Boku-Aka (Part 2 of the Kuro-ken series)

A Slight Personality Problem

I'm Akaashi Keiji, not sure how I do this but here goes nothing. I'm a first year on Fukurodani Highschool and this is my story. Whether you see love, friendship or anything else... This is an open book. I don't really know at this point.. But here's my story?

I guess it all started the day I walked into the gym and he came up to me..."Hey, hey,hey! I'm Bokuto! Are you a first year? What position? Do you like owls?" I looked this guy up and down."Bokuto! Leave the first year alone" said the guy who I guess was the captain? "No.. Its okay.. I am a first year, I'm a setter, and owl's are okay, I guess" This guy was confusing, and really loud.."Okay? Listen here, Owls are AMAZING, My best friend Kuroo says I look just like one, now while he says thats an insult, I take it as a compliment!" His whole personality changed.. He went from bright, loud and bubbly to upset,loud and confusing.. "Sorry? Can I go get changed, Also side question.. Do we have uniforms in?" I sighed as I asked these questions, I hate being the one to ask these sorts of things. The guy points at a bench, "Take your pick, as long as it fits, I dont care for what number you are. Just leave one alright? Whats your name?" I nodded, "Akaashi Keiji" Bokuto walked to the jerseys and handed me one "This one.." It was number 5.. I grabbed the jersey, ran and got changed.

"Akaaashi!! Wanna practice some more?" He walked up to me while I was getting a drink. We had just had a two hour practice and this guy wants more? I understand determination.. but he's just crazy.. "Sorry, It's getting late.. My parents would freak out if I came home late, even if it is Friday" I sighed, my parents wouldn't have cared as long as I said I was studying, but he doesn't need to know that, right? "So if we can't practice today.. Can I come to yours and sleep over? My parents don't mind as long as I tell them" He was just beaming, so bright.. That smile is one of my favorite things now.. but then, it was just plain annoying, it meant he had an idea, and it was usually a dumb one. I just continued walking, and he followed me, continued talking about something, but I wasn't paying attention. About 5 minutes from my house he stopped walking entirely, grabbed me and pulled me in pretty close, "Are you listening?" I didn't know why exactly but my face was red.. "Yeah, Bokuto.. I was listening" I was not at all listening, nor would I start now.

We had been in my room for less than an hour and Bokuto had grabbed my hand, but he didn't really say anything.. We sat there like that hand in hand for a good twenty minutes... "B-Bokuto? Why are you holding my hand?" I decided to ruin the moment, as usual. "I don't know, You seem like a nice person, and I like nice people.. It's usually a signal people like each other,Akaashi. Do you know that?" He was smiling, but it was different, it seemed.. genuine not the one I hated.. "No.. I didn't" I sighed.. He then let go and went on and on about different signs that someone like you or you like someone.. He seemed very interested in romance.

I was about to fall asleep and Bokuto poked me, "Akaashi" "What, Bokuto?" I responded, tired. He then stood up and kissed me, I was definitely either pink or red.. "W-What was that for?" I was very flustered at that point.. "Akaashi! I told you.. When you kiss someone, it means you like them" His personality.. It changed again... I guess thats something I've gotten used to over the years...

A few week later, Bokuto and I hadn't talked about that night, but we continued to hang out, getting closer and closer everyday. He took me for boba today.. We hadn't gone for boba in a while.. He set his cup down and grabbed my hands, "Akaashi?" He had the genuine smile again.. It was adorable.. "Yeah?" I was smiling as well, excited to hear what was so important he had to hold my hands and have his smile. "Do you wanna go out?" He was kind of pink now that I think about it but I didn't notice, of course I didn't.. "Yeah.. I do.." I was definetly pink, Bokuto says so himself.. but that of course could be the personality thing he has going on...

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