Title: Art Appeal
Story: Set in an AU where there's no GoM and Kagami and Aomine go to university in America. Both of them get stuck taking an art course where they meet someone interesting and learn about more than just art.
Disclaimer: *I DO NOT OWN KUROKO NO BASKET OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS* Although I wish I did :'(
Hi everyone! Sorry for the late update, school has been uber crazy and March was nothing but madness! (no pun intended lol). My best friend visited from Florida and we saw Kyary Pamyu Pamyu in NYC which was amazing! And then I went to my first Anime Boston which was insane! There were so many people there and so many Shingeki no Kyojin cosplayers all in spirit of the dub premiere that if any Titan were to attack, we would all have been safe!
In reply to Guests who reviewed:
Aya: Thank you so much for the compliment and thank you for respecting my decision! I understand your decision as well, and I hope you find an even better AoKiKaga fic that meets your expectations :D
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Anyways this chapter is a little short, but it's setting the path for more to come, and as always thank you all who took the time to review! I know the last chapter upset a few people, and I apologize for any sadness I may have caused, but I still stand by my decision and I hope you all will stick around to see where things go (If not that's fine too).
Chapter 9: True Form
Kagami's mind went completely blank, unable to process the crippling confession he had just heard moments ago. He stared at the model, whose eyes mirrored his own; both pairs wide with shock and pain. The corners of the blonde's cat-like eyes were glistening with tears and Kagami found himself wishing he could run for miles upon miles and never have to see those beautiful eyes again.
The red head quickly stood from the cot and sprinted towards the door, ignoring the outstretched fingers that reached for his arm and the sad voice that called his name.
His only concern was escape. Escape from those golden eyes. Escape from those soft lips. Escape from that joyful laugh. Escape from everything.
He had made it outside to the school courtyard, but in his current state of desperation he had failed to notice the heavy foot steps behind him, and practically fell to the ground when a rough hand laid a firm grip upon his shoulder.
"Hey where are you going?"
The deep baritone voice was radiant heavy with concern and confusion. It was the last voice Kagami wanted to hear at the moment, and in order to control his growing rage and frustration, he kept his back towards the looming figure behind him.
"Let me go." He growled through gritted teeth.
He felt the grip on his shoulder soften a bit at his uncharacteristic behavior, but then return with even more force than before.
"What the hell is wrong with - ?"
Kagami's knuckles throbbed from the amount of pressure exerted upon them from making contact with the blunette's face. A quick tinge of regret had him standing in shock for a split second, before his legs once again took control over his body, and had him running away from it all.
What is wrong with me?
He didn't give himself the time to think the answer through, not stopping till he reached the seclusion of his small apartment and locked the door securely behind him, falling to the ground completely breathless.
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"Kagamicchi, wait!"
Although Kise was quite fit from maintaining his modeling figure, he was no match for the speedy red head.
He had finally made his way out onto the courtyard and caught a glimpse of the fiery locks when a sight of blue came into the mixture.
Kise stopped mid-way, thinking about his previous confession in the nurse's office.
I'm in love with Aominecchi.
The reality of it made his heart flutter.
Wait, should I tell him?
No he doesn't have to know.
But I kind of want him to know.
What if he -
Kise was suddenly ripped from his inner ramblings when he heard the heavy impact of Kagami's fist making contact with Aomine's face.
All the air seemed to leave his body and his chest was a jumble of conflicting emotions. Pain. Anger. Sadness. Confusion. Nothing made sense at the moment and he was at a loss of what to do.
It wasn't until Kagami broke out into his record breaking run again, that Kise's own legs began to move in the direction of the floored bluenette and his boisterous slew of profanities.
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"Ah man whath the fuck is wrongth with that thlittle prick!"
Kise tried hard to maintain a straight face, but the puffiness of Aomine's swollen cheek, along with his slight lisp, was making it very, very, hard.
Aomine noticed the blonde's struggle and rolled his eyes in frustration and embarrassment.
"Haha ok, ok, I'm sorry Aominecchi but you should hear yourself right now!"
They were now in the nurse's office, except this time it was Aomine who was laid upon the small cot.
This is where the whole thing started. Kise thought to himself.
Aomine sensed the sullen atmosphere surrounding the blonde and decided to speak up.
"Isth something wrong?"
The question made the model's eyes alight with amusement and another melodious chuckle bubbled up from within his chest.
Although Aomine usually detested being laughed at, he figured it was worth it as long as the blonde was no longer sad.
"Haha it's nothing. Oh hey! I know what we should do?"
Aomine quirked one eyebrow up in question, cause there was no way in hell he was gonna talk again.
"We should get some ice cream! It will make you feel better, plus the cold might help with the swelling."
The blunette grunted his agreement and got up from the cot to stretch.
Kise thanked the nurse for all her help that day, and they both exited the building. They walked side by side in a steady rhythm and Kise liked the feeling of being so casually close to the ace.
Aomine looked down at Kise from the side, enjoying the blonde's quiet company, when he noticed a smirk form upon his angelic face.
"By the way Aominecchi, don't worry I'll order your ice cream for you."
And another song of laughter erupted.
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Kagami couldn't remember how long he sat there.
He didn't feel like doing much of anything, and just continued to play the afternoons events in his head, over and over and over again. Each time made him feel more miserable than the last.
He had confessed to Kise.
He had kissed Kise.
He got rejected by Kise.
Kise loves Aomine.
Aomine is his best friend.
He punched his best friend.
The world was mocking him and he couldn't do anything about it.
He sighed and reluctantly got up from his space on the floor and walked over to his couch.
There on the coffee table in front of him was the picture of Kise he had drawn just a few days ago, and the mere image of the blonde angel tore through his chest like a thousand piercing daggers.
How could he have been so naïve? Kise was no angel. He was nothing but the devil basked in false light.
The deranged thought settled well with him and before he knew it he had turned his sketch book to a new page and began to draw.
Kagami drew for what felt like hours, not stopping until he felt satisfied.
At about one o' clock in the morning he finally put the sketch book and his colors down. He flexed his hands muscles to make sure they still worked, and glanced apprehensively at his creation.
Kise was once again the main subject, except this time there was no peace or contentment or tranquility whatsoever.
There was fire. Scorching red and orange flames that looked hot to the touch and stretched to the skies. Amongst the fierce blaze was Kise all decked out in black in a form fitting one piece. He had on high healed leather boots that strung up to his thighs and matching black polish adorning his nails. He had an almost evil smile on his face, displaying sharp like fangs, ready and waiting for blood.
This was the true Kise.
And for the first time in a long time, Kagami cried.
A/N: Thanks again for all the support and feel free to tell me what you all think!