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Kenma Kozume (Haikyuu) *Smile*

A/N: Hiya everyone! Just a little note before we start, you have a brother and his name is Kohaku. I'm gonna be completely honest with you guys and tell you it's simply because I don't want to write (b/n) and (b/n/n) (<- brothers nick name) a bunch. Sorry Author-Chan is a bit lazy but my head is to the brim with ideas and I haven't been sleeping well because of it. ALSO! I almost made this two parts but I couldn't find a decent place to split it so here's one massive one shot for my little Neko =^*^=

You sat in your room, knees held to your chest, arms wrapped around them, chin resting on your knees, and your (e/c) eyes just stared at the tv that was turned off in your room.

"(L/n)-san, we ended up filling the spots with second years already. Maybe next year!"

You mentally sighed as you buried your face in your legs. Your brother, Kohaku, stood at the foot of the steps in your home and bit his nail nervously. He didn't know what to do. How do you console someone who just got rejected from their favorite sport simply because of their year? (Y/n) loved to play (sport) [I'm not gonna be a dictator and choose volleyball. It's your story after all ^_^] and was always practicing to be the best. It was your first year at Nekoma High and you were determined to join the team and even made Kohaku assist with practice numerous times late into the night. All that hard work you put in was thrown down the drain the moment the coach told you second years were the reason you didn't make the team.

It wasn't because they were better in skill or height or build. It was simply because the captain wanted the second years to have a chance. You came home after hearing the news and walked in with this blank stare on your face. You gave simple responses and didn't eat dinner. Your family grew worried about you but they weren't the only ones. Two of your best friends, Tetsuro Kuroo and Kenma Kozume were also worried. Everyone always asks you why you chose to hang out with the odd pair considering Kuroo was always trying to hit on you and your other friends, and all you and Kenma ever did was play co-op games together. You hadn't told them about your intentions to try out for the team, simply because if you didn't make it, you didn't want a pity party. But the news hit harder than expected. So here you sat. Pity party of one please.

After a week had passed, Kohaku had run out of options. You weren't sleeping well, your appetite was almost completely gone, and you didn't leave your room except for school, the bathroom, or errands you had to run. You even left your game downstairs to ignore all the requests Kenma kept sending. He was worried about you more now than ever before. With a heavy groan, Kohaku quickly rushed out the front door and two blocks down the street. As Kohaku stood in front of a different house now, he could hear the faint sound of games on a tv as he knocked.

Kuroo came to the door and tilted his head a bit with a wide grin, "Aye Ko! What brings you around? Is (Y/n) with you?"

Kuroo looked behind Kohaku but didn't see anybody, "That's what I came to talk about. I need you and Kenma to come talk to her."

Kuroo furrowed his brows and stepped to the side to let him in, ushering him to the living room.

"Is it (Y/n)?" Kenma asks, though he never averts his gaze from the game he's playing.

"Nah it's Ko. He said something is going on with (N/n)." Kuroo explained simply as he and Kohaku joined Kenma on the couch.

Kenma surprises the other two males beside him by putting his game on pause and looking up at Kuroo, "What do you mean?"

Kuroo had to take a moment to process what he'd just seen. His best friend Kenma just paused his game. No threats. No bribes. No eminent danger lurking over his head. So why did he suddenly just stop like that?