Just walking along, minding my own business, first day at a new school when BAM! Hit square in the face with a ball. I couldn't help but fall back with the force of the impact. I clutched my nose, my face in a fair amount of pain, tears streaming down my face. Suddenly a large hand was placed on my back and sat me up. "I'm so sorry. I didn't expect my spike to be that hard and to bounce out the room like that! Are you alright." I looked up at where the voice was coming from. The first thing I saw was a pair of cat like eyes, one partially hidden by a fringe of black hair. His eyes were a golden hazel colour, I would've described them as beautiful were I not in pain.
I took my hands away from my nose to see them covered in blood. The man in front of me looked shocked. "Someone come out here and help me get her inside!" He called into the gym and a very tall, silver haired male came out and helped me in. They sat me on a bench and handed me tissues. The raven haired male sat at my side. "You're gonna be fine. Don't look like anything's broken." He smiled. He looked really sly with a grin like that. Do I trust him? He IS helping me though. So yeh. I guess I can.
When my nose ceased its bleeding I noticed a slight cut on my lip, it must've caught my teeth.
"That's a fat lip for sure." I mumbled, pressing the tissue to it. I looked across at the guy beside me. "Hi. I'm (Y/N) I don't tend to meet people by being hit in the face with a ball so this is new." I smiled.
"Nice to know I've been memorable." He smirked. "Tetsuro Kuroo."
"Thank you for helping me. Even if hitting me was your fault." I laughed.
"Well. Not many guys take hitting on girls this far." He joked. "Literally hitting them in order to meet them. Not that I did! I mean, I've never even seen you before. I'd remember someone like you."
"That line usually work for you?" I spoke calmly with a straight face. Yes I'll admit inside, it worked. He just caught me, hook, line and sinker. But if he really wanted more than a one night stand with the new kid, he'd work for it. I smiled a little, just so he knew I wasn't completely serious.
"Sometimes yeh. Although sometimes I'd go with the, did it hurt when you fell-"
"-flat on my arse from your volleyball in my face? Yeh. It did." I laughed interrupting his cheesy chat up lines. He looked almost impressed.
"Wanna grab a coffee later." He asked with a smirk.
"I don't like coffee."
"Dinner maybe?"
"You see I'm on this diet."
"See a movie?"
"Nothing on I wanna watch."
"Do you have an answer for everything?" He asked still grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
"Not everything. Just most of your questions." I answered.
"You've got a smart mouth on you. You're fast, and you always have an answer." He smirked.
"Oh sweetheart. That's not all it can do." I spoke before standing up and walking out.
2nd person P.O.V.
Kuroo just sank to his knees grinning like mad.
"You got rejected five times by one girl within two minutes." Kenma spoke from his friends side.
"Oh that wasn't rejection. That was a challenge." He stood up. "She wanted to see how far I'd go and what I wanted." He ran his fingers through his jet black hair. "I do love a girl who makes you work, she'll be a girl worth chasing. I do love a challenge."
For the next few months it was back and forth comments, be they sweet compliments, challenging hollow insults or just down right dirty statements meant to tease the other.
The pair became friends quickly both of them with their cheeky, witty attitude.
When one day the dark haired spiker tried again, asking for a coffee date, this time his offer accepted. The start of a long relationship.
1yr later. (1st person P.O.V.)
Kinda lemony so yeh. You've been warned. (It's not really that bad).
"Kuroo. You need to get to practice." I mumbled, his body still pressed to mine, his lips attached to my neck. I came into the changing rooms, knowing he was alone, to give him back the shirt he left at my place last night. Now I'm pinned against the wall being attacked with a barrage of kisses. "Kuroo, this can wait." I giggled as his hands rested on my sides.
"You know I can never wait when it comes to you." He groaned. "Besides." He stepped back slightly so I could see all of him. "You think I can play as I am?" I looked down seeing his current... situation.
"Oh Tetsuro dear." I purred, walking over placing a hand over his hard crotch. I soon replaced this with my body, grinding into him as I carried on talking. "How's this, you sort yourself out and go to practice," he threw his head back but I forced him to look at me as I continued teasing the boy half to death, "and if your training goes well, I'll come see you after, the we can go back to my place and you my dear volleyball master, can do whatever your heart desires. Deal?" He groaned and I stopped my actions and began to walk away but he grabbed my wrist and ground his crotch into me, yearning for some kind of friction.
"Or we cut out the bit in the middle and go straight to yours?" He smirked.
"If we do that then you can't do whatever you want." I pouted "It's up to you." He sighed.
"Fine. But I expect you to do as your told and be a good girl tonight." I stepped away, bowing as I exited the changing room.
"Don't I always... Sir." I smirked before walking out. "Good girl. Yeh. Like that'll ever happen."
