Kuroko no Basuke (for youngwoon)

[AllThatBara]

Aomine shouldn't be on Kaijou school grounds after hours, not when there's no basketball match and definitely not when he should be attending practice back at Touou, but he has business with Kise so it's not like he has a choice. Sometimes it's easier to deal with that guy in person than it is to shoot him a text. Annoying guys like him take that as permission to reply, and that'd open the floodgates to a million and one stupid texts about clothes and modelling and that one grumpy senior Kise never shuts up about.

No thanks.

So he made his way through the empty hallways without a care in the world. No teachers made a move to stop him, prolly 'cause most of 'em had headed home, and the place was lacking in students. Figures there'd be no eye candy about when he finally decided to drop by. Most of the girls still hanging around would be at their clubs and that means there'd be none where he was headed. He pushed the double doors to the gym open, wrinkling his nose at the scent of polished wood mixed with sweat, and scanned the room for that one stupid blond guy he hated to call a friend.

-- but he only found one other person.

Kasamatsu was sat on a bench near the door, towel around his shoulders, sipping from a bottle of water, basketball at his feet. Probably putting in extra practice after the rest of the team went home. Seems like something a lame guy like him would do. Aomine resisted the urge to role his eyes and asked, "Kise about?" There's a distinct lack of respect in the way he addressed Kaijou's short and short-tempered Captain. Like he's dealing with a fellow first year. Whether or not it's intentional all depends on how Kasamatsu interpreted the bored look one Aomine's face and the utter lack of an explanation as to why he was at a rival school in the first place.

He let the door swing shut behind him, dropped down onto the bench with a sigh, and waited for an answer.

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His eyes only took a moment's glance to confirm the voice he heard did belong to the ace of Touou. He took another swig from the bottle of water with no rush to answer the uninvited guest.

"He's left already," Kasamatsu answered bluntly as he pushed the lid back on the sports bottle before placing it on the bench next him. He made no eye contact with Aomine. The wounds of defeat still clawed around inside him and Aomine's presence only stirred them more. Instead, he picked up the basket ball as he stood from the bench, looking out to the court in front of him. He didn't feel like practising anymore. He was pissed at Aomine now for having such nerve to show up at Kaijo.

"Tch. What are you even doing here? Can't you just call him?" He said angrily, still not looking at the taller player. It was more of a statement than a question; he had no interest in Aomine's reasonings. He just wanted him gone.

[AllThatBara]

Call Kise?

Gross. That'd give the pretty boy the wrong idea. One phone call would set a precedent and soon Aomine wouldn't be able to get a moment's peace. His cell would ring and ring and ring until it melted into a pile of warped plastic and missed calls and text messages. Kasamatsu of all people should know the important of keeping Kise at arm's length. But Aomine won't explain his reasons behind this little in person visit. Not when he's ready to take offence at the shorter player's attitude.

"What's got your panties in a bunch, Captain?"

Note the complete lack of respect behind the title. Almost as though Aomine wanted to piss Kasamatsu off with the least amount of effort necessary. But who can blame him for the way he reacted? Nobody spoke to him like that back at Touou, with the exception of Imayoshi but the less said about that glasses wearing freak the better, so he's more than a little pissed at how Kasamatsu won't so much as look him in the eye. He picked up the bottle and stole a long drink of water. A trail dribbled down his chin as he slurped from the bottle, and he popped the lid shut with a grin on his face.

"Don't tell me you're still sore about losing."

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The pure disrespect that coated the words spilling from Aomine's mouth dancing around the shorter man. the words taunting him over and over. He was, however, correct. The bitterness from his defeat to the Touou team during the Inter High still lingered which was the driving force behind his constant practicing to better himself. His fists clenched tightly, trying to contain his anger but he was already boiling from seeing Aomine and he was past his tipping point.

"You've got no right to be here dumbass. Kise isn't here so I'll let him know you reared your smug face for a visit next time I see him." He almost spoke through gritted teeth trying not to let his anger and frustration show but the hot-headed captain could never control his heated emtions well. He threw the ball in the opposite direction to where the two men stood and turned to face Aomine. Grabbing the other by the shirt he wore in a tightened fist he yanked the taller man down so they could be almost eye level. "Don't come to Kaijo again."

[AllThatBara]

Wow.

Grabbed and tugged waaay down to eye-level? Now that was unexpected. A frown wrinkled his brow as he held Kasamatsu's gaze. While Aomine was unaware that Kasamatsu relied on physical force to keep Kise in line, he still never would've imagined himself on the receiving end of the short captain's outbursts if he had known. His strong fingers wrapped around Kasamatsu's wrist - not slender by any stretch of the imagination, but thinner than Aomine's arms - and he gave a single squeeze as a warning.

"I'll come to Kaijou whenever I want, shrimp." A smile lingered on his lips, but this one didn't reach his dark eyes. "Didn't anyone ever teach you not to mouth off to bigger boys?"

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Aomine was pushing all the wrong buttons.

"You're not welcome here," Kasamatsu said angrily as he tightened the grip he had on Aomine's shirt, ignoring the gripped hand the other man had placed around his wrist. He was too frustrated to back down, even though he was doing his best not to give the Touou ace the a swift kick to the chops. He wasn't going to entertain him until the blonde arrived to practise. Nor was he going to tell him Kise be showing up later, believing the taller player would doubtfully wish to hang around somewhere for him.

"Clearly Kise isn't here. So you're done here. Leave."

[AllThatBara]

Nobody told Aomine Daiki where he was allowed to go or what he was allowed to do with his time, especially not a short-ass captain from some team he'd crushed beneath his sneakers with ease. Those words causes something to snap inside his mind. Not in the dangerous way. Not really. He wasn't about to knee Kasamatsu in the gut and kick seven shades of shit out of him. This was a different kind of anger. More hot than blinding. An urge to put someone in their place and the drive to humiliate someone who thought too highly of himself.

"I think we'll wait," he said, tightening the grip he had on Kasamatsu's wrist and dragging him towards the empty bench. "Kise'll come by eventually, prolly. He never shuts up about you."

The unspoken threat being that Kise would eventually walk in on what happened next; Aomine dropped down onto the bench, legs spread, and hauled Kasamatsu over his lap with relative ease. Guy was muscular and toned, sure, but Aomine had the strength and size advantage. A little thing like team rank meant nothing in the face of talent and power. To make that more obvious, he trapped Kasamatsu's legs with one of his own, then gave his upturned ass a lewd squeeze.

"Now, what'll it take to make the li'l Captain of Kaijou more welcoming? Hmm. I've got an idea..." That's when he landed the first firm swat, hard enough to drive heat into Kasamatsu's ass even through his shorts and underwear. "How about a nice hard spanking? Maybe that'll teach you some manners."

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Aomine's reluctance to leave only pissed him off more. But just before he could give the Touou player than swift knee kick to the stomach he felt the man was clearly begging for, Aomine spoke again about waiting around for Kise. Without any notice, Aomine's position had changed and he was now stting down on the bench. Before Kasamatsu had a chance to take advantage he felt himself being pulled in the direction of the man's lap.

"What the-" he had no time to finish the sentence from being yanked over the taller player's lap, arm pinned behind his back, legs trapped by the other's and a hard firm smack straight to his buttocks. A shocked angered grunt came from the Kaijo captain before turning into a furious struggle against the hold Aomine had on him. "Get off me!" Kasamatsu growled, trying his best to get out of the humliating position he had been forced to submit to. "Bastard... I'll show you welcoming!" he yelled angrily as he pushed against his captor, trying with all his might to wriggle free. "What do you think you're playing at?!"

[AllThatBara]

Aomine used his impressive height to his advantage throughout his life, so he's able to keep a hold of Kasamatsu even when the shorter player began to squirm in earnest. In fact he had such a firm hold on the situation that he laughed in response to those spat out words, whacking Kasamatsu hard on the ass a couple more times to shut him up. Those cheeks felt nice against his palm, with just the right amount of give to make things enjoyable on Aomine's end.

"I think you'd better apologise, senpai." As usual there's no respect behind the title, a stark contrast to the way Kise practically sang the word each time he addressed his beloved captain. Aomine uses it as a way to remind Kasamatsu of his helplessness, to make him aware of how a cocky first year is overthrowing his precious hierarchy and there's nothing he can do to stop it. "Say you're sorry for bein' a brat, and then we'll get started with the rest of your punishment." Because there's no way he intended to stop after a couple slaps and some teasing. "You'd better hurry, 'cause I'm not stoppin' if Kise walks in on this."

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The threat of Kise turning up suddenly to this awkward and humiliating situation trumped the Kaijo captain. Aomine knew fine well that if the blonde airhead saw that was going on, this incident would not say quiet. Kise would never let it down, bringing it up every stupid opportunity he got.

"Fine, I'm sorry," Kasamatsu said in an unappologetic tone. He was to stubborn to mean it or be sincere about it. He knew Aomine was just being a jackass, nothing new to anyone, and trying to embarrass and defeat Kasamatsu in the most humiliating way possible. He struggled more, trying to loosen the grip held on him by the tanned man in hope that he would be let up before things got out of hand.