Aomine: What's not to Love?

Chapter 7

Momoi had dragged Sayuri out of class and down the hall the shorter girl dragging her upwards towards the roof. Everyone in the hall way made room for them shocked and surprised. The boys starred as Momoi yanked on Sayuri's arm. Apparently Momoi wanted to have lunch with her and didn't take any excuses. Looks like she'd have to wait till after school to read her book. She still had a light blush on her cheeks from all the attention. She shrugged Seems like she didn't have a choice in the matter. Oh well eating with Momoi sounded like fun. She'd lost the only girls who would invite her and has eaten by herself since that day. She noticed Fujimoto starring as she exited the class. Maybe Momoi was a blessing Fujimoto looked like he was going to ask her to lunch. She made a quick thank you to the heavens as Momoi started talking about her lunch she brought. Hopefully Aomine wasn't included with this lunch.

Sayuri said cursing the gods in her head. She avoids his gaze Aomine was sitting on Momoi's pink blanket she had set up for them. Momoi sat Sayuri down across from Aomine and sat between them as she pulled her lunch box out. She started chatting away complaining about some guy that had tried to stop her to confess on her way to pick me up. "Alright, Sayuri open wide." Momoi held up her chop stick a rolled omelet held tightly in between the sticks. Sayuri obediently opened her mouth but Aomine reached over pressing his hand against Sayuri's chin shutting her mouth. "Don't poison her Satsuki." He grumpily scolded Momoi. "Your mean Dai, don't call my food poison." She whined and popped her omelet into her mouth with a satisfactory hum in her mouth. Aomine rolled his eyes at her. Poor Sayuri was left blushing at the sudden intimate touch. Aomine starred at her as she regained her composure. She noticed his gazes only prompting to blush more. Momoi chuckled to herself and took another bite of her lunch. Sayuri couldn't take it and finally blurted out at Aomine. "Please don't stare so much its embarrassing." She pleaded with a whimper. He laughed and took a bite of his sandwich he'd purchased from the school cafeteria. Sayuri had grabbed her own packed lunch in her lunch box. "Why don't you want me to stare, is something wrong?" He smirked teasing her. She blushed and got angry as she unwrapped her food. She had an apple a small bowl of Mac and cheese and a sandwich and a travel cup filled with orange juice. "Oh, that smells good." Momoi got on all fours and crept over to peer into her lap where her lunch box sat. "It's not Japanese." Momoi commented staring at the tasty food. Sayuri started to explain. "Well, my mother's actually American; she taught us a bunch of western dishes." Momoi looked Sayuri in the eye. "So you're only half Japanese?"She asked tilting her head as she waited for a reply. "Yes."Sayuri felt a little embarrassed somehow. "You look foreign." Momoi Stated as she crawled away. "Can you speak English?" Momoi asked. "Yes fluently." Sayuri nodded as she pulled out a spoon to eat her Mac and Cheese. "Can you understand me, Dai's a pervert." She started speaking English with a Japanese accent as she spoke. Aomine seemed lost. He tried to figure out what she said but couldn't understand. He skipped class too often. Sayuri giggled and replied. "I know right, he's a real jerk." Sayuri replied. Aomine heard 'He', and 'jerk'. He couldn't make out the whole sentence but knew they were bagging on him. He grumbled in annoyance as he took another bite of his food. "One time he looked up my skirt." Momoi told her. "He wouldn't stop calling me 'tits' when we first meet." Sayuri replied her. Momoi turned to Aomine. "That's so rude Dai!" She yelled at him. "I have no idea what you two are talking about." He replied he leaned back and laid down looking up at the sky. He merely laid down as he listened to the rest of the conversation the girls carried on in Japanese. Momoi managed to get Sayuri to open up a little and talk more. She answered Momoi questions about herself and in return Momoi talked about herself. She told them about her Mom and Dad, her little brother Akira and Marty. After a while the Lunch break was soon ending and Momoi started to pack up. "Dai, get off the blanket, I need to fold it up." Momoi complained as she tried to push him with her minimal strength. "Sayuri help me!" Momoi cried for help. Sayuri watched Momoi vain attempts and felt bad for her. "Mr. Aomine please move."Sayuri asked as respectfully as possible. Aomine flinched. He opened his eyes without moving and looked up at Sayuri. "What did you call me?" He said as if offended he sound like he was growling. Momoi continued to try to pry him out from under the blanket. "Dai, Move!" She whimpered. "Your last name with an honorific." She replied obediently. He glared at her."What would you like me to call you?"She mumbled worried he'd get angry again. "First name." he simply said closing his eyes again. "Dai, don't go back to sleep, get up you jerk."Momoi had stood up and gave him a kick in the leg out of frustration. "Daiki." She simply said. She thought it would be more embarrassing but it was surprisingly easy. "Mr. Daiki?" She said as if asked if she had to use an honorific. He grunted a little signally his disapproval. "Alright, Daiki."He had opened his eyes to watch this time, he stared for a moment. Before getting up off the picnic blanket and heading towards the staircase door. Momoi gave a cheer of victory as she neatly folded up the blanket. "Oh, call me Satsuki." Momoi smiled. She giggled and stood next to Sayuri. "Call him Dai next time; he'll get even more embarrassed." Momoi smirked to Sayuri. "What Embarrassed?" Sayuri asked.