The Tiger And The Panther

Chapter 2: The Panther Gives The Tiger A Fright

((A/N: Finally updating this! Just letting you guys know there is slight Kise X Midorima hints in this chapter! Sorry if that's not your thing, this story will still be focusing on Aomine x Kagami, I just thought I'd play around a bit with other ships. I may or may not add others as well. Thank you for everyone who's interested in this story! ^.^ Hope you enjoy this new chapter! ))

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I don't think anyone was remotely pleased with the idea of truth or dare. Well, us sane ones, which wasn't Kise.

"Come on let's start, let's start! I wanna truth or dare someone!" The blonde piped up excitedly, almost about to bounce off of the walls with the energy he had.

"I think that's quite an ignorant idea." The one who said this statement was Midorima, rolling his chair over to be a part of our somewhat circle formation we'd made. He closed his book with a sigh, as though he was smarter than all of us. At least he acted that way to me, geez.

"Oh Midorimacchi you're just a party pooper is all!" Kise replied, adding at the end, "Truth or dare?"

"What? I really don't wish to participate in this-"

"Truth or dare." Was the blondes insistent reply.

After a moment of contemplation and a heavy sigh, the male with the moss-colored hair responded in a steady tone, "Fine, I'll take truth."

"Midorimacchi is such a coward." Kise chuckled, of course in a voice that we all knew he was teasing. "Alright, what's your type?"

"My......what?" Midorima looked so taken aback I couldn't help but snicker, and funnily enough the dark-skinned male to my left was snickering as well. I was glad Aomine was finding the same amount amusement as I was in this.

"Type duh, like you like your lover with black hair or blonde hair or muscular or curvy or beautiful or charming ~" Kise didn't mind to explain, a soft smile settling on his face as well.

"W-Well.....I'm not certain I have a type for a significant other-"

"Oh come on, everyone has a type." Aomine was the one to butt in now, rolling his sapphire eyes at the other.

"Well then what's your type?" Midorima huffed, glaring at Aomine, obviously wanting to just bypass this question.

"I wasn't the one that's gotta answer the truth now am I?" Aomine smirked. Oh God. My heart did that flippity uppity thing again. Why was it doing this over and over-

"Kagami-Kun." As Aomine, Kise, and Midorima continued their debate, Kuroko had nudged my side with his elbow, grabbing my attention.

"What is it?" I mumbled back, glancing at him. What did he want?

"If I get the chance, I'll make an opening for you. Is that what you'd like Kagami-Kun?" The blank-faced boy asked.

What the hell was he talking about?

"Yeah sure sure whatever." I decided just to go with it. Was he talking about basketball? I'll just go with that.

"Kuroko truth or dare." Midorima interrupted. I zoned back into the others conversation. At this point Midorimas face was flushed more than usual, and Kise looked mighty pleased with himself.

I must've looked confused and wanting gossip because soon enough a voice whispered next to my ear, "That dork is totally into Kise."

I jumped, my heart leaping in my chest as I quickly looked over at the one who'd whispered, which was Aomine. I was starting to get quite annoyed at my heart doing that flippy thing again. "O-Oh really? Gross." I mumbled, but for some reason I wasn't really focused or caring about whatever the heck Midorima and Kise were into.

I was more interested in Aomine.

"Dare." Kuroko replied, looking apathetic about it all.

"I dare you to consume a mixture of condiments such as ketchup, mayonnaise, mustard, and ranch dressing." Midorima replied with a serious expression, pushing his glasses up his nose with bandaged fingers.

Kise broke out into wild laughter, finding this all to be terribly hilarious apparently. I myself mostly cringed, "That's pretty disgusting." I pointed out bluntly. Really, these guys were all weirdos.

"You want all of these right?" Apparently Kuroko had disappeared and returned with all of the ingredients, most likely getting them from Kise's fridge.

"Yes, all of those-ack-" Midorima stopped, eyes slightly widening. We all turned to look at Kuroko who had put small amounts of the condiments on a large spoon. And without any sort of facial expression the spoon went past his lips and reappeared again clean. He'd swallowed it all easily.

Exceptionally gross.

"Ok now it's my turn. Aomine-Kun, truth or dare?" Kuroko pushed the bottles aside, sitting back down next to me and turning to look past me at the duke-blue haired one.

"Dare of course." The confident voice replied. Wow, his voice was so deep and level, like smooth silky chocolate melting through my ear, infiltrating my brain and turning it to mush, causing me to focus so much of my attention on Aomine. It could listen to this voice all day, to hear it whispering to me during a summer evening-

"I dare Aomine-Kun to kiss Kagami-Kun."

Kurokos words hit all of our ears....and lets just say, the whole room went silent.

Wait....what....kiss?

Kiss?

Press my lips against that dark skinned devils lips? Against those tempting soft looking lumps of desirable skin?

"Ahahahaha, Kuroko stop fucking around, that's super dumb. Right Aomine?" I turned my head to face the other male, my heart seeming to stop.

Those deep ocean-like eyes stared back at mine, almost as though they could pierce me in a single swoop. They grasped me, entrancing me into them, as though this was some sort of dark spell casted by a witch.

Oh no, not a witch.

A devil, a devil like Aomine.

Before I knew it, those ocean eyes were closing, revealing the dark eyelashes that covered them, covering that ocean with an overcast of heavy skies.

Wait, Aomine's eyes were closing?

It was at that moment, that Aomine, the devil, intensity like a panther, eyes like the ocean, skin like tempting chocolate, voice like a relaxing summers day, kissed me.