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Warning: Future Yaoi (rating might go up) boy x boy.
It was easy to imagine him still around.
The way he would insult him and get all riled up when Aomine didn't give him a respond. How his cheeks would redden in frustration because of Aomine's indifference or how annoyed he got with Aomine's cocky smirk. His constant complaining- when they finished a one-on-one - about his stomach growling. The way he would focus solely on the ball and him when they played. His face brightening when Aomine so much as gave him an ounce of a compliment (even if it was said in an insulting manner).
Yes, he could still imagine him around.
Still it did not make up for what he didn't want to imagine, but actually wanted to feel or hear.
Like those few times his own dark skin and his tan skin would clash as they jumped for the ball. Even those times he made the idiot laugh so hard that he would snort, and Aomine being Aomine, would comment on it causing for another bout of back and forth insults.
He didn't want to imagine, it always ended with him remembering of that faithful day.
Though it didn't help that where ever he went, he would be reminded of the other male's absence.
At his school, and perhaps others, students talking among themselves in whispers.
Did you hear about...
Can you believe he hasn't awaken...
I wonder if he will ever play basketball again, heard it was tragic...
Even worse were his friends and family, whose concern always made them believe that all Aomine needed to do was "talk it out", but he couldn't.
He didn't have it in himself to even think about his name, or utter it, none the less talk about his own feelings.
So he stayed quiet.
Going to the hospital was a completely different matter.
If he could, he would always be in that white room. It was the only way he could keep his feeling at bay, seeing that he was not gone... yet. To watch the rise and fall of his chest was enough to give him hope, but once he could not see it he would drown.
Every time he had to leave the room a panic went into him; questions of the other suddenly declining or worse dying, made leaving the hospital a living hell.
It was becoming worse.
His panic attacks that is.
He was unable to hide it from Kuroko.
They usually happened when he was away from the red-head and when he had time to think too much.
This time happened unexpectedly, while they tried to pass the street the red-head had been hit. His feet wouldn't move and he could feel himself begin to sweat. The signal for them to cross the street lighted up brightly and he began to shake as he felt as if he could not breathe.
"Aomine?" he heard the other say, but he was to busy trying to get a hold of himself. He felt small hands rubbing his back and he realized he had somehow sat down on the floor during his episode.
With a shuddering breath he tried to get up, his mind swerving and if it hadn't been for Kuroko's shoulder he would've face planted.
"Come on. Let's find a bench," he heard Kuroko say as the smaller male took his hand and led him to the nearby park.
He was really pathetic.
It was all he could keep thinking and he felt disgusted with the thought of someone seeing him like this.
"Here," Kuroko said, as he gently bumped his forehead with a cold water.
He took it with a quiet 'thanks', and began to drink it as he waited for Kuroko to say something. Kuroko sat next one him and for a few minutes they sat there in silence.
"How long?" Kuroko finally asked.
Aomine felt the need to deny it all; to ask tell him he didn't know what he was talking about, but he knew that wouldn't work. How could it? After that episode he knew that Kuroko wouldn't believe him nor would he let him forget about it. He would make sure that Aomine told him everything because that's just who Kuroko was; a good friend.
"Since the doctor told us he was in a coma."
"It's getting worse isn't it? I mean, a few weeks ago we walked through here with no problems. Why didn't you tell someone? Why didn't you tell Satsuki?"
Kuroko didn't sound angry, but perhaps he was frustrated. Both him and Satsuki have tried their hardest to get him to talk, to help him in any way, but Aomine was difficult.
He had always been, but if they bugged him long enough, he would let them have their way and tell them everything. But with this situation he didn't want to talk, all he wanted was him.
How could they help him, when all he wanted was far from reach.
"Does it matter?" he answered.
He felt Kuroko get up from the bench, moving so that he was in front of him and those deadpan eyes were boring a hole through his skull.
"He wouldn't be happy with the way you are acting," Kuroko said, causing for Aomine to lift his gaze at him. He was ready to tell him off, angry at the mention of how the other would feel setting a feel of annoyance in the pit of his stomach, but Kuroko beat him to the punch.
"Kagami is in love with you," that stopped him, his eyes widening in shock.
"He wouldn't want to see you like this, not for him."
Kuroko began walking away, stopping a few feet away from him, but not turning to look back at him.
"Kagami is strong. I am positive this will not take him down, have more faith in him," the other said, before leaving him there.
Aomime stayed still, sitting and shocked, and his heart beating faster than ever before.
It hurt.
It wasn't fair.
It wasn't fair that now that he knew about Kagami's feelings, he couldn't tell his to him.
Because he was sure that the other would have blushed and sputtered as he avoided his gaze and Aomine would have trapped him until the other admitted his. After he did, Aomine would have kissed him till the other was out of breath and weak in the knees.
The other would have pushed him away, and with flushed cheeks, he would've looked at him with his split eyebrows scrunched up and in an affectionate (although trying his best to sound angry) manner would have screamed "Ahomine!".
Leaning back with his head also facing up, he covered his eyes with an arm and for once hoped that what Kuroko said was true. Cause he was willing to believe in the red-head, he just really hoped it wouldn't break him any further.
You better wake up Bakagami.
Hi again! Hope those reading enjoy this chapter :). If I have to be honest I'm not really sure how long this fic will be, so far I'm going with the flow and enjoying writing this pair. Anyway thanks to all those that faved/followed/commented made my day XD.