Kise Ryota

"Kagamicchi, I really am fine. There is no need to concern yourself—o-ow!" He tries to move his face away when the redhead presses a cotton swab to his bruised lip. The sting of the ointment on his open cut is enough to make his eyes scrunch up in pain.

Kagami gives him an annoyed scowl before reaching out and holding his jaw in his large hand, careful to avoid the bruise also forming there. Kise squirms a little more as he continues to treat his injury. "Shut up and hold still, will yah? I can't believe you can't remember a single thing about what any of them look like!"

"Well," Kise shrugs his shoulders and purposefully avoids looking into the other's intense glare, "What can I say? It was really dark, and they took me by surprise."

"Che." The blonde feels like crap lying like this. He never thought he would run into Kagami of all people. He did not know what to do and the rapid-fire questioning left him with little room to think. Before he could think better of it, he told his former rival some story about being mugged by three guys on his way to the store. Although Kise does have a reputation for lying and exaggerating, he does not usually lie about something so serious but Kagami left him with little option. There is no way he could tell him what really happened. "I'm done. Keep this on your eye to ease the swelling."

"Thanks!" He takes the offered icepack gratefully and sighs as it relieves some of the throbbing pain on the side of his face.

"I still don't get it." The other's grumbling causes him to meet his gaze again. "What are you doing in Kobe anyway?"

"I was visiting a friend."

"Oh…"

Kise eyes him curiously when his scowl deepens before he heads to the bathroom to put away the first aid kit. The blonde looks around and take notice how the little one-bedroom apartment looks very similar to the one he had back in high school. Although he was only there once, for Kuroko's birthday party, he remembers it looking just as nice and neat. He often forgets that the American teen is pretty well off. He forces a smile as the towering male comes back into the main area and leans against the wall with his arms crossed. "In any case, thank you for helping me out. Sorry for the inconvenience."

"It's fine. There's no need to thank me. What are you going to do now? Didn't those guys take your wallet?

"Yeah…" /Actually, I left it at his place. And there is no way in hell I'm going back there now with him that angry. That would practically be asking for it/. "I was headed to that store to see if I could wire some cash somehow."

"I go there all the time. That place doesn't have anything like that."

"Ah, I didn't know that!" He lets out a sigh as the redhead disappears into the kitchenette. His sigh turns into a long groan when he checks his phone and spies the time glaring back at him; 10:42pm. He has two classes early in the morning, then an important meeting with a protentional new modeling client, and then afternoon practice. At this rate, he is going to miss classes…again. /Well, if I wait it out long enough maybe I can go back to his place and get my wallet. He does not usually go to bed until 4 or 5am anyway. Then I can take the bus back to Osaka and hopefully be back at my place by 6. Best case scenario I can squeeze in a 30-minute nap and a five-minute shower and make it just in time for classes…perfect/. When Kagami returns, he puts his pity party on the back burner to give a friendly smile as he accepts the cup of tea the homeowner places on the table.

The redhead settles across from him at the kotatsu with a can of juice before addressing him again, "So, it seems you're stuck here for now."

"Yeah," Kise sighs over his warm drink, "Don't worry. I'm going to leave after I finish this."

"Leave and go where? Back to your friend?"

"Ah no…I don't want to be a nuisance since it's so late now. I'm going to try and find another store in the area and have some money wired from my account. Actually, Kagamicchi, do you know where I could go to do that?"

"The other stores are in town and most of them are closed already."

/Shit/.

"Why—uh," Kise raises a questioning brow when he clears his throat and scratches the side of his face nervously. He can see the heat rising to his face as he suddenly takes interest with the tabletop. "Why don't you spend the night here?"

"Haah?"

"Uh, you know, uh since it's late and everything. You can stay here tonight, and I can show you where you can get money in the morning."

"That's really kind of you, but I've troubled you enough."

"Who said I was troubled?"

"This is a lot…also I really need to be back in Osaka for classes tomorrow and a bunch of other things I need to do."

"Really?" Kise cannot tell if that is disappoint he sees on his hard face, but he is pretty sure it can't be. If anything, the redhead should be glad that he does not have share his space with someone he has always perceived as arrogant and annoying. "Then I can give you the money to go back tonight."

"Eeeh?" /What is going on? Kagamicchi hasn't always been this kind, right?/ "I cant take money from you on top of everything else you've—"

"Stop going on about that already! It's no big deal." Kise's eyes widen when he pulls out his wallet and tries to pass him a wad of bills. "Take it."

"I—" When he does not reach out to take it right away, he yanks the blonde's hand up from the table and forces the money into it before closing his fist over it. "Thank you Kagamicchi, really. But why are you being so nice to me?"

He slowly removes his hand and looks at him like it should be obvious. "It's not about being nice. You were hurt and lost. It's only normal to help in that situation—especially if it's someone you know."

"I guess that's true. Still, I always thought of you as some bad-tempered blockhead—"

"Watch it blondie!"

"Ahaha." He meets his scowl with an overly cheerful grin. "But I see now, you're actually a pretty cool guy."

"Che whatever! Whenever you're ready I can show you to the closest bus stop."

"You don't have to walk me there. It's really late, so you can just tell me how to get there."

Kagami's eyes flick to meet his gaze for a brief second before scoffing once again. He does not bother dignifying that with a response and retreats to his bedroom instead. After a few minutes, he re-emerges dressed in dark hoodie and black sweatpants. "Let's go."

Kise considers telling the him to stay home again but thinks better of it due to the daring scowl on his face. /I remember now. Kagamicchi was always just as stubborn as Kurokocchi. No wonder they get along so well/. They walk mostly in silence, which is just fine for Kise. He is trying to figure out what he is going to do. He could return tomorrow after practice and pick up his wallet. Kagami did give him more than enough money for two trips. And surely by tomorrow, he will be in a better mood. All things considered; he does not normally hold a grudge.

"It's just up ahead." He looks up from the ground to see the bus stop a few feet away. It only took about ten minutes to get here from his apartment. /He really didn't need to bother walking me here/. "According to my bus pamphlet," The redhead adds as Kise slumps down on the bench to wait. "The next one should be here in five minutes."

"Nice! Thanks a bunch, Kagamicchi. Seriously, is there anything I can do to thank you properly? At least let me repay you for the money—"

"Are you deaf or something?!" Kagami leans against the sign and shoves his hands in his pockets while glaring down at him. "I don't need or want the money back."

"Yeeeah, but is there anything else I can do?" Kise persists causing the other roll his eyes.

"Look I don't—…" Kise looks up at him curiously when he suddenly stops talking. "Actually…there is one thing."

"Sure, anything! What is it?"

"You could, uh, come back to Kobe sometime and um, you know?"

"Um…no. And what?"

Kagami's face begins to match his hair when he just tilts his head in confusion. "I mean, come back and just hang out or something…"

The blonde blinks at him in unconcealed disbelief. "You want to…hang out? With me?"

"D-Don't get the wrong idea! It would be a good chance to play basketball and see how much you've slacked off since high school."

He cannot help chuckling at that. "Yeah sure, I'm game. I would never pass up an opportunity to show you up!"

"Heh. You're all talk." Kise smirks as that spark shines in his burning red eyes. Regardless of his words, they both know that this match will be a hard fought one and a true test of their skill. He is excited and very curious about what techniques his old rival picked up in America. Will he be able to copy them? "What day works best for you?"

"Hm, like I said I am very busy tomorrow…let me look at my schedule and get back to you."

"To do that, uh, we'll need to um," Kise has to lean in just to catch the rest of his mumbling. "E-Exchange phone numbers."

"Oh! Sure," He digs his out of pocket before trading with the redhead.

"You know, it's strange those guys didn't take your cellphone too."

"Uh! Y-Yeah. Weird. I guess my model wasn't good enough for them. Those jerks, hahaha."

"Mm…By the way, I am not putting my name in here as 'Kagamicchi'."

Kise almost laughs at that but settles on a cheeky grin instead. "Don't worry. I'll change it later."

"Tch!"

"Hahaha—oh, here comes the bus. Thanks again for everything Kagamicchi."

"Yeah. Be more careful next time."

"Aw don't worry. I'll be fine. See you soon!" They return phones before he hops on the bus and gives him one more cheerful wave. Only when he is seated in the back, away from other people, does he allow his smile to slip and his shoulder to droop. /I'm so tired/.

….

Kise Ryota

"You look like shit."

The blatant observation is almost enough to force a laugh from him if he were not so exhausted. "Gee thanks, can I come in?" The tall, brooding male grunts before retreating back into his room; yawning and scratching the mid-drift to his six-pack. Kise follows close behind as his eyes fall on his broad shoulders and defined back. Even as he stretches his arms above his head, Kise can see the muscles bulging under the smooth expanse of chocolate skin. Since he only has on a pair of boxers and his dark blue hair is more mussed up than usual, he can only assume he just woke up. /Strange. It's only 12am. He usually goes to bed real late and wakes up real late/. "What were you up to? Working out? It smells funny in here."

His bored ocean blue eyes settle on him as he crosses his arms and leans against the wall close to his unmade bed. He was not really expecting him to answer.

"How was your day? What did you—"

"Why are you here?" He cuts him off with a tone that Kise has come to associate with him not being in a good mood. It does not sound like he is necessarily in a bad one, but experience has proved it is best to watch himself because he could quickly find himself in hot water. "I've already told you not to come here uninvited."

"G-Gomen, but…I need to get my wallet."

"…"

"Remember? From the other night?"

"It's over there." He grunts with a stiff nod over to the cluttered dresser.

"Thanks! I would have contacted you but, my phone died. Mind if I charge it a bit? Just enough to turn back on." /Thank goodness. He must not be in that much of a bad mood after all—Hm?/ After the blonde picks up the wallet, he bends down and plugs his phone in and notices something sparkling on the floor. On closer inspection, he can see it is a dangly earring with many fake diamonds attached to it.

"Oh yeah." The other male's voice makes him turn back around. "I took the cash that was in there."

"That's fine," He has a more pressing concern at the forefront of his mind. "Ne, Aominecchi?"

"What?"

After making sure he really has the bluenette's attention, Kise picks up the jewelry and holds it up for him to see. "Who does this belong to?"

"…" Aomine's stare shifts from the piece in his hand to the sheepish close-eyed smile on the blonde's face. It becomes harder to keep the smile up when the dark-skinned teen continues to stare in stone-faced silence. A solid minute of stillness passes between them and Kise's arm starts shaking under the tension before Aomine finally replies. "It must be Satsuki's."

"Oh? I didn't know Momoicchi wore things like this." In fact, he knows that she does not. Being a model and having an eye for fashion, the first thing Kise usually notices on the many girls who flock to him is their style. Not only that, but he and Momoi get along really well. Back in middle school and high school they used to shop together often. /She would never wear something like this but…/

"How should I know? Like I pay attention to what she wears."

"Right, right…well sorry to bother you so late. I'll get out of your way now."

"Wait." Kise had started for the door but turns around when the other stalks over to him. "I want you back here on Saturday."

"Saturday…that's tomorrow."

"Yeah."

"Aominecchi, I'm really tired. Can't I just spend the night instead of going all the way back home? Since I have to come back tomorrow anyway?"

"No." He knew the rejection was coming, but that does not mean it does not hurt all the same. Aomine steps closer, slipping his fingers under the shorter teen's chin and lifting his face to look at him. "I need my space before you get here. Don't come until around eleven."

"In the morning?"

"Don't be an idiot. Eleven at night."

"R-Right." /I'm so tired though. I just want to rest/.

"Hey."

A blush creeps across his face as Aomine's face gets closer to his. Their noses brush against each other and Kise moves closer and places his hands on his chest as one large hand wraps around his waist and the other slips behind his head to caress the back of his neck. "Yeah?"

Goosebumps tingle his skin when the dark-haired athlete licks his bottom lip and sends a predatory leer down his body. "There is something I need you to do before you leave."

"W-Wait." Kise pushes at his bare chest, but it does not budge him at all. "Aominecchi, I can't right now."

"Tch."

"Really, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you tomorrow. It's been a long day and I'm really just too tired."

"You don't look too tired to run your mouth. You should put it to better use."

"Huh—!" All at once, his fingers latch onto the blonde's hair and he yanks him down until he is on his knees. In one swift motion, he pulls down his boxers and his arousal nearly slaps him in the face. When he sends a weary glance up at the homeowner, he merely leers back down at him.

"Since you're so tired, I'll use your mouth. Just open wide and I'll do all the work."

"…" As much as he would like to protest, he does not want to displease him even more. So, he resigns himself by closing his eyes and obeying his order to open his mouth. He feels the hand at the back of his head again and gags as he shoves himself to the back of his throat in one swift lunge. Kise feels his jaw stretching to accommodate the large member shoving its' way down his throat. His eyes water and his hands move up to push on his thighs as he keeps himself there. Aomine pulls back only to shove himself back in. He listens to him retch and cough around him as he sets a rhythm to fuck his throat. The blonde's nails dug into his thighs as he struggles to breath, but it only spurs him on more. Panic rises in his chest as he gags and struggles to relax his throat long enough to breathe through his nose. He can feel and hear the heavy balls slapping against his chin and his scalp is burning from where he is pulling his hair too tightly. Saliva pools out of the corners of his mouth as black colors his vision and his throat constricts around its' intruder.

"Ngh, fuck!" Aomine stiffens and Kise can feel him grow in his mouth before seed gushes out in forceful shots to fill his mouth. The sheer force and quantity leave him with little choice but to swallow to avoid chocking. Although some of it dribbles down his chin, Aomine does not let go of his head until he has sent every drop down his throat. "Ungh fuck. Not bad." His grip loosens, and he pats his head as the teen coughs and struggles to catch his breath. He walks over to the wall and yanks his phone and charger out of the wall. "You can go home now." The model does not get the chance to say anything as he grabs under his arm, pushes his things in his hands, and shoves him out into the hall way. The door slams in his face leaving him alone in the breezeway.

"…" /He could have at least let me clean up first…/ He wipes his mouth with his sleeve and clears his throat to try and ease some of the soreness. As he leaves the apartment building and starts in the direction of the bus stop, he turns his phone on and feels it buzz with a new message. He thinks it might be Aomine changing his mind about letting him spend the night, but when he looks, he sees a message from Kagami.

Subject; Tomorrow.

[Hey. About you coming over…Does tomorrow at noon work for you?]

/Oh, he sent this a few hours ago. To get back over here by noon...I would have to get up early enough to catch the 10:30am bus and then stay in Kobe until 11pm to meet with Aomine…I just want to rest…but I owe Kagamicchi big time for all his help last time/. [Sure! Noon works for me!]

Despite Kagami sending the message hours ago, he receives a reply almost instantaneously. [I'll meet you at the bus stop]

[Great! See you then Kagamicchi]

/I'll just have to suck it up and power through. Everything will be fine/.