Anime: Kuroko no Basuke
Pairing: Aomine Daiki x reader
A/N: FINALLY!! After soo long, here’s ANOTHER chapter!! AHH. I hate to say it, but this story is coming to an end… I think there’ll be a few more chapters? Can’t guarantee.. But I’m grateful everyone has been patient with me!! You can also find it on my AO3!! Enjoy!
The day you met Aomine Daiki, was on a clear blue sky.
You were practicing dribbling on a nearby court, moving the ball between your legs in a quick motion. It was one of your weaker moves, but you were at least good at shooting. It wouldn’t be enough to win the next game though.. You frown, halting your movements and stare up at the hoop, as if studying it. How many times have you faced up against opponents taller than you? Surely there has to be a way to outsmart them and be able to reach the hoop?
The ball began hitting the cement once more, and you narrowed your eyes, making fake movements before spinning on your feet. Taking a jump back, you shot the ball into the hoop, watching as it effortlessly sinks in.. Wiping the sweat from your eyebrow, you sigh, staring at the ground… Is there a way to get better? How can you be the assistant captain if you can’t lead your team with the captain?
“OI! Move off the court! It’s not meant for girls!”
The voice cut you out of your reverie, and you glare, turning your attention to the group of boys… Great… You’re going to be harassed once again from playing a ‘boys’ sport. You made your way to your ball, only to stumble when one of them grabs it, spinning it on his finger as he sneers at you.
“You think a girl can play against a group of boys and win?” he laughs, not bothering to look at you. It was clear to you he was the leader… His arrogance was evident.
“Girls can play any sport boys can!” you glower, eyes narrowing. “Besides, this is a PUBLIC court… Anyone can play on it!”
He sneers, stopping the spinning of the ball. He looks at it, casting a glance at you. He then starts to tease you with the ball, watching as you jump up and down, trying to reach it… Curse your height!
“How can you play when you’re not even tall enough to reach the hoop??” He laughs, and then proceeds to throw your ball off the court… You gasp, turning to chase it, only to trip on his foot, and you almost hit the pavement. Hard…
Instead, you wind up in someone’s arms..
“OI! Pick on someone your own size!”
You blink, gasping lightly as you inhale the young boy’s scent, finding yourself blushing… He smells good… You look up at him, mouth parting as his beautiful navy blue hues meet yours, and you’re suddenly tongue-tied… H…He’s so….
“Tch… Whatcha gonna do about it, shorty?” the older male sneers, not liking his bullying was being interrupted…
Aomine’s snaps out of his fascination of you, turning to look at them, glaring. He puts you behind him, grabbing the ball from the other teen and laughs, spinning the ball on his finger…
“I’m gonna fight you! Four on one! If you can beat me, I’ll leave with her and we won’t be on the court again!” He replies smugly, bouncing the ball on the ground… “But… If I win…” He then charges at them, bouncing the ball between their legs, and throws the ball into the hoop with one hand.
“… You’ll apologize to her and never step foot on this court again.”
You watch the game, mesmerized by the young boy’s plays… He was laughing, grinning with mischief as he made each shot, dodging each of their moves effortlessly… It was hard to believe he was your age…. He plays like a natural.. As if he breathes basketball…
At the end of the match, you’re unable to tear your eyes away, feeling slightly flustered at the scene before you… No words could begin to describe what took place, and you feel rooted to the ground… Everything about this… Is surreal, and she finds herself feeling just a little envious… Not because of his skill persay… But because he looks like he’s enjoying himself… And she finds herself wishing, he never stops smiling.
The thought makes her blush deeply, and she crouches down, burying her face in her knees.
“Oi! You okay?”
His voice brings her out of her turmoil, and she looks up at him, his gaze curious and a slight hint of worry. You immediately stand up, nodding your head as you dust off your shorts.
“A…Ahh!! I’… I’m okay!!” She looks around, noticing the males are gone… “W…What happened?”
He clicks his tongue, a soft frown on his lips, “I kicked their butts..” He replies, tossing the gross ball away. He didn’t want to touch anything belonging to them.. He then runs towards the edge of the court, grabbing your long forgotten ball. He brings it back to you, holding it out towards you.
As if shocked, you take the ball from his hands, gasping at the small twinge of electricity… You hear it from his lips too, before looking up at him , swallowing the lump in your throat..
“T….Thank you…” you whisper, a tiny smile on your lips. He rubs the back of his head, unable to meet your eyes, a small blush dusting his cheeks…
“Those guys had it coming…:” he whispers, “Anyone can play basketball… and I was tired of them picking on you…”
You find yourself staring up at him, a tiny giggle leaving your lips.
“Y…You’re a really good player… er…”
Your eyes widen at his stutter, but he says his name with clear conviction, and you’re once again, amazed at his stature… And you feel… safe with him… Something you’ve only experienced with your father… Speaking of…
“AH! It’s getting late!! I have to get back home!” you gasp, bowing at him. You meet his gaze, grinning at him brightly,
“Thank you Daiki!! I appreciate what you did for me!”
You then begin running off the court, only to stop at his voice.
“Oi!! I didn’t catch your name!!”
You whirl around, eyes wide at his words, and you smile bigger, waving a hand.
You almost trip in your haste, but you had to get home! Otherwise your dad would start to worry… and he wouldn’t let you out to play on the courts again! As you ran away, Aomine couldn’t take his eyes off your form.. You were cute, and he had caught you training a little… He could tell you were a good player, and he hopes to see you again on these courts…
“Be safe, _____-chan….” he whispers, before he makes his trek back home.
~ Two years later ~
It’d been a couple years since you ran into Daiki on the street court… And you couldn’t stop thinking about him… His enthusiasm for the sport your father played somehow renewed your interest, allowing you to bond with your father… It’d been rocky since you were forced to live with your mother, and during that time, you couldn’t return to the courts, unable to meet with Daiki again… You wanted to play with him, get to know him as a person… Everything about him, it screamed at you.. Somehow you found yourself going to Teiko… Per your mother’s request.
And that’s where you now stood, in front of the gates, staring up at them with wide eyes… A prestigious school… The aura around it was powerful, and you found yourself sweating.. You were feeling anxious, having everyone’s attention on you… Since you’d grown up, some of your assets… had well… stood out…
“Hey.. She’s cute!! We should go talk to her!”
“I’m going to make her my girlfriend!”
“Let’s get her to join our club!”
You started to feel your palms clam up, and you swallow the lump in your throat. All you want is to make it to homeroom, and relax. The first day is always the hardest, and you didn’t want to fall behind… It was when you were heading inside you saw a flash of navy blue hair.. And it made you pause… You watch, eyes wide as the boy you met a couple years ago walks by, accompanied by a beautiful pinkette, and they seem very close… You wanted to shout his name, to confirm it was truly him, but something held you back.. Before you got caught, you ran up the stairs towards your class, unaware of those hues looking in your direction.
“You’re _____-chan, right?”
You were in the middle of eating when the VERY same girl who you saw with Daiki earlier appears.. A huge grin on her face. You place your food down, tilting your head to the side..
“H…How do you…”
“It’s my duty to know everyone ! I also heard of your basketball abilities!!” she grins, unaware of your inner turmoil… If this was Daiki’s girlfriend… Why was she here in front of you?
“I want you to join the basketball team as an assistant manager!”
Her words bring you out of your reverie, and you look at her, stunned…
“I don’t think Dai-chan has realized you’re here.. But from your description, I’d say you’re the same girl he met on the court a couple years ago!” she coos, sitting beside you. Her eyes were wide, but the sparkling effects were there, and you felt a twinge of guilt for the bluenette.
“He couldn’t stop talking about you _____-chan! He was excited to meet someone who liked playing basketball like him! Though he was upset you didn’t show up again after that.”
'H…He talked about me?’ you thought, eyes wide and a slight blush on your cheeks… Why was your heart, beating fast, as if you were running on the track? What kind of face would he make, when he sees you again? Suddenly, your stomach began to churn in knots, and you bite your bottom lip.
“Oh! I’m Momoi Satsuki!! I’m Dai-chan’s childhood friend!” She explains, understanding your confusion.. You let out a soft sigh.
“I.. I thought you were…”
“Dating??” She scoffs, making a face, “No way!! Dai-chan is more like a brother to me!” She pouts, before shaking her head, holding out a hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, _____-chan!! I hope you’ll help me manage the basketball team!”
You look at her, before your gaze goes to her hand, with a smile. Gently taking it in yours, you can feel the smile meeting your eyes, and nod. “I look forward to helping the basketball team!”
Little did you know, a certain someone was on the other line, tucked inside Momoi’s pocket.
End of day came by in a flash, and suddenly you were dreading going to the gym… You wanted to, but the prospect of Aomine NOT remembering you lingers in your head. From Momoi’s words, he DOES remember you, has even talked about you non-stop… Despite the one meeting… And yet, why wouldn’t your heart stop fluttering?? Was meeting you that exciting for the bluenette?
Startled from your thoughts, you look up, watching as Momoi runs to you, grabbing your hand happily. She drags you towards three people… An older man, who you assumed was the coach… A guy you recognized as the team’s captain, and senpai, Nijimura Shuuzo, and finally.. The red-head who was vice captain, and one of the smartest boys in Teiko..
“This is who I was talking about!! This is _____-chan!!” She looks at you, gesturing to the three males, “This is the coach, Sanada-san… The captain, Nijimura-senpai, and vice captain, Akashi-kun!”
You take in each of their expressions, but the one sending chills down your spine the most, was the red-head. Despite him being your age, his demeanor spoke volumes, and you swallow thickly, bowing in front of them.
“I… I’m ______! I…It’s a pleasure to meet you!”
You knew it was slightly rude not to say your last name, but you never wanted to be addressed so formally… Even in class, you’d rather be addressed by your first name. Most people respected that, and never questioned it.. And thankfully, the others nodded at you, accepting your introduction before talking to each other about the regimes… You look at Momoi, prepared to ask her what your duties were, when a very familiar voice echoed through the gym, causing you to gasp..
Turning your head around, you notice Momoi’s smile, but find your eyes widening at the boy you met a couple years ago… He’s much, MUCH, taller now than he was back then… And suddenly, you never felt so… small.
You give him a smile, lifting a hand in a hesitant wave, “H….Hi there….. Daiki-kun…”
When you greet him, you watch as his face lights up, and those beautiful blue hues sparkle until your skin was burning… And you longed to keep that smile on his face… It was as if the two of you were in your own worlds, only attention was on each other, and nothing else matters… You were brought out of your thoughts when he ran at you, wrapping his arms around your shoulder as he gives you a noogie..
“Be prepared!! I’ve gotten stronger! And I want to face off against you one day!”
You tilt your head in confusion, trying your hardest not to sound like an idiot… Because your entire being was screaming to touch him.. To hold him… And just like that day, when he had beaten those boys for you, Aomine was the sun, and if you got too close, you’d surely be burned.
You let out a soft whimper, though it immediately vanishes when a tiny pressure rests against your forehead. You don’t want to open your eyes, in fear he’s going to leave.. He’s not physically here… He’s only here in your dreams… And you want to keep him here… You want his heat, his scent, his warmth… Everything Aomine Daiki is… You want to hold it in the palm of your hand… And yet, it’s time to stop living in the past, and move on…
You slowly open your eyes, releasing a slow breath, and when you feel the swing shift, you realize one thing…
Aomine is resting underneath you…
When you fell asleep, you landed on his chest, and the whole time you were napping, he remained in place, keeping you close… As if protecting you from the cool breeze.. His heart continues to beat under your ear, and you were scared to move, in case he got angry, or he would place you down, leaving you alone…
Instead, his arms tighten their grip, and you snuggle closer to his chest.
“Miss me that much, _____?”
His voice is teasing, hot against your ear, and you feel your cheeks burn in embarrassment… C…Curse him!! Your heart continues to beat in your chest, and you knew… You couldn’t get over him… Not even if you moved to a different continent….
Your heart would always be Aomine’s…
Slowly getting up, you cast him a glare, half straddling his hips as you look down at him, pouting…
“I could say the same about you… Aomine-kun..” you murmur, not missing the frown at addressing him by his last name. You grab onto his sweater, and move to get off him, when he tugs you back into his chest, growling darkly.
“I…It’s getting late!!”
“Don’t care…” he mumbles, gently nipping your ear, “I’ll stay the whole night if I have to…” he lets the words linger, and it makes your heart race… Letting out a soft gasp, you ignore the heat on your cheeks as you meet his blue hues…
Licking your lips, again ignoring the burning stare on your mouth, you whisper, “….Why?”
He clicks his tongue, rolling his eyes before leaning in, closer than before. His breath tickles your mouth, and you so badly want to close the gap… To just drown in him again and again.
“Use your head, _____… I know you’re not stupid.”
And when you open your mouth to retort, he swoops in, and silences your protest with his own, forever sending your heart into a frenzy.