A/N: Okay, just saying I realized that yes it HAS been a short time since they've known each other. And that I wanted to point out (since apparently I didn't do a good job of showing this) is that in this world if you have your blood taken it's VERY pleasurable, and it's kind of like an aphrodisiac. So Kagami's mind was kinda muddled from giving blood to Aomine to heal him (since he didn't know that it would effect him like that) and his inhibitions were lowered…. So yeah. But then after, in the last chapter, I'm sure you all realized that Kagami's feeling something towards Aomine now

Anyways, just wanted to clear that up a bit, now, enjoy ~

Groggily, Kagami pushed his hand through his messed up hair. His eyes finally cracked open as he could see some sunlight peeking through the blinds. He groaned, feeling a bit drained, but the warmth around him was causing his mind to whisper to him to go back to sleep and forget all his responsibilities.

It was already too late for that though; his mind was now waking up. This time when he saw the tan arm wrapped around his waist he wasn't shocked or panicked. Instead, something spread in his stomach, making him feel all tingly. It wasn't uncomfortable, but he didn't know what he classified it as just yet.

Kagami cracked his neck, and at the feeling of something there he brushed his hand up to see what it was. When he took his hand away he realized it must have been blood from the previous night.

They had just finished with their little talk by the white willow tree where he had learned about Aomine's past, and then shared a kiss. An innocent, simple, kiss. That had freaked Kagami out, but he didn't dwell on it much after they got back to their room.

When had he begun calling it their room?

He peeled off his yukata, and then took off his pants and shirt, leaving his boxers on. Aomine did the same not far away from him surprisingly they were both quiet. No fights or insults being thrown around, but it wasn't a strained silence, or a silence brimming with something like when they shared their kiss. It was more relaxed, and dare he say it – comfortable. Like they had known each other and been used to one another more than the mere two weeks since they'd met.

When he finished folding his clothes neatly and placing them in his bag two strong arms wrapped around him and pulled him back against a hard chest. Kagami tensed, but when fingers brushed gently across his hips he relaxed back into Aomine. The bluenette placed his chin on Kagami's shoulder and looked at him quietly. Blinking, he couldn't help but wonder what was going on in his mind. Aomine seemed to be in thought, which was highly unusual.

"What's up Ahomine?" The quietness was starting to get to him again. So he had to say something.

That made Aomine's lip twitch, "Nothing Bakagami." And just like that released him and went to lie down on his side of the huge bed.

Staring after him, he realized that he'd been standing there for a few moments when Aomine gave him a curious look and hurried over to climb inside the covers. Kagami cocooned himself in the blankets, wrapping them high around his shoulders. This whole day was making his brain a mess, and for some reason he couldn't think straight. It had to have been what happened last night, he wasn't the type of person to barely know a person and then jerk them off.

But something about the way Aomine had looked at him, and the way that him taking his blood had made him feel… That had to be the reason all these weird thoughts were plaguing him now, because he was confused. Yeah, just confused. It couldn't be that he was feeling something for the aho… Not at all. Kagami groaned silently.

Unlike the last night when Aomine had almost instantly went into his trance, this night he seemed to be having trouble. Kagami could hear him shuffling around and sighing every once in a while. After hearing the idiot move for the tenth time Kagami scowled and turned around.

"You were the one that wanted to come back to the room. So stop squirming around! I'm trying to get to sleep, damnit!" Kagami sat up, glaring down at the form next to him.

Aomine pouted, which didn't help keep Kagami in the denial of not liking him. "But Kagami~," those blue eyes looked at him.

He rolled his eyes, "What are you? Five?"

White teeth flashed in the dark of the room as Aomine grinned, "Maybe…"

"Okay," he sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "What's up?"

"I'm hungry~"

"What, you want me to make you food?" Vampires still needed regular sustenance after all.

"No."

"Okay, well then what the hell do you want me to do about it?" He said exasperatedly.

Aomine leaned up, "Well, you smell delicious. And it's making me thirsty."

Swallowing hard, he shifted a bit on the bed. "Don't you have blood donors for that?"

"Yeah, but I want your blood." Aomine said it almost childishly, like he was used to getting what he wanted.

Fuck, what's with this idiot being all cute now?

Kagami honestly wouldn't mind giving him blood again, but seeing as what happened last time, deemed it a bad idea. "No."

"Why not?"

"Because."

"Because…?" Aomine inquired.

"Because I don't want to!" He snapped back at him.

"Fine, be that way." Aomine started opening up his see-through pad to look for his blood donor's number, "Guess I'll have to call Mai-chan." He didn't realize that next to him Kagami had frozen at the name.

"Mai-chan?" He knew that name, and didn't like the implications.

"Ha?" Aomine blinked up at him, "Oh you know her, the one you walked in on before. She's my favorite."

Kagami's eyes narrowed, his whole body tense and an indescribable anger came over him. She was his favorite? Did that mean that he had known her like he had known Kagami? His mind provided him with images of when he had walked in to her legs wrapped around Aomine and him taking her blood. For some reason it didn't settle well with him, not one bit.

Aomine's face brightened, "Ah! Found it!" Just before he was about to press the button Kagami's hand clasped around his arm.

Without thinking he snarled, "Don't."

"Haa?"

Kagami blushed at his forwardness, "I mean-uh… Um… I changed my mind."

"Really?!" When Aomine's eyes glowed brightly and he smiled at him, Kagami couldn't help feeling like he was just given the best gift in the world. His own smile came unbidden to his face, like a reflex.

"Uh, yeah."

"Awesome," Aomine smirked as he closed the see-through pad and pulled Kagami over to him. He leaned down and nuzzled his nose in Kagami's neck, inhaling deeply. The bluenette pressed dizzying kisses along his throat, while groaning in happiness. "Mai-chan is great, but she's got nothing on you."

Kagami's eyes widened at the compliment. His heart gave a particularly loud thump. Did Aomine know what he was saying? Then, after a particularly hot kiss against his neck, Aomine's fangs came out and he bit down gently. Just like the night before pleasure shot through his body as more blood was released into Aomine's mouth, heat curling in the pit of his stomach.

Aomine pushed Kagami back on the bed, so he could relax while he took more of that succulent red liquid into his throat. It soothed the burning ache that came with the thirst. His arms wrapped around the redhead and he stroked his one hand along his spine as he lapped up some drops that escaped from the corners of his mouth after he pulled away a few minutes later.

They were both breathing harshly, and each knew the other was turned on. Kagami's eyes dropped to the red smeared lips of Aomine, and his eyes went to half-mast, as he knew this would be the time that he would kiss him. Instead, something flashed over Aomine's face momentarily, and he simply smirked down at him and lay down on the bed, dragging Kagami against him. Then promptly went into his trance after giving his neck one last lick, to clean off some of the blood.

Kagami didn't know what to think about what had happened. He knew that Aomine usually wouldn't lose any opportunity to kiss or have sex with someone. So what had changed? His stomach dropped, was he not desirable to him anymore? Did Aomine have that little taste of his body and not want him now?

He turned around in the embrace, facing the still tranced Aomine. The vampire's face was completely relaxed, and his mouth hung open slightly, but no breath came out. Kagami realized that now that the anger and stress lines were gone from Aomine's face he was quite handsome, but with a childish innocence to him.

Unwittingly his long fingers pushed through the silky midnight blue hair, and when Aomine practically purred and pressed his head harder against his hand, Kagami's face heated up. He kept brushing through the hair, making small grumbles come out from the vampire in his arms. Shit, being this adorable should be illegal. Kagami wondered if he had shown this side of himself to anyone else, and growled at the thought. No one should see him like this other than me!

Gasping, he paused his petting. Did he seriously just think that? When Aomine let out a small whine and shifted, he gulped. Was he… was he seriously getting possessive? Over Aomine Daiki? Fuck. He was so screwed.

Kasamatsu sighed, reclining back in the chair behind his desk. Kise was happily chirping away in his ear, as always, while he was trying to work. "Kise, would you please shut up?"

"So mean Senpai~!" The blonde frowned. "Are you alright? Is it your arm?" Kasamatsu had gotten a version of blood poisoning from a bad batch of blood yesterday. It only affected his right arm, since the poison had mutated and it was still clearing out of his system.

Eyes widening he looked up at Kise, how could he tell? Sure, he usually joked around, but the blonde vampire was a lot more observant than most gave him credit for. "No, it's not my arm, although it still aches sometimes. And I'm fine," he mumbled glancing back down at the reports on the table.

Kasamatsu had had to deal with Kise for the past few days, and it hadn't taken long to get to know all about him. Seeing as Kise wouldn't shut up for more than a minute and loved telling all about his life to Kasamatsu. Sometimes though, he would surprise him with his seriousness, like just now.

"You're lying," he stated firmly. Moving from behind his own desk Kise walked gracefully over to his Senpai. His golden eyes spied the papers sitting in front of Kasamatsu. "Still working on that huh?"

"Yeah. It just seems so weird is all. There's something here that I'm clearly missing."

"What do you mean? Wars end all the time. They don't all last years, sometimes they rage quick and fast and in a couple of months they're done." Kise tried to console him, though he too felt there was a wrong sense he was getting from what happened in the New World.

"I can't stop working on it, even if you say so. Akashi-sama ordered me to figure this out."

Kise sighed, "I know." Dragging up a chair he sat down facing him, "Alright, let's go through it again. Maybe that'll help."

Kasamatsu nodded, "First, you came back from the New World after confirming the rumors of there being a war brewing. That was a year ago." Kise smiled, prompting him to continue. "According to what Akashi-sama put in his report on what Kagami had told him, the war started not long after you left, which was earlier than you predicted. Apparently this mysterious Zenchou, whom we still have nothing on, was somehow controlling King Mikami of the Gushiken faction, where Kagami had grown up. He instigated traitorous feelings in them and pushed the King to slaughter the emissaries from the Ishiyama faction."

Kise mused, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, "Yes, it is weird that we still know nothing on Zenchou. Obviously that's not his real name; otherwise we would already have information on him. The clearest explanation for him being able to poison King Mikami is if he was a Psychic magic user, since they're best at mind magic. Though we've already checked all the registered psychics and went through all the possible people that were even capable of such high end magic."

"We still haven't counted the possibility that he isn't a registered user."

The blonde blinked at him, "Are you saying you think it's someone we've already banished? Or someone born in the Witherworld?"

"As you know well know, there is a world underneath our noses of people in the Witherworld that we have no idea of their capabilities."

"But that's impossible!" Kise said, brow furrowed, "Once you're there, there is no way to come back. Akashi-sama made sure of that."

Kasamatsu sighed, "I know that. It's just the only thing I could think of, anyways we shouldn't count out the slightest chance."

"I guess you're right." He smiled brightly, "That's why you're the Senpai after all! Now, let's move on."

"Alright, let's see… ah, battles and skirmishes started about seven months ago. There was a great amount of casualties on both sides, and neither seemed to be winning. Our reports say that the Gushiken King kept getting letters from the Queen of Ishiyama to repent for killing her men and all would be forgiven, yet he still attacked despite that. Tch," Kasamatsu grimaced. "This makes me sick just reading about this."

Kise grinned and glomped him, "AWW~! I'll make you feel better Kasamatsu-senpai!" To which he growled and punched him in the stomach before pulling Kise off him.

"Then three weeks ago, it all just stopped. Like nothing had ever happened. Zenchou disappeared and the Gushiken King out of misery for what he had done killed himself. Since he had no heir to the throne, Queen Asa took over and is now ruling over the New World." Scrubbing his hand through his hair wearily he smoothed out the paper he had crinkled in his anger. "I don't understand why this Zenchou guy would do this. I mean, what did he get out of it? Was it a sick ploy to watch a country burn? But that doesn't make sense, he wouldn't have left if that was the case."

"Maybe you should take a walk or something, clear your head. It won't help to keep pouring over it," Kise suggested.

"Yeah… you're right."

"Of course you woul— wait… I'm right?" The blonde blinked, then burst out into a radiant grin. "Oh Senpai, I knew you would come to appreciate me! How about we go for lunch? Hmm? I know the perfect place just outside of the camp, its this little restaurant that sells the best desserts."

"Are you asking me out on a date?" Kasamatsu asked incredulously. To his surprise a pretty blush came over Kise's face.

"No! What made you think that?" He said somewhat nervously, clearly lying. "I just wanted to help clear your mind is all."

"Sorry. But no." Kasamatsu stood up, organizing the papers on his desk and walking with them to the door. When he glanced over his shoulder to see Kise looking down at his hands he couldn't tacking on, "Maybe another time." The blonde looked up shocked, and Kasamatsu closed the door behind him hearing a squeal come from the other side. Shaking his head he let out a small laugh.

His arm was still aching, so he decided now was as good as time as ever to visit the Healing Unit. Hopefully they could finally fix this mutated poison, or at least give him something to take the pain away. It didn't take long to get there by foot, and he was never one to use magic for such petty things like portals to a building that was practically next-door.

The training grounds were as lively as ever, filled with platoons that were doing routines and magic spells, he couldn't be more grateful when he entered the Healing Unit where it was nice and silent. He still had a headache brewing from his mind going in circles over the New World problem.

Kasamatsu groaned, gripping his arm again. Picking up his pace he quickly spotted the green door that signaled the entrance to Midorima's personal seeing area. When he opened the door he wasn't surprised that Midorima was nowhere to be seen and Takao was the one behind the desk. Before Kasamatsu could even say anything Takao looked up and smiled, "Ah, Kasamatsu, what can I do for you? Arm giving you problems?"

He always forgot that creepy hawk eyes magic that Takao possessed, but he guessed it was helpful with medical magic. Nodding, "Yeah, there's been flashes of pain recently. It was fine until this morning."

"Hold on, let me go get Shin-chan! He's busy with a client right now but she probably wont mind him being taken away for a moment."

Kasamatsu frowned, "Aida's still not better?"

"Nothing gets past you I see," Takao said. Looking back at the rooms he shook his head in the negative, "If anything it's worse. Shin-chan's getting worried, though he'd never show it. He thinks it's that."

His eyes widened considerably, "No way. It can't be…"

Takao nodded solemnly, the seriousness looking so out of place on his usually playful face, "I'm afraid so. There's no known cure, even with all the magic out there. But Shin-chan's still looking." His eyes shined with pride and admiration, "He's so dedicated to his work."

"Oh, wow. Does Kiyoshi know yet?" His own problems seemed so small now.

"No, Shin-chan's been keeping it quiet at Aida's request. Once she knows there are no options she'll have to tell him though, and soon. The way it's going, she won't last long. A week tops." Kasamatsu was silent; there wasn't anything else he could say to that. Takao smiled tightly at him and drifted to the back to grab Midorima.

Just to get his mind off the grisly news he had been given he looked at the papers he got out from his space pocket. Maybe coming to the Healing Unit was the wrong choice. If anything, his mind was more frazzled. Kasamatsu was staring blankly at the papers, brows furrowed.

"What's that?" A voice came and he jumped, breaking out of his thoughts. Takao was peering over his shoulder at the papers.

"Ah, I'm not supposed to show anyone. Emissary business."

Midorima was also by Takao's side. He pushed up his glasses, "I read a study that it is good for one to have others look over things to give a new perspective. Sometimes there are things that others notice."

Takao sniffled, "Oh my. Is my Shin-chan growing up? Are you trying to bond with others?" Midorima scowled at him and huffed.

"Do what you will, not that I care." Then gestured for Kasamatsu's arm to inspect it. Shifting the papers to his other arm he let Midorima look at it as he turned to face Takao.

"…I guess by now it wouldn't hurt. Kise and I aren't having any luck."

Sitting next to Kasamatsu he took the papers and looked them over for a couple moments. Midorima meanwhile was giving Kasamatsu a temporary pain reliever spell and writing down the symptoms from the surgery he had gotten yesterday.

"Hmm, so from your notes you're trying to figure out why this Zenchou disappeared three weeks ago?"

"Yeah, we just can't make out the reasoning behind his actions. Even if it's happening in the New World, we can't just let this guy get away with it. Who knows where he could strike next? We're coordinating with the Queen of the Ishiyama faction's emissaries to figure out who he was but there's nothing they can dig up."

He mulled this over a bit, tapping his chin. "I mean, two weeks ago was the opening ceremony, here and in the New World. But I can't see why that'd matter. And even then, it was two days before that."

"We already went over that, no connection."

Midorima spoke up then, "I have given you a pain reliever, and from what I can infer the pain should go away in a day or two. It was just an after affect from the poisoning, so if you're still feeling pain come back." Kasamatsu nodded. "Oh, and if you see Kagami and Aomine, tell them to come in tomorrow so that we can make sure that their soul string is completely gone."

Takao gasped, slamming his hand down on the table, "KAGAMI!"

Both men jerked and whipped their heads to face Takao, who was practically glowing. "What about Kagami?"

"I mean it's about Kagami!"

"…Okay… Still not seeing what you're talking about."

Takao sighed, aggravated, and then pushed the papers in his face "See here? The day that Zenchou disappeared was the day that Kagami arrived in the Old World! I remember because yesterday I was asking him at lunch why I didn't meet him at the training during the whole month before the acceptance letters were sent out. He told me that he had special leave since he had just gotten into the country the week before the opening ceremony and took a separate training test! Somehow, I can't help but think this is all about Kagami."

Kasamatsu paled, "That… that makes a lot of sense. Kagami personally knew King Mikami after all, and was really close to him from what Akashi-sama told me."

Midorima looked thoughtful, "If that's true. Then you shouldn't disregard the notion that King Mikami may not have been what Zenchou was after." They looked at the green-haired man in shock, "I don't know exactly what he wanted from Kagami, or how King Mikami played in it, but there is no doubt in my mind that he hasn't gotten what he was after."

"I must inform Akashi-sama of this at once." Kasamatsu quickly took the papers from Takao and rushed to the door. He turned back for a second, "Tell no one of this. Until Akashi-sama gives the order, we cannot act on this information." At their nod he hurried out, mind in a whirl.

Aomine was watching Kagami closely. For some reason he had been acting strangely all day, glaring at anyone that came too close to them and giving him the weirdest looks. At one point he had looked in the mirror just to check if perhaps there was something on his face, but there was nothing. Aomine couldn't understand why he was being so jumpy.

One minute he'd be angry with someone that approached them, and the next he'd look at Aomine with such a sad look. It was driving Aomine absolutely crazy. He had thought after last night, which had gone so well, that they would be getting along better today. And Aomine had even given him space last night, making sure not to jump his bones like he wanted to. But still Kagami was being difficult. Perhaps he only did those things with him because of the bloodlust? Aomine scowled at that. He wasn't used to people not wanting him.

The worst was when they were in the mess hall where Kagami had to spend his time cooking for the platoons under Murasakibara's watch. It was dinnertime, right before the soldiers had to turn in, so as usual everyone was trying to get as much energy out as they could. Everything was hectic as they tried to get as much food out as possible before it was eaten.

Kagami had been snapping at everyone around them, and Aomine had a permanent frown on his face. He'd seen Kagami angry before, but never actually angry. Thankfully the night was nearing an end, Aomine couldn't wait to get out of here. Unfortunately Moriyama had to show up at that moment.

Now sure Moriyama was into women, who wouldn't know that from how much he talked about them? But he also didn't mind men that much either, and it just so happened that he had a huge crush on Aomine ever since he'd seen his sword fighting. It annoyed the hell out of Aomine, because the guy wouldn't leave him alone. Usually this wouldn't matter, but Aomine knew that if Moriyama saw him he'd cling to him like no other so he could flirt.

And the way that Kagami had been lately, he'd get pissed because he was close to them both. Aomine didn't know the exact reason for it but he didn't want to deal with another headache. Trying to be discreet he slouched behind Kagami by the counter. The thing was, being a 6ft something male with darker skin, he stood out in crowds. Even with Kagami and Murasakibara there.

"Daiki-kun!" Aomine automatically cringed.

"Fuck," he muttered.

Kagami automatically tensed, as if he could feel someone approaching them. "Daiki-kun?" He sneered, obviously confused who was so formal with Aomine. The last person had finally filtered out of the line and Aomine tugged on Kagami's arm, not wanting to admit he was panicking.

"Come on Kagami, let's leave."

"Daiki-kun! Don't act like you don't hear me!" Moriyama smiled teasingly. Aomine was tugging harder but for some reason Kagami wasn't moving, just frowning down at the pan he was cleaning.

"Bakagami! I said move it," he growled, but it was too late. Moriyama stopped beside him and gave him a flirty smile, fluttering his lashes.

"Daiki-kun, I didn't know you'd still be tied to Kagami. If I'd have known you were going to be here I wouldn't have taken my day off today."

Kagami glared at Moriyama, "What do you want?" He sniffed, "And yes, we're still tied together." Aomine could practically see his hackles rising.

Moriyama raised an eyebrow, "Not that it's any of your business." He gave Aomine another smile, "But do you want to go for dinner tomorrow Daiki-kun?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive," Aomine grumbled out. "And stop fucking calling me that."

He giggled, "Aw, you're so shy!"

Before Aomine could tell him to shut the fuck up, Kagami snarled deeply and shoved Moriyama away from them. Grasping at his wrist, he dragged a bewildered Aomine straight out of the mess hall. Kagami was mumbling angrily to himself the whole way back to their room, but still didn't let go of him.

When they got in the confines of the room Aomine looked at the tense form next to him, "What the hell w—," he was cut off when he was slammed against the wall and heated lips pressed against his own. All Aomine could think was, what the fuck had gotten into Kagami?

A/N: *peeks out from behind the wall* Now guys, calm down. Don't hate me… Violence isn't needed. *Sweats nervously* Sorry for the sort of cliffhanger. Anyways, I hope you guys liked it regardless, and next chapter you'll like A LOT. Hehe. I enjoy being evil wayyyy too much.

Hopefully my attempt at them being cute wasn't awful… I usually don't write cute scenes, so it was really new to me.

I know there wasn't much AoKaga interaction. But maybe the MidoTaka and KiseKasa made up for it?

Tell me whatcha guys thought~