Hello, everyone!

Here's the fifth chapter of the story!

Thanks for all the support you're giving me :) *smooches*

Disclaimer: I do not own KnB nor its characters.

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"GOOD MORNING! WAKE UP AND GET READY! YOUR CHALLENGE STARTS IN AN HOUR!"

The sound of he speakers echoed throughout the island, interrupting everyone's sleep.

"What the fuck?!" Kagami opened his eyes and stared at the heavy weight that rested on his chest. Aomine's arm encircled his waist on the front, not hiding a dry and white substance. He widened his eyes and images from the previous night flashed through his mind: the berries. It was those evil fruits' fault! Then he'd felt weird and hot, and Aomine had helped him...

...and he'd helped Aomine.

He remembered the feeling of his rival's hand on his own manhood, and the feel of his hand wrapped around the dark flesh. And those kisses. Oh those kisses, the vivid memory of the guy's tongue in his mouth was making him feel dizzy all over again.

Still, what had he done?! That was just so wrong...and with Ahomine!

"Oh Gosh..." He ran a hand in his red locks. "Hey, Aho. Wake the hell up." Kagami poked the man's arm, but the idiot wasn't showing any sign of consciousness yet.

"Aomine." He looked at the sleeping figure, observing the relaxed features of the boy's face. He was really handsome when he didn't have his scowl-like expression. Kagami let his hand roam through the blue hair, gently. "Aomine... WAKE UP!" He gave the dark nape under his fingers a loud slap.

"OUCH! The hell?!" Touou's ace opened his eyes and rubbed the aching spot. "Why did you do that, Bakagami?! I was sleeping, jeez..." Aomine looked at his surroundings and noticed the white stain on his roommate's bare abs.

"Oh..." He smirked. "So, did you enjoy last night's show?"

"Shut up!" The redhead looked away, blushing but still mad: how could he be ok after doing something like that?!

"I can tell you did..." Aomine traced the white marks with his fingertips, not giving up his smirk. "We'd better clean this up, wanna shower togeth-"

Kagami grabbed the pillow and shoved it on the idiot's face. "No, THANKS."

He escaped from the player's weight and put a random shirt on, then he grabbed a towel and some shampoo.

"I'm going to shower, alone."

"Tch, whatever".

Aomine stared at the wooden tiles hovering his face. The previous night's turning of events hadn't disappointed him, if anything the opposite. Kagami's reactions were the most erotic thing he'd seen in a while.

He smiled. "I'll find a way to see him like that again."

Kagami went down the staircase, still not believing it. He'd jerked off together with Aomine, they had touched each other and come together on his body. He shivered, the white substance stuck to his skin was his and the guy's sexual fluids, mixed together. And what bothered him the most was the fact that he found it weirdly satisfying, almost fascinating.

"Shit. What am I thinking now?!"

He couldn't say he hadn't enjoyed it, in fact it had felt fucking amazing. He'd never reached that peak of pleasure on his own.

"Kagami-kun! How are you feeling today?" Bright blue eyes looked at him with a morning smile.

"Uhm, well, I guess." He noticed how Kuroko's bed air reached his own height.

Himuro walked next to them "Did Aomine really help you? Honestly, I was surprised when he asked us not to bother, saying he'd take care of you."

Well he had taken care of him...in more than one way.

"Yes he...helped me" Kagami couldn't look in his brother's eyes.

"Wow, so he can be useful too, huh?" Wakamatsu stepped in.

The redhead looked away and blushed. "I guess." The memories were still very vivid. "I'm going to shower."

"What?! What about breakfast?" Hayama's voice came from upstairs, but Kuroko reassured him.

"We only have apples anyway..."

"I'm almost out of snacks, isn't there a shop around here?!" Murasakibara walked closer to his friend with one of his last packs.

"I hardly think so, Atsushi."

"Mhh...what a pity." He ate a potato chip.

Kagami entered the shower cabin and let the water fall on his body, enjoying the light massage the small drops were giving him, running on his skin. He looked down and blushed, observing the mixed semen on his stomach. The more he looked at it, the more he recalled those moments, and the instant his vision blurred and he gave in to his most unforgettable pleasure.

He remembered Aomine's touch on his skin, on his chest, their chests pressed together, his rival sucking on his sensitive nipples... (why was he even sensitive there!?). Then the player's hand exploring every inch of his body, teasing him, feeling him, and the pulsing vein he felt under his own hands when he slowly pumped his... oh gosh.

Before he knew it, Kagami was touching himself under the water, the sensation enhanced by the falling droplets. His soft moans echoed in the room, bouncing on the white tiles, making the pleasure simply overwhelming. But it wasn't enough.

He slowly rubbed the tip of his manhood, circling it with his index finger, then he moved down, teasing the base. He started pumping at a slow rhythm, then increased the peace of his movements.

"Aomine..."

He called his rival's name, imagining the hot, strong arms circling him and touching him everywhere, sensually teasing his most sensitive spots. Kagami kept working on his member while, with a hand, he traced his abs end ended up on his chest, next to his hard nubs. He'd never even thought of doing that, but it was too late to go back now. He pinched and squeezed the sensitive spot, moaning and humming in the water. He was already feeling kinda dizzy, so he had to rest his weight against the cold wall to stay up.

"Hmm..ng-"

Kagami closed his eyes in ecstasy and felt a wave of pleasure finally shocking him, releasing his hot substance on the tiles.

He kept panting for a few seconds, then a sense of guilt struck him: he'd done it again.

"Fuck!"

The redhead washed his body and hair in a rush, scrubbing his stained stomach, then he ran out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist.

He heard a knock on the door.

"Oi, Bakagami! I need to take a shit, hurry the fuck up!"

"WAIT!" Kagami tok another towel and dried himself off. "There's another bathroom! Go there!"

"Wakamatsu's using it, and it looks like yesterday's food has taken a weird turn on him. He's having explosive diarrhea and-"

"You don't need to tell me the details!"

"Just let me in, okay!? I'm dying here!"

Seirin's ace gathered his things and opened the door, finding his rival a few inches away from him. He felt so guilty and embarrassed he couldn't even look at him.

"Thank goodness! Fuck!" Aomine rushed inside, slamming the door behind him.

Kagami sighed and headed to his room. He put on something random and went down again to grab something to eat.

Meanwhile, the dark-skinned teen was done with his business, and was now looking at his reflection in the mirror. He could still feel the redhead's hands on his back, on his face, and those soft lips devouring him, begging to be touched. Fixing his bed hair, he noticed something on the background and turned around, walking to the shower.

"What the..." He stared at the clear substance stuck on the tiles, examining it with his gaze.

"Oh" His face brightened up with a twisted grin. "Naughty, aren't we, Bakagami?"

"Okay, first of all I hope you had a nice sleep. Now let's get to the challenge!" Michiko walked back and forth in front of a clay track.

"It's seven in the morning! We only slept five hours, my muscles need more rest!" Nebuya held his bicep.

"So does my face, and my hair. I need time to make it this silky." Mibuchi agreed with his teammate.

Midorima snorted. "It's indeed early, but we can't lose this challenge, nanodayo."

Takao looked at the other team and frowned. Kagami was standing away from Aomine, with his hands inside his pockets. It was weird they weren't fighting already.

"Hey, Kise."

"Hm?" The blonde extended his ear to the short player.

"Do you think something happened between them?" He looked at the couple.

"Heh, who knows..." Kise grinned, but there wasn't innocence in his eyes.

Kasamatsu eyed them "What are the two of you plotting now?"

The raven-haired teen smiled. "Nothing at all, I was just telling Kise how amazing Shin-chan was last night, ehehe..."

The team captain widened his eyes. "TAKAO!"

The short guy winked at him. "I'm sorry, Shin-chan, you were so great I couldn't keep it all to myself"

Midorima face-palmed, showing a soft blush on his cheeks. "Why do you always..."

"Stop talking and listen to me!"

The teams looked at the woman.

"So, what you're gonna do is... a race!"

"Huh, just that?" Aomine inquired.

"But you'll have to carry one of your teammates on your back, a piggyback race to make it easier to understand"

"EEEEEEEEH?!" Everyone stared at the TV host.

"Wait, there's just seven of us per team, how are we supposed to do that?" Kuroko smartly noted.

The woman smiled with that smile, the evil one.

"There will be obstacles on your way. Three players from each team have to get rid of those, in order to make the path easier for their teammates. Those three won't have to do the piggyback."

Himuro raised his hand. "Can we choose them?"

"Sure. The choice has to be made by the captains."

Midorima looked at his team. Since the woman talked about obstacles, he needed someone strong, but the ones who were racing needed a strong person too, since one had to carry the other player on his back.

"Okay, Imayoshi, Nebuya and Mibuchi: take care of the obstacles."

"What?! I wanted to race!" The strongest player complained, but Midorima knew how to make him cooperate.

"You're the only one who can do this, Nebuya. No one has muscles like yours."

The player grinned proudly. "I see. I'll do it!"

"Wahahahahah!" Takao laughed at the guy's simple mind. "Shin-chan, you're carrying me, right?"

The captain looked away. "Of course."

"Kise, I guess you're going to carry me."

"What? I wanted to be carried, Senpai!"

"No way, you're taller." Kasamatsu glared at him.

"But if I carry you, you'll kick me!" The blonde pouted.

Kaijou's captain sighed. "I promise I won't, okay?"

"Okay..."

Himuro was still thinking: it would be easier to send the loudest three ahead to prepare their way, but they were also the strongest ones when talking about physical strength and speed, especially Aomine. He needed to think. He looked at his purple-haired friend, Atsushi was indeed strong, but he didn't look too excited about running the race...

"Okay, I've decided. It's taken me a while and it's been a very difficult choice to make, therefore, prepare yourself."

The Pussies looked at their captain with firm eyes.

"Me, Atsushi and Hayama will get rid of the obstacles."

"WHAAAT?!"

"Taiga, you'll take Kuroko."

The redhead nodded and smiled at his shadow. Kuroko was light, it wouldn't be too difficult to carry him around.

"Wakamatsu, you'll carry Aomine."

The blonde player looked at his captain and laughed. "I hope you're joking."

"I'm not." Himuro gave him a sadist smile.

"How the fuck am I supposed to carry him?! He's damn big! And heavy! Can't I carry Hayama?"

"That's right, Hayamachin's lighter than Aomine" Murasakibara got the guy's point.

The raven-haired player explained the situation. "Wakamatsu, you've been sick since this morning, we must think about a plan B in case you can't run anymore, and Hayama can't switch roles and carry you on his back." He looked at the shorter teen. "Aomine can do that."

"HAH! Never in a lifetime, there's no way I'm carrying this gorilla."

"Shut up, ganguro!" Wakamatsu yelled at him.

"I'm sorry guys, but you have to follow your captain's orders." Michiko walked closer to them. "The choice is up to him."

Aomine grunted.

"Okay then. Get ready, everyone!"

The appointed players jumped on their friends' back.

"Pfft..."

"What, Kise?" Kasamatsu looked down at the blond player.

"Aominecchi...WHAHAHAHAH!" He couldn't refrain a laughter.

"Oi, Kise! Shut up!" The dark-skinned teen glared at him. "Look at yourself!"

"No, you look at yourself... I wish I could take a picture and send it to the others." Imayoshi eyed his friends from Touou.

"Don't worry, it's all recorded on camera!" Michiko smiled.

"Good."

"Now: trios, come here, you have a two-minutes head start to clear the path. The first team that brings every player to the finish line wins. Three, two, one, GOOOO!"

The six players ran ahead, looking for the said obstacles.

"Hey" Mibuchi noted. "I don't see anything wrong"

"Me neither." Imayoshi agreed. "And that's what makes it suspicious."

They kept running forward, until they heard a scream coming from the side.

"Murochin!" Murasakibara kneeled down, extending his hand to the friend.

"Thanks." Himuro had fallen in a deep hole craved in the ground. It was almost impossible to get out on his own.

"Traps?!" Nebuya looked at the scene. "How are we supposed to recognize those!?" The soil looked exactly the same in every inch they stepped on.

"You have to find them yourselves. Or else your racing teammates will be the ones to." A voice from the speakers echoed to their ears.

Himuro held on to the strong arm and escaped the pit. "Are we supposed to step here and there, randomly, until we fall down and find a trap?"

"Yes." Michiko said.

"Well, this is going to be tough..." Hayama walked away, stepping lightly on the ground.

Imayoshi scoffed. "We look like lab rats, but I guess there's no helping it." He walked forward, and after a few steps he fell in a pit. "SHIT"

"Imyoshi" Nebuya and Mibuchi helped him out.

Meanwhile at the starting line...

"4...3...2...1, GO!"

The teams started running together, a bit clumsily at first, but they soon got used to the weight on their backs.

"Kuroko, hold on tight."

"Okay." The smaller player wrapped his arms around Kagami's front.

"You'd better not make me fall" Wakamatsu eyed his own weight.

Aomine hit his back. "Shut up and run faster!"

"What are these obstacles anyway?" The redhead asked the others.

"No idea." Kasamatsu replied, holding on to the blond's shoulders. The contact with Kise's strong back was making him feel strange, he could even see inside the guy's collar from there, looking at sweat drops running inside his teammate's shirt. Fuck, he was becoming weird.

Midorima was the faster one, leading the rest of them with Takao hugging him tight.

"Shin-chan" He kissed the guy's nape, making him stumble.

"Wha!? Takao, stop doing that. You're distracting me, nanodayo."

"You're such a tsundere..." He pouted. "WAAAAARGHHH!"

Everyone halted and looked at them, or at least they tried, since the only visible thing was Takao's face.

"What the fuck?!" Wakamatsu looked at the scene with a horrified expression. "Pits?! And they're deep too!"

"What are the other guys doing, weren't they supposed to take care of those?" Kagami ran forward, with Kuroko still looking at the fallen friends.

"I have no idea, Kagami-kun."

"Whatev...SHIT!" Kagami's foot felt something cracking under his weight, but he was prompt enough to put his balance on his other one.

"Good job, Kagami-kun!" Kuroko praised him watching the soil giving way next to them.

"Yeah..." The redhead was breathing heavily, but he resumed his run.

Wakamatsu slowed down, panting heavily.

"Oh for fuck's sake, what now?!" Aomine snorted and rolled his eyes in annoyance. Things were going quite bad for them.

"Aomine, I'mnotfeelingwell..."

"What?! Speak louder, dude"

"I need to..."

The tanned player looked at his friend that was now holding his stomach in pain, and he got the problem.

"Oh no...DON'T YOU EVEN TRY."

"I'm sorry..."

"WAIT! I'M GETTING DOWN."

"No...time...AAAARGHHH..."

Everyone heard a loud, farting noise. A strong stench poisoned the air.

"OH FUCK! NO! SHIT! GET ME DOWN! WAKAMATSU YOU IDIOT!" Aomine felt like throwing up. He was so close to the sick player the smell had stuck to his clothes as well.

"THIS IS FUCKING DISGUSTING." He got away from his teammate, pinching his nose.

Wakamatsu stood still, holding his stomach. He felt so embarrassed he wanted to end up in one of those pits and never come up again.

"Damn, dude, you need some rest...and a change of clothes." Kasamatsu and Kise ran past them, both holding their noses.

The unfortunate player looked at Aomine.

"Hey, we can still make it...you can-"

"There's NO WAY I'm carrying you NOW."

"It's still better than losing, you idiot! We've lost twice already, do you want to end up last this time too?!"

"We're the last ones anyway." He could hardly speak, since every time he opened his mouth to talk that disgusting scent went inside as well.

"Midorima and Takao are still getting out of the pit, we can do it, Aomine! Cooperate for once."

"No way." He stood still and crossed his arms on his chest.

"Himuro would force you to carry me."

"That guy is ahead."

"He'll know about this and he'll kick you out of the team and send you home."

"WHAT?!"

"And he'll do the same with me... OH SHIT!"

Another unpleasant noise echoed in the surroundings, and the stench increased.

"FUCKING HELL! Sorry, dude. I've got no intention in carrying your (literally) shitty ass."

Wakamatsu sighed. "Okay, I'll carry you again. Hop on."

"What? Are you k-"

"AOMINE. This way you won't get dirty."

"Don't make me laugh, you can't even walk in this state!"

"I can! Just get on, for fuck's sake."

Aomine scowled and kept his nostrils closed. That was so gross.

"Just, go. I can't even...UGH.! This is the only time I'm doing something this disgusting." He jumped on the guy's back, paying attention not to touch the...stained part.

"I feel like throwing up." He growled.

"Just SHUT UP, WILL YOU?...Oh damn..." Wakamatsu held his stomach again.

Aomine widened his eyes in shock. "NOT AGAIN!"

"Shin-chan, let's go." Takao rubbed the dirt off his knees and looked at his friend.

"This stupid pit made us lose quite a lot of time, we have to catch up."

The shorter guy positioned himself on his teammate's back and they ran forward.

"Ouch, what's this smell?" Takao covered his nose with his hands.

"It's disgusting, nanodayo." Midorima increased his speed.

"Maybe someone has... WAAAAARGHHH!"

"Oh DAMN!"

They fell with a loud thump.

"These pits are a pain in the ass..."

Kagami cut the finish line with Kuroko perfectly hooked on his back.

"Oh yeah!" He let his friend get off him and they bumped their fists together. "First!"

"Yeah!" Kuroko smiled and glanced at his light. Kagami looked so cheerful lately, but he still had to discover why.

"Taiga! Kuroko!" Himuro walked their way. Murasakibara, Hayama and him were covered in dirt and mud, and glancing around, Kagami saw that the other three players looked the same way.

"How did you end up like that?" Kuroko asked them.

"Our job consisted in finding the pits before you did."

"WHAT?!"

"We fell in three pits each, at least." Murasakibara added.

"That's a lot!" Kagami noted.

"I'm glad you arrived first, though. Were are Aomine and Wakamatsu?" Himuro glanced behind them, but in second place arrived Kise and Kasamatsu.

"We did it, Senpai! And you didn't kick me even once!" Kise looked at his friend in surprise.

"Of course I didn't, I promised not to." Kasamatsu looked at the blond hair falling on the player's golden eyes in soft strands. Kise was indeed good-looking.

"? Senpai?"

"Nothing..."

After a few minutes, familiar voices were heard in the distance.

"HURRY UP!"

"I'm trying! I'm sick, okay?!"

Aomine was kicking Wakamatsu's sides to make him go faster. Midorima and Takao were right behind them.

"I CHOOSE YOU, SHIN-CHAN!" Takao pointed at the finish line.

"I'm not a pokemon, nanodayo."

"Wakamatsuuu! HURRY THE FUCK UP! I'M DYING HERE!"

"I'm in a worse situation than you, Ahomine!" The blond player struggled to go a little faster.

"Shut up!"

"Here we come! Eheheheh!" Takao and his captain were getting closer.

"SHIT! GOOOOOO!"

Wakamatsu sprinted with his last strength, passing the finish line. Then he fell on the floor, exhausted. "We made it."

"Hell yeah. Thank goodness I can get away from you!" Aomine ran away from his teammate.

"Ouch, what's this smell?!" Mibuchi covered his nose, together with the other players.

"I guess Wakamatsu's problem has shown up again..." Himuro figured.

The Shuutoku duo ended up in last place.

"Damn, Shin-chan..."

"We're still ahead of them with the other two challenges, Takao." Midorima fixed his glasses and helped his friend get off his back.

"END OF THE CHALLENGE! This one was won by the Wild Pussies, congrats!" Michiko applauded them. "Now I suggest you all go take a shower, especially you." She eyed Wakamatsu.

"Let's go, guys!" Himuro walked away, followed by his team.

"Kagami-kun."

The redhead looked at his shadow.

"Thanks for today, you didn't let me fall." He smiled at his dear friend.

"Oh, it was nothing really. I just had luck." Kagami ruffled the boy's soft hair. "Let's go back."

"Hm!" Kuroko nodded.

-Yes, Mr. A?-

-Michiko, I don't like this.-

-What?! Why!? It was beautiful! Poor Wakamatsu though, we'll give him some medicine later.-

-Why was Kuroko on Kagami's back?-

-Eh? Wouldn't that be natural? Our fans like KagaKuro a lot!-

-Well, I don't.-

-...I don't get your point.-

-Nevermind. It's a shame we didn't put cameras in the bathroom though, who knows what might happen there...-

-I think so too. It would go against the privacy policy though...-

-Michiko, I am the only, absolute policy here.-

-Oh, right. Then I guess we'll have some fun next time.-

-You bet.-

SOOOO...

I'm sorry for not updating regularly, but I'm going through finals starting from next week, so I'm always busy studying :c but I promise I'll find time to update :3

Thanks for reading this! Please review :)

cya!

( ･ω･)ﾉ -BB33-