Akaashi's 18th (and the events that followed...)

39. The Strategist

Kenma had been winning.

That was, until Kuroo had ruined his perfectly-crafted plan.

Kenma lay on the floor of the blow-up water course. Baka, he thought. Why did Kuroo have to instantly give away the hiding place he had thought up of?
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"Neh, Tsukishima, can you be our sneak attacker?"

Tsukishima's expression was incredulous at best. Kenma couldn't blame him. "Like that dumbass Hinata?"

"Yeah, basically," Kuroo replied with a shrug.

"Nope, can't do that."

"Well, you have to," Kuroo cocked his head, and Kenma rolled his eyes. "All the other positions have been taken."

"And what 'positions' are those?" Tsukishima slouched against the blow-up pillars that stood in front of them, hiding them from the potential onslaught from Bokuto's team. A child ran past and knocked Tsukishima's hands which had been forming the quotation marks, ruining his sarcastic comment. Kenma jolted as he felt Kuroo snort next to him, and wave at the child.

"I'm the defence, and Kenma has the pump to refill the guns from the sea. He's also our last resort of offence if you and I are both out."

"That sounds like a big job for Kenma. Can't I just take the pump and refill?"

Kuroo turned to Kenma, and he nodded. It might be fun to play against Bokuto and Akaashi again to win, even if it wasn't volleyball. "I can play whatever position and win. I don't care."

Kuroo grinned down at him from his crouched position, his thighs straining under his weight. "I haven't seen you this competitive since our last game against Karasuno."

"Urusai, Kuroo."

"Heheh you sound like Tsukishima." Kuroo pressed a brief kiss to the top of Kenma's head. He felt himself blush furiously, biting his lip to prevent a retort from slipping through. They needed to focus on the game.
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Of course, Kuroo ran straight into the action, firing at Akaashi and missing. Kenma watched in misery as Akaashi swerved and fired back under his arm, hitting Kuroo straight in the chest but narrowly missing a child who was jumping around beside him.

"Team BAY vs KiTKat one-nil!" Bokuto yelled.

Of course, Kuroo also had to come up with the most ridiculous name for their team. Akaashi had decided on calling his team BAY, as the initials of the three players spelled the English synonym for beach. That was smart. What wasn't, was KiTKat, the initials of the three of them arranged into the spelling of a chocolate bar. Yes, the flavours were supreme, however, it was not thematic or particularly inventive, and would definitely not pass as a slogan. When Kenma had mentioned as much to Kuroo, the man had pouted in response until Kenma said he was too tired to think of another. And so it stuck.

"Hey hey hey!" Kenma peered out from behind the blow-up pillar. At least Kuroo had gotten revenge in the form of spraying Bokuto.

1-1

Kenma shot out for a second, spraying Bokuto as well before turning back to his original position, fast enough for nobody to realise where he was.

1-2

He watched intently as Bokuto yelled and fired at Kuroo, leaving it even at 2-2. Until Yamaguchi sprung out from behind the floating bouncy castle, blasting Kuroo all the way to 2-3.

Kenma was happy to watch for the most part, occasionally coming out of his hiding place for a second to hit a member of the opposing team, amused as Kuroo tackled most of the shooting and running. Good.
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"You know the plan now?"