title: valentine's day between two idiots
rating: k plus, maybe t (because of the omake and some language)
themes: peach chocolates, homemade dark chocolate cake

A/N: This one is pretty short. First of all, I'll start by explaining how Valentine's Day is in Japan, for those of you who aren't too aware. In Japan, it's typically the girls who give the boys chocolate (or any other sort of treat). On a day called "White Day," the boys return the favor.

Giri chocolate: This is sort of an "obligation" chocolate. It's the type you would give to friends, bosses, colleagues, co-workers, etc. It's to express friendship or gratitude.

Honmei chocolate: If you give someone a honmei chocolate, it's basically an expression of love or a confession.

Hm…do these explanations count as foreshadowing? Hahaha…

edit 8/20: I accidentally deleted this chap! I was playing around with the options and such, so when it asked me if I'm sure I want to delete the chapter, I somehow pressed "yes" otl... Thank goodness I still had this up in my doc manager.

"Ah? Is it today already?" Aomine asked in a slightly annoyed manner as he eyed his desk in disdain. Momoi was standing next to him, since they had walked to school together, as usual. She stared quietly at his desk. It was just as she had expected.

Aomine's desk was completely covered in gifts of homemade chocolate, cake, and anything else sugary and sweet.

"Eh? Aomine, did you seriously forget that today was Valentine's Day?" A male student in their class asked, gazing quite enviously at the ace's desk. Aomine carelessly stuck his pinky into his ear as he drew out his chair to sit down. He grunted in irritation when he noticed that his chair had also been littered with chocolates. Girls from all around the room were eyeing him hopefully.

"Satsuki, sort these for me," Aomine commanded as he lazily removed the packages of chocolate from his chair and placed them on his desk. Momoi huffed, crossing her arms.

"Eh? That's boring, Dai-chan," she frowned, but took her chair from her desk and placed it near his desk anyway. She puffed her cheeks out as she dragged the chocolate along the wooden desk into categories, unaware of the malicious stares she was receiving from the female students.

"Hm…let's give the vanilla flavored stuff to Tetsu-kun!" Momoi said excitedly, creating a space for anything vanilla flavored. Aomine rested his chin against the palm of his hand.

"Sure, sure. You can take whatever you like too. And…I'll probably just give the rest to Murasakibara," the blue-haired teen told her, watching in slight amusement as she saved herself a strawberry filled chocolate. She had completely forgotten her earlier objection to sorting the chocolate. She had claimed that it would be "boring," but looking at her now, Aomine could see nothing except for an enthusiastic, bubbly, pink-haired child sitting with him at his desk.

"…What're you doing?" Aomine asked after he saw Momoi gingerly removing a folded piece of paper from a box of homemade crackers dipped in chocolate. She looked up at him, appearing slightly concerned.

"Well…most of the girls attached love notes onto the chocolates. You should at least give them a read, right?" The pink-haired girl pointed out, nudging the pink note towards him. He scowled at it.

"I hate Valentine's Day," he said bluntly. "Girls think that they can just use this day as an excuse to give chocolate and confessions. If a girl really liked me, then wouldn't she just confess to me on any other day?" He continued. "Using Valentine's Day as an excuse to confess…it makes me sick."

Momoi couldn't help but flinch at those words. Of course, she could see the logic within her childhood friend's explanation, but that didn't excuse the fact that he was still an idiot in her eyes.

"…I'm taking this too," the pink-haired girl said hastily, grabbing onto a peach flavored chocolate. However, before she could slide it into her pile, Aomine snatched her wrist. She stared at him, slightly stunned.

"You can't," he muttered, avoiding eye contact. "Anything peach flavored is mine," he told her strictly. She rose an eyebrow, looking irritated. By now, she had somehow forgotten about the serious exchange of words they had just had a few seconds ago.

"Ehh? Why?" Momoi demanded stubbornly, keeping a firm grip on the bag of peach chocolate. He scowled back at her. This girl doesn't get it at all, he thought to himself.

"Because I happen to like peach flavored things," Aomine said. With that, he pried the peach chocolate out of her hand and stuffed it into his bag. Somewhere in the classroom, a girl was quietly rejoicing over the fact that Aomine had "accepted" her chocolate.

Meanwhile, Momoi had withdrawn back into her seat, childishly steaming. "I'm taking these to Tetsu-kun!" She finally burst out as she stood up from her seat and headed for the door, along with the pile of vanilla flavored treats in her arms. Aomine rose an eyebrow at her.

"Idiot, class is going to start soon"—

But by the time he had finished his sentence, she was already gone. He sighed heavily as he leaned back in his chair. He reached into his bag, took out a piece of peach chocolate, and popped it into his mouth.

000

"Tetsu-kun!" Momoi cooed as she entered the classroom. She used Kise's blond hair and Midorima's height to track down where Kuroko was. She finally spotted him in a window seat, with Kise seated in front of him, and Midorima behind. The pink-haired girl bounced ecstatically over to him.

"Tetsu-kun! Here, chocolate!" She chirped, distributing the vanilla flavored treats on his desk. He blinked in surprise, and the girl was positive she spotted a twinkling glint glaze his eyes for a split second. Kise turned around in his seat, also looking quite pleased at the expression on Kuroko's face.

"Did you make these, Momoi-san?" He questioned, carefully picking up a pack of vanilla cookies to observe. She shook her head, and Midorima was sure he saw a hint of relief pass through the shadow's face.

"Those were Dai-chan's, but he said that you could have all the vanilla flavored ones," Momoi explained. Kuroko's expression instantly lit up even more, and he proceeded to unwrap a vanilla chocolate. Of course, Kuroko hardly ever got any chocolates on Valentine's Day, since no one in class even noticed him, save for the Kiseki members.

"Hmm…it looks like you two got a lot of chocolate," Momoi pointed out, staring at Midorima and Kise's desks, which were loaded with multiple types of desserts. Kise's desk was basically overflowing with treats. She didn't know how he would be able to write on his desk like that.

"Please take whatever you would like," Midorima offered, obviously having no need for anything that wasn't his lucky item for the day.

"Yup, Momocchi, take some," Kise spoke up, nudging some chocolate towards her. She happily accepted, taking some brownies from Midorima's pile, and a couple of strawberry chocolates from Kise's.

"By the way, I'm giving you guys my gifts during lunch, okay? They're homemade cookies, so make sure you're there!" The pink-haired girl informed them, beaming widely as she skipped over to the door. She gave them one final wave before she disappeared.

"…should we flee?" Kise asked, shivering at the thought of eating anything Momoi had concocted. Kuroko frowned lightly as he unwrapped his tenth piece of vanilla chocolate.

"It would be very rude to Momoi-san if we did that," he told him, letting his manners kick in. Midorima nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it would. Besides, today's lucky item is badly made, inedible cookies, which I didn't have time to make this morning," the green-haired teen informed them, which his companions replied to with blank stares.

000

When Momoi went back to her classroom, she was very confused. Aomine was nowhere to be seen, and even the chocolate that had cluttered his desk was gone. I was only gone for a few minutes, she thought. She dumped her own chocolate into her schoolbag before spotting the perfect person in the class to go up to and question.

"Ano…where's Aomine-kun?" She asked Sakurai, who gave her a nervous smile.

"Well, you see…I-I'm sorry! I'm not too sure. But Momoi-san, there's probably something you should know…" Sakurai her as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head. The girl seemed to be entirely oblivious to the stares that many other students were giving her.

"Yes…?" She questioned, now extremely curious. The boy leaned in closer so he could tone his voice down to a whisper.

"Aomine-kun got into a huge argument with some of the girls. It was probably about you. By the sound of it, I think he was defending you," he explained cautiously, well aware of the people staring at them. He felt like shrinking away. Meanwhile, Momoi was astonished at this bit of information.

"Eh…? Do you know where he went?" Momoi asked as her eyes widened. At that, Sakurai gulped timidly and began twiddling his thumbs.

"I-I'm sorry. I don't know. I'm sorry I couldn't stop him. I'm sorry for not following him. I'm sorry for being aliv"—

"It's fine, Sakurai-kun! You did enough," Momoi praised him kindly, delivering a small smile. She hastily fished something out of her bag before she left the classroom once more.

Her footsteps were rushed as she jogged down the hall. There were only a few minutes before class started, but if she found him in the place she was currently walking to, they could make it in time. As she thought about it, she knew that there could only be one place he would flee to.

Momoi hopped swiftly onto the stairs, wasting no time as she clutched onto the railing to steady her pace. She didn't feel any hint of doubt as she threw open the doors to the roof and called out, "Dai-chan!"

Of course, he was there in the middle of the rooftop, lying down with his arms over his face. He didn't respond to her call, but by the way he was breathing, she could tell that he was certainly awake. She jogged over to him, hiding the box she was holding behind her back.

"Dai-chan, if you don't get up, we're going to be late to class," Momoi reminded him, looming over his motionless body. He grunted back, sounding irritated. Quietly, she bent down and sat down next to him, prepared to wait. After two minutes had passed, he finally spoke up.

"They were calling you names," he murmured. She stared at him in confusion before she remembered what Sakurai had told her. "I didn't like it," Aomine continued, sounding just like a stubborn child.

"So what did you do with the chocolate?" Momoi asked out of curiosity. She heard him chuckle softly.

"I threw them away," he replied without a tinge of remorse. She puffed her cheeks out. "Ah, such a waste…" She muttered. She almost felt sorry for those girls.

Hesitantly, she snuck a glance over at him. He still had his arms over his face, and he made no indication of moving them. She vaguely wondered if he was embarrassed. But she honestly did feel grateful that he had defended her. Then again, he had always been protecting her since they were children. Slowly, she held out the box she had been concealing behind her back.

She reached out and placed it carefully on his stomach. "Honmei," she whispered.

"Ah?" He grunted as he finally moved his arms to look at the box she had placed on him. It was a small white box wrapped in a large, red ribbon. He couldn't help but glare at it. "Satsuki, wha"—

But when he turned around, she had already retreated to the door. Her long, pink locks flowed in the breeze for a moment before she was gone. He sighed, looking back at the box.

"Honmei, huh…" Aomine muttered, picking up the package. He opened it roughly. He didn't quite have the ability to be gentle, especially after he had just shouted at the girls in his class. Momoi seemed to know that too, because the knot of the ribbon was extremely loose, and he could undo it by merely nudging it with his finger.

He hastily tied the ribbon around the strap of his schoolbag before turning back towards the box. As he tore it open, he discovered that it was a homemade, dark chocolate cake. The atmosphere suddenly became ominous. However, he quickly dismissed that feeling as he forced himself to bite into the small cake.

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…

…

"It tastes like shit," he said with a grimace. Regardless, he shoved the rest of the dessert into his mouth and swallowed. His stomach growled in complaint, but his heart spoke otherwise. Without meaning to, Momoi had cheered him up with her lethal cake. Perhaps it was the fact that it was a honmei chocolate and that it had been specifically made for him. Or maybe it was because she had somehow left her presence within the treat. Either way, he was happy. He stood up, stretched, and headed for the door, prepared to finally get back to class.

OMAKE:

Aomine: Satsuki, today is White Day.

Momoi: Oh, it is, isn't it? …Don't tell me you actually got me something? *slightly worried expression*

Aomine: *removes shirt* (straight face) You can do whatever you want with me today.

Momoi: *blushes* Stupid idiot!

A/N: Of course, this story wouldn't be complete without a perverted phrase from Aomine! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the story (even though it's no where near Valentine's Day haha). By the way, in case any of you were somehow unaware, these one shots have nothing to do with each other, unless otherwise stated.