Kise sighed as he walked out of the classroom at the end of the day. He hadn't uttered a word to Aomine after their little lesson. He was slightly mad about the session earlier. Why didn't Aomine tell him it had been a lesson? Why did he make him think that he was serious about that girl in the cafeteria?

He felt embarrassed, that he had been taken as an idiot, but then he stopped to think. Why didn't Aomine push him off and explain things to him? Yes, the boy had told him when they had first started this whole thing that he would be doing these lessons for his personal gain as well, but Kise hardly thought the way he had taken control over the situation, had been to Aomine's advantage. He was doing what he wished, not what Aomine told him to do.

Sighing Kise didn't want to think about the topic anymore. He was stuck at a standstill with the boy. The basketball player believed he wanted Kagami, which meant there was no way for Kise to confess to Aomine. Only if he put his pride on the line and tell the boy that he had been lying the whole time; and there was no way Kise was willing to do that. Call him stubborn, but the model couldn't care less. In all honesty, he was secretly worried ,that if he did, Aomine would finally tell him that he had no interest in an actual relationship.

If he continued to believe one day Aomine would suddenly come to his senses and fall for him, then Kise was willing to prolong this game.

"Hey, want to grab dinner after school?" Aomine asked and Kise stopped as he realized the navy haired was now walking beside him. He hesitated for a few seconds before he asked. He was free, of course, since he had no photo shoots today and practice wasn't until tomorrow morning.

"Why are you asking? Did you want to have another lesson?" The words came out colder than he intended and paused as he watched the navy haired stop. Lately, their relationship seemed to revolve around the lessons, it was only a natural question to as, right? Stopping himself a few steps ahead of where Aomine was standing, Kise turned around to see the boys gaze turned towards the floor.

"Heh, if you're up for it." Aomine finally said before he lifted his head to look into the blondes amber eyes. "Actually, never mind."

"Alright..." Kise said before watched the power forward walk by him.

Was Aomine trying to hangout with him?

A small piece of hope popped into his thoughts as he imagined the two of them spending time together, alone; and before he knew it Kise had spun around and grabbed Aomine's arm.

"Did you want to hangout?" Kise asked. He knew he was blushing as he asked. He felt embarrassed that he was making it such a big deal, but still waited patiently for the answer. "Because... I wouldn't mind going out for dinner."

He looked down at his feet as he finished the sentence and let go of Aomine's upper arm. The wait felt like forever and after a few seconds Kise looked up to see Aomine turning around and wrapping his arm around his waist. Pulling him close, the navy haired looked down at him, the height difference only being a few inches. Kise looked up as he shifted in Aomine's arms before he started to blush even more.

"You wouldn't mind going out?" Aomine teased before he trailed one of his hands down until he groped Kise's butt. "Hmmm, okay."

"Okay?" He echoed. "So are we going out tonight?" Kise clarified but for some reason he was beginning to feel embarrassed. Maybe it was because of the close proximity or maybe because his need to be with Aomine had become stronger. Either way, Kise was become more and more needy to end this little game.

"Sure, pretty boy. No need to sound so desperate, it'd make me think that you're asking me out on a date." The taller boy said as he let go of his hold on Kise.

"You love to tease me, don't you?" Kise pouted as he heard Aomine's implication. Of course if he hadn't lied about Kagami, he would've actually been asking out on a date. The thought made him feel more hopeless. Damn. One stupid idea dug him into a hole that seemed impossible to get out of.

"I wasn't teasing." He heard Aomine's husky voice whisper before the boy turned to walk away. As his footsteps echoed in the empty hallway, Kise watched the boy raise one of his hand in a wave. "I'll pick you up at seven."

The blonde didn't say anything in response, but knew that Aomine would take the silence as confirmation enough. A date with Aomine Daiki.

This was a rare opportunity and there was no way Kise was going to let it slip through his fingers. With a small smile on his face, the model pushed his hands in his pockets and began to walk down the hallway. It was the end of the day, meaning that he had about three hours before the date.

But before that... he needed to make a phone call.

Aomine rang the doorbell to the blondes house. He was a few minutes early, not because he intended to be, but he knew Kise would be pissed if he was late. Pulling out his phone, he quickly messaged the model telling the boy he was here.

"Hello. Can I help you?" he heard a voice say and looked up to see a beautiful blonde women. For a few seconds he was stunned that the blonde in front of him look very similar to the one he knew. The only difference was that she was slightly taller, and of course had breast. And large ones at that, he noted.

"Kise... ah. I'm here for Kise." He mumble as he tried not to stare.

"Of course, which one may I ask?" The girl giggled.

"Ryouta, I mean Kise Ryouta." He clarified.

"Yeah, I know. 'Was just teasing you. Ryo did say he was going out for dinner tonight." She smiled. "I'm his older sister, well one of them at least. And you are?"

"Ah, a teammate. We play basketball together. My name's Aomine Daiki, nice to meet you Kise-san." He said politely.

"Aomine-kun..." The older blonde echoed before she trailed off.

"Aomine-cchi, you're early." He heard and watched another blonde pop up from behind the girl. Damn, they really do look the same, both too pretty.

"Yeah, you ready?" He asked shift a bit on his feet as he felt the two pairs of eyes on him.

"Just a few seconds, I'll be right out." The model smiled before he walked out of sight. "You can come in if you want."

"No, it's all good." Aomine said as he stood at the front door. "I'll wait here."

"Oh, Ryo. I needed to tell you something." The taller blonde said before she turned back to Aomine. "He'll be out in a few." She smiled before shutting the door on the power forward.

Inside Ryouta looked up at his sister. She was frowning, and that was never a good thing. "Ryo, he's..."

"A friend."

"Don't pull that with me. That's the Aomine-kun you have a crush on."

"Where di-"

"You didn't think Ayame-nee wouldn't tell me?" She crossed her arms over her chest. Kise slightly regretted telling his older sister about his relationship problems.

"How much did she tell you..." Ryouta asked, slightly ashamed.

"Everything. And from the looks of things, you guys are still stuck on first base." She said. "Well, in the emotional department that is..."

"Wait- How would you know that?"

"Oh, come on. How naive can you be Ryo?" She asked. "From the way you lied about just being friends and the way he was checking me out, means you guys are anything but serious."

"We're not like that." The model reassured her.

"That's not what the hickeys on his neck are telling me."

"Don't worry about it. It's none of your business anyways." Ryouta said in a dismissive manner. He really didn't need his sister to be the voice of reason right now, not when things finally seemed to be going right.

"I just don't want to see you get hurt. You're my cute little brother."

"I'm old enough to make my own decisions." He said before walking out the door.

Once outside, Kise's colder demeanor changed back into his usual happy one.

"Ready to go?" He smiled at Aomine, who was leaning against the wall.

"Sure." The boy said as he pushed off the wall.

They began to walk toward Maji Burger from Kise's place in silence. Kise took the time to look Aomine over and admire the clothes he was wearing. It wasn't very often he saw the boy wear something other than his basketball or school uniform. He was wearing a a plain black hood and khakis. It was casual, yet for Aomine's standards, Kise liked to think the boy dressed up for the occasion.

"So, what did your sister need to tell you?" Aomine asked, breaking the silence.

"Huh?" Kise asked confused for a bit, before he realized what the boy was talking about. "Oh, nee-san. She was just saying..."

"She just told me to bring a jacket." He lied before he smiled and laughed. "I told her not to treat me like a baby."

"Hn, go figure. Even at home you're treated like a little princess."

"Yeah,yeah." Kise brushed off the comment before he casually asked. "So... My sister was saying how you were checking her out. Is she, by chance, you're type?"

Aomine didn't say anything at first. For some reason the way the blonde had asked the question seemed too natural.

"Maybe. She's hot." Aomine said before he turned to Kise. "But I wouldn't say I'm all that into her."

Kise didn't say anything in response. Instead they continued to walk until they arrived at Maji. Once they arrived, they quickly made there orders and settled into a booth. The question he had asked about his sister being Aomine's type was something he had regretted. He was self-concision about himself when it came to Aomine.

Was his looks not enough? Did he not attract Aomine the way those girls that had large boobs did? The questions were pushed aside as soon as he thought about them. They were stupid. He knew that. Yet why had he asked that in the first place?

"Are you even paying attention?" Aomine asked as he flicked a finger at Kise's forehead.

"Huh?" The blonde snapped out of his thoughts.

"I asked you if you were paying attention, which by the looks of things, that's a no." Aomine said as he begun to eat.

"Sorry, just a bit tired." The model said before he asked. " What were you saying again..."

"I was talking about your sister." The power forward started. "Didn't even know you had one. Much less more than one."

"Ah, yeah. I have two older sisters. Ayame-nee-san just finished university. And Hanako-nee-chan is the one you met today. She's the youngest of my sisters and the one that got me into modelling." Kise explained. It felt weird talking about himself to Aomine.

"So there's three of you. Just two girl versions." Aomine came to the conclusion.

"Hey! We're not all the same. Ayame-nee is the smart one. Well we all are, but she was the one that was more focused with her academics in high school. As for Hana-nee..." The blonde trailed off before he found the word he was looking for.

"She got into modelling when she was still in high school. But actually wants to be a nurse. She took the money she saved up from her shoots and paid for her university courses. She's on her second year right now."

"She sounds smart." Aomine said.

"She is, I look up to her a lot. Both of them actually." Kise explained before he smiled. "What about you, Aomine-cchi?"

"No siblings." He said immediately. Kise figured as much. Momoi acted more like a sister to him, and as for a brother... Kise couldn't begin to imagine an older or younger version of Aomine running around.

"Well, you and Momoi-cchi are pretty close though." Kise said before he laughed a little. "Although I bet when you were younger you weren't forced into things your sisters wanted to do."

"Like what?"

Kise blushed as he recalled some of the embarrassing things his older sisters used to do to him. "They ah... they used to play dress up and always force me to dress in girl clothes."

A husky laugh came from the other side of the table.

"Don't laugh!" Kise protested.

"Yeah, yeah." Aomine said as he brushed off the protests from Kise. He found it quite amusing. He could only imagine the blonde dressed up in a dress and pigtails.

"Come on. It's not like you haven't done something you were forced into." Kise asked. "I'm sure Momoi-cchi wanted you to do something as a kid that was embarrassing."

Kise watched as the navy haired seemed to recall something. It must've been something unpleasant from the way the other scowled.

"There was, wasn't there?" Kise asked and Aomine frowned.

"Nothing that I care to share." He said. Kise pouted a bit, but let it go. He couldn't see the power forward confessing something that was embarrassing about himself.

"Okay then. Then why don't we continue asking questions?" Kise suggested. He faintly recalled the first time they played this game, but pushed it aside.

"Like, the last time." Aomine asked with an indifferent face. "Because if I recall... that was before I knew about your situation."

"That's not what I meant." The model defended himself before he raised his eyebrow. "But what does it matter. We've gotten passed first base, right?"

"I'll go first then." Aomine said as he narrowed his eyes. The blonde noted that his demeanor seemed to have changed. " We'll start off easy. Tell me. Have you ever had a one night stand?"

Kise regretted this game as soon as he heard Aomine's first question. Damn, this was not what he wanted.

"No." The blonde said as he looked down. "Have you?"

"Yeah, if I recall, there were a few." Aomine said absentmindedly. Kise noticed the way the boy seemed to almost smile as he recalled them.

"When's the last time you've fucked someone?" Aomine asked, leaning back on the booth as he stretched out his arm along the large seat.

"Not since middle school..." Kise said with a bit more confidence.

"How many girls have you actually..." The model trailed off a bit at the end.

"Actually had sex with?" Aomine asked. "Well, well. You really love to know about my sex life, don't you?"

"Was just curious, is all. It's not every day I get to ask you these kinds of questions. Plus, it normal for friends to share their sexual experiences."

"I was just kidding. No need to justify your reasons. Besides... the number isn't as high as you think."

"How many?"

"Guess." Kise rolled his eyes but did it anyways.

"Twenty."

"Nope. Lower."

"Seventeen?"

"Lower."

"Fourteen."

"Closer."

"Ten."

"Nh, yeah, about that many." Aomine said with a smirk before he took a sip from his drink. "Although, I'd say probably half of them were one night stands, or hook ups that lasted only a couple of weeks."

"My turn now. Let's see..." The navy haired pondered.

"Have you ever jacked off to me." Aomine asked and Kise froze. There was no fucking way he was going to answer truthfully.

Aomine watched as the blonde hesitated a bit and smirked inwardly. That's all the response he needed.

"In your dreams. No I haven't." Kise lied before he moved on with his question.

"Have you ever had a threesome?" The question was blurted out before Kise could stop himself.

"A threesome? No... but I wouldn't mind having one. Watching two big chested girls go at it with each other, before they both let me fuck them senseless." Aomine suggested.

"What about you pretty boy? Would you have one? I know girls aren't your thing, but maybe with two boys?" Aomine suggested.

"No. I wouldn't." Kise said with certainty. "I think of sex as... an extremely imitate act. Whether it may be with someone I just met, or with the person I love. If there was someone else, I feel like I wouldn't be able to pleasure them both."

"That's a surprised, I always thought that you'd be up for everything." Aomine said with a smirk. "Such as shame."

"Hardly. I like to give myself to the person I'm with wholeheartedly. Let them have, and touch every inch of me. Make sure they enjoy me as I am." Kise explained. Aomine struggled to keep his mind clear. They were beginning to become clouded with thoughts of Kise in bed. The blonde rolling around in sheets with some unknown person. No. With him.

"Don't you think that's how sex should be?" Kise asked.

"Aomine-cchi?" The blonde called his name when there was no response for his question.

"No." The power forward suddenly said. "No I don't."

"Then wh-" Kise began before Aomine cut him off.

"Not your turn."

"Then go."

"Actually... Since I'm done eating, I should probably head home. We have practice tomorrow morning." Aomine said suddenly. He yawned a bit and looked toward Kise with an indifferent gaze.

"Why so sud-" Kise began before he was pulled across the table by his collar. Their lips smashed together in an aggressive kiss. But as quickly as it started, it ended.

"Last lesson, tomorrow after school. My house." Aomine said before he walked out of the Maji leaving the dumbfounded blonde in his wake.