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“Kuroo, can you stop staring at my sister like she’s a piece of meat?”

“Sorry, Kenma, but when I see a fine piece of beauty like that, I just have to.” With a volleyball pressed between his forearm and hip, Nekoma’s raven haired captain glared with eagle eyes at an unsuspecting young girl hurling volleyballs across the gym. That girl was you, Nekoma’s newest manager, who just happened to be Kenma’s twin sister younger by 4 minutes. You stood in your sweats, (h/l) (h/c) hair framing your face perfectly with vivid (e/c) eyes that could pierce through anything.

The amber eyed setter scowled at his friend. “Well I’m not going to let you make her one of your stupid conquests like those other girls.”

“Aw, don’t worry, Kenma! She’d different! I’d never do that to (first)~”

“You’d never do what to me?” The sudden interruption caught the boys’ attention, making them turn to you. The sound of your name passing through Kuroo’s lips sent a jolt of electricity coursing through your body, even from across the room. You just had to know why your all time crush would utter your name.

“Kuroo was just saying how he’d never lay a hand on you because you’re my sister. Right, Kuroo?”

“Eh~? But what if (first) really likes me~ How could I possibly turn her down?” His toned arm made its way behind you and around your shoulders. “Besides, knowing you’d hate it just makes this challenge even more fun~”

“Kuroo,” your twin growled.

You deadpanned, removing his hand with it pinched between your thumb and index finger in disgust. “Oh please, As if I’d ever fall for a playboy like you, Kuroo. Go find some other idiot girl to have a fling with.” But really, you’d want nothing more than to be the girl he’d give all his time to, even if it wasn’t going to last.

“Hmp. Fine, I guess I will. I’m sure Emina-chan won’t mind ‘playing’ with me later tonight. She’s much more womanly with all her curves anyways~”

A trembling hand gripped the sides of your sweatshirt. You were plenty womanly and your curves had most, if not all the guys staring when you walked down the halls. But the rigid fabric of your tracksuit hardly let them show. Would Kuroo really not have any interest in you if you weren’t a 'bodacious babe' like E-cup Emina and F-cup Fuyumi? Was that really the type of guy you’d fallen for? You spun around on your heels and ran back to the other side of the gym, roughly throwing balls back to your teammates after mumbling about what a disgusting jerk Kuroo was.

Said 'disgusting jerk' sighed as he watched your fleeting figure. “You really think she took me seriously?”

“She’s a girl, Kuroo. You know they can be sensitive. And if you ever tease my sister like that again I’m going to make sure you never get the ball again.”

“R-right… Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize to me. It’s (first) whose feelings you hurt.”

~~~

“Stupid Kuroo and his stupid girlfriends… Why does he have to be such an asshole?!” You flopped around on your bed as you mentally cursed your crush for his stupidity. Practically the only time you got to spend with him was at practice and the random times he’d come over with Kenma, and of all the conversations he held with you, he was either talking about volleyball, his weekly conquests, or about how boyish you acted, despite your feminine appeal. Not once had he ever asked you how your day had been or complement your new haircut. Even a normal, shallow conversation was too much to ask for since it would always end with him asking you something stupid, like “how’s the weather down there,” with a satisfied smirk on his face. You couldn’t help it if you were short! It runs in the family! Not to mention that Kuroo was already a giant, so just standing next to him was enough to make you feel puny.

Why can’t he see you as more than just the team’s manager and Kenma’s sister? Why does he have to tease you all the time? And why does he always have to talk about other girls in front of you?! No girl likes having to listen about stories of ‘romantic midnight flings’ with other girls, whether they like the guy or not. But you did, and he just had to be the biggest ladies’ man you’d ever met. How you could have ever fallen for a guy like him was beyond you, but your heart had made its decision and you just couldn’t let go. Luckily, tomorrow’s practice was canceled, so you wouldn’t have to face him again. Instead, you had to catch up on some “managerial work” that had been building up since Nekoma’s last match with Karasuno. It was going to be one long day…

~~~

“Ugh, where is she? She’s late.” With his teeth grinding and his foot tapping impatiently, a bedhead middle blocker stood leaning against the school gates in wait of a certain someone. “I know she has work to do, but it shouldn’t take her this long. Maybe I should go check on her..?”

“Ahhh~!” Kuroo ruffled his messy charcoal locks in frustration. “No. I’m going to stay here. If I look for her, won’t that make me look desperate? She’s probably in the bathroom or something,” he said, hopelessly trying to convince himself.

“Did you see those two in the hallway? They were so close!” The sound of a female voice caught his attention, but he was greatly disappointed when he saw it wasn’t you. Only two random girls gossiping about meaningless things.

“I know! He even kabe-doned her! Do you think it was a confession?” Or maybe…

“I don’t know, but I know if a guy confessed to me like that, I’d say yes no matter who it was!” It wasn’t so meaningless after all…

The two girls walked off ‘kya’-ing in unison as thoughts rushed through Kuroo’s mind. Was the girl they were talking about you? Would you too say yes if a guy confessed like that? You weren’t the girliest, but you sure as hell were cute, and it wouldn’t surprise him if there were guys who had a crush on you. But to think someone was actually doing that right now? Oh, Kuroo was not going to have it. Not on his watch.

~~~

“Uuuuuugh~ I’m finally done~!” You yawned loudly with your limbs stretched until you finally relaxed. You wiped the small tears that threatened to fall from your eyes as you stood up and hastily collected your papers, eager to go home and get some studying done. As you walked past the window to the door, you noticed a familiar figure standing outside. It was Kuroo! But why was he waiting there…? You grimaced when the thought of him meeting another girl crossed your mind. Not wanting to confirm your suspicions on the chance that you were right, you decided it was best to just get your shoes and make an escape through the back of the school. Sure, you’d have to jump a fence, but with the way your heart felt, that seemed like a small price to pay to get home to your half-eaten tub of strawberry ice cream faster.

You slowly made your way to the school’s front entrance as you tried to hype yourself up. “Okay. All I have to do is get my shoes from the lockers and leave through the back door near the gym. Easy enou-.”

“Sayuri-chan… I-I have something to tell you…”

You stopped dead in your tracks. Something was telling you that you just shouldn’t go out there right now. Hiding behind a nearby pillar, you quietly watched the scene in front of you play.

“Um, okay. What did you want to say?”

“W-well… I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a long time and I’ve finally gathered up my courage.”

Oh. My. GOD. Were you watching a confession take place?! Never in a million years would you have imagined you’d see a confession happen right before your eyes. You knew you should give them their privacy, but you couldn’t tear away. It was a once in a high school lifetime chance!

“A-alright… What is it, Takeru-kun?”

“Here goes…” In a flash, the boy’s arms had risen up to the height of the girl’s head, caging her in. She shrunk a bit from his sudden actions, now blushing furiously. You, too, had a pink tint to your cheeks as you clamped a hand over your mouth making sure you wouldn’t make a sound. “Sayuri, I like you a lot. Please, be my girlfriend!”

“T-Takeru, I-”

“Shhh. Just let me kiss you first.” The now ever so daring boy slowly moved in closer to the girl he held captive in his arms. You could barely contain your screaming as her rosy face disappeared behind his head. But something moved out of the corner of your eye.

“T-Takeru...”

“Get your filthy hands off her.” A flash of black and beige crossed your line of sight. Before anyone knew it, the poor boy named Takeru was lying on the ground almost horizontally with a hand pulling him up by the back of the shirt. His blushing love interest was now standing tensed against the wall in utter confusion and, quite rightly, fear. The perpetrator loomed over the two angrily until the same look of confusion crossed his face. “B-but you’re not-”

He was quickly cut off by the sound of witch cackling coming from a seemingly animated pillar. “Bahahaha! K-Kuroo, w-what are you doing~! Ahahaha~!”

“(f-first)? But, I thought…” He looked down at the petrified lovers he had torn apart. “Shit.” He let his victims go, and they quickly scurried off with their tails between their legs.

“Ahahaha! You’re such an idiot!”

A faint blush crept onto your captain’s cheeks. “Sh-shut up! I thought he was confessing to you!” A few minutes passed by until your cramp-inducing fit of laughter finally died down.

“Oh, really? And why is it so bad if someone asked me out?”

“Because…” he paused, trying to think of a believable reason, other than the fact that he was the only one allowed to confess to you. “You’re Kenma’s little sister, and he’d never forgive me if I let another guy near you. Besides, only I get to play with you like that~” he cooed.

“Right…” You deadpanned at the sound of his words. It may not have been a confession, but at least he wasn’t going to let anyone else have you, even if he was just kidding. “Anyways, I have a lot of studying to do, so I’d better get home.” You waltzed over to the lockers and slipped on your shoes. Kuroo eyed you carefully, drinking up the sight of smooth legs as the hem of your skirt slowly inched higher.

“Hmm~? Well, then, why don’t you study at my place tonight?” He quickly followed behind as you left the school without a word. “It’s pretty close by and I’m sure we’d have a lot of fun~”

“Tch. You’re a creep.” You looked away in disgust, but actually to hide the growing blush on your cheeks.

“What~? I meant fun as in studying! I wouldn’t be a good senpai if I couldn’t help my adorable little kouhai in her time of need.” Just as before, Kuroo slung a heavy arm around your shoulders and pulled you in. Boy, was he even handsomer up close. And he couldn’t help but notice how cute you looked when you blushed, or how you fit perfectly in his arms.

It took you a second to snap out of it, but you finally pushed him away and composed yourself. “Thanks for the offer, but I’m pretty sure Kenma wouldn’t approve of me being alone with a player like you.”

“What do you mean? We’ve hung out alone plenty of times! And where is Kenma today? Usually he’d walk you home.”

“He went into town to get this new game that came out today. I told him he didn’t have to wait for me since I’d take a while.”

“Ah~” he said, nodding his head up and down as if he had achieved true and complete unagi. “Well, then I feel obligated to walk you home in your brother’s place.”

You rolled your eyes at his self-righteous behavior. “You really don’t have to do that, Kuroo.”

“I know. But I want to.” His words sounded gentler than usual, sending an arrow straight through your heart and a hot blush across your cheeks. You quickly averted your eyes and began walking.

“D-do whatever you want.”

“Hehehe. Alright then~”

The two of you walked together in a comfortable silence until you felt something on your head. Your hand rose and placed itself on a wet spot in your hair. “What the- Rain?” As if on command, heavy rain started to pour on your poor unfortunate souls, but without a second to lose, Kuroo had grabbed your hand and began leading you to god knows where. “Wh-where are we going?!”

“You’ll see!”

~~~

“I hate you.”

“What? It’s not my fault I always get what I want.” You eyed your captain angrily as you stood in the entrance of his house, shivering and soaked to the bone.

“You planned this, didn’t you?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he said as he led you upstairs in his empty home. “And don’t worry. My parents are on a business trip, so you won’t get any weird questions.”

'I think being alone with you actually makes me worry more, Kuroo.'

“Great…” Obediently following behind him like a lost puppy, you walked into his room. A few posters here, some clothes scattered there. It was pretty normal for a teenage boy, especially for a womanizer like Kuroo. Too deep into your thoughts, you hadn’t noticed him leave your side, only to come back with a towel and a change of clothes in hand.

“Here. Go dry yourself off and put these on.” Your onyx haired crush shoved the fabrics in your arms and spun you around, “the bathroom’s right down the hall,” then shut the door.

You stood for a second, blinking in confusion until your shivers had caught up to you. You quickly found the bathroom and shut the door, ready to pry the icy clothes from your skin. With the towel now wrapped around you, you basked in its fluffy warm, enchanted by the fresh laundry fragrance it held. But then you realized: you had something that belonged to Kuroo right in front of you. Finally dry, you slipped on the shirt and shorts he had lent you just minutes before. In an instant, you were immersed in a familiar scent you knew only to be Kuroo’s. It was as if he was holding you in his arms again, this time without any joking or ulterior motives. Sadly, you were drawn out of your fantasy when you phone began buzzing.

You sighed heavily and picked it up, eyes scanning the screen for information.

  NEW TEXT
  From: Kenma-nii-chan
  Message: Where are you, (first)? I just got home and you’re not here.

  From: Me
  Reply: I got caught in the rain with Kuroo-senpai so I’m waiting it out at his house.

  From: Kenma-nii-chan
  Message: … I’m coming to get you right now.

“Aw, man… Kenma’s gonna freak out when he gets here…” Phone in hand, you gathered your things and made your way back to Kuroo’s room. “Hey, Kuroo, just be warned, Kenma’s gonna-” Barging in without warning, you walked in on him, half naked and shirtless. You felt your cheeks heat up and your legs turn to jelly as you ogled at his beautifuly toned chest. You probably should have knocked, but thank god you didn’t.

“Jeez, (first). Ever hear of knocking,” he teased as he slipped on a T-shirt. You hid your steaming face behind the wet pile of clothes in your hands.

“Sh-shut up…” Kuroo chuckled at your flushed form as he took the dripping bundle from your hands and began walking downstairs.

“You wait here. I’m gonna go dry these for you.”

“Okay,” you mumbled in a voice that was barely audible. Alone once again, you started twiddling your thumbs as you walked around, examining your crush’s room. Some trophies, pictures of classmates and family, even a few school certificates. If he wasn’t already perfect before, you definitely thought he was now. Handsome, smart, sweet, when he wanted to be of course. Kuroo seemed like the whole package. Of course he could pick any girl he wanted, and it was never going to be you.

“Boo!”

“Ah!” You jumped at the sudden noise, back pressed against the wall and hand over your heart. “D-dammit, Kuroo! What the hell?!”

“Hmp. I couldn’t help it. You just looked so unsuspecting,” he gloated, grinning like a cheshire cat. “Here. Have a cherry as an apology.”

“A cherry?” You eyed the mysterious red fruit that you’d pulled out of the bag he’d presented you with. “Why a cherry?”

“Because I love them and they’re the only thing I have in my fridge. Do you not like cherries?”

“It’s not that I don’t like them. It’s just… I’ve never had one.”

Wide-eyed, Kuroo firmly grabbed your shoulders. “What? You’ve never had a cherry?!”

“N-no…” you mumbled, staring at the specs of eraser shavings and snack crumbs on the ground.

“Wow. I’ve never met anyone who hasn’t had a cherry before. What kind of rock are you living under, (first)?” He strolled over to his bed and sat on its edge.

“Sh-shut up. I’ve had cherry flavored things, oky?” Mimicking his actions, you sat on the edge slightly away from him. “I just like other fruits more…”

“Well, now’s your chance to try one.”

“Do I have to?”

“Yes.”

“Ugh, fine.” Rolling your eyes again, you stared down the crimson fruit and eventually took a bite. A small smile began making its way onto your lips. “Hmm… This is pretty good- Ack!” In an instant, you started choking on the cherry pit that lay hidden from view. Kuroo quickly came to your aid, patting and rubbing your back gently until you gained your breathe back. “Ow… Why didn’t you tell me there was a seed in there?!”

“I thought you already knew-”

“How the hell am I supposed to know that? I’ve never had one before!”

“I thought it was just common knowledge that all fruits had a seed in the middle.”

Damn, he was right. But you weren’t going to admit that to him of all people. Instead, you shoved your hand back into the bag and pulled out another cherry, plopping it into your mouth, this time aware of its deadly seed. Kuroo’s eyes stared at your soft, red lips rounding the cherry’s smooth sides, your pink tongue making a quick cameo before the fruit was hidden by those same plum lips. He bit his own to repress the urge he felt to kiss them, to bite the, to make them his, to just-

“Hey, (first). You wanna play a game?”

“Um… Okay? What game?”

“Tie a cherry stem into a knot with your tongue.”

You squinted at him like he was an idiot, which he was sometimes. “How the hell is that a game?”

“Because~ We get to compete to see who’s the better kisser~” The blush that painted your cheeks only made Kuroo’s sly grin widen. He grabbed a cherry from the bag and swiftly dismembered it, spitting the pit out with ease. “Well, (first)? Care to take my challenge?” he asked seductively, leaning in and shoving the stem in your face.

You quickly pushed him away and stared anywhere but at him. “W-why the hell would I want to play your stupid game?”

“Because I wanna prove that I’m the better kisser. I do have a lot more experience that you, ya’ know.”

“Tch. Just because you’re a manwhore doesn’t mean you’re a good kisser, Kuroo.”

“Ouch. That hurt,” he feigned pain with a hand on his chest. “But I’m sure you’re just saying that because you know I’m right.”

“Nu-uh!”

“Yes you are~”

“No I’m not!”

“Then prove it,” he said, presenting you with the stem once more. You glared at him, then at the stem. Finally, you gave into your stubbornness and snatched it from his hand.

“Fine, then. I will!” With another stem ready to go, your caramel eyed crush sat up straight and began brought them stem close.

“Ready… GO!” In your mouths the stems went, swirling in stew of hot saliva pressed between your cheeks and tongues. After about 10 seconds of trying, your tongue started to tire and you wondered if Kuroo felt the same. You looked up to see a smug expression written all over his face, and for some reason it irked you. The newly added fuel to your fire brought a wave of determination not to lose, even if it was a pointless game Kuroo had probably made up. A few seconds later, Kuroo stuck his tongue out, and on it laid a neatly tied cherry stem. By the time you’d finished he had already placed it on his table in victory. “I told you I was the better kisser.”

“No you’re not! You only won because you cheated!”

“Oh really, now? And how exactly did I cheat?”

“You started before me… And besides, you’ve probably played this game before so you probably practiced it. Cheater.”

“Whatever. You’re just upset that I’m better at it than you.”

“No you’re not!”

“You wanna bet?” his deep voice sung as he leaned in close.

“B-bet on what…?”

“Your first kiss.”

“Wha-” In an instant, Kuroo’s lips had met yours for a passionate kiss. Biting and sucking, soft moans escaped the small figure that shivered under his touch. With a hand behind your head and an arm around your waist, his onslaught of hickies and tongue kissing continued for what seemed like forever, or at least, what you wanted to be forever, until the two of you finally broke apart, gasping for air.

Anxious to see your sweet blushing face, Kuroo was baffled when he saw tears streaming down your flushed cheeks. “I’m sorry… Did you really not want it that much?”

You shook your head furiously, wiping the salty tears from your eyes. “That’s not it… I wanted it… I wanted it so much, but… I don’t want to get my hopes up just to end up like all those girls you dated before.”

“(first).” Once again he pulled you close. Your ear laid on his broad chest, his heart pounding faster with every passing second. “You’re never going to end up like any of those girls. You’re different from them.”

“Oh, yeah? Then what about 'curvy Emina-chan’ from yesterday? Was she different too?”

“I didn’t meet with Emina or anyone yesterday. Truthfully, I haven’t gone out with anyone since I realized I liked you.”

“Really?” you asked staring up at him with helpless puppydog eyes. “Then why’d you always talk about the girls you were with all the time?”

“W-well, I guess I just wanted to make you jealous…” Scratching the back of his head, your new found lover averted his eyes while a deep blush dusted his cheeks. You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. Kuroo of all people getting embarrassed and being this adorable was too much for you to handle, and the only way for you to express what you felt was through laughter. “Oi, don’t laugh at me! I just confessed to you!”

“Aw, Kuroo, you’re so cute~”

“You still didn’t answer my confession. Do you wanna be my girlfriend or not?”

“Yeah, I’ll be your girlfriend. But if you ever so much as look at another girl, I’ll make you regret being born,” you said ‘sweetly’, wrapping your arms around his torso.

“Don’t worry. I won’t be looking anywhere but at you… And maybe at your butt every once in a while.”

“Kya! K-Kuroo!” You rubbed the sore part of your bottom where he had just pinched you while he slung an arm around you, pulling you down under him.

“Now that you’re my girlfriend, you have to call me by my first name.” His calloused finger traced your tender lips, tapping them lightly before continuing. “Now, say it.”

“T-Tetsurou,” you mumbled in a fragile voice. One so sweet and pure that it sent a wave of adrenaline through Kuroo’s body. You looked so vulnerable and innocent the way you looked at him. Like a lost little lamb.

And he was the wolf.

Once again, your lips met for another round of spit-swap. Your hands tangled in his messy hair as you wrapped your legs around his thin waist. His large, cold hands reaching up your shirt caught you by surprise, making you jump at his touch once more. “Ah! Tetsurou… D-don’t…”

“Hmm~?” His ears were too focused on the way you called his name to listen to your plea.

“It’s cold~”

“Mmm. Well, I’ll warm you up right now.” His long fingers traced the hem of your shorts until he finally-

BOOM BOOM BOOM. “KUROO!”

The two of you were finally brought back to reality at the sound of banging coming from downstairs.

“KUROO! YOU’D BETTER NOT BE TOUCHING MY SISTER!” BOOM BOOM. “KUROO!”

The captain your twin was summoning shrugged heavily as he sat up, running a hand through his raven locks. “Tch… Right when we were about to have some real fun.”

“Kuroo,” you growled unamused with his ‘joke’.

“I know, I know. Now that he’s here, I guess we’re gonna have to tell him, huh?”

“Yeah… Well, good luck with that!” You got up and ran to the bathroom to change before he could even protest.

“Damn… This is going to be one long night…”

~~~

“Ah, Tetsu~ Doooon’t~ Kenma’s gonna catch us~” You fidgeted in your new boyfriend’s arms as he cornered you in behind the school gym.

“It’ll be fine~ He went to talk to the coach a minute ago. We have plenty of time before he gets back to ruin our fun.”

“Oh, really?” You both froze at the sound of his voice. Kuroo turned around find Nekoma’s ultimate setter, your twin brother, standing behind him with a scowl on his face. Without warning, Kenma had grabbed him by the back of the shirt and began dragging him back to practice.

“Kenma~ Don’t be so rough with him~”

“If he thinks he can touch my sister behind my back, then he’s got another thing coming. And it’s not the ball.”

“Jeez. I’ve never seen Kenma so… Emotional before,” his teammate noted.

“Well, duh. You don’t mess with a guy’s sister.”

“Kenma,” the coach called, “no taking out personal grudges on the court. Share the ball with everyone.”

He wore an ever so evident frown, but ultimately complied. Luckily, it was his turn to serve and he knew exactly how he was going to 'share' the ball. Your golden haired twin threw the ball up in the air and hit it-

“OW!”

Aiming right for the back of Kuroo’s head.

“Kenma, what the hell?! You did that on purpose!” The team captain yelled with one hand on his head and the other clutching Kenma’s shirt.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about,” he said in a monotonous voice, indifferently feigning ignorance of his crime.

“Kenma~! Tetsurou~! Don’t fight~!” You, along with the rest of the team and staff, tried to break the two up before it escalated any further.

Boy, was it going to be one long year...

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“Kuroo, can you stop staring at my sister like she’s a piece of meat?”

“Sorry, Kenma, but when I see a fine piece of beauty like that, I just have to.” With a volleyball pressed between his forearm and hip, Nekoma’s raven haired captain glared with eagle eyes at an unsuspecting young girl hurling volleyballs across the gym. That girl was you, Nekoma’s newest manager, who just happened to be Kenma’s twin sister younger by 4 minutes. You stood in your sweats, (h/l) (h/c) hair framing your face perfectly with vivid (e/c) eyes that could pierce through anything.

The amber eyed setter scowled at his friend. “Well I’m not going to let you make her one of your stupid conquests like those other girls.”

“Aw, don’t worry, Kenma! She’d different! I’d never do that to (first)~”

“You’d never do what to me?” The sudden interruption caught the boys’ attention, making them turn to you. The sound of your name passing through Kuroo’s lips sent a jolt of electricity coursing through your body, even from across the room. You just had to know why your all time crush would utter your name.

“Kuroo was just saying how he’d never lay a hand on you because you’re my sister. Right, Kuroo?”

“Eh~? But what if (first) really likes me~ How could I possibly turn her down?” His toned arm made its way behind you and around your shoulders. “Besides, knowing you’d hate it just makes this challenge even more fun~”

“Kuroo,” your twin growled.

You deadpanned, removing his hand with it pinched between your thumb and index finger in disgust. “Oh please, As if I’d ever fall for a playboy like you, Kuroo. Go find some other idiot girl to have a fling with.” But really, you’d want nothing more than to be the girl he’d give all his time to, even if it wasn’t going to last.

“Hmp. Fine, I guess I will. I’m sure Emina-chan won’t mind ‘playing’ with me later tonight. She’s much more womanly with all her curves anyways~”

A trembling hand gripped the sides of your sweatshirt. You were plenty womanly and your curves had most, if not all the guys staring when you walked down the halls. But the rigid fabric of your tracksuit hardly let them show. Would Kuroo really not have any interest in you if you weren’t a 'bodacious babe' like E-cup Emina and F-cup Fuyumi? Was that really the type of guy you’d fallen for? You spun around on your heels and ran back to the other side of the gym, roughly throwing balls back to your teammates after mumbling about what a disgusting jerk Kuroo was.

Said 'disgusting jerk' sighed as he watched your fleeting figure. “You really think she took me seriously?”

“She’s a girl, Kuroo. You know they can be sensitive. And if you ever tease my sister like that again I’m going to make sure you never get the ball again.”

“R-right… Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize to me. It’s (first) whose feelings you hurt.”

~~~

“Stupid Kuroo and his stupid girlfriends… Why does he have to be such an asshole?!” You flopped around on your bed as you mentally cursed your crush for his stupidity. Practically the only time you got to spend with him was at practice and the random times he’d come over with Kenma, and of all the conversations he held with you, he was either talking about volleyball, his weekly conquests, or about how boyish you acted, despite your feminine appeal. Not once had he ever asked you how your day had been or complement your new haircut. Even a normal, shallow conversation was too much to ask for since it would always end with him asking you something stupid, like “how’s the weather down there,” with a satisfied smirk on his face. You couldn’t help it if you were short! It runs in the family! Not to mention that Kuroo was already a giant, so just standing next to him was enough to make you feel puny.

Why can’t he see you as more than just the team’s manager and Kenma’s sister? Why does he have to tease you all the time? And why does he always have to talk about other girls in front of you?! No girl likes having to listen about stories of ‘romantic midnight flings’ with other girls, whether they like the guy or not. But you did, and he just had to be the biggest ladies’ man you’d ever met. How you could have ever fallen for a guy like him was beyond you, but your heart had made its decision and you just couldn’t let go. Luckily, tomorrow’s practice was canceled, so you wouldn’t have to face him again. Instead, you had to catch up on some “managerial work” that had been building up since Nekoma’s last match with Karasuno. It was going to be one long day…

~~~

“Ugh, where is she? She’s late.” With his teeth grinding and his foot tapping impatiently, a bedhead middle blocker stood leaning against the school gates in wait of a certain someone. “I know she has work to do, but it shouldn’t take her this long. Maybe I should go check on her..?”

“Ahhh~!” Kuroo ruffled his messy charcoal locks in frustration. “No. I’m going to stay here. If I look for her, won’t that make me look desperate? She’s probably in the bathroom or something,” he said, hopelessly trying to convince himself.

“Did you see those two in the hallway? They were so close!” The sound of a female voice caught his attention, but he was greatly disappointed when he saw it wasn’t you. Only two random girls gossiping about meaningless things.

“I know! He even kabe-doned her! Do you think it was a confession?” Or maybe…

“I don’t know, but I know if a guy confessed to me like that, I’d say yes no matter who it was!” It wasn’t so meaningless after all…

The two girls walked off ‘kya’-ing in unison as thoughts rushed through Kuroo’s mind. Was the girl they were talking about you? Would you too say yes if a guy confessed like that? You weren’t the girliest, but you sure as hell were cute, and it wouldn’t surprise him if there were guys who had a crush on you. But to think someone was actually doing that right now? Oh, Kuroo was not going to have it. Not on his watch.

~~~

“Uuuuuugh~ I’m finally done~!” You yawned loudly with your limbs stretched until you finally relaxed. You wiped the small tears that threatened to fall from your eyes as you stood up and hastily collected your papers, eager to go home and get some studying done. As you walked past the window to the door, you noticed a familiar figure standing outside. It was Kuroo! But why was he waiting there…? You grimaced when the thought of him meeting another girl crossed your mind. Not wanting to confirm your suspicions on the chance that you were right, you decided it was best to just get your shoes and make an escape through the back of the school. Sure, you’d have to jump a fence, but with the way your heart felt, that seemed like a small price to pay to get home to your half-eaten tub of strawberry ice cream faster.

You slowly made your way to the school’s front entrance as you tried to hype yourself up. “Okay. All I have to do is get my shoes from the lockers and leave through the back door near the gym. Easy enou-.”

“Sayuri-chan… I-I have something to tell you…”

You stopped dead in your tracks. Something was telling you that you just shouldn’t go out there right now. Hiding behind a nearby pillar, you quietly watched the scene in front of you play.

“Um, okay. What did you want to say?”

“W-well… I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a long time and I’ve finally gathered up my courage.”

Oh. My. GOD. Were you watching a confession take place?! Never in a million years would you have imagined you’d see a confession happen right before your eyes. You knew you should give them their privacy, but you couldn’t tear away. It was a once in a high school lifetime chance!

“A-alright… What is it, Takeru-kun?”

“Here goes…” In a flash, the boy’s arms had risen up to the height of the girl’s head, caging her in. She shrunk a bit from his sudden actions, now blushing furiously. You, too, had a pink tint to your cheeks as you clamped a hand over your mouth making sure you wouldn’t make a sound. “Sayuri, I like you a lot. Please, be my girlfriend!”

“T-Takeru, I-”

“Shhh. Just let me kiss you first.” The now ever so daring boy slowly moved in closer to the girl he held captive in his arms. You could barely contain your screaming as her rosy face disappeared behind his head. But something moved out of the corner of your eye.

“T-Takeru...”

“Get your filthy hands off her.” A flash of black and beige crossed your line of sight. Before anyone knew it, the poor boy named Takeru was lying on the ground almost horizontally with a hand pulling him up by the back of the shirt. His blushing love interest was now standing tensed against the wall in utter confusion and, quite rightly, fear. The perpetrator loomed over the two angrily until the same look of confusion crossed his face. “B-but you’re not-”

He was quickly cut off by the sound of witch cackling coming from a seemingly animated pillar. “Bahahaha! K-Kuroo, w-what are you doing~! Ahahaha~!”

“(f-first)? But, I thought…” He looked down at the petrified lovers he had torn apart. “Shit.” He let his victims go, and they quickly scurried off with their tails between their legs.

“Ahahaha! You’re such an idiot!”

A faint blush crept onto your captain’s cheeks. “Sh-shut up! I thought he was confessing to you!” A few minutes passed by until your cramp-inducing fit of laughter finally died down.

“Oh, really? And why is it so bad if someone asked me out?”

“Because…” he paused, trying to think of a believable reason, other than the fact that he was the only one allowed to confess to you. “You’re Kenma’s little sister, and he’d never forgive me if I let another guy near you. Besides, only I get to play with you like that~” he cooed.

“Right…” You deadpanned at the sound of his words. It may not have been a confession, but at least he wasn’t going to let anyone else have you, even if he was just kidding. “Anyways, I have a lot of studying to do, so I’d better get home.” You waltzed over to the lockers and slipped on your shoes. Kuroo eyed you carefully, drinking up the sight of smooth legs as the hem of your skirt slowly inched higher.

“Hmm~? Well, then, why don’t you study at my place tonight?” He quickly followed behind as you left the school without a word. “It’s pretty close by and I’m sure we’d have a lot of fun~”

“Tch. You’re a creep.” You looked away in disgust, but actually to hide the growing blush on your cheeks.

“What~? I meant fun as in studying! I wouldn’t be a good senpai if I couldn’t help my adorable little kouhai in her time of need.” Just as before, Kuroo slung a heavy arm around your shoulders and pulled you in. Boy, was he even handsomer up close. And he couldn’t help but notice how cute you looked when you blushed, or how you fit perfectly in his arms.

It took you a second to snap out of it, but you finally pushed him away and composed yourself. “Thanks for the offer, but I’m pretty sure Kenma wouldn’t approve of me being alone with a player like you.”

“What do you mean? We’ve hung out alone plenty of times! And where is Kenma today? Usually he’d walk you home.”

“He went into town to get this new game that came out today. I told him he didn’t have to wait for me since I’d take a while.”

“Ah~” he said, nodding his head up and down as if he had achieved true and complete unagi. “Well, then I feel obligated to walk you home in your brother’s place.”

You rolled your eyes at his self-righteous behavior. “You really don’t have to do that, Kuroo.”

“I know. But I want to.” His words sounded gentler than usual, sending an arrow straight through your heart and a hot blush across your cheeks. You quickly averted your eyes and began walking.

“D-do whatever you want.”

“Hehehe. Alright then~”

The two of you walked together in a comfortable silence until you felt something on your head. Your hand rose and placed itself on a wet spot in your hair. “What the- Rain?” As if on command, heavy rain started to pour on your poor unfortunate souls, but without a second to lose, Kuroo had grabbed your hand and began leading you to god knows where. “Wh-where are we going?!”

“You’ll see!”

~~~

“I hate you.”

“What? It’s not my fault I always get what I want.” You eyed your captain angrily as you stood in the entrance of his house, shivering and soaked to the bone.

“You planned this, didn’t you?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he said as he led you upstairs in his empty home. “And don’t worry. My parents are on a business trip, so you won’t get any weird questions.”

'I think being alone with you actually makes me worry more, Kuroo.'

“Great…” Obediently following behind him like a lost puppy, you walked into his room. A few posters here, some clothes scattered there. It was pretty normal for a teenage boy, especially for a womanizer like Kuroo. Too deep into your thoughts, you hadn’t noticed him leave your side, only to come back with a towel and a change of clothes in hand.

“Here. Go dry yourself off and put these on.” Your onyx haired crush shoved the fabrics in your arms and spun you around, “the bathroom’s right down the hall,” then shut the door.

You stood for a second, blinking in confusion until your shivers had caught up to you. You quickly found the bathroom and shut the door, ready to pry the icy clothes from your skin. With the towel now wrapped around you, you basked in its fluffy warm, enchanted by the fresh laundry fragrance it held. But then you realized: you had something that belonged to Kuroo right in front of you. Finally dry, you slipped on the shirt and shorts he had lent you just minutes before. In an instant, you were immersed in a familiar scent you knew only to be Kuroo’s. It was as if he was holding you in his arms again, this time without any joking or ulterior motives. Sadly, you were drawn out of your fantasy when you phone began buzzing.

You sighed heavily and picked it up, eyes scanning the screen for information.

  NEW TEXT
  From: Kenma-nii-chan
  Message: Where are you, (first)? I just got home and you’re not here.

  From: Me
  Reply: I got caught in the rain with Kuroo-senpai so I’m waiting it out at his house.

  From: Kenma-nii-chan
  Message: … I’m coming to get you right now.

“Aw, man… Kenma’s gonna freak out when he gets here…” Phone in hand, you gathered your things and made your way back to Kuroo’s room. “Hey, Kuroo, just be warned, Kenma’s gonna-” Barging in without warning, you walked in on him, half naked and shirtless. You felt your cheeks heat up and your legs turn to jelly as you ogled at his beautifuly toned chest. You probably should have knocked, but thank god you didn’t.

“Jeez, (first). Ever hear of knocking,” he teased as he slipped on a T-shirt. You hid your steaming face behind the wet pile of clothes in your hands.

“Sh-shut up…” Kuroo chuckled at your flushed form as he took the dripping bundle from your hands and began walking downstairs.

“You wait here. I’m gonna go dry these for you.”

“Okay,” you mumbled in a voice that was barely audible. Alone once again, you started twiddling your thumbs as you walked around, examining your crush’s room. Some trophies, pictures of classmates and family, even a few school certificates. If he wasn’t already perfect before, you definitely thought he was now. Handsome, smart, sweet, when he wanted to be of course. Kuroo seemed like the whole package. Of course he could pick any girl he wanted, and it was never going to be you.

“Boo!”

“Ah!” You jumped at the sudden noise, back pressed against the wall and hand over your heart. “D-dammit, Kuroo! What the hell?!”

“Hmp. I couldn’t help it. You just looked so unsuspecting,” he gloated, grinning like a cheshire cat. “Here. Have a cherry as an apology.”

“A cherry?” You eyed the mysterious red fruit that you’d pulled out of the bag he’d presented you with. “Why a cherry?”

“Because I love them and they’re the only thing I have in my fridge. Do you not like cherries?”

“It’s not that I don’t like them. It’s just… I’ve never had one.”

Wide-eyed, Kuroo firmly grabbed your shoulders. “What? You’ve never had a cherry?!”

“N-no…” you mumbled, staring at the specs of eraser shavings and snack crumbs on the ground.

“Wow. I’ve never met anyone who hasn’t had a cherry before. What kind of rock are you living under, (first)?” He strolled over to his bed and sat on its edge.

“Sh-shut up. I’ve had cherry flavored things, oky?” Mimicking his actions, you sat on the edge slightly away from him. “I just like other fruits more…”

“Well, now’s your chance to try one.”

“Do I have to?”

“Yes.”

“Ugh, fine.” Rolling your eyes again, you stared down the crimson fruit and eventually took a bite. A small smile began making its way onto your lips. “Hmm… This is pretty good- Ack!” In an instant, you started choking on the cherry pit that lay hidden from view. Kuroo quickly came to your aid, patting and rubbing your back gently until you gained your breathe back. “Ow… Why didn’t you tell me there was a seed in there?!”

“I thought you already knew-”

“How the hell am I supposed to know that? I’ve never had one before!”

“I thought it was just common knowledge that all fruits had a seed in the middle.”

Damn, he was right. But you weren’t going to admit that to him of all people. Instead, you shoved your hand back into the bag and pulled out another cherry, plopping it into your mouth, this time aware of its deadly seed. Kuroo’s eyes stared at your soft, red lips rounding the cherry’s smooth sides, your pink tongue making a quick cameo before the fruit was hidden by those same plum lips. He bit his own to repress the urge he felt to kiss them, to bite the, to make them his, to just-

“Hey, (first). You wanna play a game?”

“Um… Okay? What game?”

“Tie a cherry stem into a knot with your tongue.”

You squinted at him like he was an idiot, which he was sometimes. “How the hell is that a game?”

“Because~ We get to compete to see who’s the better kisser~” The blush that painted your cheeks only made Kuroo’s sly grin widen. He grabbed a cherry from the bag and swiftly dismembered it, spitting the pit out with ease. “Well, (first)? Care to take my challenge?” he asked seductively, leaning in and shoving the stem in your face.

You quickly pushed him away and stared anywhere but at him. “W-why the hell would I want to play your stupid game?”

“Because I wanna prove that I’m the better kisser. I do have a lot more experience that you, ya’ know.”

“Tch. Just because you’re a manwhore doesn’t mean you’re a good kisser, Kuroo.”

“Ouch. That hurt,” he feigned pain with a hand on his chest. “But I’m sure you’re just saying that because you know I’m right.”

“Nu-uh!”

“Yes you are~”

“No I’m not!”

“Then prove it,” he said, presenting you with the stem once more. You glared at him, then at the stem. Finally, you gave into your stubbornness and snatched it from his hand.

“Fine, then. I will!” With another stem ready to go, your caramel eyed crush sat up straight and began brought them stem close.

“Ready… GO!” In your mouths the stems went, swirling in stew of hot saliva pressed between your cheeks and tongues. After about 10 seconds of trying, your tongue started to tire and you wondered if Kuroo felt the same. You looked up to see a smug expression written all over his face, and for some reason it irked you. The newly added fuel to your fire brought a wave of determination not to lose, even if it was a pointless game Kuroo had probably made up. A few seconds later, Kuroo stuck his tongue out, and on it laid a neatly tied cherry stem. By the time you’d finished he had already placed it on his table in victory. “I told you I was the better kisser.”

“No you’re not! You only won because you cheated!”

“Oh really, now? And how exactly did I cheat?”

“You started before me… And besides, you’ve probably played this game before so you probably practiced it. Cheater.”

“Whatever. You’re just upset that I’m better at it than you.”

“No you’re not!”

“You wanna bet?” his deep voice sung as he leaned in close.

“B-bet on what…?”

“Your first kiss.”

“Wha-” In an instant, Kuroo’s lips had met yours for a passionate kiss. Biting and sucking, soft moans escaped the small figure that shivered under his touch. With a hand behind your head and an arm around your waist, his onslaught of hickies and tongue kissing continued for what seemed like forever, or at least, what you wanted to be forever, until the two of you finally broke apart, gasping for air.

Anxious to see your sweet blushing face, Kuroo was baffled when he saw tears streaming down your flushed cheeks. “I’m sorry… Did you really not want it that much?”

You shook your head furiously, wiping the salty tears from your eyes. “That’s not it… I wanted it… I wanted it so much, but… I don’t want to get my hopes up just to end up like all those girls you dated before.”

“(first).” Once again he pulled you close. Your ear laid on his broad chest, his heart pounding faster with every passing second. “You’re never going to end up like any of those girls. You’re different from them.”

“Oh, yeah? Then what about 'curvy Emina-chan’ from yesterday? Was she different too?”

“I didn’t meet with Emina or anyone yesterday. Truthfully, I haven’t gone out with anyone since I realized I liked you.”

“Really?” you asked staring up at him with helpless puppydog eyes. “Then why’d you always talk about the girls you were with all the time?”

“W-well, I guess I just wanted to make you jealous…” Scratching the back of his head, your new found lover averted his eyes while a deep blush dusted his cheeks. You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. Kuroo of all people getting embarrassed and being this adorable was too much for you to handle, and the only way for you to express what you felt was through laughter. “Oi, don’t laugh at me! I just confessed to you!”

“Aw, Kuroo, you’re so cute~”

“You still didn’t answer my confession. Do you wanna be my girlfriend or not?”

“Yeah, I’ll be your girlfriend. But if you ever so much as look at another girl, I’ll make you regret being born,” you said ‘sweetly’, wrapping your arms around his torso.

“Don’t worry. I won’t be looking anywhere but at you… And maybe at your butt every once in a while.”

“Kya! K-Kuroo!” You rubbed the sore part of your bottom where he had just pinched you while he slung an arm around you, pulling you down under him.

“Now that you’re my girlfriend, you have to call me by my first name.” His calloused finger traced your tender lips, tapping them lightly before continuing. “Now, say it.”

“T-Tetsurou,” you mumbled in a fragile voice. One so sweet and pure that it sent a wave of adrenaline through Kuroo’s body. You looked so vulnerable and innocent the way you looked at him. Like a lost little lamb.

And he was the wolf.

Once again, your lips met for another round of spit-swap. Your hands tangled in his messy hair as you wrapped your legs around his thin waist. His large, cold hands reaching up your shirt caught you by surprise, making you jump at his touch once more. “Ah! Tetsurou… D-don’t…”

“Hmm~?” His ears were too focused on the way you called his name to listen to your plea.

“It’s cold~”

“Mmm. Well, I’ll warm you up right now.” His long fingers traced the hem of your shorts until he finally-

BOOM BOOM BOOM. “KUROO!”

The two of you were finally brought back to reality at the sound of banging coming from downstairs.

“KUROO! YOU’D BETTER NOT BE TOUCHING MY SISTER!” BOOM BOOM. “KUROO!”

The captain your twin was summoning shrugged heavily as he sat up, running a hand through his raven locks. “Tch… Right when we were about to have some real fun.”

“Kuroo,” you growled unamused with his ‘joke’.

“I know, I know. Now that he’s here, I guess we’re gonna have to tell him, huh?”

“Yeah… Well, good luck with that!” You got up and ran to the bathroom to change before he could even protest.

“Damn… This is going to be one long night…”

~~~

“Ah, Tetsu~ Doooon’t~ Kenma’s gonna catch us~” You fidgeted in your new boyfriend’s arms as he cornered you in behind the school gym.

“It’ll be fine~ He went to talk to the coach a minute ago. We have plenty of time before he gets back to ruin our fun.”

“Oh, really?” You both froze at the sound of his voice. Kuroo turned around find Nekoma’s ultimate setter, your twin brother, standing behind him with a scowl on his face. Without warning, Kenma had grabbed him by the back of the shirt and began dragging him back to practice.

“Kenma~ Don’t be so rough with him~”

“If he thinks he can touch my sister behind my back, then he’s got another thing coming. And it’s not the ball.”

“Jeez. I’ve never seen Kenma so… Emotional before,” his teammate noted.

“Well, duh. You don’t mess with a guy’s sister.”

“Kenma,” the coach called, “no taking out personal grudges on the court. Share the ball with everyone.”

He wore an ever so evident frown, but ultimately complied. Luckily, it was his turn to serve and he knew exactly how he was going to 'share' the ball. Your golden haired twin threw the ball up in the air and hit it-

“OW!”

Aiming right for the back of Kuroo’s head.

“Kenma, what the hell?! You did that on purpose!” The team captain yelled with one hand on his head and the other clutching Kenma’s shirt.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about,” he said in a monotonous voice, indifferently feigning ignorance of his crime.

“Kenma~! Tetsurou~! Don’t fight~!” You, along with the rest of the team and staff, tried to break the two up before it escalated any further.

Boy, was it going to be one long year...