Kise looked at the stand and sighed. "Do you know how many girls have come to me with these magazines crying?"

And there it is. The Kiss. Him leaning down, Akashi. who's only a couple of centimeters taller than Kuroko, leaning up, their lips pressed together in a chaste kiss, but very sweet kiss at the doors to the event. Their big middle finger to Akashi's father and the people who had been harrassing Kuroko.

Which seemed to have backfired. "It is a nice photo though," he said.