Bullets

Mafia AU. Aomine starts an argument over something stupid with Kasamatsu, and Kasamatsu ends up getting injured.

A flurry of bullets zoomed past him, hitting old, wooden crates that broke from the impact and sent shards of splinters flying in every direction. Aomine dodged the bullets easily, like a force of habit. The body in his arms however made it just a tad more difficult because he not only needed to watch out for himself, but the body in his arms as well.

Aomine gripped the body closer to his chest, his breath catching in his throat as a guy ran out from a wooden crate in front of him, a sword raised high in the air. It came down swiftly in a vicious arc, Aomine having barely enough time to dully dodge the sudden swipe of bloodied metal. The dark skinned teenager rolled, holding the body of his partner closer to him. He smacked into another crate and quickly managed to maneuver behind it, pulling the body with him.

Aomine reached for the gun he kept strapped to his waist, hidden beneath the jacket he wore and tensed briefly before craning his neck around the corner to peer at the man with the sword. He aimed his gun with ease and pulled the trigger, the sound echoing loudly in the warehouse as the body fell to the ground. Aomine kept silent, listening. He didn't hear anyone else, so he took that moment to look down at his fallen partner, staring at the blood which still oozed out of the bullet wound on his side.

"Kasamatsu…" Aomine whispered his partner's name, sneering at the weakness he felt inside of him. "This wasn't supposed to-… It's my entire fault." Aomine fell silent, tensing the moment he heard a set of footsteps approaching. Aomine cocked his gun and sprang out, shooting their attacker in the head. He spun and hid behind another crate, holding his gun close as another guy came running up. Aomine quickly took care of him in a matter of seconds. 'That must be the last of them…' Aomine thought, wetting his lips as he glanced over at Kasamatsu's still form.

Thankfully, Kasamatsu was still breathing, but faintly. He had passed out nearly ten minutes ago, and Aomine knew that if he didn't get him out of here, he could end up dying. Aomine couldn't have that, not when he had yet to tell the older teen his… his feelings.

'This is my fault. If Kasamatsu-… If he dies I'll never forgive myself.' Aomine shook his head, shoving the thoughts about the possibility out of his mind and told himself to focus on the situation. Aomine stood up shakily and peered around the crate. He didn't see anyone or hear anyone, for that matter. The blue eyed teenager wanted nothing more than to grab Kasamatsu and get out of there, but he didn't want to chance it, just in case their enemy was lurking in the shadows, hiding and waiting for him to appear.

Aomine cursed softly, slipping his gun back into its holster and quickly crossing the small open space to get back to the crate Kasamatsu was leaning up against. Aomine stared at the pale face of Kasamatsu, the red, blood stained lips and the bright red, oozing bullet wound on his rib cage. With a brief look around, Aomine slipped off his jacket and tore a piece of fabric from it. He peeled Kasamatsu's bloodied jacket off and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the flesh wound in full detail. Aomine grimaced and put the fabric over it, applying the pressure needed. He held it down, not missing the way Kasamatsu seemed to jolt in his unconscious state, and did his best to tie his jacket around the form of Kasamatsu. He pulled it tight, twisting and knotting it so it would stay and then sighed quietly.

Aomine studied their surroundings a bit more and noticed that a small cluster of wooden crates off in the corner looked like a good place to leave an unconscious person for the time being, so he quickly picked Kasamatsu up and crept over towards the corner. He kept his eye out for their enemy, but luckily came across none.

The 17 year old gently placed Kasamatsu down on the ground, hidden behind all the stacked crates and surveyed him for a moment. The normally strong-willed and kick-your-ass-if-you-do-something-to-anger him Kasamatsu appeared small, innocent and weak. Aomine was sure that he didn't like to see his partner like this, maybe under different circumstances… But not like this.

Aomine rose to his feet and checked his gun for bullets. He counted that he still had enough, and set out to finish off the rest of their enemies who had apparently been waiting in ambush for them. Had Aomine knew they were there, he wouldn't have agreed to it. The dark skinned teen did like his fair share of kicking ass and taking names, but he didn't mean for this to happen. He didn't mean to get upset over something stupid, he didn't mean to get Kasamatsu shot and nearly killed…

Aomine was glaring daggers down at Kasamatsu, his hand wound in a tight fist as he gripped the shorter teenager's jacket, pushing him further against the wall, "Just tell me the truth!"

"I told you the truth!" Kasamatsu bite back, shoving Aomine away from him with a dark look. "Now shut up about it already."

"No." Aomine retorted childishly, stopping and watching Kasamatsu walk ahead of him. Kasamatsu stopped as well and turned to stare at him, a look of agitation and frustration etched across his face.

"Are you really doing this right now?" He asked, putting his hands on his hips. Aomine sneered and looked away, hating that he was seriously being treated as a child at the moment. When he didn't respond, Kasamatsu just threw his hands up in the air, groaning. "Great. Fine. Do whatever the fuck you want to, Aomine. When you're done acting like a stupid brat, come and find me inside."

Aomine watched Kasamatsu stomp ahead of him and his frown deepened, "You do what you want… Stupid." He glared at the ground, wanting nothing more than to burn a hole right through the concrete or just up and leave – let Kasamatsu deal with their stupid scouting mission.

It was all Kasamatsu's fault that Aomine was in such a bad mood, anyway. Kasamatsu was the one who wanted to leave him, to switch partners and move away from their dorm. Apparently, the raven haired teen just couldn't stand being around Aomine anymore. Just like all his previous partners who left him because he was too 'wild'. It wasn't his fault that he liked to go off the rails every once in a while, to just let his heart do what he wanted… Right? Right.

"If you want to leave me so bad, then fine…" Aomine muttered under his breath, stalking inside the large warehouse building. He found Kasamatsu inspecting the contents of one of the crates, finding that it was full of machine gun parts. Aomine stared at its contents, pretending to be uninterested as he eyed all the various parts that could potentially build a pretty badass weapon.

"I'll go on ahead." Kasamatsu announced to him, taking his hand gun out. Kasamatsu released the safety and stepped forward, always cautious and on alert.

"Do what you want." Aomine responded quietly, almost not saying anything. Kasamatsu stopped and gave him a rather sad look, but turned away and wandered into another part of the warehouse, disappearing from Aomine's sight. Aomine sighed and breathed in slowly, grimacing from the sudden smell he inhaled. Aomine covered his nose as his vision swam briefly, shaking his head as if to clear the dizziness away. 'What is that smell?' The dark skinned teenager asked himself, pulling his t-shirt up and over his nose.

Realization flooded over him in a split second and Aomine sprinted forward, in the direction that Kasamatsu had vanished in. "Kasamatsu!" Aomine called as he ran towards his partner. "There's gas! We need to-"

BANG.

Aomine automatically dove behind one of the many crates surrounding him, flinching from the sudden loud echo of a bullet being fired. He tensed and checked himself, slightly confused as to why he wasn't injured. If he wasn't shot, then… His dark blue eyes widened as he sprang up from his position.

"Kasamatsu!" He called, running towards the 19 year old. He crouched next to him, searching his body for the damage. "Were you… Did you-?"

"Yeah…" Kasamatsu groaned, moving his hand to reveal where the bullet had hit him, just under his torso. The raven head coughed from the still leaking gas and attempted to cover his mouth so he wouldn't inhale anymore in.

A gun cocking pulled Aomine's attention to the man standing behind him, a nasty smirk written on his face. "I don't only get to kill one member, but two? This is a good day." The man muttered darkly to himself, nearly on the verge of laughter.

… Aomine shook his head, tearing his dark blue orbs away from Kasamatsu. Aomine ran away from his fallen partner and friend, finger ready to pull the trigger at any given moment. The enemy mafia family of theirs all came out from his obvious challenge, their guns at the ready as well.

Just as Aomine was about to take the first shot, a small circular object rolled into his sights. "Shit-" Aomine turned and shielded his eyes, a loud bang and a bright, blinding white light flashing. Even though he had covered his eyes and turned away, the flash still burned his eyes and messed with his vision. Expecting to be shot and killed, Aomine felt a bit confused when nothing happened. Just then, the sounds of bullets being fired went off and Aomine dove to the ground, covering his head.

Surprisingly, he was never hit, and only when his vision cleared Aomine then realized that the flash bang belonged to them – his family. He hadn't called for any backup, meaning Akashi must have had his suspicions, especially for sending Kagami and Kuroko in.

"Tetsu!" Aomine called, rubbing at his eyes as he walked over to where they were standing, guns at the ready just in case. However, the multiple bodies were un-moving from the ground. "It's Kasamatsu – he's hurt. Shot; somewhere on his rib cage."

Kuroko looked at Aomine before looking at Kagami, "Are any ribs broken?"

"I don't know… Maybe." Aomine shook his head. It wasn't like he had time to check, after all. His grip tightened around his hand gun, debating on whether or not he should put it back in its holster or not. The dark skinned teen decided he would, since both Kuroko and Kagami still had their weapons out. Aomine turned on his heels and walked back to where he left his unconscious partner, "He's over here." He voiced out, quiet and feeling restless as Kuroko and Kagami slowly followed him, stopping every few seconds to check the bodies of their fallen enemy.

"We need to get him to Midorima-kun." Kuroko stated, putting his gun down gently in order to check for a pulse. "Kasamatsu-san's pulse is there, but it's faint." The light blue haired mafia member looked at the bloodied jacket Aomine had tied around him and nodded.

"Akashi-kun," Kuroko stood up, touching a small button on the small communicator inside his ear. "Please have Midorima-kun ready the medical room. Kasamatsu-san has been shot and is currently unconscious. His breathing is faint, but he's still alive." With that, Kuroko picked his weapon up and motioned for Kagami to pick up their comrade. "Let's go."

Four hours.

Four-fucking-hours. Is that honestly how long it takes to perform some minor surgery? Aomine scoffed, sinking back into the hard, plastic chair as he crossed his arms over his chest. The moment he, Kuroko, and Kagami entered with Kasamatsu, and since Midorima pushed him out of his little operating room, Aomine has been sitting in the small waiting area. The only time he left was to use the washroom, and to briefly give Akashi a run-down on what happened during their supposed 'scouting' mission.

He needed to give their boss the full report later on, but right now, Kasamatsu was more important to him. Aomine sighed and glanced at the clock again; frowning once he realized that only another two minutes had passed by. He scrubbed at his face tiredly and stood, about to go find something to drink. The door to the operating room opening stopped him from leaving and in a split-second; Aomine was walking over to Midorima. "Well?"

"Kasamatsu is awake; he will be fine, although he will be unable to go on any missions for at least a few weeks." Midorima said, stepping aside to let Aomine head into the room, knowing that it was pretty much useless to try and stop him from doing so. The green haired teenager watched Aomine slowly approach Kasamatsu who was staring back at him groggily. Midorima pursed his lips and turned away, deciding that he would go inform Akashi of the situation, mostly because he wanted to give the two their privacy.

Aomine stopped at the side of Kasamatsu's bed and stared down at the slightly older male. "Hey." He said softly, his fingers gripping his pants.

"Yo." Kasamatsu replied, his voice slightly raspy from not being used in over a large span of time. He cleared his throat, cheeks tinting from the awkward rasp and looked away. "So… I was shot."

"Yeah." A silence fell over them, but it was soon destroyed when Kasamatsu spoke up again. "Just so you know, it wasn't your fault, Daiki. I already know that you're blaming yourself, but it isn't true."

"But-!" Aomine went quiet, the emotions going off like a bomb inside of him. "You could have died! And it was my fault for being an idiot and for starting an argument over something stupid."

"It still isn't true, you know. I'm being serious."

"…" Aomine looked away, nodding slowly as he felt his cheeks heat up. "I- I get that now."

"Good. Because I wouldn't want to be partners with anyone else but you, Daiki…" Kasamatsu whispered his name, staring up into Aomine's dark blue orbs with his steely-blue ones. "Besides, I'm the only one who could keep you in line, remember?" He joked, although they both knew it to be true.

Aomine still nodded, not missing the small smirk on Kasamatsu's face. "Since you're calling me Daiki, does that mean I get to call you Yukio?"

"Never." Kasamatsu replied stubbornly, sticking his tongue out for effect. Aomine snorted and looked away, resisting the urge to do something about that tongue. "Instead of Daiki, maybe I should just call you Ahomine like everyone else does."

"Daiki is fine."

"Good."

Awh~ AoKasa is Love. AoKasa is Life. Oh, one more thing, I'm sorry I'm not sorry for the lame/failed action? Lol ||OTL

~WinterAssassin~