Unhealthy obsession (Haikyuu AU)

Chapter 6

It was all over the news. In the newspaper. On the radio. On television. If they would have had a little more time it would even be on the billboard signs. The fans were wild through social media; someone had recorded it and uploaded it to YouTube. No matter where you looked, his client's face was on every magazine cover after he got into a fight with a paparazzi the night before, who knows why.

Tsukishima was about to riot. He was going to kill Kuroo. He didn't know how Kuroo could be so stupid. He pulled out his phone and dialed his number. The phone rang several times before someone answered.

"Yes?" Kuroo said in a sleepy voice.

"So..." Tsukishima said trying to get Kuroo to speak for himself.

"So... what?" Kuroo asked confused.

"Kenma-san has sent me an email, Oikawa-san has already signed all the papers," Tsukishima said keeping his calm as best as he could. "You start recording on Monday and it occurs to you TO PUNCH A PAPARAZZI FOUR DAYS BEFORE STARTING A NEW RECORDING, ARE YOU AN IDIOT?" he screamed, consumed with rage.

On the other side Kuroo jumped on the bed after the scream. He hadn't expected it, but Tsukishima had certainly made his wake up fully.

"Oh yeah," Kuroo laughed on the other end of the phone. "My knuckles still hurt, that guy's face was like a rock."

"Why can't you be like Oikawa-san? You're a horrible person, Kuroo-san," Tsukishima said, walking fast through Tokyo, avoiding the looks people were throwing at him after shouting in the middle of the street.

"Me?" Kuroo asked in a harsh voice. "I wasn't the one who was following a man and his boyfriend down the street at night, taking pictures and asking unwanted questions, y'know? Bokuto and I have a private life, and reporters—if you can call them that—should be aware that following a person goes against the fucking law, it's harassment," Kuroo said with deep contempt.

"You're a public person, Kuroo-san. You can't go punching people for taking photos, that's the life of a star like you," Tsukishima said scolding him but understanding that Kuroo was partly right.

"Then getting a punch in the nose is the life of a paparazzi like him, end of the fucking talk," Kuroo said angrily.

Tsukishima sighed and massaged the bridge of his nose. Kuroo was not someone easy to deal with, even less when his way of being was so given to provocation. He was someone sharp and wry and there was no one to stop him when an idea entered his head.

"I tend to forget why you were voted the worst mannered porn actor ever," Tsukishima muttered in defeat.

"I don't fucking care, Tsukki."

"Yes, I know, I'm aware of it," Tsukishima said. "Either way, you start on Monday. For fuck's sake, READ and SIGN the documents," he said emphasizing the important words.

"Yeah, yeah, I will," Kuroo said, regaining his usual tone. "I'm pretty excited to meet Oikawa."

"It seems like he's looking forward to meeting you too."

"Really?" Kuroo asked raising an eyebrow at the other end of the phone.

"Yep, Kenma-san told me that. Treat him well please, I don't want to start another fight with another porn actor. Sakusa-san was enough."

"His manager looks like a fucking idiot, I couldn't help it," Kuroo replied with a malevolent laugh.

"Ushijima-san is a good manager, he's an example of how things can go if you're good at what you do. So shut your fucking mouth," Tsukishima said defensively.

"He still looks like an idiot, how can a guy like that be the manager of a BDSM expert? It's absurd. But don't worry," Kuroo said with a smirk, "I'll treat Oikawa tenderly if he wants me to. But I doubt that."

Kuroo's voice had taken on a dangerous and seductive tone; his voice sounded raspy and eager and Tsukishima gave a shudder when he understood what he meant.

"I didn't mean— I mean treat him like a normal person, don't be rude. I know you're not rough when recording, I didn't mean that," Tsukishima said with red ears.

"I know, I was messing with you," Kuroo said with a laugh.

Tsukishima sighed. Kuroo was not a bad person. In fact, he was kind and caring enough if he wanted to. But it was rare to see Kuroo willing to be a nice person for once.

"Bye, Kuroo-san," Tsukishima said rolling his eyes before hanging up.

***

Oikawa's eyes shone behind his sunglasses and a smile appeared on his lips when he saw his co-star's face on the cover of Friday, the most famous Japanese gossip magazine. He didn't give it much thought before picking one up and opening it directly until he found the image, a low-quality screenshot taken from a video in which Kuroo slammed his fist into the nose of a man with a camera in hand. Next to Kuroo was a shocked man with gray hair and large expressive golden eyes: it was Bokuto Koutaro, Kuroo's boyfriend as far as Oikawa knew.

He pulled out his wallet to leave more money than necessary on the counter and turned to leave the bookstore reading the news.

"Let's go," Oikawa said to Iwaizumi as they left without looking up from the magazine.

Iwaizumi looked over his shoulder to see what he was reading with such concentration, and then he gave a snort accompanied by a wry laugh. "This is unheard of," his bodyguard said incredulously. "Is he trying to win the World's Most Asshole Dude of the year?"

"As defending champion, are you nervous?" Oikawa said sarcastically without even looking at him.

Iwaizumi resisted the urge to imitate the Kuroo in the image and punch Oikawa. He was supposed to protect him, not attack him, but sometimes it took a superhuman effort not to lose his temper and not slap him like he deserved. "You guys are one to one," he muttered.

Oikawa didn't reply. He just kept reading until he reached the black car with tinted windows where the driver was waiting for them. As soon as they both got in, the engine was started and they sped out of there.