The First Practice

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After school, Kuroo brought Guy Fieri to the gym. The new student seemed pleased with the large gym, before Kuroo left to get changed into his practice clothes.

Several moments later, Guy watched as Yaku dragged Lev, a freakishly tall first year, through the gym.

'Japan is sure weird,' Guy thought. 'But Kuroo seems like a nice pal!'

Ten minutes passed before Guy chatted with the managers, and learned how to run the team.

As Kuroo led the practice, he could feel Guy's brown eyes go through his body. It didn't take long for Kuroo's mind to become uncomfortable in a certain area.

'Dammit! He's staring at me! If Fieri-senpai stares any longer, he'll notice my boner,' Kuroo panicked. He needed to get away. Kuroo couldn't love a boy, especially one who will most certainty crush his heart.

Sure, Kuroo did receive love confessions, but not like Guy Fieri did. He noticed a first year talking to him, clearly lovestruck.

That night after practice, Kuroo walked home and locked himself in his room. His mind was still being haunted by Guy Fieri. It was only the first day of the new kid, and Kuroo wanted to kill him. Fuck him, and his stupid fat body! Fuck him, and those beautiful frosted tips! Fuck him, and those gorgeous brown eyes! Fuck me-

Wait, what? Kuroo Testuro couldn't believe what he just thought.

The next morning, Kuroo practically refused to get up. He didn't want to see Guy Fieri being confessed to, or see him in general. However, Kenma decided to drag him out of bed.

On the train to school, Kenma played on his device silently, before beating a level. He placed it in a safe place, before turning to look at his best friend. "Kuroo-san," pudding head started, "I have some information about Guy Fieri, the new student."

"Kenma! Tell me more!"

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