It was such a joke. Everybody in their campus would have laughed their ass off if they knew that the big bad Daiki Aomine was a virgin. Well, if you could call a guy a virgin. Everybody would be able to quote him perfectly about how a woman should have big breast. He wouldn't feel ashamed to read some porn magazine during the lunch time in the canteen or later in the evening after his basketball practice. Daiki was actually very popular too. Tall and good looking, not to mention very good at sport, there were many girls had confessed their feeling to the dark skinned man. Almost every week, there would be a girl called him and confessed to him, asking him to be their boyfriend, which he quickly declined. Sure, Daiki loves women, especially sexy and beautiful ones, but he was not the type who could be bound. He didn't want to have a girlfriend because he thought it would only bother him. He liked to be free.
Of course, he didn't want to die a virgin too.
"You should just sleep with one of the girls, you have fan club dedicated for you, you know... Just choose one of the girl." His senior laughed when they were changing in the locker room. They had just done the practice and gotten ready to get home and somehow, their little chit-chat turned into something more interesting.
"No way," the navy blue haired guy groaned, "not with those girls. They would use it as a blackmail so I would date them. I am not interested to be in any kind of relationship right now. It's too much trouble."
One of his team mate lifted his brow, "so you want to fuck someone who would not even bother to ask your number after doing it?"
Daiki shrugged, that was not really what he meant but that sounded good too, "something like that."
"It would be difficult then," his senior tapped his chin with his finger as he thought, "almost all girls here would definitely want to be with your girlfriend."
Daiki grinned, "sure they do."
His friend rolled his eyes, "don't be over confident. There must be some one who didn't even care about you."
All of the team looked at the guy. Of course it must be a lie, right, everybody knew how popular was Daiki Aomine in their university. There would be no girl which was immune with his charm.
"Do you know Momoi?" his friend said again, this time, he grinned widely, "Momoi Satsuki, the same year like you." When Daiki shook his head, his friend tried again, "she i really beautiful. Pink hair, big boobs? You really don't know here?"
His senior's eyes widened at the realization, "ah Momoi! She is from the same faculty with me." He turned to Daiki and explained, "it would really work out with her. She is definitely your type of girl."
Daiki just lifted his brows but said nothing. Actually there were many girls who fitted his criteria but most of them were gravure idol. He had never met any of these girls in his campus. If his team mates were right, then he must really check this girl out. After all, jerking off had been kind of boring to do lately. He needed the real girl to satisfy his need.
"Speak of the devil."
Daiki and one of the seniors were on their way home, leaving the sport center building when they saw that girl. Long pink hair and big boobies. Daiki had to admit that he must have been really stupid to never realize that there was this kind of girl around him.
"That is Satsuki Momoi," his senpai whispered as they followed the girl with their eyes.
Satsuki Momoi was indeed a really beautiful girl. She could be famous if she became a gravure idol. But she was not alone that evening. There was a tall and handsome looking blonde guy on her right, Daiki thought he had seen him somewhere before, and though he almost missed him, there had been another guy on her left. A guy with pale blue hair and average height, he couldn't recognize his face but when she suddenly hugged the guy's waist, Daiki wondered if he was her boyfriend.
The blonde guy looked at his phone and looked troubled, he turned to the other two people and said something Daiki couldn't catch. She nodded and smile, which was returned by the blonde guy. To Daiki's surprised, the guy leaned down and planted a kiss on her lips casually. The pinkette giggled and slapped his shoulder playfully, then waving her hand then he ran leaving her and the other guy.
"What the fuck?" Daiki muttered when he saw her continued walking with the other guy, holding hand intimately and to his surprised, the shorter guy didn't seemed to be bothered by what had just happened, "didn't he get jealous or what? He let his friend kissed her?"
Daiki turned to his senior to see him chuckled, "that is not her boyfriend, that is Tetsuya Kuroko, it seemed like she really likes him... And the other guys is Kise Ryouta, the famous model, I think he is taking the same major like you."
Kise Ryouta, no he remembered that there had been a guy who had gotten more chocolates than him on Valentine Day, that must be him. It still didn't make a sense to him, "So, this Momoi girl, she likes that Kuroko guy but let that bastard kissed her in front of the guy she likes?" That doesn't make a sense.
"Well," his senior shrugged as they continued walking, "there had been rumors about her you know. It seems like she is kind of loose, you know, she sleeps around with many man. No string attached... She is really pretty so it's actually kind of disappointing." The raven haired man sighed, "but she is the right girl for you. You want to get rid of your virginity right, this is your chance."
Daiki frowned in disgust, "I don't want to sleep with a whore."
The other man laughed, "she is different. Just a one night stand won't kill you," he smirked, "just admit it, she was just really your type isn't she?"
The blunette didn't say anything and continued walking.
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The next time he saw her was in the University's Hospital's canteen. Daiki had been visiting his team mate who had broken his ankle accidentally two days ago. He was hungry and planned to have a lunch in the canteen when he saw her. Walking with another guy this time. A green haired medical student who looked older than his age. Daiki furrowed his brows, eyes following the couple to their seat, not too far from where he sat. That guy didn't look like someone who would date that type of girl. He looked like a boring honored student who would not date anyone until his parents set him on a marriage. But apparently Daiki was wrong because the honor student didn't seem to look awkward to be seen with the beautiful girl. He even used his thumb to wipe some sauce on her chin. She giggled when he did that while the tall guy just sighed and shook his head.
This time, Daiki could take a better look on the girl. The first time he saw her, the surrounding had gotten dark but this time he could see that actually the girl was really beautiful. Her face was small with perfect little nose and cute pouty lips. Deep inside he could understand why those guys he'd seen with her didn't seem to be bothered by her loose behavior. She had a really beautiful smile, and her boobies were just as big as those gravure idol. Oh he wouldn't mind at all to lose his virginity with her.
Daiki wondered if his friends could help him to get into her pants. Well, from what he'd heard about her, it shouldn't be difficult, right? He had decided that she was the right girl for him. She didn't seem like a girl who would think of it seriously. It was just a one night stand, she wouldn't mind and since it seemed like she had a major crush on that pale guy he saw the other night, she wouldn't ask him to take responsibility and be her boyfriend. No string would be attached and everyone's gonna be happy.
Just as he thought about a way into her pants, suddenly, their eyes met. It was only for few seconds but in those little time she had been smiling at him and for a weird reason it made his heart beat faster.
She had a really beautiful smile.
And beautiful racks, he added.
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Author's Note
My first AoxMomo fic and this is AU. Even though AoxMomo is my OTP but I actually like to pair Momoi with the rest of GoM too... But in this fic, it would focus on AoxMomo relationship. Well maybe a little KuroxMomo too.
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Regards,
Recchinon