Mute Swan (Haikyuu Gang au)

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-Third person point of view-

"You made me lose." Kenma harshly sneered as he threw his head back in the chair angrily, Kuroo couldn't help but chuckled at his antics. "How are you going to fix that...... anyways as I was saying... Can you take off your shirt please.." Kuroo pleaded oblivious as to how wrong he came off to Kenma.

Due to his facial expression Kenma made the assumption that that was not what Kuroo meant. "I'll just replace it and what??." Kenma replied simply as he slowly sat up.

"I would like to see something." Kuroo stated simply, Kenma gave him a disgusted look, "are you some type of pervert or something?" He sneered. Kuroo's face flushed red with embarrassment, "Ah! No! I- I- um just trust me?" He frantically pleaded out. Kenma eyed him carefully, he pursued his lips as he thought deeply. "If I remove my shirt completely...he'll see that....."

"What part do you want to see exactly?" Kenma asked him not breaking eye contact, Kuroo point to his chest and neck area.

Kenma shurgged and tugged his over sized long sleeve shirt down. Kuroo's eye widened, Kenma's face looked perplexed and then he realized, "fu-"

"Kenma are you.....?" "No I'm not sexually active if that's what you're asking me." Kenma sighed as he released his shirt and laying back in his couch.

"So then..." "Kuroo what do you want from me?" Kenma sighed as he got up looking for his PSP, "nothing Kenma I'm just concerned about you..." he sighed. Kenma flipped his head in Kuroo's direction, Kuroo sensing the state turn in that direction.

"You don't even know me." Kenma sneered as he went back to searching for his PSP. Kuroo took a deep breathe, "but I want to....." he mumbled, Kenma heard what Kuroo said but he simply chose to ignore it. Kenma found his PSP stashed away in the highest cupboard that he could barely reach.

"Now how did it get up there..." he groaned as he tried to reach for it. "Must've been Akaashi, he probably got Bokuto to hide it."

Kenma sighed as he turned to grab a chair he walked right into someone's chest. Kenma's eyes widen as his hands began to slightly shake.

This encounter reminding him of a day he would gladly give his soul to forget.

"Here you go." He heard Kuroo's firm and familiar voice, Kenma's breathing stabilized as he realized Daishou was nowhere near him. Kenma grabbed the PSP from his hand and mumbled out a small thanks. Kuroo watched as the small boy curled up into a ball on the couch and emerge himself into his game.

"......are you willing to talk about those marks?" Kuroo asked softly, Kenma tried to scan his face for any fake empathy but alas he could not find any. "I don't trust you so no." He stated blankly, not taking his eye off the game for a moment.. Kuroo furrowed his eyebrows, "this boy is a strange one indeed..."

Kuroo glanced at his phone and read the time "9:43pm" "alright Kenma time to sleep!" He chimed up as he clasped his hands together, Kenma gave him a 'dude what?' Type of glance and continued gaming, Kuroo frowned and snatched Kenma's game out of his hand causing Kenma to instinctively grab his arm and hold in a position where it would've been easy to break.

Kuroo's eyes widened, Kenma realized what he was doing and quickly let go of him. "My bad." He grumbled out as he decided to walk over to his screen shattered phone, Kenma stepped into some glass yet held no reaction to being pierced, instead he simply took a seat and sweeped the glass into his hand.

Kuroo, finally snapping out of his state of shock walked over to Kenma and gasped at the sight. Kenma's hands were bloody and so were his feet. Kuroo frantically rushed over to the door where he left his bag and grabbed some bandages, he came back to see Kenma picking glass out of his feet, expressionless.

He hurried over and began to clean and wrap Kenma's hand. Kenma had an amused smirk on his face, "for a gang member you sure are soft." He stated, Kuroo's face blushed red " is that a c-compliment?" He stuttered as he finished wrapping one hand.

Kenma raised a brow and replied "no."

Kuroo sighed and finished wrapping his hands, "alright now your feet!"

"No thanks they'll be fine" Kenma hummed as he got up and began to head towards his room, "where are you going" Kuroo called out. "To my room." "For what?" "My computer" Kenma's voice began to fade, Kuroo let out a sigh for what seemed to be the one thousandth time today.

He walked slowly over to Kenma's room and then walked in, it was complete mess, not a mess of clothes, not a mess of garbage, it was a mess of video games,broken screens, new boxes, unboxed controllers, along with anything technology related.

"What is all this..." Kuroo asked himself quietly as he stepped over it to avoid hurting himself, "it's my stuff what else." Kenma replied to him loudly as he turned on his Pc. "Oh crap he heard me..." Kuroo thought.

"Kenma, shouldn't you be asleep......" Kuroo stated as he took a seat on Kenma's bed. "I don't sleep" Kenma responded dryly... "well he's not one for conversations." Kuroo thought to himself, "can you at least try to sleep? Please...." He practically begged.

Kenma took a glance at Kuroo, he sighed "I can't sleep even if I wanted to." "And whys that?" "Insomnia"

Kuroo's eyes squinted as he try to sense any sort of emotion coming off of Kenma, alas there was none.. "Alright then Kenma I hope you try to sleep at least, I'll be heading out now. I suppose you'll be good on your own?" Kuroo asked him, Kenma gave him a quick thumbs up.

Kuroo sighed once more and took his leave, as he walked to his dorm he couldn't help but think,

"What an intriguing person that Kenma is"

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