Recollected Memories // Kuroken

Chapter 10

Kenma's POV

My pace of return was slow.

It was hard to get a hold of myself. Trying to make sense of everything that had led up to this. My memories that finally pieced up to where I was now.

What are the outcomes? Will I ever be about to meet Kuroo again? Was my mum fine?

Forget it. Just as if nothing from before has ever existed. I'll just treat this the same as a failed mission. The higher ups would let it go if I give them some service. It's fine. Just forget it all.

Hazily, I made my way back into headquarters.

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The shutters closed behind leaving my small figure trudging towards my compartment.

A nearby guard was the first to notice my entrance. Immediately, he recognized my identity. I hate to mention, but I was quite well known throughout Org for my skills and for the fact that higher ups used me as their playthings.

Soon after, more guards arrived. I mentally began preparing for the questioning that was about to come next.

A group of five considerably bulky guards led me to the head's office. Leaving me behind with the despicable man and unfortunately, the same man I take orders from, in front of me.

"So, care to explain what happened?" His disgusting plump face moved with every syllable.

"I failed the mission." The quickest reply I could give. Hopefully, that was enough for him to stop with the questions.

"You failed the mission?" He said, his thin eyebrows raised, the fat cheek shifting like an atrocious pig.

"And why may that be?"

My brain mentally let out a groan. "There were too many alpha guards surrounding the target." The reason that every other omega gives when they failed a mission.

The man gave me a questionable look. I had never needed to give an excuse for failing a mission before. I knew it was pretty dumb for me to say this but the head was probably stupid enough to fall for this excuse anyway. A couple of nights of service was probably enough for him to completely forget about this case.

The head probably thought the same as he weighed the two choices. The other obviously better, he nodded signaling the satisfaction of my explanation.

A breath almost unnoticeable only barely managed to escape as I was led out, trudging back into my sickly nostalgic compartment. Mind still churning with all the thoughts, trying to connect everything back together. But at the same time trying to forget everything, anything that would make me want to go back and put my family in danger.

It's okay. I thought to myself. They'll give me more doses. And I'll forget everything soon enough.

Kuroo's POV

The sun had already reached halfway up in the sky when I opened my eyes. I winced at the sudden light hitting my vision.

The area beside me felt unnaturally empty.

I sat up, letting go of the two pillows that I had unconsciously scrunched up next to my ears for the past night. Glancing around, nothing seemed out of place. (besides the fact that my room was messier than usual)

I whipped open the thin layer of blankets covering me.

The fu-

I was not wearing anything. Now that came as a shock. Because all of a sudden, I remembered everything that happened the night before. Anguish, anxiety, and embarrassment all came at me in full force. But above all, the thing that had surprised me most.