♛ Royalty ♛ 『 Kuroken 』

♛ 19 ♛

*Kuroos POV*

I saw Kenma laying on a bench, shivering as the cool air touched his bare skin.

"Kenma! Kenma!"

He heard me shout, and turned his head to me, our eyes locking. He looked happy to see me, but I was still nervous

I sprinted towards him, dodging the people in my way to get to him. Then, I practically jumped on him and he let out a squeak as I wrapped my arms around him tightly.

"I love you." I said quietly. "Don't do that ever again."

"I won't Kuro. Because I'm not going back with you." He said as he pushed me up and off of him. "I'm not killing anyone else. I've done horrible things in my past, and I sure as Hell aren't getting into Heaven. But, from now one I want to do only good for this world."

I looked into his golden eyes and my heart felt as if it melted.

He looked sad. Really sad. Almost as sad as he did when his mother died.

"Kenma.." I said, "I-I'll go with you! I won't kill if you won't. All I want is to be with you!" I said, trying to plant a kiss on his cheek.

"You can come with me, but don't expect forgiveness right away. You did kill the one person who mattered to me." He said, stopping me from kissing him.

I looked down and played with the hem of my shirt. "I'm sorry about that."

Kenma put his hand on my chin, raising it so his eyes met mine. They were fierce and beautiful, holding millions of emotions.

"It's okay. I've killed hundreds of people, all of which were important to someone in this world. It was all you could do to get out of bad times. I will forgive you soon."

Kenma is so kind.

What did I do to deserve him.

I began to cry, hugging Kenma tightly and holding him to my chest. I sobbed uncontrollably.

"Kenma! You can't leave me again. Even if you don't love me, just stay with me." I sniffled.

"I would never leave you Kuro. I've had three weeks to realize that I'd be worthless without you." He said, patting my back.

"S-sorry to interrupt the moment, but you're going to attract attention." Hinata said, his fingers laced with Kageyama's.

"Oh, of course." I said as I stood up. I helped Kenma off the bench. He was a blushing mess.

When I felt Kenma's hand brush mine I realized how hard it was for him. His hand was freezing, and he was malnourished. I wrapped my hand around his waste and whispered into his ear, "Where do you want to go?"

"Away."

Dear reader,
Hey! I'm sorry this story isn't going very well, my next one isn't very good either. I've been lacking inspiration and it's showing for sure. :(
Sincerely,
Chihiro