Aomine: What's not to Love?

Chapter 4

"He was such a jerk, so inappropriate and rude. I can't stand him. He's just as bad as everyone says he is. No worse." She angrily rambled to her mother. She'd come home from school and was lounging on the couch stretched across the sofa on her stomach and pillow pulled under her chin. She'd changed into a thin pink tank top and a pair of white pajama shorts with pink stripes. Her mother was sitting on the love seat folding a bucket of colorful clothes and calmly stacking them on the spot besides her. She'd listened intently to her daughters retelling of today's events. "Oh I want to punch him!" She yelled loudly before burying her face in the pillow and letting out a muffled scream. "Then why didn't you?" Her mother asked. "I'm not stupid enough to take my emotions out on him like that, that'd be giving  into him. Sticks and stones remember. What he says can only bother me if I let it. Besides I couldn't hit someone like that." She sighed in exhaustion, today had been emotional taxing. She turned over onto her back starring at the ceiling. "I guess you're right, hitting him would have made it worse. But you don't have to put up with it, you can tell a teacher, if it gets any worse I'll get involved."Her mother spoke seriously as she stopped her folding momentarily to stare Sayuri in the eyes reassuringly. "It's just a weird case of bullying, or maybe flirting. Anyway, why boobs, I know their big and all." She trailed off starring down at them past of her view cutoff by the excess flesh. "If you don't put on a bra I'll start calling you tits." A young male voice said. Sayuri blushed and jumped up looking to see Akira standing behind the couch with a cup of water casually sipping away. Akira was very much similar to his sister and his mother in looks, being  exotic as well. With dark purple hair with a slight curl in it, big eyelash encased hazel eyes a little darker than his sister and mothers eyes. He was pale and slim but tall for his age being five foot five only two inches shorter than her. She let out a whining sound and pouted. "Please don't make me those are so uncomfortable. I'm at home I get to relax and take of that torture device." She whined lying back down on her stomach and kicking her feet up in the air behind her. "But its torture for everyone else. Put your tits away." Her little brother grumpily snapped back. Sayuri got an idea lifting her head up off the pillow with a mischievous smirk. He now had his back turned to her but heard her jump of the couch he felt a shiver run down his spine as she dashed towards him. She jumped on top of him leaned onto his back on her tip toes her chin on his shoulder. "No, let me go!" He shouted and attempted to escape her grasp. "You're just jealous, I'm sorry I neglected you, we were so close before, and we would take bathes together and sleep in the bed together." She rubbed her cheek against him with a giggle in her throat. He fervently tried to escape swinging his arms around trying to get away. Suddenly he sat down on the ground causing her to tumble and fall as he crawled away and made his escape. He stood up clumsily and dashed out of the room with a blush and a horrified expression. Pushing herself up off the ground with her elbows she reached an arm out towards him as he dashed away. She gave a pouty expression with a lonely voice said."He got away."She smiled to herself and stood up walking back over to the couch with his glass of water she had previous snuck out of his hands and set safely on the table next to them before their fall. With a satisfied look of triumph she sat down and put her right leg above her left and sipped out of the glass of water. Oh what fun it was to torment cute little brothers.

Sayuri was now headed for school again having replenished her cheerfulness dragging Akira around; he seemed embarrassed at sharing a drink with her, taking about indirect kisses. He was way to serious their family It was fine he needed to calm down, he was way to up tight. But honestly it made him even more fun to torture. He was so silly. She giggled to herself as she walked to school again walking up the slope towards Too academy wearing her navy colored school jacket and skirt sporting a red tie in a neat little bow around her next. She had a skip in her step and feeling a little brave today continued to skip a little even surrounded by other students a little blush covered her cheeks as she did so. She felt the gazes on her particularly from males and slowly switched back to a normal pace and kept her head down trying to calm her blush down. "I should have just walked normally." she scolded herself. She made it to school and stopped at the shoe lockers to switch into her indoor shoes. She opened the gray metal small cubby down and pulled her shoes out dropping them on the floor as she pried the loafers off her feet and put them in the cubby. She walked down the school hallway and twirled her hair around her finger she currently had it up in two low ponytails sitting on her shoulders a small bunch of hair that didn't reach the hair bow was pulled over and when she was nervous would be pinned behind her ear only for it to eventually work itself out again. She stood at the classroom door hesitating for a moment. She wondered how those girls from yesterday would react. She finely pushed aside the door and looked up to see them starring at her the three girls around Noa's desk. The way Rina glared at her she confirmed her prediction. She knew Noa would tell Rina something that would make her look like the bad guy and thus Rina would hate her to. She sighed and sat down in her seat placing her school bag on the desk hook. She pulled her novel out of the bag and started reading to herself quietly trying to drown out the student's voices from the room. She slowly lost herself in the book and almost didn't notice the teacher come in.

Sayuri walked out of the girls changing room wearing her gym uniform a white t-shirt and red shorts and a pair of white tennis shoes. Her hair still in the low pigtails. She felt a little embarrassed as always in the shorts. Reaching just down to her thighs. She felt she'd put on weight and felt self conscious about it. She scolded herself. "You look fine, stop being such a girl and worrying about your weight so much." She took a deep breath and put a smile on her face. She started toward the track field hoping not to be late. She walked through one of the schools hallways through the courtyard arch ways and windows open to the courtyard. It was a little hot today she stopped to lean over the archway to see the sky as clouds passed by. Suddenly she regretted stopping. "Tits!" she heard a familiar voice call too her. She blushed as every one's eyes turned to the boy standing in the courtyard behind her on the other side of the corridor. Aomine Daiki was standing there waving at Sayuri holding a drink cartoon slurping it down through the thin white straw between his tan lips. Everyone glanced around almost as if looking for tits. Sayuri was about to break out into run before she was stopped as he leaned in the archway and looked at her. He spoke like he didn't care about the shocked glances everyone was giving him. He continued to stare at her with his steel blue squinted eyes. He was still in his uniform standing there everyone's eyes on the two. Sayuri blushed as she turned to leave. "Wait tits." He called it again. She stopped in her tracks as he said it again. "I want to talk to you tits." He said with a smirk on his face. She turned to him her head down her legs pressed together her hand holding each other tight for comfort. She obediently replied hoping he would stop. "Yes." She answered timidly looking at him for a moment. He stared at her for a minute with a bored look as if expecting something. "Never mind." He called out again turning around uninterested in her anymore. She felt like would cry but wouldn't let herself. Her embarrassment setting her anger on fire as she clenched her fists around her white t-shirt she quickly walked away and recovered before gym class started. She really hated him now. She was late for gym after that and quickly gave a bathroom excuse that always stopped male teachers from prying any further. She sighed and decided to go home early today.