"You’re pathetic."
“Am I? Or could you not think of a better insult?” He shook his head. “explain to me why I am pathetic, Aomine Daiki.”

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"You’re pathetic."
“Am I? Or could you not think of a better insult?” He shook his head. “explain to me why I am pathetic, Aomine Daiki.”
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[text][to: kidiotssu][10:01PM] Your legs better yet? I'm bored dont make me wait for a rematch
[text][to: aominecchi][10.03PM] I’m getting better everyday! Wait for me aominecchi! When I’m healed,I want to play one-on-one! o(^▽^)o
The only one that can injure me is me
"You want to test that theory?"
Trick or treat
12. Tickle fight
It was a pure sort of mystery how he’d ended up on a candy round with Aomine- honestly Tatsuya had stopped questioning the less than logical and altogether bizarre ways of the so called Miracles ages ago, better for his own mentality, so when they somehow totally coincidentally – bullshit – stumbled upon each other with half of the annoyingly talented bastards and Momoi Satsuki declaring someone look after Dai-chan whilst dragging Kuroko away to trick or treat with her, supposedly, the blond one attaching himself to Taiga and blabbering something about the redhead owning him, Atsushi trailing after Kiyoshi of all people with resigned distaste in his eyes and a mutter of ‘Because Aka-chin said so.’ Tatsuya was left staring at the blue haired male a little winded.
What in seven hells just occurred here? He fixed a sort of smile at the taller male and figured fine, might as well go with it since not like there was anything else to do and he’d heard enough stories of the highly capable ex manager of Teikou who looked after these kids to not risk having her wrath on him. Apparently she was fond of this one. Childhood friends or something. He totally understood. “Don’t look so sour, come on, lets go.” He nudged Aomine’s side to steer them on the right direction and, paused, seeing the other male tense and a innocently cruel grin lit up his face. “You’re not ticklish are you, Aomine?”
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"Hey, did you need something?"
Trick or treat
7. A halloween date night out
"Another one." Makoto mumbled (because he was about to tie his hair in a pun) as he opened the door.
"Trick or treat, my ass." Hanamiya seemed not to be happy about Aomine's visit, understandably, no one would be happy, after the embarrassing incident with Kuroko. No, that event -- he just wanted to forget it. "I don't have any candies and even if I would have some, I wouldn't give them to you." Well he would shove them so far down his throat until the ace choked on them. That would be the only exception.
And suddenly heard the raven haired basketball player his mother's call again. "Han-!"
In less than a second he was outside and slammed the door behind him. "Don't say anything, ace. I'm going with you -- and keep your mouth shut, bastard." warned the foul player angrily.
Little kiddy Aomine is too impatient, banging on the blonds door with a demanding; "Trick or treat! I don't want the trick so gimme sweets, idiot!"
Kise was putting on the final touches on his costume when he heard loud banging noises from his front door. Not even bothering to grab his bowl of sweets, he opened the door, revealing a mini version of Aominecchi. "Eh~ It isn’t time for trick or treating yet..",he said, leaning on the door frame, mildly surprised that he was here so early.
" What are you even dressed as? ", he asked, tilted his head to the side.