PSL with yellowcopycat

[missingen10]

[continued a day after here]

Ugh, so how’d he end up getting roped into this? Oh right. Kise said something about “open tab” at the restaurant and the next day, they got into a bit of a row over the phone about price. Which led into this… repayment deal or something. Kagami sighed and rubbed at the back of his head as he walked out the front doors of his school. He had his share of the tab at least. And his gym bag. Because there was that whole private one-on-one with Kise also worked into the deal. Honestly, that part was pretty damn exciting and he was probably grinning on the inside. Just tempered by the money issue.

And that other thing. Shit, what was Kise thinking, sending him those pictures? Which he STILL hadn’t deleted. Both of them were sitting on his phone, in that folder, waiting to be looked at in all their glory. And to top it all off, those pictures kicked off discussions about… well… stuff Kagami wasn’t really ready to start thinking about?! Boyfriends and who likes who and Kise liked Kuroko in that way. The last part was the one that still hit him weird and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it. Kuroko wasn’t exactly expressive if he liked anyone himself. Honestly, if he did like someone, Kagami had no idea who.

And Kise suggested Kagami might like Aomine. Pinching the bridge of his nose, Serin’s ace slung his bag down to rest on the bench and took a seat, gazing out at the road and sidewalk in front of him. The sun was already lowering towards approaching evening, making everything glow gold and orange. This was going to be one hell of an afternoon. For obvious reasons, he’d not texted Kise at all since their last chat yesterday. The team wanted to extend practice today, but considering the agreement, Kagami had to feign another encounter.

Wasn’t like he was gonna fess up about meeting Kise for private games in lieu of additional practice. Kuroko… Well he’d smiled when Kagami left. Somehow, I bet he knows.

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[yellowcopycat]

Well, that's probably because Kise told Kuroko all about it. Kise is not a subtle person. Kagami should have realized that after getting those pictures that if Kise added -cchi to your name (or were Kasamatsu-senpai) he was pretty much 100% himself all the time with you, be it teasing, play with/against, or just hanging out.

"Kagamicchi!" Kise, in his Kaijou uniform and bag over his shoulder, called out cheerfully to the Seirin ace. "Ready to play?"

As usual Kise's all smiles and boundless energy when it came to the prospect of playing basketball with a strong opponent.

Today was going to be fun! He just knew it! He hadn't played against Kagami in a while, so it would be fun to see how much they've come since the Winter Cup. They had briefly played on the same team against the American Streetball team Jabberwock, but the best way to measure another player's talents was to go against them yourself in Kise's opinion.

That, and he wanted to know who Kagami liked. it was obvious that the other boy was confused. Kise felt a little bad about making him feel uncomfortable, but he told himself if not him then someone else might have asked the 'are you and Kuroko an item' question. Better him than a complete stranger, right?

[missingen10]

Of course he realizes Kise isn’t subtle, but he’s certainly not putting together that the other player’s told Kuroko all about what’s going on. Because wouldn’t that bring up Kise’s crush and whatever? Yeah, totally not thinking about that; he just assumes Kuroko’s Kuroko and figured something’s going on. Still not mentioning anything about those stupid pictures…

Then scowls at the suffix to his name. Ugh, it’s so annoying, even if he’s gotten used to it. He rolls his head back down from its dropped-back-on-his-shoulders position and focuses on the other boy. All smiles, all cheerful. Typical Kaijou ace. But annoyance aside, there’s that same excitement roiling up inside at the sight of him. Because he’s definitely ready to face him, an opponent this strong. They’ve done one on one only once before and he’s eager to see how it goes now.

“Of course!” he calls back, pushing himself up from the bench. None of their games could really give them the sort of feeling a solo match could. Basketball all the way. Giving his own ball a quick spin, he let it balance on the tip of his finger as he headed over to the other athlete. “So we finding a court around here or are we going somewhere else?”

Kise said something about picking him up in the message, but he isn’t sure if he’s talking about the bus or just a swing by and walk sort of deal. Either way’s fine. While Serin’s court’s there, it’s also still busy with his team practicing so no go.

got eaten at work! Back now!

[yellowcopycat]

Kise would hope that Kagami would give him more credit than that if he put two and two together. All he mentioned was that he and Kagami would be having a one on one game as payment for the insane amount of food that Kagami put away. It still blows Kise's mind when he thinks about it.

"I booked us a court at a rec center walking distance from here," Kise said cheerfully. "We'll have to take a bus there, but it's a pretty short drive. Like, ten minutes according to Google."

He cocked his head towards the bus stop down the street where he had just gotten off. "Next bus should be shortly. Let's go!" He beamed and snatched the ball off of Kagami's finger. Smiling his most innocent smile. "By the way, I got sent more pictures from that photoshoot I was telling you about. You want to see?"

Not a problem. It's the season~ I'll be delayed due to holiday travels, but i"ll respond as I can.

[missingen10]

Hope’s not always fulfilled. This is Kagami. Even if he knows Kise and Kuroko are close. But it’s in the past and he’s not really worrying about whether or not Kuroko knows and how. It’s more important to focus on the upcoming basketball game and just how good it’s going to feel to heat up the court with Kaijou’s ace. He still remembers their game at the Winter Cup and he’d be lying if he said it hadn’t been addicting.

“Oh? Awesome,” Kagami retorted with a grin, fingers curling into a fist on his free hand. “Wait, if it’s walking distance, why do we have to take a bus?” Though even if it is walking distance, a ten-minute bus ride isn’t the easiest way to go on foot… Oh well, bus ride it is. They’ll get plenty of exercise on the court as it is. Oh never mind. The tilt of Kise’s head is all the encouragement he needs and he pivots towards the bus stop—

“Oy, Kise!” Get that innocent smile off your face, dammit; you just stole his ball! (Okay, he should’ve been prepared for something like that.) But he quickly dashes after him, going for a steal of his own as he makes his way towards the stop. Wait, pictures? Kagami blinks at the sudden offer. Ugh, really? While he scowls, it’s for a few reasons, and he gives the other boy a look…

Before glancing to the side. “I guess… sure…”

Nice.

[yellowcopycat]

"It's be a thirty minute walk!" Kise protested as he lead the way to bus stop, dribbling the ball as he went. "If it was warmer out it'd be a nice warm up, but it's too cold!"

Kise doesn't want to be cold if he doesn't have to be.

He gives Kagami a beaming smile and passes him back the ball to fish out his phone from his pocket and begins to scroll through his pictures.

"Here we go!" he chirped and held up his phone to Kagami to see. This one is definitely racier than the one he sent Kagami earlier. It's of Kise standing while globs of blue and red paint are being thrown at him. It's a picture of him from the back, and since he's wearing a thong pretty much all of his backside is exposed. He's looking over his shoulder and smiling as glob of blue paint splatters on his chest. "I really like how they the paint looks midair. Isn't that cool?"

He says this as if he isn't 80% sure that's not what going to draw Kagami's eye. He has to admit he has pretty nice backside. He lets Kagami look at for about thirty seconds before he scrolls to the next one. Much more innocent. In this one Kise is absolutely cover in paint, from head to toe. The only parts that aren't blue, red, or purple are the teeth in his brilliant smile, and his eyes.

"I felt like a little kid in this one."

[missingen10]

Kagami frowns a bit at the protest. Thirty minutes isn't that bad, considering some of the hell Riko put the team through. But thirty minutes right now? All right fine; he's swayed. He glances out the corner of his eye, watching the ball bounce up and down beneath Kise's hand. “It's not that cold,” he huffs, but lets it go.

Then catches the ball once it's passed to him. Ugh, had he really accepted that? There's a mixture of dread and morbid curiosity as he watches the other athlete fish out his phone. Last time he'd freaked out royally about it, and now he's willingly asking to see it? It feels incriminating enough that his phone's still holding those previous pictures. But then the picture's up and the phone's in his face and he's staring for a moment like an idiot. Cause it's SO DAMN LEWD! Mostly because he can see pretty much Kise's entire ass, to say nothing of those paint globs slathering all over him. And that damn smile too, right over his shoulder. Kagami feels his face go red from... a damn mixture of things!

“Cool?!” He jerks his head to the side to stare at the other boy with an incredulous look. Then has to calm down visibly. Because yes, his eyes are definitely not drawn to the globs of paint. Not when some guy he knows and is pretty much one of his rivals is sitting there practically naked. You'd think, with all the time in the locker rooms and saunas and hot springs, this kind of thing wouldn't faze him. But...

Thirty seconds of complete not-sure-what-he-feels and he finally gets a new picture. At least it's not as racy and he can look at it without getting hot in the face. He snorts at the paint-covered figure in it. “You look like some kind of weird entertainer.” Then pauses before adding, “Or a piece of modern art.” Because he really does. “Did you get any of that in your mouth?”

These are important questions...

[yellowcopycat]

That reaction is pretty much what Kise expected. And he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy Kagami's reactions. He wasn't quite sure what they meant. He was pretty sure Kagami liked what he saw, but he wasn't 100%. That and Kagami makes interesting faces was why he kept showing them to Kagami.

"Yeah, some, but it was non-toxic and I spit it out." He beams and pockets his phone as the bus comes up. "They sent more. I'll show them to you if you beat me!"

This were ones where there had been a ... wardrobe malfunction. He had assumed that Nanase, the photographer, hadn't taken any when those happened, but apparently he had taken some on accident. He gave sent them to Kise to do with as he pleased. Right now Kise was just sitting on them. He didn't mind showing off pictures of him in a thong, he had modeled underwear before, so it wasn't like he was showing Kagami anything that no one hadn't seen (of course, the underwear he modeled was more along the line of boxer briefs and briefs, but underwear's underwear, right?) But these pictures... well, it wasn't anything Kagami hadn't seen. After all, Kagami was male, and probably saw more naked maleness in locker rooms, however briefly. The pictures feel different from that however. He still has the urge to show them to Kagami, but he's a little more nervous about it.

"I was modern art," he continues as he boards the bus. "That was kinda the point of the whole thing." He took seat and looked at Kagami. "But you said you weren't into art."

[missingen10]

Ugh, he’s being predictable again. (Though honestly, that’s normal.) But how else had Kise expected him to react? Apparently he had to get a repeat of what they were trading via text-only last night. Still, Kagami isn’t so sure of his own reactions either, considering most of it’s shock, but it’s not a disgusted version and he’s also feeling… well… well, there are other things in there too, okay? So he’s being defensive and dodging like crazy right now. And probably being an endless source of amusement to Kise.

“Gross.” He makes another face, this one definitely disgusted, only because he knows very well the taste of paint, having gotten some on his tongue when they were painting the basketball court. Not to mention something even more embarrassing over in America. “Oy, come on!” he gripes at Kise, though the grin on his face tells the blonde ace otherwise. “Give a prize I want if I have to work for it.”

Dammit, now he’s unconsciously gunning to beat him. Deny. Everything. He catches onto the bus railing as well and walks in behind Kise. And of course the bus driver stares at them. Because hello! Kagami ignores her as he makes his way to the back to find a seat and swing down into it, bag resting over his lap for the time being. “Modern art’s got some weird tastes,” he mutters once they’re settled. The reminder earns a faint pout, brows furrowed, and a light shrug. Avoidance behaviour. “I’m not.” Into art, that is. “Unless it’s food. That I can eat. They had one over in America. A food art convention. After the judging, it was an open meal.”

Another grin (or a smirk, take your pick). “I’m glad my coach took Tatsuya and I there. It was fun.”

[yellowcopycat]

Kagami is an endless source of amusement for Kise. He has a few guesses as to why Kagami is dodging, but he's feeling a little smug about that.

"You want to see them~" Kise teased as he sat down next to Kagami.

He gives the the driver a flirtatious smile as the bus starts moving and she stops giving them a weird look. It's amazing what a little flirting can do.

"That sounds really cool!" Kise said, genuinely interested. "I've never been, but there's one that happens every spring. They have really nice stuff! I'm surprsied no one told you."

[missingen10]

[OOC: Vacation delays. Sorry for the wait. Hope your holiday time was good though!]

Don’t tell that to his face though, Kise. It won’t be pretty. Kagami tilted to the side when Kise sank down next to him with that stupid, trailing tease. “I never said that!” he barked at the other boy, grabbing onto the pole nearby like he might smack the blonde with it. Especially if he kept that stupid prattle up. Rawr face and all. Dammit, why did Kise have to keep it up?! It wasn’t like Kagami liked seeing his thong-clad butt in paint… right? Uuuuugh.

He gave the other Miracle a slight scowl after watching him flirt with the bus driver. Yeah, it was silent, but he knew what that look was doing. Least it got her to stop staring. Back to the food art, which popped him back into a better mood again. Especially since Kise was interested. “Wait, they have one every spring?” His mouth dropped open for a second and then he was going for his phone. “Why didn’t you guys say anything?!” This was important! He could’ve told Alex and Tatsuya over the Winter Cup, dammit!

[yellowcopycat]

Everyone likes seeing Kise in a thong. He's got a nice ass, don't lie to yourself Kagami.

"Well, it's not like we talk everyday," Kise pointed out. "I had no idea you were into food art." He paused, thinking. "In fact, I think this week is the first time we've talked about things that didn't involve regular food, basketball, or Kurokocchi. Anyways, it'll be there next year. It always is."

Their stop came up and Kise stood. "We're here!" he chirped. He waited for Kagami to stand before moving to get off the bus himself. He was beaming, excited to play one on one. He gave the driver (and a few others their age) a little wave good bye for getting off and stood in front of the gym.

"I'm so ready for this," he said as he made his way to the door. "Let me check in and then we can put our stuff away in the locker room."

[missingen10]

He’s not lying about anything! He’s being a practical person who’s got pictures of his rival in a thong on his phone! Aka: freaking out inside. “You could’ve told Kuroko,” Kagami muttered. It wasn’t like him liking food was a secret. But when Kise pointed out their conversation topic track record, he glanced off to the side with a little frown. “It’s not like there’s been much to talk about other than that,” he countered. Really, neither of them dove into each other’s private lives off the court. Wasn’t either of their faults; that’s just how it went.

But before he could uncomfortably guilt himself about it, the bus pulled to a stop and he shifted to brace for it. Then followed the other boy off the vehicle, almost stepping on his heels in eagerness. A grin was already playing at his mouth in anticipation. Going one on one with any of the Miracles was a treat enough, but compared to Aomine and Midorima, Kise was the more tolerable. It made it fun rather than some kind of life-or-death match to prove himself. “Not many guys get eager for a beat down,” he tossed as he headed for the door as well, spinning the ball on his finger again. Maybe a little cocky, but he could have some fun, right?

[yellowcopycat]

Between going to schools in different prefectures, and only knowing each other a little over a year it made sense that they didn't talk more. Plus, Kise is a busy guy. Unlike most of the miracles he has a job, one that eats up his weekends a lot.

He tossed Kagami a key. "C'mon, I've gotta change," he said motioning with his head toward the men's locker room. "By the way, I'm not planning on loosing."

The locker room was large and Kise walked around, looking for the locker he was asigned to. Once finding it he opened it up and began to loosen his tie.

[missingen10]

Yeah, there were times when Kagami wondered how Kise handled all of that. Being a professional model as well as being a renowned athlete must’ve laid a huge hand on his time. Kagami had his own schedule full of basketball and being-forced-to-deal-with-studies. But that was Kise’s choice and Kagami wasn’t really one to pity him for it. They all were pretty much guaranteed to go on to successful careers in his opinion. Still had two more years of high school as it was.

Kagami caught the key in the air, glancing at it for a second before looking up to Kise again. Oh right. “Not going to play in your shirt and slacks again?” he jibed as he followed the other athlete into the locker room. Damn, this was a big area. He ended up beside him and swung his bag off his shoulder. “Sorry, but I’m gonna disrupt your plans.” A light tug and he unzipped his jacket.

[yellowcopycat]

It did. It was one, of several, reason why he's so picky about who he considers a friend. He doesn't have time to have a lot of friends. Still, Kise thrives under the workload. Maybe his school work doesn't, but he makes decent enough grades to keep playing basketball. His high English grade balancing out his lower ones.

"Nope," Kise said as he unbuttoned his shirt's top buttons and then slipping it over his head and hanging it up in his locker, leaving him in a thin white undershirt that was a little tight and worn. He reaches down and unbuttons and unzips his pants dropping them to the ground. He's not wearing a thong today, probably to Kagami's relief. Playing in thongs isn't comfortable. He has a pair of boxer-briefs on, blue with white stars on them.

"We'll see about that, Kagamicchi" Kise said, smirking over his shoulder at Kagami. He stepped out his pants and shoes and reached over for his bag. He pulled out a pair of gym shorts, folded his pants neatly and put them in his bag before slip his shorts on.

[missingen10]

Kagami's not sure he even wants to know how Kise manages to flourish in all that work, but he guesses it's probably similar to his own workload. Aka: basketball all the time. Still, those pictures that kicked all this off are proof enough Kise's got something good going on and Kagami's wishing him well (internally) in whatever he's aiming for. Not like famous athletes don't end up getting swept into modeling gigs themselves a number of times. Kise'll have the edge on all of them in that venue.

He shucks his shoulders out of the jacket and strips it off his arms a moment later before rolling it up in a lazy excuse for folding. He glances over to Kise again and—hrk—tenses up, teeth set and head jerking up a titch, as his eyes fall on that tight-fitting, somewhat-worn shirt. Fuck, I can see everything right through it! Half because it's obviously a well-loved shirt, half because those stupid pictures have given Kagami a clear view of what Kise looks like under his clothes. And yes, he's very relieved those pants falling away don't reveal some brightly-colored thong. Even if he kind of wants to laugh/tease at Kise's boxer-briefs; seriously, white-starred blue? Quasi-American and Kagami finds it amusing. He keeps is mouth shut though.

Luckily, Kagami's just come from practice more or less, so he's quick at stripping out of his warm up pants and, like his jacket, gives it a quick rolling fold that leaves him with two bundles he shoves inside his bag. He's wearing a pair of red gym shorts and a black tee for comfort's sake, though does take the time to unclasp his necklace and place it safely inside the pocket of his gym bag. “Yeah, we'll see.” He hangs back to give Kise time to get the locker organized before he'll chuck his own bag in there (one locker as far as he knows).

“You almost ready?”

[yellowcopycat]

Out of the corner of his eyes he watches Kagami strip down. He's always been vaguely aware of how attractive Kagami is, now he's actually paying attention. Kagami's built, something which Kise definitely appreciates. His face is nice, very masculine, the eyebrows are weird, but not so weird. All in all, Kagami makes for a nice image.

He pulls his gym shorts over his ass, a brand new pair that's gold in color and reaches just past his knees, and grins over at Kagami.

"Just need to warm up and I'll be good to go." He's already doing some warm up stretches for his arms as he leads the way out of the locker room. His thin shirt stretching almost obscenely as he stretched out his arms. It rode up as he put his arms over his head, exposing his stomach and lower back. "Hmmm~ This is going to be fun!"

[missingen10]

Kagami trying not to tell himself that’s relief he feels when Kise finally cinches his shorts up to his waist. He’s seen the guy in a thong so why should seeing him in a pair of boxers get him so nervous? Try not to think about that… Or that the gold color actually looks nice on him. Kagami blinks when he’s suddenly hit in the face by that grin. Okay! Time to get the heck outta this locker room and onto the court!

“Sounds good to me.” Kagami follows after him as he tugs his own arm across his chest, stretching the muscle and earning a soft ‘pop’ from his shoulder. The good kind. But he’s cursing himself for waiting long enough that he’s walking behind Kise. Because his eyes keep going down towards the other boy’s back, watching the way that shirt pulls taut against a muscular back. So maybe Kise isn’t as built as him, but he’s got some damn nice definitions regardless. The material hikes up at his lower back and Kagami growls at himself for paying attention.

Ke picks up the pace as they near the court and bypasses Kise with a grin, relieved to be out in the open again so he can think of something other than Kise’s face. “Half court or full court?” he asks as he turns around and half-jogs backwards.

[yellowcopycat]

"Half court," Kise answered as he sunk to the floor to do some leg stretches. "The other half is used by a class for elementary school kids. Kindergarten I think." He grinned at Kagami. "So we better put on a good show for them."

He spread his legs and reached down to his right leg. He checked out Kagami's legs while he did. Kagami had really nice legs. Powerful. Kagami was powerfully built all over, really. Broader than he was. Kise felt acutely aware of the difference in muscle mass between them. Part of that was by design; Kise had a special work out program designed so that he wouldn't bulk up too much, according to his agent too much muscle would turn off some of his fans, who liked their boys pretty and androgynous. He didn't really mind, though he thought the specialized program was a bit much at this point in his life. But whatever got him work.

For a moment he had a brief vision of himself between Kagami's legs, specifically those thighs and felt his face flush. He quickly tried thinking about other things; Aomine's dirty socks, Murasakibara's eating habits, Midorima in general. He ducked his head and reached for his other leg. Situation under control.

[missingen10]

Kagami visibly agreed at the decision; it was easier to do half court and they conserved more energy that way. Which equaled a longer time to play. He tugged at his other arm and then sat down to mimic Kise’s stretches. Just for safety sake. Though he did give the other athlete a flat look at that. Kindergarteners? “Do they even know what they’re seeing?” he muttered to himself.

Whatever. It wasn’t like they were going to interrupt their game. He reached down between his legs, fingers spreading on the floor, and slowly began sinking down. It was harder without someone pushing down on his back (even if Kuroko was so eager to practically put his entire weight on him…). But the good burn along his back and thighs was worth it. Hm? He felt eyes on him and flicked his own to the side, blinking when he noticed golden eyes lingering on him. Well… more specifically on his legs. Why was Kise looking there? It’s not like he was wearing anything strange. Or stretching weird. Or… Wait…

Was Kise checking him out?!

That couldn’t be it! He had to just be looking from one athlete to another kind of thing! Making sure he wasn’t doing something stupid. Yeah, had to be. Had to… Damn his own eyes. Wandering along the other player’s arms in return. Kise was an interesting athlete, since he had the physical requirements for it, but still kept a softer appearance due to his modeling. Probably some kind of crazy, controlled diet and work out program or something. Had to keep that pretty boy image up. But he was pretty damn sure most of Kise’s fans were fans because he was a boy, even if he was pretty. Heh, Kise as a girl. Wow… But he was pretty. From the way his bangs hung in his eyes to the sleek lines of muscle on his arms and legs. Kagami knew first hand not to underestimate Kise on his appearance. Who’s gotten soft? Those words, delivered to him in that deathly calm voice right after crashing the ball through the hoop straight at the start of the game…

Kise really did have a nice figure, arms, legs, voice, that stupid shirt riding up his torso again and Kagami jerked his eyes away. Before he started thinking about things he should NOT be thinking about at all! Like how those arms looked stretched above Kise’s head or how his fingers felt pressed against his chest… encircling him and pulling him—SHUT UP!

Kagami crammed his brain into some basketball drills and the images vanished. “So what’re we playing to? A certain point or until we get tired and add up the score at the end?”

[yellowcopycat]

"Hmmm, well, I managed to get the space for thirty minutes, so I figure we'd add up at the end." He brought his feet together to do a butterfly stretch. Once again eyes traced their way up from those calves, to those powerful thighs and then to Kagami's groin. They only lingered for a second before he was on his feet again.

Okay, he told himself. Don't think about what's between his legs, no matter how curious you are, and how nice it'd be to between them. Not only would it be hard to play with hard on, it wouldn't set a good example for the kids when they came in.

And don't think he didn't notice Kagami cheeking him out. He wondered if it was him that Kagami was interested in. Though it could be just because he had shown Kagami four pictures of him in a thong. That would make almost anyone a little curious.

He did some more stretches and then went over to get the ball. It was easier to focus with a the ball in his hand. He smiled and dribbled the ball in place. On the other side of the gym a group of kids bounded in full of energy followed by their instructor. "C'mon let's show them what they should aim for."

And then he was shooting down the court.

[missingen10]

“Thirty minutes?” Kagami stared at him for a moment. Wait, he thought this was going to be longer than thirty minutes! But he shut his mouth, visibly, to keep from bitching too much. Nice that Kise got the space at all and thirty minutes of basketball with a worthy challenge was thirty minutes well spent. “That works then,” he muttered to seal it for himself as he pulled back. Arms went behind him and he brought his hands as close together as possible while scooting forward as far as possible. Strained his shoulders in a good way and he felt the burn all the way down his arms. Luckily, he missed Kise’s eyes traveling that time (most likely because he was keeping his own damn eyes straight ahead of him).

Last thing he needed was to see Kise checking him out again and then wondering about what else the other boy had. You know… what was left hidden behind that stupid thong that was starting to bounce around in his head again and holy shit he needed to start playing basketball really soon of he was going to have a SERIOUS problem behind a pair of athletic shorts! Not easy to cover up or excuse either! Damn thong pictures… of Kise.

He shook his head as he pulled out of the stretch and rapidly plunged into a series of others, keeping himself moving and busy and going over a quick regimen Alex had made for him a while ago when he had to be ready in a flash. Thorough and quick without risking injury. Kagami was on his feet a few minutes later, wringing his wrists a bit and tapping the toe of his shoes against the ground to ensure they were tight. The sound of the basketball perked him up instantly and his eyes locked onto it like some huge cat.

Additional reason for wanting that ball now. It meant he wasn’t thinking about Kise. He glanced at the kids spilling in and smirk. “Yosh! Sounds good!” And tore off after him. His eyes followed the ball and long legs caught up to Kise. A split second later, he stabbed his hand out, trying to steal the ball from the Kaijou’s ace. Wasn’t as good as Itsuki, but he had some skills here too.

[yellowcopycat]

"That's all the time I could get out of them," Ryouta said as he deftly avoiding getting the ball stolen from him. "You're getting better at steals." He danced around Kagami. "Not good enough yet though~"

On the other side of the gym the kids were stretching and watching them in awe. Kise couldn't help but smirk a bit at that. They hadn't even seen anything yet.

He lined up for a shot, knowing full well that it was dangerous with how close Kagami was and sent the ball flying.

[missingen10]

“It’s good enough,” Kagami grunted as his hand swiped the air. Dammit, so much for stealth sneaking that ball out of there. Still, the compliment earned a smirk and he pivoted to the side to try and keep Kise from getting too wild with the space around him. Arms spread and the smirk turned challenging when Kise stole the compliment back too. Damn him…

What was Kise thinking, trying to get a shot off when he was this close? Heh, fine, he’d take the bait. Kagami felt the shock of the floor against his sneakers and he snapped his hand up, leaping to block the shot before it could make it to the basket. “You better be more serious than that, Kise!”

[yellowcopycat]

"Just giving you some time to shine," Kise teased and reached for the ball, snatching it out of the air. He paused, dribbling in place for a second, trying to figure his next move. Then he feinted to the left before going right going towards the hoop.

He was grinning. He hadn't had this much fun in awhile. He liked his team, though it was different with Kasamatsu-senpai and the other third years who made up the starting line gone, but no one could challenge him like Kagami or the rest of the Generation of Miracles could.