The Introverted Kitten's First Date

Ask, Avarice, And Ameliorate

"Oy, Kenma, when's the last time you saw Chibi-Chan?" Kuroo interrogated absentmindedly, tying his shoes. It was quite the mundane day, nothing really happening.

"Oh. I think it was just last night when we facetimed," Kenma explained. "Just talked a little bit about our day." There was a morsel of joy in his tone while he muttered, causing Kuroo to quirk an eyebrow.

As the two friends were the only ones left in the changing room, with the bombast of Inuoka and Lev backed up by the restive tone of Yamamoto in the background, they frequently chattered with little between them, and this was usually when they spent a bit more time together other than the few times Kenma had reluctantly agreed to hanging out during times other than school.

"You know, you used to be really obdurate," Kuroo observed, standing up and patting some sort of thing off of his shorts; what they were, however, was unknown to Kenma. "Unfeeling, by the way."

"I know what it means," Kenma sighed, brushing a little hair out of his face. "I've had to deal with your unusual vocabulary my whole life."

"Unusual?" Kuroo gasped under the pretense of offense. "My Dearest Kenma, how could you say such a thing to your best friend?"

"You've heard worse. Now, come on," Kenma swiftly transitioned, standing up himself. "We gotta practice."

"Since when have you been into practice?" Kuroo questioned, following his shorter friend. "Last time I checked, you'd been actively avoiding practice in favor of fervently playing those old-fashioned videogames."

"God, Kuroo, just cause you use vocabulary that sounds like you write with a quill in the 1700's doesn't mean you have to act like one," Kenma quipped, though there seemed to be a little bit of frustration in his tone.

Kuroo was genuinely curious this time around as he spoke with a little more concern, "Something wrong, Kenma? You seem tense."

"Oh, really?" Kenma snapped, furrowing his eyebrows, before realizing his sudden change in tone. "Sorry. I didn't mean to be like that."

Kuroo simply brushed it off, having been accustomed to the emotional constipation in terms of social interaction that Kenma could sometimes display, "It's fine. You need to talk about it?"

"No, it's fine...Lev's just been frustrating me," Kenma dismissed quietly, walking onto the court in his normal reserved, observant manner. "Not much else."

"Sounds like something else, if you ask me," Kuroo muttered. "Something wrong with Chibi-Chan? After all, a whole week of you two being together ruined after being sick seems like it'd annoy you."

Kenma blinked, turning to Kuroo a little bit. He was a little bit surprised that he had been able to read him so easily, though with how he genuinely trusted him to the point where he had opened up to it, he shrugged, understanding.

"I...I guess," he whispered, his eyes darting between Kuroo and the floor. "I just feel like...I haven't really done too much. I mean, I haven't even gone on a date with him."

"Ooh," Kuroo smirked. "So you're trying to get a date with Chibi-Chan? D'ya need help from your resident romance guru?"

"You had one crush and she broke up with you in first grade."

"Rude!" Kuroo scoffed, a lighthearted laugh following it. "Seriously, though, have you brought it up with Hinata? I'm certain he'd be dying to go out with you. There's no way he hasn't realized it also. Who knows? Maybe he's talking about this with Kageyama as we speak."

"There's no way. Now, could you stop getting into my relationship?" Kenma requested. "You know what's wrong, and I don't think you should have to shoulder the burden of my love troubles."