Aomine and the Tiger (kuroko no basket)

Tasteless

I started walking home and then something wrapped its arm around my neck. "Momoi? I thought you had to go home early today?"

"Momoi?! Who the hell you calling Momoi!?" I looked and saw that it was Aomine and he seemed pretty pissed that I called him Momoi.

He let go of my neck and then we started walking in the direction towards home. "so was school alright?" I nodded and he seemed relieved with my answer.

"well since you made breakfast today, i'll make dinner!" he smiled and then I thought to myself, holding my chin. "i dont know what ti cook...well what do you want to eat?" He replied quickly and with haste. "CURRY."

I started giggling and he whined. "Its not funny! I just wanna eat curry!" I smiled and spoke back. "yeah yeah, i hear you. Curry for dinner."

We got home and I changed into some comfortable clothes and then came downstairs. I threw on a apron and then tied my hair up. I got the pot and put in all the ingredients and stirred. I made plenty of rice and then kept watch over the pot. I gotta admit, It smelt pretty darn good.

I finished cooking and then I set the table and I hung the apron. "well, time to go get Aomine and Kei then." I knocked on Kei's door and he opened the door. I told him that I made curry and to come down in a few minutes to eat and he grinned really big with sparkley eyes. "CURRYYYYYY!!!" I see where some similarities in brothers come out between them.

I walked down the hallway and knocked on Aomine's door. "just come in" I opened the door and saw Aomine sitting in front of his desk with a pair of glasses on, doing homework."time to eat. Curry's done." he nodded and I walked up to his desk beside him. "you wear glasses? how bad is your sight?"

He stood up and then took off his glasses. He grabbed my shoulders and hunched over so we were face to face.

"about here."

he suddenly pulled me closer.

"no. here."

"hey okay I ge-"

He pulled me so close now, we were practically exchanging breaths.

"oh WOW. my sight had been getting worse!! its about here now!"

"what a lie!!"

We laughed as I tried to move back to give me more personal space while he held on tight, pressing to come closer. I took a step back and then FWIP! I slipped on a book and then fell with Aomine laying next to me since he tried to avoid falling on me.

"o-ouch..." I sat upwards and grabbed the stupid book. "no- wait don't touch that!" I was curious now. I looked at it and it was a book filled with pictures of a girl 'guessing she's a model' in various....eh hem. BREEZY clothing. Curiosity killed the cat.

"I-Its not what it seems." I felt a little disheartened at what I found but he's a guy right? guys have these things. But still...I felt something sad when I looked at this book."I-Its okay I understa-" he suddenly cut me off desperately. "No you don't! I was just about to throw all those books away I swe-"

"LOOK! its okay! Its not like we're dating so you don't have to act like im your girlfriend who caught you in this situation!" He looked stunned and I realized what I had said in my sudden outburst. I jumped up and then walked quickly out the door. "just come down to eat."

I took a quick glimpse at him as I walked out the room and it was an expression id seen before. He sat with one leg bent while the other leg straight and he held his hand on his forehead with his elbow resting on his bent knee. His expression was the same pained looking one as when I was in the ambulance and he sat next to me, holding my hand.

I sat in the chair and Kei came shortly after. A minute after Aomine came and quietly sat across from me. 'itadakimasu' we all began to eat and Kei seemed to be enjoying it. "Its so delicious! thanks Tora!....Tora..?" I snapped back into reality and face Kei. "huh? oh, thanks."

Kei seemed worried and then the atmosphere seemed to get worse and darker. There was no conversation whatsoever but Kei would try to revive it but would fail in the end so he gave up and ate quietly. Its weird how Kei said the food tasted delicious.

To me it was tasteless.