Kagehina: Pure love

13. The Spying Tsukki

So Sorry that I haven't written in a while! Its been busy, I went on a trip and this week I had 4 Japanese lessons.

WARNING: A bit of odd language and mature themes, just sayin.

As promised, the Spying Tsukki series! If you don't want to read these "Fillers" wait until normal chapters come out or skip forward until the title changes.

Tskishima POV:

Around 3 months ago, we had a training camp. The same training camp that I spotted Suga and Daichi in that Bathroom doing...

Things.

After the general volleyball practice matches we had, I went to do some extra practice with Kuroo, Bokuto, and Aakashi. Kuroo was showing me some techniques for blocking as Bokuto threw spikes at me and Kuroo. Aakashi threw set after set as Bokuto Spiked and spiked at me until me and Kuroo could barely feel our fingers.

"Ok, I think that's enough practice for today." Kuroo said, placing his hands on his knees and trying to catch his breath.

Aakashi and Bokuto gather up all the volleyballs and start walking the cart to the storage closet. As they walk in, Aakashi says "You guys go on ahead. We are gonna clean up over here."

I thought that was a bit weird, given the fact that all they had to do was 30 seconds of work, but I grabbed my water and followed Kuroo out the door anyway.

"So, who's your first match with tomorrow?" Kuroo asks me.

"Fukurodani, I think."

"Well, put that blocking to good use and do your best to piss the hell out of Bokuto." Kuroo says and chuckles.

"Hold up, I'm gonna double back. I forgot my kneepads." I say as I turn around and start walking toward the gym.

I didn't see Bokuto and Aakashi walking back yet, so maybe they decided to wash the uniforms that we were using or something. I walk in and look around. My kneepads are by the door to the storage closet, which is shut. I walk there and pick them up. As I raise my head, I hear a noise through the door of the storage closet. Frowning, I put my ear closer to the door and listen in. There is a loud clattering noise, and I was about to barge in to see if everything was okay, until I heard a voice. Two of them.

"Bokuto, please just fuck me already!" Said a whiny but familiar voice. It almost sounded like Aakashi.

"Is that what you really want? What you really really want?!" Said a grunting voice that sounded like Bokuto.

"Yes. YES! Please just do it already!" The whinier voice begged.

More clattering. At this rate, I think I was starting to catch on, what was going on in there. Bokuto. Aakashi. That.

I gag quietly, then I put my ear to the door again.

"Boku~Aaah!~"

"Baby, I don't want to hurt you."

"No! Don't stop! Keep going!

The clattering was starting to get super loud, so I really had no choice. I had to step in.

Slowly, I opened the door and crept in. What I saw was a sight I hope to never see ever again. 

"Don't stop! ~Ughhh~. Oh my god. Oh my god! Bokuto, I think I'm going to-"

And that's when Bokuto turned around and noticed me. He stopped dead in his tracks. Aakashi was leaning over, supporting himself on a pile of mats, while Bokuto was standing behind him, with his hands on Aakashi's hips.

"I'm about to c- why did you stop?"

Bokuto gestures to the back of the room. Aakashi turns around and spots me, his eyes opening wide. 

Bokuto quickly pulls out and faces towards me with an awkward smile on his face. "Hey-Tsukishima. Listen, how about we give you a little explanation?"

I would answer seriously, but It was hard to do that given the fact that there is a half-naked man standing in front of me and one leaning on a pile of mats.

I stand straight and say, "I don't need one. How about we all just walk out of here and forget any of this even happened."

"Good idea." Aakashi says, limping over. "Now lets go to-"

I didn't feel like sticking around. This was all just a major coincidence, and it was really none of my business and I don't ever want to see that kind of thing ever again.

Too bad that's all we are gonna hear about in these next few chapters.