Note: I felt the need to write this! is just a series of one shots connected that gradually would lead a clear and strong message to both. That's the original idea!...Please read and review!

A/N: Another delay and I'm sorry again. I wish I have a laptop so much!

Anon: You don't have an account but if you read this, In this moment I can't have time to write more about Masochist desire…not for a while and that's the reason why I don't decide to upload that story apart in another fic…

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Fifth Message : Mark.

What's happening to me? Why I feel so uneasy all this past weeks? It's just like if something it's tickling my stomach, annoying my hair and boring my mind avoiding me to have some rest. The most astonishing and incredible of all this it's that I don't know the reason. It just began one day and the other and the other and hell, it didn't go away the damn feeling.

Damn. It make me feel sick. Tired of trying to deduce the cause. As if this had a reasonable cause. Even my level in basketball has decreased these days. I'm so…how's the word? ...I don't know. I only want peace, is that so hard to have?

"Kise kun?" The little soft voice of a girl standing in front of me startled me in my seat on the class. I open my eyes realizing then that they were almost close, look up and find the girl's face gazing at me with a look of concern in her green eyes "Kise kun? Are you okay?" she asked somehow shyly grabbing with some more pressure than necessary her textbooks over her chest. I'm still a bit dazed with my thoughts trying to figuring out why this girl is here. I managed to clear my throat and show her a sheepish smile.

After a minute she blinked "So…" she still stays "Can I sit with you?" I look at her not understanding well.

"I mean," She said frowning a bit "We have to pair for the class."

I still don't have an answer. She start to look at her sides while the noise in the classroom it's getting more silent "Well…" she look at he ground " I will understand if you want to be alone…" I'm still trying to process her words. Class? What class? "Then… I will go." She muttered fast hurrying her words.

"Wait! Wait!" I exclaimed reaching for her arm while she has stepped back "I remember now!... Literature right?" I almost grin.

She nodded looking then to the empty chair at my side. I catch the hint and smile this time certainly to her "I wasn't paying attention," I cleared "And I didn't hear you well…sorry."

The girl's cheeks tinted with a slight pink but she nodded again in understanding and seat at my side "I notice." She said softly.

I frowned "Do you?"

"Well…" She wander placing her textbooks opening a certain page "You look kind of-"

"Sleepy?" I cut her smiling.

"No," She answer "I think… I don't know just yet."

I sigh "Me neither."

"You look tired." She said seriously.

"I train everyday many hours" I said absentminded.

"Mmm no. It's different," She tilted her head "I don't know how to put it on words but I can say…I can say that there's something different on you."

"Really?" I said unbeliever, not understanding what she was trying to say "It's complicated." I breathed massaging my forehead.

She smile "I think you are not familiar with my reasoning."

"It must be that," I said lazy extending my arms over the desk "You want help with that?" I yawn "You know you can ask me."

She look at me for the corner of her eye "Mmm I will keep it in my mind. I'm fine, it's pretty easy actually."

"Okay." I shrugged feeling sleepy. After thirty minutes my eyes were helplessly blinking too much in a second, watering for all my yawning. So tired…so sleepy…mmm…want my bed…

"Kise kun I finished!"

I hear the voice far, almost like a whisper although some part of my mind register that his was the girl's voice at my side, oh god but my arms feel so comfortable…

"Kise kun?"

"…"

"Kise kun you are really dying for sleep."

"W- what?" I mumbled blinking to her.

"Wait here." She answer rising from the seat with the paper of answers.

When she sits again I was trying to restrain my yawning failing awfully. I want my bed.

"You need to sleep Kise kun." She commented.

"I know…but I can't." I answer scratching my hair.

The bell indicating the end of the day sounded. We both agree to go together out of the school since I discover while talking to her that she lived near my house. I didn't mind the company. She wasn't so bad. She was kind of cute actually. Her big green eyes were beautiful.

"Why you can't sleep?" She asked with curiosity in her words. We walk out of the classroom, I was thinking the answer, the real answer but nothing come to my mind, not an explanation for what I was passing.

"I don't know," I said depressive "I t just begin one day and it's like this from two weeks ago."

She frowned looking to the front "Are you stressed by something these days?"

I lean to the stairs trying to remember something special. But apart from my symptoms I don't remember….anything else…I think?. I sigh "No. Not really. Not that I remember."

The corridors were full of students getting out of their classes, I look down and to the sides since I'm more tall that the average. I barely heard her voice when she spoke again.

"You should then drink some tea or something to help you sleep."

"It's not only that," I remember all the others symptoms in my body that bothers me recently, sleep it's just the main thing that affects me "I… I think I'm sick."

The green eyes open wide looking up at me "Sick? Why do you say that?"

I change my eyes from her to the exit door. The sun welcoming, the air refreshing outside. I try to answer "My stomach ticklish… my hair annoys me, yeah….that's weird…but my mind, I try…I try to focus in something else or at least get the feeling away…but It only do it worse! And…and I…it makes me feel dizzy…So don't you think then that I'm maybe sick?"

"That's… certainly strange," She muttered biting one of her thumbs like trying to understand "Anything else?"

I massage my temple slightly with my fingers when I see him. A tall dark figure of a guy at the entrance of the gates in my school. The piercing strong eyes looking absentminded to some point in front of him, when he suddenly turn his head, notice me and stare in my direction. To me? Aominecchi?!

I kind of grin to the sigh and attempt to wave my hand to him walking more fast to his side when I stop dead at my steps. Wha- what's happening? Why my feet don't move anymore? Why I'm starting to feel kind of…nervous, freaking nervous?.

I need air. There is something very, very wrong with me. I'm…uneasy. Again. Double. More. Highly uneasy. Okay, try to calm down, it's just Aominecchi for god´s sake! don't panic so high!.

I catch the glimpse of impatience in Aominecchi's eyes when I feel a light squeeze in my arm.

"Kise kun?"

I breathe.

"Kise kun what's happening? You become pale." The girl's voice sounded full of concern.

I start to take deep breaths "I- I…"

"Are you sick now?" She asked.

I frowned trying to form words, maybe that's the reason why I'm getting so nervous? it's hard to think straight. It's hard when you don't feel fine and you have one person staring roughly at you.

"Y-yeah" I almost can't move my lips to talk. Let apart my sudden terrifying incapacity of move and breath at the same time. The girl narrowed her eyes.

"What do you feel? Is it your stomach? Your head? Your …hair?" she said doubtfully.

I can't move! Why I can't move! I'm Kise! A model! A recognized player! Popular with chicks! I can't stay like this! I can't! It's…I'm frustrated.

"Kise kun?"

"My… my heart it's rising." I answer miserably still gazing at Aominecchi's eyes. Then I look down to the ground "Is beating too strong…ahh… a-and it's so painful,"

"…Kise kun." She whisper rising one hand to my cheek, I helplessly focus my eyes on hers "It's really hard." I muttered. I want to yell at someone. I don't want to feel bad. I don't want to appear uncool in front of her. In front of everyone. I don't want anyone to see me like this. I raise my fingers again, leaning my forehead into theirs. Closing my eyes, trying to hide some of my emotion that I just have slipped now. For one moment I think I almost forget Aominecchi's standing a few meters away. Almost.

"Kise kun we should go to the infirmary, you really are pale. I'm worried."

I stepped back hearing her far. I don't want to go. I want my bed. Only that. I think she try to reach my arm again when I step back and my back hit something behind me. I slowly reacted and jump a little to my side turning around "S-sorr -" I bit my tongue, my eyes opening in surprise, my stomach choosing this damn moment to start tickling annoying me the hell out of me, scaring me also "A-Aominecchi! H-Hi! ~What are you doing here?!" I managed to grin somehow relaxed.

-o-

I look down to the blond in front of me, frowning at the act of Kise. Raising an eyebrow at the fast movement of Kise's hand going to his stomach "We are late. And you are slow."

Kise sighed making a steep back "Well, sorry if I was being slow! I…kinda feel bad."

I tilted my head "Oh yeah? I don't see you bad," I lick my lips "I don't believe you. You are faking like always," I can almost smile to see the look in Kise's eyes, then I direct my steady eyes to the girl at his side "You know, you can't believe him all what he say. He likes to lie and fake in front of everyone so…don't care about him too much."

The girl frowned and hides herself partially behind Kise. Yeah right. Behind the moron. Good choice girl.

"I'm not lying!" Kise groaned.

I stare at him again "Yes, you are."

"I'm not!"

"Don't believe you."

"Why I should fake I'm sick if I'm going to see Kurocchi in there?!"

"I don't know. You tell me," I answer simple.

"I'm telling you the true Aominecchi!" Kise yelled blushing. His hand clenching the fabric of his shirt over his stomach. I frowned. I don't believe him. I can't. I don't. It's not in my nature anymore. Why the idiot can't accept he's being lazy and that's all? And the time it's wasting.

"Kise…idiot, come on. You are wasting time." But Kise flinched away looking fiercely to the ground between us.

"Don't be a chick and come at once, now." I point getting annoyed. Kise look at me wearily.

"I don't want… I really don't feel well…"

He could be such a good actor. It can't be true right? Kise it's not the type to get sick every week or something. And he's so fucking annoying and cheerful most of the time. That has to dismay even the germens more tenacious.

"Kise kun" The girl interrupted looking shy at Kise, but scared at me. Good. "Y-you should go to the infirmary like I said before… I will go with you if you want" the girl finished with a hand squeezing Kise's arm. I notice that Kise it's thinking the girl's words and it's about to talk. Then he turn fully to me, look to the ground hesitant for a second and then lifting up fast.

"I'm sorry Aominecchi" His words weak but trying to sound with reassurance. Reassuring me? Reassuring me of what? Then the boyish grin.

Hypocrite.

Against whom you think you are playing? How I hate you. You irritated me. It bothers me. This. Damn. Imbecile. Idiot. Low-life bothers me.

Angry I grab roughly Kise's arm dragging him out of the girl's side, not hearing nothing. Anything. Only when we were out of the school and in some time in the park looking for an empty quiet bench I notice that Kise was quiet. Silent. Too silent. I snorted at that thought.

When I find a lonely place I shove him away to the bench. He almost hitting his head in the process.

"You don't have to be so cruel!" Kise cried sitting on the bench, his hazel eyes revealing a rebellious and a wounded side of him.

"It is in my nature." I pointed.

"Liar! You know you were not like that before!" Kise yelled. His eyes finding mine. I stare. Then he look to the side "Aominecchi…you know I'm saying the true...I -" He take a breathe, then shake his head "Whatever… I don't feel fine… believe me."

He have a hint of weakness in his voice. I tilted my head interested. Reconsidering. Waiting for him to said something more…but he didn't. His eyes were trapped staring at the trees at his side. I sigh. I suppose he will not say anything more.

What do you expect from me?

I scratch my hair.

Fuck.

"What do you have?"

Kise startled blink his eyes wide. Then he sigh and frowned like thinking in something very difficult, like trying to solve a problem. I'm becoming impatient.

"So?" I manage to say between my teeth trying to not sound 'cruel'.

"I…I don't know" Kise answer vaguely rising the hand in his stomach to his chest. His eyes showing troubles. What the hell it's with him?

"How the hell it's that you don't know? You see why I say you are lying?!"

"I just don't know!" Kise groaned inhaling deeply with the words "It doesn't mean I'm lying!"

I snorted "Right. Then why don't you look at me when you speak?"

Kise blinked and whisper something bowing his head.

"Come again?" I ask bowing my head too much to his face.

Kise flinched "…C-can't."

I saw his eyes tinting with red. His blond hair helping him to half hide of his face.

"So you are lying." I finished stating.

"I'm not dammit!" Kise growled, his eyes lifting to me for a brief of second before looking fast down, blushing his cheeks and clenching again the hand over his chest.

"God," I exclaimed "You seem like about to have a heart attack."

Kise's cheeks and ears turned red. His right hand closing in a fist while the left still on the chest. I try to determinate what he will do but then I see his forehead falling straight to my stomach, his face now hidden from my eyes.

"Hey…" I said grabbing his shoulders to move him away but he stay firm. I roll my eyes.

"Why…why you can't believe me?...I'm…I'm saying the true…Aominecchi please… believe me"

Ah?. It's really this person Kise? I mean, why he's asking me to believe him? He doesn't care if I believe him or not. He only does whatever he wants. Don't ask for permissions. Maybe he indeed it's sick. Jeez. I don't know why I have to be with a person who it's about to cry all over me every time it feels depressive. Which person still does not understand that I am not the best you look for to comfort someone.

"Oh please control yourself." I roar angry shoving Kise's shoulder away. Stubbornly he headed back to my stomach.

"S-sorry but –"

"What do you have?" I ask for the second time "If I have to deal with your stupidity at least I want to know."

"…."

"…."

"Going to tell me or what?" I snapped.

"…."

So you are not going to answer me. Christ. How someone could be so dramatic? I sigh. Direct my hand to his chin near my stomach, and once I have it in between my fingers I lifting him up. He struggle trying to avoid me but it's helpless. Your little actions are helpless. It's impossible. And when I have his face up to me properly I kind of smile.

"Now, tell me and I want my answer. What do you have?"

Kise's eyes are trembling. He's not resisting my stare. I know. And I like to do it. But as much as I like this I yet want my answer first. I grabbed him stronger as a sign that it is time to stop the evasions. He moaned softly and my eyes direct to his lips.

"I want my answer Kise,"

"I-It's hard t-to t-talk," Kise stammered. I rolled my eyes and loose a bit my grip on his chin.

"Now!"

"Dammit! It's hard to talk when my heart it's pumping so loud that my ears don't hear anything more out of it! You don't fucking hear me?! I'M SICK!"

Kise's chest fall down, his cheeks burning red, his hands clenching at his sides…I feel something inside when I see his eyes trembling for frustration and rage. Lips dry. Unconsciously I brushed my thumb under his bottom lip causing him to jerk up. I leaned forward narrowing my eyes, tilting my head, examining his mouth. Trying to discern what part of him it's making my hands not wanting to let go of him. He's angry. He's really meaning what he's saying and precisely for that cause I want more. More of what? Rage? Frustration? Seriousness?

"Aominecchi Let me go!" Kise panicked rising one hand to catch my wrist strongly.

"You really still can't think that you are more strong than me right?"

Kise frowned then raise an eyebrow accompanied with a thin boyish grin "What are ya talking about? Perhaps I'm too adorable to let go isn't it Aominecchi?"

You bury your grave. That's it.

I push him back merciless to the ground at our side. The ground sounding for the impact of Kise's head.

"Aouch! That hurts! You damn aggressive person!" Kise panted with his neck sloping backwards, his ears flushed, I push and bury with some more roughness my fingers and nails around his pale wrists. My face doesn't move over him and I become aware of his legs at my sides brushing my waist for his struggles.

"Let me go!" Kise threatened. Like if he could threaten me. Really.

"I have not finished" And with that I hurt his wrists with my nails distracting the movement in his legs and in seconds I sit on top over him. His thighs going down pressed to the ground for my weight. Kise groaned and make his fists hard.

"You weight TOO much! Get up now!… Aouch!" Kise moaned "It hurts dammit! Aominecchi!"

"I don't mind, regret what you say and I will think about it" I stare with my words.

Kise lead apart his eyes from me but his cheeks are flushed and I can see that he's lips are trembling. He doesn't want to say it. Oh Kise. Look at you. Who will guess that you could be so stubborn like me. That you will avoid me so promptly. But your blond locks of hair can't hide the fact that inside you, you are still weak. You still can't defeat me and you will never win. When you will understand. In this world all is about winners and losers, and dreams and words can't do anything against the facts. You can say whatever thing pass for your mind and still it will don't mind. I let out my breath over his eyes on purpose, he blinked and trembled.

Why the hell you have to be so annoying in anytime in everywhere. Never stopping to talk. Never, never stopping the damn move of your lips. I have tasted your blood before for your lips. Perhaps I should break those lips of yours to stop your wordy nonsense. I hate right now that I can smell the breath from your half parted lips. But what I hate more is that… it seems… like your body, your neck is…inviting.

I try to not blush anymore, to not scream for help, for not seem like a coward. Aominecchi it's scaring me. I can't describe or imagine what the hell is he thinking and right now for the first time I'm not looking forward to find it. He's not fear. I'm saying the true and I don't want to fight or regret a word of what I say.

I… if I try, really hard to see something without being caught for the corner of my eye I can see his face, more exactly his piercing eyes, and hell if that's not scaring me and making me feel small and at the point of a nervous attack. I'm not like this, this nasty stupid unknown sickness it's making me, turning me in someone more minuscule and I want to be okay. To laugh and smile like I always do. I need time. Why Aominecchi can't give me time. Precisely today.

The word that I'm trying to find for the look in his eyes is running for me. Aominecchi's pupils are really strange. The grimace on his lips is kind of…new. It's like…well…it's like when I see Aominecchi's staring at his pillow on the bed. I mean, to Aominecchi his bed, his pillow, sleep, it's like heaven. The lost paradise in hell. Okay…I'm freaking out. I'm losing my head. I'm seeing bad. There's no pillow or bed near here. Why Aominecchi seems every second more near? His breath is it among my neck? N-no way. Tha-dump, tha-dump, tha-dump.

Is that the sound of my heart?

My s-stomach, oh god, I want to curve for the uneasiness on my stomach. I want to throw away all. Oh no. Shit.

"A-Aominecchi…" My voice almost can't come out. I can't hide the neediness of breath, I can't hide how… disturbing it is imagine the position of how we are or the brush of his lips for my throat or hear him groaning under my ears. I'm trembling…please listen…"…Aominecchi…"I breathe "O-Okay…I- I will… regret it. But-"

And then I feel sharp teeth cutting my voice from my throat, the skin of my neck shuddering for the unexpected intrusion. I'm shuddering from toes to hands still pinned. My tongue it's struggling, fighting the sound that wants to come out, but whatever Aominecchi wins. He moaned first. Or kind of...moaned. I'm so utterly embarrassed.

"D-Dammit! You are acting weird! Stop! AOUCH!" Never a girl or a woman before has biting me so hard, so deep. Okay, maybe a little nibble but it was something soft and delicate, feminine. My eyes feel like watering. I can't with this. I want to move and go home straight to my bed.

I can't restrain my parted lips to moan when I feel him li...licking me. This is very strange. It doesn't feel like a game. I can't help but think in my adorable huggable small friend. Kurocchi I want to see you!. Kurocchi I want to hug you. Help me understand Kurocchi. All this is so awkward. I can almost see your big eyes and blue hair looking to the sunset like the last time I see you waiting for Kagamicchi. Why the hell Aominecchi would want to bit me? Sure you will know.

I'm heated and dizzy.

-o-

When I sense the taste of blood on my tongue and teeth mixed with the smell of Kise's neck and the low thin moans more weak every time I know it's enough. He's not struggling anymore, he's almost limp under me, only the sound of his respiration and heart steadying. I lick and suck a bit more causing a loud moan before I let my head slowly go up and see my work. I touch softly his cheek that it's turned to me, I sense the warm and let my eyes go down his neck. I felt the need to low down again my lips and lick him once more. But it's good settled. A hug hickey. Pretty impossible difficult to hide. Oops.

I wanted to do it so I do it. I don't have to feel a bit uneasy right? Want. Take. A minimum thin line between both worlds that it didn't mean a barrier to me. No. I don't have to feel bad. It's Kise. That answers all.

I sit again and look how pale he indeed is now. His blond locks of hair are totally a mess. Slowly I see how he turned his face straight making a grimace of silent pain. His eyes seem weak and shit. He really look sick now.

"You look horrible," I commented wandering for all his face my eyes. Going soft over him.

Kise cleared his throat a couple of times before softly muttering "My- my wrists..."

"...Eh?" I blink. Kise look meaningful to my eyes. I jerk my hands and get up fast. I didn't remember...whatever.

Kise remained in the ground for a few more moments before he struggle to sit and stroke his forehead for a bit closing his eyes. I wait for him in silence crossing my arms over my chest until finally he stand up with a dangerous tremble in his legs.

"So?" I ask.

"I'm going to my house," Kise stated "Tell the others I don't feel...right-"

"Kise..."

"Tell Kurocchi that I wanted to saw him so much but-" Kise's voice break "It will be later 'kay?"

"Kise"

"And..."

"Stop the babbling," I cut him this time rude. Kise stared at the ground.

"W-Well I s-should get going Aominecchi."

This lame idiot. Why the fuck is he like this? I know that I don't care. I know. But still his voice makes me feel like the worst shit in this world. Dammit Kise.

I shake my head helplessly and took his bruised wrist softly, yet he flinched away, his eyes tinted with some strange emotion that I couldn't recognize. I ignore him and sigh.

"Kise you idiot," I say it soft, it didn't sound like a curse, just my way to express how lame he was being. Kise smile weakly and let his head fall against my shoulder, his knees balancing dangerously against mine. He's lips shut strongly over my shirt. I let my head fall over his.

It was heartwarming in some way...stay like this with him.

I feel fine. And suddenly I don't care more if I want to see him angry or serious.

I prefer the habitual real Kise with his foolish boyish grin over all.

"Aominecchi..."Kise muttered slowly after some more minutes of peace.

I move my arms at my sides which are forgotten and mess a little more his hair. You can talk you know.

"...I want...to go home."

I apart my cheek from his hair and decide easily.

"Fine."

-o-

Helping a dizzy but still awake Kise was not a so difficult task to Aomine and it worked pretty well half and hour later when the blond was safely in his house, in his bed alone. Aomine have gone in the instant he let go of Kise's waist in the security of the bed. Aomine sure was getting better in the in the act of carrying the blond.

Kise sigh and let his arms wander around on his bed. He was dead tired and...empty. How someone could still feel something when your mind and body were so exhausted?.

Still, before he let his eyes close and forget the world he sit in his bed with his bare toes touching the cold floor. He look to the mirror in front of him and raise his fingers slowly to touch his neck. He sigh. He didn't know what he feel about this. It was confusing Aominecchi's acts sometimes and more often he was acting more unpredictable.

This was something he will have to discover later. And this hug...hickey if that's how someone could call this...mass of purple and green colors masked with red and soft marks of teeth still implanted. OK. That description was awful. How the hell will I explain this to the Agency? And I hate using shirts with high collar! Ok. Relax. More important Kasamatsu san will want to know what happened to me. Shit.

I will deal with all this later...not now...I will reason all this bite-issue later...now all seem ...complicated...and just think about this makes my heart jump so suddenly unsteady...I will have to fucking deal with this too. Definitely. But later...for now...let the mark remain quiet in my neck.

Let the mark remain undecipherable.

With no meaning.