A/N: I originally intended for this to be an extra to Relationship Recovery Plan, but then I thought it could expand to something longer. So yep! This is a sequel, but can be read independently.

Disclaimer: Do not own.

It is the end-of-year holiday season. People are booking flights left, right and centre to places left, right and centre; be it families having a vacation in Australia, or couples enjoying a honeymoon to Europe.

"Mm, Europe?" Aomine looks up from Kise's lap. "You want to go to Europe?"

"No, not really…" Kise has been to Europe, and way too often than he would like to. The tours with the airline staff have not been all that fun either, what with the swooning air stewardesses and even the occasional Caucasian.

"Then – you wanna go somewhere next week? You're off, right?" Aomine shifts to a more comfortable position. "We can go to a hot spring or something."

"Ah, yeah…"

Actually, Kise has a problem, and a really big one at that. He was supposed to be off next week, but the end-of-year holiday season, being the airline's busiest period, also means that it is the you-don't-get-your-break-if-you're-a-pilot season. Having received a call from his boss who told him that his break was off and he had to get back to work next week, Kise has put off telling Aomine this bit of news for days.

And he would have continued doing that, except that today is Sunday, and he needs to fly off to Munich tomorrow. In about seventeen hours' time, to be exact.

He phoned Kuroko desperately for help yesterday, but he was not much of help. "It's your fault for keeping it from Aomine-kun," Kuroko said. "Just tell him directly. Kise-kun, you should work out your problems for yourself." And then he promptly hung up.

Kise is really regretting his stupidity for keeping it to himself, but since things are already the way they are, he can only spill the beans – and endure the wrath which is sure to come.

It isn't completely his fault, to be fair; Aomine had grinned so happily – so rare and so adorable – when Kise told him that he was on prolonged break.

"Kise?" Aomine says suddenly, making Kise jump. "You okay? You look kind of down."

"I'm fine!" Kise answers a little too quickly, and his voice is a little too squeaky. "Just a bit sleepy."

"Let's go to bed then?" Aomine starts to sit up, and Kise feels a pang of guilt in his chest. Since their last fight, Aomine has been kinder and gentler, and not to mention much more sensitive – to the point that Kise often wonders what caused that change in just one day. He was also clingier, for some reason, but Kise is far from complaining.

Okay, he really needs to tell Aomine that he's leaving in sixteen hours and fifty minutes. Just grit his teeth, and get it over quickly. "Aominecchi, I – "

"Mm?"

"I – "

"Yeah?"

" … I'll go take a bath first."

On his way to the bathroom, Kise feels Aomine's slightly worried eyes on his back, and curses himself mentally for being such a spineless chicken.

Kagami turns his wardrobe upside-down for his last dry pair of sweatpants, before remembering that he lent it to Kise. The rain came down on his laundry last night, and as a result, most of his clothes are still dripping water. The weather still looks quite gloomy, and he doesn't think that the laundry will dry anytime soon.

Maybe he could ask Kise if it's possible to return his clothes (it's been over a week, after all). He'd heard from Kuroko that the pilot is departing tomorrow, so he should call him now.

"What the hell do you want?" A voice says hostilely when the phone is finally picked up after a long time.

"Oh, uh, is Kise in?" Kagami realizes that it's Aomine, but why's he so annoyed?

"What do you want with Kise?" If it's even possible, Aomine sounds more aggressive now.

"Hah?" Kagami says incredulously. "I just wanted to ask him if it's possible to return my clothes before he flies off tomorrow."

There is a lengthy silence on the other side of the phone.

"Hello?" Kagami prompts.

"… Flying off? Flying off where?" Aomine sounds confused.

Kagami has a feeling that he might have started an entire war.

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