Chapter Eight:

“It’s so cold outside!” Kise complained as he removed his boots after he came inside his house.

There was no reply from the blue-head boy who came in first ahead of him.

“Aominecchi, are you still angry at me because of yesterday~?” Kise mumbled, closing the door behind him as he tossed his bag in floor beside the door.

The blue-head still didn’t reply, sat in his house’s couch, placed the socket in the plug, and lastly clicked ‘On’ in the remote.

“Aominecchi! If you’re just going to ignore, why did you ask me to come here?” Kise grunted, pouting as he strangled the ace’s neck from behind.

“…Ungh! Kise, stop it, you idiot!” Aomine grumbled and struggled.

“No. Not until you’ll stop ignoring me! We’ve revealed a lot at Seirin yesterday—do you have any ideas how to help Kurokocchi? Stop ignoring me! And we’re still not done about yesterday—why won’t you hear me?!” Kise growled and pulled Aomine’s hair in annoyance.

“I said, stop it!” The blue-head snapped, stood up and pushed the yellow-head away.

The latter fell butt first on the floor. He tried to stand up but his legs trembled and he fell again. 

“That’s what you get for not listening to me.” Aomine mumbled, although feeling guilty, stood his ground and was about to sit again. But he stopped in mid-motion when he heard a sob.

His eyes widened and he turned. He gulped upon seeing tears drop on the floor where Kise is. “Ki—“

“Aominecchi, you meanie, you stupid, idiotic meanie…” Kise muttered, still sobbing. He lifted his head and looked back at the blue-head with tearful eyes.

The latter couldn’t help but to approach the copycat and kneel beside him. “Come on, Kise. Stand up already, and will you stop crying already?”

“B-But Aominecchi’s angry at me. I hate it when I make you angry. And worse, you won’t listen to what I’m trying to say. I hate being ignored by you. I hate it. I’m so sorry about yesterday, that was what I have always wanted to say. P-Please, listen to me, Aominecchi.” Kise cried as he wiped his tears away but more just continue to fall in his cheeks.

Aomine sighed before raising Kise’s chin. He poked the latter’s forehead. “I’m not angry at you. I’m angry at the thought of you being kissed by that bastard.”

“Kasamatsu-senpai…he…he murmured the words: ‘I like you’ before he did that. I pushed him away once saying that I am already…yours, but with blushing cheeks he explained why…why he has liked me. He said it was because of my friendliness, the way I do not judge other people, the way I show who and what I really feel, and the way that I always smile even how big my problem is. He said that I never hated him and that is what he likes about me. Of course, I was surprised…and happy about the words he murmured. Before I could even utter a word, he pulled me into a hug. I repaid him…it was just a hug, I thought. But then, his eyes suddenly snapped somewhere; he narrowed his eyes then forced his lips into mine. It was like he didn’t want to let me go. I couldn’t push him away…I couldn’t, so I had no choice but to comply until he stopped. That’s when you opened the door and dragged me away. I know you were angry and I hated it. I hated the thought that you hate me so much you—“

Kise’s sentence was cut off Aomine suddenly pulled his face near to his and then the blue-head’s tongue licked the remaining drops of tears in his eyes. “I said it before. I can never hate you, Kise. Never.”

“Does that—Mmmnnn!” Kise’s words were muffled when Aomine leaned his lips with his and held his head in place. “Ao—Mmmnnn!”

Aomine’s hands traveled from Kise’s shoulder towards his chest. The blue-head effortlessly opened Kise’s jacket’s buttons one by one while kissing him. “Ugh! Why are you wearing too much clothes?!” Aomine grumbled after he cut the kiss.

“I…”Kise trailed off when Aomine didn’t even bother to hear his reply and removed his jacket. “Aominecchi…I—“

Aomine snickered before, this time, unbuttoning the remaining tops of Kise. “I won’t let you get away today, Kise. No excuses and no lame reasons to escape. Whether it’s cold or not, I will take you where I want to take you.” Aomine whispered in the copycat’s ear before trailing his fingers from the latter’s chest to his pants.

“I-It’s quite cold…” Kise mumbled, shivering from both coldness and the rising atmosphere between them.

“Like I said, it doesn’t matter.”

After awhile, only the innocent TV could hear moans and groans inside the Aomine’s Residence. “A-Aominecchi! W-Wait!”

“Shut up, Kise or I’ll cover your mouth with mine.”

“B-But, i-it hurts! Ahh….A-A-Aomiencchi!”

“…Sheesh, Kise. Relax.”

“That’s easy for you to say—Nnnggg! Aominecchi! Ha! Ha! W-Wa—Ahh!”

Aomine intertwined his hands with Kise’s. “Ready to take it all in?”

“No…wait, I—Ahhh! C-Chotto! A-A-Aominecchi! Ahhh! Mnnggg! Aominecchi, daisuki (I love you)”

“…Ugh!” Aomine groaned. “You idiot...” He mumbled. “I feel the same, don’t worry.” He added before he made the final thrust.

“Ahhh!”

Afterwards, Aomine thanked heavens for making his parents and annoying brother away into vacation to Kansas for two weeks and he also thanked heavens they do not have classes today for the strong snowstorm outside. No one will disturb them and Kise’s all his.

Kise’s silently thanked Kuroko. He decided to text the teal-head later to thank him. Why? It was because of this:

To: Ryouta Kise

Subj: Daiki-kun doesn’t like seeing YOU or anyone in Generation of Miracles crying. Take advantage of that.

Mess: Like always, I know that you’re a crybaby, so take advantage of your weakest point. He hates seeing you crying and just say the truth and he’ll hear you out. He might look like he will never forgive you again, but Daiki-kun is a kind person and he loves you so much he cannot afford not talking to you for even a day. He’s dying inside seeing you sad, he texted me all about what he feels few minutes ago. So…have fun, I might say.

~LFMH021~

“You alright with hot chocolate and cookies, Atsushi? Anything else you want to eat?” Himuro offered as he sat down beside the violet-head giant.

The center shook his head. “I can’t eat another snack while eating one right in the moment. I’ll accept your offer later.”

“So…what brings you here? Especially in this kind of weather?” The black-head queried, changing the channel because he’s already tired of the news about the snowstorm.

“Mom and Dad are both still at work even at this kind of weather…and I feel lonely being alone in the house. I suddenly thought of Muro-chin and went here.”

“Just curious…but why didn’t you go to the members of Generation of Miracles instead?”

“I don’t know. Sometimes, I just feel like they also have their own lives and I must not interrupt. When I thought of Muro-chin, I thought: ‘He always welcomes me without hesitation and he’s always smiling even when I’m being annoying, sometimes. Surely, he’ll be there for me even today’” Murasakiabar explained and smiled sweetly at the black-head with few crumbs of cookies still remain in his cheeks and in the corner of his mouth.

Himuro’s heart thumped loud and he couldn’t couldn’t help smiling back. “Oh, Atsushi…” He mumbled; took few cuts of tissue and wiped the violet-head’s cheeks.

“Muro-chin…”

“Hm?”

“Even if others hate you! Atsushi will always still like you!” Atsushi shouted.

Himuro dropped the tissues on the floor, knelt instead of sitting and then hugged the giant. “Thank you, Atsushi.”

Murasakibara blinked before hugging the black-head back. “…Uh, you’re welcome, Muro-chin.”

After that, the two spent their remaining time together chatting…and eating while Himuro’s sitting between the giant’s legs beside the living room’s table. They were contented with it.

Kuro-chin was indeed right.

To: Atsushi Murasakibara

From: Tetsuya Kuroko

Mess: No, Murasakibara-kun, no one hates you. No one will ever hate you, especially Himuro Tatsuya-kun. I heard stories of him from Kagami-kun and I know he’s a great person. Surely, he’s not just faking the way he always welcomes you and the way he never gets annoyed by you. Try visiting him and ask him personally. He’ll definitely care more about you.

~LFMH021~

Takao closed his green umbrella before opening the Midorimas’ Residence’s door with his spare key then he went in and locked the door behind him.

He removed his boots before rubbing his gloved hands against each other. “C-Cold…” He murmured and breathed into his thick scarf.

He left his bag in the couch and headed downstairs, knowing well that the green tsundere is taping his fingers right now. He also fully knows that there’s no one else in the house and the tsundere’s all alone until Christmas. That’s why Takao’s here to accompany him…although the green-head doesn’t know about it yet. He went upstairs and twisted the green-head’s door’s doorknob.

“Who’s the—“ Midorima wasn’t able to finish his question when the black-head suddenly threw himself at him. He had no other choice but to catch the latter. “What the—Takao? How did you get in?”

“With spare keys.”

“What spare keys? I didn’t give you any.”

Takao grinned. “Remember the day when you asked me to bring your bags home because you were going somewhere and also lent me your house’s keys?”

Midorima finished taping his fingers and looked at the owner of the Hawk Eye. “What’s with that day?”

“I actually know a person who can perfectly copy any key and after I went here, I brought your house’s key there and asked him to copy it. Now, I have spare keys of your house’s door and your room’s door.” Takao explained with a wide smile.

Midorima’s eyebrows furrowed. “I never gave you the consent to do such things, Takao.”

“Come on, Shin-chan, don’t be so stingy.” The black-head pouted.

Midorima stood up removed his glasses before putting them in their case. “I’m not being stingy, Takao. I just don’t like people trespassing at my house.”

Takao remained silence before replying in a mumble, “But, I’m jealous…”

Unfortunately, the green-head didn’t hear what he has just said.

Midorima huffed before opening his room’s door. “Stop saying ridiculous things, Takao. I’m going downstairs—it’s warmer downstairs; are you going or not?”

“…Coming.”

They went downstairs and both of them sat at the opposite corners of the longest couch which is also infront of the Television.

There was almost ten minutes of silence which is very rare for the black-head beside Midorima and it made him curious and confused at the same time. He doesn’t know if he’ll just ignore the black-head or talk to him.

He chose the latter, anyway.

“Takao.”

“What?”

“Since you’re already here and I can’t do anything about your spare keys. Tell me what brought you here.” Midorima muttered.

The black-head raised his head and turned towards his partner. “You’re so naïve, Shin-chan!”

“Huh? What—“

Midorima stopped mid-sentence when he saw the black-head’s angry and pouting expression. “Just tell me what the matter is, Takao.”

“It’s you and the Generation of Miracles. I’m jealous of them! You’ve been hanging out with them much more than usual and I go home alone these last few days! Is it wrong for me to miss you? Is it wrong for me to wish that you won’t be with them again today? Don’t you know how happy I was when I saw you inside your room earlier and wearing your usual clothes which you use at home. I suddenly knew that you won’t be going out with the GoM again. Is it wrong for me to pout because you’re ignoring me, Shin-chan?” Takao grumbled, bringing out his anger with Midorima’s shirt in his hands which he found in the sidetable.

“Takao.”

“What—“ This time, it was the black-head who was cut off when Midorima squatted infront of him and kissed his forehead. “Shin—“

Midorima pushed Takao and bit the black-head’s earlobe. “S-S-Shin-c-chan…”

Then, the green-head licked Takao’s earlobe. Takao shuddered and panted, “S-Shin-chan…”

Midorima knelt on the couch as he pushed Takao into a lying position. “Shin—Aah!” Takao gasped when Midorima suddenly bit his neck. “W-Wait, Shin—Hyyaaah!”

Takao gained all his energy although he’s already feeling aroused and fuzzy, and knelt as well—taking Midorima’s hand and then hugged him. “Shin-chan~”

“Wasn’t that what you want?”

“It was and we’re going to continue it after I do this.” Takao hugged Midorima tighter and started to cry.

“H-Hey, what—“

“Thank you, Shin-chan! Thank you!”

“What are you thanking me for?” The green-head asked wiping his partner’s tears.

“I’m so glad you’ve become my partner and teammates instead of someone I’ll face in the court. I learned many things about basketball. I learned new things about friendship. And I learned that winning is the best when you have someone to celebrate it with! When I was still Middle School, I always feel out of place in our team and dreamt of being part of the team with great people…those were you, Shuutoku. I also wished for someone whom I’ll accompany and someone I’ll spend my life with. That’s you, Shin-chan and I’m so glad! Thank you, Shin-chan!”

“Sheesh, stop thanking me already, Takao. And about the GoM, I just agreed upon going with them because Kuroko needs us. He’s experiencing something no one knows how to solve but us. And with you, being jealous. I don’t know how to solve that, so just ask me for a repayment.” Midorima offered before adding because he’s a tsundere, “I’m just doing this because your pouting expression bothers me and so that you’ll stop whining already.”

Takao grinned. “Anything?”

“…Anything.”

“Then, let me be the guide you today.”

“Guide in what?”

“Oh, Shin-chan, let me continue what you have left earlier.”

“What—Aah! Takao, what—Nnnggg!” Midorima groaned as Takao pushed him on the couch and unbuttoned his shirt’s buttons and licked neck. “W-Wait, Taka—Mnnnn….”

Takao grinned before leaning his lips against the green-head and unbuttoning the miracle shooter’s pants.

“Takao—“

I wouldn’t elaborate, but after awhile the Television was ignored and since it’s a no-class day and they are free for the whole day, they decided to continue it at the green-head’s bedroom. Why deny it when you know you want it?

“W-Wait, Takao, I’m—Ha! Ha! A-Ahhh…”

“Just relax, Shin-chan. Breathe in, breathe out.”

“That’s easy for you to say! I—N-nggg! T-Takao! A-Ahhh! R-Relase my hands…” Midorima moaned, squirming.

You can hear rustles and sounds of metals…like handcuffs?

“No way, Shin-chan~”

The green-head’s eyes widened and he cried, “A-Ahh! T-Takao!”

“Just a little more patience, Shin-chan~” Even Takao’s breathing got more uneven than normal.

(Author: I’ll stop because I think I wrote too much already. It’s up to your imagination what happened next! XD)

To: Shintarou Midorima

From: Tetsuya Kuroko

Mess: Ah, Miyaji-san? Yes, I have seen him before. The one with blonde hair and the…hot-tempered one? So, you’re jealous of him? Alright, I know you’ll deny that last question, so I won’t force you to admit the truth. But, I think Takao-kun will never choose him over you. I saw some of your match especially against Rakuzan and that’s when I –we- fully concluded that you two are really for each other. You never let others bug you especially on practice and game time, but it was different with Takao-kun—it was like you two are just the persons who know each other more than anyone do. Just give each other a chance, maybe, you’ll find the answer.

~LFMH021~

“If we’re not the antagonists, who are?” Riko queried.

“Hm,” Murasakibara hummed.

“We are.” Five different voices replied. Five individuals jumped from the most top benches in the gym and landed on the court.

Kentarou Shin the leader made a smile and slightly opened his always closed eyes. Isshin Toshita licked his lips before grinning. Yuuta Fujiyama, Hurio Kotiyo, Touma Hiika were the other three.

“You five…!” Aomine grumbled.

“Why are they here…?” Hyuuga gasped.

“You know them?” Midorima asked.

“They’re our next opponent on Monday—Awase Gakuen High School. One of the most famous High Schools here in Japan.” Izuki replied.

“Yes, Isshin, Kentarou, Hurio, Yuuta and Touma are all part of Awase Gakuen.” Akashi seconded with angriness, menace and hatred in his voice.

“Good to see you again.” Isshin greeted. “My Tetsuya.”

Kuroko took a step backward. “You’ve got to be kidding me…Not you! Not you five of all people!”

Kagami turned his head. “Kuroko? What’s the matter?”

The five blocked the teal-haired from the members of New Era’s Generation. “Oh no, you don’t.”

Kentarou smirked. “Hm?”

“Oh my, how defenseless you all are.” Hurio mumbled from behind all the members of GoM and Seirin.

They turned and found Hurio biting Kuroko’s earlobe. “Mmm, yum~”

“Let him go!”

Yuuta took a step forward and was blocked by the not-so-oblivious-in-the-moment Murasakibara. Yuuta grinned before taking another step and suddenly he was moving like he’s dancing or something. “Looking for someone?” Yuuta mumbled.

The violet-head looked up and found Yuuta standing on the railings of the bench on top of the phatom player. The latter jumped down and approached his teammate. “Let me take a shift too, Hurio.”

“Do what you want.”

Yuuta snickered before pulling the teal-haired teen’s hair backward. “You piece of trash,” He snapped in a whisper.

Touma took a ball on the ground, dribbled it thrice. “Let’s finish him off, Kenta-chan.” He mumbled, sighing then synchronized with his steps, he dribbled the ball before stopping a meter away from the GoM. He smirked before shooting the ball, whole court and his back is facing the hoop.

THUD!

“S-Shoot?”

Touma grinned before pushing Kise on the ground and jumping over to accompany the other two.

Isshin grinned and jumped over Midorima and then stood beside Kuroko. “Missed me?”

“Wha—“

The Seirin members were about to move when Kentarou suddenly said the words, “Weak people aren’t suited to exist anymore. Stop or I’ll force you.”

They stood paralyzed even Midorima, Kise, Aomine and Murasakiabar weren’t able to move.

“I see, so you’re immune with my ability huh?”

Akashi narrowed his eyes. “I’m an Emperor and I’m absolute.”

“Well, I’m a King and I’m supreme.”

“Hm,”

“Let’s make a bet—“ Kentarou started.

Akashi’s eyes widened when there was no one infront of him anymore.  He turned and stopped himself from attacking upon seeing the leader of NEG pinning Kuroko and pointing a small gun at the teal-haired teen’s head. “Wondering why I have this kind of thing? Well, just for emergencies such as this moment. Anyway, let’s make a bet, if we win against Seirin, you’ll let us take this boy away.”

“What if I decline this request of yours?” Akashi stated, crossing his arms.

Kentarou’s smile widened. “I’ll finish this boy now.” He pushed his fingers few centimeters; just enough to make Akashi shout,

“STOP!”

“So, deal?”

Akashi clenched his fists. “…Deal.”

“Good.” Kentarou murmured. The paralyzed people fell on the ground, and tried catching their breath. “Let’s go boys.”

Yuuta huffed before throwing Tetsuya onto the wall.

“Ugh!” The teal-haired teen gasped.

Isshin knelt inront of him and lifted his chin. “You’ll be mine, soon.”

Kuroko’s eyes widened upon getting back in reality. He’s sweating so much from just a simple memory of what happened yesterday. He was just watching some news when he suddenly drifted off into his memories. Good thing, the sound of the click of the door of the bathroom brought him up.

“Tetsuya?” Akahsi called out.

“U-Uh, I’m here.”

“I’ll be right there. Where did I put my clothes?”

“They’re here. On the smallest couch.” The teal-head replied.

“Ah, I see.”

Few moments of silence passed between the two.

“So all our schools do not have classes today because of the sudden snowstorm and the roads outside are all covered with snow?” Kuroko repeated, sipping his hot chocolate as he changed channels.

“That’s the truth.” Akashi replied behind him.

Kuroko turned his head and his cheeks reddened upon seeing Akashi only wearing his boxers and his bathrobe as he dries his hair. “I…I’m so sorry.” He mumbled and focused on the screen.

Akashi eyed the blue-head before he tossed his towel on the other couch then approached the phantom player and sat beside him. “Tetsuya,”

Kuroko gasped before slowly turning. “Y-Yes, Sei-kun?”

Akashi eyed the teal-head before he smirked. “Let’s have fun today, Tetsuya.”

Akashi pulled Tetsuya’s face closer to his.

Kuroko willingly closed his eyes and waited for the next thing that’ll happen. “Sei—“

Isshin pulled his hair backward. “You’re mine! Stop shouting your teammates’ name!”

“L-Let me go, p-please!”

Isshin licked his lips. “No way will I let you go.”

“But, w—No! Wait! Ahhh! S-Stop it…” Tetsuya cried. “A-Akashi-kun…”He whispered.

Isshin narrowed his eyes before bumping the teal-haired teen’s head against the wall. “You’re mine, body and soul, Tetsuya. And next, you’ll be Kentarou-sama’s. Just wait.”

Kuroko gasped and suddenly pushed the red-head away.

Akashi’s eyes widened by the sudden rejection. He frowned before standing up and putting on his clothes. “I’ll just prepare something to eat.” He mumbled and strode towards the kitchen.

Kuroko’s hands trembled and his whole body started to shake. “…No…”

The red-head stopped and turned. “What? Did you say some—Tetsuya…?”

“I’m  sorry, Sei-kun.” He sobbed.

Akashi panicked a little and knelt infront of the phantom player. I forgave you, Tetsuya. You don’t need to cry and besides, it was me who was forcing you to—“

“I’m so sorry! I badly want to comply, Sei-kun but I just can’t get the image out of my mind. The way he touched me. The way he pointed a knife on my neck if I didn’t nod. The way he mercilessly killed Rio infront of me after he violated him. The way he called me trash. And those hands…I always feel like I’m so dirty, too dirty to even face any of you.”

Akashi stared at the phantom player before patting him. He intertwined their hands and hugged him. “Does this hurt?”

“…No.”

“It means I’m not him and I won’t do the same. I’m Akashi Seijuro, Tetsuya and you’re important to me. Always remember that I’ll never ever dare to hurt you. If I do, I’ll kill myself.”

Kuroko stared at his ex-captain’s crimson and golden eyes before gathering all his courage then pulled the red-head’s face and leaned his lips with his—which caught the latter off guard—The memories re-gathered but he forced them away.

“Thank you, Sei-kun…” He whispered.

Akashi returned it. “Don’t worry, Tetsuya. I’ll never hurt you.”

The kettle full of water which Kuroko was preparing for Akashi sang, but it was overshadowed with two persons’ moans and groans.

“A-Ahh! M-More…”

“Patience…”

“But, I-I…Ahhh! S-Sei-kun…”

Akashi snickered. “Oh, Tetsuya.”

“Mmmngg! S-Sei-kun…Ha! Ha! S-Sei…A-Ahhh….Nnnggg!”

“Not yet.”

“B-But…A-Ahhh! C-Can’t hold it anymo—A-Ahh…”

“Just few more moments, Tetsuya.”

“M-mmnggg! Ha! Ha! Ha! A-Ahh---Nnnggg…”

After awhile both climaxed and Akashi lay on top of the teal-haired teen. “Did I hurt you, Tetsuya?” He murmured wiping the tears from the blue-head’s eyes.

Kuroko smiled before shaking his head. “No, Sei-kun. You didn’t.”

To: Kuroko Tetsuya

From: Midorima Shintarou

Mess: I thought you would like to know about your horoscope, so here: Today, Aquarius will feel a lot of pain and sadness, but never fear! There’s someone there to accompany you. Never let him/her go. You two will protect each other. Enjoy your day and fight over your fear, even just for today. Your lucky item, well, I can say, just do something enjoyable and you’ll feel not just lucky but also happy. But, beware of the surprises which will start to happen tomorrow.

~LFMH021~

“So, you two are Hanamiya and Haizaki, huh.”

“Yeah, so?” Haizaki retorted.

“What do you want with me?” Hanamiya demanded.

“Help up take Tetsuya Kuroko away.”

“What is it for us?”

“You can get anything you want.” Kentarou offered.

The two glanced at each other before smirking. “Deal.”