"You either surrender to me or I'll take your precious Yamagutchi away from you. What do you choose?" Bokuto asked, eyes narrowed as he looked down on the freshman under his hands, holding him as a hostage, unable to flee. Tsukishima narrowed his eyes and threatened back. "I'll never allow you to touch him in any way, jackass." Bokuto smirks, tightening his grip around Tsukishima's wrists and rips the freshman's boxer off.
"Oho? Already hard? That's mean, I haven't even done anything with you, Tsukki! Such a masochist you are~" he grinned, shaking his head like he was disappointed by the behaviour. Tsukishima clicked his tongue as he looked toward the wall with angrily clenched eyebrows.
"I'm a teenager after all," he said with a dry voice.
"Indeed you are," Bokuto let out, keeping himself from grinning too much. The flustered face of his underclassman was too precious and unnatural for him to let go of without further notice. He wanted to keep it as a memory. While the younger high schooler tried to keep himself composed, Bokuto fished up his phone from his shorts and turned on the camera. Tsukishima's eyes widened as he noticed the intentions, trying to move and avoid the lens. Bokuto had an iron-grip around his wrist and put his whole weight upon the stomach and hips. Taking a few shots, Bokuto grinned by the motives of blushing Tsukishima.
"You know, we need to have at least a FEW evidences that even YOU can be cute!"
"Go jump off a cliff and die," Kei muttered, pissed off as he couldn't do anything to prevent the paparazzi-like owl.
"You know, I'm not the one you're hating on, right? If anything, Kuroo asked me to do this. Not that I mind tho!" Bokuto kept babbling as he prepared Kei, avoiding too big smirks for each time he heard the freshman pant or gasp. He really was a teenager, he thought.
"K-Kuroo asked you to do this?" Kei asked, holding his voice down as he didn't want any of the other members to find him in such an embarrassing statement. They were alone in the dorms to Fukurodani as the other teams kept practicing on their own. Right now, Hinata and Kageyama would practice their quicks and Yamaguchi would practice on his serve.
"If you don't want your precious friend to know about this, then shut up and let Kuroo do as he wants, oki?" Bokuto offered, and penetrated the blond with his whole length. A loud gasp escaped his mouth, completely regretting his decision to agree with the owl. He'd been ripped off.

"So, you're in love with the blond Tsukishima, am I right?" Kuroo asked, winking at Yamaguchi as they finished up their training, packing down the net and the balls. "Uhm, w-where have you heard that?" He stuttered, clearly blushing. "It's written all over your face, dude." Kuroo hummed. He knew the freshman was a completely innocent being, and he really thought he was cute. The freshman told him the truth since he thought he'd already been busted.
"I guess you could say we're dating, you know?" He giggled, a small smile appeared at his face. Seemed like he was thinking of something nostalgic. Kuroo blushed by the scenery.
"Dating? You two?" He asked, surprised.
Yamaguchi turned to look at the elder with confused eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"Well it certainly doesn't look like you two are dating, bro. More like a onesided crush. I'm being serious here, okay? To me, it looks like he cares as much about you as he cares about Hinata and Tanaka, right? For the record, has he ever told you he loves you? Have you done any lewd stuff yet?"
Kuroo raised an eyebrow and seemed worried about the new discovery. Yamaguchi lost his optimism and confidence.
"Do you think he likes someone else, Kuroo-senpai?" The elder nodded.
"I've seen him being with Bokuto a lot these days, so it wouldn't surprise me if those two were screwing right now!" Tetsurou laughed at his own joke, glancing at his shorter enemy on the court. His eyes widened by the sight of the crying crow. Yamaguchi's eyes were wide open with thick, salty tears streaming down his face and pouting lips, trembling like he was close to falling apart on the spot. His eyebrows twitched in synch with his mouth. His thoughts were somewhere far away from reality, deep in thought and "what ifs". He must've been thinking worst-case scenarioes. His brown eyes would probably be unable to see anything in all the tears. It would be impossible for him to see Kuroo's big grin. Right?
"Are you serious?" Yamaguchi whimpered.
"Yeah, pretty much. Oy, Bokuto! Tsukishima, come here!" Kuroo placed a firm hand onto Yamaguchi's shoulder as comfort and waved the two guys toward them as they entered the gymnasium. Tsukishima narrowed his eyes and scowled at Nekoma's captain as he layed his hands upon HIS best friend. Yamaguchi dried his eyes and stared at Kei.
The blond's hair was completely tousled like he'd just woken up, and he seemed to cover up his neck with the collar on the volleyball-shirt. Bokuto had a lewd facial expression as he walked behind Tsukishima, eyeing Kuroo.
Yamaguchi walked up to Kei, standing up close in front of him without deviating his gaze. His eyes felt wet again, but he couldn't do anything about it. His lips trembled.
"Is it true?" he asked, voice cracked.
"Tsukki, have you two done it?!"
Tsukishima opened his eyes wide as he stared into the eyes of his crush.
"Is it that obvious?" He asked with a raised eyebrow and a surprised tone in his voice.
His intentions was absolutely not to act that way. He lost his composition and coolness for just a moment. A small, critical moment.
In that exact moment, he lost Yamaguchi's trust and Kuroo won.
"It's true..?!" Yamaguchi whimpered, sudden tears began rolling, and he ran off outside. Tsukishima didn't get to say a word, just watching his closest friend run off in tears and his elders grinning behind him. Left behind by everyone else, he turned to kuroo and bokuto with fiery eyes.
"What the HELL have you told him, motherfuckers?"

"Congrats, you've just fucked up everything by yourself, Tsukki!" Bokuto applaused and slapped him hard on his back. Tsukishima clicked his tongue and turned on his toes to run after his friend. Kuroo grabbed his wrist and dragged him back.
"You really think he's gonna believe you in this situation? What are you gonna tell him? Think Tsukki, You're good at that." Kuroo tried to calm the blond down.
"Let him be alone for now and cry it out." he said.
The freshman stopped moving for a moment, took a deep breath and turned toward Kuroo. His eyes burned with desire to kill, his teeth clenched and his fist was ready to punch.
"Hurting me won't get your precious back, Tsukki~" Kuroo commented as he avoided the attack by a millimeter margin.
"Oho?" Bokuto added. In the corner of his eyes, he could see they were getting unwanted attention by the other teams and members. Walking up behind Tsukishima, he grabbed a hold around the boy and lifted him so he couldn't do any more damage.
Bokuto shushed him with a ridiculously calm voice.
"You really need more attention on your first time than you've already got?" Bokuto winked,and the boy stopped struggling.
"Seriously? It was your first time?" Kuroo let his hand cover for his chesire cat-like grin. This was abolutely not good. The blond turned his face away from the captain with a big blush on his face.
"I'm 16, what do you expect?" he mumbled.

...

"So this is were you hang for now?"
Yamaguchi rose his head from his hands, surprised and scared by the sudden intruder. His vision wasn't exactly the best, but even though his eyes were red and dry from all the crying, he could glimpse the contour of a tall guy. He was partly disappointed and partly relieved that it wasn't Tsukishima that found him. Not really sure who it was, Yamaguchi didn't respond to the approach. Putting his head back down, the unknown person sat down beside him. Why? Surprised by the action, he rose his head again to look at the intruder. They both leaned their backs onto the fence surrounding their training camp. Nobody could see them from the slope they were placed upon, but they could see the whole gymnasium and dormitories. The only lightsource they had was the fullmoon with no skies. It was as clear as possible, but no stars. And Kuroo sat beside him.
"How're you feeling?" he asked, not looking at him. The scenery seemed to be of his interest.
"I've calmed down now, thank you.." he mumbled. It was partly true. He wasn't as upset now as he was back then, but he still had problems handling the truth.
They stayed in silence for a minute, and Yamaguchi could feel the tears would spring up any minute now, if Kuroo said the right, or wrong, things. The elder placed a discreet hand on Yamaguchi's head, and offered him to place his head on his shoulder. He accepted.
"Tsukishima is really abusive," he finally said. It wasn't a question, but an ascertainment.
"But you still love him." Another ascertainment.
"Or am I wrong?" he turned to face Yamaguchi, his eyes dead serious. Their noses were close, so close they slightly touched. Tadashi felt his face became steaming hot.
"By now, I've thought he liked me.. But I might have just misunderstood because I was too close to him. Ahaha.." He felt the tears pushed on, felt the warm saltwater sift down his face, one drop by another. Kuroo felt his heart tighten.
"Yamaguchi. I really don't like how you know he's abusing you, and still want to be with him. You deserve more than that, it's painfully obvious." Kuroo sighed.
"A person falls in love with what it thinks it deserves," Yamaguchi added with a low voice. He tilted his head to the side with a sorry look on his face. "I know."
Kuroo leaned forward and stopped in front of Yamaguchi's face, making their noses strike aganst each other.
"I'll make you forget that angry lemon, Tadashi.." he whispered, and placed his lips upon the other's. Surprised by the sudden approach, Yamaguchi's heart jumped and fluttered as the lips didn't part at first. Kuroo's lips was soft and smooth, and it felt good to touch them. Yamaguchi's own lips was salty and cracked from the crying and lack of water, and he felt ashamed to have such lips placed upon Kuroo's. When he thought the captain was going to back off, he felt a sudden sadness gushing all over his body. He didn't want him to stop? Was he THAT lonely or just confused? Like a twitch, he pressed his lips against Kuroo's for a second as a last resort before he would back off from the embarrasment.
But the elder didn't intend to back away.
Kuroo stroke his fingers behind Tadashi's head, grabbing the dark green hairlocks as he pulled the boy closer to himself, pressing his lips against him. They tasted like strong mint.
His stomach fluttered as Kuroo kept kissing, pushing forward and slide his tongue inside. With a yelp, Tadashi moved away but got caught by Kuroo's firm grasp. Their noses touched, their mouths moved away and back, painfully close to eachother. Their breaths were warm, heaving for air as they let go. Yamaguchi glanced up at Kuroo's eyes, and met the eyes of the captain looking straight at him. They shimmered in the moonlight with a serious touch.
"Yamaguchi, you have no idea how much I want to make you mine and only mine." He placed his lips upon Yamguchi's again. The tickling in his stomach increased as Kuroo swirled his tongue inside his mouth, feeling his big hand press him closer to the kiss.
"Please don't think of Kei for tonight, okay?" he whispered as they parted for air. His dark voice would make any guy tremble as they obeyed. Yamaguchi nodded in an instant, only thinking about the minty taste of Kuroo's tongue. Tsukishima..
"Maybe I really AM better off without him.." Yamaguchi thought, letting his fantasies wander as Kuroo slipped his tongue inside again. The elder grabbed Yamaguchi's thights and flipped him onto his lap, holding tight around the tired muscles. Yamaguchi twiched as he got surprised by the sudden movement. His cheeks exploded with a heavy blush as he stared deep into Kuroo's eyes. The black eyebrows rose in a flirtous way as the mouth grinned before he booped his nose into Yamguchi's cold one.
"You're so fricking adorable.." he whispered, gliding his fingers over Tadashi's cheeks, carressing the smooth childish skin. Tadashi giggled as he clenched his fist around Kuroo's shoulderparts of the jacket. His body shivered faintly, and the captain noticed.
"You cold? Tell me!" he asked, raising his voice a bit, stripping off his black jacket and threw it around Yamguchi. The boy nodded a thank you, wiping a tear from his eye.
"You're so nice, Kuroo-senpai.."