Home Made Basket Ball Love
Five
I ran out of the house when Aomine kissed me. Not looking back and not knowing particularly where to go-I just ran and ran and ran. The sky was black by the time I stopped from exhaustion, I had no idea where I was-and based off of the dark, eerie, ghetto-like, surrounding it was no where good.
Thank god my brain told me to put on my sneakers, but sadly I wasn't in my right mind to grab my coat-or at least a sweater. And it was freezing. I took a step, and a distant growl echoed throughout the night sky. Another step, a loud screech, another step and a trash can fell over. The sounds of danger played with me as I walked through this unknown place, searching for a way out.
My nerves were on edge, I felt like just the wind would make me flip out. Of all things I could've done I had to run out the house-my house. That damn bastard, what the hell was he thinking! All the days he had the chance to kiss me and he picks today.
Freaking Bastard. My anger was gradually drowning out my anxiety, making me once again unaware of my surroundings for a split second when I ram into a wall. I went down, hard, and looked up bewildered, when it wasn't a wall I ran into but a very big guy. And that guy was Murasakibara. He was holding a ton of random snacks in one arm.
"Mana?" he said my name as if I were an anomaly, his eyes squinted as if trying to decipher whether he was seeing things.
"Hi, Mu-chan" his eyes lightened up when I said the cute nickname I gave him, proving that I was the right Mana. He held out a hand and I grabbed it-easily being pulled up to my feet by his strength alone.
"You shouldn't be out here" of course he would point of the obvious. He took of his coat and handed it to me. I thanked him and put it on-the coat extended past my knees and the sleeves went way past my fingers. But its warmth, his warmth, was nice.
"Come" he walked past me and headed down the street, deeper into the danger zone. But I followed him. Something about Murasakibara let me know that he wasn't a force to be reckoned with-not only is his height intimidating, but he gives off this threatening vibe (though I don't think he realizes it). He led me to an apartment building that looked like it was run by crack heads.
"Um…" I didn't want to offend him by saying what I felt.
"Don't worry Mana, I'm here," he said placing his colossal hand on my head. His apartment was on the second floor, numbered sixteen. He opened the door and we went inside, which looked way better than the outside. Not including the kitchen and living room there were only two other rooms. The walls were a nice shade of lavender, the kitchen a pale creamy yellow. A few leather couches surrounded a plasma screen.
"Sit" he pointed to the couch, and I obeyed. After a few minutes he brought me a bowl of potato chips and orange soda. And I adore orange soda.
"Thanks!"
"Care to explain why your wandering around outside…alone" I sipped the soda and ate some potato chips, trying to come up with an excuse-and thankfully my brilliant brain was able to.
"I was jogging outside and a strange man started chasing me. When I finally lost him, I got lost" the perfect excuse/lie. He nodded his head but I couldn't tell whether he accepted the lie.
"You should call your parents, let them know your okay"
"I live alone, my parents are dead" his expression didn't wavered.
"Oh…what about your guardian?" my heart skipped a beat, there was no way, even if I were dying, would I ever call that devil.
"Not around, nor would care" I responded as calmly as I could, but thinking about that man made my pulse skyrocket. Fortunately the orange soda acted as a sedative to my irritation.
"I'll walk you home…tomorrow. Its not safe at night" don't need to tell me twice.
"Where are your parents?" I asked, before popping more chips into my mouth.
"Working"
"Working? On Christmas?" Murasakibara smirked,
"They own a bakery, it's really busy on holidays. I just finished my shift"
"You can cook!" I said it as if someone had finally saved me from a deserted island.
"Not as good as mom…are you hungry?" I nodded hopefully, causing him to chuckle…rather cutely.
"Hold on, I brought back a pie" he was holding a pie in that large stack of snacks?
That pie…that apple pie…was the best apple pie I will ever taste. I never done drugs, but the way I feel about this pie has to be the same way addicts feel about drugs. The flavor was beyond understanding; my mere human tastes couldn't fathom such art. I started crying, I was so moved, and Murasakibara looked at me in a phenomenal kind of way.
"You like it?" there he goes again, pointing out the obvious.
"Mmmhhmmm" I was chewing the pie slowly not wanting the ecstasy to end.
"It was the last pie I made before my shift ended" oh my god, if his pie is this good I'll explode eating his mother's. I swallowed the pie,
"You're hands are magical" he laughed at me again, and it was quite lively-the liveliest I've seen him-my cheeks warmed up.
"Interesting" he said,
"Hm, what's interesting?" he never answered the question.
Murasakibara let me sleep on his bed and he pulled out a futon from under it. It was kind of strange sleeping in the same room with a guy, but I was sure Mu-chan wouldn't pull any strange "stunts". My father taught me Jujutsu so I'm more than capable of handling myself (though it'd still be scary cause he's so huge). And though his height and aura can be daunting he really is a gentle giant.
"Comfy?" Murasakibara said,
"Is this okay? Your parents won't mind?" he laughed at me-why does he keep laughing at me?
"They'll be too tired to notice" what wonderful parents. I snuggled under the large cotton blanket-it gave off a strong musky scent; Tetsu doesn't smell like anything. That thought made me giggle lightly, even his smell is absent.
"What?"
"The cologne you use smells nice"
"Oh…go to sleep"
The next morning, just as Mu-chan said, his parents were knocked out. After eating breakfast-cereal and milk-we left the apartment complex and headed out of the danger zone. The bus station wasn't far from the complex; I lived near the school so it was about a thirty-minute ride. I had run out at least ten miles last night. When we reached the town house the front door wasn't locked, if Aomine was still here I'd punch him for real this time. Instead Prince rushed up to me, utter grief in those dark eyes, and jumped into my arms meowing crazily.
"I know I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to rush out like that, you must've been so worried"
"…So what you said yesterday was a lie"…uh-oh.
"Uh…" I stared at him and flinched at his annoyed expression-it reminded me of an angered beast. Without another word he turned and left. Prince was staring after him probably wandering who the hell was that guy. I didn't even thank him properly. I ran back out of the house, watching him walk down the sidewalk, hands deep in his pockets.
"Thank you! I really appreciate it! And I'm sorry I lied! Please forgive me!" Murasakibara stopped, and turned to me. He was still frowning but his eyes had lightened up. Prince pawed out my face, ruining the mood. Murasakibara, for a big guy, was quick- he had walked up to me in seemingly a few strides and placed his massive hand on my head.
"Lie to me again and I'll crush you," he said it playfully, and if he were any smaller I would've laughed it off. Prince hissed dramatically-as if he had a chance against this giant.
