Not Your Fault

Chapter Four

Kenma woke up with a gasp, sitting up quickly and hitting his head against another person on his way up. He groaned and laid back down, moving his right hand to hold his head. A second voice let out the same groan. Kenma sat up slower this time and looked over at it, seeing the one person he really didn't want too at the moment.

"Kuroo? What are you doing here?" he looked over at his phone, alarm blaring but he never heard it. He reached his hand over to grab it and shut it off.

"I am always here to pick you up, you know that. Plus, your alarm clearly wasn't doing the job. I've been trying to wake you up for like ten minutes now." He laughed sheepishly and rubbed his head. "Come on, get up before we are late."

Kenma let out an annoyed groan, letting his upper half fall against the bed. His friend let out a chuckle and walked to the others bed, putting his right arm under his knees and his left arm on his upper back before gently but quickly picking him up in a bridal style. Kenma yelped and immediately hugged Kuroo as tight as he could.

"Kuroo Tetsurō, I swear to god put me down!" He gripped onto his shirt, threatening him.

"Or what Kitten?" He teased the younger male, starting to bounce and spin him around. He laughed at how weird Kenma was acting, he never got so panicked like this over something so small. He usually would just hit Kuroo's back or just roll his eyes and go with it. Kuroo stopped and looked at the red faced male with a raised eyebrow "Hey Ken, you okay?"

"Yes. Now please put me down." He looked away, mentally deciding that what happened in his dream was something to keep to himself. Kuroo sighed softly and set the small second year down on his feet.

"I'll be in the living room when you're done okay? Hurry though. We don't have a lot of time before we have to meet at the school." Kuroo messed up his hair and walked out of his room, shutting his door.

Kenma's knees became weak and he collapsed against the bed behind him. Sitting there for a minute to process what happened in the land of dreams. 'What was that? Never mind..' He got up and grabbed his clothes, a white shirt with a pair of red shorts and his red hoodie. He got undressed, starting with his shirt then moving lower. Socks and shoes were last before grabbing his brush that sat on his dresser to fix his bed head.

He grabbed his pajamas, his cords, his game console, and any last essential items he needed and put it in his bag. He brought everything he was taking to the camp, along with a pillow and blanket, and brought it to the living room, by the front door.

He walked into the kitchen, walking to his pantarty and grabbing a box of cereal before going to the fridge for the milk. He set both items on the counter before opening the dishwasher to get a bowl and spoon; starting to make himself a bowl of cereal.

"Are you hungry?" he looked over at the unusually quiet male on his couch, who shook his head softly.

"No, no. I'm okay. I ate right before I got here." He looked up and over into the kitchen, at the pudding head that was his best friend. "But thank you though."

Kenma nodded softly and grabbed his spoon, bringing it up to his mouth to take a bite of the cereal he just made before putting the milk and box away. He grabbed the bowl and started making his way out of the kitchen and to the dining room, practically sitting next to Kuroo. He ate until the bowl was empty.

Kuroo looked away and back at him, asking the one thing he was dreading to hear, "So, what was that dream about, hm? You looked like you were having a good dream, this is the first time I've ever seen you smile in your sleep. Should I be jealous?" He laughed wholeheartedly.

Kenma's face became a bright red as he turned his head so Kuroo couldn't see, thanking that his hair was the length it was and covered his face. "I don't remember.." he lied straight through his teeth.