A/N: So here is the chapter…it took me so much time again but now that I have a decent free time I hope I could update regularly :D
Warnings: unbetaed, and yes you have to forgive me for that u.u… Especially because english it's not my native language but I promise I will think about finding a beta.…whatever keep ahead with me! And Review please! :D
Chapter 5: The proposal.
Kasamatsu could feel a headache starting to create between his brows as he noticed the sudden change in Kise's behavior. The way his chest was quickly working his lungs, the way his fingers twitched against his palm almost as a reflex. The way his bottom lip was trembling slightly. For a moment Kasamatsu asked himself if these signs were so visible before. He didn't recall caught Kise's changes so fast before. Maybe Kise was getting too shocked by the presence of this guy. Or maybe he was growing observer about anything that had to do about the blond. However, despite the pain in his body he felt that emotion of protection running through his veins about his friend. Whenever Kise tense in front of some situation or person it couldn't be good. It just couldn't be good. And fast with that thought Kasamatsu's feet carried him to Kise's front. His back hiding Kise behind. Kise's eyes open slightly.
"Who the hell are you?" Kasamatsu asked irritated.
"I don't talk with losers."
"Don't answer me and I'll not let you talk with him," Kasamatsu motioned to Kise.
"And who are you? His mother?" The thief raised an eyebrow. Then glanced far behind Kasamatsu to the blond "I want a word with you. I'm asking you nicely for the second time."
Kise just raised his eyes in answer.
He had heard the first time. The strong words of the thief's request had broken the awful silence once he had appeared clapping his hands various times. He hadn't wasted time in saying some kind of presentation or a sign of recognition of the first time they had seen each other. That time in which his body was suddenly pushed backwards in a movement so violent that his head spun and his whole body felt sick when it came to his conscience the sudden realization that for a few seconds he was going to pass from a live human to a corpse. Killed ridiculously by a car. Then he wasn't sure if he was relieved at all when he turned to find that the person who had saved him was basically a – jerk. More than that he was so stupid then to low his guard and not know that his chain was not more with him until he reach the loneliness of his room.
Yeah, that night hurt in Kise's mind. And he craved for his chain, that was clear, but not now. Not with his friends in the middle.
"I don't see what I would want to talk with you." Kise let his voice quiet gazing with no doubt in his eyes.
"Is that so? I must believe then that I wasted my time with that pretty chain."
Kise fought down his anger. No. He will not fall into that. He has to get his ass out of here. Keep Kasamatsu and Hayakawa safe. He has to stay focused, he can not wander into the thoughts of his chain. He will lose his composure. His chain was delicate subject for which wander about it was dangerous for him.
Kasamatsu try to keep his concern out of his eyes but Kise was not making his task easy. The blond was far tense and lost in his mind to be normal. Yes, Kise normally was spacing out, in generally – all the time. Not that the blond will admit it to himself. But – in front of the danger he would be on alert. He would be defensive and almost aggressive to survive and find a way out. Besides what chain was this guy talking about? He didn't remember Kise talking about anything relative… at less that…this person was referring about that chain.
"Who the fuck are you?" Kasamatsu asked harsh, bewilderment in his eyes "You don't hear well? He doesn't want to talk with you."
"And I don't want to lose my time with losers," The tanned say narrowing his eyes to Kasamatsu, later sighing with patience "Blondie don't be idiot and let's talk for a minute." He was not going to ask nice a third time.
"I don't want to. I don't need to! Fuck!" Kise exclaimed getting his nerves high. His eyes staring with conviction before he grabbed Kasamatsu's arm and try to drag him back where Hayakawa was waiting still.
Well, he tried. His eyes flew to his hand and immediately looked up fighting a gasp of fear in his eyes.
"Kasamatsu! – what the hell it's your problem!" Kise fumed. A dazing angriness all over his mind again. His eyes narrowed staring at the knife around Kasamatsu's throat, The silent gesture of pain in the mouth of his friend by the pressure on his ribs and internal injuries that the blonde could not see, but just assume.
"What- " Kise cut himself off breathing hard. Calm down. Yelling it's not going to resolve your problem. He has the knife. Sempai it's injured. Hayakawa depends partially on me. I don't know this guy. Try to think straight. This guy only wants to talk with you. That's all what he wants right? I can…I can talk with him. I hate the idea. But the knife. The knife is moving dangerously. I can't risk my chances. Kasamatsu sempai - I can't lose him.
Kasamatsu felt his chest fell painfully. Oh god. Why in earth he has to be injured in this moment? Why the hell his mind was clouding with pain and his left eye was closing with blood. He was so beaten. And he wanted to protect so much Kise. Two parts of the same coin, one more fiercely pushing him to his friend. His vision was blurring again but he swallowed all and directed his gaze to Kise. Oh no. Kise don't show me that look. Oh no. Kise don't you dare. Don't you dare decide something stupid for me!
"Fine," Kise clenched his teeth staring into the piercing black eyes "Let him go. He doesn't have nothing to do with this."
"Kise-"
"Shut up." Kise directed his eyes to Kasamatsu's wide ones. Kise looked away. Kasamatsu clenched his teeth too.
"So?" Kise added controlling his voice. Looking alert again. His eyes blinking for the sunset.
The thief was all this time- which were less than two minutes- looking with interest the interchange between the blond and his friend. The blond has changed so fast his desition. And all for a knife in one throat. Jeez. If he had known before he would have done from the beginning to not waste time convincing someone as stubborn
"Great," Came the answer with a smirk. The thief shoved Kasamatsu to the front. The dark haired stumbling, at the time Kise reached for him.
"Then don't waste more time, say bye at once." The thief signaled promptly to Kasamatsu and Hayakawa. Kise glared daggers at the tanned and then reached an arm around his sempai's waist to lead him where Hayakawa remained silent.
Kasamatsu was in a strange- kind of awkward silence. Kise was trying to catch any sign of distress in his friend's face but he couldn't catch any. His hazel eyes didn't dare to stare or see so much into his sempai. After all, he had done something of what – he was sure- his friend was angry. He hoped he was angry with him. He preferred that to – to something he had briefly caught before when he looked away. Sighing he closed his eyes and then lifted his eyelashes to see Hayakawa expectantly.
"You are fine enough to walk?" Kise asked Hayakawa what it was so obviously. But he hoped. And he knew that when the time came Hayakawa will suck force from wherever he does and got the strength to keep going. Maybe that was what you can call an overwhelmed enthusiasm. Enthusiasm? What's that? He didn't know.
"You ale joking! I'm fine arleady! Rook!" Hayakawa moves his injured leg to the sides with a facility that makes Kise grimaced for the pain that that action was costing in his friend.
"Okay – stop!" Kise exclaimed braking his hands to detain Hayakawa's leg. He sighed to get some breath "You know the exit, you both need to got there fast. Night it's no good. Don't – don't get yourself in troubles in your state okay? Don't lose your temper with Kasamatsu. Don't raise your voice. Don't stare to anyone. Don't look so…hotheaded. In fact," Kise sighed loudly this time "Just focus in Kasamatsu and the exit. Focus, okay?"
Hayakawa snorted but then nodded. The sun was down. Kasamatsu wasn't looking good. And honestly, he felt a little protective about Kise's words. He reached forward forgetting all the pain in his legs and grabbed Kasamatsu's shoulder, slowly getting both away from Kise.
Kise avoided Kasamatsu's eyes on him. But whatever he couldn't avoid the sounds. So he heard, and hear well when Kasamatsu whispered to him.
"Kise…?"
Kise flinched. It was a so traitorous feeling to feel so bad about what he was doing. But there was the anguish and the preoccupation infallible in his name. Only his name. Kise wanted to embrace him again, to give him confidence. Hell, but he can't.
The minutes are passing. The chances are lower. Shit.
"It will be only a talk Kasamatsu sempai," Kise say unworthy "I'm fine, really, you don't have to-"
"Don't you dare say I don't have to worry my ass for you," Kasamatsu stared harsh "You better come home safe or I swear –" Kasamatsu trailed off, his stare soften when he saw hazel eyes twitching and gazing down. Sighing he cursed.
"Fuck." Silence "Fine. I trust you."
The words came harsh but the eyes were soft, so when Kise looked up he knew that Kasamatsu mean it. A faint embarrassment passed for his cheeks before Kasamatsu snorted and turned suddenly to the path, leaving Hayakawa and Kise's surprised face behind.
Hayakawa cursed. 'Damn the gods if Kasamatsu was not warking so fast!'
-o-
Kise looked in the direction of his friends for a while before a cough behind him drags him back to the present. He turned slowly and find that the source of the cough was close. Too much close for his taste. He stepped back keeping safe is comfort zone but the guy doesn't keep. He too make a step. His eyes burning with a strange shine that Kise didn't know how to qualify. Perhaps he was not being clear? He stepped back for the second time receiving the same action for answer. He frowned and glared, he was not in the mood to play.
"I don't have much time, thief. Will you enlighten me whit what you want to talk about?"
"I hope you don't hate me so much for your chain," the thief began wandered his eyes for Kise's face "I needed to do that to have your attention."
"My chain for my attention?" Kise narrowed his eyes "That doesn't make sense. Where's my chain?"
The guy shrugged hiding his hands in his pockets. He turned and wandered around. For seconds Kise keep still deciding what to do. Now who's wasting time. He groaned softly and started to walk behind the thief.
"Hey- answer me, where's my chain?" The blond asked behind the guy's back composing his voice thinking in a way to finish all fast "You don't wanna talk now?" Kise scolded rising his eyes when the thief turned and looked strongly at him. It was a duel of stares. Kise didn't blink. The thief neither. But after a while Kise felt his eyes watering. He was not really seeing well the thief's eyes since it was night and the illumination was certainly poor, but still, he felt something uneasy tug at the corner of his mind. He doesn't know what exactly but he was not going to get intimidate for no one. And besides he doesn't see anything productive in stare for so long. Yeah, right. He thought that it was stupid to keep the duel but his pride told him that if he looked away he will lose. Ridiculous. What the hell was he going to lose?! I want my chain back! End of the story!
"You are so idiot," the commentary surface then with a sly grin from the thief. Kise glared again. What the hell it's wrong with this bastard?
"What do you want? Where's my chain thief! I don't have the whole night!" Kise was just losing his patience. He didn't care if his voice resounded for the entire damn street. He couldn't understand this guy yet.
"Don't call me 'thief'. I get a little annoyed when people call me that name." The guy tensely hissed getting closer to Kise. Kise stepped back.
"Then don't take what is not yours! I want my chain back!" Kise bursted controlling his fists at his sides.
"Everyone wish to have something back. But that in general is not granted." The thief sighed stepping again.
Kise's breath hitch "What's that supposed to mean?" he ordered his nose to inhale. What's that supposed to mean?! "I will not have my chain back? Is that what are you suggesting?!" He inhaled harsh, his nose getting some strange scent.
The guy shook his head and get closer again, his body taller and toned against body almost skinny and pale "I need a favor- If you choose to help me you will have your chain back."
Kise blinked in confusion- a favor? So, this was not only about my chain. I don't want to fucking help him! Only want my chain. And if this is not about that I don't need to stay here anymore. The hell if I will help him!
"Don't bother with your proposal anymore," Kise answered in a complete tone of rejection "I will have my chain back in another way." I don't want to be fool by your plan. Staring firmly at the thief Kise find that the thief hasn't moved. "You don't worth more my time."
Kise turned to walk away, his words in the air, but his elbow was grabbed and his head was suddenly struck against the rough wall. His eyes became dizzy for the hit but his free hand reacted fast and beated the guy's jaw enough to shock him backwards but causing the nails and fingers to burn in his shoulders. Kise grimaced and raise his leg to kick the guy's stomach but he missed the spot and he feel pain run for his chest, he coughed curving to the front. His hair was dragged up harshly when Kise in his coughs see the knife shining into one of the thief's pockets. Maybe if he reached for is own knife…
"I don't end my talk with you. Don't fucking bother me- I didn't mention the best part, if you don't help me not only your chain is going to be lost. I would worry for your mom or your friends if I were you. Promptly those two who were with you. "
Kise panted softly. His hair still grabbed up roughly. His free hand was closed so hard to hold it still that it hurts. He just had heard well? His friends?...His mom? Nonono. He had decided before. This guy was only talking nonsense to get to him. He hated this. He has to escape or fight. Fight was more attractive… although the guy was kinda… strong…
"Eat me. I will not help you!" Kise moved fast his hand straight to own pocket, in a second he thought that he had stabbed one shoulder but the thief reflexes were wide, the side was empty, and in another second his cheek tingle invaded by a fist. He retorted with the knife but missed again for an inch. He evaded a kick and forgetting the knife in the ground he directed his hand to the guy's nose, blood covered his knuckles. That granted him a kick in the guts and the feel of an elbow at his back. Kise groaned falling in his knees.
Oh dammit.
When he found his back pinned to the ground Kise couldn't help the soft groan induced by the pain. The sudden hurt to normally breathe. He gaze to the dark sky above him forgetting his pain to remain silence, he couldn't believe he was losing a fight. Perhaps he needed to train. He was getting rusty.
-o-
The blond under him was avoiding to look at him. His eyes were a bit unfocused but he knows that that was only in the surface. The blond was not so idiot after all. Actually he was a little surprised that he was punched on his face. Twice. A record really.
"You can stop your stupid intents now, I hope! I need your word that you will help me," the thief stated calmly pinning Kise's arms with his weight.
My word? "I HAVEN'T AGREED TO DO ANYTHING TO YOU!" Kise yelled with all the force his lungs give him. He was frustrated. And he was forgetting the place where he was. The reason why all started. The guy's plot. The reasons why he was being so decided to not do any favor. The things that could happen to him or… the guy if they keep attracting too much attention. He only wanted to go now. His brain was not working well.
"You are flustered," the guy whispered "And…frustrated," Kise blinked and looked into black eyes finally.
"But that it's not going to change if I don't receive the answer that I want."
"I don't want to help you, to then gain what it's mine," Kise muttered.
"The threat that I can kill your mom or your friends obviously doesn't pass your mind," the thief replied with sarcasm.
Kise frowned with doubts. He could heard the sarcasm and behind that the true. That couldn't be true. He refused to think in that.
"You don't know me," Kise whispered grimacing when he feel the weight down over his hips. The guy have just sit on me?
"What the-"
"I'm not a patient person blondie, don't test my mood," The thief sing. The nails were coming again against Kise's pale skin, he tensed and moved his legs but the weight on his hips was definitely. A sudden rage run for his spine slowly until it consume his throat and his mouth couldn't help but open for oxygen and for need.
"Don't… test your mood? Damn ironic bastard! I have been the only one being tested here! You stole my chain! And you are threatening me now! What guts you have SOB!"
Feeling an inexplicable force and an astounding energy Kise ignored all his injures and forced one of his arms to shove the guy off him. The surprise in the thief's face was priceless. Getting fast on his feet, Kise swung and run. Hell. He runs like he was being chased by hellhounds. Even faster than that. He didn't look back once until his eyes see one of the exits. Glancing for a second over his shoulder he didn't see anything strange. So, he keep running down the streets of the City. The normal civilized city. He crossed the street recklessly. Damn, all what he had done since he decided to run was reckless and stupid. He could had been shouted or stabbed from behind. He could have had bad luck and attracted undesirable attention. He just stopped when his lungs protested loudly and he had to open his mouth to gain more air. He leaned against the entrance of his building. He needed to stop panting before he got upstairs with his mom. His mom. He wanted to believe that she was sleeping quite and safe in her warm bed.
Oh damn, it hurts. It hurts.
And I don't know what exactly.
-o-
"Kise? …Kise is it you?"
Kise startled when he saw his mom's tired face peeping up by the kitchen's door, her messy blond hair falling graciously for her shoulders while she yawned softly covering herself with her palm. He didn't know in what exactly state he was driving himself for the streets and honestly he didn't care until now, not until he saw the worry writhed all over his mom's eyes and then the thin lips pressed.
Kise looked to the mirror at his side and saw his blond stupid hair all disordered, his traitorous nose tinted with dried scarred blood, his lips with a couple of cuts, and in general the whole mess in his cloth and aspect.
"Mom…I-" Kise stuttered uncertain when he look back to his mom. Oh god.
"You were fighting again," His mom murmured with a hint of deception in her eyes and voice. The worst emotion, the last thing he wanted to produce in his mom.
Deception.
That got in a blink Kise's throat constricted. His lips didn't move to open and say something. He didn't want to fill the room with the sound of his horrible voice filled with guilty.
"Why Kise? You are hurting yourself with this! I…worry about you."
Kise looked down with overwhelming guilt and sadness. His mom was generally quiet and didn't talk too much but her eyes always show him too much that the words were not needed at all. And this part of the year was so hard for her and to him… he just had to always give her more preoccupations over his stupidity. He was so idiot.
Idiot. Idiot .Idiot.
A fog of pale darkness clouded slowly some corner in his memories. The fog wanting to lift free.
Idiot. Idiot. Idiot.
He swallowed and had to fight hard the watering in his eyes when he feel the warm in one of his bruised cheeks and see his mom's chest near him. He just wanted to close his eyes and fall hard into that chest. Hide his face from his mom's eyes. Maybe cry. Much time have passed since he had felt his mom's warm. So much time. He was horrible. She need not to see his face.
"Kise-"
"Mom I-I'm tired…I – It's better if I go to my room to-to get some sleep for school tomorrow," Kise couldn't look up in all his phrase. His locks of hair falling, to half hide the hurt in his eyes. His mom sighed and reached for one of those soft locks of blond hair, to hide it behind his son's ear. Kise didn't move yet like if it was hard to leave or move or breathe in his mom's presence. But his mom sighed once again and stepped back giving Kise the space he needed, the confidence to peep up.
"Go to sleep then... Want me to wake you up?" she asked softly.
"No need- It's fine…so-uh, so-"
"Rest well Kise."
Kise nodded quickly and hurried his feet to his room. Closing the door he rise a hand to his brow. He needed a bath and maybe a couple of pills for the pain. And he needed to advise Kasamatsu san that he was fine. He sure would have done that if his eyes hadn't seen his bed and then the pillow. It was so inviting to go there and bury his face in that soft comfort. Walking like a zombie he fall in his sheets.
He could let the thoughts, the bath and the pills for tomorrow morning. He definitely didn't want to let his brain work out about the thief and his words. He was safe. His mom was safe. He supposed his friends too.
Drowsy he reached for his cellphone in the table and text Kasamatsu he was fine. Seeing the message sending he closed his eyes and let the darkness cover him.
-o-
Too early in the morning Kise had to fight really bad his tired mind and dizziness when he felt someone shaking his shoulder. Barely registering the shaking, he thought he was dreaming until he felt a hard shake and a stroke in his hair to pull his face far from the warm pillow. He groaned in his dreams and tried to open his eyes. He…he hadn't heard the clock's alarm. And his mom- his mom had never waked him up in this way. A sudden rush of alarm seated in his body, and his eyes opened finally, he rolled on to his back lazily and almost screamed with horror.
A hand flew fast to cover his mouth effectively muffling the scream that was going to sound. Kise panted and opened wild his eyes. His fingers wrapped tightly around the sheets. When a whole minute passed and Kise calmed, the guy at the side of his bed raised a finger to his lips and made a sign to stay quiet.
"Shhhhh. You don't want you dear mom to freak out with your scream,"
Kise swallowed and nodded against the pillow. What- why- why this person was here? Why his life was being so miserable twisted again? Did he deserve this? Was this a punishment? He was mean to suffer for his crimes? What crimes? He couldn't hear a single noise out of his room. He panicked. He was sure it was the hour his mom was making a tea or breakfast. He threw the hand out of his mouth and breathed.
"My mom?! I- is she fine?" He cursed himself in his mind for stutter but he couldn't hear his mom. Jesus. He couldn't hear the dishes or her voice like all the mornings.
"She's fine," The thief agrees "Promise you will behave well and I will not use anything dangerous here."
"Where's she?" Kise wasn't listening to him. He wanted to jump out of his bed and see if in reality his mom was fine. He couldn't keep his glances away from the door. He needed to see his mom.
"I said she's fine," The thief answered with new patience but the blond was in everywhere but looking at him. That was annoying
"Hey, look at me."
Kise didn't hear anything. Where is she? I can't hear her. Mom. Oh god. Mom. Are you really fine? Are you- .
"Fuck! Look at me!" Kise flinched when his chin was gripped, and he was obligated to look up. Those eyes were harsh and black. And cold. And distant. They were strong. Kise couldn't help but feel only repulsion and rage.
"Where the fuck it's my mom?!" He tried to contain his voice low but in the end the experiment was futile.
"Fuck! I swear I could kill you right now." The thief cursed stroking Kise's chin roughly. Kise slapped his hand away and sat.
"WHERE IS SHE?!"
"She came out for some bread! Can you shut up now? You are annoying." The thief breathed exasperated.
"I don't trust you," Kise muttered looking to the door.
"What a surprise. You don't have a choice. And I do keep my threats. Shut up. Now. "
Kise was not near to shut up. He was about to open his mouth and yell when he heard the door opening and closing. The steps outside and the voice of his mom calling for him.
"Kise? Kise… we have a guest! Kise-Oh!" His mom stopped his steps in Kise's room door and look gently at his face's son. Kise froze and stare to his mom. Oh thank god she was fine.
"Kise, what manners you have! And what a mind too!" His mom shook her head a bit smiling to the thief and his son. Kise frowned and open his mouth various times before closing his lips in surprise.
"Mom what-"
"You didn't say you were assigned to look after an exchange student in our home…! I didn't know. Sorry, Aomine-kun." She directed to the thief "I'm sorry for not having nothing prepared for your welcome. Still, I hope you will find this house like your own home."
Kise frowned. He was having a headache. What the hell was this is all about?! What interchange student? He didn't know about that neither! He - oh god. He looked to his side and saw the thief smiling to his mom and bowing his head in a sign of respect. He couldn't believe any of this.
"I'm grateful for your words and I really appreciate it. Please don't worry or punish Kise. He did not do anything wrong. In fact I'm glad that I'm welcomed here. Thank you."
Kise was mesmerized. Astounding. Paralyzed. Dreaming. The world was falling down and he was a mere observant. The rabbits were flying and the birds have legs. How strange is that?
"Take good care of me, please."
The thief was bowing to him. To him? Holy shit.
A smirk appeared that Aomine only knew he was charging.
Kise hoped his face didn't have any strange gesture.
"Well, I think I will make some fast breakfast."
His mom, thank god, cut the – uh, creepy moment.
"I don't want your first day of class start bad or getting late with my son," Kise's mom smiled softly again and tilted her head noting the strange face in his son "Kise? Have you slept fine?"
The blond nodded hesitantly. He was trying to hide how surprised and tense he was. No. He has to hide these emotions from his mom. He didn't know this damn guy and he didn't want to risk his chances, any chances he could have to escape free from this situation.
"Fine, then I will go, show Aomine-kun his room, it's the one free at the side of the dinner room." Nodding slowly, Kise's mom return to the kitchen in a hurry to make sweet breakfast.
Kise was still processing the information when he heard the click of the door closing and his mind alerted him to come back to earth.
"Who is Aomine?" Kise muttered first of all staring up. Aomine rolled his eyes "What the hell is all that stupid story about being a damn student? You are not going to stay here in my home! Get out!" Kise stood in his feet and was shoved back to sit in the bed.
"You really don't have any sense of danger," Aomine scolded. The blond was being really slow with all this. Fucking slowly.
"I have!"
"You don't."
"I have!"
"Shut up. You are noisy."
And Kise find a glare over him. An angry glare. He closed his mouth but still he wanted to yell and yes, make some noise. He was confused and he feared for his mom. Feared only for her. He didn't want her hurt. She didn't need that. She didn't need this son so problematic.
Kise let his head fall down over his hands. His nose hurt him a little. He took a deep sigh. Don't panic. Try to understand, to get free off this mess. Don't panic.
I… want to punch him.
"Great. Now that you are listening I will tell you. I will be living in your house. I will be a current student in your school. And, yes I'm here to see you help me in whatever way I would need. Remember yesterday? I was not joking. I don't fucking joke around."
Kise doesn't look up. But the voice was serious. Softly dangerous. When he finally let his face to look up he was resigned. Kind of resigned.
"There is no other way to help you? One that not includes you living in my house?" he asked with his mid having some hope.
"There is. But I decided to stay here, so I'll stay here."
Kise sighed.
"And you need… is it necessary to study in my school too?"
Kise find another glare. He snorted. Fine.
"Then I need to know is if you have a gun or something here."
"You don't have to know."
"I have. If –"
"With a knife of your kitchen would be enough to stab your mom's throat. A gun it's not really that necessary. Don't forget your friends. Those two losers. Very dangerous are the streets lately. Don't think naïve about me. Don't be stupid. If you try to kill me, your friends and mom die too. Keep that in mind."
Kise narrowed his eyes remaining calm. So kill him will not work. Not that he was thinking straight to do that but the affirmation was fine. And besides…the guy didn't work alone.
Kise chuckle "So if you are going to school with me, hope you keep your hands off the students stuff, thief. If I fucking know that y-"
Kise was standing in one second up with his shirt grabbed violently, he looked up surprised and ignore the danger imprinted in those tanned hands.
"I will fucking kill you if you suggest that again. I have a name. Aomine. Copy that idiot. If you say that again-"
"Kise? Aomine- kun? Breakfast it's ready! You have to go soon!"
His mom's voice from the kitchen surprised both. The air was tense and Kise breathed again when Aomine free him. This guy was horrible. And Kise completely hated him.
Before Aomine was going to get to the kitchen Kise murmured to him.
"And what the hell it's the favor I have to do. You haven't told me anything about that," Kise scolded but Aomine only smirked.
"You will know soon."
Kise saw the door close. Hell of an answer.
It freaks him that his mom was alone with that bastard. He was about to run out when he saw his reflex in the mirror. Kise groaned. He needed urgently the bath and a change of clothes fast.
The headache was still there. He had the feeling that his day was going to be hell for him.
Fuck, if he was going to submit so easy to that hell.
We will see.