You ran down the hallway of Rakuzan, quick and free. 'Who am I kidding, once a basketball player always a basketball player.' You thought just running around the school to the exit. Just to get home.
In the moment you thought you were clear of Akashi and his team your yanked down another hallway. Then shoved into a wall by your shoulder. "(F/N), (L/N)? What a surprise to find you running like this, and a blush on your face too." Said (Ex-B/F).
"Let me go, Let me go Baka!" You hollered as his hands held your wrists. He then held both wrists with one hand while holding the other over your lips.
"Sh, wouldn't want to attract any attention now do we." He purred in your ear, licking up the lobe. Without thinking you knee his knee, he staggered back. Then you gripped his ball sack. Squeezing it so tight instead of pleasurable it was painful for him.
"Ow! Let Go You Bitch!" He whined in pain.
"Don't touch me, don't follow me. Do nothing with me. Not even speak. Got it!" You snapped. He glared to the left nodding. You released your hold and walked away.
Only he came back for more. His hand gripped your collar bone, were the pressure point is and you swing a unexpected punch. He staggered back, nose bleeding. You had enough of him so you threw more and more and more punches. Each sending splashes of Crimson on your uniform.

After what seemed like minutes of punching him, someone yanks you off him. Your nails and knuckles coated in blood. "(Y/N)!" Called out Nebuya. He held you gently by your shoulders. You shook, tears in your eyes. You felt your pupils quiver in their place. Of fear. Your knees buckled but Nebuya held onto you.
  You heard voices fade in and out, not sure of who's they were. You held your hand over your mouth, gasping and breathing hard. The room seeming to spin. "(N!), (Y/N)!" Snapped Akashi who held your shoulders.
"I, I have to go." You mutter standing straight and breaking into a run. "(Y/N)!"

  You ran straight home to (Shintaro's NickName) house. Or Shintaro your close friend which you live with. Not bothering to watch were you ran. You had to get out of the bloody clothes now. You had to get the blood off now.
  Suddenly someone calls your name. "(Y/N)!" A big figure just steps somewhat in front of you but catches you. You recognized the hand and arm. "Aomine?" You ask. He looked to your face, seeing something on your collar bone. With one finger he lowers it enough to see the small bruise from your ex, but also the blood on your face.

"Did he pay for it?" He asked. You nodded as he guided you to his apartment around the corner. He walked you inside and sat you on the couch. "How'd you know it was me?" You ask him.
"Your (H/L)(H/C) flowing pretty behind you, your the only person I know with that kind of hair. I also saw the golden eyes." (They have to be golden for the story.)
He stepped in front of you with a bowl and a rag, cleaning the blood from your knuckles. From your face and neck. He was also like a big brother to you. "Look at that you finally used these things right." He said gently dabbing disinfecting Liquid on the gashes.
You hissed feeling the pain slightly. "About time you knocked the shit out of him (Y/N)." Said Aomine. You just smile lightly and then hesitantly laugh. "Yeah."
He then wrapped your knuckles with wrappings and then put cold ice on both hands and then sat next to you. "I'll walk you home to Shintaro's okay?"
You nodded and then looked to the floor. "Daiki," You used his first name. You only used it when you were serious of something, normally it involved BasketBall. "I miss it, I miss it so much." You had tears lining your eyes.
  He then lifted your head and you held his hands as he wiped the fallen tears away. He then stared into your golden eyes. You were very talented in understanding common character, you see you had studied the personalities of Zodiac's and Star Signs.
  That was your gift. He was a Virgo, it was easy for the Generations considering there names and colors related to their Zodiac. Virgo meant the Virgin Zodiac, of course which is why he's so fond of porn. Virgo's tend to stand out as a virgin but they have a sensitive side along with a fiery and passionate side. Not very often do you see sensitive from him. Worry comes naturally to Virgo's, an they hate riding with groups. There also normally to tired to even dream. However they spark with intelligence and clarity. Although Virgo's are very rarely tall they are very muscular. An has more than the average strength. Virgo's stand to more intense work and hold it for longer periods of time.
  (That explains why he doesn't ride with his team huh? An his obsession with sleeping, and porn.)
  "Then I'll retrain you if I need to, what made this come up?" He asked. You dart your eyes away, an your cheeks heat up. He quickly pulled them back.
  "Oi the sudden heat change!" He shook his hands around in uncomforted motions. "Akashi, he looked at you today, didn't he?"
  "He did but, after I stopped a ball from hitting Nebuya in the face. I panicked and ran out. Then I had the fist to fist battle with my Ex. Then he was shaking my shoulders after I was having a panic attack. Then I ran off."
  He shook his head a small smile on his face. He stood and grabbed my bag and handed it to me. "Daiki? Is the real Akashi back?" You ask.
  "He came back when the Winter Cup ended."