Aomine's Keeper

Genderbent AU. Aomine has only had two girlfriends in his lifetime thus far – his first was his childhood friend, and it ended pretty quickly because they both hated dating each other and would totally rather remain friends. The next one, and quite possibly the one forever, was Kasamatsu Yukiko.

Note: If you're strictly a yaoi-only person, then I'm sorry about ripping you of your imaginary money. OTL However, if you don't care at all or read just because it's still AoKasa, then continue on :D I promise, fem!Kasacchi is still so cute~

A small sneeze – or rather, a sneeze that sounded more like a tiny, adorable squeak – pulled Aomine's attention down to the girl standing next to him. The girl was Kasamatsu Yukiko, the girl he recently started dating.

Kasamatsu Yukiko was two years older than him and quite the looker, like a natural beauty. She was unlike any other girls he's met so far, with long, black eye lashes that fluttered over strong and proud steely-blue orbs. She had pretty features, like a cute little nose and soft, pink lips. Well, he did not know if they were soft, yet. He never got that far because she would not let him kiss her, no matter how many times he attempted to. Yukiko had short, black hair that ran into wispy-spikes, sticking at odd angles which only made her appear more adorable. She was beautiful, without make up. However, Aomine still never got to see her where any makeup because she apparently never used the stuff and probably did not intend to. He'd convince her one day.

Wearing no makeup like the plethora of other girls in their generation did, that was not the only thing that separated her from them. It was not the only thing that Aomine loved about her; it was also the fact that she did not take his shit. If he was being a pervert, she would let him know by telling him and smacking him or kicking him. If his 'attitude' was getting out of control, she would scoff and hit him again. If he was being a jerk, which he did not want to admit happened a bit too much than he wanted it to, Yukiko would threaten him right back or punch him in the face.

That was what made her different; no other girl would treat him like she did. Heck, when he first asked her out, her reply was a big, loud 'no' and an elbow to the gut. His only response was to be shocked at first, but then flush at the huge embarrassed blush on her cheeks, and ask her out once more. Again she had replied with a definite 'no' and proceeded to kick him away. The third time he asked, she sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance, asking if he wanted to die. The fourth time, Yukiko had asked if he was a masochist or something, to which Aomine had simply shrugged, awaiting her response.

Among those attempts at asking her out, there were still many other tries, some of which resulted in the overly-protective Kaijou team (mostly Yukiko's lap dog, Kise, and her two best friends, Kobori and Moriyama) chasing him away. At some point, even Kaijou's coach told him to get lost and to keep his 'dirty hands' away from his niece.

Aomine refused to give up and eventually Kise had gradually let him get closer, however the blond was still wary of him. But seeing Aomine so unrelenting and determined must have changed his mind about the whole idea of seeing the tanned teenager date his beloved senpai.

It was exactly two weeks prior when Aomine and Kasamatsu officially started dating. Apparently Yukiko also saw his determination and sighed loudly, putting up an annoyed front to hide her embarrassed and shy nature, and agreed to one date.

That very day, Aomine had dragged her out once she finished managing practice (read: more like ordering everyone around like a true captain because who could resist Yukiko and her killer-regimen-of-death?), and took her on their first date. Needless to say, it must have been good because they ended up going on a second one. Their second date leads to a third and now – here they were, on their fourth date in two weeks.

Yukiko sniffling and rubbing her pink nose with the back of her sweater sleeve made Aomine's mind float back to the present. He thought she looked cute, her nose and cheeks all pink and red hues because of the cold weather. It was winter time, after all. Despite having no snow, it still got pretty cold outside. Aomine bit the inside of his cheek, not wanting to smile because he did not feel like getting punched due to her embarrassment (of lack of using a tissue or something) or sent flying because he was "showing too much affection too early on in their relationship" – her words, not his. He did, however, hand her a tissue from a pack Momoi had given him before he left.

He was glad to have a friend like Momoi, she always seemed to know what he needed, helping him even if she sometimes did it in an annoying way or was nagging at him too much. The tanned skin basketball player remembered her words from earlier, saying something about him needing to "try and be a gentleman for once in his life" and "give her your damn coat or scarf or something!"

Aomine shrugged out of his coat and placed it over the shoulders of Yukiko. The shorter girl blinked in surprise and looked up at him hastily, lips parted to reveal a pink tongue and pretty, white teeth. "What are you-" Aomine cut her off as he rubbed her head, messing up her already wild and wispy hair. He figured he would rather chance a cold than see her having one, after all.

"…" Yukiko fell silent and stayed that way, although her lips did move slightly as if she wanted to say something but could not find the words for it. After a few seconds, she closed her mouth and just looked up at Aomine, her cheeks darker than normal and her eyes more sparkly than before. "Thank you…" She murmured, voice wavering as she looked away, too embarrassed and shy suddenly.

"N- No problem." Aomine whispered out in a faint stutter, his heart pounding erratically as he watched Yukiko fidget and nervously play with the hem of her skirt. Through the blood-pounding loudly in his ears, Aomine unraveled his dark blue scarf from his neck and put it around Yukiko's neck. He wrapped it around loosely, his heart speeding up as he tugged the two ends forward, pulling her closer to him.

Yukiko stared up at him through her dark lashes, her lips parted again. Aomine bit his lip nervously and leaned down, pulling her forward even more by his scarf. Once he was close enough, he screwed his eyes shut and kissed the older girl on the lips, the heat growing on his face. Yukiko had made a faint squeaking noise, startled by his sudden kiss, but after a moment, Aomine could feel her lean into it ever-so-slightly.

The 16 year old pulled away and swallowed thickly, waiting for the kick or punch he was sure to receive, however when she did not hit him or send him flying, Aomine was left confused. He tilted his head, staring down at his girlfriend whose face was burning. Yukiko cupped her cheeks, lips pursed as she stared at the ground. "Y- You're horrible…" She whispered.

"Wh- Why?"

"Because…" She murmured shakily, blinking slowly up at him, staring into his eyes, "I didn't say you could pull away."

Omggeee! Yukiko is seriously so adorable! I love her way too much, hehe xD And just a note: I was using Yukiko from my story I have yet to update: A Twist of Fate. And yes, Kaijou members are protective of her~ and oddly enough, she is still horrible with girls, despite being one O-o…

~WinterAssassin~