Fill to the tumblr kurobasu anon meme for this prompt: /post/34180344276/aomine-kise-fallout

I'd wait to d'anon it, but if I don't post it on here, I might never get round to completing it. Sorry, I suck at anonymity. I hope I'm not kicked out for this.

Kise awoke to his cellphone clattering to the floor after having vibrated its way off his bedside table. With a groan, the blonde rolled to the side, squinting down in the dark to see whose name was printed in the bright screen of his phone. Perking up immediately, he quickly snatched up the phone and pressed it to his ear.

"Aominecchi!" he greeted, sitting up on his bed.

"How about a one-on-one tomorrow?" the gruff voice on the other side said.

Kise's automatic assent died in his lips as he remembered what Kasamatsu had told him that day. He'd been skipping too many practices for the sake of chasing after Aomine, and his senpai said he wouldn't put him in on the next game if he missed another practice that week.

"I can't," Kise replied, biting his lip in regret, "I have practice."

"Just skip it," Aomine said.

"I can't. I'm really sorry, Aominecchi… But we can play on Wednesday!"

"Che, never mind, then. See ya."

"Goodnight~" Kise said, but the line had already gone dead.

It had been two months since Kise had confessed to Aomine and the two had started dating. Nothing had really changed, they still played together most of the times they went out, and Aomine still always beat him at it. However, they did occasionally kiss, and there was even that one time when Aomine had taken Kise's hand after a particularly hot make-out session. Kise wanted more, of course, but he could wait. He'd waited for a long time already, after all. For the moment, he was incredibly happy with just what Aomine was giving him.

Aomine hung up the phone with muttered curses. He and Kise hadn't seen each other that weekend, and he was on edge. The truth was, the ace of Touou Academy was feeling terribly sexually frustrated. Ever since Kise had confessed— flushed cheeks, tears in his eyes and all— Aomine couldn't think of anything besides getting more intimate with the blonde. He'd tried to take their kisses one step further more than once, but Kise would always pull away slightly and smile that annoying smile of his. It was nerve-wracking, and Aomine didn't know how much more his libido could take of cock blocking-Kise.

To Kise, practice the next day seemed to last longer than ever. Since that morning, the only thing on his mind had been of seeing Aomine, and he decided he'd go find him after practice was over.

The captain of the Kaijou team noticed that Kise had his mind somewhere else, and knew it wouldn't do him any good to practice if he wasn't giving it his all. With a resigned sigh, he went over to the blonde, who was wiping his face with his jersey after having scored yet another point.

"Kise, you're free to leave," Kasamatsu said, earning a surprised look from the player.

"Eh… how come?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"It's obvious that you have something you have to do… so go on ahead. But be prepared for some extra-hard training tomorrow!"

"Senpai, I love you!" Kise exclaimed, throwing his arms around the shorter male.

"Tsk, just go before I change my mind," Kasamatsu grumbled, shoving him away.

"Thank you, Captain! I owe you one," Kise threw over his shoulder as he almost danced to the locker rooms. Kasamatsu rolled his eyes at his retreating form before turning back to the game.

Kise took a quick shower before leaving towards the court he knew he'd find Aomine at. He thought about calling him to say he would be able to make it after all, but figured he'd surprise him instead. Kise liked seeing the expressions Aomine made when he was surprised or caught off guard, as rare as they were. It was like he was seeing a side of the Ace that no one else knew.

Thoughts of seeing his idol spurring him on, the blonde's hurried steps turned into running.

Aomine had been playing for little over 10 minutes when a familiar face showed up, seemingly out of nowhere, at the court.

"Eh, Tetsu, what are you doing here?"

"Good afternoon, Aomine-kun. I was just passing by, so I thought I'd come say hello," the pale-haired boy replied.

"How about we play together then?" Aomine said, dribbling the ball around Kuroko.

"I don't think we are well matched, Aomine-kun."

"Backing out from a game, Tetsu? Have you gone soft?" the tall male teased. "Has that Kagami guy not been taking care of you properly?"

Aomine watched with interest as Kuroko's eyes narrowed slightly at that. It was almost imperceptible, but he was used to observing the usually impassive boy's shifts in expression. So he decided to have some fun.

"Actually, I've been wondering about your relationship with that guy," Aomine drawled, still circling Kuroko, "The two of you seen awfully close."

"We are a team," Kuroko replied.

"Like we were, back at Teikou, right? He is your light," he said, slowing down and stopping behind Kuroko. Aomine leaned forward, whispering in the boy's ear, "But is his light strong enough, Tetsu?"

"It is." There was no hesitation in his voice.

That annoyed Aomine a little. He could see how close the two were, and it reminded him of how he and Kuroko once were. A part of him expected Kuroko to miss him more, and was put out that he'd found a replacement for him.

"Just how close are the two of you, hn, Tetsu?" Aomine let the basketball in his hand bounce away, using his hands to grip Kuroko's hip and tilt his head back.

The short boy stared back up and him, his deadpan eyes unrelenting. "What are you doing, Aomine-kun?"

"Who knows."

With that, Aomine leaned his head down, capturing Kuroko's lips in his. His kiss wasn't returned, but Kuroko didn't pull away either, just stood there and let himself be pulled into Aomine's embrace. It felt strange, and not at all what he had expected. He and Kuroko had kissed before, but there was no familiarity in this kiss. Aomine frowned, trying to place the tightening he felt in his chest, but nothing came to mind.

The hand resting on Kuroko's hip went to his hair, and Aomine's frown deepened; it was too short and not smooth enough. He let it fall to Kuroko's shoulder, noting how much too short the boy was.

Kuroko pulled away and stepped back from Aomine, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. He didn't look happy. No words were exchanged between them as the boy grabbed his school bag and left.

As he watched Kuroko walk away, a flash of yellow caught the corner of his eye. He turned and saw someone standing just outside the court.

Aomine's breath caught in his throat when he realized it was Kise.

"Oy, Kise!" he called, his voice cracking a little towards the end. When the blonde showed no signs of moving from his spot, Aomine went to him, his steps more hurried than usual.

Kise had his head down, his hair hiding his face from view. Aomine reached an arm towards him, intending to touch his shoulder— or his face, his hair, anything— when the other stumbled back.

"Kise—"

"Don't, Aominecchi." The blonde looked up; his face was soaked with tears that, despite his eyes being squeezed shut, still flowed down his cheeks. "Please don't say anything."

Aomine didn't like where this was headed. "Oy, listen—"

"Aomine." The Touou ace's eyes widened at the other's drop of the nickname he'd been using for years. Kise's amber eyes were strange when he opened them, and his lips were curled into some twisted semblance of a smile that made Aomine's stomach drop.

He could only watch in stunned silence as Kise turned and walked back the way he came.