Aomine: What's not to Love?

Chapter 14

Aomine was followed her around all day, teasing her and hanging all over her. The boys in class who with Fujimoto's success at befriending her, had started to approach her where all scared away by Aomine all day. They walked in the hallways together, sometimes with Momoi when she wasn't busy. People were shocked by how much Sayuri talked to Aomine, rumors were soaring by now, but Sayuri couldn't find it within her to care anymore. She spent the majority of the day avoiding Aomine's advances with little time to worry over how many people's attention she was attracted. Sometimes when his teasing relented she'd realize how much attention she had gathered and would hide behind Aomine. Having a cute, large breasted girl, clinging to your back for protection was a pleasant feeling so he enjoyed himself quite a bit. The pervert's eyes always seemed to find their way to her chest, leaving her embarrassed. She would mostly walk and move in the most modest ways embarrassed by his stares, then he'd tease her and she would forget lifting her arms up to swat his hands away from her and hopping slightly, only for him to make a vulgar comment and compliment her and she would turn red instantly and give up on the fight. He always won fights this way.

The end of school came and Aomine was waiting at the door glaring at Fujimoto how had pursued a conversation with Sayuri. He didn't seem to notice the death aura coming off of Aomine from behind him as he chatted away without stop to Sayuri. Everyone else in the classroom was scared out of their mind and all quickly escaped the classroom. Sayuri noticed Aomine take a step inside ready to chew Fujimoto out and Sayuri quickly said good bye before things could get ugly. She promised to bring her mother over to see Fujimoto later.

She pouted as they walked down the hallway glaring at Aomine out of the corner of her eye. He made eye contact with a clueless expression. He didn't seem to see the problem with his aggressive behavior towards in male who came into her vicinity. She was frankly embarrassed and flattered by it more than anything and felt pouty. "Why are you all pouty over there?" He questioned and pulled his hand out of his pocket to pinch her cheek. "Why do you have to act like a vicious dog, and chase everyone off?" She snapped back at him, she gazed at him a questioning glance curious as to his reply. He looked at her as if it was obvious and held his arms up behind his head as they continued down the hallway. "You started the game, you didn't think I'd let any other players win did you." He smirked to her and she avoided his eyes embarrassed. "You, moron, you're the only one aloud to play." She blushed as she looked away stuttering as she started the sentence. Aomine examined her flushed face and sulking expression. "I'm holding you to that." He told her as he speed up his pace. She felt anger all the sudden. "I hope you do know the same goes for you." She said as she tugged on his uniform shirt and sent him a serious and pleading expression, hoping he'd agree. "Why, would you be jealous?" He teased lowering his arms, his sudden movement made her move away for a moment. She was quiet for a minute hesitant to admit it. "Maybe." She simply said slowing her pace keeping her head down and her lips pressed together. She was so embarrassed she wanted to hide. Aomine pressed the question further with a smirk. "Then you wouldn't mind if I went out with another girl." He said with a smug grin. Oh, he was picking a fight. "Yes, I would mind, but I hope you know, if you ever pulled that stunt you'd automatically lose the game." She said with a hint of seriousness in her voice. That feisty side of her he couldn't get enough of came out again. He turned around walking backwards with an excited glint in his eye. "If you were jealous, wouldn't I have already won?" She knew he'd say that, he had a point. A small smirk came upon her face and he watched leaning back and smiling back at it. He reached his tan arm out and his rough large hands came to her face. She was shocked as his fingers pressed against her lips. He gently slides his finger tips across her soft pink lips, their warmth sliding across each other. She was shocked at the gentle gesture. And in seconds her faces was in flames. She swore steam was rising from her face as she seethed in embarrassment. She suddenly swatted his hand away. He watched as she gained her composure and giggled. Leaning over taking deep breaths she looked back up at him with a glare. She suddenly stood up straight her shoulders tense as she was turned away from him. "You can have the prize after you've won the game." She warned him. "What? Didn't I already win?" He teased. She turned around and walked over to him. She held her hands in fists as she slammed them down on his chest over and over, her attacks having no effect. Not they were supposed to. The act was more playful then serious.

As she stood they're charging at him, as he easily dodged her like child's play. A voice called out to them.
"Sayuri." The female airy voice with a slight American accent. Sayuri turned to see her mother standing in the doorway as she had been brawling with Aomine at the shoe locker near the door. "Mom." Sayuri's face light up as she turned to her. Aomine was surprised to. He instantly gave the woman a look. She was busty and pale like Sayuri, with long blonde hair in a low ponytail behind her, with lively green eyes. She had this airy sweetness about her. An almost innocent aura around her. Her mother looked like a hot foreigner. She'd gotten a lot of attention as she entered school grounds. They all weren't surprised to find her out to be Sayuri's mother. Her foreign look made complete sense now. Her mother walked over to them and looked up to see Aomine's towering frame. "I'm Tiffany Kobayashi, Sayuri's mother, thank you for taking care of my daughter." Mrs. Kobayashi bowed to Aomine who looked her over again. "Aomine Daiki, nice to meet you." He looked her over with a slight interest. "My, you really are just as Sayuri described you, quiet intimidating, and such a big bad boy." Sayuri flushed at her mother's blunt words. She grabbed her arm tugging on it pleading with her. "Mom!" She shrieked at her. Her mother continued to speak with a warm unchanging smile and air headed nature. Aomine smiled on the verge of a giggle as he leaned back glancing to Sayuri as she turned beat red. "It's true Sayuri, one of those delinquents that walk around like they're too cool for school, Say, are you really a perverted bastard?" Her mother said with a warm innocent smile. Sayuri was left beat red clinging to her mother's arm hiding behind her. Aomine burst out laughing, shocking Mrs. Kobayashi for a moment but never losing her composure. "Now I see where Sayuri gets it." Aomine said giving Sayuri another steamy glance. "Nice to see what you really think of me." He said to Sayuri leaning around her mother's frame to her cowering figure. "It is really, nice to meet you, Mrs. Kobayashi." Aomine emphasized his words with a smile. Sayuri's mother gave a satisfied look to Aomine. She suddenly lifted her hand to her cheek tilting her head with an even wider and warmer smile as she started again. "Oh, what a pleasant young man, he's won my approval." Sayuri jumped a little. That was quick. He didn't do anything to prove himself. Feeling a little disheartened at how quick her mother had given up her daughter Sayuri. "Take good care of my daughter from now on." Her mother bowed to him elegantly.

"Mom, you sold me off quick." Sayuri pouted as she walked home with her mother. "He's quite a charmer isn't he?" Her mother cooed."In what way!" Sayuri shouted rather annoyed. "He's loud, and rude, a pervert,vulgar, a delinquent, a jerk, aggressive." Sayuri began rambling, her voice gradually lowering as her thoughts trailed off to everything good she'd seen about Aomine. "Well, he got you to open up; though that's the strangest approach I've ever seen." Her mother sighed and turned to Sayuri with a warm smile. "You've joined the enemy." Sayuri pouted to herself as they turned the corner of her street. "Ah." Sayuri suddenly stopped walking as she remembered something. "I forgot; Fujimoto." She told herself.