Hey folks. This is going to be a Haikyuu university AU. First years = freshmen, second years = sophomore, third years = juniors. There are no seniors.

I was thinking, the way the dorms are separated would be by team (each team lives together), everyone has an individual room, with a shared kitchen/dining room/common room. There would be two bathrooms per dorm house (is that what you call them? I have no idea), and yeah.

This was originally going to be Kenma x Kuroo, but honestly, I have no idea where I'm going with this.

Enjoy?

It's been too long.

He knows that Kuroo has needs, but it's already been an hour and a half since the bed-headed male had texted about his arrival at the Aoba Johsai house.

Did sex usually take that long?

Kenma attempted to shake the thoughts from his head, but they kept invading, leaving him a bit restless. Cat-like eyes drifted to his phone that was on the coffee table, about to reach for it before snapping his attention back to his handheld device. Thankfully turns weren't timed, or else he'd probably be eating shit seeing as he was getting more and more distracted as the clock ticked on. This was uncharacteristic of him, and he knew it – but then again…

He was never in this situation.

"–enma, oi, Kenma!"

A voice from immediately behind him as well as hands being placed on his shoulders broke him from his daze. With widened eyes, he looked up at the ginger hovering above him. It took a moment before he finally responded, recovering from his shock and returning to his usual self.

"Shoyo," he addressed the other rather flatly, "what–"

"If you don't like it I can exchange it," Hinata cut him off before he even had a chance to finish, nothing unusual.

It took Kenma a moment before comprehending. His birthday was a week ago and Hinata had bought him a DS game as a gift. Luckily, his friend had lucked out on a game he didn't have, though the reasoning behind his choice was as ridiculous as his banters with Kageyama. Something about how the characters looked cool and the 'penguin things' (what Kenma later discovered were called Prinnies) looked funny. Granted, the creatures probably would have made him laugh upon their introduction if he didn't pity them at the same time.

"I like it," he replied curtly.

"Then why do you keep frowning?" Hinata pressed on.

"Wha–"

"HINATA YOU LEFT THE WATER ON IN THE BATHTUB!"

Kenma switched his attention back to his game, actually managing to focus this time even though the yelling continued. He had a feeling it would take a while.

"SHUT UP BAKAGEYAMA! I DIDN'T DO IT, YOU DID!" Hinata hollered back, seeming confident in his words until stomping could be heard.

It took Kenma's utmost effort to keep from rolling his eyes.

"IDIOT!"

The stomping continued from down the hall, causing Hinata to shuffle around in what he could only assume was fear. He was distracted yet again when the ginger made his way to the front of the couch, kneeling and cowering in fear by Kenma's legs. The older teen sighed, closing his DS' lid before staring at the boy by his feet. Hinata's trembling increased as the stomping grew louder, looking up into golden eyes pleadingly, just to receive a blank look. A slight shadow had dawned on Hinata but he seemed oblivious.

"Shoyo."

It was a warning. His friend had no time to react before Kageyama grabbed him by the back of his collar and jerked him up. The taller male seemed absolutely livid, causing Kenma to wonder if it was better that the ginger wasn't facing his roommate. With a swift hit to the head, Kageyama then dragged the boy away into the nearest bathroom, and with the loud splash he heard, Kenma could figure out that he had thrown him into the overflowing bathtub.

All in all, just a normal day in the Karasuno dorm house.

In all honesty, if Hinata wanted to avoid those unpleasant encounters, he'd just remember to run to his room then close and lock his door. And, of course, not leave the water running if he wasn't there to supervise it. Kenma shrugged to himself, gathering his things and placing them in his bag – save his phone, which he pocketed – and exited the door. He looked in the direction the ginger was dragged off to, not surprised in the least that a tall blond was snickering at what he could guess was an amusing sight, a freckled boy not far behind. Figuring that Hinata could fend for himself, Kenma quietly made his out.

He wasn't sure what made him go to the Aoba Johsai house instead of his own dorms, as he should have. Perhaps his subconscious was curious enough to block out the fact that he knew exactly why Kuroo was there and just wanted to know exactly what was happening.

Of course, his curiosity was soon sated as he made his way to the Aoba Johsai and walked in, only hearing the obviously pleasured noises. Kenma's face instantly flushed red before he scrambled back the way he came from, not noticing a black haired boy yelling something along the lines of 'shittykawa', and not stopping his slightly faster pace until he was outside.

Never did he think that he'd have to hear Oikawa's loud moans in his life. Thankful to his lack of nerve, as well as a mostly closed door, the pudding headed male was glad for any potential life-scarring mental images. What he didn't appreciate, however, was the fact that due to said lack of image; his brain was attempting to conjure something up (much to his dismay). Looking at his feet as he made his way to his dorm, Kenma let his hair fall in front of his face, hoping that it would hide his red face from any passersby.

He would have believed it worked, too, until he reached the Nekoma house. He failed to notice the giant in front of him, causing a head-on collision that required a few steps back to stabilize. Looking up to see whom he ran into was a big mistake.

"Kenma, what's wrong? You're red, you look sick."

Before he could protest, two hands appeared by his side holding him above the ground as Lev tried to get a better look at the shorter male. "Lev..!" Kenma sounded a tad alarmed, making the freshman raise his brows in confusion. Usually it took a lot more to get under Kenma's skin. Of course, the surprise also allowed the shorter male to break free from his grasp, feet finally touching the ground again as he ran to his room, closing the door behind him.

Kenma made his way to his bed, dropping his things and collapsing on the mattress, burying his face in the sheets.

"I'm never going to be able to look at them again."