A KuroTsuki Story

A KuroTsuki Story

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As Tsuki got caught between the conflict of the underworld mafias, gangsters, and yakuzas, the strong attraction he felt towards a certain rooster head adds stress to his already conflicting heart. This is a story of Haikyuu characters set in an alternative universe wherein the teams are mafias, gangsters, and yakuzas. I am sorry if I can't capture the real personalities of the characters in my story. I am still trying to explore my writing skills and I am thankful for your consideration. The main pairing will be: Kuroo x Tsukishima Bokuto x Akaashi And some other ships. WARNING: THIS IS A YAOI. PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION. DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS MENTIONED HERE BELONGS TO THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR. I AM A FIRST TIME WRITER SO I MIGHT DISAPPOINT YOU WITH THE STORY.
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(Complete) Akaashi has only ever seen Bokuto like this once; when he thought the two of them were going to break up after Akaashi came out to his parents, and it didn't turn out the way they both would have liked. Reason after reason for Bokuto's mood ran through his head, though none seemed feasible. This wasn't just a shitty day at work. This wasn't a bad ending in a tv show, or a small argument with Kuroo. This had to do with him. "Bokuto, please, talk to me." He begged, his hands gripping the forearm of the upset boy, their eyes meeting and searching the other. Keiji's grip was firm, but not painful, however, to Bokuto, it still burned like a hellfire. "Keiji, when did you stop calling me Koutarou?" **** TLDR; the breakup-get-back-together fic that no one asked for but I made.

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