Title: Lame

Characters: fem!Aomine Daiki and male!Momoi Satsuki

Aomine Daiki wasn't like any other princess.

She was slender and beautiful much like the other princesses, but she certainly didn't have the elegance. And the behavior.

Even the femininity.

Yes, she was definitely a tomboyish troublemaker who didn't like attending meetings and giving speeches and looking pretty in front of other princes. The blue-haired girl didn't give a damn about any of those... girly things.

Aomine desired adventure, wanting to feel the excitement of hiking through mountains, exploring the forests, searching for game, walking in town, even talking to those regular vendors. She wanted to be anywhere than inside the depressing cage called the castle.

Those were the reasons why she's currently lying on the grass under the shade of a tree on the back part of the castle grounds. The sunkissed girl skipped another music lesson again; she was absolutely sure that Momoi's frantically searching for her, muttering curses under his breath.

She smiled at the thought of the boy brisk walking around the palace, huffing through his nose and looking ready to burst from annoyance.

Aomine always found the boy's irritated face and scolding endearing, even after all this years. Three years ago, the boy entered her life as a retainer. They were of the same age; the princess didn't understand why they asked a fairly young boy to serve her.

How could this boy handle my awesomeness? She thought at that time, even smirking.

She never thought that she'll be so useless against the boy's silent wrath.

Momoi often gave her a piece of his mind. He would drag Aomine by the ear to her classes, without even minding that he could be punished. The words that came out of his mouth were always inappropriate and harsh.

Why Aomine was useless? It was not because the boy was strong or too violent. Heck, Momoi was short, less than 5 centimeters taller than her, and he was definitely slim. She could overthrow him if she wanted too. She was useless because she couldn't resist the annoyed expression the boy makes every time she creates trouble. He was too cute for his own good, and that's why Aomine couldn't help but give in and just follow his orders.

The girl closed her eyes, feeling the cool wind blow on her face. She loved the late afternoon breeze the most.

I guess I'll take a nap, she thought.

"I won't let you."

Aomine grinned upon hearing the stern voice. So I'm caught now, huh? She opened her eyes to the view of the pink-haired boy staring down at her, his hair fluttering in the wind.

"Man, I was about to sleep, you know."

"I know. That's why I woke you up. Stand up, you're gonna miss your music lessons. Miss Agatha's gonna blow her top if you don't arrive in ten minutes."

The princess just brushed him off. "Geez, just let her be. I don't want to be with that old hag, she's always negative." She saw Momoi cocking his brow. "And whose fault is that? Hm... Let me guess." The retainer pretended to be in deep thought. "Yours?"

"Ha. Ha. Ha."

Momoi appeared to be reaching his limit. "Princess!" He growled, now looking very cross.

Aomine tried her best not to giggle. "Don't get so worked up over small things, Satsuki. You'll get wrinkles." She closed her eyes once again.

The princess waited for another irritated demand, but all she heard was rustling and the feel of something shifting beside her. She popped one eye open, and was surprised to see Momoi now sitting a few inches away from her, his knees pressed against his chest.

In normal days, Aomine would laugh her ass off and ask Momoi where his fierceness went but right now, it didn't feel right. Momoi's eyes were clouded, and his usual energy was gone. He didn't even look angry already, just tired.

The princess slowly sat up, still taking in Momoi's slumped posture. She crawled her way in front of him and kneeled. "Hey."

The boy ignored him.

You won't be able to ignore me for so long.

"Saaaatsuuuukiiii~." The bluenette snapped her fingers once, then twice, and now she was creating some sort of beat with her fingers, wiggling her upper body to match with it.

She grinned when Momoi swatted her hands away. Aomine easily recovered and continued, chuckling when she saw her retainer barely holding in. "Daiki, if you don't stop that, I'll slice your fingers with my sword. I don't care if they execute me on the spot."

"Haha! Did I get your attention now?"

"Who wouldn't? You look like someone who doesn't attend her dance lessons. Oh, you really don't attend, I'm sorry, I forgot." Momoi snapped, and earned himself a pinch on the cheek. "Hey!"

"You're so cute, Satsuki." The princess stopped laughing and decided to be serious. She placed her right hand on Momoi's knee. "What's wrong?" she asked sincerely.

The blonde just sighed. "I'm just tired, I guess. But I'm sure I'll feel better tomorrow."

"You should rest, then. Do you want me to escort you to your room?" Aomine felt a little bit relieved when she saw the boy smile a little. "Crazy princess," he muttered. "I'm the one serving you. I should be the one escorting you to places."

Aomine stood up and removed the leaves that decided to stick to her gown. "Makes no sense to me. We're friends, after all. Come, I'll go with you to your room." She stretched her hand out.

"Hmph. Only if you attend your music lessons."

"Seriously? Just let it slide this time, I'm in no mood for music lessons."

"Then I won't budge from here." Aomine has always been stubborn, but the boy before her also possessed the same stubborness. How could she forget?

"Fine. I'll tolerate that woman for you, so stand up." At last, Momoi accepted the hand that was offered to him, and Aomine slowly pulled him up.

Aomine made sure to walk as slowly as possible to eliminate some minutes that would surely feel like eternity for her once she enters the music room.

The princess often asked herself why she won't give in to anyone but Momoi. She knew deep inside that it was more than just her addiction for his cute expressions. It's much, much, deeper than that, and she has an idea on what it is.

(Love.)

Satsuki must have cast some spell on me, she thought, smiling.

Her parents made the right decision to choose Momoi as her retainer. He was perfect.

"Ugh, so lame," she whispered, grinning, as she opened the large door to the music room.

A/N: Cheesy, I know. Kekeke~

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