“Le… lemme’ go, you bastard!” Kagami cried out and threw a punch, toward his assailant’s face, with all her might and the intent to hurt. She tried very hard, however she had been unable to touch him. She wished she could just feel his jaw crunch against her angered fists.
Kagami was considered to be extremely strong for a girl. But, her frail frame was no match for the brute force of the great Aomine Daiki, the unstoppable ace of the basketball team.
He was her longtime enemy. They always argued. Whenever they see each other, one of them has to pick a fight with the other. It has never been really serious though, just something their classmates would laugh and joke about.
However, Aomine seemed transformed this time, as animated by a rage she would have never suspected. He has her cornered and out of breath. She felt at his complete mercy as he shoved her brutally against a wall. Kagami groaned and cursed under her breath, fighting a tear. “I… am gonna fucking beat the crap out of yo-”
He gave her no time to finish her threat, pinning her hands above her head and making her groan under his impressive figure. She cursed again while trying to put up a fight, glaring daggers into hazy midnight blue.
“Shut. Up.” He drawled darkly and even if her mind didn’t want it, her lips complied. Her whole body stopped all movement as if short-circuited.
Something was definitely off. Aomine had always been rude, but never violent. In fact, she had always been the only one throwing punch at him whenever she could. He only ever dodged or insulted her.
There was something different in his voice, different in the atmosphere and different in the way he looked at her. It was something that made her forget how to breathe for a second, as the feline basketball player came closer to her body. He was emitting warmth she was not used to feel. But even though Aomine’s actions screamed murder, there was nothing threatening in that warmth seeping from his large body.
It was really strange. A silence settled between them. They remained calm and still, almost as if they weren’t battling in the hallway of the gymnasium minutes prior. It should have been unsettling, unnerving for the redhead. She hated to be manhandled and on top of everything, she hated that boy. Yet, she was watching him calmly, mesmerized while he forced his way inside her personal space -threatening the tough barrier she had built around herself.
She gawked at him, watching how his glassy eyes shined dangerously in the darkness of his feeling. She could not understand what was happening between them. She didn’t want to. It was too dark, too deep and also too familiar for her liking.
She tried to knee him, tired of feeling her stomach recoil under his stare, but he is faster. He barely avoided the blow though, stepping between her legs to stop Kagami from hitting him. She couldn’t see anything else but him. A guy she clearly despised, perspiration heavy on him after his hours of playing balls and his brutality forcing her pained wrists to stay still. It was a guy that despised her too.
They remained like that for a long moment, bodies glued together against the wall and hot puffs of breath mingling together. Their lips are separated only by pride, anger and denial. There was a salty drop of sweat running idly the long of Aomine’s defined jaw and it distracted her from the intense scrutiny.
“Never…” He growled threateningly and she looked back at him, eyes wide open. He gripped on her wrists tighter, making her wince. “Let another guy touch you. Ever. Again.”
Her lips parted in shock and she looked at him in incomprehension, his dark eyes flared as he looked at his mouth with a twist interest. None of them really understood the words he just said. It was just happening.
“T-Taiga!!” Kise gasped in shocked, stopping in her tracks.
Aomine cursed, glared at Kise before releasing his hostage reluctantly. “Get lost!” he said to both of them before going away.
Kise recovered from her shock and came to kneel beside her friend who had slid to the floor, still staring at that broad back. “Kagamicchi, are you okay?”
“Y-yeah,” she said faintly, massaging her wrists.
“What happened?”
“Hell if I fucking know!” Kise can feel her shaking but the redhead tried to hide her discomfort. “I am going to beat the shit out of him when I get him”
She sighed. “You always say this.” Kagami glared at her and stood up before walking away with promise of childish vengeance. Kise shook her head, standing up with another sigh.
On the way back to class, Kagami continued acting like nothing happened and she let her be.
However, what she saw made her think that maybe Kurokocchi was right. Maybe she knew two persons that needed a little bit of interference in order to do things the right way.
