The Trinity of the Rich || IwaOi

The Trinity of the School

At exactly 6:30 AM, two large eyes blinked open. Five seconds after opening his eyes, Bokuto yawned, once. And three seconds after yawning, he was bolting up and practically throwing himself off the futon. Excitedly, he leapt to the couch and settled on top of a Kuroo-shaped lump.

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP, BROS! FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL, HEY HEY-"

Suddenly, he found himself headfirst in a pillow. Unfazed, he threw it off and sat back up. Yeah, that was a mistake. Because when he looked around for who had done such a thing, he was met with an extremely unfriendly face.

"GEYAH!" He jumped back, "Oikawa what happened to you?! Why do you look like- like- LIKE THAT?"

Eyes murderous, hair a mess, and- was that drool on his lower lip?- Oikawa sniffed, "You've seen me the morning after sleepovers before."

"Ok, sure, but not before you've used the washroo-"

He received another pillow to the face, however, not from Oikawa this time.

"It's six in the morning, what the hell could you two possibly have to argue about?" Kuroo seethed, awakened by the bickering of the other two.

Oikawa frowned. Meanwhile, Bokuto's cheerful mood was undeterred, and before anyone else could react, he was grabbing fistfuls of Kuroo's hair and leaning in close.

"You're awake, bro! Finally. Geez, I jumped on you and everything and you didn't even stir, I was starting to worry your old man-ness would never get up and we'd miss school! But anyway- you DID get up so-"

He was immediately flung off the couch. Bokuto decided to shut up after that.

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Half an hour later, Kuroo reluctantly dragged himself out from under the warmth of his blanket to go downstairs and start the coffee maker. Oikawa (after checking Instagram) ducked into one of the many guest bathrooms on the second floor; the shelves already stalked with his signature hair products. Bokuto was left on his own ("I love you bro, but you don't know how to make coffee.") so he decided to get a short workout in before the trio headed out. Usually, he would hit the gym with the guys on the football team but the season hadn't started yet. The short walk to the pool house turned gym presented him with a spectacular view. The Kuroo estate was located on the outskirts of Tokyo. Where else would a mansion in Tokyo be placed?

Despite being the most social of the three, working out with only his thoughts and the rising sun brought clarity to Boktuo's mind. Something about the repetitive nature of exercising calmed the teenager out. After completing his routine, he made his way back to the house and was greeted by his friends quarrelling in the kitchen.

"Tetsu-chan, you have to let me!" Oikawa whined, as usual.

"Ha! No chance in hell man. Do you know how high insurance is nowadays?"

"Of course I know. I have a car too, you know."

"I'm driving the Tesla. Bo, tell Oikawa that I will drive my own car."

Bokuto swivelled his head to Oikawa, then to Kuroo, then back to Oikawa again. He shrugged, "it is Kurobro's car and it just got a new wrap. I don't blame my bro for not wanting to get it ruined."

"Okay then Bokuto. I won't drive it." Oikawa turned and stomped away.

"What is his problem, bro?"

"He wants to drive the Tesla to impress his fangirls on the first day back."

"Huh, seems like something he would do."

"Mmm... Bo?"

"Yeah?"