You're in a place called Holly Heights. No one ever told me why we were brought here, but apparently the landlord is a dick, so. [he shrugs casually.] Also no, you don't own a house, you're not old enough to yet. You should have new "parents" though.
[he gives kise a flat look] Do I look like I would have an evil twin? What the actual fuck Kise?
And what do you mean by what do I mean? You know as well as I do that that's the last match of the Winter Cup.
[Kise stops abruptly when he hears that last statement. A cold feeling settles in his chest, the statement not matching up with anything he remembers. Does he have like amnesia or something?? Wtf??]
Aha...that's not a very funny joke, Aominecchi! [He forces a laugh, a grin.] You almost had me, though- we're just. It's not past the semifinals yet.
[he quirks a brow.] What are you talking about? Yes it is. [tho aomine definitely feels it too. he's able to at least recognize the unsettling feeling in his stomach to where this conversation is heading.] That's the last thing you remember, right? Playing against Tetsu's team?
No. [His smile drop. He's not sure what's going on or how this is actually possible, but he doubts Aomine cares enough to bother lying to him about this.]
We just finished our win against Fukuda Sogo. You're saying I- Kaijo loses.
So you mean you don't-- Shit-- [he runs a hand down his face and sighs. he's not entirely sure if he should tell kise the outcome, but... he's also never really been the type to lie or sugar coat things either. so with that he looks to the side and nods.] Yeah.
[i don't think that's how that works here kise.... anyway he nods.] Caught the tail end of it, and that was pretty good. Would have been better if you weren't injured.
[He DID injure his foot with Haizaki, but surely it wasn't bad enough to show... or enough to cost them the game.] Haha...what do you mean? I'm fine. Don't tell me you're worrying about me, Aominecchi!!
Maybe not, but let's call it a warning. [He walks carefully, not wanting to agitate it. It doesn't hurt yet but he's sure if he twists it wrong, it'll -- he doesn't want to think about it ]
[damn and here he thought that that was a pretty good trick. he doesn't actually want to play against kise with his injury, because it could potentially fuck up his career. (not that this is any better??? but that's beside the point)] I've only been to the center once.
Only once? But you've been here a month? [Kise frowns, upset that Aomine seems to be losing a little interest in basketball. Or maybe there's a street court somewhere?]
[there's totally a street court nearby. but he's not going to bring that up lol!!!] I just found out about the center, so I figured I'd kill two birds with one stone.
You better not, or I'm going to be pissed. You'll be my first actual challenge. [because no one really approached him while he had been here by himself. also oops he might be taking you all over town.]
That's what I'm here for!! [Kise grins like sunshine, proud to hear that Aomine counts him as a close equal. He almost forgets that he can't move on with Kaijo to the finals. Almost.] It'll be like Teiko all over again!
Ah-- yes, that's true. [A wistful smile, and his hands fold behind his head as he thinks back to those days, not thinking too much about his posture or walking stance.]
I never thought I'd be able to relive those memories again!
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[he gives kise a flat look] Do I look like I would have an evil twin? What the actual fuck Kise?
And what do you mean by what do I mean? You know as well as I do that that's the last match of the Winter Cup.
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[Kise stops abruptly when he hears that last statement. A cold feeling settles in his chest, the statement not matching up with anything he remembers. Does he have like amnesia or something?? Wtf??]
Aha...that's not a very funny joke, Aominecchi! [He forces a laugh, a grin.] You almost had me, though- we're just. It's not past the semifinals yet.
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We just finished our win against Fukuda Sogo. You're saying I- Kaijo loses.
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Ah-- did we put up a good fight at least? Were you able to make it to watch the game?
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Ah-- yes, that's true. [A wistful smile, and his hands fold behind his head as he thinks back to those days, not thinking too much about his posture or walking stance.]
I never thought I'd be able to relive those memories again!
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Yeah I didn't think I would either... [he's glad tho. because he's actually able to enjoy the sport again rather than being stuck in that rut.]
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