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Kuroo stopped banging on the walls as the t.v. turned on. He nudged Daichi's shoulder as he walked over. Oikawa was next to Ushijima with Bokuto curled up in the corner. While they were looking for a way out the Ace started thinking about what they were there for and why they couldn't get out. These thoughts pushed him into emo mode and none of the other men knew how to get him out of it without making it worse.

"You five have been selected for a behavioral study. You will be given two tasks to choose from. Once you have selected your task and carried it out, a door will open and you will be able to move on to the next room to repeat these steps. Failure to complete said tasks will lead to various punishments. Punishments include but are not limited to various forms of torture and or death. You will be given these tasks once every day. Please select your first task now." The voice said completely monotone. Two boxes popped up and Kuroo read them out loud.

"Task 1, One person of your choosing has to take a fist up the anus, Task 2, One person also of your choosing has to have 30 ounces of blood drawn." he shivered and stepped closer to Daichi when he read the second part.

"How much blood is taken out at a blood drive? That can't be more than what they take out." Oikawa reasoned.

" But that sounds like a lot." Kuroo said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Maybe, but they want us alive to do the study. So they won't try to kill us right off the bat. Besides, would you rather take a fist up the ass?" Daichi sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

"No, blood it is then." Kuroo agreed.

"I should do it. I'm not squeamish around blood or needles." Ushijima stepped up. "Besides, Kuroo seems uncomfortable, Bokuto is in "emo-mode", and Daichi is afraid of needles."

"Well I'm more than glad to let you lose some blood." Oikawa sneered, sticking his tongue out.

"I'm good with that." Kuroo agreed.

"Sure, but how did you know I'm afraid of needles?" Daichi asked, tilting his head as a small blush appeared from admitting he was scared of something so small.

"When you went to the campus clinic and had to get bloodwork done you looked ready to cry." Ushijima responded, lifting his hand up to press the second box.

"Please enter the name of the chosen participant." The voice chimed, as a text box appeared and he typed his name in. "Please stand by for equipment to be handed out. Thank you for your participation."

"Thank you my ass. We have no choice" Oikawa muttered under his breath as the screen faded to black. They continued to wait for a half and hour in quiet conversation about Bokuto's "emo-mode" and what they could do to help when the t.v. slid back and a tray with the bag and an I.V. Ushijima and Oikawa stood up and walked over with a tense air around them. Bokuto had his head in his knees in the corner, and hadn't moved since he woke up. Daichi and Kuroo were debating going over and talking to him.

"Oh look, they were so kind as to give us instructions." Oikawa sassed, opening up the packet and started reading the instructions. Ushijima fidgeted slightly with the hem of his shirt as he held his arm out for Oikawa to draw the blood.

"Okay... I've read it three times over. I know what I'm doing." Oikawa muttered, grabbing the wipe and cleaning off Ushijima's inner elbow. "Okay , then take the needle and... " he opened up the package containing the needle and bag for the blood. "Put it in here...".

Oikawa attached the needle to the tube to the bag and was just looking at Ushijima's arm. "How am I supposed to know I got it in the vein?" he muttered, skimming over the packet as he tried to find out which section it was in.

"Oikawa, I'd rather not find out the punishment for failing the tasks, just put it in." Ushijima said, patience wavering.

"Sorry, I didn't know you'd be okay with getting stabbed!" Oikawa snapped at him but slowly pushed the needle into his arm. He wiggled it around until he felt what he thought to be a vein and pushed the needle through.

He held his breath as blood started flowing through the tube, collecting in the bag. Ushijima let out a sigh as the blood filled the bag.

"Okay. Now we just wait and put it back on the tray when it's full and we've completed our task." Oikawa said, fidgeting slightly as he watched the bag fill with Ushijima's blood. "Does it hurt?"

"Uncomfortable, but it's not painful." he answered, slowly flexing his arms to prove his point. "How is Bokuto doing?"

Daichi lifted his head up from his seat on the ground. "He won't talk. Or move. He's super upset."

Kuroo wiggled as he watched the blood drip into the bag. He had always been squirmy around blood but it wasn't a paralyzing fear. He tried to look somewhere else but he kept finding himself watching the bag fill.

"Hey. Do you think all of these tasks will be choosing between something sexual or torture?" Daichi asked, messing with the hem of his shirt.

Kuroo shrugged as his gaze kept flicking between Bokuto's slumped over form and Ushijima getting his blood drawn. "I hope not. I'm going to go and try to talk to him." Daichi nodded as he walked over to Bokuto.

"Hey, Bo? Can you hear me?" Kuroo asked, sitting a few feet away from the owl-like man. Bokuto didn't respond, letting himself lay in the corner with his hair down. Kuroo felt his heart clench at how defeated Bokuto looked, just laying there in despair.

"I'm not going to ask if you're okay.. But I need to make sure you're not dissociating. We need you here with us."

Kuroo watched as Bokuto opened his eyes, slowly moving them up to Kuroo's face. "W-why us? Why are we here? I want to go home."

Kuroo took a deep breath as he reached his hand out slowly, letting Bokuto decide if he wanted him closer or not. When Bokuto let him run his hands through his hair he took it as a green light to answer his questions.

"We were chosen for some behavioral study. We're going to be given a new task every day until we finish the study or find a way out. I promise we'll all get out of here."

Bokuto just teared up and slowly moved, laying himself down in Kuroo's lap. He started crying as Kuroo ran his hands through his hair. They sat there in silence as the blood bag filled and Bokuto cried.

"Okay, the bag is filled. We just put it back on the try right?" Oikawa asked, carefully removing the needle from Ushijima's arm. He let out a sigh as he flexed his sore arm, wincing as he watched blood slowly bead out of the injection site. Oikawa placed the bag on the tray and watched as the wall opened up and took the bag to who knows where.

They watched as the door lifted up and revealed a long and dark hallway. They all looked at each other before slowly stepping into the hallway. Kuroo had to tug Bokuto off of the floor, but between the shuffling feet, it was dead quiet. Once everyone was in the hallway the door slammed closed behind them.

"Well, no going back." Daichi said, trying to lift the mood a little. It didn't work, and a tense air quickly surrounded the men.

A.N.
This fic will start off light but as we progress it will get darker. I will be taking suggestions for tasks, so please leave any ideas you u have here or at the end of the chapter. Updates will be somewhat random, but I will try to stick to a regular schedule. This is posted on ao3 under the user Stipermans if you want to read it there. The ship for this fic is captains x captains in a polyamorous relationship. If you are going to hate on the ship, your comment will get deleted. you have been warned,  enjoy your reading