Recollected Memories // Kuroken

Chapter 8

Kenma's POV

Everything went fine.

I made it to the destination real quick. Dissembled the security and located my target.

All that was left was to finish the alpha off. And I had breezed through the first half pretty well.

It was a slow start. My headache had worked up again surprisingly the moment I laid eyes on my target again but thanks to the double dose of serum they gave me, it was manageable.

I took my time chatting with her, leading her to a blind spot. Seducing her and drenching the surrounding area with my pheromones, careful not to let my heat go out of hand.

It was all going well planned as usual.

Get it done quickly so you can go back and rest. I repeatedly told myself.

I heard footsteps threading nearby.

I secretly cursed to myself. Why now... Guess I'll just have to kill another person. Ugh... just let this thing end already.

I turned to receive a better view getting ready to lure in the other figure, my hand reaching down for my knife.

However, my body instinctively stopped when seeing the man who I could tell was another alpha in front of me.

I briefly caught his heck of a spiky hairstyle. The brown hazel eyes widened with surprise that stared straight into mine. And the small almost unnoticeable curve of his mouth. The nostalgia only just flooded into my head when I felt a virtual brick slam into my head. It was the same kind of pain that I felt from yesterday but ten times worse.

I lost grip of the knife in my hand and clasped my head letting go of the target and falling to my knees. The world swirled around me

The same word repeated. Despite the pain, over and over again.

Kuroo...

Kuroo's POV

Kenma... the person in front of me is Kenma.

I was so happy and surprised to see him. But questions soon followed.

Is he ok? What's he been doing for the past 8 years? What's doing with a knife? Was he really trying to kill my mum...?

There were so many questions I wanted to ask. But right now, I wanted to drop everything and run to his side. Kenma was alive. Not dead. Not noticeably hurt. And still out here walking freely.

I just wanted to talk. We could start from the beginning. All over again and that would be fine.

Unconsciously, my legs began moving. Faster and faster towards the man I had longed to see for almost half of my life.

Almost there... just a few more steps...

The moment I entered a certain radius, I was hit with a thick scent of pheromones. So much that I had to stop and control myself. Which I ultimately failed.

Kenma's POV

Blown by the sudden impact, I had seemingly lost all senses. It was soon before my body completely gave out.

I was on the ground. Everything wasn't functioning properly.

A hazy realization drifted into my thoughts. But with that kind of state, I was in no condition to take action.