Chapter Ten

"Well, well, Aomine. I didn't expect you to do so well for yourself so soon," a voice purred from the hallway. "May I come in?"

"No."

"Yes."

Both the boys had answered at the same time, and it caused some confusion and discomfort to flash between the two as they looked at each other to figure out exactly what to do. Kuroko didn't want Aomine to hurt, but he did want to know who this guy was and what he was doing here. Aomine simply didn't want Kuroko to know about this portion of his past this soon. Preferably not at all.

"While you two are figuring out exactly what to do, why don't we just assume you invited me graciously into your home," the figure said as she brushed past Kuroko. What the fuck is she doing here Aomine thought as he glared at her figure moving through Kuroko's apartment.

Kuroko only watched her with that same expressionless face. He was more curious than anything to find out who exactly this young woman was to Aomine. After all, he knew nothing about Aomine's past romantic life, which meant this might just be a puzzle piece to Aomine's character. "Was I interrupting anything, Daiki? Because it looks like you have a lot to Explain to your boytoy here 'cause he looks like he has no clue who I am, does he?" Whomever she is, she's actually kinda rude. And who the fuck is she calling a boytoy? Kuroko was frowning at that; no one had ever called him a boytoy that before. Whatever the fuck that is.

"Well, you were never that important to me then, so why would I bring you up in conversation with someone I actually care about when there are more interesting things to discuss than you, like, perhaps, …. I don't know? Whether or not socioeconomics actually plays a role in the way that novelists decide their writing material." Kuroko blinked while Aomine spoke. There was so much animosity in his voice, like he actually wished this person would boil in a vat of acid or get hit by the nearest Mac Truck. … And did Aomine actually find that topic of conversation interesting? Because there was no way in hell that Aomine was ever going to get him to discuss that.

"I didn't know you could read, Daiki," the woman smiled at him condescendingly.

"Quit calling me that!"

"Calling you what? Daiki? But you asked me to call you that." She continued to smile at him; the more frustrated he got the wider her smile became.

Before Aomine could make a retort, Kuroko turned to the woman, "Who are you, and why are you in my apartment?"

"I'm here to see my Daiki, and I think I'll let him explain to you who I am." She folded her arms across her endowed chest and crossed one long leg over her knee; the picture of photo-shopped womanhood sitting right there in the gayest living room on the block. It almost made Kuroko laugh. He had never had anyone who any straight guy would consider attractive sit in his living room . . . Well, that's if you don't include Momoi.

"She's one of my friend's exes. He set me up with her so that we could go on double dates. Unfortunately. This… person didn't seem to get that my friend wanted nothing to do with her anymore, but she has a habit of not being able to move on. She used me for months to keep tabs on my friend and fuck up with relationship with another person and the person after that. Is that what you're here for? To fuck up my relationship with Kuroko, too?" Aomine's attitude was getting worse the longer he kept talking. Kuroko didn't know who this woman was since Aomine obviously didn't want to say her name, but whomever she was she needed to get out of this apartment right now.

"Aww, come on, Daiki. I wasn't that bad." She got up off the coach and walked slowly over to Aomine. Reaching her hand out to place it on his chest she purred, "If I recall, you and I had some fun together." Before she could actually put her hands on Aomine, Kuroko stepped quickly between the two, shocking her. "Don't you touch, My Aomine. And you get out of my apartment now." She spluttered for a response while looking between the two. Kuroko and Aomine were in sync, glaring at the offending woman's presence. Gritting her teeth, she turned on her heel and started to walk out of the apartment. But before she left…

"By the way, Daiki, I just wanted to let you know I'd be in town for a couple of days or so. I'm not sure. It all depends on how I'm feeling about this… situation we're in. Have a nice day you two." She smiled at them as she shut the door behind her.

Just as Aomine had let out his breath in relief Kuroko turned to him.

"You have some explaining to do."

Author's Note: Sorry, not sorry (?) for the cliff hanger. Have fun?

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