Ready, Set.

Forms

I stormed into the gymnasium, I'd told off Kenma and now it was time to focus on volleyball. I hoped he'd still come set for us, but I couldn't contain it anymore. He was driving me crazy and he needed to know it.

Yama was already doing tosses with Lev and ShoHei. I sauntered over and tried not to look guilty,

"I saw Kenma on my way here," Lev said. "He says he'll bring the forms in the morning." I was relieved. I hadn't ruined our shot at a great year. And Kenma being able to read this team like an open book would only benefit us in the long run.

"That's good." I shrugged. And began recieving with the boys.

"Kuroo, saw you harassing a certain genius setter in the halls." Inaka. What a piece of garbage with legs.

"I'm sure Oikawa wasn't paying a visit to Nekoma, let alone picking fights with me." I tried to push the conversation to friendly banter, but he gripped onto Levs shoulder, he wasn't taller than Lev, but the boy slouched and being bent in position there was nothing he could do but cower under the third year.

"Funny, but we both know Oikawa doesn't have much going on in the genius category." Inaka wasn't wrong but, still he tightened his grip on Lev.

"Why can't we move on?" Yama sighed.

"We can, I just wanted to make sure we weren't losing a star setter because someone's developed feelings." Inaka spat, letting go of Lev and patting his shoulder roughly.

"No feelings, just a misunderstanding. He's coming to morning practice." I said. Please be at morning practice Kenma.

"Good, we all know skinny and quiet is your type." Inaka smirked before returning to his gaggle of hoodlums. What a year it'll be without them here.

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Kenma threw himself on his bed, grabbing his pillow and curling his body around it he screamed into it.

Kuroo had said he was teasing him, well teasing was cornering him and kissing him and then telling him to fuck off.

Kenma wanted to play with those boys again though, and Kuroo wasn't going to stop him. But he wasn't going to get told off for teasing without doing some teasing first.

He pulled open his closet and pulled out a graphic shirt with a cat on it, he knew his eyes matched the designs almost perfectly. He'd been told a million times, but more importantly this shirt was stretched around the neck enough to slink off one shoulder at a simple shrug. Then he pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans, they'd make him look a bit fuller than he looked today.

He planned out his morning, but this including thinking about kuroo and that brought its own problems that needed solving, but a quick lock of the door and Kenma could solve that problem now.

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"Kuroo, it's a bit late to be getting home" my mom shouted. Yama smiled and walked in ahead of me,

"Oh I'm sorry mom." He said. She shrieked before laughing and hugging Yama, it was impossible for her to be mad at him. She'd loved him more than she'd loved me growing up.

"Yamamoto, this seems only fitting he's late when with you." She turned back to her book and sank into the chair. She was an avid reader, my father was a fly on the wall when she was in a book. I wasn't even visible when she put her nose between two pages.

Looking at her now I saw how beautiful she was though, her black hair tied up in a knot on her head, she wore a huge cardigan that wrapped her up into her own world.

"We're gonna go watch tv, Yama has to stay since his parents aren't back from vacation and he's afraid of the dark." He smacked me.

"I'm not afraid of the dark, I'm afraid of you breaking into my house and turning off the lights." He laughed and we tumbled upstairs and into my room.