A/N: Hey new chapter! Well it took me less than a month, that's something good right? … Let me know what you think about this chapter! Review! I do read the reviews, believe me! Just so you know I'll reply reviews the same day I upload a new chapter coz of the available time I have…
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Chapter 6: First Day
"Don't come near me."
Aomine stopped, hands in his pockets. He stared. Hard. Kise only snorted and kept walking without any other indication to the tanned behind him.
So, yeah. He had said- or thought- that he wasn't going to make things easy for the thief…err…Aomine, whatever. He wasn't going to lie. For a large moment there he had thought in the endless classes of pranks for each day to turn Aomine's life in hell. Any classes of tortures to make Aomine beg – or at least, turn him over to his hole. Fast. At least, make him regret. Kise chuckled.
But, what was the point in that?. Okay, he had point. He definitely would enjoy the thief falling in those pranks. It would be fun. But then, it would turn to him one way or another. And although he did not care in the least if the antics turned against him, he had doubts about his mom. The simple thought that something could return to his mom was…discouraging to say the less.
He hated it, the whole situation. But he had hopes that he'll find soon a solution.
He gazed to the school's gates. Now what? And first…how in the hell that jerk entered in his school?
Good question.
He didn't fucking know how Aomine managed to get in here. To get the necessary status to enter so easy in his school. Not that his school was distinguished for rich people or something special. But …the Director and chief. Oh yeah. That man was scary. His appearance and his fierce personality were something unique. He couldn't be fooled around. It was like the man has a six sense all around him. Especially around liars and lazy students. Kise knew him well. Some years back he was his basketball teacher. That was before he was elected to be part of the Direction. And then, one year later he had become the Director. Knowing the intimidate man; he couldn't understand how Aomine get to enter his school. He was an ordinary person. Nothing special about him could be seen. Not that he knew him so far. Not that he wanted to get to know him. But one could think that the tanned will belong to the mafia, to a group of assassins or from the zones. Coz, if he was, then that would explain much.
Still, the guy seemed to work alone if not by the insinuation he had received earlier. It could be a lie though. Who knows. What mattered was that somehow the guy had managed to pick a place in his school, in his classroom. Period.
Kise shoulder's tensed "I told you to not touch me." He growled.
"S-so-sorry! So, so – sorry!"
Kise widened his eyes and swung.
"Sakurai?" Kise's shoulders slumped "Please, don't panic," he tried to calm Sakurai but the brunette was already backing away waving his hands in a pure gesture of nervously that his eyes reflected so well "Sakurai, please, I thought you were another person. It wasn't my intention to scare you."
Sakurai stopped at some degree when the words were carefully processed through his jumpy mind.
"You alright?" Kise asked concerned "I'm sure I'm not so ugly to scare you that much."
"Sakurai shook his head violently "Yes! – I mean! No! You are not ugly Kise!" Sakurai inhaled strong "S- sorry again for…for touch you unexpectedly." The brunette's eyes fall miserably. Kise sighed. Sakurai didn't need to excuse. Really. But the brunette was almost always a lost case.
"So…something's wrong?"
"Uh, yeah!" Sakurai look up "The School' president send me to give you a message, he says that he new student will be in your charge since he's in the same classroom and live with you too."
Kise shrugged "I thought the same for myself," he wasn't expecting less or more luck "He said something more?"
"Yep. As he's new and he's a late ingress, remember to help him in the things he need and …teach him properly the basic rules of the school. That's all."
Kise glanced at his sides. Now it clicked in his mind that he was walking alone. The corridors were half empty. The bell had sounded and he hadn't yet put his feet on the correct floor "Well, it seems like the first rule will not going to be fulfilled."
Sakurai frowned but then he pointed a finger to the blond's chest "Wait! -Y – you – YOU! You have maths today!"
"Don't remind me," Kise grimaced "I've to hurry, take care okay?" He was already running up for the stairs when Sakurai's voice stops him.
"Kise! The new student! Wait! Where is he?!" the brunette panted catching him in the stairs.
Kise shrugged. Well…he didn't have an answer for that. Poor Sakurai. "I don't know." He answered sincerely.
"Seriously!" Sakurai's eyes filled with misery again "Kise, how you don't know?!"
"I…" Kise swallowed. He seriously didn't know and he couldn't care where the bastard could be, however he tried to not sound so careless "Sorry, Sakurai." He feel a bit bad for the brunette, who only was doing what the president send him to do.
Sakurai felt the ground down his feet turn sadly into sand. He felt his throat tighten and he only could hope that the president show him some compassion. He shut his eyes falling to shake the horrible pictures of his future. He couldn't help but startle when fingers wrapped in his hair. Immediately he opened his eyes to confirm that Kise's hand was on him.
"Cheer up Sakurai! Man up! It's not your fault," Kise smiled gently messing a little more the hair between his fingers. Sakurai turn to stone while his cheeks flushed red. Kise chuckled and retire his hand. He turned to the stairs not before winked reassuringly "Whatever, the fault it's only mine. Tell that to your president."
Sakurai swore he felt his heart flushing too. He turned back for another corridor. Hopefully he will maintain relaxed saying his inform to the president later. Hopefully he would not have to say it was Kise's fault.
-o-
Kise stood before the classroom's door. He looked for a while the doorknob while he struggled with his feelings. Damn. Maybe he's not inside. Maybe he falls for the stairs and broke his neck. Maybe someone shove him and he falls on the lines of the train. Maybe he stuck his throat with food and gets asphyxia. Or maybe he goes to the zoo, some crocodile was walking free and then it eats him. He shook his head. That's impossible. But he decided that thinking about possible random forms to die was better than be there stood sighing. He straightened his back and decided to let alone the struggle. That, when he heard the unmistakable voice through the door. Enough it's enough. The man is inside. I'm inescapable late. I can do nothing at this point.
"…Then you can sit – Oh. Good afternoon. Appearing late to light up our day."
Kise's breathe hitch. How he detested him. God only knew how much. And the same god only knew how much he controlled himself. How he refused to boil deep in his anger every day he was teased. His eyes rolled to one side when he cached another figure standing in front of the class. The thief… was there too. How? How in the hell he arrive sooner than him? That wasn't… fear. The thief was supposed to disappear, not to enter before him. What with the shitty smirk in those eyes?
-o-
Aomine didn't evade the inner smirk for the blond's surprised eyes. He winked to the blond. Then he returned to its nonchalantly state. Kise bit his words inside his mouth to prevent to say something not likely for an asshole professor.
"What are you doing spacing out?. Close the door. Now."
Kise half flinched. He closed a fist and stopped to be more noticeable. He closed the door and look with his eyes his usual seat near the window.
"When I said you can sit, Ryouta."
Kise stopped in his tracks frowning and look back menacing. "The class needs to continue."
"I believe that's my work. Decide if it should continue or not, Ryouta."
Kise gritted his teeth.
Don't you dare say my name.
His eyes all but screamed. Don't you dare do it. Who in the fuck give you the permission to do it. Why he's saying my name? Who rights he have over that. The pool of emotions was driving him mad angry. And as mad as he felt he intake soft breathes to don't snap and for the love of god, don't beat the damn asshole on the face.
"….But as always, you fantastically shows us how good your brains work… that's if you have… No wonder why your father left you…"
Kise trembled. Stop. Don't fall where he wants you. Don't even think about what he said. He didn't dare to name his dad. Kise fought with the reactions of his emotions. You can. Remember the song you heard the other day? Sing it in you head. You can. Come on.
"Can I sit now?" Kise say softly through his pressed lips. He wondered if his eyes were doing his job to not seem as furious as he was trying not to feel.
"No, Ryouta."
Kise bit down hard his tongue but however the snap came out.
"Then, when the fuck can I sit?"
"Watch your words, Kid."
"Like you watch yours? Sure I can."
"Watch it, Ryouta."
"I'll watch it when you damn fucking stop enjoying bother me. You think I'll stay quiet, only because you are the professor?! I will fuck not!"
"Detention," Assato exclaimed "At the end of the day. Sit."
Kise sent him a full glare of heat fury before he slammed straight into his seat. His teeth gritting hard. Detention. Again. He would gladly go to detention if at least he had beaten him full on the face. Why he didn't do that? Why he didn't?! Why Assato keep bothering him? He hadn't done nothing to him. He was sure he hadn't! He hadn't even look at him the first time the man had entered in the classroom to give his class! He only wanted to disappear right now.
Like if magic exists to help me. Right.
-o-
For Aomine, the scene that had passed just before his eyes was not something out of the normal. In fact it was a reaction completely normal from where he was. He was expecting in every moment to see the blond give in and beat the professor. Apparently the blond still had some control over his emotions. He had seen so many teachers bullying students before without a single reprimand later. He thought that here was going to be different, but it didn't seem the case. However he was accustomed and although he never was the object of the bullying –never will be- he thought that the act was despicable per se. A coward's act. He was one of those who treat you in the same way you treats him. Of course there had been poor imbeciles that had wanted to fight him and perhaps… there was once a time when he found interest to see who the best fighter was. Now it was different. There were no challenges. All were made of pure sarcastic presumptuous shit. And he had always won. Always would.
He had chosen to sit at the blond's free side for obvious reasons but more than anything to watch him. The blond irradiated rage. Waves of angriness. His body was tense. And it would be interesting to see his eyes, but the hand in his forehead didn't let him. Aomine rest back in his seat. He didn't need to see. He could picture how the blond's eyes were.
Somehow it was fun. And somehow he was expectant.
"Ryouta, please, resolves the exercise."
Kise rose his eyes and stared between his fingers on his forehead. His hazel natural color turning dark. It took all his breath to not do something stupid. His fist trembled in the table. Assato returned the stare from his desk. A very small sign of joy tugging at his lips. Kise slowly left his hand from his forehead and get up. He headed for the board and looked the exercise.
"I can't do it." Kise's voice sounded husky and awfully defying, in the silence of the class.
"Like I was saying… I don't understand how could you pass to this year? I don't know who says you were a good student…probably I heard wrong."
There was no way that that exercise could be something properly to his grade. Kise knew it. The classroom knew it. Assato knew it. There was no point in try. The times he had tried, Assato always found something wrong. Or even if the calculus was good, the professor ignored all and says it was wrong. And Assato knew, he just knew that he wasn't, couldn't, pay attention in his current state.
Kise swallowed. He wasn't a bad student. His notes were good considering that he didn't study much but he tried sometimes, for his mom and for his friends that help him sometimes. And sometimes there were professors who give him a word or two to focus in his studies for his future. Sometimes there were gentle people.
Kise looked without really seen nothing to his front. He was past beyond the emotion of angry and rage and still… still he feel… he just…
"You are an example of devotion to this class. Pay attention Ryouta. Next class I'll interrogate you. Sit."
-o-
When the bell rang a blond haired student ran out of his classroom, some students turned to look at him. Some of his class turned to other friends to talk about Assato's class. Nobody could blame the blond. Today was just another one of this days when the repugnant professor will molest his target. The gossip about the blond mixed with other ones passed for the entire school by the run of the first break. Talks and laughs could be heard in the fresh air of the morning and first take of freedom.
Yoshitaka Moriyama was not less than any student. He was talking also. He was, in fact, very distracted talking. He was in his very known state of looking out cute girls. His eyes were almost lidded in love seeing the girl with who he was talking to.
Said girl was not cute. Condemned the man who dared say that to her face. Her black eyes were the reflex of his long black hair. Her strong character was nothing to pass by. Still, Ayaka didn't know why, why she attracted so many guys, when she scared half of them. And more so, she didn't knew why someone has Moriyama could be after her. Not, when Moriyama and her had nothing on common.
She wasn't listening to Moriyama's conversation but she was polite. After all, Moriyama was kind of an old friend. And she waited the day when Moriyama will accept that. Ayaka glanced at her sides for one second when a little girl approached her. The girl looked nervous between the tall Ayaka and her tall friend but she dismissed all that taking the courage and whispering something on Ayaka's ear.
Moriyama's eyes suddenly focused on the two girls in front. He saw Ayaka murmuring something back and then the little girl hurried back with her friends.
Ayaka looked apologetic to Moriyama "I'm sorry. She knows he's your friend and well, she couldn't help the slip."
Moriyama turned to glance at his sides, taking advantage of his height he scanned over the whole population of students in the gardens. A slight frown appeared in his mouth.
"He's not here." Ayaka said calmly.
Moriyama look down remembering the little girl's words "You know where is he?"
"On the roof," she nodded
Moriyama sighed disillusioned for having to let Ayaka. For a moment the thought of leaving Kise a little more of time alone didn't sound so bad. Well, that was bullshit. Moriyama knew that he needed to go with Kise but still it was kinda hard to let go of his time with Ayaka.
"You should go, you know. That will grant you some free points with me." Ayaka said distracted looking her nails.
Moriyama's eyes became stars.
"Don't forget you said that, Ayaka!"
Ayaka rolled her eyes "Shut up and Go!" She pushed him in the back.
"Okay, Okay, I'm going!"
Ayaka shook her head. She hoped Moriyama moved damn fast those long legs. She wasn't a close friend to Kise but… the sun's light hurt a little her eyes when she gaze up, still she didn't look away. She didn't like the company that the blond was having now.
-o-
Kise was grateful when he pushed open the door and the air shocked his face. The loneliness of the roof was enough to slowly drag him to a more calm state.
His shoulders relaxed and he let the bag fall to the ground while he approached the balcony. He sank his head between his arms and looked blankly for a while the sky. The white clouds quietly flying across the air. He desired – he knew he shouldn't be thinking nonsense but – for once he desired to escape far. Not completely escape but have a long break, a space to think things over and find force to come back to his life. It wasn't the apple-pie life what he dreamed but the stability and some secure happiness to him and his mom. The only family that he has. Create a new start and new memories. Not exactly to forget the old ones, just to appease and relieve the sorrow of the last years since his dad's dead.
If Kasamatsu were here he would be surely scolding him telling him to not go depressing himself. It's not good and furthermore he was in a pretty ugly situation in his house. Not to mention that the 'ugly situation' was in his school too. And that he had witnessed Assato's normally exhibition of molest him. Kise groaned hiding his face.
Now for sure, the impression the thief could have of him had considerably lowed. That's bad. He needed to maintain the thief at bay. Not give the impression that he was… weak or soft or coward. Because he wasn't. He wasn't and if he could have one chance out of the school he would confront Assato face to face. Confront him was one of the things he wanted the most, since some time ago… but as long as Assato remained as his professor he would have to maintain pacific as much as he could. Cool his feelings.
"You are not crying, aren't you?"
Kise startled. Chocking on his thoughts he look over his shoulder.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm taking some air… watching you."
"Yeah, right. Like I'm so interesting to see."
"You aren't," Aomine agreed "But I've to have an eye on you."
"For? It's not like I'm going to run for somebody's help every time I'm alone. I'm not stupid." Kise snorted then turned to fix his eyes on the clouds. He had always thought that if some student decided to commit suicide, the roof was great to do it. Okay, that's another random thought. But really, some kind of grating would not do any bad. Although the sky… it will be a pity if he couldn't see the sky anymore…
"You are stupid." The thief murmured at the blond's side.
"Yeah, well, if I am, then why the hell do you need my help? Sure someone with your intelligence could look for someone more suitable."
"Do not patronize me."
Kise catch the hiss of warning but ignore it.
"Leave me alone"
"No."
Kise tensed still fixing his eyes in the sky "I need space."
Aomine didn't move. Kise decided to look at the tanned and make his point.
"I told you, I'm not going to go blurting out about you."
"Hn."
Kise felt a vein twitch above his eyebrow, his patience already draining "Do you… hear me? I want to be alone."
"Can you shut up for once?" Aomine asked staring at the blond.
"I don't understand," Kise snapped "I don't get it. I'm sure we had never seen before and yet you choose me. You invade my house, threat my friends, deceives my mom, enters in my school! Stole my chain! And what for? I still don't know!"
"You'll know in time." Aomine answered with an infuriating calmness.
The blond refused to not have an answer "What is it what I've to do?"
Aomine kept the stare with his black eyes but didn't answer. And after a minute he turned and slowly walked to the door. Making it clear that the blond would not receive a response. Kise didn't give up. He wasn't done yet. He headed fast for the door and blocked the way for the thief.
"For what you need my help?" Kise said decidedly.
"Move."
"No." Kise knew he was acting half childish and stubborn but he needed to know. It was his first day with the guy -yes, he knew- and for that he should be patient for the following days but he needed something. Some clue of what it was requested of him.
Aomine hided his hands in his pockets and raised an eyebrow "Now you are being more stupid of what I give you the credit for."
"Tell me." Kise snarled.
"Classes will start." Aomine made a step to pass the blond but Kise blocked him again.
"I'm not biting that."
Aomine sighed "I'm not going to fight."
"I'm not asking for that." Kise retorted. So yes, he needed his answer and if the thief wasn't going to cooperate then maybe, annoying him a little will untied his tongue. "So what? You will act now like a righteous model student. One with good composure while you're taking a glance at other's stuff, thief."
"Move." Aomine menacingly gritted.
Kise tilted his head letting a smile surface his lips "Why? I put the nail on the wound?"
Aomine advanced rapidly slamming his hands on the door, at each side of the blond. The metal cracking for the impact. Kise's senses kicked him alert promoting him to stress his body. His eyes narrowed with his usual dose of stubbornness. He looked up closing his fists against the door. All in a second.
"Now, you returned to your true arrogant self ,thief?"
"I'm reaching my limit, Kise." Aomine adverted softly, dangerously.
Kise knew it. He wanted that "Then tell me what I have to do?!"
"No, I'm not going to tell you."
"Why?" Kise couldn't help but ask with a whisper. I feel lost. Why? And again he received no answer but a damn stare! "Then, I'm going to ask you every day, every moment, every second I can!"
"Like a mosquito in my ear?" Aomine snorted.
"Very much like that, yes."
By this time Aomine's face was close to the blond's and he saw near the hazel eyes that didn't leave doubt that he indeed was going to fulfill his words. Yet, Aomine had already decided. He wasn't going to back away from what he had firmly decided.
Aomine back off sighing, his hands falling bored. This blond was reckless. No sense of danger here. Only stubbornness. Really.
"Fight me."
"What?" Kise frowned.
"Fight me," Aomine repeated "If you win I'll tell you. If not… Hmm I'll see…"he smirked.
"I'm not weak, thief." Kise snarled following the tanned. Already accepting the bet.
Aomine's anger raised drastic for a second. Thief, huh?
Throwing his right fist Kise go for the tanned's cheek. Aomine jumped back. Swift air brushing his face. Kise raised his left deciding to hit the stomach. Aomine smirked evading again the punch. Kise glared and used his leg this time. Aomine stop the kick at his neck using both his forearms. The next kick was strong but Aomine's shell was too. He evaded over and over until Kise roared from exasperation, indignation and obvious discomfort.
"Fuck! Fight with me damn it!" Kise clasped his breathe inside him. He was annoyed again. Aomine the fucking thief was making a fool of him! He wanted to ease that infuriating smirk from the tanned face like… now. Right now!
"Sorry, but you are no rival for me."
God he have no modesty at all! It's annoying!
"JERK!" Kise snapped sending a harsh kick. Aomine chuckle while he evade him again, granted him a frustrated and heated glare from his opponent. Aomine raised his hand in a second and grasped his fingers around the blond's ankle; he twisted it hard in the air. Kise feeling off balance tried not to fall but the awkward angle triumph over his will and his back slammed down. Kise panted. That hit on his back resented his spine. One more to the list. Just great. Continue like this and he will need to cheek if his backbones were alright. Hopefully he was tall enough, so he didn't need to grow taller. When he returned his pupils in its place, the shadow of the tanned made a shadow over face. He was again smirking oh so satisfied at him. He was enjoying. He knew the bastard was laughing in his insides at him.
"Now that we are clear, I want you to swallow this: You can't win in a fight against me."
Kise's lips pressed shut suppressing a growl. He turned his head to his side. How arrogant. Damn fucking Asshole.
"So, I suggest, you find another way to have me talking nice and good."
"You are… so full of yourself."Kise whispered half heartedly and soft, that Aomine for a second thought he had heard wrong. However, he didn't comment on that. Instead he disappeared for the door.
Kise lay there, feeling horrible. He had never lost two times a fight with the same person. He thought he was because he was rusty but… it's because… he couldn't.
He couldn't win.
He had lost in the past against different opponents but that was just in the first attempt. He had developed a strange unconscious capacity to see the strong and weak points of the opponent. Then he would kind of…copy it and for one or another way he eventually would win. But this… ability? Was not something he used on purpose. It was just something he couldn't control sometimes. It happened and that's it.
What bothered him more was that the thief didn't even fought him seriously. Didn't use even the half of his potential in the whole damn fight.
Kise rubbed his eyes anxious. I need to talk with Kasamatsu. I need him. He always has an answer to my questions. He should have an office to advise me.
Kise stood up and decided to go class before it was too late again. His hand was on the doorknob when the door slammed open. The pale nose finally knew what was sharp, sweet, sweet pain.
"Kise! Where ar- Kise! Hey, are you alright? What are you doing in the ground?"
Kise's head travel three times the world. Forget it. Actually, four.
"Ugh, M-Moriyama?" Kise asked husky, his eyes watering while his hands covered softly his painful bloody nose.
"Yeah, the same!" Moriyama snickered "That's blood? Crap, sorry, crap! C'mon take my arm." The black haired player offered sincerely.
Kise looked meaningfully down to his fingers with blood. Moriyama grasp the gesture. He looked a bit guilty and with shame at the blond on the ground.
"Sorry blondie." Grasping the pale arm, Moriyama obliged the blond's legs to stand up. He didn't let go of the arm. Seeing the unstable feet he decided to pass an arm for his friend's waist, supporting half of the weight for a pair of minutes. Then they walk out of the roof and for the stairs.
Kise groaned "Shit, Moriyama! I was planning to enter biology!"
"With a nosebleed?" Moriyama shook his head "Hardly."
Kise sniffed softly. Sharp pain filled him. His eyes watered again. God.
"If you broke my nose, I'm gonna kill you Moriyama!"
"Yeah, yeah," Moriyama muttered under his breath "Now be quiet, we are going with the Dr."
"Moriyama…" Kise called after a minute lolling his head onto Moriyama's shoulder.
"What?" The player asked.
"Slow down… I'm dizzy."
"Okay." Moriyama grinned shamefully. He felt Kise's head brushing his shoulder with every step. He was walking fast… but that was that cute girl's fault! That attractive brunette disappearing for the corner. Those legs. Those breast… A sensual beauty. If only the skirt was shorter…if only there was time…
"I almost can hear you, dog. Please, not now." Kise almost sobbed.
Moriyama laughed "Can't help!"
"I know." The blond half grinned.
-o-
In the infirmary, the Dr attended the blond by around twenty minutes. Apparently his nose wasn't broken, that much scolded the Dr. He was lucky but that didn't lessen the pain and the appearance his sensitive nose has. The Dr., a beautiful woman with long strawberry hair and curves to die for, was standing at his side of the bed; she was leaning to the blond scolding him for what it felt like the hundred time.
"… Kise are you damn listening?"
The blond withdraw some of his hair from his eyes. He nodded looking down at his hands; his mind was feeling clearer now with his head on the pillow, the pills and the Dr's care.
Sakura, the attractive woman, snorted and leaned forward his hands to pinch tightly the blond's cheeks. Taking him by surprise, Kise gasped "Whoah- wait! Don't do that!" he tried to retain the sudden fingers on his cheeks but the woman was nothing if not determinate.
"Don't you go spacing out with me! Just because you are cute doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on you!" Sakura pinched him with every word out of her lips. Kise blushed suddenly and open his eyes wide like if he was in shock trying to make sense of the woman's words.
"I'm not cute!" he shouted indignant.
Sakura's lips pursed in a smart smile squeezing the warm blond's skin once more, before, don't resisting any other second, she bursted in laughter "Sure you are! Since kid you had always been."
"That's bullshit." Kise pouted unconsciously, his arms crossing over his chest.
Sakura shook her head seeing how decidedly wrong the blond was "But Moriyama agree with me, isn't?" she asked to the player entering the room.
Moriyama stood there paralyzed. His eyes hazy dreaming delighted for the sight of the strawberry woman. He wasn't paying attention to his friend in the bed. He only thought he heard 'Moriyama' and 'agree' and he couldn't agree more with that voice. The world couldn't be more right "Yeah," Moriyama sighed daydreaming "Agree."
"Aghh the dog doesn't count! You know him for god's sake!" Kise sat up straight on the bed "He doesn't even know where he's right now!"
Sakura was still smiling. The blond flushing indignant.
"Anyway," Sakura became the Dr. again "You could go to your last class if you feel well enough. If not, I can arrange for you to go and rest in home, you decide."
Kise look her green eyes. He thought for a moment. It will be nice if he could go home. Spare the day in Kasamatsu's house or go home and catch some sleep. Usually he will stay in school with the company of his friends but… Moriyama was still here. That's true… but… still; there was the thing with the thief. He should wait for the tanned to finish his classes. He could do that if the memory of Assato hadn't appeared on his mind "Can I… can I really avoid classes and go home?"
Sakura's eyes gentled for the uncertainty hesitant voice of the blond. She lifts a hand to her hip "Of course. I only need to fill some reports for your state and that should be all right." She answered candid.
"And -" Kise breathed collecting himself "And… with that can I… avoid detention?" he grimaced at the last word. Sakura will become mad.
"Detention again?" The woman instantly frowned, now both his hands on her hips.
"Please… can I?" Kise evaded the tone of her voice, the look in her eyes. His fingers tensed a little over his palms.
Sakura stared for a whole minute. Kise bowed his head waiting for her answer. She finally sighed and took the path of resignation for the blond "I'll see what I can do. What professor gave you detention?"
Kise swallowed. Sakura will not like the answer.
-o-
"Are you sure?" Moriyama asked for the third time. It was the last hour. The worst for detention whatever… is that moment when you want to get out of the school to go with your friends. Or with your couple. Or to simple home. Moriyama knew that without Kasamatsu's support the thing was more unbearable to support for the blond… he could wait for him if his friend wasn't sometimes so stubborn.
"Moriyama you are making me nervous staring at me like that," Kise could feel that his friend was kind of worried for him but it wasn't necessary. He appreciated the feeling though. It was something predictable that he will end in detention. It wasn't a big deal, but after so many times receiving the same punishment he wondered if at some point it will really affect him in some matter. The Dr. did what she could to help him. He wasn't angry at her. She was gentle enough to try once more to make Kise avoid the detention hour. He could see that Sakura didn't like Assato. In fact she always becomes dead serious when the professor passed for her side. Even name the man was somehow disgusting for her. Kise couldn't blame her. He had the same feeling. Even worst.
"Moriyama?" Kise snapped his fingers in front of his friend.
"If you say you will be alright…"
"Definitely. Now you can go, really." He reassured. Moriyama wasn't so convinced yet. He kept staring at the blond without blinking. Kise tried his best smile- or the best smile he could make at the moment- and put a hand in Moriyama's shoulder "I'm not gonna be alone. There are others inside, remember?"
Moriyama surrendered "Fine, but I'll call Kasamatsu; he will keep an extra eye on you."
"From his house? Don't tell him, I'll go to see him probably so… don't tell him, he'll get too overworked for nothing." He wasn't lying. He was going to see him today or tomorrow.
Moriyama walk to the stairs, he stopped once more "I'm not promising not calling him. Take care blondie."
"Goddammit go!" So much drama for one detention. It's not the first time for god's sake. It's not like he hadn't handled people, like Assato before. Taking a soft inhale to not upset his nose he entered the designed classroom and waited for Assato.
He sat in a corner near the window. He liked those sits to glance outside and take a breath with the view. He gazed dissimulated at the others around. He knew that stare would be brusque, so he just gazed from time to time for simple curiosity. There was three more with him. One fat guy with angry face and small eyes eating his nails. The second one, skinny and short with glasses, the guy was strange. Constantly chuckling at himself for what was wrote in his notebook. Finally, the third guy. A gigantic, really gigantic guy who incessantly popped a chewing gum. Over and over.
When Assato decided to appear, the first thing that the man do was look at the clock on the wall. 3:30.
He sat and opening a book begins to read. The asshole comes late on purpose. Probably I will not see the sun outside until four. Kise sank his face between his arms and waited patiently for the hour. The sounds of nails, 'hahaha' and 'pop' kind of dragging him to a dormant state.
He was right. When Assato closed his book it was four. Kise cached his bag and turned fast out knowing the pressure at his back for Assato's stare.
Walking for the third's floor corridor he gazed across the windows to the sky. He wondered where the thief could be at this hour. He knew his home's direction. He could be there already. That caused a slight dread in the blond. The guy was mysterious. He was danger and a menace. And he wanted obviously something that he could help to gain. He didn't know the magnitude of this want, but it needed to have something… precious to him. What could it be? The thief wasn't pressuring him at all. He wasn't even asking him to do things to bother him. Not that the guy' presence wasn't a bother already. Not that the guy wasn't a thief, a completely arrogant bastard and a possible murderer. A possible murderer of him, his mom or his friends.
Kise turned to glance over his shoulder.
He saw nothing. He was sure he heard a sound. The corridor was empty. As far as he could see all the classroom's door were closed. He turned again to go down to the first floor when he heard it again. He couldn't quite classify the sound yet but it looked like someone was there. Mmm he shouldn't waste more time but… a look will not kill anyone. He walked slowly through the corridor, the glass windows passing for his side. For every rectangle of glass the sun's light pretty illuminated the floor. Kise opened softly some doors confirming that there were empty. At some moment when he turned to close one of the doors he saw a shadow disappear for the corner. His heart pulse a beat strong. He rested his body against the door. A shadow? Then, there was someone there, right? Why the person didn't came close to talk to him? Maybe it was nothing?
"Perhaps I'm imagining things." He whispered to himself. He should come back. He hadn't eaten anything since his mom's breakfast. His stomach growled at the mind's picture of food. He chuckled. "I need food." He rubbed hard his eyes to get away the image of his mind. He heard it again. Kise startled but he didn't have doubts now.
With precaution he entered another corridor on the same floor. Silence and a little breeze was what welcomed him. He glanced carefully to not miss something discarding the alarm bells annoying his thoughts. Okay, he really didn't need to go and see. Aha. But if someone was there and needed some help? It could be dangerous but he could care of himself enough. Maybe was some professor… that idea was not the best. With his poor luck it could be Assato walking for there like a ghost. He shook fast the unwelcomed thought. If there was some chance that it was Assato, he was going to regret hard the whole day. The month.
He stopped in front of the bathrooms. Oddly it seems like the sound came from here. He opened the door. The lights inside were blue. A reflex of the ceiling. He made a hesitant step inside. Apparently it was empty and all in order. He peeped more deep and saw one of the doors open at the end. He hurried to see, his ears catching a muffled moan.
"Sakurai!" Kise screamed running inside to help the brunette. Sakurai was sat on the toilet blindfolded, gagged with a ball of fabric inside his mouth, his hands useless bonded behind his back. He took a deep breath to calm his whole body and help the trembling Sakurai has fast as he could "Sakurai! Please stop! I'm Kise, please calm down, I'm going to untied you – wait!" He low the blindfold freeing Sakurai's red eyes, next, he go for the gagged ball. Kise's heart clenched when he posed his eyes on Sakurai's scared ones filled with tears. His uniform was torn, his shirt barely hanging by his shoulders. Kise couldn't help but look for the health of the brunette, taking in the scars and flushed skin in is upper chest. It was so painfully obvious what was happening here. What the brunette was going through. How frightening pale the brunette was. He hurried to get free Sakurai's wrists. More tears came out of the closed red eyes.
"Oh Sakurai I'm sorry, Shit, I'm so sorry," Kise embraced the trembling brunette, protecting the sobbing face in his chest between his arms "Sakurai, god, try to calm down please. You're not alone now, I'm here, crap, holy crap. What sick coward could do this to you?! No, no, calm, it's okay if you cry but we need to get out of here." The sobbing brunette nodded against Kise's chest. Kise look down and see the bruises in the neck. He felt anger. So much anger for what he saw. How someone could do this? It's disgusting. Rape? Sexual harassment? It's utterly disgusting. The lowest of the acts. The body was something private. Intimate. Personal. Your sanctuary. To think that rapes happen every day, every time around the world… that's… Kise didn't have the word to begin describing what he feel. It was too disgusting and painful to understand…
-o-
Sakurai… you could think Ryo Sakurai it's made of a weak character and totally easy to prank if you see him at first sight. But the fact was that the brunette through those curtains of shame and uncertainty was strong, with always a way to do what was being asked of him.
'Sorry' or any other words of apologize were just part of his personality. Not part of his physical force. Today was not different from other days. He was bullied like always and he always frankly escaped. However he didn't count with the force of three abusive guys and plus, the drugs they have. He was cleaning the school' president office to go fast to home when he was tricked for behind, drugged and blindfolded leaving him weak and vulnerable at the mercy of his attackers.
He still feels dizzy and unfocused but he was trusting with all his heart that the guy that was embracing him and whispering words of comfort was really Kise Ryouta. He was fighting his sobbing to say something. Talk of what happened. Those guys were all over him and suddenly they were gone. It felt like years since that happen but it could be minutes, seconds, since he was left alone. He feel dread overwhelming him, he suddenly need to talk. He suddenly needed to say something to Kise. He tried to get free but Kise tensed his arms around him in what he thought was a more comforting manner. Sakurai sobbed and he raised his arms to shakily grab the back of Kise's t-shirt. He started to pull him back getting the recognition of what he wanted from the blond. Sakurai look up and breathed in that gentle worried smile in that face. Then he freaked out.
-o-
Kise was focus in his embrace to calm Sakurai when he felt the grab and then the pull at his t-shirt. Finally the brunette was starting to calm down. He carefully backed a little and let Sakurai look up at him. In a reassuring way he sketches a slight smile. Sakurai's eyes brighten a little when the expression changed drastically and Kise felt a full blow across the back of his head.
For an instant all went black for the pain. He stumbled backwards feeling something roughly pulling him back. He tried to raise his hands and touch his head to less the blackness but he felt restricted to do so. When he half opened his eyes the image of Sakurai scared expression was blocked and instead he find himself looking at a guy he had never seen.
"We weren't expecting more guests today; we can't refuse though if you join us to the party."
Kise's insides growled. He lean forward trying to hit the man with his head but he was deadly gripped from behind. What he thought was a wall, was another guy smirking nasty at him.
"Easy sweetie. You don't want to hurt that delicate nose."
"I rather be dead before go easy on some scum like you." Kise snarled with scorn running through his veins.
He received a punch on his stomach. Kise coughed but glared up at the guy.
"Still acting smart? You don't have a chance against us. Neither the idiot back there."
Kise heard the sob in the air and felt his intestines yelling.
"Let him the fuck alone! You bastard! Why don't you free me and let me show you how sweet I am!"
This time the hit was directed at his cheek, blood raised inside his mouth. Kise growled and spat the blood straight to the guy's face. The guy cleaned his eyes and pressed his lips in fury kicking Kise between his tights and sending another blow to his face, this time, near his nose.
Kise trembled, his body hissing for the palpating pain that seemed to have its own life. For a moment he stood blank enduring and fighting not to whine.
That… hurt. Fucking hurt.
Another kick was settled inside his tights returning him to reality again. He catched his breathe almost too fast "…Fuck."
"Yeah, that's we're going to do, babe."
Kise closed his hands in fists. He was totally secured from behind. He needed a solution now. He was going to find one. He could not let those bastards get his way with him and Sakurai. No way in the fucking hell.
When he rolled his eyes to one side he focused in the figure of the brunette. He was glue to the wall struggling to get free from the third guy.
"NO! Let him alone! Damn asshole, let him!" Kise shouted with anger and fear. All mixed at the same time.
The only guy who had talked -possibly the leader- didn't heard Kise. His eyes were roaming the pale body presented in front of him. Hands lifted up and touched skin over the neck.
Kise jerked harsh to the sides "Son of a bitch. What the fuck you think you're doing?"
"You like to swear like a whore don't you?"
"You say it for yourself?" Kise chuckled.
The guy ground his teeth and yanked Kise's hair. The blond narrowed his eyes for the harsh pull and the awkward angle that he was dragged to. His face was close to the guy. He could felt his horrible breath. That and the hand opening his belt.
"Get the fuck away!" he shouted desperate, struggling to free some part of his body. He knew that he could free his legs. It was too much from the guy behind him to keep secured both his arms and legs. At seconds he feel the guy panting form behind and that's when Kise kicked to his front and reached the guy's guts. Instantly the guy curved for the pain leaving Kise's hair. The blond reacting fast keep kicking back and front. Apparently it was working because the second guy started to pant more and then shouted breathlessly.
"Fuck! Jasper stop to whine and help me!"
Jasper straightened and panting for the remaining pain in his guts, close his hand in a fist and punched Kise in the right cheek. Later Jasper attacked the other. Kise almost fall unconscious.
Barely he felt his pants going down his knees. True fear for the first time clenched his heart. He swallowed the blood in his mouth as he could and forced his eyes to open. He see Jasper quitting fast his own belt and pants, the sweat on his face. Then it settled in Kise that he was going to be raped. And he couldn't do nothing to detain this. That was it. He shut his eyes. He felt the budge rubbing at his underwear, the panting in his ear. He felt lost. He whimpered when his underwear was rolling down. Please, not like this, please. Help.
"Jasper! Watch it!"
Kise open one eye shocked.
-o-
Jasper found himself confused punched to the floor with his pants down and his jaw severely in pain.
"You like to rape boys don't you?" Aomine spat slammed a hit on Jasper's cheek "Answer me. You like to fuck so much to rape?" he hit again.
"It's not your fucking problem! Jealous or what?!" Japer yelled demanding his muscles to work up and beat the shit out of the bastard. Aomine hit twice Jasper's face.
"You should fuck with my friends. But I don't think they want to dirt their dicks with trash like you."
Jasper laughed with fear in his features "If you wanted so much that whore you just only have to ask!"
Aomine turned and locked his eyes with the hazel ones. He saw the blond's face. The swallowing pain passing for his throat. Aomine glared down to Jasper "You are so dead."
Jasper gasped. One second later, the living shit was going out of him. Literally.
He heard the sounds of the fight. Aomine was on Jasper punching him restless, that when the third guy who was with Sakurai appeared to join the same line of Jasper. Aomine was not being easy with them.
Kise swallowed again. He didn't know from where he got the forces but noticing that the grasp at his arms and legs was getting soft every time, he impulse his head back to crash onto the guy's face, which was taken by surprise. The guy cried in pain. Kise seeing the opportunity, jumped to the front freeing himself. Fast he rearranged his underwear and pants in time to evade the hit on his back. Kise's senses become more alert besides his state. The thief was doing well with the others two. Eyeing the corner he saw some metal object in the floor. He jumped to grab it. The guy jumped with him. But- oh- Kise was angry. The fear he felt before was overwhelmed by the sentiment of revenge. He didn't feel the punch at his chest; he grabbed the metal and retorted the punch to the guy's face. The guy fell to the floor. Kise punch him again and blood ran between the guy's hairs. Kise panted stopping his arms to punch again. It's over.
He stepped back until his back touched the wall. The metal fell from his hands. His breath increased gazing the drops of blood staining the floor. In some part of his mind he knew they were only drops, not torrents of blood, but the fight wasn't making sense after some seconds… it was too much for him to bear again… to try to calm once more in the same day… Sakurai was crying.
Kise rubbed his eyes violently besides the pain in his face. His daze state needed to go. He leaned heavily onto the wall trying to not be lost into his nightmare.
-o-
Aomine stood up cleaning his hands in his pants. He looked down unmoved. He had give a good lesson to the two parasites unconscious on the floor. Of course he didn't kill them. They didn't worth that. But he makes sure that they got the hint to not dare to do the same thing anymore. To anyone.
"Scum." He kicked once more Jasper's leg when he heard the cry of the brunette sitting on the floor. The cries were echoing the entire bathroom. The poor thing was a total mess.
"Hey you. Stop crying."
Sakurai broke in more uncontrollable sobs.
"You're a man, aren't you? Stood strong, you only will receive pity from others and more possible abuse if you don't."Aomine stare at the brunette.
Sakurai look up at him through his tears. He clenched his eyes and trembling he stood up with difficulty. With shame he raised his t-shirt and slowly started buttoned what was left "S-s-sorry, but I- I d-don't know how… how become more s-strong."
A painful silence fell in the air. And Sakurai become afraid that maybe he had said something wrong. That he had annoyed the tanned in front of him. Afterall… he was always a burden to all… why not messed up things more, make another mistake with which it seemed was trying to help him. Well, kind of trying.
"Begin with stop crying."
Sakurai's eyes raised up. Some more tears slipped from his cheeks but he didn't care. He nodded. He understood "S-sorry… th-thanks!"
"And stop apologizing." Aomine's voice glared.
"Yes!" Sakurai jumped up nodding and cleaning frantically his face.
Aomine sighed and turned in look of the blond. His eyes wandered for the area until he finds him near the door. He arched an eyebrow and stopped his steps.
"Blondie?"
Kise struggled to return to reality and focus. His eyes didn't seem to heard his command. They didn't obey to quit looking the red color in the floor. And Kise felt stupid. Felt like a retard for freaking out so much for some drops of blood. For how his mind likes to associate blood with supernatural fear. For how it turned against him and how it controls him sometimes... sometimes when he was weak of mind.
Why pale hands keep appearing clobbered with blood and curving to touch his body in the pure darkness. Hands without owner. Kise groaned and shook his head against the wall. He froze when one of those hands repose on his shoulder. White, almost comically surreal to be true. He feared he would scream in any moment if the hand attacked him.
"K- Kise?" Sakurai asked in alarm getting close to the tanned and the blond. Kise's eyes were blank. With a shadow in their pupils totally out of the place. Like he was in another place. It was… it was like the blond was in some kind of shock.
Is he in some traumatic shock?
Aomine couldn't help but thought that. He had read sometime about people with those kind of problems and fears… and the blond was showing some symptoms. If he wasn't in shock, he was getting there. Or maybe he was too lost in his world of thoughts to come back to earth.
Aomine placed his other hand on Kise's forehead "Hey… wake up."
Kise's breath hitched. He blinked a few times, his eyes returning slowly to the healthy hazel color that normally dressed the blond's face.
"Wake up… you're freaking you're poor friend here."
Kise finally managed to collect himself and return. Tired he looked into the thief's eyes. He… didn't know why he was staring but he didn't even have the strength to coax his eyes to look to another side. His nose, his face and body were starting to yell at him. Oh well. It couldn't be helped. It's too bad. When one return from the blank state, everything return with your conscience. There is no prize for falling in that state. Relaxing his breath and his fists, he softly breaks the stare and low his eyes to meet Sakurai's anxious ones.
"Are – are you alright?" Kise asked lowly. His voice husky.
Sakurai's eyes brightened "Y- yeah! As fine as I can do!"
Kise sighed all his preoccupation out in relief. His eyes closing with the action. He was so tired.
Aomine removed his hand. Kise feeling the strange emptiness in his forehead reopened his eyes looking for an explanation.
"We need to go blondie."
Kise frowned, and then nodded quietly. He straightened with the wall's help to put more weight on his feet. After some intents he felt more confidence to walk without any help.
"Sure you don't need help?"
Kise looked up fast. He just had thought about that.
"I can walk fine." He answered promptly glancing at the hand still on his shoulder.
Aomine lifted his hand in a gesture of defense or whatever, but with a then-stop-leaning-casually-onto-the-wall-look.
Kise frowned putting a not friendly look. He was going to walk alone. Thank you.
Aomine only turned to follow Sakurai out of the bathroom.
-o-
"Kise-kun… I want you to know that I'm really thankful for what you did," Sakurai bowed his head in a sign of respect.
After they came out of the school's gates, they walked in silence for a long time, enjoying the common noises and voices of the people and the streets. The sun was every time more pale, more orange like every day at the end of his journey.
They walked until they pass for one of the subway's entrance. Sakurai spoke breaking the comfortable silence they were into. Kise was the first to turn surprised for the determinate voice on the brunette.
"If you hadn't entered in that bathroom… If you hadn't found me… I probably – I don't know even want to think in that, b-but… thank you. Thank you so much. And- and to you too."
That you turned to nod to Sakurai. Kise throw a glance over his shoulder to the thief.
"Whatever,"
Kise turned to see Sakurai.
"I hope… I believe that there will not be a next time. I'll become more firm… I don't want this to happen again."
Kise smiled "Sakurai you're being so serious! Why?" the blond messed the brunette's hair. Sakurai stumbled back blushing.
"I – I –I !"
"You don't have to be so formal!" Kise grinned hiding his hand in his pocket "I'm sure you're strong enough. Let's forget about this and plan something for other day with the guys, alright?"
"O- okay… uh, I should get going then!"
Kise smiled again and waved his hand to the brunette disappearing into the subway. When he turned to look at the thief he stared into his black eyes. But not with defiance or any disagreeable feeling "This is the moment when I should say thank you…"
"…"
"…"
"You're welcome."
Kise tilt his head, his eyes filling with curiosity "How… how did you know I was in that bathroom? I mean… I'm sure I checked well the corridors and there were all empty."
Aomine shrugged "I told you I had an eye on you, didn't I?"
Kise scratched his hair "Yeah, but… I was on detention 'till four... I thought you were gone."
"To your house without you?"
"Well… not exactly my house. I don't know. To whatever place. I didn't saw you around."
"The fact that you didn't see me doesn't mean I wasn't near you." Aomine crooked a smile that Kise disliked very much.
Kise stopped to scratch his hair "Arrogant thief." he snorted and turned to walk for another street.
Only to find his way blocked.
"I have a name." Aomine growled.
"No. Really?" Kise half snapped.
Aomine glared "From now on you will call me for my name."
Kise pressed his lips. The glare and the tone of voice was the most unwelcomed for the blond. Beyond that he didn't like to be commanded, he liked to be treated well. But that could only be impossible, right? With the actual circumstances… what was he waiting for? The guy was too arrogant. Ego of the size of the world. Kise chose to pass the guy but the thief blocked him anyway.
"We are in the middle of the street, you know?" Kise sighed, feeling his face aching. How was is face now? Purple and like shit. Sure.
"Like if I care." Aomine wild more his crooked smile.
"I don't recall promising that I'll say y -"
"I win."Aomine cut off.
"Excuse me?"
"I win, so say it." Aomine took a step forward.
"…What?" Kise stammered processing the words. Win? What could that possible mean? He's looking at me like he mean it. What he win…? I don't under-this morning!
"… It's about this morning?" Kise asked in disbelieve but with nothing more in his mind. It should be for the fight that at this point he didn't remember. It seemed like a lifetime had passed since then.
"Say it blondie." Aomine grinned.
Kise arched an eyebrow. Really? He's gonna lost his chance to ask me something else… more suited? I don't know "Hey, I don't like neither that you call me blondie." Kise scolded.
"I'm waiting." Aomine buried his stare in Kise's eyes.
Kise looked away "Fine. It's not big deal."
"It's not." Aomine agree fast with such a smile on his lips.
"Aomine."
"What?"
"Kise returned his eyes exasperated "Aomine!" He say loud this time.
"There you say it." Aomine satisfied voice said. A look of 'good boy' in his eyes.
"Yeah. Now, I've to go. If you excuse me, Aomine."
Kise couldn't help the promptly resentment at Aomine. Fuck. The guy didn't need to show how much he enjoyed all this! Kise mean to go, now. Not Aomine or someone else's was going to stop him. But no. He was stopped again. Fuck.
"Now what?" Kise spat getting angry. Turning to free his arm from the grasp.
"That's what I should ask. Your house it's not in that way." Aomine answer clearly making his point by tighting his grasp on the arm.
"That's because I'm not going home, genius." He snickered.
"Where?"
"Not your business."Kise glared.
"So you want me to go with your mom without you? Really?"
Kise groaned frustrated "No, of course not! I mean… can't you… you can…" he took deep breath thinking in a way to formulate his words without getting in another fight "I need to see someone. I… I can't go to my house right now."
Aomine didn't swallow that "And you pretend that I'll stay around until you came? Good try. Besides I'm sure that person still needs to rest in peace. Isn't it?"
"I'm not –" Kise cut himself off. Shit. He knows? He knows who I'm going to see? I'm so obvious? That's impossible. I know that he needs to rest for at least a week but… I need to see him. I'm not totally fine yet… I need to really see him… Shit.
Aomine felt the trembling passing to his fingers. He didn't understand why the blond needed to see so urgently that loser. Really. It wasn't enough today's events? Not that he care. But, he himself wanted some peace. Make some calls. But that later. First of all, he needed to sleep. Definitely, sleep, sounded too good to let it pass.
"We're going to your house now." Aomine exclaimed before dragging decidedly the blond with him down the street.
"Wha- Wait!" Kise tried to retain his feet on the ground against Aomine's fast tracks. The street, the people were passing too fast at his sides "Stop! Stop it!" he felt his breath growing to pantings. His heartbeat increasing his pulse in his neck. I need to see Kasamatsu! Shit. No. I can't… I can't return home yet!. He tried to struggle his arm free, trying hard to not fall in some kind of hole. He didn't care how people were throwing glances at him or the tanned. He just wanted him to stop. Inwardly that was getting Aomine annoyed.
Shit. If… if only he wasn't so drained. Tired to fight. His body did was in pain.
"Stop…" Kise muttered resigned. He bit his lip not getting any response. Not gaining a break to breathe deeply. He glared with all his forces Aomine's back. He couldn't believe what he was being forced to say.
"Stop… Aomine."
Surprisingly Aomine do so. He stopped and turned his body to face Kise. The pale arm securely in his grip. Kise was still glaring, but Aomine was glaring more waiting for the blond to talk again.
Kise sighed taking advantage of the moment to repose his legs a bit "You…" he cleared his throat "You can go with me if you want." He tried not to sound defeated but that didn't work too well in Kise's ears.
Aomine raised an eyebrow "I thought you were going to say please."
"Oh, come on! I said enough!" Kise exclaimed trying to not glare.
"S' Okay," Aomine smile funny "Then we will go."
Kise breathed in relief. He could see Kasamatsu today. That was just fine. Thank god.
Aomine saw the relief written all over the blond's face. He tugged at his arm softly but firm enough to drag the spaced out blond to earth. Seriously, the blond spaced out everywhere.
Kise cleared his throat and pointed to the opposite street "Well… It's in that way."
"We are going to go walking?"
"Yeah, I've preferred that." Kise gazed at Aomine, then his arm, but the tanned was not making any move to free him "And… about my arm?" he asked softly.
"What about that?" Aomine started to walk.
"We are going to walk like this?" Kise asked not believing his luck.
"Yes."
"I want my arm. Thank you very much." Kise's voice hitched.
Aomine glared "Not now." He didn't let doubt about his answer. Not now or we're going straight to your house.
"Okay." Kise gritted his teeth. Bastard.
"Okay."