31 Days of AoKasa

Day Nine: Immortality

Aomine is an immortal who meets a special human.

Being immortal proved to be a sad life.

Of course, Aomine thought it was so cool at first but he quickly came to realize that it was one of the most lonely things ever. With a body that never aged or let him die, Aomine was convinced he would soon be the last living human, or whatever he was, to exist. It was a fear at first but over the dozens of hundreds of years that passed, it became a truth to him. A truth which he gradually came to accept.

Now in the twenty-first century, Aomine is plagued by nightmares. Haunting and teasing, making him wish that death could be his only salvation. His desire for death to take him disappeared the day he met Kasamatsu Yukio.

Aomine walked down the dimly lit street, his dark blue orbs glued to the ground. He turned down a dark alleyway since it served as a shortcut to his home. The tanned immortal came to a stop when he heard a glass-shattering sound. He froze but quickly noticed that a group of drunk idiots were harassing some other guy.

The blue haired male considered turning away and taking the longer route home but the moment he made eye contact with the one getting attacked, made him feel an odd twinge in his heart. Aomine sighed and rubbed the back of his head with his newest decision. His eyes narrowed into dangerous slits as he then charged at the nearest guy.

After the fight was over, Aomine could already feel his wounds began to heal. He glanced down at the shorter male, wondering why he even bothered to help him. Aomine crouched down next to the teen, eyeing him carefully. "Are you okay?" He asked.

The high school student stared at him warily before he gave a faint nod of his head. "I'm fine," He assured, "Are you–" The steel-blue eyed male faltered, his eyes widening in shock.

Aomine raised his eyebrow in confusion. He followed the kid's gaze and immediately noticed a deep cut on his leg. Dark red blood oozed out, staining his pants and the ground, as well. "Huh?" Aomine uttered dumbly.

"You're bleeding..." The raven head mumbled, a worried look crossing his face. "One of those bastards must have pulled a blade on you." He informed hesitantly.

"I-... Uh, yeah." Aomine's vision swam and suddenly he was on the ground. His world went dark everything went dead silent.

When he woke up, Aomine slowly took in his surroundings. He noticed that he was somewhere unfamiliar to him and it made him panic for a brief second. The past events flashed in his mind and Aomine relaxed, somewhat. He groaned softly from the spike of pain in his leg and reached up to rub at his eyes groggily. "What happened?" He croaked.

Aomine did not receive a response which meant that he was alone. The blue eyed male grimaced as he pushed himself up into a sitting position. He took in his surroundings and still had no idea where he was.

The room he was in appeared to be someone's bedroom. It was neat and tidy, with not very much furniture. Aomine made a move to get up from the bed but the moment he moved his leg, a sharp pain shot up and halted his movements. Aomine gasped and leaned forward, grinding his teeth together from the pain he felt.

As if on cue, the guy he helped from before came into the room. He looked startled to see Aomine up but his expression slowly turned into something like relief. He cracked a small smile, "You're awake." He said.

"I wanted to bring you to a hospital but you didn't have any sort of identification, or anything really, on you. Then I felt that this would be the best course of action, so..." The raven haired teenager trailed off as he took a seat on the bed. He gently pushed Aomine back down.

The immortal only went with the flow because of the pain. Aomine grimaced as the kid moved his bandaged leg in order to get a better look at it. Aomine had to ask, "Did you do this?" He motioned to the bandages.

"Yes," The teen looked into Aomine's royal blue orbs before settling his gaze back on his wound. "By the way, you're at my apartment." The shorter male stated.

"Oh." Aomine mumbled. "Wait, what about your parents?"

The raven haired teenager blinked before he rolled his eyes. "I live alone."

"Really?" Aomine looked surprised. "You're allowed to live on your own at such a young age?"

The steel-blue eyed teen sputtered. He quickly looked annoyed, "I- I'm not a little kid! I'm nearly twenty years old!" He wore a flush of embarrassment on his cheeks, painted over angered features.

"Really?" Aomine asked again, "I thought you were, like, maybe sixteen years old?" He mused quietly.

"I'm not!" The young adult snapped. He pushed Aomine's leg away, causing the blue haired male to yelp in pain. The raven head faltered, his crossed arms falling to his lap. "... Sorry." He apologized, albeit hesitantly.

"It's fine," Aomine grumbled. "So what's your name anyway?"

The one who helped him gave him a glance before he tore his gaze away. "It's Kasamatsu Yukio."

"I'm Aomine Daiki." Aomine introduced himself, trying to ignore the fluttering of his heart. He glanced at his leg and suddenly realized that it was not healing as his other smaller cuts and bruises had. He pursed his lips and slowly looked back at Kasamatsu. "I guess I should thank you for helping me, so... Thanks."

Kasamatsu shot him a look, feeling somewhat sheepish suddenly. "I was just repaying the favour." The raven haired teenager whispered as he rubbed his arm awkwardly. Kasamatsu turned away from Aomine, chewing on his bottom lip. "You're smaller wounds seemed to vanish as if they were never there to begin with..." He mumbled.

Aomine froze. "I don't know what you're talking about. I really don't think–"

"Don't lie to me. I watched as the cut on your cheek healed itself and vanish while you were passed out." Kasamatsu told him, arms crossed once again.

Aomine stared down at his lap. "Fine. I'll tell you," He decided, "But you aren't going to believe me." Aomine sighed, already seeing how this was bound to go.

"I'm immortal." Aomine started. He avoided eye contact with the shorter male, not wanting to see the expression of disbelief on his face. Or worse, judgment. He continued, "I don't know how or why, but I just am." Aomine shook his head.

Kasamatsu stared at him as he absorbed all the information. He finally spoke, quiet at first, "You're right." He said. "I honestly do find it hard to believe. But what I saw was proof." The steel-blue eyed teenager turned away. "Not to mention, I feel like I want to believe you, so much that it actually hurts me to even think otherwise..." Kasamatsu gripped his shirt over his heart, his cheeks blooming red.

Aomine thought about Kasamatsu's words, wanting to ignore the fact that they made him feel joy on the inside. He scratched his cheek, "I feel a strange connection to you." He admitted, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Well it's not like you're in any hurry to leave, right?" Kasamatsu motioned to the bandaged wound on Aomine's leg. He avoided Aomine's royal blue eyes as he added, "I- I don't mind if you stay here for a few days and finish healing."

Aomine followed his gaze, a soft smile on his face, "Okay." He agreed. The dark skinned male wondered if he would be able to figure out what was happening to him as long as he stayed near the teenager. It seemed as if being close to Kasamatsu made him more normal than usual, and Aomine wanted to test his theory.