Bandaids

Chapter 6

My legs were jello. My mouth was a pool. My crotch was a tap that had been left running. Images of the two of us flooded my mind. I couldn't move. I couldn't think of anything else but Tetsurou Kuroo running his long slender fingers through my whole body while whispering "you've been a very bad girl" in my ear. I inhaled sharply, desperate for air and looking for a way to get those images out of my brain. Kuroo was still staring at me with those hungry eyes, aroused even more after seeing the effect they had on me. The sly smirk was still dancing on his lips, making me go insane.

With the corner of my eye, I caught something moving behind Kuroo. Bokuto was finally standing up after being thrown to the ground by the black-haired boy, and he seemed furious. Kuroo, after witnessing the diversion in my attention, turned around and faced his friend.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT TETSUROU?!" Yelled Bokuto while caressing his sore shoulder.

"I had warned you earlier tonight to stay away from her, and you just didn't seem to listen. That's what it was."

"I can't believe you!" Rage was present in his voice as he paced rapidly towards Kuroo. "I didn't think you were being serious! I told you I liked her, so why would you prevent me from talking to her? What kind of friend are you?"

"I should be asking you the same thing, you idiot."

"Me?! What did I do now?! You're just jealous Tetsurou, admit it."

"Jealous of what?"

"OF ME, YOU JACKASS! You hate that girls would rather date me, you envy my eloquence and looks." Kuroo started laughing uncontrollably at Bokuto's accusation. "What are you laughing so hard at jerk?!"

"You're such an egocentric punk Bokuto. I'm sick of you not being able to tell when I'm joking or not, sick of telling you when to shut up because you can't read the room, SICK of you behaving like you're the hero of every story. Because guess what pal? You aren't."

A fist flew straight into Kuroo's face, digging deep into his nose. The black-haired boy lost his balance and fell to the ground on his ass, taking his hand instinctively to his swollen nose to confirm it was bleeding. Seeing his fingers painted a bright shade of red fired him up, and he almost jumped on top of Kotaro if it hadn't been for two other guys that had anticipated this outcome and were grabbing Kuroo by his armpits. Some other boys did the same thing with Bokuto, who didn't seem to have had enough.

Worried and tired of them fighting, I rushed to stand between the two boys before any of them managed to slip away from the guys holding them.

"STOP. BOTH OF YOU, STOP."

Their breathing was heavy and their eyes were lit with fury, but at least they had stopped wrestling their way out of the guys' grip and seemed willing to listen to me.

"Look at how pathetic you are right now. Go on, take a look at yourselves." I paused, giving them some time to calm down. I turned my gaze to Bokuto. "He is your friend, for God's sake. Don't punch him like a wild animal! You are supposed to be able to talk to him."

I turned around and faced Kuroo next.

"And you," I grabbed his chin and stared deep into his hazel eyes. "I don't belong to you. You don't get to decide with whom I can talk with, alright?" He was mad, I could tell almost to perfection.

"Alright, now let's settle this like normal and civilized people." I signaled the guys that had been holding them to let them go.

"Bo. Listen. Kuroo didn't want you talking to me because he is into me. And before you say anything like I saw you first, I'm sorry to tell you that you didn't. He and I met this morning, in the tournament. And since then we've been kind of hitting on each other. Now, I know that he should've said something," I fulminated Tetsurou with my eyes. "but please, make an effort to understand and forgive him." Kotaro looked to his feet and remained a few minutes in silence, thinking. Finally, while still looking at the ground, he nodded almost imperceptibly.
"Fine," he said quietly "I guess I misunderstood you, I'm sorry Tetsurou."