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Kaomoji Can't Express Our Love

DRABBLE ONE

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That moment when Seijuurou was feeling smug after he won against Tetsuya. . .

They were doing it again, that harsh basketball training. It wasn't like Seijuurou was being forceful or a dictator for making a hardcore training regime but the one who had insisted was none other than the blunette. He was eager to learn, desperate even, despite the personal coach he had chosen was the captain himself.

They'd been trying to give him proper descriptions of the emperor's persona; and the list went on with scary (that was from Kise), strict, high and mighty and kind of nice (obviously this would be Murasakibara because the latter had been showering the giant with sweets and snacks). Tetsuya, though, saw such demeanours as images reflected from people's wishes. Because most times, people wouldn't want you to be your real self and so you had to act according to the likes of nature.

Because most of the times, Seijuurou would be the opposite of the emperor you'd saw in most scenarios. And Tetsuya was amongst the few (or maybe, one in a million) to witness such behaviour coming from the redhead.

Who would ever thought the redhead could be inane at most times – and very, very immature?

And for like the hundredth times – they had lost count of the rounds – they dribbled and side-stepped and moved in a fluid motion, Seijuurou confident and nimble at his feet.

Why are you getting so fast. . .?! Because he forgot how long he had been running and that his legs and arms felt like Jell-O, the blunette was a panting mess, slicked with salty sweat all over his body. But just as he was about to steal the orange ball – it was so close, he swore! – the taller one had sent it high into the sky and landed right into the loop.

"You're a hundred years too early to defeat me, Tetsuya."

Seijuurou seldom had a smug look on his face. No, that one was Aomine's trademark; that kind of pompous, bad boy curl on the lips supposed to belong to the ganguro. Sure, the redhead might held the holier-than-thou kind of expression but never did he ever radiated the badass sorts.

Slowly, Tetsuya could feel his senses sharpened and his skin turned hotter than the sun. The once pearly white cheeks turned rosy to scarlet and then to deeper shades of crimson once he found out how the smug curves of the redhead's lips had actually made him looked rather. . . attractive.

"You. . . You still lost in Winter Cup. . ." Kami! Why was he stuttering?!

He just hoped the redhead wouldn't notice of the jumpy attitude, well for once, Tetsuya was praying to the gods. But Seijuurou, damn him and his Emperor eye, wasn't one to be fooled that easily and the shorter male swore he saw the arrogance air doubled even worse.

"Well, I might defeat you with this as well. . ."

RUN!

One step backward, another step – three more! Unfortunately for the blunette, his jelly-like legs had betrayed him and he felt his weight becoming heavier before almost dropping completely to the floor. Still, the taller lad was quick to his feet and he took hold of Tetsuya, one arm around the slim waist with wariness etched on his visage. Once more, the little upward curl returned and he swooped down the blunette with a kiss.

"Caught you," the smile holding mischief never faltered.

Tetsuya swore that he was the only one to know about this side of the redhead.

TO BE CONTINUED

Mozu : I was so sad when I was writing Love Me For Thirty Days so I just had to make this! Alright guys, this drabble is open to any suggestions! Go to japanese emoticon . me (remove the spacings) and pick me an emoticon and I shall make a short drab for it!

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