Kuroko no Basket Collection

That Red String (Part 5) ~ Kagakuro

A/N: Now this is the chapter you've all been waiting for, the chapter where all truth shall be revealed. It's way longer than the other chapters, but it's necessary for me to convey everything to you.

I'm sorry for the delay but writing that Kagakuro scene is the hardest part in this entire story. I'm so freaking afraid of conveying the wrong emotions between them and you'll all hate me for it. Confessions are really easier said than written. Hopefully it's what you guys expected, and I hope I didn't disappoint you.

Standard disclaimer applies [the usual I-do-not-own-KnB stuff], and I'm sorry if this sucked (I might have overdone it). Please read and take 30 seconds to review, let me know if it sucked.

Story Playlist: Gotta Be Somebody by Nickleback

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That night, after everyone went to bed, Kagami still laid awake on his futon. Physically, his body felt like lead and he could barely move without feeling his aching muscles protesting but mentally, his brain was still as sharp as ever.

He wanted to toss and turn restlessly like he would have done back home but by doing that, he knows he's either going to wake Kuroko who's sleeping on his right of worse, Hyuuga-senpai who's sleeping on his other side. Who knows what the captain would do to him in his clutch mode when he woke him up? Nope, better stay put and still rather than die a slow and painful death by clutch mode.

He turned on his side and stared up at the clock mounted on the wall. 12.15 AM. Great, he just wasted 2 hours doing nothing. Kagami sat up from his futon and watched as the rest of his teammates were sleeping like logs. With a sigh, he got up and exited the room as quiet as possible.

He walked past various rooms with snores coming out of them and made his way to the courtyard of the inn, the same place where Tatsuya and he were sitting yesterday. The weather outside was still rather chilly, since spring isn't here yet, but the cold never bothered Kagami anyway (This is not a pun, really it isn't). His body radiated body heat like a furnace 365 days a year, so it wasn't a problem.

He sat on the benches and stared up at the full moon that night. The night was quiet, he could only hear the sound of ocean waves crashing against the shore and the crickets singing in the dark. The steady crashing of the waves brought a sense of calm to Kagami's raging thoughts within his mind.

Now, if only he could just focus on them…

"Ngh, Aominecchi…." Someone moaned from the back.

"Quiet down, Kise…" Another familiar voice shushed the other.

Kagami's head immediatedly turned his head to the direction where the sound came from, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

He was treated to a rather steamy make out session where Aomine had Kise pinned against the wall. They were kissing frantically, tongue and all, like their survival depends on it. Aomine pulled his lips from Kise's, only to have it trail down and attacked Kise's neck instead. Kise moaned out loud when Aomine's lips sucked on one particular spot near his collar bone. Aomine smirked when he saw the fresh red bruise forming on that particular spot.

"Aominecchi, you left a mark! I didn't bring any make up to cover it up. What will the others think when they see it?!" Kise wailed, loud enough to wake everyone up.

"Shush, I told you to pipe it down. Relax a little bit, it's just one love bite. That way, everyone will see who you belong to."

"You did it on purpose!"