Title: Everyday Incidents
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Wow, hard to believe that this story has reached 20 chapters, 148 reviews, 206 favorites and 222 followers! When I first wrote this story I intended for it to be a one-shot but in the process I got major inspiration and just kept writing chapter after chapter. Well its all thanks to you guys that Everyday Incidents has gotten this far so (imaginary) five course meal for everyone!
Just so everyone knows, the names I provide for Kasamatsu's family are not cannon, it only mentions on his profile that he has two younger brother, I just gave them names.
There is a link on my profile of a picture of how I imagine the GoM to look like as girls.
Enjoy!
~oOo~
Kasamatsu supposes he had this coming because his grade was slipping in English and when Kise had heard his troubles she happily offered to tutor him. And like an idiot that didn't think things through, accepted the offer and invited the blond to his house. And this series of events led to his two younger brothers and Kise become acquainted.
His youngest brother, six year old Katsu, had taken one look at Kise and called her 'pretty lady' and this in turn led Kise to gush over how cute he was and she had invited him to sit on her lap while she helped Kasamatsu with his English novel. Kasamatsu didn't mind his little brother, he was six and he was cute. And in no way, shape, or form, would intentionally hit on his kohai.
Now his other brother Isamu, at 15 years old and nearing the fringes of puberty, glanced at Kise and looked like a typical love struck idiot. The little brat had sat next to Kise and smiled pleasantly at her and complemented her hair all the while getting her their best tea and snacks. Kise had taken this in stride and smiled pleasantly at him and talked the social gossip that was common for people their age.
Kasamatsu didn't know weither to be happy or upset.
Happy because it seemed his brothers were fortunate enough not to inherit his disability with the female population or upset because his brother was openly flirting with his female kohai. In the end, he had given them money for food and kicked his brothers out to go grocery shopping just to get them to leave.
"Senpai, your brothers are cute and they look just like you too!" The small forward said as she compared his English notes with hers'.
And the day would have been good still if it ended there.
His parents ended up coming home an hour later and his mother happily gushed over how pretty and polite Kise was while his father patted his back and gave him a look of approval. "Kise-chan why don't you stay for dinner? We're having onion gratin soup tonight." The blond's eyes lit up like stars, "I love onion gratin soup, if you don't mind, I accept!"
Isamu grinned at Kise, "I know a place that serves the best onion gratin soup. I could take you tomorrow if you want!" Kasamatsu's eye twitched indignantly at the blatant offer of a date.
"She can't. We have a late practice tomorrow. And for the rest of the year too." He added, glaring at his brother. Beside him Kise grinned, "Senpai is really dedicated~" And then threw her arms around his neck and pulled him back towards her chest in a tight hug (only doing so because she knew Kasamatsu wouldn't reject the hug in front of his parents. Sneaky kohai).
His face burned hot and tried to ignore the fact that his head was cushioned against her bosom, his mother giggled at the display. "You two are so cute, Yukio, you should bring her around more often!"
And with that Kasamatsu promptly decided that bring Kise around to his house was forbidden.
~oOo~
Today was going to be horrible.
'Better watch out today Cancer! You're dead last, make sure to get your lucky item for today to pull through! Today's item is a red plush kitty with a green ribbon on its left ear and a yellow flower in its right paw.'
Midorima contemplated skipping school; she'd already tried her seven stores to find this particular item and hadn't found it. Trying to brave school and basketball practice with horrible luck coupled without her lucky item would be a disaster. And to make matters worse Takao had sent her a text saying that he wouldn't be able to bicycle her to school today on account that he was sick.
If it wasn't for her perfect attendance record, she would skip. And bad luck be damned if she missed school.
~.~
In retrospect she should have stayed home.
It was barely lunch time and she had gotten hit by a stray basketball on her head during morning practice, no vending machine at the school had her red bean soup, and she missed one question on her math exam when she had scored perfectly through the whole year and she now realized that she had forgotten her lunch at home. Midorima could go to the cafeteria, but with her luck all she would end up with was food poisoning.
"Midorima-san?"
She looked up and found one of Takao's classmates looking at her nervously.
"Yes?" She said impatiently after he just continued to stare at her, ugh boys.
"You're friends with Takao right? Can you deliver this home work to him?" He held out a small stack of folders and he looked at her imploringly. No she wants to say, Midorima's day had been horrid so far and making detours on her way home could only result in something bad. On the other hand, as much as she hated to admit, she did somewhat miss Takao's presence. But only just. Her day did feel ridiculously long without him and dare she say it, boring. And according to Oha-Asa, Scorpio's luck was also bad, hence probably why Takao came up sick. She'd take his work to him, and stop at the store and pick up his lucky item (a beige button) and check in on his condition while she was at it.
"I suppose it won't be too tiring of a task, yes I'll take his work to him."
~.~
"Shin-chan…?" Takao blinked at the sight of Midorima in front of his house sweating and out of breath. She caught her breath and handed him a several notebooks and folders, "I was asked to pass along your homework for the day."
"Uhm thanks, did you…run here from school?" Midorima shivered at the question, "I was being pursued by a dangerous animal, your neighbor's cat is a menace." He barely managed to hold in a snort when the SG leveled a small glare at him. Her eyes narrowed at him, Takao did indeed look ill. His healthy skin unusually pale, dark shadows under his steel blue eyes, and his strong shoulders slumped in weakness. Takao sneezed and groaned, whipping his congested noise on the long sleeve of his sweatshirt. He looked utterly miserable and she couldn't find it in her to scold him over the disgusting display.
"You should be in bed instead of standing out here. Are you home alone? Have you eaten or taken any medicine?" Takao held his hands up, "Whoa slow down Shin-"
"I'll take that as a no," He automatically stepped aside to let the teen inside, it was then he noticed the plastic bag she carried. He closed the door and followed her to the kitchen, "Here" She handed him a beige button, "Aww did Shin-chan go to the store for me~?" She flushed and gritted her teeth, "Don't be absorbed, that was lying around my locker and I happen to recall that it was your item for today. It was convenient to give it to you know since I was going to come over anyway."
Takao raised an amused eyebrow but graciously took the button, "Oohh what else did Shin-chan bring?"
She smugly brought a plastic container out along with packets of what looked like tea and medicine. "Soup and herbal tea, all the necessities to recover from illness." Takao blinked and grinned, "Aww does Shin-chan plan to take care of me~?"
The jade haired girl flushed pink, "D-don't be ridiculous, I'm just making sure that you recover properly!" Then Midorima drew closer to him and placed her cool delicate hand on his forehead, Takao found that even if his nose was horribly congested he could still make out the faint smell of crisp paper and some not overly sweet flowery perfume.
"Your fevers not to horrible go sit down and I'll make you some honey tea." She ordered, her voice unusually soft that he couldn't come up with anything to retort with. He only waited for a few minutes on the couch before the tall girl came back with the promised beverage and a small bowl of soup.
He shot her a teasing grin, "Since I'm so sick, is Shin-chan gonna feed me?"
She adjusted her glasses, "Idiot, your hands are unstable so I have no choice but to feed you, otherwise you'll just spill it all over yourself and make a mess." She reasoned and to his shock, Midorima took the bowl and scooped a spoonful of the warm liquid and blew on it.
"W-well? Are you going to eat it or not?"
"Y-yeah…" He said allowing her to feed him the chicken soup; if Takao wasn't feeling so horrible he would have preened or reeled at the open attention the usually aloof girl was showing. It was almost surreal to see Midorima (even if she didn't want to admit it) going out of her way for another person, hell, she ran all the way from the school to his house (did she even tell someone that she wasn't going to practice?).
Either way he wasn't going to complain.
After he managed to drink half of his tea and down some pills she suggested that he take a nap. Well, as much as he enjoyed the attention Takao supposed that Midorima would probably slip out while he slept; satisfied that she'd done her job.
"By the time you wake up, I'll have dinner ready so uh…rest easy." She'd turn her face away from him but he could still see the pink hue on her ears, her hand clenched nervously on her skirt and not for the first time thinks that Shin-chan really is adorable.
Huh didn't Shin-chan say he was supposed to have bad luck today? Maybe he should be sick more often. With that final thought and the feeling of delicate fingers caressing through his hair he allowed himself to drift off into welcoming slumber.
~oOo~
"Hell no."
Imayoshi pouted, "You didn't even think about it."
Aomine rolled her eyes, "Alright" she paused, "Fuck no. There I thought about it."
"Pretty please? It won't be so bad you know, it's for the good of the club."
Her eyes narrowed, "All the more reason not to do it." Momoi hummed, "Well it's really not that bad an idea Dai-chan." Aomine shot her a glare, "You're not the one who has to dress up! I'm not doing it!"
Wakamatsu rolled his eyes, "Don't see why you're complaining, all you have to do is dress up. As a girl, shouldn't you like that kind of thing?"
"…"
"…"
"…Do I look like fucking Kise to you?" She growled, looking ready to lunge at him if not for the fact both Momoi and Sakurai had a hand on her shoulders. Susa chose to intervene and held up his hands in-between the two glaring teenagers, "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do okay?" Susa appeased.
"How about a bet then." Imayoshi said, "If I win, then you have to wear the dress for our cultural festival booth."
"And if I win?" Aomine pressed.
"I'll let you boss Wakamatsu around for two weeks and he won't be allowed to complain."
"H-hey!" Wakamatsu spluttered.
Aomine smirked evilly, "Deal. What's the bet?"
Imayoshi smirked knowingly and it made her spine tingle with hesitation. Maybe she shouldn't have agreed to this so easily...
"The five of us are going to watch the most frightening horror movie available; Susa, Wakamatsu and I versus you, Momoi and Sakurai. Whichever side has the most people by the end of it wins."
Fuck she should have thought about this better.
But…it was just one movie. She could live with that, no problem. She'd just avoid sleeping for a few days.
"We'll kick your ass."
~.~
"Are you okay Aomine-san?" Said teen nearly flinched at the sound of her name, "S-sorry! It's just…you look pale." Sakurai commented. Next to him Wakamatsu snickered as he noted the tanned girl's hands harshly gripping the chair's arms. Aomine didn't even bother glaring at them eyes glued to the gory scene on the TV screen. "S-shut up, I'm fine!" she whispered harshly, her voice sounded a little flighty to Wakamatsu.
Susa gave her a concerned look, "You okay?"
"Of course I'm f-fine! I see movies like this all the time." She snapped back, flinching at the screen at a particularly loud shriek from the character. Momoi patted her clenched hand comfortingly, looking a little pale himself only to jump at another scream.
Momoi stood up abruptly, "Okay I give up the bet! Sorry Dai-chan!" he scrambled out of the club room before anyone could say anything. "Dammit Satsuki!"
"Hah! One down two more to go~" Wakamatsu celebrated.
"…I never agreed to this." Susa said after another five minutes, "I never pegged you for a weak stomach Susa." Imayoshi remarked. "Oh the movie doesn't bother me, just that this is stupid. Good luck." He patted Aomine on the shoulder and gave it a small squeeze before leaving to join Momoi.
Twenty minutes passed in silence.
"A-Aomine-san," Sakurai whispered suddenly, "I don't f-feel so good…" She glared at him, "Don't wimp out on me Ryou!" She hissed, "S-sorry but i-" Suddenly Sakurai's top half veered to the left and began hacking next to Wakamatsu.
"O-oi! Are you vomiting?! You better not!" Without another word Wakamatsu grabbed the first year by his arm and dragged him out of the room, leaving Aomine and Imayoshi.
"Well I suppose we can now start the actual movie we'll be watching."
"What? Then why the hell did we waste the last hour watching…this?!" She waved her hands angrily at the TV, doing her best to ignore the ghost man on the screen. The third year slumped back on his seat, "Well, it's more of a documentary. Do you like insects?" Aomine raised an eyebrow, "Get to the point evil glasses."
"No need to get impatient just thought you should know what we'll be watching that's all."
"Just play it."
He pressed the button and she screamed at the sight.
A man waving his arms frantically in the air screaming as he was stung repeatedly by hundreds of tiny bees. "Bees are my favorite what about-Hey!" He struggled to steady his chair out as his lap was suddenly filled with the weight of the screaming girl, "Give me the remote!" Aomine screeched, desperately trying to wrest the control out of his hand.
"O-oi! Calm down will you?! We're going to-!" He didn't get to finish as the chair tipped back at that moment, sending both teens crashing onto the ground. The wind got knocked out of Imayoshi as he took the full brunt of the fall plus Aomine's weight on top of him. It didn't help that the tall girl had developed a tight grip on him either.
"Imayoshi-san? Dai-chan are you two…?" Momoi called out, opening the door to the dark club room followed by Susa, Wakamatsu and Sakurai. All four paused at the doorway watching Imayoshi trying to pry Aomine's arms off of him.
"I-I give okay?! T-turn it off!"
"I can't if ya don't let go!"
Susa took pity of the situation and quickly turned the TV off while Momoi gently pried the indigo haired girl off of the third year. Imayoshi hauled himself off the floor and brushed invisible dust off of his jacket casually.
He looked toward Aomine, who had a hand clenched on her jacket hem a light dusting of pink on her face, eyes wide with emotion. Aww his kohai was so cute.
He sent her a reassuring grin, "I won Aomine-chan."
She tried to glare, "Fucking dammit…"
Hmm pretty long, I was laughing while typing this~
Until next~