Disclaimer: Ha, Kuroko no Basket belongs to me? Nice joke ever, people.
Title: Ice-skating.
Characters: Aomine Daiki, Kise Ryouta.
Summary: The only one who can throw snowball at me is ME!
Note: English isn't my born language (go hiding.)
A/n: This is probably the only one without gender bending.
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He swears: he will never, ever, come out to ice-skate in the dead of winter at midnight with Kise-freaking-Ryouta.
Never again.
"Kise." groans Aomine Daiki, still can't understand what kinds of mess he has gotten himself into. "I'm sleepy. Go in, now."
"I can't, Aominecchi." Kise says firmly. "I have to get this move just right."
"Why don't you just copy Akashi?" Since when that blondie became that stubborn?
"I want to try it myself."
"You've been doing that loop thingy for two hours, Kise." Aomine's blood pressyre is getting lower and lower. "It's cold and it's getting late…"
"Oh my god!" Kise stops abrubtly, almost loses his balance, honey brown eyes flashing with excitement. "Aominecchi, it's snowing! Snowing."
"Are you a fucking child?" Aomine grumbles. But it's true, anyways. Snow is gently falling down from the sky, dotting the surrounding with tiny white spots. Aomine isn't in the mood to enjoy, though, because snow is starting to coat their clothing and hair.
"It's amazing." Kise's eyes sparkles.
"Yeah, yeah. Can we go inside now?"
A snowball lands inside his mouth. A vein appears in Aomine's forehead as he spit it out, glaring at Kise.
"The only one can throw snowball at me is ME! Bring it on, Kise!"
They didn't go inside until Akashi throws scissors at them.
A/N: First attempt to write a humour one, which is lame. I have no sense of humor.