Card Sharks

chapter 1

(an- hello! this chapter is pretty oikawa-centric but it'll alternate between everyone. enjoy. and for the best experience, listen to the song above.)

Oikawa pulled his shirt over his head and sighed. He glanced over at the sleeping figure next to him. Matsukawa. The two of them were lifelong friends and only recently became fuck buddies when bored. He grunted as he got to his feet, already wearing his boxers. He grabbed his cigarette pack on his nightstand and plucked one out of the box, putting it between his teeth. He barely waited until he was outside to light it.

He inhaled deeply, his head tilting back as the smoke hit the back of his throat and into his lungs. Sex and money were good, but money and a cigarette after sex was beautiful. He looked out on the city of Tokyo, absorbing the beauty of the lights and steady sound of bustling people. Even after 1am.

He stood outside for awhile, just him and his cigarette until he was finished with it and pressed the butt of it into the ashtray. Which was home to a concerning amount of cigarette butts. He huffed and made his way inside just as Matsukawa was exiting his room. His hair was tousled and his eyes were groggy from sleep.

"Good you're awake. Go home." Oikawa crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head to the side a little. He wanted to go to bed. All that did was earn a smirk from Matsukawa who walked over and placed his hands on Oikawa's slender hips.

"Don't be like that. Just say you're tired. No need to be so rude about it." Matsukawa chuckled, pressing a kiss to under Oikawa's jaw. Oikawa rolled his eyes and squirmed away from his friend.

"Ugh, you're being a jerk." he huffed and went into his room and slammed the door shut. He flopped onto the bed and sighed tiredly.

"I can't leave if my pants are in there."
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Kenma glanced at his cards and then the chips on the table. This was the first game of his night and he was ready. Kenma enjoyed few things in life.

Cards, video games, and silence.

"Two pair, ace over jacks." Kenma laid his hand out and groans were heard all around the table as the pudding head collected his winnings in chips.

"Well done, Ken-chan. I'd say you could go home with all that but..." Kenma looked up at Oikawa with a bored expression. Oikawa smirked in return at him. "It seems like you're just getting started. I'll leave you to it, I'm getting a drink." Kenma didn't respond as his friend left and the dealer began to set up a new game and new bets were placed in.

"Are you Kozume Kenma?" the sound of his full name startled the half blond into looking behind with. He had to look up at the figure, although, he didn't appear to be much bigger than Oikawa.

"Um...yes. Why do you-"

"I'm Kuroo Tetsurō. I'm the owner of the Black Cat. You're pretty well known around here, especially as a poker player." Kuroo stared down at him, taking in all his features. His nose was so small compared to his big amber eyes. His mouth was small too, lips a welcoming shade of pink.

"Oh...I didn't know. We're just about to start. Would you like to play?" he offered and Kuroo raised an eyebrow at him. He didn't even flinch when Kuroo said he was the casino owner. No regard for it. Kuroo couldn't tell if that pissed him off or made him more intrigued of the half blond.

"No thank you Kozume-san. I'm not-"

"Just Kenma. Just call me by my given name." Kuroo just stared at Kenma again, hiding his surprise behind his smirk. He shook his head and bowed slightly.

"Right, Kenma. Enjoy your game. I wish you well." as Kuroo was about to walk away from the table he winded up gently bumping into a tall figure behind him. The raven head turned around and met the playful gaze of Oikawa Torū.

"Kuroo-san. Always a pleasure to see you. If I had known you were talking to Ken-chan, I would've gotten you a drink." Oikawa wore a small polite smile. He knew when to be sly and when he needed to be on his best behavior.

"No thank you, Oikawa-san. Just wanted to meet the rather infamous poker player here. I know there's usually three of you though. Where is the other?" he was talking about Akaashi Keiji. Oikawa chuckled softly and set his drink on the table. He would return to it after Kuroo left.

"Kaash-chan? He's at work. He's the lead editor for Tokyo Shimbun. He only joins us when he's free which is rarer than Ken-chan and I would like." Oikawa pouted and watched as the game begun. He needed to get Kuroo's prying eyes off of Kenma so he could win the game in his way.

"Kuroo-san." Oikawa grabbed his drink and placed his hand on Kuroo's lower back to move him along. "Don't want to bother Kenma while he plays." he tilted the glass to his lips and he walked around the casino with Kuroo. "Who are those fine looking security guys near the slots and by the bar?" Oikawa was quick to start up a new conversation, he's perfected over the years.

"That's Iwaizumi Hajime and Bokuto Kōtarō. They're my most trusted men. Why? Has someone been giving you a problem?" his knuckles brushed against Oikawa's, whose lips were curling into a smirk. The brunet sighed shook his head, his arm falling back to his side with his glass in hand.

"No. Just thought they were attractive, although...you're definitely a looker yourself, Kuroo-san." Oikawa flirted, glancing over at Kuroo and then back in the direction they were walking.

'Good.' Oikawa thought, his eyes scanning around the room. 'He's away from Kenma.'

As Oikawa's eyes scanned around the room, they fell on a spiky dark- haired brunet, his muscular arms crossed over his chest. Their eyes locked and a sense of pride washed over Oikawa as the man's mouth opened a little and his eyes were wide. Oikawa smirked and winked at him as he brought his glass to his lips.

"That's Iwaizumi Hajime by the way. I have to go keep my eyes on everyone. I'm sure he would enjoy your company, Oikawa-san. Goodnight." Kuroo bowed slightly and Oikawa did the same as the casino owner walked away. He looked back over at Iwaizumi with that same smirk, heading in his direction.

Perhaps he'd have to leave Kenma in Kuroo's care for the night.