Your head was blending a thousand thoughts together, though one phrase kept on returning back to the front of your mind.

I won't fool you around, like Akashi will.

What did that even mean? Kise made it sound like it's inevitable to escape Akashi's 'foolishness' or whatever that meant. He also made it sound like you were being tossed around from one team member to another- Oh. That was what was occurring. Shaking your head, you pressed a frozen hand to your pulsating chest. Was it thudding this way as a result of the cold? Of the game that was revolving around you? Or someone else...

You were on your way to a small café, which was a small trek away from your home to meet Kise. Although, it didn't seem like a small trek when it was raining. Every drop felt like hammers in miniature. You struggled to hold an umbrella over your head in the torrential wind and rain, it was threatening to be ripped away from your grip.

"Augh!" You let out a yell as the umbrella was wrenched from your hands, and wind and rain suddenly blew into your face, clouding your vision. With a hand shielding your eyes, you stumbled over to the spot where the umbrella had flew to. It was almost impossible to move because of the 30mph wind slamming into your side.

Just as you were an arms-length away from the handle of your fallen umbrella, another hand reached in, lifting it away from your grasp. You let out a gasp, ready to look up, grumble your thanks and then leave- before you saw who it was.

"Kise?!"

"Gotcha!" He said, closing and handing you your own umbrella whilst shielding the both of you with his own. It was a few seconds of him beaming down at you, and you staring up at him through your ratty locks of hair before you stood up, folding your arms, and began to walk away, "He-Hey! (Y/N)!" Kise shouted from behind you, the volume of his footsteps became louder until you were under his umbrella again. He found it easy to keep up with your short, quick strides with his long legs, "Where are you going?"

You found it hard to speak with his eyes on you, you knew you looked like a drowned rat, "To the café," you grumbled under your breath, cupping your hands on either side of your face so he couldn't see the mess that you looked like. Unexpectedly, a hand was on one of yours, pulling you towards Kise and pulling down the guard. The next thing you knew was that Kise's face was staring into your own. You began to blush furiously, averting your gaze as his amber eyes continued to gaze.

"I like the wet look," he said, not batting an eyelash. Your mouth fell open as you struggled to find something to say, aware of the blush taking hostage of your face.

"Yeah- well- the café will think I look like a bum!" You said, glaring down at the pavement irately.

"If you're that worried…" he said, trailing off his sentence. You frowned, just as you were looking back up at him, rain drops started pelting down on you, making you let out a squeal.

"Kise?!" You shouted. When you finally squinted up at him, shielding your eyes from the tonne of rain, you were taken aback. He was staring down at you with a beam on his face, the umbrella at his side. What the fuck is he doing? You thought.

"We can both look like bums together!" He said through the rain, an angelic smile on his face. His blonde hair was plastered to his scalp, raindrops trickling down his face and soaking him from head to toe. His white shirt was almost transparent… shaking your head, you were about to make a remark at him before you realised his hand was still on yours. And people were staring.

"What are you doing?! Get a move on, idiot!" You yelled, beginning to march off in pretend anger. But you couldn't keep the smile off your face when you realised maybe Kise was there for you.

x x x

Not only had the café denied you entrance because of the state of the both of you, but every other place was full up. So Kise had decided to take you back to his house.

At this moment in time, you were sitting on his couch, staring around the empty space. Not that it was literally empty, no, it was just that the only life in the house was you, and Kise. It was full to brim with modern furniture and stacks of magazines on each coffee table. You wondered whose those were.

"Hey, Kise. You do modelling?" You said, turning around. Only to meet an empty kitchen where Kise was once standing. "Where the hell did that boy go?" You muttered to yourself, continuing to search around the dead silent room with your eyes, only to no avail.

It wasn't exactly a large house, if you excluded the many hallways, empty rooms and useless spaces.

"What does your family do for a living?" You whispered to yourself as you trekked down hallway number two, peering into each rooms. You were sure your hair was leaving a trail of water behind you, at least you could find your way back to the sofa.

As you neared the end of the hallway, you heard a familiar voice and your heart leaped. Finally, you had found him. With your hand on the handle the voice was coming from, you realised that it wasn't just one voice. Frowning, you pressed your ear to the door and listened to the conversation. You were sure it was only the two of you in the house, so that had to mean-

"I'm busy, Midorimacchi!" You heard Kise say. So he was on the phone with Midorima.

And he had it on loud speaker, even better.

"Kise, you knew practice was on today."

"Yeah, well. I'm looking after my sister." You narrowed your eyes, he was trying to cover that he was seeing you? You weren't going to have any of that.

Turning the handle, you slammed the door open and began your rage, "Kise. If you don't want to see me, fine! But-," your sentence was cut short as your gaze came upon the boy himself. He was standing there in the middle of the room, facing the window. In his underwear.

There was a few seconds of silence before Midorima's voice on the phone interrupted the tense atmosphere.

"(Y/N)?"

Kise turned around in silence, a pained expression on his face. You could see him mumbling curses under his breath. His finger was raising to press to his lips, but in your embarrassed state, you kept on blurting words out.

"I'm so sorry! I should go, bye! See you later, Kise!" You backed out of the room slowly, before running down the hallway. As you ran, furious thoughts were spiralling around your mind. You're so stupid, wasn't the first thing you were taught is to knock?! You were aware of the cherry red blush on your face when you were in front of the door, looking into the mirror.

You pressed your burning forehead against the cool mirror and let out a sigh. Stupid, stupid, stupid. It was a minute or so before you regained your posture and turned towards the door, setting your hand upon the handle. Just as it was a crack open, an arm reached over your head and slammed it shut, making you jump.

"Don't go, (Y/N)." Kise murmured from behind you, making you tense up. You could feel his body heat, which meant that he was literally right behind you. All you hoped is that he wasn't in just his underwear this time. Slowly, you twisted around and came face to face with abs. Thankfully, he had pulled on a pair of black trousers and slung a white shirt over his arms and shoulders, but hadn't hidden the washboard abs from view. Gulping, you averted your eyes and looked up at him through your eyelashes.

"What did Aomine say on the phone?" You asked him quietly, fidgeting from foot to foot as you waited for an answer. He tensed up slightly, before smiling and shaking his head.

"Nothing." He responded. You raised your eyebrows slightly, but didn't question anything of it. There was a few seconds of silence before he withdrew his arm from beside your head and began to head back to the living room. You obediently followed, before your body was ruptured with a loud sneeze. The next thing you knew Kise was in front of you, with a panicked expression on his face, "You OK, (Y/N)?! Sorry, I never gave you a towel, I dried off my hair already." You hadn't noticed his hair was dry, but now you were closer, you saw it was fluffy. Instinctively, your hand raised to touch it, but you froze when you realised what you were doing. Kise's amber eyes flickered from your hand to your face and a smile lit up his worried face.

"I'll be fine, honestly, Kise." You said, shaking your head and rubbing your nose.

"I'll dry it for you," he said. Your eyes widened before a smile appeared on your lips. You began to laugh, making a fake pout appear on his face, "I know how to dry hair, (Y/N)! Don't bully me!" Your laughs trailed off, leaving you holding your stomach.

"Prove it."

x x x

You were sitting cross-legged on Kise's bed, him sitting behind you with one leg either side of you. Neither of you were speaking, just the loud vacuum of the hairdryer filling up the comfortable silence.

"Kise?" You spoke up, keeping your voice level with the hairdryer, "How do you know how to blow-dry hair, properly?" You added, reclining back into him slightly so you could hear him easier.

Before he spoke, there was a short silence and a gulp, "I have two older sisters." He said, you opened your mouth to question where they were, "They left home a while ago, to go live with their boyfriends and get jobs."

"Oh."

"Also, my father leaves on business trips each few months and my mother travels with him." There was a few moments of quiet, before he spoke up again, in a lighter tone, "Turn around so I can dry the front, (Y/N)." You complied, turning around and facing him. Noticeably, the expression on his face was marginally sullen.

"Don't you get lonely, Kise?" You asked quietly, you were close enough now that the hairdryer didn't drown out your words.

"Sometimes," he said lowly. He switched off the hairdryer and set it beside the both of you. His gaze averted from your hair to your own (E/C) eyes. His sullen expression quickly changed into his usual, happy-go-lucky look, "So, how do you like it?!" He said, flipping out his phone and changing the camera so you could see your reflection. Your hair didn't look any different but still, you played along.

"I love it!" You said, going onto your knees and wrapping your arms around him in a hug. You felt his chin move as he grinned into your shoulder.

"Does this mean I win?"

You blinked in confusion.

"Huh?" You said, pushing away from him and staring as his words ran through your mind. Your brain was like machine cogs winding faster and faster until you actually understood the meaning of his words. And when you understood, you turned sour. Pushing him off of you, you slid off the bed and walked backwards, away from him. The only way he could read your emotions was the obviously pissed-off expression on your face. "Was this all a joke? Just to 'win my heart', as Akashi said?" You said, a trace of anger in your words.

"No- but- (Y/N). You know what we had to do-," he stressed, pushing himself off of the bed, taking a step towards you slowly. The frown on your face turned into a sneer, you folded your arms in defence when your back met the wall.

"And here I thought we were actually, truthfully, getting along," you said, "But, no. Of course this was all a joke- a game." You were biting your cheek to stop tears flowing to your eyes. You were hurt, so hurt that you were almost crying over a guy who had admitted to playing the 'game' Akashi had set, and you had fallen for it.

"Come on, (Y/N). I had to-," he started, just before you interrupted him in another rage.

"You didn't have to! Don't pretend like this was compulsory, Kise," you said, venom lacing the words of your voice. He was now an arm lengths away from you, and still getting closer. You wished the wall would swallow you up. There was a stillness before you opened your mouth and said faintly, "You are just as corrupt as Akashi."

A hand slammed into the wall beside your head, making you yelp in shock. Kise's hair was covering his eyes, casting a shadow over his face. All you could see was his mouth twist into a smile. You gulped, staring wide-eyed at his face until he threw his head back and begin laughing. You dead panned, blinking in surprise.

"Huh?" You said as Kise turned towards you, a beam on his face. He pulled you away from the wall and into his arms.

"Sorry, (Y/N). I was just teasing you, if I'm going to win your heart, I'll do it the proper way." He mumbled into your hair, you could feel his smile on the top of head. You bit your cheek to stop yourself from smiling, but still, one broke through. You pushed him away and began to laugh with him.

"You're such a soppy ass."

"You're just like Akashi," he retorted, echoing your words from earlier. You bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling, but to no avail. Laughing, you began to hit his chest half-heartedly, you were sure it was doing him no damage. "You look pretty when you laugh," he said, all-of-a-sudden. You stopped laughing and stared at him, you didn't have long to respond before he ran at you, tucked his arms under your own and began to spin you around. Your hair flew out behind you as you wrapped your arms around his waist and began to laugh in his face.

"Kise! Stop! We're going to-," your energetic shouting was interrupted as Kise let out a yell as he tripped over his own feet. You let out a scream as you began to fall backwards, Kise destined to land on top of you. However, you felt as if you were falling in slow-motion as he expertly twisted to make sure he landed first. And when he did, you are pretty sure it hurt. A lot. "-fall." You finished, out of breath even though it wasn't you who was doing the spinning. You were pinned on all fours on top of him, staring down at his emotionless face. Did he knock himself out? You raised a hand and pressed it to his cheek, a worried expression on your face before-

"Boo!" He shouted in your face, making you scream. He quickly wrapped an arm around your waist, flipping the two of you over. Before you knew it, his amber gaze was staring down at you, blonde tresses falling over your face. "Wasn't that fun-."

"Found them."

x x x

You gasped as a voice came from the doorway, tilting your head backwards you saw a purple-headed giant looming in the doorway. Your eyes widened and you pressed your hands to Kise's chest in order to push him away, but he weighed a tonne and didn't budge an inch.

"Kise! Get off!" You hissed hurriedly, fidgeting under the blonde's body. But it seemed as though Kise was frozen in confusion as he continued to stare at the group at the door.

"How did you get- wah!" He let out a yelp as he was kicked off of you, and Aomine was left staring down at you. His mouth grew into a smirk as his hand outstretched to grab yours. Since you continued to lay on the floor and stare up at him as if he was a supernatural phenomenon, he yanked you up with ease, letting you fly into his chest. As you began to process what was going on, you pushed yourself off of him and stared at the group of five (excluding the blonde on the floor) boys staring straight back at you.

"It seems as though we interrupted them," Midorima said pointedly, turning his attention to glare at Kise on the floor.

"Yes you did!" Kise responded. It looked as though he was crying, you stared at him. Then you realised what it must have resembled.

"Oh! No, no. It wasn't like that," you laughed awkwardly, gulping as all of their gazes fell upon you again, "Kise was spinning me around and then he tripped and then-"

"The door was left open, Ryouta." A new voice entered the conversation, interrupting your rushed explanation. Akashi made you swallow your words as he stepped further into the room, staring down at the weeping boy on the floor. "It seems as though someone forgot to turn the lock whilst escaping," he added whilst still looking at Kise. It was when he had finished speaking he pointedly turned his piercing gaze towards you. So it wasn't just Midorima who had heard you intrude on Kise on the phone call.

Though Akashi's stare was intimidating, you forced yourself to hold his gaze, creating a tense atmosphere around the two of you. It wasn't until Kuroko interrupted that the thick cloud around the both of you was broken.

"Kise, I'd like some of your red-bean tea."

"Eh?! Kurokocchi, only Midorima likes that!"

"Kuroko… are you trying to mimic me?"

"Yes," Kuroko began to leave the room, making Kise scramble upon his knees and chase after him. Midorima left abruptly after, bellowing warnings to Kuroko down the hallway.

x x x