- Prompt is at the bottom. Sex scene has been re-added. Thank you for reading~! ヽ(；▽；)ノ

Kise had always admired Aomine. There was no one who could deny that; it was common knowledge. Yet, what they didn't know was that his admiration had grown, grown into something larger, darker. Yes, he had developed feelings for his idol.

Kise loved Aomine.

No, more than that.

Kise was obsessed with him.

He wanted him. Wanted to hold him. Love him. Kiss, touch, everything.

He wanted Aomine to be his, and he'd do anything to have him.

Even if it meant getting rid of Kurokocchi.

There he was again, with him, Kise thought bitterly. A large frown sat on his face, and his eyes narrowed as he stared at Kuroko. He was in the way. The damn shadow.

Kuroko turned around, meeting Kise's gaze, his own expression unreadable, like it always was. "Kise." He only said his name, nothing more was needed for such a short and simple greeting. But it didn't get anything from Aomine. He seemed to be lost in his thoughts again.

"Kurokochiiiii~" Kise called, running forward to throw his arms around the shadow. A fake smile lit his face, and he clung to the smaller boy, hoping all the noise would draw Aomine from his thoughts. Nothing. Not even a turn of the head.

"You're heavy," Kuroko grumbled, squirming out from underneath Kise, or at least trying. The blond had a tight grip on him, and didn't seem like he wanted to let go just yet. Or ever.

"Kurokocchi! You're so meaaaan!" Kise sobbed, placing a hand over his heart as if hurt. Fake years filled his eyes as he chanced a glance over at Aomine. He was looking now. Staring at him! He was looking at him!

Kise had to hold back a grin. If he did, Kuroko might suspect something. Or did he already know? Kise wasn't exactly secretive about his affections for Kuroko's... Light? Was that what he called him?

The thought made his lip curl into a snarl, but only for a fraction of a second. If he messed up, there would be no second chance!

"Aomiiiiinecchi~ Kurokocchi's being so cruel to me." He sniffled, walking over to cling to Aomine now.

He smelled nice, Kise noted as he pretended to cry into the other's jersey. This earned him a small grunt of surprise and an eye roll. Not that he cared. He was touching Aomine, holding him.

Glancing back, he grinned at Kuroko, letting his small victory show.

Though the shadow's eyes remained unreadable, there was no doubt that he was 't amused by Kise's friendliness with his /old/ light. He was certainly suspicious of the blond's actions, as if he were aware of what was going on in his mind. It earned him a glare from Kise.

"Kise, get off. I gotta walk Tetsu home," Aomine yawned, pushing the other back and trotting over to lift Kuroko. Needless to say, Kise wasn't pleased by this. He wanted to spend more time with him.

Saying their goodbyes, Aomine dragged Kuroko off, leaving Kise to think.

And plan.

Flipping through numbers on his phone, Kise was shocked as he saw a certain light's number. That might work, he grinned. A press of the call button and a few seconds later, Kagami was on the line.

"Kagamicchi," he chirped, twirling around in his chair.

"Goddamn it, Kise. How the hell did you get this number?" He didn't sound pleased.

"Not important. I need to ask you a favor!"

"Like hell I'm doing anything for you."

"Just listen," Kise snapped, dropping the silly act. "I want you to take Kurokocchi out for a shake tomorrow, and then I want you to take him home."

Silence on the other end of the line.

"Understand?"

"Yeah, I got you. But why?"

"I just need a little... Alone time with Aomine."

Again there was silence, as if Kagami couldn't think of what to say to that.

"So will you?"

"You want me to betray my friend and let you steal Aomine from him?" The anger was clear in Kagami's voice.

"Exactly." Kise said it so matter-of-factly that Kagami couldn't think of how to respond to it.

"Of course, you'll get something out of it too. You get Kurokocchi."

Kise wasn't dumb. He had seen the glances that Kagami threw at his shadow. The want in his eyes. He knew exactly how badly Kagami wanted Kuroko, and knew that he could use it to his advantage.

"It doesn't work like that," Kagami argued, but Kise could tell he was starting to crack.

"Oh come on! We'll both get what we want. It'll be fine!"

"I refuse."

Kise sighed, "I'll just ask Akashicchi." Now that would be an unpleasant call.

"WAIT!"

"Oh?"

"I... I'll do it. Just don't call that guy."

"Glad you understand, Kagamicchi! Now, just take Kurokocchi with you tomorrow after school. That's all you need to do!"

"Alright," Kagami grumbled, still not pleased with the idea. But better him than that homicidal control-freak.

"Thank you~" Kise sung as he clicked his phone shut, ending the call.

Everything was in place now. All he had to do was wait.

While all of this was taking place, Aomine was walking Kuroko back to his house, ranting about how he was the only one who could defeat himself. The usual. And as usual, Kuroko simply listened as he slurped his vanilla milkshake noisily, hoping that Aomine would take the hint and stop. But no such luck.

"Tetsu, how about you become my shadow again?"

That question made the other choke on his drink. Immediately, Aomine was at his side, patting his back, worry clear in his eyes.

"Why would you ask- I explained this," Kuroko coughed, trying to get the burning feeling to stop. "I have Kagami for my light. He and I, we play my basketball. You-"

"Oh, so you replaced me?" There was bitterness in his voice.

"No! No one could replace you! I just... My basketball and you aren't compatible yet." Did that even make sense, Kuroko wondered.

"It's fine, I get it." Aomine snapped, his fingers digging into his palm.

"Aomi- Daiki, please don't be angry."

"Sorry Tetsu," he sighed, patting the other's head.

There was silence again and the first few droplets of rain began to fall.

"Come on. We'll just go to my place until the storm is over," Aomine sighed, pulling Kuroko under the nearest shelter.

By the time they reached their destination, the drizzle had turned into the downpour, and the two of them were soaked.

"May I borrow some clothes?" Kuroko asked quietly, tossing off his wet shirt and pants.

"Sure. But they'll be huge on you," Aomine snorted. "Why don't we just dry yours?"

"Won't that take a while?"

"We have time, Tetsu."

Kuroko grumbled at that and tossed his clothes to the other, a light blush covering his cheeks as Aomine whistled teasingly. He had a feeling he knew what was going to happen, right then. It wasn't as though it were his first time.

The clothes were tossed into the dryer while Aomine dragged a willing Kuroko back to his room.

-the following part is not for anyone under the age of 18. But as if anyone actually obeys such warnings!-

Before he knew it, Kuroko was tossed onto Aomine's bed with the other on top of him. Their was a single glance between the two of them, longing in both their eyes as Aomine slid his hand along Kuroko's chest. It earned him a shiver and a small whimper, those damn blue eyes looking at him, begging.

He lowered his head, gently kissing his partner's throat, then his jaw, and finally his lips. A low rumble, not unlike the purring of a cat, could be heard as he nipped at Kuroko's lips. Small bites that made the other gasps and squirm under him.

Finally, he got Kuroko to open his mouth wide enough to push his tongue inside.

It was still clumsy, unskilled, but it was only his second time trying it.

"Can I?"

Aomine had pulled back just long enough to ask. His tanned hands sat eagerly on Kuroko's hips, right above his underwear.

"Do you need to ask?" The tiniest bit of emotion shone in his eyes.

"Just checking," Aomine smirked, tugging at the elastic of the other's boxers, leading them down slowly.

Kuroko remained quiet, his eyes now staring inquisitively at Aomine, trying to figure out what he was planning to do. Nothing gave any hints. At least, nothing until he pressed his lips to the inside of Kuroko's thigh, placing soft kisses there. Only then, did Kuroko notice how long his boxers had been discarded. And a low chuckle rose in his throat.

"What's so funny," Aomine snorted, biting down. Kuroko yipped in response, squirming so he could give a swift kick to the other's gut. The pair burst into giggles and settled back down soon after.

Kuroko had coaxed Aomine up off him, and was now placing feather-light kisses along the other's length, earning him groans of approval from his lover. A pair of tanned hands reached down, fingers tangling themselves in light blue hair.

There was rhythm now as Kuroko bobbed his head, rhythm as Aomine bucked his hips in response. Their beats so in sync that it was as though they had done this many times before.

Kuroko dully noted this, along with the small creaks of the bed as Aomine moved, and the noises he was making.

The fingers in his hair curled tighter, and he felt the other tense. His climax didn't cum (his teammates were rubbing off on him too much, it seemed) much later.

-safe for the kiddies again!-

"Your turn," Aomine huffed, trying to catch his breath now as Kuroko cleaned him.

"I'm fine." A soft smile.

"Man, you're impossible, Tetsu!"

The two of them chuckled before Aomine flopped back, tugging Kuroko on top of him.

"... Do you think the clothes are done yet?"

"Tetsu, do you always murder the mood?"

"I try."

PROMPT: i would like an overly dramatic fic about how kise somehow seduces aomine in an "in the moment" sort of thing and has sex with him forcefully. later kuroko realizes what has happened and goes to kagami for advice and kagami takes advance of that moment to tell kuroko to dump aomine and go out with him instead. when that happens, coincidentally aomine is there to witness the scene and begs kuroko for forgiveness and says something lame like "the only one who can beat me… is you, kuroko…." also keep in mind that aomine and kuroko are already dating at this point. would like it to be as stupidly soap opera-dramatic as possible. lastly, aomine/kuroko happy ending.

Edit: Since I've been told it is okay, I will be re-adding the sex scenes. Very sorry ;;