It was a typical Friday afternoon. At this time the most kids came home from school and then ate dinner with their parents. In a normal family this would happen. Yeah…in a normal family. There was a problem with the word normal, because her family wasn't normal at all. It begun with her kids running into the house, throwing their shoes and bags into the corner in the hall and shouting loudly: "Mom! We are back!" Signing, she stood in the living room. The five minutes of heavenly peace were over, she knew that for sure. Especially when she could hear little footsteps approaching her.
"Welcome home." she could barely say as the youngest of their children rushed over to hug her. Almost made her fall from the impact.
"Ah. That's not fair. I also want to cuddle with Mom.", was the next thing she heard and a second later she was lying on the carpet with Daiki and Hiroki on top. A few seconds of silence spread across the room till a sudden laugh disturbed it.
"Okay you two. How was kinder garden and school?", she asked them and became a cheerful 'good' and an annoyed 'boring' as an answer. With a curios expression on her face she looked at Daiki.
"So it was like always? Nothing new?", she tried to dig deeper, she did recognize after all, when her eldest son didn't tell her everything.
"Fine. There will be a school project through the summer vacation and I don't feel like it.", he said bored rolling with his eyes merely to express his discomfort better and snuggled deeper into his mothers side. She on the other hand got sparkling eyes from this information.
"Daiki that is so great. Finally you can make new friends at school. When you just wouldn't provoke them with your sarcasm. I swear you got this site from your father. Every time he…"
"Mom. How did you met Dad?" asked Hiroki and stopped the words flowing from his mother. Blankly, she looked at her youngest child.
"Weeellll…..that is a very good question. Next please?!", she tried to skip this theme. But she knew her children and their habits. Stubborn and greedy for knowledge. Of course the unnecessary kind. They were definitely their kids.
"Yeah Mom. How? I mean, we are talking about Dad. You could get a better man, like uncle Tsukki or uncle Bokuto" Daiki said and hit the mark. That scored a giggle from his mother and she knew, she couldn't escape anymore.
"Okay. Let me think about it. I think it was in my third high school year. So about ten years ago."

Time skip:

The last day of summer vacation was near its end. The sun slowly travelled with the goal to meet the horizon. Just to melt with it together and bath the wide sky in a beautiful red. The wind was blowing as a light breeze. This moment always had something magically and captured her whole attention. Like now. She sat outside on a bench with headphones on, listening to her favourite music. Just to enjoy the moment. To relax. No school. No tests. No teachers, who were talking about the future and most important: No annoying people, which were totally into their sport activities. It could be so peaceful and perfect.
But it wasn't.
Because something was disturbing this atmosphere. She could hear, through her music, someone near her yelling 'Hey, Hey, Hey!' the whole time. Over and over again. She swore, in case she heard this loud and noisy sound one more time, she would run out of patience.
"Hey, Hey, Hey!", it echoed through the park again. The girl put her headphones down and looked in the direction of the noise. There stood a bunch of tall guys around the area. Each taller as the other one, wearing different jerseys. Great! Looked like sport fanatics and of course the loudest one was in the centre of the group. His spikey hair had a mixed colour of white, silver and gray. On his right stood a shorter boy with black hair and the same jersey. On the left side stood a taller one with messy black hair and a red jersey. She thought about going down there and putting these idiots in the right state of mind. But that wasn't necessary, because at this moment a little conversation started around the three.

"You are too loud like always, stupid owl.", said the taller boy and laughed.
"What was that, you shitty cat?" came the response of the louder one almost jumping on him. If there wouldn't be the other boy, the arguing would have never stopped.
"Stop it both of you. You two are too loud and are entertaining the whole area. Look! You are disturbing other people." He said very calm and pointed to the girl in front of them.
"I would say you both are dead", said another one with a Mohican on his head.
"Jep. This is a death glare. And a very deadly one as well.", said the smallest in the group and the others nodded in silent agreement.
At the same moment on the other side of the park the girl needed to decide if talking to these guys was worth her time. So she came to the conclusion it wouldn't work out for the simple reason, that even if she would say something useful to these idiots, they ought to have a brain in their head to even understand and think about what she was saying. All of this was so doubtful, that as a result glaring was the best way to settle it. Directly into a pair of golden orbs. Looks like she got their attention, so she formed with her lips the soundless words 'Pain-in-the-ass'. Then she turned on her heels and went home. So she had to rely on Plan B to relax her. Means a bath, a good book and a cuddle session with her black cat named Kuro.

"Hey. What did she said, Tetsu?", asked Bokuto his wingman, knowing he stared at the girl the whole time. Like he would eat her tooth and tail.
"That you are irritating.", he said with a superior smile on his lips.
"That's not right. She said something like 'Pain-in-the-ass' and she meant both of you.", corrected Kenma his captain without looking from his game. Resulting in Bokuto laughing his ass of about Kuroo's face, while the taller one was grinding his teeth on getting caught by his own teammate.

The next morning came very quickly.
With a yawn she stood at the wardrobe to change her shoes.
"Hey Miss Deathstroke.",it sounded beside her and she looked up. There was a tall guy, round two heads taller than she was, with messy black hair, who had a decent smirk on his lips staring her down. The first thought about him: she didn't like their difference in height and this smirk. But that didn't matter to her right now. More importantly she didn't know this person at all. Everyone, who would came across this scenario could tell, that she didn't know him. It was written all over her face.
"Do I know you?", she asked a little bit puzzled and showed her ignorance towards him even more. "I don't think so. So….if you could excuse me. My class is going to start very soon.", it blurted right out of her, leaving him standing there dumbfounded.
"She didn't even recognize you.", Kenma muttered in a monotone tone. He even looked up from his game to see, if Kuro was still breathing. Normally his buddy would come up with something sarcastic to say but this time: Nothing! Not a tiny bit of sarcasm. The setters eyes widened a little bit as he saw the look in Kuroos eyes. /He looked like, he was going to hunt her down every minute. It's about time./ he thought and put on a small smile.
"We too have to go or we will be late."

In the meantime she arrived at her new class. /Class five. Lucky. There were still two empty seats left at the window./, she realized cheerfully and took the desk up front. Just at the same time she was putting her pencils on the desk, her meeting with the sport fanatics from yesterday came back into her mind. And with them a flash of a golden coloured resisting pair of eyes gazing strongly at her. /Aahhhh….That was him! …hmmm….Nevermind. I don't think, that I will ever see him again./

But when destiny finds you, it moves at its own will possessing a very unique sense of humour. Right at the moment she looked up, the door opened and their eyes met again. Checking her out his gaze wandered all the way down her body, as he was going straight to the last free place in class putting his gear down .

"Oh my God!", she said in disbelieve.
"At your service", he said with a arrogant grin, sitting right behind her.

/This year would be a pain in the ass./

Time Skip

It wasn't a very long story nor a very romantic one. No sunsets, no walks around beach or love confessions.
"I would say pretty normal", the mother said to her kids all still cuddling on the ground of the living room. She looked at Daiki. He looked like his father. The same messy hair, who stood up all natural his head and the same sly eyes. Both features got her colours only. Hiroki there was a little bit different. Silky black hair and definitely her eyes just in gold. A stranger couldn't tell, that these two were siblings. Until they smiled. This smug and cocky smirk was the same as their father's. Like now. They laid on top of her mother smiling like two cats, who stole the Christmas roast.
"What?", she suspiciously asked.
"Nothing. We just love you.", came it in unison from both her kids. That scored them a lovely smile and a kiss on the cheek. She almost forgot both of the sly smiles from the second earlier until she heard a snicker from the doorframe.
"Hey, Hey, Hey. I didn't know, it was because of ME you got such a beautiful wife." Surprised she looked up to the three men standing right in her living room. In the corner stood a very busy looking Kenma playing with his smartphone. Then a laughing Bokuto in the centre of the living room and in the doorframe stood her, a little bit pissed looking, husband Tetsurou Kuroo.
"How much did you hear?", she asked shyly.
"Everything from beginning to the end", was the answer, given in a dangerous husky voice. In his eyes was this dark spark, that , like every other time in the past ten years, gave her goose bumps. She knew, that Kuroo was thinking of IT. Of something terrible sly to compromise her in his own way-Kuroo style. They all knew he was gonna be the cat of her doom.
"I get my revenge later.". She was so sunk and her sons knew it all too well. They looked very angelic right now, after they skinned and salted their own mother in the most effective way ever. She should have noticed it before. She should have known her boys better. She was after all their mother and more important was married to one of the most quirky men on this planet- their father.
"Very sly kitty's.", she whispered to them as they took to their heels accepting her unavoidable fate.
"Is lunch ready?", it came a second later from Kenma, whose eyes were still glued to the screen of his little device. He didn't care about this family mess. Really, it was just same old same old. Without it, it just wasn't like the Kuroos.