flowers (not original)

what's happening to me?

Kenma's pov

"It's our last day. Let's give it our all and win all the games!" "Yup!" He was starting the first game of the last day. It was against Fukurodani. In that retreat, we still hadn't managed to win a game against the owls. I had no intention of losing again, also because if we lost we would have to do penance and I didn't have the slightest desire to run in the sun. "Ready for a good run, old owl !?" he heard Kuroo taunt Bokuto from the other side of the net.

"Don't hope too much, cat. I'll make you eat the dust"replied the gray. A mocking smile was drawn on the faces of the two captains. Akaashi and I rolled our eyes, shaking our heads. They always did this before every game. Then the referee's whistle. It's the start of the game. It wasn't easy. Akaashi, most of the time, could read me like an open book.

They won the first set because of Lev's blunders in receptions, but also because of my predictability. "Excuse me," I said, sitting down to catch my breath before the second set started. The whole team turned to me. I hate having all eyes on me. "Why are you apologizing, Kozume?" Yamamoto asked me, raising an eyebrow. "Fukurodani has done many points also for my sake.

Usually Akaashi can read me well, but today I'm handing them all to him on a silver platter "I sighed. I can't deny that Akaashi is not a good setter and orchestrator of the game, but this time I'm really with my head in the clouds. Kuroo put his hand on my shoulder and handed me a water bottle. "Don't worry, it's normal to make mistakes sometimes. You're not a robot "he said in that melodious voice of his and his charming smile. Okay, Kenma, control yourself.

Stop it, you're pathetic" Yeah, the one who should apologize here isn't you, it's Lev "Yaku said, looking up at the half-Russian, who, feeling called into question, began to look for escape routes with his eyes.

life to the first born. We won the second set. It was more tiring than expected, but it was my last second touch attack that got us to 30 before the owls, surprising Keiji's expectations. The third set was gross.

The other teams had stopped, only us and the owls were missing to move forward. Karasuno had sat down all on the sidelines. Kuroo was always glancing at Tsukishima and I, red with jealousy, couldn't concentrate at all on the game. I made terrible lifts and bad jokes. He nearly hit Yamamoto on the head. Until I saw Kei return a smothered smile to Kuroo and there I didn't see us again, literally.

I was so clouded that he didn't even hear Lev calling me.

"KENMA-SAN"

When I realized it was too late. He heard the I hastened it was too late. She felt the ball hit me straight in the face, my body falling to the ground and my nose bleeding. My eyes were closed, but she still heard many footsteps running towards me. Very good, Kenma. This was the purpose.

Congratulations, you are a "Kenma, can you hear me?" he heard Akaashi's voice calling me from far away. I couldn't open my eyes. I could still see the gym light through my lids. "Kenma! Open your eyes, please" Shoyou's voice was as high as ever, but still far away from me. He felt a warm hand on my face caress my cheek. I felt Kuroo's expert movements as she brought her face close to my ear.

Whisper something he couldn't hear. Then everything went black and I passed out permanently.

Kuroo's pov

It was the third set against Fukurodani. We had to win it at all costs, so I could have slammed the victory in Bokuto's face. The other teams had finished and to rest they had stopped to watch our game. I noticed with the corner of my eye Tsukki leaning against the wall flanked by his friend with him with freckles. Does he always have to stay so close to him? It is at the beginning of the retreat that I try with him, but nothing, he seems impassive.