Operation Matchmaker

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"OK, operation matchmaker is underway!" Kuroo stated as soon as they had cleared up the breakfast dishes. He spun his chair around, sitting on it backwards. He had placed a pillow under Kenma. He also noted when Hinata squirmed in his seat, more then usual. He went to get the tangerine a pillow. Now they were all sitting comfortably.

"Do we have to call it that?" Kenma muttered.

"The name isn't important. Does anyone have ideas on how to fix these two?" Kuroo grumbled. He had been thinking about it since he woke up. Bokuto was very particular about his body and morals. It wasn't going to be easy to get him anywhere near Akaashi.

"What if we locked them in a room together?" Hinata stated. "We could tell them we wouldn't let them out until they talked to each other?" he offered.

"Yeah, but where will this room be?" Kuroo asked. "Bokuto absolutely is refusing to come here." He indicated the floor meaning the offices below them.

"Well, didn't you guys used to do bro dates back in high school?" Kenma muttered. Kuroo turned to look at him.

"Yeah, but that was more like we were each others wingman to get real dates." He muttered.

"You could just tell him you want to take him out to celebrate all he has done for you." Kageyama offered.

"OK, Fine. Where would I take him? How would we get Akaashi there? How would we lock them in a room?" Kuroo ticked each point off on his fingers.

"Tsukki" Kenma lowered the last finger. "He knows about buildings and elevators and things. We could ask him if there is one where he could control the elevator to lock them in." He explained.

"OK, ginger text him. He seems to answer you best." Kuroo demanded.

"That's because I don't text him. I'm friends with Yams." Hinata beamed as he pulled his phone out.

"That's how we could get Akaashi!" Kenma stated. "I could say I have a project for you, Yams and him. We could meet at whatever location Tsukki instructs us to."

"Alright. Alright." Kuroo nodded. "This could work."

"You will need a place that is a good date spot so Bokuto won't get suspicious." Kageyama stated. "But also one where there are meeting rooms for you all." Kageyama stated.

"What about the new casino?" Hinata's phone asked.

"Is that Tsukki?" Kenma inquired.

"Of course. Look I'm doing some consultation work with the new casino, Bokuto wouldn't mind gambling, and there are meeting rooms I can assign for you if necessary." Tsukishima told them.

"Sounds like we have a plan. How about we set it up for Friday night?" Kuro asked. Everyone agreed.

Kuroo went home. The place was a disaster. Clothes were thrown all over the living room, the garbage was over flowing and it looked like Bokuto attempted to cook. Every dish was in the sink, the pot on the stove was burnt and who knew what was stuck to the bottom of the frying pan.

"KOTARO BOKUTO!!!" Kuroo yelled.

"I'LL CLEAN IT GO AWAY!" A voice yelled back from the depths of the apartment. Kuroo kicked his way through the mess. He found Bokuto in bed covered from head to toe. Kuroo stubbed his toe on something as he tried to get in the room. He screamed as the pain ran up his leg. Trying to grab his foot he tripped over something else. He ended up on top of the lump in the bed.

Bokuto yelled throwing him off. Kuroo fell to the floor. "I was gone one night!" He glared accusingly up at the startled owl haired man.

"Yeah, you didn't make me anything to eat!" Bokuto pouted. Kuroo felt like strangling him, but he recalled their plan.

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