huh, who knew.
I just nod back and put my backpack against the wall of the gym before wandering off into the locker room.
Setting my stuff onto one of the wooden benches, I immediately begin changing. I'm not too concerned about someone walking in, considering that Akashi has enough power that no one would be able to easily get in.
Once I've completely changed my bottom half, I take off the top half of my clothing, leaving my upper body completely bare.
I hear muffled shouting outside the door and I freeze.
"Shit, Aomine! You can't go in there!" a muffled voice exclaims.
The door bangs open and a clear voice loudly responds, "Screw that! I need to piss like a goddamn racehorse!"
Oh shit. No, no, no. They better not-
Aomine suddenly comes into my line of sight and we make eye contact.
He glances down and that's when I remember that I'm topless.
Snatching my shirt off of the bench, I hiss at him, "Aomine, get the hell out of here."
A/N: Quick note, there will be absolutely NO sexual content in this story. I'm assuming you guys could tell from the rating, but I just wanted to make it clear. (However, if you want to read a sexy KnB oneshot, I recommend my new The Emperor & The Manager fic *wink wink*)