Royal Love |Iwaoi, Kuroken, Bokuaka, Tsukiyama |

Chapter Eleven: Kenma, It's Okay!

POV: Kuroo Tetsuro

I've never hated anyone before but I really hate Chizuru Teruhashi.

After my nap was dinner. It was awful. Mainly for Oikawa but also for me. I can't even go into detail about it, it was bad. By the end Akaashi had to ask Iwaizumi to drag her out of the room. Not just that but we had to apologize to Kenma, Bokuto and Hanamaki.

I'm not sure if Oikawa wants to marry her. The look he had was terrifying. I've never seen him so mad in my life. I mean she said some messed up things to Bokuto and Hanamaki. Bokuto literally started crying. Kenma didn't care much since he wasn't in the room.

After that scene I took Oikawa to his room. He whispered something to Iwaizumi before he left. When we get to his room he slams the door.

"I don't know how I'm gonna do it Kuroo. It'll be torture."

"I know. I'm not sure what to do either."

"She made Koutarou cry for fucks sake! He gets emotional but these were genuine tears! I swear it looked like she was gonna hit him!"

I Pat his back and he sighs, putting his head in his hands. He sits on his bed with his elbows on his thighs.

"Can you leave, Tetsuro. I need alone time."

I remove my hand from his back. He's only been this upset once. That was actually the day he met me. He was mad at his parents. He called everyone by their first names, including his parents. I was terrified. I felt heat radiating off him.

I walk out of the room and close the door. I see Iwaizumi and run up to him.

"Hey, Iwaizumi!"

He turns to me.

"Yes?"

"It's a weird request but I'm not sure where Kei is and Koutarou is in no state to guard right now, can you guard Oikawa's room. We can't risk anyone walking in. He's pissed."

Iwaizumi nods his head as he walks over to the door and stands guard. Maybe they'll get to talking and calm him down.

It's not eight yet but I spot Kenma in the garden already. I walk in and he turns to me.

"Oh Kuroo? You're here early."

"So are you. What are you doing here?"

"I don't have much to do so I decided to play my game and wait for you."

I smile at him. "Well I'm here now."

I sit across from him. He puts his game down and looks at me. I can get lost in those eyes.

"So, what do you want to do?"

I stop staring as he speaks. Hm, what should we do? I didn't plan too far ahead.

"Want to play some games?"

"Sure."

I pull out my switch which sat next to me. We start playing Minecraft. Talking was purely about the game until he spoke up.

"Did you ever think about how it'd be like if we knew what each other looked like before we spent fourteen years together?"

His question confused me. Did he think I'd think differently of him?

"I don't think anything would change. So I never really thought much about it."

"I see."

He goes quiet.

"Kenma, are you disappointed in me?"

"Disappointed? No! Never! Why would you ask that?"

"You seem upset."