Kuroko no Basket One Shots - One More Shot

So Serious - Shoichi

| Imayoshi Shoichi |

"Don't be all lovey dovey with Imayoshi, Naoki," Aomine said in disgust, "You're lucky I'm bringing you to our practice."

"Lucky?" Naoki scoffed, "I could've just asked Momoi-chan and she would've let me."

Aomine grumbled. He didn't like the idea that Naoki liked his captain, Imayoshi, and Imayoshi most likely returned such feelings, but it was probably just a brother instinct.

"He's no good for you, Naoki." Aomine protested.

She rolled her eyes as she tied her long dark blue hair into a high ponytail.

"You're just saying that because you don't want us together, you think it's gross or something similar having your sister date your captain, Aomine, but you have no control over who I want to be with. And, anyway, if Imayoshi broke my heart then I'd just beat him up myself."

"I'm just worried! You're my sister after all." This side of Aomine only surfaced when it came to his sister.

"I'm older than you, Aomine!" At this point Naoki was trying her best not to pull his hair out, "And, you know, I can easily get rid of that stash of magazines you have in your room." She smirked, knowing how precious those magazines were to her brother.

"Oi! Only by a little! And if you ever throw them away-"

Naoki skipped off to the gym, ignoring Aomine's shouts.

"Momoi-chan!" She waved, the familiar pink hair coming into view. Momoi stood beside a tall boy wearing what looked to be glasses. Imayoshi.

"Ah, Nao-chan! You came." Naoki grinned, showing her teeth. She loved the basketball team dearly ever since she returned from her stay in another city.

"Naoki." Imayoshi turned around, smiling from her presence. Her grin became wider and she practically flew into his arms. It was weird, they weren't dating but they acted like it, and that's what Aomine disliked. He knew that Naoki was the type of girl that waited for the boy to confess first, since she was always uncertain about his feelings. Imayoshi hadn't confessed or informed her that he liked her, but his actions around Naoki said the opposite. It put Aomine on edge.

They embraced for what felt like seconds before Naoki was ripped away from Imayoshi's grasp by a pair of tan arms.

"Aomine! What's wrong with you?" Naoki yelled. Sure, she knew that Aomine didn't approve of Imayoshi, yet, but this was going too far.

"He has to confess first before doing all this stuff." Aomine crossed his arms over his chest, he was serious-serious (a/n just go along with this 'serious-serious' thing XD). And when Aomine Daiki was serious-serious? Well, it is definitely hard to get your way.

"A-Aomine! You don't have to pressure Imayoshi like that-"

"No. Aomine's correct." Imayoshi interrupted, and he too was serious-serious. And when both Aomine and Imayoshi are serious-serious, especially when in the same room, it was terrifying.

"What are you talking about, Imayoshi?" Naoki's head was tilted slightly, a sign of confusion. Momoi shook her head at Naoki, such an idiot.

"Naoki, I like you."

Everyone was silent by now, waiting for Naoki's response.

She skipped towards him, then slapped his arm as hard as she could, which caused Naoki's palm to sting. Wow, those muscles.

Momoi gasped. No, no, no, this wasn't what should've happened, she thought, Naoki was supposed to say she liked him as well or kissed Imayoshi and then they'd date and after a few year, they'll get married and have cute kids! Naoki shouldn't be slapping him!

"Idiot, I already knew!"

Imayoshi grinned.

And at the same time, far, far away (actually six steps away) a brother by the name of Aomine groaned.

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