Forgiveness

The front door opened and I glanced over, quickly wiping the tears from my eyes. Arthur walked in first and I dropped my gaze down to my plate, still chewing. "Oh, um… I expected you to still be in your room. Do you uh… want us to leave?" Arthur asks and I shrug, turning my glance away- I was still chewing. "Okay…" Arthur mumbles, seeming to be a bit confused and not knowing what to think- he just stood there, staring at me, the usual 'what do I do now' Arthur behavior. I couldn't help but snort- At least some things never changed, Arthur was still a dumbass who would sit there and stare at you for hours if he felt like you were in a bad mood and he wanted to make it better, but he didn't want to push you. I gesture to the kitchen, raising an eyebrow at him- he hesitantly goes to the kitchen, grabbing a plate and making himself a nice portion of the alfredo. "Oh hell yeah, it's the Gucci for me." Arthur mumbles and I can't help but crack a half-hearted smile- yeah, he was still Arthur, the resident rich dumbass. I cover my mouth as I start shaking, my mouth still full as I try holding back my laughter. "Eh? What's wrong?" Arthur asks as he turns to me, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm laughing, can't swallow because of your dumbass self." I say around my mouthful, Arthur seeming pleasantly surprised. "Spitters are quitters, Kiki. You better swallow." Arthur says and I choke, unable to help my laugh. "God damn it Arthur, shut your dumbass up and quit making me laugh before I choke." I say, Arthur cracking his own joyful, relieved smile. "Choking is good though, don't you know? Gotta give that slop top gaga 3000. Make it a slurpathon." He says, making me laugh even harder- there was no way I could swallow now. "Oh my fucking god, literally, shut your nasty ass up. I'm trying to eat! You fuckin' dumbass!" I laugh, dropping my head down as Arthur starts laughing too. "Oh come on Kiki, you know me. This dirty dumbass never shuts up, you just gotta encourage me the right way or kick my ass until I shut up." Arthur says as I finally manage to swallow my bite, grinning up at him. "I dunno, kicking your ass till you shut up sounds pretty damn appetizing right now." I say, Arthur snorting as he comes and sits across from me. "There's the Kiki we all know and love." Arthur says, flashing me a smile though I gather myself another bite.

"I'm still mad at you, don't get me wrong." I say honestly and Arthur nods, his smile faltering as he glances at the door. "But… I understand. It just… it hurts. We promised each other, you know? Sure, you didn't lie… but you hid the truth. That hurts just as much as a lie, especially when I love and trust you. I'll forgive you… but that doesn't take the pain away, for anyone. So… do yourself a favor and let me eat in peace." I say, Arthur nodding as he starts digging into his plate- he lets out a soft groan. "Oh yeah, it's the Gucci for me." He mumbles past his bite, a faint smile on his face as he chews. "It's kicking your ass if you don't shut the fuck up for me." I tease, making Arthur laugh on his bite as he covers his mouth. "God damn it, Kiki! I'm trying to eat." Arthur laughs, making me crack a smile as I raise an eyebrow at him. "I thought you said choking is a good thing, something about… what was it? That slop top gaga 3000 slurpathon?" I tease, making Arthur laugh even harder as he shakes his head. "Oh my fucking god, never say that again. Never say that again- I swear to god, Kiki. I'm literally about to choke." Arthur laughs, making me laugh even more at his reaction.

"Arthur is gonna choke?" Kuroo asks as he steps into the house, though I fall silent as I drop my gaze to my plate. "I shit you not, Kiki just said 'slop top gaga 3000 slurpathon'. I'm literally about to fucking die." Arthur laughs, though Kuroo does his signature hyena laugh as he comes and sits beside Arthur. "You've got to be kidding me, she really said that?" He asks, smiling at Arthur who nods enthusiastically. "She said what?" Suna asks as he comes in with a bag, bringing it to the kitchen. "She said 'slop top gaga 3000 slurpathon'." Arthur says, making Suna laugh as he sets the bags down. "I'm sure it would've been funnier with context." Kozu says as he appears beside me, offering me a bouquet of roses. "Oh… um… thank you." I say sheepishly, taking the roses as I glance up at him. "No problem." He says, leaning down and kissing my forehead softly. "Darnit… you make it so hard to stay mad at you." I sigh, Kozu offering me a sweet, knowing smile as he sits to my left. "Of course I do." Kozu says, making me smile as I turn back to my plate and shove my food around. "I took pictures of Millie for you." Suna says and I perk up as he comes over, taking the seat to my right.

"Here." He says, offering me his phone which has a whole album of pictures of Millie for me. "Aw… She's so friggin' precious, I swear." I coo, turning into goo as I scroll through the pictures Suna had taken. "So um… you remember everything now?" Suna asks and I glance up at him, looking back down at his phone. "I… think so? I mean, I don't think there's any more gaps." I mumble as I furrow my eyebrows, thinking over it in my head. "So you remember multiple near death experiences, America, coming back, Valentines, so on so forth?" Arthur asks and I shrug, gathering myself a bite. "No, no, pretty sure I don't remember the part where I kick your ass on multiple occasions. Maybe I should take a quick refresher." I chide, making Arthur snort as he rolls his eyes. "Well, there's no way to tell what you might be missing still." Arthur mumbles and I slowly nod, fiddling with my fork. "I guess you're right, I mean… I think I got everything, but there's no way to tell. Guess I'll have to be paranoid of gaps in my memory forever." I say, though I start feeling strange- I furrow my eyebrows, putting my hand to my temple. "You okay?" Suna asks, my body feeling light as I sway back.

This time, it's different. I feel dark and icky, groggy and sick- I was restrained. I feel a sharp pain in my left arm, something is stabbing in. "Oh, you're awake. Just a moment, I need to take this out." A familiar voice- the man's- chuckles darkly, though I bolt awake in a cold sweat. I gasp desperately for air, my hand flying to my throat as my whole body trembles. "Hey, are you okay?" Arthur asks, though my mind is racing- what the fuck was that? I- I thought I had all my memories, but… did that ever happen? What- What was… My arm, my implant? Was he going for my implant? I jerk my sleeve up, my eyes searching the skin- it didn't look any different than before. I put two fingers on the site, feeling around- it was still there. "Kiki? What's up? Talk to me?" Arthur says and I stare in confusion- it was there, it felt the same. "I… I don't… I… I wasn't… kidnapped by the man… Not, like, kidnapped, kidnapped… right?" I mumble as I look up at Arthur, feeling my heart pounding and my body feeling clammy. "There was the car ride, the street run…" Arthur says, though this- this felt real, this felt vivid. This felt like I had lived this moment, like I felt everything about it- it was strange.

"When you were discovered in the car crash, it was only you and you were immediately taken to the hospital." Arthur says and I shift lightly, my eyes dropping down to my arm. "Oh… strange…" I mumble, though Arthur comes over, taking my hand and searching my eyes. "Kiki… what did you see?" Arthur asks and I rub the back of my head, still feeling pretty icky and sick. "I… it was different this time? I… I woke up in… I don't even know, it was… dark and icky, I felt groggy and sick… I was restrained and… the man… he was… he was taking it out… my implant." I say, lifting my arm again and looking at it, confused. "But… I was never kidnapped by the man?" I say, though Arthur takes my arm, feeling my implant as he seems confused. "I don't know. This is… strange… different… but it was the man… I know it." I mumble, Arthur looking me in the eyes, seeming just as confused as me. "The man never straight out kidnapped you after he learned you were in Japan… There's no way that happened. Maybe… maybe it was just a dream? The implant is still there." Arthur asks and I slowly nod, pressing my lips together. It had to be a dream, right? I mean, it felt real…

But it didn't fit in anywhere in my memories and Arthur said I hadn't been kidnapped, so… "A dream… right…" I mumble, mostly trying to convince myself that it wasn't real. "Did you see anything else?" Suna asks and I glance over at him, seeing he was sitting on the edge of my bed. "Huh? Oh… it… it only lasted for a couple seconds… I just… exactly what I said. I woke up, it was icky and dark, I felt groggy and sick… I was restrained and he was stabbing into my arm, taking my implant out. He… he said 'Oh, you're awake. Just a moment, I need to take this out.' Then I woke up." I say, though Suna and Arthur look at each other. "That's it?" Arthur asks, though I furrow my eyebrows. "Well… Yeah. It felt real, I mean… it felt vivid. I still feel pretty gross." I say, though Suna hums softly as he lays down beside me, pulling me into his arms. "You passed out for an hour… you were shaking and screaming… you seemed pretty terrified." Suna says and I furrow my eyebrows, not knowing what he meant. "But… it never happened, right? So why… why would I? I don't understand…" I mumble, though being in Suna's comforting arms lulls me into a peaceful sleep.

"Are uh… Are you sure I should do this?" I ask Arthur quietly, sparing him a glance as he grins, giving me two big thumbs up. "Oh yeah, You should definitely do this. Aima already gave you the thumbs up and told Lev to purposely get everyone to stare at your ass. They consider it a prank on the captain, it's totally gonna piss him off." Arthur cackles, smacking my hand away as I try pulling down my skirt. It was the same skirt as the one Kuroo had torn and destroyed- I was wearing it with a red short sleeve turtleneck crop top, a fitted black blazer, white thigh high socks and black heels. He had styled my hair in a smooth ponytail, letting my bangs hang free and even curling them to frame my face. I had gone for a light, more mature makeup look, wearing my black rimmed glasses as well. "It's gonna get me thoroughly pounded." I grumble, though I hear the squealing of girls inside the gym. "That's the point. Now, get your ass in there and claim your man." Arthur purrs as he opens the door, giving me a wicked grin. I sigh, slipping into the gym and tucking myself tightly against the wall. The room was filled with frantic girls, all of them squealing and fanning over Kuroo and Kozu.

They had said they were getting popular, but I didn't expect it to be this bad. They didn't really have a manager to shoo them away and Kuroo was too busy being the captain and resident manager to shoo them off. Plenty of girls had reached out and tried to apply, though it was obvious they were just fangirls hoping to get closer to Kuroo and Kozu. I had been surprised to learn that Nekomata had personally reached out to me in hopes that I would be able to help, especially since the fan girls were getting out of hand and it was starting to stress Kuroo out. I didn't exactly feel good knowing all these girls were bothering them and getting in the way of their practice, considering they had to apologize for every stray ball and the girls were crowding all the free space. I make my way over to Nekomata's chair, sliding behind the crowd of rowdy fan girls. He managed to maintain his own free square, sparing a cold glare to any girl who would dare step in. "Nekomata, sir." I say as I slide up beside him, though he looked pleasantly surprised to see me. "Suzuki-san, I thought I'd never hear from you." Nekomata chuckles, holding his hand out as we share a firm shake.

"I had some personal business to take care of, I just recently got to listen to your voicemail. I came as soon as I could to offer my assistance." I say professionally, maintaining eye contact with him as his grin spreads. "I had a feeling you'd be perfect for the job. As you can see, we've been having a fan problem. Considering you aren't panting and drooling, I think you'll do just fine." Nekomata says and I crack a smile, nodding my head. "Give me just five minutes and I'll get all this trouble off your neck." I say and he raises an eyebrow at me, seeming intrigued. "As long as you're within reason… please, feel free to reign them in." Nekomata says, giving me the ledger before I offer him a sweet smile and step away. I walked along the sidelines of the gym, in the area that was sectioned off for members only- the only line the girls hadn't crossed. I turn to the girls, put my fingers between my lips and whistle as loud as I can. The gym falls silent as I feel all eyes turn to me, though I set my palm on my hip and point out at all the girls. "Listen here, squealing guinea pigs. Unless you have a sensible reason to be here, leave, now." I call out to all the girls, setting my hand on my hip.

"Now, before you go throwing a hissy fit, I want you to shut the hell up and listen. You have been an inconvenience to the members of this club for far too long. There is absolutely no reason you should be screaming, squealing and getting in the way of their practice. I understand- oh my gosh, hot boys doing fancy moves with a ball, whatever shall I do but swoon? Well, princess- do it on your own time! Do you know how ridiculous you look, bothering their designated practice time? Because that's exactly what you're being- it's utterly ridiculous that I have to come from another school to tell you how much of a bother you're being. If you really value this team and their work, you will leave right now and give them their practice time back. If you think you're all high and mighty for whatever reason, let me tell you this now- I will lock this gym down, I will drag you out and I will personally guarantee that you never see a match again." I say, the girls all mumbling against themselves as I cross my arms. "I'm the Nekoma manager, I'm telling you this right now… Get out, stop being a bother and go pester someone else." I say, tapping my foot as I raise an eyebrow.

"Or I can go get the principal and start handing out suspensions, maybe I'll grab my lawyer and start handing out restraining orders. You know how crazy people would think you are if you had a restraining order against you at your age? Good luck finding a new school and a job with that on your record. Is all this ridiculousness worth that?" I say, though the girls start filling out one by one. I watch, making sure every last girl funnels out before I set the net back in place to keep the balls in. I then walk around the gym, making sure nothing was left behind before I grab the team water bottles and fill them up in the fountain. I head back to the bench, setting them down and taking a seat. I got settled in, looking over the club journal Nekomata had given me. Wow, Kuroo's handwriting was actually really nice and easy to read- a bit bold, but by no means sloppy or heavy. It kind of suited him, elegant and refined, but by no means weak. It was… manly. Wait, was I really thinking this about his handwriting? No, I was supposed to be seeing what he filed down- for the most part it seemed it was an activity book where he recorded what exercises, practices and cleanups the member did.

Okay… so just keep track of what all they did today. Okay. Easy enough- "Question." Kuroo asks, making me jump out of my skin as I hadn't noticed his approach. "Yes, Kuroo?" I ask, sliding onto my feet and beginning to walk around the edge of the gym, watching the team. They were watching us, though Yaku was making Lev focus on practicing his receives. "Do you enjoy fucking with me?" Kuroo asks and I pause, glancing back at him. "Are you looking for a real answer? Usually my answer would be yes, but I have a feeling you're talking about something else." I say, raising an eyebrow at him as I give him a slight teasing smile. "I specifically told you not to wear that skirt in public." Kuroo growls lightly and I hum, my smile turning into a grin. "Ahh…" I say, turning away and continuing to walk along the gym. "Ahh?" Kuroo asks, sounding a tad frustrated- I could feel his gaze burning down on my ass as he practically follows on my heels. "You must not remember that I told you that you don't control me. I can wear what I want." I say, offering Kuroo a teasing smile over my shoulder as he snarls. He pins me with a heated glare, making me tingle and giving me a thrill all over.

"Besides, it's a different skirt. You tore the other one, remember? So it's technically not the skirt you're talking about." I say, Kuroo's eye twitching as he lets out an animalistic snarl. "I think you knew what I meant, Kitten. That style of skirt is forbidden in public." Kuroo says and I shake my head, sighing softly. "So I'm not allowed to wear professional skirts? Come on, Kuroo- it's classy." I say, taking note that Kenma was practicing his toss- he had been warned about the plan, though he seemed pretty happy about the skirt, too. "No, that's sexy. Classy is fine- short and sexy skirts are not fine. You know how many people are going to be looking at your ass when you wear skirts like that? What if they try something? You're in public for Christ's sake." Kuroo says and I spare him a glance, seeing he looks mildly irritated. "You'll protect me, won't you? I mean, we're just in a gym with your other club members. It's not like I'm walking the streets naked." I say, turning back to look ahead. "Aren't you supposed to be doing captain things anyways?" I ask, Kuroo clicking his tongue. "Of course I'll protect you, but that's besides the point." Kuroo grumbles, crossing his arms and grimacing.

"Then I see no problem." I chime, Kuroo groaning in frustration as he scowls at his teammates. "Do you enjoy having my team stare at your ass?" Kuroo hisses, giving me an exasperated look. I pause, turn around and look up at Kuroo- he pauses, practically chest to chest with me as he stares down at me. "If it gets you like this… maybe I do." I whisper softly, his gaze lighting on fire as he huffs. "You know what? I changed my mind. You should wear that skirt more often- you should wear it tomorrow, that way everyone can see the handprints I leave on your thighs tonight, they might even get a peek at the bruises on your ass from the pounding I'm going to give you- that's if you can get out of the bed tomorrow morning." Kuroo says, though my whole body feels like it caught on fire from the thrill. "You asked for a punishment, Kitten… I hope you can keep up." Kuroo purrs, sliding one of his hands to my thigh and grinning mischievously down at me. "Ahaha… If I apologize will you go easy on me?" I ask sheepishly, Kuroo's grin spreading as he gently strokes my cheek. "No, Baby Girl, I won't. It's very cute of you to try, though." Kuroo chimes, walking away with a big grin.

"Okay, let's take a 15 minute break." Kuroo calls, clapping his hands as his team members disperse and split off into their own little groups. I had just refilled their waters, so I got to work documenting the activities they did, wiping and collecting the balls they had been using. Kuroo had given them a vigorous training, stating that they needed it now that all the girls had gone- though I had a feeling that he was doing it because he didn't want them staring at me. They were all sweaty and panting by the time he called for the break, though the court had sweat spots on it, too. "Hey, you're- hah, Kuroo's girlfriend, right?" Yaku asks as I walk over to the storage closet, him following beside me. "Um… I honestly don't know. I think so, but… I'm also Kozu's? I think? It's complicated." I say, peeking into the dark storage closet and glancing around. "Oh… that does sound kind of complicated. What are you looking for?" Yaku asks and I step in the closet, doing another look over. "The mops… the ground is really sweaty, I wanted to give it a quick clean before you guys got back from your break." I say, Yaku humming as he walks into the closet, dipping off to the left.

"They're over here, come on, I'll grab one and help you too." Yaku says and I follow after him, seeing the mops hanging on the wall. "Oh, thank you." I say, taking one of the mops as he takes another one, both of us heading back out to the gym. "I honestly thought Lev was bullshitting." Yaku snorts and I take off my heels before I step on the court, beginning to mop up all the sweat buildup. "About?" I ask, Yaku joining me as I glance out the doors- most of the boys were on the front steps, talking and soaking up the nice breeze to cool off. The other boys were sitting around the bench, drinking their water bottles- Kozu was leaning against a wall, playing his Switch. "Well, we've heard about you, you're the infamous Tiny Dancer he always talked about. He was really obsessed with you." Yaku says and I shift lightly, dropping my gaze. "Oh… Yeah…" I laugh awkwardly, feeling a bit put off by the nickname though I brush it off. "I thought he was bullshitting when he said that Kuroo was actually with you. I mean, technically you're with him and Kenma- I think? but… I always thought that you would be with Kenma." Yaku says, making me curious as I glance at him.

"Not to say that I didn't think Kuroo had a chance- he was determined, he always pestered Kenma about you, he was always talking about you and obsessing with you… but I thought Kenma had a better chance since you always seemed closer to him, never really with Kuroo. I'm not surprised that it's complicated between the three of you, but… I'm surprised it's not a big fuck fest." Yaku chuckles and I offer him a sheepish smile, nodding my head. "Well, there's one more person… It's complicated for me, too. Half the time I think they're just accommodating for me, it makes me feel kinda… guilty. Like I'm being greedy and selfish." I say, dropping my gaze down to the court as Yaku chuckles, leaning his head on the mop handle. "I'd say he's greedy and selfish when it comes to you- he's only matched by Kenma, of course. They used to always fight and bicker about you, but… one day it stopped and they seemed to click. From then on they obsessed over you together- I always wondered how they were going to go about it. We didn't even know it was you until half the way through the training camp." Yaku says and I hum softly, pausing and looking at him curiously.

"I thought Lev was bullshitting when he told us that you were her, the one they were obsessed with. I mean, way back when he and I used to bicker about what kind of girl he liked- but he would just say it's you. 'I like the kind of girl who doesn't back down and doesn't stand for any bullshit, who's confident and sassy- who's cute and sexy at the same time. Who can get fussy when teased just right, but has her claws and bites when she pleases'- I mean, I used to think it was bull. I meant like, if you like long hair or short hair- He liked long, I liked short. But… when I met you, I kinda got it." Yaku says, confusing me as I raise an eyebrow at him. "Not that I like you or anything, I've got my own crush. It just made sense when I saw you, why he liked you." Yaku says and I slowly nod, getting back to mopping the court. "I thought that it was bullshit that they both liked you before- I thought they had totally different types, but from the sound of what Kozu said… you're kind, caring, you've got a big heart and you've always been very passionate. I mean, they painted two totally different pictures of you." Yaku says, though I can't help but crack a smile as I remember their antics.

"But when I saw you, when you were with them… it made sense. It was like a big, 'oh, that's what they meant' moment. They're totally different with you, but at the same time… they each bring out a side of you that only they can see. I thought it was cool- but like, now that I know you're kind of with them both- it makes me curious as to how they make it work." Yaku admits and I hum softly, nodding my head. "Yeah, it's kind of weird how well they go with it- but I think they've got it all kind of worked out because they never really fought over me. For me it's like… from the beginning they shared me." I say, Yaku snorting lightly as he flashes me a big grin. "Well, I'm sure they'd end up constantly arguing like they did in the beginning if they didn't share you." Yaku says, making me laugh as I imagine Kuroo and Kozu bickering day in day out over me. "That's entertaining and troublesome to think about. I mean, in my opinion, I don't think I'm worth it." I admit, though Yaku reaches over and lightly punches me in the shoulder. "Don't kid yourself, you seem like a perfectly good person. You've got two boys who love you a lot, that's all." Yaku says, making me smile as I drop my gaze.

"Well, as I said… there is a third. Honestly… there might be more and… it's a bit overwhelming. I… It used to just be me, you know? I used to sit at home, all day, everyday… alone. I had Kozu, of course, we played video games and had the occasional sleep over but… living in different cities was tough." I admit, Yaku humming as we finish up cleaning the sweat from the court. "So going to the possibility of multiple guys liking me, vying for me- it's overwhelming to say the least." I sigh, sliding my heels back on as we head back to the storage room. "It's relieving that they don't fight. I'd feel horrible if I drove their friendship apart, especially since they both seem to value each other a lot and they've been longer than I've known them. I'd literally feel so bad if they fought over me… I'd take myself out of that equation. I don't want to be the cause of a good friendship falling apart." I admit, Yaku humming as he follows me into the storage room. "Yeah, I can see where you're coming from. I mean it's not like you asked them to like you… I'd feel pretty bad if my love drove me and my friend apart as well." Yaku says and I nod as I hang my mop back up, Yaku putting his mop up.

"Do me a favor- if you ever see them fighting over me, stop them no matter what it takes." I say, Yaku nodding as we head to the storage room exit together. "Chibi-chan~ What do you think you're doing in here?" Kuroo chimes from the storage room doors, making me jump as I look up at him. "Oh, Kuroo. We were just leaving." I say, Kuroo raising an eyebrow as Yaku comes up beside me. "Oh… and what were you doing with my Girl, Yakkun?" Kuroo purrs menacingly, Yaku snorting and rolling his eyes at Kuroo. "Calm down, you big doofus. She's not my type, we were just putting the mops up. She wanted to mop the sweat off the court so I decided to help." Yaku says, though this seems to agitate Kuroo even more. "Hah?! She's not your type?! She's everyone's type! Look at her, she's perfect! She's so fucking sexy, look at that fine curve of her plump ass, those big breasts that fit so nicely in the palm of your hand, that petite, luscious frame that you can caress for days. How can you not want her?! How do you not crave her in the middle of the night like she's the finest piece of grilled, salted mackerel pike?!" Kuroo protests, coming over and gesturing to my body.

"Look at her! This body, these sweet lips- I've had insatiable cravings for them so many times in the middle of the night, wanting to see them wrapped around my-" Kuroo says though I jab my elbow into his gut, cutting him off and making him grunt. "Kuroo… Quit that. Yaku and I were having a perfectly fine, non-perverted conversation before you came and interrupted us. Please- some decency would be nice." I say, Kuroo clutching onto his gut and grimacing at me. "Hah! I like you girl. I think we're going to get along just fine." Yaku says as we walk out of the storage room together, beginning to make casual talk about how Kuroo could be. Even Kozu came over and joined in, the topic getting very heated about how his teasing rougine could be a bit much at times. I noticed Kuroo stormed out the back door, seeming a bit upset and catching me off guard- practice was supposed to start up again any time now, where was he going? "Um… I'll be back." I mumble, splitting off from Yaku and Kozu as I head to the back door. I peered out, glancing around- no one was there but Kuroo, who stood looking out at the dirt before he sighed, crumbling down.

Kuroo sat on the step outside the door, curled up and facing away. "Kuroo?" I ask as I step out, peeking over his shoulder. "Oh… hey." Kuroo says, turning away and quickly wiping his eyes before I could see. "Kuroo… are you okay?" I ask, crouching down beside him and putting my hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." Kuroo says, his voice slightly trembling as he lays his head facing away from me. "No you're not… What's wrong?" I ask, gently stroking his shoulder as I lean into him, curling around his back. "Nothing's wrong." Kuroo says and I hum softly, laying my head on his shoulder. "Then look in my eyes and tell me you're not lying to me right now." I say, Kuroo not responding as he swallowed thickly. "What's wrong? Please, tell me. I want to know." I say softly, Kuroo sighing softly as he scrubs a hand over his face. "It's just… I upset you. I might've humiliated you in front of your new friend when I was just trying to praise you, compliment you and show you off…" Kuroo mumbles, catching me off guard as I tilt my head. "What? No! You didn't upset or humiliate me, not at all, Kuroo." I ask, prying his arms off of his knees and sliding myself in that little gap.

I cup his face, seeing that he was frowning and that his eyes were dewey with tears. "Silly, why would you think that? I was happy that you were showing me off and giving me compliments. Yaku was literally just telling me that's all you do with him, it made me happy. I didn't want you to make Yaku uncomfortable by so blatantly talking dirty about me when I just met him. Don't you think it'd be a bit weird if you started telling him that you imagine me sucking your dick at night? I don't know the extent of your relationship but... While I love the praise, please save the dirty talk for the bedroom." I whisper, giving him a forehead kiss as I brush the tears from my eyes. "Yeah… maybe you're right. That would be pretty weird." Kuroo chuckles softly, offering me a small smile as he wraps his arms around my waist. "I wouldn't want to put that image in his head either, that's only for me to talk about." Kuroo says, pulling my head down and placing a kiss on my forehead. "Thank you for coming to check on me, Kitten. It means a lot… I guess I've just been getting really stressed with all that's been going on." Kuroo says and I offer him a sweet smile, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Soak up all this comfort while you still can, then after practice you can take me home, you can take out all your frustrations on this skirt and I'll help relieve all that stress for you." I say, Kuroo cracking a grin as he lowers his legs slightly. "Hope you can keep up… I've been missing you." Kuroo whispers, laying his head on my chest and holding me tight. "Mm, I think I can handle you. I guess we'll just have to wait and see." I joke lightly, Kuroo chuckling as he buries his head between my breasts. "You're literally the best, you know that? God, I swear you're literally so perfect." Kuroo whispers, humming happily as I cradle his head in my arms. "Nah, I'm far from perfect, trust me. Nobody is perfect- we accept each other's flaws and imperfections, and we become fond of them. I think you just love me, but that's okay because I love you too. You're pretty cool- totally obsessed with me and a closet science nerd- but cool. Maybe even a little sexy, definitely buff." I joke softly, making Kuroo let out a hearty laugh as he smiles up at me. "I'm your cool buff science nerd- who happens to be a little sexy and totally obsessed with you." Kuroo teases, making me giggle as I kiss his nose.

"All mine." I say, wrapping my arms around his neck and holding him tight. "All yours." Kuroo whispers, lifting his head and capturing my lips in a small, sweet kiss. "Mm… I needed this. Half tempted to say fuck practice and just… go home and cuddle all day." Kuroo chuckles, making me giggle as I shake my head. "Nah, I still gotta do manager stuff here. You know, beat girls off with a broom and other stuff." I say and Kuroo's lips sprout into a big smile as he looks at me. "Manager stuff… I always dreamed you would be our team manager, that I'd be the captain and you'd be my manager girlfriend rooting for me on the sidelines and giving me all the love and support to run this team." Kuroo says, kissing my forehead as he stands up, getting me settled on my feet. "Come on, my beautiful manager. Keep those pesky girls at bay." Kuroo chuckles, taking my hand and guiding me back into the gym. "Alright everyone, let's get back to it!" Kuroo says as he claps his hands, everyone gathering together as I return to my spot on the bench. Kuroo offers me a sweet smile before he starts announcing the next practices they would be doing, which I take down and put in the club journal.

I finished up the last of the manager duties for the day, making sure the journal was stashed in its spot, that everything was nice and clean and that nothing important was left behind. After that I step out of the gym, making sure no one was inside before I close the doors and lock up. Most of the boys had already left the club room and were getting changed out of their jerseys. I fiddle anxiously with the keys, not really knowing what to do with them- did I just give them to Kuroo? Should I put them somewhere? I didn't want to go up to the club room, people were still changing out of their clothes. Making them uncomfortable wasn't an option, so I didn't just want to go barging in- what kind of standard would I set if I did that? I glance up at the club room, though I see two girls cluttering by the door- oh boy. I sigh, quickly making my way over and jogging up the stairs. "Excuse me, what do you think you're doing?" I ask, the two girls jumping out of their skin as one fumbles with a camera, quickly hiding it behind her back. "N-nothing! We aren't doing anything at all!" The other girl says, stepping forward and offering me a fake, lying and deceitful smile as the other nods enthusiastically.

"Right… and if I asked to see that camera, what would I find on it?" I ask, crossing my arms and raising an eyebrow at the girls as the one with the camera swallowed thickly. "You know, it is very illegal to take explicit photos of an individual without their permission or knowledge. It is even more illegal to extort and share those photos, especially if for a profit. That being said, having caught you lurking suspiciously with a camera outside of a room in which I know people are changing in… if I call the police, I believe they'd have enough evidence to search that camera." I say simply, shrugging my shoulders and offering them a smile. "But as you were saying… it's nothing, nothing at all right? So if I happened to see that camera and it's contents… I wouldn't need to call the police, correct?" I ask, taking a step forward as I hum. "Did you know that any form of child pornography is a big fat no? It's a felony- not only could you get jail time, you'd be placed on a sexual predator list for child pornography. You'd be kicked out of school and shunned for the rest of your lives. But the police won't find anything on that camera, right?" I purr, the older girl beginning to tremble as she swallows thickly.

"So it wouldn't hurt if I looked at your camera's contents, right? If you refuse, you'll seem even more suspicious and I'll call the police. It's very obvious you had intent to do something illegal, which is a pretty big no no too... If you agree to show me your camera, we can handle this like civil, well behaved people with good intentions that will never be caught in a position similar to this one… right?" I ask, holding out my hand expectantly as I pull out my phone, my finger hovering over the emergency dial button. "Please don't call the police! We didn't mean anything by it, we promise! We just wanted pictures!" The younger girl cries, slapping the camera into my hand as I hum. "We- we took some but… we were just focusing on Kuroo!" The older one says and I put my phone in my blazer pocket, scrolling through the pictures, timestamps and dates. "Kuroo, can you come out please?" I call through the door, the girls shrieking as they jump back- I was furious. This wasn't their first time here, they had multiple pictures of Kuroo changing. It pissed me off so much- "Yes, Kitten?" Kuroo asks, peeking out of the door and seeing the two girls, me, obviously frustrated and holding a camera.

"Oh. Okay, uh, just let me grab my shirt." Kuroo says, closing the door and heading back inside. It looked like these photos were all recent- recent enough they had his tattoo in them, but that was about it. So it's been since valentines- some of them had people in the background, but as they said, they were focusing on Kuroo. "Did he just call her Kitten?" One of the girls asks the other, seeming perplexed as the other girl seems confused. "Okay, what's up?" Kuroo asks as he comes out of the club room holding a shirt, closing the door behind him and pulling the shirt on.The girls fanning themselves as they turn red though I lift my phone, snapping a picture of them. "May I see your ID or any other proof of identity?" I ask the girls, both of them seeming startled by my voice. "Oh, sure." One of the girls says, reaching into her pocket and pulling out her student ID. I snap a picture of that with my phone, taking a picture of the other girl's ID when she offers it to me before beginning to record. "Thank you all for your cooperativeness on this subject. Before we begin, I am recording this conversation." I say, waving my phone lightly and raising an eyebrow at them as they all nod.

"That being said, this video is considered evidence and I reserve my right to use it in a court of law if necessary. If you do not wish to participate in this video, you may take your belongings and leave now- however, this video is pertaining to all who voluntarily participated in this act in which they were caught and perhaps future acts. If you leave, I will be contacting the authorities on your guilt and I will be pressing charges due to your uncooperativeness and crime." I say, the girls looking between themselves and swallowing thickly. "Do you agree to this recording, in which I will question you pertaining to the act in which you were caught, gathering evidence to be used in the court of law if necessary? Please answer audibly in a yes or no." I ask, the girls both agreeing as I nod, showing the camera as I state today's date and time. "I caught these girls standing outside of the Nekoma high school volleyball club room holding a camera. Upon confronting them on the subject, I was able to persuade the girls into giving me the camera to prove their innocence. Is this correct? Please answer audibly in a yes or no." I say and the girls both agree as they shift lightly, glancing between themselves.

"At this time, they directly confessed that they not only intended to take photos of the seemingly unaware Tetsuro Kuroo, but they had already taken photos and he was their intended target. Is this correct? Please answer audibly in a yes or no." I say, the girls hesitantly answering yes as I nod my head. "Tetsuro Kuroo, you are a third year, age 18 at this time, the current captain of the Nekoma volleyball team, correct?" I ask, Kuroo agreeing and seeming mildly amused and concerned at the whole thing. "Were you or your teammates, minor or not, aware of or consent to the photographing of you inside of your club room, whilst changing, potentially ending in the photography of minors in explicit photos?" I ask, looking Kuroo dead in the eye as he looks shocked and confused. "What? No, not at all! We were completely unaware of this, we heard there were girls lurking around… but we were never able to confront them. Had I known… I would've taken action myself to put a stop to it." Kuroo says and I nod, pointing the phone back at the camera. "And you recently got a tattoo on Valentines day, February 4th, correct?" I ask, Kuroo agreeing as I nod.

"So this act happened between the dates of February 4th to today's current date and time. These two girls who confessed that they were taking pictures of Tetsuro Kuroo, an 18 year old male and prime victim, the current captain of the volleyball team and his teammates, who were not aware and did not consent to such an act in which these two girls were just caught doing with this camera, which still has the contents of the crime. Is this correct?" I ask, all of them agreeing- Kuroo more vehemently, the girls reluctantly. "To the two girls. Are you aware that this act is a crime and a possible felony, that you are officially pleading guilty, which you have just confessed to on a consented recording, which can and may be used on you in the court of law?" I ask, the two girls looking at each other before reluctantly agreeing. "Thank you for your cooperation, I assure you that this will make the process easier. At this time, I am going to confiscate your camera memory card as evidence and I will be giving all of the evidence I have directly to my lawyer who will take the matter from here." I say, popping out the memory card and making sure nothing was left on the camera.

"Wait, what?" The girl asks and I look up at her, raising an eyebrow. "You consented and you confessed to a crime that you committed, I am handing over the subject to my lawyer so he can take care of the matter professionally and in the right court of law. Here is your camera, I trust that you won't use it for the same intent you have been caught doing." I say, giving the camera back as the girls seemed shocked. "B-but you said that you wouldn't call the police." The girl says and I shake my head, tucking the memory card safely away. "At no time did I say I would not call the police- nor did I was going to. I merely stated that we could handle this like civil adults if you let me search the camera to prove your innocence- however, you have been found guilty. I am going to hand this matter to my lawyer so he can handle the subject in a professional manner- I hope that you remain cooperative, I am sure you intended no harm, but this is still a crime. My lawyer will be in contact soon." I say, the girls jaw dropping as they look between themselves. "With that being said… I believe we are done here. Would you please leave the premises?" I ask, still recording just in case they act up.

"I- you- you tricked us!" The younger girl cries, the older nodding in agreement. "At no point did I trick you, at all times I asked you for consent in which you gave. Please leave the premises, or else I will be forced to call the authorities." I say, the younger girl grabbing onto the older girl's sleeve. "Let's just go…" The older girl relents, seeming defeated and dejected as she turns. "Thank you for your cooperation. My lawyer will be in contact." I say as I watch the two girls leave, making sure they get far away before ending the recording. "You're so sexy when you're professional. Look at my little miss lawyer." Kuroo chuckles softly, leaning down and kissing my cheek as he pulls me into his arms. "Kuroo… this is serious, those girls were taking photos of you and your teammates without consent." I sigh, pulling out my phone and texting Kioshi the situation. "Did I say it was a joke? I just know that you're handling it perfectly and I'm making an observation that you're sexy while doing it." Kuroo says and I roll my eyes, taking the gym keys and offering them to him. "Yeah, well… I need to get this to Kioshi, will you be alright?" I ask, looking up at him as he nods, taking the keys.

"You know, when you said you'd get it to Kioshi… I didn't think you meant like, 'I'm leaving to go give it to Kioshi,' I thought you meant like… 'I'm going to go give this to Arthur, who will then pass it on to Kioshi'." Kuroo says as I walk in the front door, looking up at him with a raised eyebrow. "Like I want Arthur to know where Kanori lives. Are you kidding me? Arthur would literally never leave him alone- I haven't even given him his number. He's the kind of person who would sit outside your window and masturbate to you at night." I say and Kuroo opens his mouth, furrowing his eyebrows as he frowns. "You don't think he's done that to me, right?" He asks and I snort, taking off my blazer. "Rest assured, Kuroo. It sounds like something Arthur would do, but it is in fact something Arthur wouldn't do. Arthur never masturbates- if he knew what was on that card, however, he might do some questionable things." I say, Kuroo looking particularly disturbed as he slowly nods. "Okay… I'll take your word for it, but I believe I told you… no wearing that skirt in public." Kuroo says as he scoops me off of my feet and over his shoulder, making me squeak.

"B-But I wasn't in public! I went to my car, Kioshi's house and straight here!" I protest, though Kuroo carries me into his room as he clicks his tongue. "That means you walked through the school without me." Kuroo says, making me laugh as he tosses me onto his bed. "But you said I asked if it was okay and you agreed! I thought we were in agreement!" I say, though Kuroo crawls over me with a subtle grin. "Shh… let me be unreasonable." Kuroo says, making me laugh even more before he flips me over on my back. "Frustrations, be gone!" Kuroo says as he rips my skirt off, making me squeal as he tosses it to the side. "W-Wha, hey!" I squeak as Kuroo groans, grabbing my hips and placing gentle kisses on my ass. "You said you would relieve my stress and let me take my frustrations out on your skirt, so… I'm doing just that. I've missed you, humor me." Kuroo says and I purse my lips as he settles his body down between my legs. "I… I did say that, didn't I?" I mumble, my cheeks burning as I grab a pillow and lay my head on it. "Mhm… Oh, how I've craved for this moment. Nirvana, I swear." Kuroo purrs as he lays his head down between my legs, making me jump.

"K-Kuroo, that tickles." I squeak, his hair tickling my thighs as he wraps his arms under my waist, making my ass perk up and my back arch. "I guess you'll just have to get used to it." Kuroo mumbles as he relaxes, making me pause as I glance down at him. He sighs happily, turning into goo with his head buried between my upper thighs, his legs hanging off the bed and his arms wrapped around me. "Mm… yes… your skin is so soft, your thighs are so squishy… they make the best pillow." Kuroo mumbles as he nuzzles his head in deeper, my face burning like it was on fire. "K-Kuroo…" I croak, though he softly shushes me as he strokes my hips. "This is my stress relief, okay? God, you smell fantastic. This is the best." Kuroo says and I fall silent, not even knowing what to say or do. "Is… is this all you're going to do?" I ask, Kuroo lifting his head and laying his chin on my ass. "Why? Do you want more?" He asks, raising an eyebrow at me as my eyes widen. "N-No! I mean, I wouldn't be opposed, just… I was curious if this is really helping you relax and destress." I say, Kuroo humming affirmatively as he buries his head back between my thighs, settling in.

It had been hours- Kuroo had passed out like that, his head buried between my thighs and his soft breath brushing over my inner thighs. It felt nice, I had relaxed, taken off my bra and let him sleep- but my back was starting to feel stiff. "Mm… Kuroo." I mumble softly, lifting my upper half on my elbows and glancing back at him- still fast asleep. "Kuroo…" I say, wiggling my ass and thighs lightly as he lets out a soft groan. "Kuroo, my back hurts… Can I roll over, please?" I ask softly, Kuroo humming as he reluctantly slides his arms from around my waist. "Mhm…" He mumbles as he slides up, rubbing one of his eyes as he yawns. "Good nap?" I ask and he hums affirmatively as I roll over, scooting down a bit and getting settled in. I spread my legs for him, patting my stomach lightly as he looked at me with his dazed eyes. He groans softly as he crawls forward, wrapping his arms around my thighs and pulling them over his shoulders. "Mm, fuck." Kuroo mumbles as he gently kisses my stomach, making me shiver as I slide my fingers into his hair. I gently massage his scalp, running my fingers through his hair as he peppers soft kisses all over my stomach, tracing my tattoo.

His kisses start wandering to my inner thigh, making me shiver as I tangle my fingers in his hair. "Kuroo… you're gonna make me wet." I whisper and he looks up at me with a heated gaze, a sly grin spreading over his face. "You don't say…" Kuroo chuckles, making my cheeks burn as he returns to kissing my inner thigh, closer to my core. "K-Kuroo…" I squeak, his hands stroking my upper thighs as he starts licking my innermost thigh. I let out a soft moan, one of my hands flying to cover my mouth as my face felt like it caught fire. Kuroo groans softly, hooking his fingers in my panties and prying them off of my legs in one swift move. His lips return to my inner thigh, his hands easily holding them apart as my legs tremble. "Kuroo!" I protest, sliding my hands into his hair as my body feels hotter, heat building between my legs. "Kitten…" Kuroo purrs as he dips his head down to my core, sliding his hot tongue over me. I moan, my mind going blank and my head getting light as he lazily drags his soft and wet tongue between my lips. He groans softly as I suck in a shuddering breath, whimpering helplessly- once again, he knew what I liked but he wasn't doing it.

I bite my bottom lip, lightly rocking my hips into his waiting tongue- Kuroo chuckles, matching his tongue's pace to my hips. I moan, closing my eyes as I feel his tongue brushing over my aching bud, sending small waves of pleasure through me. I gently pull his head right where I need him, his tongue spearing into my aching bud. I pant as my head falls back against the bed, desperate mewls escaping me as he drops one of his hands off my hip. His tongue flicks over my bud and I gasp, throwing my head back with a moan as his finger slides into my heat. I cry out in bliss as he strokes his finger deep inside of me- fuck. It felt so good- I whimper helplessly, grinding my hips into Kuroo's tongue as he strokes his tongue over me and his finger inside of me. I'm sent flying, gasping for air as my head rolls to the side. Kuroo groans as my body convulses, tilting his head and wrapping his lips around my aching bud as he rolls his tongue over my aching bud. His other hand holds my hips still as I wail in bliss, my legs trembling as I arch my back. "Kuroo!" I cry as I dig my nails into his head, tears of bliss gathering in my eyes as I whimper and writhe under his continued torment.