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Monstrous	By : Magma Category: +G to L > Kuroko no Basket Views: 3035 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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[A/N]
The kiss arrives..!
Sorry for the cliff hanger last time... :P
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*whistle blows*
"Time Out..! End Third Quarter..! ", the announcer's voice beams through the stadium.
Keio's five quietly make their way to the benches and plonk themselves down. The Inter-U was a lot more taxing than any of them had thought. Each and every match after the prelims, ending with their win, was mightily tiring.

Now, sitting there more than half way through the quarter-final, the five prodigies sneak a look at their coach.
Mira was right beside the bench, biting her lower lip with a very intense thoughtful expression, clutching the board in her hand, frantically trying to come up with a way of getting through this tyrant of a match.
The boys, some gripping their bottles up high, water running down their faces and others with towels hanging from their heads, were trying to cool off as quickly as possible.
"Oi..! Ya gonna say something or what..?"
Mira snaps back to reality and sees Aomine with a pink towel on his head, damp and glossy locks beneath it, waiting for an answer. Pink towel..? Really..? The hell was with that thing..? Looks kinda cute though.
"Ohh right...",and she continued with that. Team formations, individual tactics, and a few words of encouragement were enough to get em going.
"Aho..!", she called, just as the blunette was walking onto court.
His lips twitched almost immediately into a crooked smirk. After their encounter at the court post the prelims, instead of things getting awkward, they sorta moved forward. All formalities left behind, simple insults had become endearing, every jab to the side became affectionate, her smile trapping him in a whirlwind of emotion.
And he turned around to see just that.
"Get your head in the game..!", she teased, her smile now spreading into the toothy grin he had come to love.
"Tsk", he waved to her and walked forward, his own smile refusing to leave.
As the game continued, Mira suddenly zoned out. That last call to him had become regular. In every game now, she'd call out to him, tell him to get his shit together, and he wouldflash a smile and do just that. It was a silent order for him to win, get it home as they say. And he had done just that until now. Gotten it home. To her.
She now thought back to that evening.....
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[flashback]
As they stared at each other, passion flowing from one to the other, neither was even remotely gonna dare to break the other's gaze. His eyes took in her features, taking in every detail all over again, feasting on their beauty. They bounced from her eyes to her lips and back and he leaned forward, inching closer....
*the sound of a throat clearing*
Their heads snap backward and away, heads turned to the side to see one narrow-eyed big brother.
"Aniki...", she mumbled, half shocked and half disappointed.
But by then his eyes had already left her's and looked straight into those of the blunette next to her.
"I can explain...", he began.
"No need...", Kiyoshi walked forward to him with an unreadable look.
Mira was inwardly panicking. Kiyoshi always had a habit of going a little overboard when it came to the guys she supposedly liked. Hell, he'd punched one of them for an innocent peck..!
Aomine's eyes widened as the centre neared and he nearly cringed as Kiyoshi's hand lifted.
Mira had her eyes closed, not wanting to witness her usually calm and sweet big brother go at it with the guy she liked.
But nothing came. As she came to, she saw a hand extended, an invitation instead of a fight. She saw that Aomine had recovered from the slight cringe she noticed earlier and guided his hand to shake the centre's.
Kiyoshi on the other hand was having a moment. A moment of absolute pride of having one of the most fearless guys he knew, visibly cringe at his advancements. Yay..! His mind screamed and Childish..! , screamed his conscience.
Kiyoshi let out a slight laugh at the tension in the room.
"I'm not here to fight"
"In fact all I wanna say is, it's about damn time..!", he says grinning.
"What..?", they both exclaim in unison.
Mira walk to him. "Since when are you so accepting..?"
"Hey..!", whines Kiyoshi. "I've always been accepting..!"
"Not when it comes to guys I like..!"
Aomine jumps inwardly at that. She liiiikkkeeess him...!! Secretly wanting to pull her away for her giant of a brother and kiss the living day lights out of her.
"That was like once..!", defends Kiyoshi. "And plus, you didn't really go after guys all that much..."
That was true. Mira had always hated the way girls would fawn over guys with promises of giving and receiving, of love and happiness, rainbows and unicorns and all that crap. She never really understood the concept of an actual relationship.
So when she got asked on a date in middle-school, she kinda freaked out, her girly side emerging, insecurities flowing out. And when he kissed her, a tiny peck on the cheek, Kiyoshi was a lot less than happy. And when, after another date, he went from her cheek to her lips, Kiyoshi was enraged. He punched the poor boy so hard, he practically fell on his butt.
After that incident, boys stayed away from her. And this time it wasn't just because they were afraid of her, but also of her tyrant of a big brother.
And here he was, practically giving them permission for a full blown kiss..!
"So you're okay with me..?", asked Aomine. He too had heard of this incident.
"Well yes... As long as you don't hurt her..."
The soon to be love-birds (not the first word I'd use to describe them) looked at each other, excitement clear in their eyes.
"... And if you do...", there comes the threat Kiyoshi has always wanted to deliver and with a giant clawing hand that sits itself on the blunette's head,

"... You will live to regret it"
Aomine was honestly surprised at how unfazed the centre was when saying that. There was no anger in his eyes, no warning, nothing. Just a smile which when coupled with those words, sent shivers down the ace's spine.
"Understood", said the blunette with a nod, trying his hardest not to show his bewilderment. Aomine had serious respect for this guy. After everything he'd been through he was still so awe-inspiringly strong, both in actions and in words.
To be perfectly honest, Kiyoshi had nothing against Aomine, infact, he kinda liked him. The guy had the confidence, the style, the charm and the skills, in not just basketball. He could be a serious air-head sometimes, letting his ego do the talking and the arrogance, pushing people away. But the centre had a feeling that if given the chance, and with the right person to put him back in line, he would make a fine man.
The centre had full faith in his sister. Mira was a hard-hearted girl, someone not too easy to get to. She could easily beat the shit out of guys who meant harm and protect what she truly cared about. And boy was he proud of that..! Afteral, he did have a huge hand in making her that way.
All these thoughts were shoved to the corner as he was suddenly hit by a blinding brown wave. Mira hugged him, showing him how thankful she was to him and how much his permission meant to her. The centre, wrapped his arms around her like a shield and she leaned in, missing the warmth, love and protection they gave her.
"He's missing you...", he whispers into her hair and she looks up at his face staring at the ace.
She slowly pulled away, smiled at her brother and walked to the blunette as he stood there waiting, watching the siblings, feeling their closure.
"He kinda ruined the moment huh..?", she said hinting at her brother.
Kiyoshi chuckled and started toward the lockers mumbling something about grabbing his bags.
"More like he sealed it...", Aomine was glad to have gotten that conversation over.
The young coach steps closer and wraps her arms around the ace's neck. He stayed still, his heart racing, wondering if this was really about to happen. Gradually, those soft lips pressed down, and the blunettes's eyes widened.
Somehow, this was a familiar sensation. His body thrummed with warmth. The feel of those chapped lips gently pressing against his mouth thrilled him. His lips parted a little. Mira gave a quiet gasp, but there was nothing more, no tongue, just heat escaping those lips.
Then he leaned up. The coach's face rose to follow the heat, enjoying the feel, yet the ace suddenly pulled back and gazed down.
And then just as suddenly he dived down.
Mira tilted her chin up to lock her lips with his. Finally! This was the way she wanted to be kissed, with ardent meaning, not fleeting and half-hearted.
Aomine had never felt like this before. He might have felt desires, dreamed intense fantasies, but now … now his body moved on its own. A moaning grunt escaped both of them as lips and teeth clashed in a battle. He wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her even closer, needfully. He wanted that warmth against him.
Then he suddenly pulled away again with a jolt, not wanting to be too rough. It really was almost too much. If they kept this fervid passion going, he might lose all control, out here in the open. Part of him knew that they needed to stop, but instead he just looked down at her blushing face with uncertainty.
"Oi..! Don't get to carried away...", teased Kiyoshi as he walked out if the lockers with his bags. "I'll be outside", he smiled and walked out.
Aomine's eyes turned to her again. He was beside himself. He just couldn't get enough of her..!
This time, when their lips locked together, Mira sighed quietly through her nose in a gentle and sweet sound. They shared open mouth kisses, but not to the extent of trespassing the other's mouth. No tongue, just lips, sometimes a gentle suck on the bottom lip until the other groaned. The kisses were warm and sweet, sensual and gentle for the most part.
With an annoying call from her brother, Mira pulled away.
"You're a really good kisser."
Aomine blushed in a way he never had before when girls told him he kissed good. Normally, he boasted about his ability to kiss a girl to make her melt. But hearing that such an amazing kisser liked his own simple kisses made him warm inside.
"I … I'd like … more," she muttered. "Eventually." When she looked at the ace's face, she could no longer hold back. "Constantly," she sighed in confession. She reached forward, taking his face into her hands and lowering his ears to those waiting lips. In a whisper, she breathed, "I already want more."
All words died on his lips when he saw the blush on her cheeks and a small lick to her lips. So, he leaned over again. Their noses touched tenderly, and their lips barely caressed each other.
It was soft. Too soft! It almost felt like Aomine was trying to not kiss her with any seriousness. It was infuriating, almost getting that feeling, yet having him pull back.

"I... Gotta go now...", she whispered.
His hold on her waist tightened. "I don't wanna let go...", he whined.
"Me neither... But I guess all that's gonna have to wait...", she pulled back and smiled.
"Too bad I ain't got that kinda patience..."
Mira chuckled at that. "Too bad cuz you have to"
Aomine grinned and rested on her shoulder, loving how she kept both arms around him, hugging him in this simple yet tender embrace.
Another annoying shout from Kiyoshi. Ugh..! Why can't he just leave them in peace..?
She pulled back and gave him a small yet loving peck on the lips.
"Yup... That's my cue...", she let go and started walking backwards. He stared at her in longing and a small mischievous smirk made its way back to his lips.
"I'll see ya then...", he waved.
[end flashback]
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"Aomine-kun", yelled Kuroko as he threw the ball over to the waiting ace.
The quarter-final had entered its last minute and all players were running around trying to get in as many points as possible.
Aomine ducked and dodged and passed and caught and ran across court to their basket with a drive that made all men stare at his flying masterpiece. He lifted off the ground, formless as always and merely jerked the ball forward. To the awe of the audience, it tumbled right into the basket.
Kiyoshi, who was right under the basket, flew too, and vice-clawed that ball, pushing it straight into Kagami's hands. The redhead moved but with an awfully powerful double team on him, he couldn't strike. He looked around and in a flash, Kuroko was right in front of him. He tossed the ball to him and Kuroko took a step back, aimed and pushed the ball, it vanishing into thin air one second and landing with a thud into the court the next.
As the minutes passed, their movements became more frantic and rushed. Aomine looked to their coach only to see her grinning like they'd already won. Well they kinda had. So to seal their victory, he took it upon himself to make the final shot.
Hayama, dribbling the ball with lightning speed, whooshed passed the opposition and threw the ball to Kagami who, with Kiyoshi's help, alley-ooped the ball right through the hoop. In a flash, the ball flew to Kuroko and then to Kiyoshi, who with a friendly smile, passed to Aomine. The blunette accepted gladly and ran forward and with a double team on him, turned 360 degrees, pushing through and jammed the ball in from afar.
The crowd roared to their victory.
Aomine landed with a thud and before he could react, he was ambushed by his teammates with complements and pats to the back. He smiled warmly and complemented back, congratulating them on their victory.
Mira stood by their benches, a soft smile on her face and yelled to them to get to the line-up.
Post that the boys made their way back to their respective benches.
"One more down, two more to go", Kagami huffed as he dropped down.
The rest just sighed.
"With the way you guys are going, I'd say we have a pretty good chance of winning this thing", Mira said walking over. She too was tired and stressed, both emotionally and mentally over this damned tournament.
"I sure do hope so", Aomine groaned as he pulled a towel over his head and parked himself next to her.
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"Told ya not to be nervous...", the power forward steps out into the gardens at the stadium.
"Yeah... I guess..."
Aomine slowly and carefully sneaks his arms around her waist and rests his chin on her shoulder, inhaling her scent. "I missed you..."
"Hmm... ", she leans into him, turns to his side and brushes their lips together.

"I missed you too...", she whispers pulling back just a little, eyes closed as she sighs contentedly.
Aomine had never considered himself to be the relationship kinda guy. His love for basketball had kept him far apart from that. It occupied, almost completely, his mind and his heart.
He'd had a lot of flings, none long lasting of course, cuz all the girls would just whine and complain about his lack of time and care for them, which was kinda true. So, to avoid unnecessary drama, he'd restrict himself to just some light teasing and Mai-chan's magazines.
But all that changed when the brunette, now currently resting in his arms, came into the picture. She'd blown him away like the winter wind, freezing all this thoughts, shattering them, and occupying the space thus created. Like he'd said before, she was perfect for him. She had the looks the body, the mind, the attitude and most importantly, the undiluted love for basketball.
He didn't want this to be just some fling, devoid of feelings and filled with benefits. He wanted to take his time, get to know what she liked, take her out on dates, cuddle her while watching a movie, kiss her under the starry sky... Holding her there in a lazy embrace, he couldn't help but think about how he wanted this to be... How he wanted it to evolve... He would never have thought, even in his wildest dreams, that he'd actually want a normal relationship, filled with love. A love that's so imperfect that it's perfect...
Love huh..? His conscience muttered. I must be going nuts..!
They stayed there for a while, resting and recovering when a sudden growl, from the ace's stomach, broke through the silence.
Mira chuckled and the blunette's cheeks redden with embarrassment.
"After a game as tiring as that, it's no wonder you're hungry...", she says ruffling his hair. "How bout I get you a sandwich or something..?"
"Nah I'm cool..! I can wait till we get back or maybe I'll grab something from the guys..."
"That's gonna take a while... How bout I get you a soda..?"
"Ohh no..! Your staying me..!", he pulls her down onto the grass with him and tackles her with tickles.
She squeals and bursts out laughing when those surprisingly soft fingertips ghost over her skin. He loves it when she just lets go like this, it takes atleast some of the stress away. Not to mention how cute she is this way...
*stomach growls*
His hand leave her in a split second as a red tint makes it's way across his face.
Mira, unable to contain the laughter, bursts out, rolling on the grass.
"Hey..!", he whines pouting.
"And you say I'm the one that's cute", the brunette chuckles and pulls his nose playfully. "We've got to get you something to eat"
"I guess I could have a soda...", he mutters, his pout still on.
"Then I'm gonna get some", she groans as she gets up. "Sit tight"
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"Ugh..! Stupid machine..!", the brunette says, growling at the machine.
No matter how many times she'd kick it, it just wouldn't budge..!
"I give up...", she mumbles with a tired sigh. Slumping down on the bench next to the cursed machine, she glares at it with narrowed eyes.
Where the hell is that blue headed idiot when she needs him..?
"Need a hand...?"
She looks up to see a tall young man with an athletic build. His dark gray hair in cornrows, keeping the braids to the back, smiling down at her.
"No thanks... I can manage just fine", she says stretching her legs a little before getting back on her feet.
"Hey it's just soda... ", he says with a soft smile, walks over to the machine, presses a few buttons and out pops a soda.
"Gee... Thanks..!"
"No problem... How many do ya need..?"
"Bout 4 but I'll get it", she says taking a step forward. "Thanks for the help anyway"
She taps the machine again and out pops... nothing.
She lets out a disappointed sigh. "What's with this thing..?", she whines.
"Here let me...", a second later, he turns to her with 4 of them sodas.
Mira reaches out to grab them but he pulls away just a little.
"Ohh no...", he teases. She looks at him puzzled.
"You name in exchange for these sodas"
"Seriously..?", Mira says with her head cocked to the side.
"You want your sodas or not..?", he teases with a smirk.
She rolls her eyes. "Fine.. The name's Mira. Now can I get my sodas..?"
"Mira...", he repeats. "That's a beautiful name..."
Mira chuckles at that. "Beautiful name..? That the best you can do..?"
"I'm afraid my best is something you can only see on the court"
"Unfortunately for me, I'm too tired to watch another match..."
"Too bad, cuz I'm ready to kick some serious ass", he says stretching his arms. His shirt lifting slightly, showing off some seriously well defined abs.
"That supposed to impress me..?", she says amused.
"It's supposed to intrigue you...", he says with a rather disturbingly weird voice.
Mira bursts out laughing. "Yeah... not happening"
"Don't say that to other girls... It's creepy"
"It got you to laugh didn't it..? That scowl there was scary..!"
Mira's features soften a little. "Thanks again..."
"No problem... Now if you'll excuse me, I have a match to get to", he says bowing down, hand extended to the side.
The brunette lets out a small chuckle. "Some girls might actually think that's charming",
He just chuckles at her before waving his goodbye and starts walking.
"Hey what's your name..?", calls the brunette after him.
"Haizaki... Haizaki Shougo", he calls back.
"Ohh and... If you ever want a soda again... I'll be happy to help", he turns to his side and says with a mischievous grin, his piercings shining under the lights.
"Tsk whatever", she says rolling her eyes unaware or the dark cerulean ones glaring at her from around the corner, having caught the entire display.
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[A/N]
i know that Haizaki is a little out of character here...
Not to worry cuz I'm getting there :D
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