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Chapter 26: First Fold

It felt like the longest sleep he ever had. Opening his eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling he wondered to himself if he was still dreaming or he was had reached the afterlife. He could smell the faint scent of what seems like chamomile and lavender and a soft glow of the sunlight peers through the closed window in his right. His room wasn't like this, he thought. His body felt like a it weighed triple than his initial weight, lifting a hand felt like lifting a sack of rice. Turning his head to the side he found the door opening and for a moment he was blinded by the light streaming down from it. When the door was closed he finally found the small figure standing there.

He wondered if he was some kind of God from the afterlife, he skin was white like the snow, while his hair was the color of the cloudless summer sky, wearing a white kimono paired with a black michiyuki that was enamoured with small white lotus, the simple but elegant golden kanzashi. If he isn't a God, he must be someone of higher status, but what was someone like him doing there with him? And for some reason Kise felt as if he had met this person before.

As the person lifted his head and met Kise's amber eyes, the beautiful cerceluean eyes widen in a fraction, before the a small bow was given to the King.

"It is good to finally see that you've woken up…Kise-heika."

Kise felt a shudder run up his spine with the tone of the other, his voice was cold, stoic and it lacked emotion, if a doll could speak, it would have been like this. Lifting himself up, Kise felt a slight tinge of pain in his shoulder, looking over he found himself bandaged in the area. The sight caused a flood of memories in him, and somehow the memories hurt more than the actual wound. He was betrayed yet again…this time by his own blood relatives, by the a person he thought he could trust. People constantly tried to find weakness in others, was that it? However…now that he has recovered from it, that he had actually came to live after that incident, can he even punish them?

The answer came along with the trembling of his hands.

No.

He couldn't do it like that. An attempt to the King's life is always punishable by death, and if Leia's mother had originally intended to steal the throne by killing the heir, then it would have been possible that his father and sister's deaths were brought by the very same person. However, what could be the death of his aunt bring? It wouldn't have brought his sister nor his father back, nor would it heal the trauma that was caused to him. Death would not bring back the years he spent dying inside.

Violence begets violence.

What was he doing here? Kise asked himself, as he inspected the room. If he wasn't in the afterlife, then where was he?

"Is your injuring hurting?" Kuroko asked as he walked close to the King's bedside.

Kise shook his head, "No."

"How do you feel, do you need anything?"

"Where am I?"

The teal haired prince was quiet for a second before he answered, "You are currently residing in the Court of Peace and Earthly Tranquillity, inside the Crimson Palace of the Empire of Teiko."

Kise's eyes widen…did he say…he was in Teiko? Inside the Crimson Palace? The words fluttered in his mind and suddenly an image of a tan skinned prince came to his mind that sent adrenaline coursing in his veins.

"A-Aominecchi! W-Where's A-Aominecchi?!"

Kise forgotten about his injury and sat up intending to get climb out of his bed, however a firm hand over his uninjured shoulder stopped him. Raising his head Kise found the powder blue eyes staring at his, Kuroko shook his head urging the King to calm down and sit still. Kise mellowed himself down while putting a hand over his chest, he could feel the blood rushing in his system with the thought of the tan skinned prince, what if he got suspected, Kasamatsu might suspect him due to the fight they had a few days before.

"Please calm down Heika." Kuroko said as he saw the way the King's anxiety and sudden surge of uneasiness. Thankfully, his voice was enough to keep the man still.

The prince walked towards the closet and started picking a set of clothes for the King. It would probably uncomfortable to a king to stay in such thin set of clothes. Kise was obviously disoriented, to wake up in an unknown territory without anyone he knows to comfort or reassure him. Unfortunately he couldn't leave Kise to release a news to allow Kasamatsu to see the King, nor Aomine.

"I brought you a change of clothes." Kuroko said as he laid the clothes on an empty stool next to the bed. "Would you need a help?"

Kise meekly shook his head, Kuroko nodded and wwuitely excused himself saying he would wait outside until the other is done. With the soft sound of the door closing, the blonde king quietly climbed out of his bed and went to pick up the clothes on the stool before shedding his yukata. He could smell the faint scent of a herbal ointment seeping from the bandages in his shoulder. As the material fell to the floor, Kise picked up the nagajuban and wore it as he remembered his attendants would put it on him. The kimono was made of a very fine blue silk paired with an ash coloredobi and honey coloredhaori.

Once done with the last article of clothing, Kise picked up his former clothes and placed them over the empty stool.

"I'm done."

Kise said softly, the door slid open, this time two women were with Kuroko, one was holding a tray of food, the other was a pink haired woman who look nowhere near the simple clothing of the woman holding the tray. The two bowed their heads to Kise politely.

"I've brought you a meal, I assume you are famished as well." Kuroko said, "Also, I have brought Momoi-san with me."

With a smile Momoi greeted the King, "I am Momoi Satsuki, Your Highness KiseRyouta of the Kingdom of Kaijo, it is a pleasure to come meet you finally."

Kise smiled back, "I…Uh…A pleasure to meet you too Momoi-san."

Kuroko stepped in with a dignified stance, and bowed his head, "Forgive me for my late introduction, Your Highness, I am the fifth prince of Teiko, Prince of the Kuroko tribe, I am Kuroko Tetsuya."

Kise stared blankly for a moment until the words sunk to him—Kuroko Tetsuya. He gasped as he remembered, a small boy who always clung next to Aomine or Akashi, that little blue haired child was now standing in front of him.

"K-Ku—Kurokocchi!"Kise exclaimed. "Y-You're…"

"As I have guessed, you do remember me just as my brothers said."

Kise nodded vehemently and launched himself to the smaller male's figure engulfing him in a bone crushing hug. "KUROKOCHIIII! You've grown! I missed you!"

Kuroko wriggled out of Kise's hold feeling a bit suffocated, he did remember Aomine saying something about Kise's favouritism over him when they were younger, the blonde constantly called out to him when they were younger hugging him for no reason. It seems that despite all the years, that statement remained to be the truth. Finally letting go, Kise smiled widely at Kuroko.

"You're so pretty Kurokocchi!"

"Pretty is no way to describe a man Kise-sama."

"Don't be too formal Kurokocchi! We're really close when we were younger!"

"Not as close as you were with my older brother, yes?"

The comment immediately made a blush bloom in the King's cheeks. Kuroko made a small smile looking at the reaction from the other, "I have not mentioned a name. Yet you seem…flustered, I have four older brothers."

"I-I…Its just—"

Momoi chuckled behind quietly behind them. It seems like Aomine's concern for the other was equaly reciprocated.

"I have informed of Kasamatsu-san of your recovery," Kuroko said. The mention of the trusted adviser's name, Kise's eyes widen, however before the King could even ask, the prince beats him to it, "Unfortunately due to the fact that you are currently under my care you are unable to see him yet, you are a special case, and to protect the integrity of my court I could not let anyone in except those who I appoint to treat your wounds."

"Kasamatsu-san agreed?"

Kuroko nodded, "He cares a lot about your well-being, despite the uncertainty of your condition without his supervision he lets us do our tasks."

Kise chewed on his lower lip.

"Please don't blame yourself, your people are waiting for your return."

Kise's eyes widen—

"M-My people…b-but didn't the throne gotten taken over?"

Kuroko shook his head, "No."

Momoi walked forward and presented a scroll, "Currently Kaijo is under a joint governance of Teiko, the throne is assumed occupied until the death of the current King KiseRyouta, if ever the death of the King is confirmed without the agreement of the Empire of Teiko of the appointment of a new King, the new regent shall not ascend and control over the country will be assumed to the Too."

"T-Too? A-Aominecchi is—"

"As long as you are proven alive, the throne is still occupied, we have assumed a joint governance to Kaijo and while you were recovering Teiko had provided protection to Kaijo."

"D-Did my people…have they known of this?"

Kuroko shook his head, "The joint governance was not officially announced to the public, as advised by Kasamatsu-san this would only cause an uprise with your people especially when their King is nowhere to be found, they might assume that you sold Kaijo to us."

Kise was shock the consideration made of this arrangement was carefully weaved.

"The treaty was only announced to your constituents."

Kise nodded and went to sit in the side of the bed. A smile grazed his lips, he was so lucky to have someone like Kasamatsu beside him, someone who loves Kaijo as much as him. He can still come back to Kaijo, he hasn't let his promise to his father and sister break.

"What do you plan on about the culprit who did this to you?" Kuroko asked quietly earing the attention of the King. "No orders were made since the incident which you were involved was not disclosed to the public, Kasamatsu-san didn't put any search for anyone as well, we were not asked to do anything in your behalf as well."

Kise shook his head as he reached towards his bandaged shoulder. The memory was still fresh, no, she didn't lie when she said those words for him about Aomine. Even if she doesn't know anything about Aomine, she understood the position he stood with his conflicted feelings towards the prince, her eyes were real then as she spoke those words. And the way her hands trembled then told Kise that if there really was other way she would have done it.

"Let them be."Kise said in a small voice. "There is no need for a search."

"You do know who did this to you. Then…why?"

"There is no need to aggravate what the person feels, it wasn't intentional." Kise said before sighing, "Besides, this is politics, there is no helping it, yes?"

Kuroko stared at Kise, his thoughts were almost strikingly similar to Kagami's. However, Kise was more like literally the sun. It was bright to the point it was starting to irritate the prince. He didn't saw the danger of shining so bright like that, nor did he understood the warmth he possessed were somehow a bit too kind. Kagami was a fierce kind of sun, the kind off sun you'd find in a dessert, beautiful but he stood powerful in front of you, telling you that he owns you and wouldn't hesitate to burn you if necessary. Sighing, internally, Kuroko understood why his brother found it necessary to be by this person's side at all times. A person like KiseRyouta, needed someone like AomineDaiki.

There was something strange about Kagami.

At first Hyuuga thought Aida Riko was merely reading too much to it, but now he could definitely sense it. Since the day he returned from the trip to Teiko, Kagami had been acting strange. He was a calmer than usual, his decisions were given much thought and he seemed…more frightening. No, not frightening in a sense that he is violent, rather the opposite of that. It used to be as if Kagami was a big bomb, once he explodes he was destructive, but now he was not like that, he was more like a missile. He could now see in a wider field of vision and his moves were careful, the destruction of unnecessary matters were avoided, and elimination of nuisances were made perfect.

The economy of Seirin was starting to rise, instead of focusing on the poor people,Seirin had demanded a focus on the middle or working classes. The healthy workers made more products, were able to fed their family and the poverty line was now declining. Who would have thought Kagami Taiga would be able to think of something like this?

And above all was Kagami's favourite pet.

Hyuuga stared at the eagle that was perched on the balcony of the hallway pecking on its wings, sometimes Hyuuga wouldn't see this pet for a few days, then it would appear the other and Kagami would look extra happy. There was seriously something strange about it. Kagami's pet is a homing bird, and due to its predatory instincts it was known to survive in tough travel.

"I think he's seeing someone."

Aida's voice rung in his ears making Hyuuga flinch in his spot. Why hasn't he told anyone of it then? It was starting to bother him and the whole cabinet, they were saying ridiculous things such as Kagami had been replaced by an imposter or something. Without thinking much, Hyuuga knocked on the door of the King's office.

"Its me!" Hyuuga announced.

"W-Wait a second!"Kagami's voice sounded frantic.

Hyuuga getting curious just opened the door. Stepping in he found the king sitting in his usual spot with a wooden chest in the corner of his table. The room was in its usual order.

"What were you doing?" Hyuuga asked as he closed the door behind him.

"N-Nothing."

Hyuuga raised an eyebrow at the tall red haired King, did he just…stutter? Hyuuga slowly walked towards the desk and sat on the chair before the younger male. He had watched Kagami as he grew up in the palace—well not really, since he disappeared for a long year and returned looking like a massive guy—and he knew that it wasn't typical of him to stutter, and this only happens on two occasion. Hyuuga narrowed his eyes towards the other and Kagami visibly backs away.

"W-What?"

"You're acting weird lately."

"A-Am I?"

Hyuuga nodded, "Aida mentioned it as well."

"It might be just your imagination."

Hyuuga hummed until something caught his attention, something that went pass his eyes the moment he stepped in. Next to the wooden chest was a clear glass box that encase something he had never seen before—a golden bracelet. As he was about to point it out, something else of bigger value seemed to find its way in Hyuuga's line of vision. A small paper was sticking out from the bottom of the chest—a letter.

In a swift motion Hyuuga carefully pulled the paper from the bottom of the chest making Kagami's eyes widen in shock—

"WAIT!"

Hyuuga stepped back and triumphly getting the item out of reach from the King whose movements were restricted by his desk.

"Oooh, what's this?" Hyuuga asked waving the letter without looking.

"Give that back dammit!"

Hyuugachuckled, he could see the color rising in the cheeks of the young King. Hyuuga took the paper and inspected it without opening and revealing the contents, the penmanship of Kagami's name written on the back startled Hyuuga. Such fine hand writing told Hyuuga this must be a elegant woman's handwriting, probably even of royal birth.

"Have you been seeing someone?"

Kagami's blush intensifies—"GIVE IT BACK, come ooon!"

Hyuuga found it quite funny to see the all mighty king blush over a love letter. Hyuuga placed the letter down on the table.

"Is she the reason why you're calmer?"

Kagami pursed his lips fighting the urge to unravel the identity of the person who sent him that letter. Kagami decided to nod. After all it is true. Ever since he made that promise to that person, he swore he'd do everything in his ability to prove himself. He needed to be composed if he has to make decisions, even without that person, his letters were his strength, his reminder that the person was thinking of him even at such great distance. To be able to properly take that person's hand in marriage.

"Is it such a bad thing?" Kagami asked.

There was a short silence until Hyuuga's chuckle resounded in the room.

"No."

Kagami looked at Hyuuga and the man was smiling at him, "Your brother would say the same, you know." The man walked up to Kagami and placed a hand over his shouder, "Furihata must be so proud of you now. You do remember how much he looked up to you, right? He'll be happy for you too. And who am I not to feel the same way?"

Kagami was lost for words as Hyuuga excused himself saying something along the lines of just checking out on him. Whenever his younger brother was mentioned he would always feel a tug in his heart. Despite the obvious difference between the two of them, Furihata had always looked up to him. Despite all his stupid decisions back then, the prince always showed deep respect to him, and despite being only related by their father, Furihata never treated him like he was a stranger. The brunette always had a special place in his heart. Even now.

He could only wish that if he did become successful in getting Kuroko's hand in marriage, he would be there with him.

Kagami looked down in his desk, the small glass box with the gift Kuroko gave to him looked so beautiful. The gift of his father to the Empress that was given to Kuroko, it was as if fate had brought him to meet the prince. As if even before he was born the stars had conspired to meet them.

The king opened the box and lifted the metal object to his lips kissing it-

"We'll be meeting soon."

"YOU CAN NOT COME IN YET YOUR HIGHNESS!"

A poor imperial guard exclaimed for the umpteenth time, it has also been the umpteenth time that he was knocked out and he stood and run after the prince. Eight guards had attempted to do the same but all of them failed. The women of the court stood there with wide eyes as they watch the display of inhuman strength of the fourth prince. Despite the announcement of King of Kaijo's recovery the news was only made official for those involved which is the King's royal adviser, the court of the Emperor and lastly was that of the fourth prince, however due to the still standing circumstances and the inability of the Emperor to lift the provisions set for the Court of the fifth prince, even the royal adviser is able to see the King yet. Normally no one is yet allowed to do so except the fifth prince and the few of the servants of the prince's court which were all women.

"LET GO DAMN IT!" Aomine growled as he tried to pry off the imperial guard who was now covered in dirt.

"But Denka this is the order of the Emperor and the fifth prince if I were to fail my duty—"

"I said fucking let go!"

Aomine pushed harder causing the other to fall on his back, and finally the prince ran to the familiar destination. After hearing the news from the Imayoshi, the prince abandoned all his works, his brain had stopped rationalizing once the name was mentioned. The days waiting for that news was dreadful, his nights were plagued by the image of the King soaked in his own blood on the floor of his very own throne room, the feeling of his cold fingertips in his, and pale lips. Every morning he had to remind himself that Kuroko was doing his best to keeo his promise, that Kise wasn't going down as simple as that. Kiseis alive.

To his surprise there were no more guards in the door of Kise's quarters, as he stood there trying to gather his thoughts on how he should start once he see Kise the door of the room opened. With an exasperated expression, his younger brother steps out. "You never fail to cause commotion wherever you are, Aomine-kun." The prince stepped aside and time stopped.

Aomine felt like seeing in slow motion as the familiar figure steps out, he was wearing a much simpler clothing that he did back in Kaijo where they met after such dreadful long years. He looked skinnier as well. But once those amber eyes met his midnight blue eyes, everything flooded his mind, every single memory of the days they spent together in Kaijo replayed in his head as if telling him that this time, this time, it will be impossible to forget him. Aomine's body froze for a second, his eyes and mind drowning itself in the image of KiseRyouta. His long hair was snipped unto the same length he wore the day he arrived at Teiko when they first met, it was still long but no longer that could cover his delicate neck, the line from his neck and collarbone could be seen and it made the image before even more beautiful.

"Aominecchi…Aominecchi?"

The stupid nickname reverberated in Aomine's mind waking very single frozen senses in his body, and without putting much thought on it, the prince ran up to the blonde and collected him in his arms. He felt warm, he's alive. The thoughts replayed over and over to Aomine, there were so many little things in this world that he would ever need and Kise was one of them. To see him alive and well was more than what he could ever wish for. It didn't matter anymore if he doesn't see him the way he does, maybe asking Kise to love him was too much, if that was the case, at least this would be enough.

"I do not recommend that you hug him that tight Aomine-kun." Kuroko sighed, "He is still in the process of recovery."

Aomine shook his head refusing to let go, once Kise recovers completely he would be back to Kaijo, the thought betrayed his earlier resolve. Instead of letting go the prince merely loosen his hold to Kise.

"I would let you go this once for breaking the rules." Kuroko said as he turned to Kise and found the King's eyes were shut tightly fighting the tears to stream down. "I could only give you two hours alone, spend it the way you wish."

As Kuroko uttered those words he raised his hand towards the guards who were standing there dismissing everyone. The attendants who were there dashed away from the scene not wanting to be punished for ignoring the orders of the fifth prince. Once cleared, Kuroko took one last look at the two, some people really would make you wonder if fate and destiny truly does exist. So many years had passed, Kuroko could barely remember Kise but the other remembered him well, and it was no different to his brother. According to Akashi, even back then Kise felt strongly for his brother…and just like his unwavering memory, Kise's heart obviously wasn't swayed by the passing years.

Bowing his head Kuroko left the two.

"Aominecchi…let's get inside?"

Aomine agreed and went inside the quarters. Kise led the prince inside the humble room, Aomine could see now how plain the room looked like compared to Kise. He looked out of place in such minimalist room. Aomine pulled the door shut close.

Turning to face Kise who was standing in the middle of the room, Aomine couldn't help the way his chest felt. He was both happy and sad, glad that Kise is now well but sad due to the fact that in a few days he would be leaving again, with Kasamatsu. He doesn't know when he started feeling like this towards the royal adviser maybe this was due to the fact for all the years that he wasn't with Kise, the adviser was and he could see the way Kasamatsu looked at Kise, only an idiot wouldn't notice that he would take a sword to his chest for the King, not because he is the king, but because he is Kise. The fact that he would be alone with Kasamatsu again didn't sit well with Aomine.

"Aominecchi…thank you." Kise said in a small voice. "I heard from Kurokocchi."

"Why are you already up anyway?" Aomine asked running aahnd over his hair, "Hell, you should be resting, did you know what you looked like then? You look like shit, I-I thought you'd—"

"Thank you."

Aomine closed his mouth unable to understand why Kise was thanking him this time.

"And I'm sorry."

Aomine furrowed his eyebrows, "What are you talking about this time?"

Kise shook his head, the short strands framed his face perfectly without hiding away the beautiful features of the blonde, this indeed look much better. With a smile the King answered the prince's question, "I made you worry, that was what you wanted to say, yes?"

Aomine sighed, this was the best thing about Kise, he's sometimes oblivious but he understood Aomine. He was one of the few people who could tolerate was the only one who wanted a beast like him, he was the only one who saw past the danger.

"Yeah, damn right."

Kise smiled and lowered his head, his hand unconsciously reached to the tips of his now short hair. Before Momoi left the room earlier, she proposed cutting Kise's uneven hair. Unable to bear the way it reminded him of what happened back then and the hideous way it was cut, Kise agreed. It seemed a bit more convenient with its relative weight off but now his nape and neck felt naked, and the way Aomine had been staring at it the moment they've set eyes on each other had been quite…awkward.

"You cut your hair?"

Kise nodded, "Momoi-san proposed it."

"Of course she did." Aomine said silently thanking the annoying pink haired informant for the rare occurrence that she is actually helpful. Aomine felt the urge to run his hands in those blonde locks, without him knowing he had taken a step forward and without tearing his eyes away from Kise he slip his hand over the side of his face cupping the warm skin and slowly tracing his cheek and then reaching up to the blonde strands. He could feel Kise tense under his touch, however all that his head screamed was—

If this is going to be the last time I see him and become this close…it would be just to imprint his soul into mine.

As if to was memorize the feel of his skin, the mark his existence in his heart, to know the smell of his hair just like the way he would know the smell of rain.

"It looks good on you."

Kise's eyes widen a fraction at the blunt compliment, something Aomine rarely ever do at all. The warmth of his fingertips was frighteningly kind, as if he was saying good bye.

Why?

Kise stared at Aomine'seyes, could it be…could it be that after getting back…was he…

Marriage.

Was he….was he getting married? Was that why he was here too, was he going to tell him about it? That would be understandable, after all the first time he arrived at Kaijo, back when he hasn't remembered Kise yet, he seemed like he wanted to leave immediately. Could it have been that he had someone else? Without knowing the thought made Kise's heart swell to the point of tears.

"Huh? What the—wait, the hell are you crying about?" Aomine asked in heap of panic as he found the blonde with tears breaming in his eyes. "O-Oi, w-what the—"

"Are you going to tell me something…Aominecchi?" Kiseasked, despite with the tears threatening in his eyes to fall he smiled. Maybe he was a bit too late.

"What?" Aomine asked confused, "No, I don't have anything to say actually, I mean I just heard you woke up so I—"

Kise blinked, "You don't?"

Aomine backed away raising an eyebrow at the other, "Huh? The hell are you talking about?"

"You aren't getting married?"

The two stared at each other before Kise quickly placed a hand over his lips, did he just let that slip? Aomine on the other hand was lost for words, he has no idea where Kise had gotten that idea. Kuroko may have his own way of fun that is quite twisted but he wouldn't surely go this far. Momoi wouldn't dare speak of their previous arrangement because she was the one who first retaliated on the issue saying she would rather die than live in the same roof with Aomine who would in a few years would probably kill her from always getting himself in trouble or bringing one in. So…what the hell was KIse saying?

"What?" Aomine asked, "Where did you get that you idiot?"

"HEY! I-I'm not an idiot!" Kise said frowning which turned to a pout, "I-I thought…well you sounded like you were…you never compliment me."

"Huh?" Aomine chuckled, "Never? I always did."

"NO!" Kise whined, "You always tease me about how I look different and—"

"Pretty boy."

Kise was taken aback,Aomine did call him that numerous times. Even back then, Aomine would call him that, it would irk Kise but he never thought—

"Yeah it was a compliment, I told you were an idiot."

"EH! That's n-not how you compliment people Aominecchi!"

"Tsk," Aomine scoffed, "The hell am I supposed to say it?"

Kise blushed at the question averting his eyes from the enchanting blue eyes.

"H-How should I know?" Kise bit his lower lip, "…you sounded like…you were saying good bye."

Aomine was shock, he didn't know Kise was paying that much of attention. Did it really sounded that sad? Maybe he did, but why wouldn't he?

"Never mind, this much is alright."

Kise's eyes widen at the other's words…did he just say—Kise suddenly grabbed Aomine's arm and with a furrowed and slightly angry expression the blonde stared hard at the other.

"What do you mean this much is alright?" Kise asked his voice breaking. He couldn't take it, what's wrong with Aomine, he sounds like he was going to abandon him, if he wasn't getting married then what was happening. He surely wont be going to come be one with the monks was he? "Aominecchi will you stop this already, what's wrong with you?!"

Clenching his hand to a fist Aomine pushed the blonde away, he turned his back and frustrations made him want to punch something right away.

"You think this funny?" Kise asked, "Stop bullshitting with my head!"

The curse slipped out of the King's lips all too fast, he didn't have time to think. His heart was pounding angrily at his chest angry at the fact that Aomine seemed to be beating around the bush and wasn't telling him exactly everything and just simply dropping hints. Did he do something terrible while he was awake, did he sold his soul to the devil to get him back, his mind was swirling with thoughts that he couldn't possibly think straight until Aomine tell him exactly what is wrong.

Aomine spun taking a fist of his own hair in his hand, "You think its easy for me too? You think you're the only one you is always burdened!"

"Then tell me what the hell is wrong w—"

"YOU!"Aomine exclaimed rather loudly.

Kise was silenced by the other's words.

"Its you…it's the fucking truth that for all the goddamned people it has to be you." Aomine said as he walked towards Kise, the blonde who was confused was still in his spot as the prince slowly leaned his head on the uninjured head of the other. "You're gonna leave soon, and that fucking hurts. Am I gonna forget you again, I don't know, maybe. I don't want to go through that again. So if you're going to leave me again, well…can you please not fucking show yourself again. Because even if its twenty or forty years, I would probably still want you once I see you again."

"A-Aominecchi…I-I…"

"I'm right. I know, I get it."Aomine said smiling as he lifted his head and pulled Kise's head to his chest, "I know you need to go back…I know you don't feel the same way as I do and being in the same spot as you is more than—"

PUNCH!

BLAG!

Kise heaved as he held his fist, he hasn't punched anyone that hard since god who knows, Aomine just know how to unravel the barbarian in him. He stared at Aomine who was sitting on the floor now with a slightly bruised cheek. How the hell did he come to love this kind of person, Kise asked himself. How dare he simply walk away like that after saying those words to him back in Kaijo, after making feel all those things.

"NO!" Kise exclaimed, "You don't get it, and I don't understand you either! You give me mix signals, one time you tell me that you want me but then you don't want to see me, you hate me but you love me, what am I supposed to believe? And most of all don't put words in my mouth!"

The next thing that happened started one of the greatest stories ever told in both the tribe of Too and Kaijo. The King went down on his knees and reached to hold the tanned cheek, with his unwavering feelings that was hidden for so many years, Kise pressed his lips against the Aomine's. Aomine was frozen in his spot as soon as he felt those supple lips against his. But as soon as Kise's action made sense, the prince slowly melted into the kiss and kissed with much passion as he reached up to cupped the side of the blonde's cheek. Kise's scent filled his lungs, Kise relaxed into his hold and snaked his arms in his shoulder.

Aomine would be lying if he said that he had never imagined this moment, he did actually, a thousand times. He imagined what was it like to feel those lips against his, to touch his bare skin with his hands, to hear his moans intoxicated in lust. Aomine had kissed before, but the taste of Kise's lips and the way his heart thumped loudly in his chest was no way comparable. If heaven had a taste it would be the flavour of Kise's lips.

As Aomine's hand glided down to Kise's exposed neck, the blonde unconsciously gasped and a small moan elicited from his lips, the other didn't waste the rare moment and slipped his tongue into the wet cavern. He could taste a hint of tea in his mouth and something uniquely the blonde's own flavour, it was addictive, intoxicating like alcohol, or better…like opium.

Kise's hand found it's way to Aomine's shoulder as soon as the kiss was deepen. The other was obviously leading him, he probably had much experience than the blonde, not that he would complain because it would be an absolute lie if he would say he didn't like it. He was actually liking it a bit too much, his clothes was getting a bit bothersome and the room was getting quite warmer than usual, however his rational thoughts were thrown away by the way that hand move in the side of his neck and the movement of his lips.

He was drowning…pleasurably.

"Mn."Kise couldn't help but moan as Aomine's free hand found it's way in his side, just right below his ribs under his haori but not directly in his skin. Kise pulled from the kiss as his lungs screamed for air, Aomine was a similar case, however he looked more predatory. His midnight blue eyes seemed to have some kind of glow that made the blonde shiver from head to toe.

"Don't make me lose control now." Aomine said in a low voice, his hand that was in Kise's side slid lower down to his hips, "You may not like it."

Kise blushed at the other's suggestive tone, "W-We can't…yet…I-I mean you have to—"

"I love you."

The blonde gasped and his face flushed even darker, Aomine pulled him to a small kiss in the forehead, then to the side of his eye before pulling the blonde in his arms. "I love this much." Aomine said as he squeezed the other tenderly. Kise blushed in embarrassment and buried his face in the other's shoulder.

"Let's get married."