Another day, another chapter.

Big thanks to...

SomeRandomFemale - With deadline in mind I really hurry xD I'm glad you like it, CopraMeow I really liked that, too, hehe, BDDB and SamTsui.

I have to keep it short this time; I need to leave in an hour for work. I hope there aren't too many grammar mistakes. I had to rush it a tiny bit. I hope the pace isn't too fast, I'll maybe edit it later when I'm back from my job! Sorry!

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DAY SIXTEEN

"Jeez..."

Mia's eyes rose towards the sky which had been clear an hour ago. The rainy season right before summer had always been her favorite in the past. It offered the best excuses to stay at home without appearing to be too lazy. The rain came and went, sometimes soft and easy. And sometimes harshly and with strength - today it was the latter.

And for the first time, the girl actually thought it was a shame that it had started raining. In the last lesson she and her table neighbor had somehow come to the conclusion that they should go to the park again today. He more or less provoked her, she guessed. And because Nanami was busy with her club, before they'd take a break to learn for the exams, she had nothing else to do either.

It was just her luck that the weather wasn't on her side.

The raindrops clashed onto the playground as she stood beneath a little roof which offered the bench, where their schoolbags lay upon, enough safety from the wetness. But they couldn't play like this. The orange-head had been so confident that she'd finally make a good shot. Proving Aomine that she was capable of doing that as well...but she didn't really want to do that while the rain was drenching her.

"Should we wait it out?" Mia finally asked, cradling the basketball he had fetched once more from his club - and practice he skipped - in her arms as she looked at her tall classmate.

Aomine was glaring at the grey sky above them, the frown on his face deepening. "What a pain." He grumbled. "It doesn't look like it'll stop soon."

The two of them became silent for a second, merely watching the raindrops fall in front of them. The wind picked up, pulling at the trees which made the leaves rustle. The noise was nearly drowned out by the drumming of a thousand drops. With each passing second it only became worse.

Mia's dark eyes lit up as an idea made its way through her head.

"There is a convenience store nearby. We could run there."

The tanned teenager at her side turned towards her half-hearted, his hands were pushed into his pockets as the familiar bored frown scanned her face.

"Why - you got an umbrella?"

The girl shook her head, hugging the basketball closer to her chest. "No, but there's food and drinks. Enough to survive 'till it stops raining."

The blue eyes of her classmate bored into hers as he considered her plan. The weather was obviously not improving and with every turn the wind took, the rain was aimed at their feet, slowly soaking their legs and socks. In the end, he shrugged with his shoulders, a lazy grin tugging at the corners of his lips. He turned back towards the bench, grabbing both of their schoolbags at once.

"I hope you can run."

Aomine shouldered their bags before he took off. His long legs easily stretched into a sprint as he threatened to disappear from her sight. Mia found herself gasping in surprise; her feet hesitated for a second before they started to move as well. Her body escaped the safety of the roof and she stepped out into the rain, hurrying after the guy who easily outran her by a handful of meters.

Her feet stepped into one puddle after another, her hair falling into her eyes as it slowly but surely got drenched in the rain. But her gaze still clung to the familiar blue hair in front of her who leaded the way. They ran down the path, past the flowers and pond. The basketball in her arms probably left a dry spot on her uniform later on, she was merely lucky that her school colors mostly consisted of black and red.

The store finally came into sight, just outside the park, it stood like an oasis in the desert. Quickly the teenagers rushed inside, a little ringing signaling the visitors who had found shelter here just like a handful of other people.

Mia sighed heavily, relieved that they had left the rain behind them for a moment. Her breath was ragged from the running, although as she looked up to her tall classmate, she could see that he didn't even work up a sweat. Damn those basketball players, her mind whispered, even the ones who didn't go to practice. He was a lot fitter than she was.

"I'm thirsty." She huffed between a breath, gesturing towards the corner where the drinks were placed. "I'm going to get something."

"Ah, I want soda." Aomine called after her as she made her way towards her goal. His demand made her head turn around to him, though he was already busy looking at the shelf which was filled with magazines of all sorts.

A 'please' wouldn't hurt, Mia thought, pursing her lips. But she found herself grabbing a can of soda for him anyway. He was rude; she couldn't change that in a million years. And who knew how he'd react if she didn't bring it to him. He was moody enough.

Carefully cradling the ball in her one arm, she approached the teen who stood next to two other students from another school, flicking through a magazine in his hand with the same emotionless expression he wore in every lesson at school. Her gaze fell from his face towards the object he was holding. And her eyes widened as she started to laugh.

"Really? You have no sense of shame, have you?"

It was one of those weird flashy magazines he always carried with him, the broad letters spelling the name of some famous model that apparently had the same special attribute like the other ones she had seen on the other cover in school. The girl still couldn't believe that he seriously stood in a store with a straight face while reading one of those things. Or just looking, there was hardly anything to read.

Aomine snorted, a lop-sided grin breaking his expressionless face. "Why the hell should I?" His eyes flickered towards her, where he at first scanned her doubtful look. But after a second his gaze fell, lower and lower as he definitely checked something, a gentleman would never dare to. "Heh." He breathed. "...you're bigger than I expected."

Mia's face turned a deep shade of red, the amusement leaving her eyes from one moment to another. How dare he! Quickly the girl raised her arms, crossing them awkwardly in front of her chest with the basketball and drinks still in them. She knew the clothes clung to her skin thanks to the rain and she had always liked the sweater of her uniform, because it was rather loose and comfy. A fact the weight of the rain had changed.

She didn't like attention in that way.

"Aomine!" The orange-head hissed, her voice breaking into a lighter pitch.

The basketball player started to laugh though; his amusement definitely grew thanks to her misfortune. And that only made her face warmer and warmer when he didn't reply, apologize or continue to make suggestive, stupid comments. He only smirked at her as he took both drinks out of her grasp, leaving her behind as he approached the counter in the front.

Mia wasn't able to utter anything, the embarrassment crawling beneath her skin instead. She didn't care if he liked those perverted magazines. But she didn't need him to now make fun of her in that way either; he had already enough to bug her to begin with.

The girl found herself biting her bottom lip, pouting at her own lack of confidence to hit him or something. Who knew how fast his mood could turn, she could handle the lazy side of her classmate. But his nasty glare still sent shivers down her spine no matter what.

"Here." He drawled, holding a can of lemonade towards her.

With a frown she took it from his hand, not daring to look at his face in fear his annoying grin would still be present. She couldn't stand this stupid, stupid grin. But after she glanced at the colorful can, her grudge was quickly forgotten and her eyes blinked up towards him.

"You bought it already?" The question left her lips as realization hit her further. He had carried her bag the whole time as well, without a single complain. If her face wouldn't be red already then it would surely be by now. Just because he was rude, she didn't need to be as well. "Let me return the money..."

"Save it." Aomine grumbled, taking a sip of his soda. He brushed past her and stepped outside, forcing her unknowingly to follow him.

The rain still hadn't stopped. The drops were falling from the sky without a pause, filling the streets with water and puddles which would probably disappear with the warming sunshine tomorrow. The roof of the convenience store offered luckily enough shelter outside as well as long as they didn't step too far away. With a little struggle Mia had opened her can without letting go of the ball in her arms, she didn't want to put it on the wet pavement, and in relief she took a sip.

After all their running, it felt great. The liquid was cool and delicious, the sugar and hydration just right. Even if they got wet, for the girl it was worth it already. But she wondered how they'd reach the train station if the weather wouldn't get better. The sky got darker and darker, the clouds were a swirl of white and dark grey.

Ah, the rain season really wasn't that great anymore...

Her nerves and heart finally calmed down again, her pale face returned to its original color. The burning sensation in her ears vanished which finally gave her the confidence back she had lost thanks to his comment earlier. If only her classmate could stay as silent as he was right now, then it would be a lot easier to deal with him on daily basis.

Mia's eyes flickered towards him carefully as she gulped down a bit more of her lemonade. His short hair hung loosely down as well, the rain dripping from its ends. His already black uniform became darker around the shoulders and probably his back as well. But nevertheless, he looked a lot dryer than she felt like.

His expression suddenly darkened as he groaned loudly. "That damn rain is never going to stop."

Skillfully he threw his empty can into the trash bin at his side, barely looking at his aim - to her disappointment he hit it anyway. That guy was too good at this sport for his own good. He turned away from her for a second, giving Mia enough time to throw her own empty drink away as well. A lot less amazing, yeah, she knew that.

Aomine turned back towards her again, an umbrella suddenly in his left hand. The orange haired girl stared at him puzzled, blinking at the unknown object before her eyes found the source right behind him. A little plastic box where customers were able to put their personal umbrellas into it, a little thing, so that they didn't have to carry it the whole time while they were shopping...

"You can't." Mia said, shaking her head. "That belongs to a customer."

The dark teenager in front of her scoffed, opening the black umbrella anyway. "Shut up and run."

His argument wasn't bulletproof, it certainly wasn't. But as he grabbed her wrist and dragged her with him she didn't have much of a choice. He held the umbrella above them, a shaky shield against the heavy raindrops - but because they were fleeing from a crime scene, Mia had no choice but to run as well. She was slower than he was and Aomine had to slow down a lot, she believed. But they had just stolen some poor soul's umbrella.

She was going to prison if she wouldn't run now!

How could this day end like this! Mia tried to push her legs to move faster, her heart was hammering against her chest again. Just when she had calmed down a few minutes ago - she had never done something like this before! And now, she was the partner in crime of the lazy classmate of hers who easily could become a serial killer if he wanted to.

She started to laugh to herself as they ran down the street towards the train station, not knowing if anyone even noticed the absence of the umbrella yet. The excitement overweighed the guilt by miles though. And with Aomine pulling her further and further towards their goal, she could easily ignore the sore muscles in her legs.