KuroTsuki - Remember me

-The Truth among Lies-

"Kuroo I can't find my life!" Bokuto, who was currently hanging off a tree branch, complained to his companion. Kuroo sighed and placed the book he had found in the forest down.

"For the last time Bro, I don't know where the hell Akaashi is." Kuroo turned around and looked up at Bokuto. Bokuto pouted and let his arms swing wildly, hitting Kuroo across the face. It didn't last very long as Kuroo had grabbed his arms and yanked him off the tree, Bokuto landed on his back with a harsh thud. Kuroo snickered at his friend's solemn expression.

"I can't function without Akaashi." He wheezed out, not bothering to move from his position on the floor.

"I'm offended bro. I thought we where a thing!" Kuroo kicked his legs out, his calves landing on Bokuto's stomach. The winged man grunted, "I can't help it and besides you're just as baaad."

"How?" Kuroo lifted his head to face him.

"You're always sighing for your glasses-kun."

"Tsukishima" Kuroo corrected softly.

Bokuto stood up, causing Kuroo's lower half to swing round uncomfortably, and beamed down at Kuroo, "Lets go find your Tsukki-ba-la-la and my Akaashi!"

Bokuto grabbed the front of Kuroo's kimono and pulled him to his feet, Kuroo yelped and gripped onto Bokuto's arms.

The two laughed at each other, no matter how dull they where feeling the other always managed to pull them back. Shifting with skilled ease, they travelled further into the centre of the forest. To the one place they knew best, every spirits birthplace. The fourth shrine of the Gods.

Fifteen where built in total, spread evenly across Japan. Placed where any wandering spirit could find them for refuge, now only three remained. The humans had grown in number and so like every population they spread and cleared land for industry.

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Sugawara Koushi sat crossed legged on the wood decking of one of the many balconies to the shrine. He had found a liking to meditating the past couple of centuries, it helped immensely with the headaches Bokuto would frequently give him. Sugawara looked out over the clearing laid out in front of him, it made him content to see the others at peace.

Aone Takanobu and Iwazumi Hajime where playing an intense game of Othello, Iwazumi barely winning. Oikawa Tooru and Kiyoko Shimizu lay side by side in a small patch of grass enjoying the morning sun, Sugawara giggled at Oikawa's extreme gaze on Iwazumi. It almost annoyed him that neither of them had confessed yet.

"They'll get around to it eventually."

Sugawara smiled and shook his head, "They'll be our age by the time they do more like."

Daichi Sawamura sat next to Sugawara, the black and gold fabric of his kimono pooling around him lapping over Sugawara's grey.

"Perhaps you should talk to Iwa. Give him your insight." Sugawara chuckled. Daichi gave him an amused look, "And what? Tell him the 'epic' story of how I confessed to my crush"

"Yes." Sugawara nodded sharply. Daichi laughed deeply and nudged Sugawara's shoulder with the palm of his hand gently.

"You just want them to get together because you can't wait to boast about your 'prophesising' skills to Akaashi."

"Not true... but they are always right." Sugawara whipped his head round and pointed a finger at Daichi, "and you confessing proved it further."

Daichi only continued to laugh, Sugawara pouted and shuffled over to Daichi sitting heavily in his lap. He barely moved as Sugawara made himself comfortable.

"I'm only teasing Suga."

Sugawara shook his head and closed his eyes, crossing his arms and pointing his chin upwards. Daichi scoffed at Sugawara's childish response, gently taking his face in his hands. Daichi softly placed his lips on Sugawara's, smiling into the kiss.

"Better?" He asked.

Sugawara hummed in agreement and wrapped his arms around Daichi's shoulders, "It will be if you give me another."

Just as Daichi pulled him in, a loud crash followed quickly by a girly scream interrupted them. Sugawara jumped in Daichi's arms and peered over the balcony.

Bokuto and Kuroo lay cackling on the floor covered in leaves and debris. Daichi gently stood and face palmed at Oikawa. Only Oikawa could release a scream that girly.

Daichi's crow like wings bristled, annoyance was clear on his face, "Those Idiots."

Sugawara stood and stifled a laugh, "Indeed."

Daichi and Sugawara walked side by side down one of the many staircases, when they reached the end Sugawara stopped a couple of steps before the bottom. Daichi stopped and turned around, now looking up at Sugawara.

"What's wrong?" Daichi asked softly. Sugawara pouted pulled on his shoulders, "You still owe me a kiss."

Daichi went back up a step, placing his hands-on Sugawara's waist. Their lips slotted together.

"That was more than just a kiss Suga." Daichi rested his forehead against Sugawara's, breathing slightly heavier.

"Whoops" Sugawara grinned at Daichi.

"AKAAAASHEEE!" Bokuto's loud voice travelled from outside and into the shrine. Sugawara and Daichi laughed quietly, Bokuto was helpless. To their left Akaashi smoothly made his way out of the old library and down the steps to the courtyard.

"I'll go deal with him." He didn't look in their direction, but they knew he was talking to them.

Bokuto jumped off the floor and enveloped Akaashi in a bear hug, "You were gone forever!"

"It was two hours Bokuto-san." Akaashi sighed as Bokuto sobbed into his neck. Kuroo, who was still on the floor, leaned his cheek on his hand, "He had resorted to annoying me. That's how sad he was."

Oikawa scoffed and stood, "It's almost funny how lost Bokuto is without Akaashi."

"Shut up Shittykawa, you're worse when I leave." Iwazumi chimed in, not looking up from the board.

"Rude! Iwa-chan, I am not." Oikawa countered placing his hands on his swayed hips.

"I'm not wrong though."

***

It was long after dark that the noise finally dropped to its peaceful state. Oikawa and Kuroo had bickered for multiple hours, Kuroo of course was just antagonising Oikawa the entire time.

Kuroo stood at the archway to his room, the night air floated in gently ringing the small bells that hung on the ceiling. He heard footsteps approach, he recognised them as Sugawara's.

"You're up late." Sugawara remarked, "I thought your squabble with Oikawa would've worn you out."

Kuroo smirked at Sugawara and shook his head, "It doesn't require much effort to argue with Oikawa. He does all the talking for you." They stood in a comfortable silence, looking out into the dark silhouettes of the trees. A small flicker of white flew across the treetops caught Kuroo's eye. It looped and swerved closer and closer to the sanctuary. Sugawara noticed it when it's outline was just visible in the moonlight.

"What is that?" Sugawara stepped out of the window and onto one of the thick wooden planks of the pergola below. Kuroo soon followed, his steps light on the wood. With cat like steps Kuroo leaped from beam to beam until he reached up and caught the flying white object.

Sugawara watched closely as Kuroo turned to face him, a neatly folded paper plane in his hand.

With shaky hands Kuroo unfolded the plane until it was flat in his hands. There in the middle of the paper, in neat handwriting, where the words of a lonely wanderer. The words Kuroo had yearned to earn from a boy of the moon.

Sugawara smiled at the bliss look on Kuroo's face. He didn't need to ask because, like before, he secretly knew the truth behind Kuroo's lies.