Alright! Hello! I'm sorry for not updating too much recently… I've been dealing with family stuff… I'm currently in school full time, but hopefully I'll be able to post a few chapters still… Also! I finally found my notebook for this fic! Hooray! Anyways… I'll let you get on to the actual chapter now. Thank you for continuing to read this, despite my lack of timeliness in updates… ^^;
After eating Aomine retreated to his temporary room to think, he wasn't sure what to make of the situation and he hadn't heard anything back from Akashi. He couldn't keep his eyes on Kagami like he had been told to od, but he was listening more intently than usual, his ears flicking towards even the slightest sound as he attempted to keep a blind surveillance on the college student.
Tatsuya, that was all Aomine knew to call him, was supposed to be coming in tomorrow and he still had no idea how he should interact with him. Fuck. This was going to be rough. He had no idea how long he was going to be staying here. How long this guy was going to be staying here. How much he would have to interact with the guy. And there was going to be two of them. Fuck.
Aomine was really beginning to think that he shouldn't have taken on this job. He was going to fry his brain with all the thinking and collapse from the stress. He should have left this to Tetsu, he had been vying for this job.
Groaning, the blunet rolls over in bed, careful to not squish his tail as he does so. He glares over at the bag he had brought with him and decides to unpack the damn thing. He'd be here a while.
Kagami had decided that he was angry with Tatsuya for deciding, basically on his own, to come back to Japan; but he couldn't really stay angry because it had been so long since he had last seen his brother. Taking out his phone, he opens up the thread he had going with his mentor.
To: Alex~3 (she had chosen her own contact name)
ur not coming w/ tatsuya r u
He sends along, hanging on to his awful text typing while hoping that the woman was still awake. Half the time she seemed like a vampire so he figured he had a pretty good chance of her being awake.
Taiga! I haven't heard from you in a while! How have you been? And why is it I'm just now hearing about this trip that Tatsuya is taking?
im doing fine
been busy with school
i thought he would have told u
i guess hes coming to visit 4 a bit
I swear. We need to put that boy on a leash. As calm and cool as he pretends to be, he's such a hothead.
Don't worry, Taiga. I'm mostly teasing you.~
She replies and Kagami can't help his groan, this was why he didn't talk to her often. He loved her, really, she was so much like a mom to him, but she was exhausting. It was difficult to keep up with her.
i know, i know
you do that a lot
I'm sorry! You're just too cute sometimes.~ Like a kitten ^-^
Sighing, Kagami gives up, he reads the message but doesn't respond, just shutting off the screen of his phone as his ears flatten against his head in defeat. Throwing himself on his bed, Kagami blocks the light from entering his eyes by throwing his arm over his face. He was often questioned by Tatsuya as to why he didn't just 'bend' the light away from his vision, but messing around with light was tiring and took a lot of effort. He figured blocking it off physically was easier, faster, and had longer lasting effects.
He was already done with the day and it wasn't even half way over yet. He still wasn't sure what he was making for dinner, dammit. Ugh… Why did he have such an overbearing family..? He was almost regretting his decision to agree to Tatsuya's brother. If he had known the older boy was so protective, he might have made a different choice all those years ago.
Groaning, rolls onto his stomach and clutches one of his pillows to his chest in an attempt to comfort himself. He knew, even as he thought it, that that was bullshit. Kagami knew that the real problem was letting Aomine into his house. Fuck. Tatsuya was right. This was a stupid idea. It really, really was. He needed to start thinking before acting. With a huff, he sits up, pillow still squeezed in his arms. Thinking about this wasn't helping and he knew it.
"Okay. Dinner. What should I do for dinner..?" Kagami asks aloud in the empty room, hoping that speaking would force his train of thought away from his stupid decisions, of course the topic of food probably helped. "What have I not made in a while..?" He continues, pushing himself up off his bed and moving to his door to begin making his way to the kitchen before pausing and altering his course to head toward the guest bedroom Aomine was staying in. He knocks on the door, giving the blunet a moment to gather himself before he pushes open the door. "Okay, Aho. I didn't think to ask earlier. Are you allergic to anything?" The darker skinned male looks up from his phone in mild surprise as the redhead begins speaking. "Anything you don't like? What's your favorite food?" The tiger continues, fluffy red ears ears perked up as Aomine remains in stunned silenced for a moment.
"No allergies, but I don't like goya. I like teriyaki burgers." He says, offering up only the information he had been asked for.
"Hmm… How does...Oyakodon sound..?" He asks, a bit haltingly after hearing the panther's response, his ears and tail twitching a bit in apprehension as he waits for the blunet's reply.
"Yeah… That's fine..." Aomine speaks slowly, a bit confused. It was still early, not quite late enough for dinner yet, though now would be a good time to ask for information about Tatsuya, he found himself hesitant to ask for some reason. He wanted to think it was because Kagami Taiga's family life seemed complicated, that it wasn't worth the energy he'd have to use to keep up with the new information, but he knew that was poot tiger looked exhausted, like he need to just take a breath and clear his head, not be interrogated about the details of his family life by a stranger who was staying with him for an undetermined amount of time. Fuck, why was he worried about that? He never cared about those kinds of things and always just acted like normal towards everyone, regardless of the situation and the case. He didn't let these complications affect his work. Ever. So why was it now? This is the most important case he's worked on so far, the most important case he might ever work on, so why now? This is really the worst time to self destruct. Aomine drags his fingers over his face, a bit roughly, ignoring the tiger for a moment as he sighs, swinging himself off the bed and shoving his phone into his pocket. "Ugh…" The blunet takes a few small steps to his abandoned bag, propped up against the leg of the bed and pulls out a three ring binder, three inches thick but completely empty aside from a few papers.
Kagami, still standing in the doorway, cocks his head to the side, the confusion he was feeling clear on his face and in the way that his tail moved. "You alright there, Aho?" He asks, slightly concerned for the darker skinned male as he hesitates in the doorway, not wanting to walk away quite yet. The blunet ignores the question of concern, pulling out a plain file folder with some more unidentifiable papers stuffed into it. Flipping open the folder, he leafs through the contents before pulling out the paper he was looking for. He tosses all of the materials on his bed, pulling his bag a bit closer and practically ripping open another zippered pocket of his bag, rummaging around a bit before groaning and tossing the bag aside. Moving off the bed again, he freezes for just a second as he sees the redhead still hesitating at the door, he remains silent for a moment as he settles himself back down onto the mattress. "You wouldn't happen to have a pen I could use, would you?" He asks, surprising the tiger a bit with his suddenly formal tone.
"A-ah, yeah… Gimme a sec..." He replies, backing up from the guest room and moving on to his own room where his stash of Pilot pens resided. He returns to the panther's room just a bit later with an array of G-2 pens in hand, red, navy, blue, black. "Does color matter?" He asks, stepping into the room and stretching out his hand to offer up the pens that had been requested.
"Not really," he grumbles, the tip of his dark tail flicking a bit as he pulls the pen with navy colored ink from between the tiger's fingers, clicking open the pen and twirling ita bit to press the metal tip to the paper and began quickly scrawling words, just barely legible even you were to tilt your head and squint. Though Kagami couldn't really tell what it was supposed to be, it definitely looked official and he was momentarily struck with bewilderment at the idea that this idiot who seemed to be about his age, might actually have a decent job.
After a moment of observing the darker skinned male, Kagami backs out from the doorway again and leaves the panther to do his work as he thinks about what to do to stifle the boredom. He ended up sitting in the kitchen playing random apps on his phone as he waited for the time to pass by, hopefully a bit more quickly than it had been going. It didn't. Sighing, Kagami gives up on keeping himself entertained. Tossing his phone onto the counter, he he stands and begins moving around the kitchen, rummaging around in cupboards and pulling something out every so often. Moving on, he raids the fridge in a similar fashion, taking only a couple things from its chilly confines before setting them aside and gathering a couple of large bowls, measuring cups, an electric mixer, and a whisk. He decided that since he had time to do nothing he might as well make food.
Hearing the tiger moving around in the kitchen, seemingly restlessly, Aomine sets aside the paperwork that was nearly complete and moves toward the center of activity in the apartment, finding the redhead mixing things together in a bowl, ingredients spread out over the counter, broken egg shells beside the bowl that was currently in use.
"What are you making?" He asks, a bit confused as he seats himself in the place that Kagami had vacated . He wasn't well versed in sweets or what went into making them so he wouldn't be able to put things together himself to save his life, even with an endless amount of time to gaze into the mixing bowl half full of batter.
Red eyes roll at his question before finding their way back to the bowl in front of him. "It's a surprise. Unless your aho self can figure it out before I'm done." He replies, the lightness in his tone making it clear that he was teasing as he pours the batter into a pan and pushes it into the preheated oven. His tail sways around him as he begins cleaning up the things he didn't need anymore, wiping at the partially dried egg white that had dripped onto the counter because it was stubborn and refused to come out of its shell when he had initially cracked the eggs. After rinsing out the now emptied bowl of batter, Kagami begins tossing ingredients into the other, clean bowl, this time powering up the electric mixer. The frosting, as Aomine recognised it to be, didn't take long and the apartment was plunged back into silence as the mixer is shut off and then unplugged. The tiger pops off the whisk attachments and hands one over to the panther as he covers the bowl with plastic wrap and sets it aside for later before finishing off his cleaning of the kitchen.
Alright. So, I've had most of this chapter written for a while now, but I lost steam in the middle of it. So I had to force myself to sit down and finish this chapter. So if it seems a bit weird or disjointed, that's probably why.