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“Eeeh? What’s with taking us to some place like this? It’s so hot.”
Aomine lounged lazily on the sand, propped up on an elbow with a pair of sunglasses perched on his face while a frustrated Kagami rubbed his face out of frustration and the rest of Seirin groaned; they‘d been over, under and through this about 100 times now.
“I don’t remember inviting yoU WHY ARE YOU HERE?”
“HAH? Kuroko invited me."
Kagami clenched a fist as if trying to squash his annoyance.
The boy in question sipped on his vanilla shake, “I don’t recall inviting you, Aomine-kun.”
Aomine rolled his eyes, “You told Satsuki you were coming, which is the same as inviting me since you knew she was going to complain and guilt me until I came along.”
After another long sip from his shake and the tiniest hint of a smirk before it was gone, “No, it isn’t”
The pink haired girl, who was very comfortable under an umbrella, which took three of Seirin's team to set up with absolutely no help from a certain lazy bastard, hmph’d and spoke without turning around, “All you would have done was lay around, sleep and read gravure books. So, really you should thank me for enhancing your life" She adjusted her sunshades as if the punctuate that the conversation was over, she was right and that Aomine should just shut up.
The tanned boy made a face at her back.
Kagami really wanted to mention that he hadn’t actually invited her either, but opted to sigh in defeat on that front, it was pretty entertaining watching her put Aomine in his place every once in a while
Kagami was the one to steer the conversation back on point, “I decided to take my friends on a vacation, WE AREN’T FRIENDS AHO-MINE”
Aomine, who had completely checked out of the conversation to check out a girl with huge boobs, turned his attention back to the angry redhead, “If I had known the perks that came with I would have totally become your friend right away. Probably. Anyway, why me? I haven’t heard you bitch at Satsuki at all!"
Kagami dead-panned, “She doesn’t annoy me like you do”. He was on the brink of a minor combustion when Riko dropped a cooler on his foot, causing Kagami to yelp in surprised pain. She smiled but there was very little amusement in it, “If you two ruin my vacation, I will quadruple your training.”
Aomine’s retort of ‘you aren’t even my coach’ died on his lips as he took in her intimidating aura.
“Hey, it isn’t my fault Bakagami’s a hot head", the blue haired pain in the ass stated as he rolled onto his back, pushing his sunglasses onto his forehead and burying his face in his arm.
“HEY!” Kagami shouted, offended.
“You’re the last person who should be saying that Aomine-kun”, Kuroko stated factually. Aomine grunted from beneath his arms but made no attempt at a reply, instead opting to whine.
“uuuugh it’s so bright”
Kagami was pretty sure he was just whining to be annoying now and grit his teeth, “Then. Go. Home.”
“Naaah”, Aomine was in the middle of stretching full and long as he answered, making his reply sound forced and throaty. Kagami shivered a little at that voice, never mind the muscles rippling beneath his thin shirt like he was in some sort of fucking sports magazine shoot. He caught himself staring and glanced away. Why did the asshole have to be so hot? It made hating him very difficult. Kagami didn’t exactly mind Aomine being there, 1 on 1 and getting to see him shirtless on multiple occasions sounded like a pretty good trade-off for putting up with his excessive whining, it was the principle of the thing. The fact that Aomine thought he could do whatever he wanted without any consequences was one of the things that really irked him about the bastard. The guy had such a knack for pushing all of his buttons that he couldn’t tell at any given moment how he felt about his presence. Then again, just because he hated him, didn’t mean he had to fault his body. It wasn’t, after all, his body’s fault that it happened to harbour a pain in the ass soul.
Aomine sat up and stripped his shirt off, exposing so much tanned and toned skin it should probably be illegal. Kagami was losing his conviction quickly.
He sighed, deciding to drop the issue entirely. He wasn’t going to let all this ruin his trip, “Whatever. Talking to you is wasting my time”, he went to the edge of where everyone’s beach supplies ended, marking an invisible border of a messy circle. Aomine did not much like being called a waste of time, in fact, he didn’t like it at all, but whatever biting comment he was about to snap was forgotten as he watched Kagami pull his shirt over his head and toss it in the general direction of his bag. Damn. Kagami grabbed his surfboard, tucked it under an arm and headed toward the water.
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He watched him go and couldn’t help but admire the sight, with his sun-kissed skin and A+ body, Kagami looked very at home on the beach. When Kuroko had mentioned the trip to him and Momoi the girl was already set on going. It took two days, but he was finally annoyed and guilted into going along with her, and despite Kuroko’s claim of innocence, he did nothing to discourage the behaviour which made him guilty by association. The little bastard could be quite manipulative. Despite all that, he figured getting to piss off Kagami for a few days wasn’t an entire waste of his time. Not to mention the idea of seeing him half naked and wet was appealing.
He’d already come to terms with his attraction to the idiot. At first, he thought it was his basketball, which was part of it, but when he realized it was there even off the court it was sort of a wake-up call. He wasn’t really concerned with it, at the most it was merely sexual attraction. Probably. The guy was still an obnoxious asshole who yelled too much.
He lay on the sand sighing and whining that he was bored for a good 5 minutes, before finally getting up and re-adjusting his shades on his face, “I’m going for a walk”, he didn’t miss the almost there smirk on Kuroko’s stupid face.
“Ok, Aomine-kun. Have fun.”
Aomine grumbled to himself “Little bastard" as he left, coincidentally in the same direction as the red head had ran before. Right, just a coincidence.
He trecked across the sand til he reached the water, sitting in a spot near enough to the water to admire the waves but far enough that the tide couldn’t reach him. He scanned his surroundings, making note of all the girls with nice racks, mentally calculating their sizes as he did so .
He absently scanned the water, it was easy enough to spot Kagami, the shock of red hair was like a beacon. Aomine sat in the sand, knees slightly pulled toward him, weight supported by his arms, enjoying the odd feeling of the gritty texture between his fingers. Kagami was perched on his board, slightly rocking in the waves and even though Aomine couldn’t see his expression he knew it was concentrated and probably a fierce smile playing at his lips, as water slowly trickled- whoa OK enough visualizing. Aomine shook his head trying to dislodge any inappropriate thoughts of Kagami and his stupid hot body.
It all happened in an instant. First Kagami was gently rocking in the ocean, then he was paddling full force into an oncoming wave, arms flexing, back muscles rolling, his entire body seeming to coil like a spring. Aomine’s eyes widened when Kagami stood up, the movement fluid like the water itself. Beautiful. That was the only way to describe him at that moment. Muscles tensed, body leaning forward confronting the ocean with that defiant glare Aomine had seen so many times on the court that knew was plastered all over the red head’s face. It all came together to paint a compelling scene. He sat and watched the red head for countless minutes, or was it hours? Aomine wasn't sure. He watched as a particularly large tunnel of water collapsed like the ocean had swallowed Kagami whole.
He waited for the man to resurface as he had done so many times before. After more than a few minutes Aomine got to his feet with an “Ah fuck”, and ran toward the water, he wasn't actually worried... but just in case. Yeah. He tripped to a halt when a redhead burst through the surface nearer to the beach. The idiot had the biggest, brightest smile on his face and it was absolutely stunning. Was it crazy to be jealous of the water? He stood there staring as Kagami dragged himself back onto the beach a few feet in front of him laughing and panting as he sprawled onto his back in the sand. Aomine didn’t really know what to do with himself. Walk away? Make conversation? Why did he even run over here in the first place? He was saved the trouble of thinking when Kagami looked his direction, his eyes clear, face serene, wet hair slicked back away from his forehead, body dripping water… ok I get it he’s fucking hot. “Yo, Aho. Worried about me?” there wasn’t any bite to it like the beast Aomine was so used to seeing had momentarily been tamed.
Aomine sat next to him and huffed, annoyed with the fact that Kagami’s surfing had him standing in awe but a few minutes ago and yeah maybe he'd been a little worried. Kagami laughed loudly, eyes closed “The Great Aomine Daiki speechless? Trip worth it”
Aomine glared “Fuck off, Bakagami... if I had let you die I wouldn’t be able to kick your ass on the basketball court”
“So, you ,were worried about me" Kagami smirked.
“You know what, I changed my mind. Go die asshole" Aomine fumed.
Kagami spread out in the sand and sighed, drinking in the sunshine “That’s better. Was afraid you were gettin soft there for a minute” red eyes opened and shifted to meet dark blue ones and Aomine felt like his soul was on fire. Just heartburn.
Silence stretched between them. The tide coming in and out, soaking Aomine’s once dry swim trunks.
“So… uh” Aomine coughed and rubbed the back of his neck, “that was… like. Y’know. I mean the thing with the board and shit...”
Kagami barked a laugh causing Aomine to glare at him.
“Is it that hard for you to compliment someone?”, Kagami turned an amused smile at Aomine’s glare.
“Who said I was gonna compliment you, Bakagami??” Aomine asked petulantly. Kagami rolled his eyes “Yeah yeah. I’m sure you could do so much better” the words absolutely dripped sarcasm.
“Tch” Aomine frowned, the idiot was way too calm, he had yet to get a rise out of the usually hotheaded, redhead. He couldn’t use his usual taunts like on the court, not without risking it being flipped on him. He knew absolutely shit about surfing.
The blue haired boy huffed, resting his arms on his legs and leaning forward into the salty breeze coming from the sea, and after another stretch of silence “So... what’s it like?”. Kagami glanced at the other more than slightly surprised at his stab at actual conversation, and even more that he actually sounded genuinely curious.
Kagami raised up on his elbows to watch the waves roll in and out. Aomine didn’t miss his abs flexing wonderfully. “It’s hard to explain” he paused and Aomine thought, disappointedly, that he was going to leave it at that. Wait why was he disappointed? Kagami started speaking again, “It’s sort of like being in the zone... but not”.
Aomine pursed his lips, “What the fuck does that even mean, asshole?”, the other glared at him, “Shut up bastard I’m not done” Aomine smirked. There was some of the fire he missed. Though, Kagami going from tiger to house cat wasn’t all that bad. At least for the moment. “Ok then, continue”
Kagami rolled his eyes but did continue, “In the zone, I want to win for my team. I’m completely focused on that one goal. Winning for the sake of my friends” Aomine snorted but quieted when the redhead glared at him again, “While surfing I'm focused, but it’s all for me. As exhilarating it is to have a strong opponent to face…“ Kagami gave the tanned man next to him a sidelong glance “...the only rival I have in surfing is myself, if I mess up its all on me and if I do particularly well, that is also my own accomplishment. It’s a little freeing, not havin people depend on me”
Aomine stared at the ocean while taking in the explanation. He thought maybe he understood. A little.
“Sooo," he started slowly, "what you're saying is... the only one who can beat you is you?” Aomine grinned cheekily at the groan emitted from Kagami’s throat, “We were having a moment and you ruined it”
Aomine scoffed “What moment? All I heard was you blabbering all sentimental over surfing” though maybe he didn't completely mind that Kagami had shared with him. This he would never say. “Whoa, ‘sentimental’? Don’t choke yourself with such big words. Anyway, you’re just mad that it’s something I’m better at than you”, Kagami smirked at the look of indignation on the other’s face. “What happened to all the no rival bullshit you just spewed?”
Kagami laughed as he stood up, and attempted to dust off the sand clinging to every part of his still wet body. Tucking his board under one arm he offered his hand to Aomine “Maybe I just never found anyone good enough to go against”
Aomine’s eyes widened a bit at that remark, from his position looking up at the redhead with the sun bathing him he looked really… hot.
“Not that you’d be good enough... but it'd be interesting to see you embarrass yourself" Kagami added
Aomine stared at the offered hand, "pffft”, he slapped the hand away and opted to stand up on his own “I might not have surfed before… but it wouldn’t be a problem beating you.”
The two started aimlessly strolling along the tide line and Kagami rolled his eyes “Tch, It’s not as easy as it looks” he glanced at Aomine, trying to dust wet sand off his ass and legs but only succeeding in getting it stuck to his arms and hands and smirked, “I just make it look that way.”
Tanned arms stopped trying to battle wet sand and snapped his head up to glare in his direction, “Cocky bastard, it’s not like it was some amazing feat”
“Oh, really? Because you seemed to have a, ‘ooh Kagami you’re so cool’ expression on your face”
“Eh? Fuck you. You and cool shouldn’t even be mentioned in the same sentence” Maybe it was a little cool.
The red head snorted, “Asshole”
“Tch, idiot”
They strolled in comfortable silence. Comfortable? After a moment Aomine cleared his throat, “You’re different”
Kagami glanced over with narrowed eyes, ready for an argument “Whatdya mean?”
“Around water. You’re different. It’s weird and creeps me out.”
Kagami turned to study Aomine ready to snap about being called creepy but well, he wasn’t wrong. The redhead shrugged, “Back in America, surfing was my favourite thing to do aside from basketball.”
Aomine grunted, he’d never considered the basketball idiot had any other hobbies.
“Learning to surf helped take my mind off things and it was something to do when Tatsuya was too busy to play ball with me. Then it turned out I really enjoyed it”
Aomine laced his hands behind his head, falling in sync with the other’s steps “Eh? You were a kid what could you need to take your mind off of?" Aomine paused “Not that I really care."
Kagami rolled his eyes and shrugged again “Like, not knowing anyone and having no friends other than Tatsuya.” his eyes got kind of distant for half a second before he finished with “Lots of stuff."
Aomine glanced over “Pfft figures you wouldn’t have friends"
One of Kagami's unique eyebrows twitched “HEY! I was a little kid and in a new country, what’s your excuse?"
“OI! I have friends!”
“Name one, and Momoi doesn’t count”
“EH?? WHY DOESN'T SATSUKI COUNT??”
“SHE IS OBLIGATED TO PUT UP WITH YOUR ASS”
“Like your team isn’t, Bakagami?"
“Don’t compare your team with mine, Ahomine!"
The two huffed and looked away. “Tetsu, then” Aomine grumbled after a moment.
Kagami raised an eyebrow but conceded “Yeah, ok.”
The bastard wasn’t wrong he seemed to be on a streak today.
They stopped at a boardwalk and Kagami stepped under a water head letting the spray wash all the sand that was still clinging to his skin and hair. Aomine just stood there imagining how pornographic the red head looked standing under the running water, now all he had to do was run his fingers through his hair to complete the image. Which he did.
Aomine snorted at the absurdity of his own brain. His hair slicked back like that was really attractive though.
Kagami blinked at him, then narrowed his eyes suspiciously as he stepped out of the way, “What’s so funny?”
Aomine raised his eyebrow and stepped into the water spray, closing his eyes. The water was cold, but it felt really good on his skin. “Your face.”
Kagami sighed, “Are you actually 5?” but what he thought was “God, he looks sexy dripping wet like that"
Aomine ignored him as he turned the water off.
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By the time they made it back to where the others were the sun was setting, seeming to catch the entire ocean on fire. There was a grill already going and everyone seemed to have been waiting for them to return.
”Oh, good. You‘re both still alive.”
Both aces jumped ”WHAT THE FUCK TETSU! DON‘T FUCKING DO THAT”
The small boy didn‘t even seem to notice the reaction as he continued ”I was worried you two had killed each other. You were gone for a long time.” there was something glittering in those eyes and Aomine wasn‘t sure he wanted to know what it was.
“Perfect timing, Kagami! We took a vote and you have been elected chef” Hyuuga gave an affectionate but rather heavy handed pat to Kagami’s back, causing him to lurch forward. He rubbed at the reddening print on his back and grunted, ”Yeah, yeah” He'd already expected this development.
The food was so delicious Aomine thought he might cry. Kagami stared at him, he wasn’t aware Aomine could look so..., “Why do you look so happy?”
“Meat. So good” is all he said around a mouth full of food, not even bothering to look up.
It wasn’t exactly a compliment but it was close enough considering who it was coming from. He was always a bit happy when people enjoyed his cooking. He didn’t even bother to yell at Aomine to eat his vegetables, it would be a lost cause and he was pretty tired from surfing and walking along the beach.
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They deposited their beach supplies at the door to the beach house they were to be staying and made their way into the living room. It was done in a modern style, looked very magazine worthy. Inn Kagami's opinion it looked cold despite the view of the beach and ocean through the full window wall, leading out to a patio area.
Momoi looked around the room with wide-eyed wonder, “Oooooh this is nice! How much did it cost to rent, Kagamin?"
”Uh...” he mumbled something under his breath.
”Hmm? I couldn‘t hear you Kagamin, speak up”, genuine curiosity shining in her pink eyes.
“I’m not... renting” Kagami blushed
“WHAT?" Momoi covered her mouth, not meaning to speak so loudly. “Kagamin must be rich!", it sounded only half joking to Kagami's ears.
Red eyes studied his feet, “I’m not rich"
Thankfully Riko took this moment to clap her hands, cutting the conversation off. “We can check all this out tomorrow, we’re all pretty tired. So, time for the splitting of rooms!”
”AH I can room with Tetsu-kun” Momoi hugged the boy close blushing coyly.
Riko twitched, ”You‘re rooming with me”, The pink girl frowned but conceded, letting the blue haired boy out of her grip.
Aomine, who had been walking around, touching things that weren‘t his, stopped having just caught up with the conversation.
“Wait wait wait WAIT. “ everyone’s attention was drawn to him, it was hard to ignore someone so loud “You own all this, Bakagami???” his face and tone were more accusing than Kagami liked.
“NO...m-my dad does”, He decided to look anywhere but Aomine's direction.
“So you’re rich”
“I’m not rich," Kagami insisted "my dad is just... well off”
Aomine waved his dismissively, “Same thing”
“IS NOT”
“What are you talking about? You have a beach house! I don’t have a beach house. Everyone that has a beach house, raise your hand!"
Kagami glared ”It isn‘t MY beach house, asshole! So, drop it”
“Back me up on this Tetsu... Tetsu?” the two took a moment to study their surroundings. They had totally been abandoned.
“AH.. what the fuck?”
“Great. Looks like we’re rooming together” Kagami looked less than pleased. Aomine glared at him “This is your fault.” Kagami returned the glare tiredly, “Then sleep on the beach for all I care! The room is this way” Not liking the prospect of sleeping outside Aomine followed.
Opening the door the redhead sighed as he tossed his bag onto the floor, bending down to rustle around apparently trying to find something. Blue eyes scanned the room, noting the one bed. He opened his mouth to complain he was cut off by Kagami’s voice “The bathroom’s right there, you can shower first. It should already have everything you need." Aomine weighed his choices of showering or complaining and not surprisingly the thought of warm water soothing his tired body was the most appealing choice.
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Aomine lay in the unfamiliar, yet extremely comfortable, bed and stared at the wall in front of him. He was very tired, walking on the beach had left his legs feeling a little like jelly. Aomine heard the shower turn on and he must have dozed because it seemed like only a moment after hearing the hiss of the shower that he felt a dip in the bed from Kagami’s weight. The redhead climbed under the covers, moved around, rolled from one side to the other, making the mattress bounce and move. Aomine growled, “GODDAMNIT BE STILL"
“Shut up! I’m trying to get comfortable”, Finally Kagami's movements stilled, along with the bed. Aomine sighed and closed his eyes.
Kagami stretched long and slow, a satisfied groan tearing from his throat. Aomine cracked an eye open, partly because he wanted the damn idiot to stop being loud and go to sleep and partly because that voice did things to him. He didn’t have time to let his brain elaborate on that thought because suddenly a stray arm came into view and his face exploded in pain.
Aomine shot up in bed holding his face, “OW WHAT THE FUCK, ASSHOLE"
The redhead that had apparently just finished another satisfying stretch glanced over at him.
“Oh sorry... I forgot you were there." The red head yawned and turned over on his side facing away from him.
“What the fuck do you mean you forgot I was here? HOW DO YOU FORGET A PERSON IS HERE?" Aomine pouted rubbing his nose. “That fucking hurt. What if it bruises?"
Kagami snorted “It’ll be an improvement"
“Oi!" Aomine jabbed the other in his side causing him to grunt in pain and topple off the bed.
“HEY IDIOT THAT FUCKING HURT! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT"
“Oh. I forgot you were there" Aomine huffed in a childish, mocking voice as he turned over on his side. Spitefully taking as much of the blankets and sheets as he could for himself.
Kagami stood up and glared “Bastard!” kicking Aomine off his side of the bed. Tanned legs went down, taking blankets and sheets with him. Kagami doubled over in laughter while watching Aomine kick and fight to free himself from his prison.
“Fucking...” And before Kagami even registered what was happening Aomine had launched himself in one quick motion across the bed, tackling the other onto the floor. The two rolled around on the carpeted floor, wrestling, pulling hair, kicking shins, clawing skin and generally trying to cause as much harm to the other as possible. This went on until they heard a door open. Their bodies stilled as they both looked up to see a bleary-eyed Kuroko rubbing sleep out of one eye “Please be quiet. Aomine-kun and Kagami-kun are being very loud, you can flirt in the morning.” The offenders started to yell their objections in unison but were met with one of Kuroko's rare expressions, this one was 'annoyance', and the two quieted. Kuroko could be menacing when he wanted to be. Without another word or waiting for an explanation he walked away, shutting the door behind him.
After a moment of staring at the door dumbly still frozen in mid-fight they took in their surroundings. Aomine sprawled on top of Kagami, legs tangled, Kagami’s wrist pinned to the floor, the other arm around Aomine’s neck, fingers threaded painfully in his now messy blue hair, bare chest against bare chest. Their eyes met and they were inches apart. Aomine’s attention went from fierce red eyes to a pink tongue darting out to wet slightly parted lips . Just a little closer and...WHOA Aomine jumped back like he’d been burned and Kagami scooted backwards across the floor thumping heavily into a wall. They sat and stared at everything but each other for a stretch of minutes. When their eyes did meet Kagami was blushing so hard that it looked like his head might explode at any second. It would have been fucking hilarious if Aomine couldn’t feel the heat in his own cheeks.
Kagami worked his mouth slowly, trying to remember words “We.. should... go to sleep."
“Uh. Yeah. Ok. Right” Aomine was smoothe as ever.
The two climbed into bed, both staring at opposite sides of the room. Aomine’s mind was racing a mile a minute, probably trying to catch up to his heart. What the fuck was this reaction? Ok, yeah he thought Kagami was hot but he thought lots of people were hot. Didn’t mean he wanted to do anything with them. Especially this idiot. He decided to do he mature thing, embrace sleep and think about it in the morning or maybe never.