𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷 ❧ 𝓒𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓼, 𝓒𝓪𝓽𝓼

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excuse my french but I'm a long kisser 

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excuse my french but I'm a long kisser 

[THIRD POV]

"Kenma," Daichi breathed out and rushed towards him as he entered the room, "You're alive."

"Of course, who do you think I am?"

Kenma walked into the main meeting room of Karasuno, where there was just a large circular table and chairs surrounding it. A coffee machine in the back was currently brewing some dark roast, and all of Karasuno's main group was already inside.

Nekoma entered with suspicion lingering. Their eyes wandered all over the place, they weren't taking any chances to be honest, not after the "attack" made on Kenma that previously happened.

Though Karasuno was now an ally of Nekoma, it wouldn't be the first time Nekoma was betrayed by its own.

The memories of that night still haunt Kenma, which was painful, because the most affected out of any one of them was Kenma himself.

How he still decided to walk since that night, it proved that his will was the strongest in the room.

Kenma was indeed, the most powerful leader to exist at the moment.

"I didn't mean it as if you could be easily killed, but we were alerted that someone had another attempt to kill you."

"There is more than to just that."

Kenma sat down at one of the far ends of the table, pulling out a chair for (Y/N) first and then sitting himself. (Y/N) was quiet for a bit, gazing at her surroundings because this was a new meeting room, it wasn't the one she was at on the first day. 

She sat close to Kenma, his arm around her and resting on her shoulder comfortably as he looked down and talked with her. He could tell that she was a bit nervous, but that was mostly because she didn't know a lot.

The rest of Nekoma sat around Kenma and (Y/N), and they mumbled to themselves. They weren't all too friendly with Karasuno yet, despite sharing drinks with them every evening, there was still slight tension in the atmosphere.

Nekoma wasn't going to lose another member.

Daichi sat on the other end of the table, Karasuno doing the same as Nekoma and surrounding their leader and co. He entwined his fingers together, clearing his throat.

Everyone had stopped what they were doing, and they gathered around.

"It has been a few days since... the news had spread," Daichi says aloud, "We were waiting for your arrival, since your death was not confirmed."

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