It was past six am in the morning when Aomine woke up from Riko's room. He rubbed his bleary eyes and sluggishly opened it wide. That's when he noticed his step sister wasn't around. He quickly rose from her bed and left it unfixed before finally going back to his own room.
There he found the petite coach sleeping quitely on his bed with her tank top slightly upraised and her belly were also exposed. He lowly chuckled at the good sight he's seeing. He stepped closer towards her direction and cautiously seated next to her, by the side of his bed.
"Waky. Waky, Nee~san," he whispered, brushing off the hair that was covering her face. He gently run his fingers through her caramel locks down to her spine before eventually arranging her sleeveless collarless shirt to cover her slightly exposed skin.
"I've warned you," he muttered before biting the side of her ear. She yelped by the sudden contact. She quickly opened her caramel eyes and came to gained her senses back.
She furiously pushed him away from her. She harshly kicked him out of the bed causing him to fall onto the floor and;
BLAAAAAAM!
"Ouch. That hurts," he winced in pain, nursing his back. "What was that for?"
"You molester!"
"What? I just woke you up."
"Where am I?!" She asked, scanning her surrounding anxiously. "And why the hell am I here?! You didn't brought me here to assault me, did you?!"
"WHAT? Aren't you the one who came here to sleep," he retaliated, getting back on her feet and facing her again.
His answer made her speechless for a sec and the events last night suddenly came flashing back into her memory. Her cheeks burst into red upon remembering how she ended up sleeping on his bed.
"I didn't had a choice you know and -- As if I'd sleep on a bed with you, you damn big pervert!" She hurled back, feeling abashed. She momentarily stepped outside of his room with a rather flustered expression on her crimson tinted face.
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Riko sighed in relief upon hearing the bell rang right after the last period before their lunch break. She opened the bento which was prepared by Aoi and she started digging in. She was later joined by one of her few girl friends in class. After filling her stomach, she took out her phone. There's still some minutes left before the start of their next period and the arrival of their next teacher. She still have seconds to spare so, she emailed a very close friend while sippping a juice. She sent a friend in US, probably Kiyoshi, a message about her father's upcoming marriage and asked his opinion about it. She wanted to wait for a reply but it looks like it would take a long time before she receive it so decided not to expect it greatly.
She took another deep breath and let herself be calm. She boredly placed her chin over one of her free palm.
She yawned. She haven't felt so relaxed before like it has been forever. Thankfully, she's finally done with tons of paperworks and some stuffs after successfully rushing it yesterday. She now have the luxury of letting her mind be in peace. It is now free from all those crap and bullshit that keeps on polluting her head and stressing her out to no extent. Free from deadlines, complications, and more importantly, free from Aomine Daiki.
Really, good thing he didn't transfered to Seirin or else what. To who knows hell she might be now, probably facing an even greater kind of hell, no, actually more like a torture. She's still lucky he declined his mother's suggestion.
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