The first time was awkward - all tangled limbs and flustered faces and Kise actually had to tell Midorima what to put where for all the other's cluelessness when it came to intimacy. It had been a particularly nasty summer and Kise had gone to Midorima's house on the pretense of studying the day their home air conditioning broke down. Midorima, for his part, did plan on getting at least half his homework done that afternoon but when Kise arrived in his obscenely tight tank top and loose shorts - well, it was a foregone conclusion that whatever it was that was going to get done then, it definitely wasn't homework.
The second time was traumatizing - at least, for Fujimaki Tadatoshi-senpai who actually had the misfortune of walking in on them in Teikou's locker room one day when he was visiting from a nearby high school. He'd simply blinked at them - once, twice - then closed the door very slowly, whispering over and over, hoping to convince himself, that he did not just see what was happening against Akashi's locker, of all places.
The third time was loud. It was the night before the all-middle quarterfinals and Kise was being such a bouncy, clingy ball of unspent energy that Midorima decided to hell with it and fucked Kise raw against the shower of their shared hotel room. Needless to say, nobody got proper sleep that night and the next day, everyone was tired and grumpy and barely managed to score enough to meet each of their quotas - everyone except Kise, that is, who seemed to sparkle even more than usual to the dismay of his teammates and the delight of his fans.
The fourth time was goodbye, though only one of them knew it at that time. Midorima's parents were gone for the weekend so they had all the time they needed. It had also been the first time Midorima made the first move, catching Kise off-guard with how gentle, how careful, how loving he was with his kisses, his touches that it made Kise want to weep for what he was giving up.
The fifth time never happened, couldn't have happened - after all, wasn't Kise head over heels for his captain, Midorima in an obviously non-platonic relationship with his teammate? So it wasn't Midorima who had pushed Kise against the wall behind the okonomiyaki restaurant they had gone to after the Shuutoku vs Seirin match. It wasn't Kise who had clung so desperately to Midorima's jacket writhing and moaning and gasping for breath. And it wasn't Midorima's name that Kise called out when he came, nor was it Kise's lips Midorima had claimed in a possessive, bruising kiss. And it definitely wasn't Kise who had practically begged Midorima to take him back.
The sixth time was much like the fourth - Midorima was so gentle and careful and loving that it made Kise want to weep, not because of what he was giving up this time, but because of what he had found in Midorima's eyes when he said, "I love you, Ryouta," for the very first time.