Hi everybody ^^'' I am so sorry for the wait… I finished right now writing this and I am feeling so tired dammit ~~. Okay moving on… I really don't know if I like or not this chapter, but well at least I hope you can like it.

And before you can start read the chap, I just have to tell you about this (actually I already wanted to tell you this but somehow I always forgot ~o~*sighs*) The essence of this fic is an AMV and a song about AoKise. I really love it, it's so beautiful and perfect *O* (if you want) just go to youtube and write this - [AoKise] One Love [KnB]

I think it's the most perfect AMV ever (about them)

Oh my… so long… okay, chap beta'ed by Hayasaka Shion=')

Now go read! Hope you like!

Feelings!

After leaving behind his senpai and Momoi, Kise and Aomine walked without stopping for twenty minutes. Kise Ryota was feeling dizzy and lost. Aomine's presence was so great and strong… It made his heart pound strongly as if it could jump out of his body. Why was he feeling that way? That only happened when he played against the blue haired male in front of him. However… After all, it seemed that it wasn't only when they played that he felt so weak. So defeated. So insecure and delicate. He believed that right now he was like a glass; if he fell on the ground, probably he would break in thousands of pieces so small that it would be impossible to recover all of them. And, hardest thing was Aomine's warm hand around his slender wrist. The warmth was so cozy. No… No! No! No! Impossible! He couldn't… He shouldn't feel so comfortable. It was Aomine, so there was no way that Aomine could be gentle with someone. Much less if that someone was not his friend. These feelings… were useless.

To Aomine, those twenty minutes were the longest, the hardest and the most excruciating in his life. He had never felt so many emotions in so little time. Pain, sadness, longing, anxiety, nervousness, fear… Each one of those feelings were so present, so carved in his heart that he was starting to feel like he had never felt before. Weak. The weakness was possessing, little by little, his entire being. No, probably much more than his being. Something much more deep… His soul. The weakness was dominating his soul. Nevertheless, there was one more feeling inside of him. Aomine didn't know the name of that new sensation. The only thing he knew was that feeling was connecting his heart to his hand around Kise's wrist. It was a gentle feeling. It provided him a comfortable warmth. That was why his touch was so gentle and warm. He wanted that Kise could receive the same sensation through his touch. That way, the blond could feel a little better while he was with him. Just like before they could enjoy each other's company.

Finally they arrived to a cafe, however instead of entering they stood still in the middle of the street. If they entered and took a table, they would talk and probably… No, definitely they would discuss with each other. It was always the same whenever they were together. They began to talk civilly, but in one way or another they would end up telling what they didn't want to each other. They would end up hurting each other. Aomine would end up seeing Kise's tears running all over his face, and Kise would end up showing how weak he was. One more time all those useless feelings would end up appearing like a strong storm on a rainy day.

The blue haired teen looked to Kise, and this one was still hiding his expression behind soft blond locks of hair. Seeing him like that was the most painful thing that anyone could show him. He couldn't breathe. It was as if he was drowning in a huge ocean, and the more he swam trying to save his life, there was always something inside of him that prevented him. His mind was racing with lots and lots of thoughts about Kise. He wanted to know what he was feeling. Why was he hiding his expression? Why wasn't he talking? Why did he could not see Kise's honey eyes? Why wasn't he moving? However, there was a question that was stronger than all the others. Why was Kise allowing him to touch him without a fight.

"Tsk, it's useless to think about this." Aomine thought clenching his teeth. Then he looked around and saw a small alley, where he quickly pulled Kise. For long minutes they remained quiet. None of them spoke or moved. Aomine had his back to Kise, and this one had still his face lowered. Their arms were stretched, and the blue haired teen's hand was still holding Kise's wrist. "This is it… Just say something, Daiki!"

"K-Ki-Kise..." Aomine felt a slight shiver through Kise's arm. "Shit… Look, we… I… you…" The blue haired male only could stutter. He didn't know what to say, how to say, and how would the blond react to his voice, gestures and words. Damn, he never felt so undecided before.

"This is too much for me. His touch, his warmth, his voice… Why does he has to be so gentle to me? Why now? What does he want? What does he think he can do pulling me to this place? He never was like this before. Not even when we were both friends. That's right, we are not friends anymore. So why, Aominecchi… Why can't you leave me alone? Why are you always on my mind? Why does my heart pound like when we used to play together? This is unfair. You are unfair because… Because… I can't resist anymore. I have these useless feelings inside of me, and if I could I would erase them all. I would even erase your image, your presence from my life. From my mind. From my heart. From my soul. I wonder why I always looked up to you. I could look up to Kurokocchi, Midorimacchi, or anyone else from the generation of miracles but my eyes… No, my heart chose you. If it's not you, then it can't be anyone else. That's why I said I would stop… I will stop looking up to you, Aomine Daiki."

"Can you please release my wrist, Aomine?" Kise asked. His voice was trembling but cold, and his face remained lowered. Aomine on the other hand stood skeptically hearing his name from Kise's mouth. Yet, before he could say something the blond resumed his speech. "Then I want you to know how much pain I suffered until now. How much your cold words, your cold behavior toward me hurt my heart."

"Ki-Kise why-" Aomine tried to ask something, however the blond stopped him. He shook his arm harshly, and could finally release his wrist from Aomine's tender touch.

"Just… SHUT UP! You don't know how weak I am when you are around me, Aomine! You don't know how I hate to feel weak, Aomine! You don't know how I want to cry right now because of your fucking gentle gestures, your fucking blue eyes, your fucking deep voice… Shit, I want to stop, Aomine, I really want to. We are not friends anymore, we are not what we used to be. Your basketball doesn't reach me anymore. I cannot feel your strong passion anymore. And… You are not Aominecchi anymore… Aomine." Kise shouted with all his might all the painful and useless feelings he had inside of him. However, why did that hurt so much? Why did he felt that his own words were not his real feelings? Perhaps it was because he was tired of suffer. Tired of see Aomine suffer. Yes, it had to be that. He was tired, so he decided distance himself from the blue haired male.

On the other hand, right now Aomine was feeling like a voodoo doll. Whenever the blond called him Aomine, a new and sharp needle would be stuck in his heart. Deep, deep down that needle would be touching and pull out all his painful memories. He never thought that Kise, someone so gentle, warm and cheerful could feel so much anger. He never thought that one day he would be able to see his honey eyes that used to be smiling, totally stained with sadness and pain. But, what about him? Yes, him. Kise could feel angry, but he was also angry. Hurt and sad. No, he couldn't stay still and do nothing. Kise also had to know how he felt. Kise also had to know how weak he was whenever he saw him like he was now.

"Where do you think you're going?" Aomine asked, his voice was cold. Kise had already his back to the blue haired teen. He was ready to leave Aominecchi behind.

"Our talk is over, Aomine." The blond said without facing him.

"No, it's not." Saying that, the blue haired male ran toward the model and grasped one more time his slender wrist. Kise quickly faced him ready to shout something to stop him, when suddenly he felt his back pound something. Aomine had trapped his body against wall, and their faces were inches away from each other. The blond was scared. Aomine's expression was terrifying right now.

"I heard all your girlish feelings, now it's your time to hear how I feel always you're around me. Do you think I feel nothing? I wonder if to you I'm just a fucking doll. I hate when I see you like this. It's unbearable to me to see your tears. Even if you're not crying, it's enough to me looking into your eyes to know that right here," Aomine placed one of his fingertips over Kise's chest and resumed, "you are crying. Why do you do this to me? Why do I have to feel like I'm dying always when I see you like that? Fuck! I…" The weakness was once more dominating Aomine's body, so he supported his forehead on Kise's left shoulder and continued, "Why do you have to call me that? It hurts, you know? It's really painful. I think…"

This time Aomine stopped, yet even feeling afraid and confused, Kise managed to ask, "Aomine, you think what?"

"Shit... Just stop damn it. It's even more painful than basketball." Aomine said, his voice deep and low. Almost a whisper.

Kise couldn't believe on what Aomine had said. He was incredulous. His eyes were widened in astonishment. He knew how much the blue haired boy loved basketball in the past, however he stopped loving it and began to hate it. If… If he was comparing Kise's nickname with basketball, then what did that mean? How should Kise interpret those words? Not just the words, but all Aomine's feelings. The blond had one only answer to his own question. Aomine Daiki was weak. That discovery was making Kise feel a urge will of laugh. How could that be possible? He, Kise Ryota, the stupid blond model was the one who could make him feel in such a way. Not even Kurokocchi or Kagamicchi could do it. Only him and nobody else.

"How can I stop looking up at you if you're saying something like that? Stupid idiot… Aominecchi." The blond thought smiling warmly. Yet, the blue haired man was not able to see his smile. His forehead was still supported on Kise's shoulder. However, Kise would not complaining. He was even thankful because right now he was enjoying Aomine's weakness. He was feeling important. Unique. Special. After all, it was Aomine Daiki. The rude basketball teen who did not fear anything or anyone. Only Kise Ryota.

"Let's make you suffer a little more." Kise thought one more time grinning inside his mind.

"Huh? What the hell are you talking about, Aomine? There is no way in the world that you, someone so strong can be hurt just because of me, someone so weak. Right, Aomine?" Kise explained with a cold voice. However, inside of his head he was jumping and rolling on the floor due to all the strong laughs.

"Fuck Kise, just stop! Stop! Stop! I already told you, it hurts. My… My… My h-h-heart almost stops and I can't breathe. You can take everything that I need to live away. Why you? That's what I always ask to myself, yet I never can find the proper answer. Perhaps it's because we used to play one on one together and now we don't… Or maybe it's just because of your sadness… Ah shit, I don't even know what the hell am I talking about? I just don't want to be called like that." Aomine said feeling flustered. He was confused and was confusing the blond.

"But it's your name, you know?" Kise said almost whispering.

"Damn it Kise! I know, but I don't want to be called like that by you. Just you. Nobody else." Aomine said raising the tone of his voice. He was feeling so embarrassed… Because he couldn't understand why was he saying all that, yet he could understand how embarrassing those words were. "Oh shit! Just look what you make me say. Tsk." He growled.

The more Kise heard, the more embarrassed he was. He did not expect that Aomine would say such sweet words, and in truth Kise was enjoying each one of them. They were strengthening him. He felt so superior to the world. So happy. Aomine could be an insensitive jerk sometimes, yet he was someone shy who had trouble to show his true feelings. Definitely, and one more time, Aomine was Kise's Aominecchi.

"You're an idiot, you know Aominecchi?" Kise asked softly teasing the desperate blue haired male.

Hearing his nickname, Aomine quickly looked at him and said "You… right now did you-" However, the blond model stopped him by harshly grasping his collar and softly kissing his lips. In truth Kise didn't care if Aomine would reject his sudden kiss or not. The only thing he wanted was to feel the blue haired male closer than ever. Now that he had finally discovered what kind of feelings he held, then he had to taste them. If he kissed Aomine passionately, then maybe he could reach his heart and make him feel the same. Kise wanted to believe this, that is why he tried his best.

The soft and gentle kiss quickly changed to a bold one when the blond opened his mouth and licked Aomine's lips languidly. Surprisingly, to him his lips were softer than he thought. He was almost losing all his strength only feeling them. He even moaned lightly while trying to create an opening through that tempting softness. It felt so good, so right that he couldn't wait to feel more. It was true he was feeling terrified about Aomine's true feelings, however he was not able to stop his strong will. His strong desire. His heart was pounding uncontrollably as if begging to Aomine's. His body was melting only feeling his warmth. Definitely, he was in love with Aomine Daiki, and he didn't want to stop.

On the other hand, the blue haired teen was still due to the sudden action. Kise was desperately trying to kiss him. He could feel his strong passion and desire through his languid wet tongue, and somehow he was surprised with himself. Why wasn't he resisting? No, the question wasn't exactly that… The true question was: why was he liking the feeling of his warm tongue against his lips? He almost could swear that he felt an urge to return the kiss and feel Kise's appetizing tongue against his. Aomine's blue eyes widened with his strange desire. Suddenly, inside of him something awakened. He wasn't sure about that new discovery, yet he would try to find out about it.

Kise was starting to feel desperate. Aomine wasn't reacting to his kiss, his lips remained shut and he believed that his blue eyes were widened in shock. However, even with that in mind Kise didn't want to open his honey eyes and face reality. He preferred continue fighting against Aomine's shut lips with his lustful mouth. So he stopped licking the other's lips, and roughly but gently bit his lower lip making him moan. That was exactly what Kise wanted. A small opening through that tempting soft mouth. Before Aomine had time to close it again, the blond inserted his tongue inside his warm mouth. And damn, kissing Aomine was better than he thought. All the strength he had, quickly disappeared. His body was totally uncontrolled. As always their tongues fought against each other, Kise felt a languid intense shiver across his spine. Inside his mouth he could already taste Aomine's intense addictive flavor. He never thought that something like this could happen to him, but he was starting to think that right now he was much more in love with Aomine than ten minutes ago. Because right now Kise Ryota felt complete, and his feelings were not useless anymore.

Okay, after reading this I hope you still remember that I told you this would turn into an M rated fic, so next chap it will be M ^/^

And… I'm so sorry if this chap was stupid and odd and… I can't find more words to describe it. I apologize U/v/U.

Then, until next week

Chuu*