Tastes Like Chocolate (kuroken)

Late Night Shenanigans

Music is blasting, lights of all colors are flashing off the disco ball to the rhythm, and a throng of people, both guys and girls are dancing to their hearts content. It is Nekoma high's most important party of the year, awards are passed out, food is provided, and it is FILLED with people.

In the midst of these people, being squished and pushed around, was Kenma. Kenma was never a guy who liked parties, but it is a tradition for the Nekoma team to party all night long after they win regionals. He wanted to sneak out but Kuroo always made sure to keep an eye out for him. So he was practically forced to go.

'Why?!' He thought to himself. The air is stuffy filled with the heat of everybody on the dance floor. Kenma tries to make his way out only to be pushed back in and be grinded on by horny Cougars who were way too mature for him. He could feel the bare skin of these strippers and their leather clothing rubbing against his face. They would bury Kenmas face in between their exposed chests, only to find that he was more embarrassed than turned on. Women do not interest him. He really didn't enjoy their harassment right now.

'Why did Kuroo order these strippers?!' Kenma thought to himself angrily while gasping for air. He was never the type to say things out loud unless Kuroo was there. Because he made him feel safe. But right now, he's angry at Kuroo. All Kenma wants is a peaceful evening with small snacks and to play on his ps3. But right now, he can't even think about his current video game. He tried again to leave this crowd by slowly poking through holes that would occasionally appear if he gets lucky. And then the music stopped all of a sudden and everybody stopped dancing. People started groaning due to the absence of music but then everyone's attention shifted towards the the stage.

'Good lord!' Kenma took a deep breath and ran out of the group of sweaty people. He finally made it out and everyone's focus turned towards the shining spot light on that semi-circled staged. There he was, Kuroo, with his hair as messed up as always, but Kenma liked that. Kuroo had to look good since he was the host of the evening, but he still couldn't get rid of his chronic bed head. He was in a black suit with a red tie. Kenma couldn't see Kuroo up close because everyone was blocking his way. All you could see from where he was, was Kuroo's tall and slim silhouette. But Kenma didn't want to go back into that disgusting crowd. Despite the distance between them, Kenma still gave Kuroo his undivided attention.

"Ahem." Kuroo cleared his throat into the microphone. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Is everybody having a good time?!" Kuroo yelled. Then the crowd cheered in response. "Well I hoped you had fun in the dancing portion of the night, it is 11 pm now, and that means..." He imitates a drumroll using his left hand and the side of the podium, "A LIL ENTERTAINMENTS FROM OUR SPECIAL GUESTS!" He yelled into the microphone and winked at the audience with that smirk he has. And then at that moment he cued the ladies who were mixed with the crowd and then they all walked up on the stage with a bright smile. All the people left on the dance floor were part of the volleyball team. Everyone began to set up chairs for themselves to prepare for the late night gig from the strippers.

Kenma decided that this was a good time to leave. He's not interested in women so why would he stay. He walked toward the food table ,grabbed a donut, and ran out the door.

Sexy jazz music began and the girls start dancing and the guys start cheering. Everything was audible but muffled from the outside of the house. It's dark and no cars or people seem to be out and about at this time.

'I really want to go home right now. But it's dark and scary to walk home at this hour.' Kenma thought as he sighed and peered to the dark corners of the street. He bit into the donut and chocolate lava flowed into his mouth. He savors this moment as he heard the doorknob turn behind him. He turned around and saw Kuroo coming out the door.