It's Fate (AoKaga)

It's Fate

Slamming his drink down on the wood, Aomine yawned loudly. After a long day at work all he wanted to do was enjoy a couple drinks, possibly find a quick hookup and then pass out on his couch watching the latest basketball game. The new case was driving him insane and he was just trying to put it off for at least a night, and so he finally took up his friend's advice to take night to himself. Aomine always hated admitting that Satsuki was right.

Even from being here for a couple minutes was already loosening the tense muscles in his shoulders he didn't know about. That's what police work did to a person, but he found he didn't mind it. In fact, unlike in his high school years, he enjoyed the challenge of solving the riddles or even doing the footwork. His eyes roamed around the bar, taking in the dim lights and soft music coming from speakers hanging in the corners. A few scant groups of people were in the bar since it wasn't late enough for the rush.

He tensed at the feeling of a small hand placed on his arm. When he looked into the woman's eyes, he knew exactly what she wanted. "Hello," She purred, brushing his elbow with her thumb, gently tracing the skin.

"What do you want?" Aomine intoned, bored while perusing over her form. Boobs were too small, voice a little screechy, no thank you. That was enough to instantly turn him off from the prospect of going along with her little scheme.

She looked a little put off that he wasn't under her wiles already but determination shone in her eyes as she tried again, "Oh nothing darling, I just couldn't help admire that uniform on you. Thanks for protecting me, Officer." An inane giggle ended her pointless rambling, and Aomine felt a tick at his forehead grow.

"I protect everyone, not you personally. Now if you would leave, I was trying to drink in peace." The woman looked positively gob smacked, mouth hanging open in indignation before huffing and muttering under her breath as she swayed away. Her hips caught the eyes of several young men, but Aomine merely looked back into his newly made drink. He slid some money on the table to tip the bartender, and in a flash someone was taking it off the counter.

Repressing a shudder at the spooky feeling he looked up into blue eyes that were surprisingly hard to read. Over the years Aomine had found himself able to read more into what people were thinking as he had taken to watching them during interrogations and such. Yet this man had such a hold on his emotions that it gave him a chill up his back and he his interest piqued. "Thanks..."

The bartender smiled slightly and tilted his head, "Kuroko, Kuroko Tetsuya."

Nodding he took a swig, "Thanks Tetsu." His eyebrow rose at the quite informal name he used but the light blue haired man didn't say anything otherwise so he kept using it throughout the night. Eventually when more people came in for the rush they stopped talking, only picking it back up when Kuroko popped back up with the question they had left off with.

"So since I've never seen you here before I presume it's your first time here?"

Aomine inclined his head, "Ya, that's right. My friend bugged me about this place, so I finally took their advice. I didn't plan on coming but somehow I ended up here."

"Oh," Kuroko said like that explained everything about Aomine, much to his amusement.

"Must be fate," Came a prim voice from further down the bar where a tall green haired man stood cleaning out mugs.

"Haah?"

The man huffed and pushed his glasses up, "I said it's fate then, your feet brought you here because this is the time you were meant to be here and no time before then. What is your sign?"

Maybe it was the three drinks he had or the guy was clearly crazy, either way, he didn't understand a lick of what he had said. He knew he had to say something so he merely blinked and slowly answered, "Virgo." A light was dancing in Kuroko's eyes and Aomine felt like he was at the end of some joke that the other wasn't sharing.