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I know I´m an awful person for updating so rarely, please forgive me-or not forgive me, but forgive the story, if that makes any sense^^-I was sick for a few weeks and felt so bad that I really coulnd´t write a thing and then of course I had my studies to catch up *sigh*, it really annoying...
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Okay, there was someone complaining that should stop babystepping the story (and I appreciate the critic but don´t fucking insult me!) but now there hopefully be a bit more pot and the smut is also on the way *yatta!* and I may need to raise the rating haha
Alright, enough from me, please enjoy! We now experience Himuros point of view! *_*
(And this one is shorter than my other chapter, I sincerly apologize for that)

pissed dragon: well you´re probably the same person that reviews on Archiveofourown so I´ll just write the same: Thanks for the critic but don´t-fucking-insult-me. honestly, it´s unnecessary. And I write my stories because I want to write them.

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Himuro shook his head and sighed when he watched how six teenage boys were staring with flabbergasted expressions-each with his own grimace-at the amount of food on the table. He smiled when he glanced at Kagami who scratched his head in slight embarrassment and motioned them to sit down and dig in, a request they all followed with delight.

The black haired basketball player could feel the adverse looks and subtle glances on his skin, five different coloured eye pairs (Atsushi fortunately wasn´t that hard on him) were currently trying to stab him as he took a seat next to his little brother. But it wouldn´t be the first time-ever since he had tagged along with Murasakibara to join these little group gatherings where all they did was playing basketball and bickering about silly things he fell victim to the cold and more than unfriendly stares of that rainbow group. He rested his elbows on the table, his brother could be oblivious, he knew that but still… how could he not notice how his little shadow and his basketball rivals wanted to get into his pants? And even more-how could he not notice that he just wanted the same? He had guessed because of the great variation of food and how everyone received a different dish that Kagami had made everyone´s favourite food and who did that for people he didn´t care about? Neither for simple friends one would go that far-he may dish out some delicious meal but to go through the trouble and make so many different things? There sure were more feelings than friendship involved and even if Himuro was against all the approaches the six boys had made towards his little brother he couldn´t deny that those feelings were genuine. At both sides. He sighed-it was just a hassle that there were six of them, there was no way Kagami would be able to choose if he ever understood his own feelings and he was afraid of that. He still suffered under the guilt of leaving his little brother, trying to cut off all their ties but what would happen if his friendship with those six boys was destroyed by uncertainty and jealousy?

"Is that bean soup self-made?"

Himuro looked up, ripped out of his thoughts. Midorima was inspecting the dish in front of him with critical eyes and then turned to Kagami who nodded with a for Himuros taste too eager expression on his face.

"Yeah, I wanted to buy the canned ones first, but because I cooked for everyone else it seemed wrong to just heat something up for you-so, uh I made it myself, I hope it tastes like the one you like."

Himuro supressed a chuckle when he saw how Midorima tried to urge down a smile that obviously wanted to crawl on his lips but a small blush still managed to rise in his cheeks when the green haired boy gave a short nod and stared down at the soup in front him again.

"I´m sure and-ah, thank you…"

Kagami blinked at him and then laughed loudly, his cat ears twitched in amusement and the tail gave a short swift behind his back as he dug into his own food, mumbling with a full mouth "no problem" and Himuro sighed at the bad table manners his brother once again showed.

Akashi looked at the red head in slight disgust and shook his head, "Taiga, please mind you table manners, you get your food all over the table."

Aomine snorted at that, stuffing his mouth with another burger, "It´s always like that, ne Tetsu?" The small blue haired boy gave him a blank look, "not that you´re any better, Ahomine."

"Heh, he got you there, haha!" Kagami pointed with his finger at the other Ace, giving a wide grin. "Kaga-chin, your finger is dirty" with a curious gaze Mursakibara focused on said finger and slowly reached for it, encircling Kagamis wrist who gave him a surprised look and nearly shrieked when the taller one caught his fingertip with his mouth, sucking the finger into his hot mouth, trailing the finger with his eager tongue as he licked off the rest of the sauce.

"M-Murasakibara?!"

Himuro palmed his face. He couldn´t believe what he just saw, even if guessed that Murasakibara probably didn´t mean anything sexual by that-although, one never knows what was going on in that stupid head of that overgrown child-it was such a bold move that the black haired one suffered under second hand embarrassment from just looking at the scene.

"Hm?" the purple haired murmured around the finger and then released it with a pop, leaving a trail of saliva behind.

"Y-you didn´t have to do that", Kagami stuttered with a red face, looking more than embarrassed as he quickly pulled back his hand.

"I have to agree with Taiga, Atsushi. That was totally unnecessary."

A shudder ran down Himuros spine as the cold voice of the small red head pierced into his ears with a far too big presence for such a small guy.

"That was unfair, Murasakibara-cchi" Kise complained and clearly pouted from the other end of the table.

"Aka-chin was touching Kaga-chin the whole time. I wanted to touch him too", Murasakibara mumbled annoyed and licked his lips, enjoying the aftertaste of Kagamis skin on his tongue.
Kagami blinked at him and at the memory of their position on his couch before the rest came in the redness of his cheeks grew darker.

Himuro glanced at his brother who seemed to have found a great interest in how the curry on his plate looked and had his eyes everywhere except at the bickering basketball prodigies who still argued about Murasakibaras bold move and tried to question Akashi about his touching with Kagami. But they quickly gave up when they noticed that the other wouldn´t talk and just gave them a cold and icy stare that couldn´t mean anything good.

"Kagami?" Midorimas voice raised above the rest and Kagami looked up, appearing to be ripped out of deep thoughts-something that was never really good, Himuro thought.

"Hm?"

"Have you thought about my fathers´ request to meet you?" Midorima adjusted his glasses and then intertwined his fingers on his lap in subtle nervousness. The bickering about Murasakibara and Akashi bored him and he really needed an answer, so he could tell his father. The man grew from day to day more impatient and it was irritating because he would daily interrupt Midorimas´ free time. And this needed to be stopped and moreover it would give him some alone time with the red head, an idea he tried to deny when it sneaked into his head but it showed itself again and again, growing more persistent with each day. It was getting troublesome.

Kagami appeared a bit confused and the green haired sighed-yes it was out of context and a bit sudden but he couldn´t help it-maybe the dialogue about Akashi and Murasakibara did make him nervous.

"Oh-oh, yes. Uhm, I-I guess it would be a good idea, right?" the red head gave a small uncertain smile and twitched on his seat, his ears flickering in nervousness.

Midorima nodded and hid his surprise with a cough-he hadn´t expected such a straight answer, but Kagami was a simple thinking guy and if he had decided something he went with it wholeheartedly.

"I believe so; hopefully we get to know more about your… change."

Kagami snickered at that. "Would be great, huh?"

Himuro raised one eyebrow in confusion, "what are you talking about?" And there were the stares again-it seemed like they were united by their aversion against Himuro and could forget about their own indifferences in their small group by focusing their feelings on Himuro. It was rather irritating.

"Midorimas dad is a doctor and wants to take a look at me and test a few things so we can say more about-well-the reason for my… change"

Himuro nodded, "that seems like a good idea, but have you thought about calling your parents Taiga? It is rather likely that they may know something, don´t you think?" He was met with a blank stare and not only from his brother but also the rainbow crew, as he sometimes liked to call him in his head. He sighed; it seemed that the idea didn't pop up in any of their strange coloured heads-even not in Akashis. Maybe the smaller redhead was far too… distracted? Who knew…

"Uh, well-I actually thought about it but I didn´t know what to say…" Kagami said rather sheepishly and gave an awkward smile. "I mean, it would be really weird to come and say, `Yo, mum, dad, there are cat ears on my head-do you have any idea how they got there?"

Himuro gave a quiet laugh and could even see how Akashis lips curled upside. "I wouldn´t formulate it like this, maybe ask a bit more subtle about it. If there was anything strange in your childhood or something like that."

Kagami sighed and ran his hand over his face, looking rather tired. "Maybe, but you know that they´re not my real parents. I don´t know if they could know something…"

The black haired boy could see the other guests frowning in question and then Kuroko raised his voice, "Excuse me if it is too personal, but… Kagami-kun grew up with foster parents?"

Kagami nodded, "yes, they adopted me when I was eight years old. So they´re not my biologically parents but I don´t love them less because of that." He exclaimed passionately as his voice grew louder at the end.

Kuroko gave him on of his rare and small smiles, "I didn´t want to imply that Kagami-kun."

The redhead gave a short nod.

"Where did you live before that?" Kise asked curiously and with excited eyes and Akashi now turned his full attention on Seirins Ace. This was getting interesting.

"Huh? Before that?" The one in question asked rather dumbly and a bit lost when he obviously tried to remember. He frowned in light confusion as his whole face scrunched up in concentration. Himuro smiled at that but couldn´t help feeling a bit worried since it looked like it that Kagami still couldn´t remember. They had once talked about it when they were young and even then the redhead didn´t seem to be able to remember a thing of what happened before his eight year of life. Back then they had laughed it off with Himuro calling him stupid and Kagami taking the bite and then they had chased each other around the basketball court until the questions about Kagamis past flew out of their heads. But now it wouldn´t be that easy and maybe it shouldn´t be that easy anymore.

"I-I don´t know…" Kagamis deep and uncertain voice pulled Himuro out of his thoughts. His brother looked rather embarrassed and also a bit worried. "But I mean, I was just eight, you don´t remember what happened when you´re young right?" He asked with big unsure eyes at his friends who exchanged uncertain glances.

"Well an idiot like you surely doesn´t" Aomine drawled at that moment and interrupted the silence which had become rather uncomfortable and too much to handle.

Himuro shook his head when Kagami shot right back at him, anger was quickly to replace any uncertainness. But he still could see the troubled faces on the rest of them and decided to ease the tension a bit and also bring the conversation a bit forward.

"Maybe you could call them this evening and just ask them where they adopted you or if there was something strange."

"Something strange?" Kagami asked, turning his head around since he was nearly leaning all over the table with his one hand grabbing the collar of Aomines shirt.

"Well yes, or something unusual. Tell them you want to know who you are. Normally all teenagers go through that phase so they probably won´t be suspicious and just think you want to know where you´re from."

"Huuu…" the redhead wondered, letting go of Aomines who was pulling his shirt back into place with a slight blush on his high cheeks, muttering something about Bakagami with his anger problems. Fortunately Kagami didn´t hear that so the group was saved from another round of childish bickering and insulting. "Yeah that´s a good idea, I guess I´ll do that-maybe… maybe they know something." He seemed a bit lost in thought as he stared at his plate with his eyebrows crunched into a grimace of concentration when Akashi pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Taiga, I´m sorry I ask again and you don´t need to answer if you don´t feel comfortable with it but… what do you remember from before? Before you were adopted?"

Kagami sighed and ruffled his hair before taking a bite from the curry. "Actually it´s weird, I don´t know anything. When I think back there´s well… nothing I guess, I don´t know-it´s just… as if nothing´s there you know? I don´t know how to describe it and… yeah I thought it was normal to not remember what happened when you were young. Isn´t there even a name for that?"

"If you are speaking of Infantile Amnesia Kagami-kun, that only refers to the first third years of ones´ life."

The redhead blinked owlishly at him, "Oh, yeah well… then, I don´t know but maybe I hit my head or something!" he exclaimed defensively and Kuroko sighed, "Kagami-kun no one is speaking badly of you or blame you for anything."

"Taiga" Akashi spoke up, preventing Kagami from speaking any further, "the eight years before may be very important so even if it´s hard please try to remember. We will think of a way to help you but at first it is probably the best if you call you foster parents and ask them about the past."

Kagami swallowed and shifted on his chair, from one side to the next. "Uh, yes I will do that this evening and then, well I will tell you okay?"

Akashi looked pleased at that and Kagami sighed in relief before speaking up again, "Alright well but if we talk more and eat less it will get cold-I´m afraid it already is, so if you want I can heat it up again for you." He declared and quickly took most of the plates with him into the kitchen, since the food really did get cold. What a waste.

Exhausted the red head let his body rest on the couch, cracked his neck and ran his hand over his tired face. He glanced at the clock. Nearly midnight. Normally he could have pulled off another three hours but lately he was so tired in the evenings and he didn´t know why-Probably because he didn´t get to do something. And today probably had been too much but not that Kagami complained since he actually got to play basketball again. They had waited until it got rather dark outside, but still bright enough for them to see and then had made their to the court close to Kagamis apartment. They only were able to play for an hour and it wasn´t nearly enough but he still was grateful-even if he was bad at outing it. It had felt so awesome to play against Aomine again, to enjoy that heat and the rush of their play and it had been like they had never stopped. Everything was forgotten and the only thing that mattered was both of them on the court, facing each other with the same feral smirk on their faces.

He had fun playing against the other too, it was always fun to play against them but nothing could beat the feeling when he played against Aomine. It just felt so natural to him, nearly animalistic and so, so good.

Kagami shook his head when his thoughts wanted to drift into another direction. It was also hot, animalistic and good but far from innocent and it always made him uncomfortable when his mind began to wander off, too quickly for him to stop it.

Sighing he grabbed his phone, dealing the number of his dad. He had thought about what to say but nothing really good had come to mind so in the end he just went with the idea to say whatever seemed right.

"Hello?"

"Hi, dad" he answered and smile crawled up his lips-he missed his fathers´ voice, more than he wanted actually.

"Hey son, nice to hear from you-so you didn´t forget about us?"

Kagami winced as guilt rose up in his guts, "Ah… sorry, had a lot to do so uh-well yes ah… I´m sorry…" he mumbled ineloquently as he didn´t find the right words to say.

He could hear his father sigh at the other end and then how he called for his mother, her lost son would have the grace to call them and Kagami clenched his jaw. He wanted to call more often, but he always forgot and the last weeks had been too much for him to handle and he didn´t really know how to talk to his parents without letting something slip. In the end they knew him the best.

"Taiga, how nice of you to call your parents!" he could hear his mother exclaim with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"Uh yeah… I´m, I´m sorry, I´ll try to call more often", he promised although he was unsure if he could keep it. Everything was far too distracting right now.

His mother sighed, "My, my but you´re a grown up, I guess it´s a good thing you don´t call often. It means you feel comfortable there right?"

Kagami smiled and pulled his knees to his chin, "yeah I like it here. The basketball is great."

His father laughed at that and called him an idiot but the fond tone in his voice prevented Kagami from shouting back at him.

"But I´m sure you didn´t want to talk about that, right? Taiga? So what can we do for you, son?"

Kagami bit his bottom lip in nervousness. "Uhm, yes actually there is something I would like to ask you about."

"That was unfair Akashi-cchi, Murasakibara-cchi" Kise complained as they watched Kagamis broad back disappearing into the darkness. Himuro a shadow by his side as he had decided to walk his brother home and so grabbed the opportunity from doing the same right out of the Generation of Miracles´ hands.

"As Frank Smedley once said, All´s fair in love and war." Akashi answered and clasped his hands behind his back.

Kise gave a pout. "But still… you got there far too early."

Kuroko sighed, "Leave it Kise-kun, we don´t even know if Kagami-kun sees any of us this way."

Akashi rolled his eyes, "I thought better of your Tetsuya, if you had paid attention you would have grasped the looks he gave us. He is interested."

Aomine yawned and looked up at the dark sky "Well maybe, but how do we know who?"

Akashi smiled at him and picked up his bag as he joined Midorima on the stairs up to the train station.

"Well maybe we don´t need to know. Although I´m not good at sharing it would probably save us a lot of trouble."

Aomine and Kise looked rather shocked at that statement but soon a dangerous smirk crawled up their lips and with darkened eyes they followed the others to the train station.

"That would be interesting, ne Kise?" Aomine grinned and the blonde model flashed him a dark smile. "Hmh… although I would like to have Kagami-cchi for myself" he gave a small pout, the dangerous smirk from before quickly melted into his usual facial expression.

"I don´t want to share…" Murasakibara mumbled from behind them and Aomine gave a short laugh, "you´re even worse at sharing than I am". The blue head hissed in pain when the other hit him on the shoulder, but before he could complain Kuroko sneaked up at his side and even though he wanted to give that punch right back the purple head he remained quiet in fear of being at the end of one of Kurokos stabs.

"Although I agree with Murasakibara-kun I am afraid that Kagami-kun won´t be able to choose once he got conscious of his own feelings. He couldn´t reject any of us if he knows about our feelings."

Aomine sighed and pulled up his jacket, "yeah I guess so-stupid Bakagami…" he muttered.

"Our first priority however needs to be the solution of Kagamis problem" Midorima reminded them and adjusted his glasses. "After that you all have to solve out your strange attraction to that uncultured oaf."

"Akashi chuckled lightly "Don´t talk like you don´t have any feelings for Taiga, Shintarou." Midorima opened his mouth in order to speak up but Akashi silenced him with a simple hand gesture. "But I agree with you that we first need to take care of Taigas problem. I will look into any data of Kagamis past." He paused and looked at Aomine, "Maybe it is beneficial to call in Satsuki. She is the best at gathering information."

"Eh, Satsuki? That would be a hassle; she would be all over him. Going like, oh are you cute Kagamin, how cute and those ears!" Aomine complained as he tried to imitate his childhood friends' voice, earning a chuckle from Kise.

"I´ll think about it", Akashi nodded "but we need to put aside those feelings for Taiga. We still need to be able to think about a solution for his changes."

Midorima nodded.

"Oh man, how troublesome" Aomine sighed, "And I really want to bend him over and fuck him" he muttered more to himself but Kuroko still heard it and jabbed him painfully hard into the side.

"Don´t talk about Kagami-kun like that."

Aomine rolled his eyes, still wincing in pain "as if you don´t want to".

Kuroko stared after him and sighed. It was depressing how right Aomine was but still… he wouldn´t allow anyone to take advantage of Kagamis state, not matter how tempting it was.

With eyes focused on the ceiling Kagami lay in his bed, the paper he just printed out in one of his hands. He sighed and turned to his side, staring at the black letters on the white paper.

"Disastrous fire at the Grayson mansion!"

It was the headline and even though Kagami had already read the whole article it, it still didn´t make much sense to him. Himuro had been right. Getting information out of his parents was much easier than he had thought and now he sat here with a newspaper article in his hand about the building he was supposed to be found in. There had been a really bad fire-that much he got, but still he didn´t know what to do with that information. He sighed and laid the paper on his night stand. He needed to wait until tomorrow. His dad had told him he wanted to send more over but Kagami had been too tired to wait up for the emails. He would read them tomorrow. It wasn´t like he had something to do except for going over to Midorimas house for a check over.

His stomach churned at that and he turned around again. He didn´t know what to expect from tomorrow and it made him really nervous.

Kagami groaned and buried his face in the soft pillow. It didn´t matter, he couldn´t do anything right now anyway, so he could sleep as well. He was tired as hell.

And it actually just took him half an hour to fall asleep in the end. What a blessing.

Hands were running over his body as a voice whispered into his ear to turn around and that was what he did. The cold air made his skin tingle and the small hairs stood up in attention. A moan fell from his lips when slim fingers twisted his nipples before a mouth closed around one of them.

He was completely naked and even though he couldn´t see the faces of his lovers he knew who they were. A finger was inside him, teasing the most sensitive part of his body when something wet nudged against his lips, urging him to open his mouth. Something hard, wet and thick slid in and it felt wonderful. He moaned around the cock inside his mouth when hands grabbed his hair, forcing the flesh deeper and deeper inside his throat.

"Kagami, I´m going in" a rough deep voice came from behind him and something bigger replaced the fingers from before, thrusting inside his channel in one snap of powerful hips and pleasure shot through Kagamis body, making eyes water. It felt so good being held like this.

His chest was kissed and abused by impatient mouths and hands and they all left their mark on him while one was fucking his mouth and the other was taking his ass. Kagami moaned and gasped, but they were suppressed form the organ inside his mouth but when a second cock nudged against his entrance a keening noise left his mouth and his hands dug into pale hips when the other slammed in, filling him up.

Kagami gasped and his eyes shot open. His heart was racing inside his chest and he was covered in sweat. His face exploded into redness when pictures of the rather vivid dream appeared in front of his eyes and he buried his face into his hands, whimpering in distress.

It was so embarrassing; he had begun to feel strange at some point in the week because at random moments an undying heat seemed to roll over his whole body, making him itchy and restless. He knew something weird was happening, because he always got hard at those moments and even if he jerked off it wasn´t satisfying. He remembered how Murasakibara had sucked on his finger and whimpered at the memory and the others tongue had played with his finger-how much could he do if he played with a different part of Kagamis body?

With trembling hands he reached down, slipping into his boxers. He whimpered when his hand closed around his erection and bit his lip when he gave an experimental stroke, massaging the shaft before drawing small circles on the head with one finger. His movements grew more desperate and he began to buck into his own hand, gasping into the other, careful not to make too much noise.

But it still wasn´t enough. He rolled onto his knees and reached behind with one hand, letting out an embarrassed sound when he slid his finger between his ass cheeks. One finger easily slipped inside with pre come to ease the way and he gasped when his inner walls contracted around the finger. He still found it hard to accept that so it felt so fucking good to fuck his hole with one or two fingers and even though he had his time trying out different things, like making out with a guy, it never had gotten that far. And now… he was pressing his finger harder and deeper inside, enjoying the sensations that rocked through his body once he had found that one spot.

He moaned when he recalled his dream and imagined all those hands on his skin, touching him, teasing him open just to ruthlessly drive into him, fucking him hard and good. It would probably feel so much better than his finger.

Kagami bit into his pillow when he came, heat coiling inside his stomach as his release sputtered on his stomach and chest and the sheets. Panting he fell over and moaned in distress when he got down from his orgasmic high and the rational part of his brain knocked the feeling of guilt into him. Fuck he had just jerked off to the thought of all those rainbow heads touching him, kissing him… fucking him. He whimpered and pulled the blanket over his head. How awful! He had those dreams, far more often than he would like but usually it was just one of them-sometimes Aomine fucking him hard against the fence of the basketball court or Murasakibara holding him down with that big hand of his while he devoured Kagamis insides as if he wanted to eat him-but never had he dreamt about all of them at the same time and… he pulled his legs up against his stomach, ignoring the filthy feeling of semen against his skin,… how could he do that? It was wrong! He didn´t want that!

… Ah well maybe he did but he definitely shouldn't want that! It was all the fault of that strange heat that had begun to assault his poor body!

Kagami sighed and got up to at least clean up the mess he had left upon himself. Who was he kidding, he had wanted them even before that-he just had been able to hide it better, even from himself.

Good thing that he didn´t tell Akashi about those dreams.

Uuhh, yeah what do you guys think? I´m curious about your thoughts and I apologize for the "smut" scene, I´m still learning how to write those :) Oh and I also wrote an Aokaga fic, if anyone is interested-it is called Of Monster and Men and I will just leave the link here if someone would like to read it! My first fic about my OTP *_*

s/11250011/1/Of-Monsters-and-Men ( I hope it works haha)

So see you in the next chapter and thank you for reading and being patient with me! :)